Always and Forever
by Star Kindler
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: Don't own GW, no matter how much I wish I did…
Author's Note: Let me apologize for two reasons:
1) I'm sorry it is taking me so long to finish this fic; (I have three unfinished fics I need to be working on. Damn, I'm so lazy!)
2) This chapter sucks. Honestly, this fic is a lot harder than I expected it to be. When I first started writing it, I wasn't planning for Stephen to actually kidnap Duo, but that's the way it came out. So, I have to work from there. If I could change the way I wrote this fic, I would. But I'm already too deep in the story, so who cares!
Warnings: OOC, Yaoi and lime (meaning more rape, although I'm not sure if you would classify what I have written in here as lime or just sexual reference. I'm almost positive it's a little lime-ish on the brink of being a lemon, but you be the judge.)
Anyway, enough of my mindless rambles! On with chapter four!
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"Duo, I swear, as long as I am alive, we will be together. I love you, with all my heart…" Heero brushed a few stray locks of hair away from Duo's face. The longhaired boy smiled and captured Heero's mouth with his own. Their bodies crushed together; hands eagerly exploring the other's form. He parted his lips and allowed Heero's tongue to enter. Both tongues met and engaged in a sacred dance. After a few eternal moments, the two parted, and gazed into each other's eyes; both breathless and panting from the deep, passionate kiss.
"Nothing will ever come between us, Heero?" Duo finally asked.
Heero smiled. "Nothing." And he pulled Duo's body even closer; his powerful arms protectively tightened their grip around the braided boy's slender form…
Stephen peered across the room at Duo, who seemed to be stirring from his unconscious state. His slim body twitched ever so slightly, while hushed words projected from his pale lips. Curious, Stephen approached the bed and leaned over so to hear the quiet words.
"Heero…"
Stephen glared down at Duo, his body quivering from building rage. Heero. Now that Duo was with Stephen, the young man certainly did not want to hear that name, and he was going to make sure Duo never, ever uttered those two syllables again. With fire burning in his eyes, he raised a hand and slapped Duo across the face.
"Damn slut! Wake up!" He ordered.
Duo felt so safe – so warm with Heero pressed so tightly against him, muttering loving words in his ear. But then pain jolted throughout his body and an angry voice invaded his ears. The wonderfully perfect embrace was shattered, and Heero disappeared.
The dream ended and the nightmare began as Duo's violet eyes shot open, revealing two hot coals burning into his soul. His body ached painfully, and the angry grimace did nothing to help. Duo stared helplessly into the eyes of the man who had been so cruel to him the night before.
"Didn't you get the message through that pretty head of yours last night? I told you I don't like that word. You're not to mention his name again."
Duo stared into the eyes, almost certain he could see a demon behind the angry orbs. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" He whispered sorrowfully.
"You still don't get it do you?" Stephen climbed on the bed and straddled Duo. The longhaired boy hissed in pain as the weight of the heavier man crushed his bruised body. "Perhaps I'm just going to have to show you again; not that I mind of course. This is why you're here."
Leaning over, Stephen began a trail of wet kisses from Duo's throat, and down across his chest. He ignored the bloody area above Duo's heart and skipped to his nipples, nipping at each roughly; causing Duo to cry out in pain. By that time, the longhaired young man could already feel the stirring heat between his legs. The realization that his body was betraying once more made him sob out loud. It wasn't fair; why was this happening?
Stephen was now tugging Duo's clothes off. As he forced the tight jeans off of Duo's lower body, he unfortunately pulled at the injured ankle, causing more searing pain to run through the young man's veins. Once Stephen had successfully removed Duo's clothing, he stood, and removed his own. He then turned his attention back to his victim, and pulled Duo's legs apart. Anxiously, he loomed over young man and moved his fingers to Duo's backside. Roughly he parted the smooth cheeks, and teased the hidden ring of flesh. Duo gasped. This couldn't be happening; he was so sore from the previous night…
"Duo," Stephen leaned into the boy's ear, "you're mine." He rammed a dry finger into Duo. The longhaired boy arched his back and groaned in pain. It hurt so badly…
"Heero won't want you anymore – don't you dare even think about him." He added a second finger…yet more pain.
"You'd be nothing but filth in his eyes." Stephen added the third digit, and that was all Duo could take. He screamed in pain – both physically and emotionally. Stephen had to be right…
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Darrell's eyes shot up as he heard the painful scream.
'Oh dear god, what is Stephen doing to that poor kid?' He asked himself sadly. After Stephen explained to Darrell that he planned on holding Duo here, the young man felt a bit reluctant to the idea at first. But Stephen had persuaded – or rather, threatened Darrell until he complied. He had to admit, that he was afraid of Stephen – having known him since childhood, he knew he was capable of unspeakable brutality. He just wished he could help that young boy somehow.
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Fortunately, Darrell was not the only one who heard Duo's scream. The landlady living in the apartment directly below Darrell's, also had heard it. Curious, she decided to go upstairs and find out what was going on…
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"Heero, sit down. Pacing will not solve the problem." Quatre said firmly. Earlier that day, he had gotten a call from Wufei, explaining the situation. The blond hurried over, only to find an unusually agitated Heero – something he had never seen before in the normally stoic pilot. It was natural of course; the person he loved had turned up missing.
"What am I supposed to do, Quatre?" Heero shot back angrily. "I don't know where the hell Duo is! His boss said he didn't show up for work. Oh god…where can he be?" He fell back in a chair, feeling completely helpless – a emotion he didn't like at all.
"Heero, it's been 24 hours, right? You could file a missing person report at the police station." Quatre suggested.
Heero looked hopeful. "Will you come with me, Quatre?"
"Of course." The blond replied. He glanced over at Wufei. "Are you coming?"
The Chinese boy shook his head. "No, I'll stay here."
Quatre nodded, and allowed Heero to pull him out the door.
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Duo glanced over at the form next to him. The man was slumbering soundly, and Duo sighed. Carefully, he pulled himself out of the bed, and despite his injuries, limped over to the adjoining bathroom. Once in, he braced himself against the counter and quietly shut the door. Turning on a light, he gazed at himself in a full-length mirror behind the door. He gaped at the reflection. His hair was tangled and matted with blood His face was badly bruised, and his bottom lip was torn open. His torso was a mixture of blue and purple. And then there was his chest – the name carved above his heart. He traced letters encrusted with dry blood and felt his violet eyes flood with tears. Stephen had truly carved his name, thus physically marking him.
Duo felt weak. He loved Heero, but now, there was no way Heero would take him back – not now – not after Stephen had done this. How could he have been so weak? He was a gundam pilot!
Duo's knees gave out. He fell to the ground and curled up tightly. All the dreams Heero and he had planned for the future were gone – shattered by his own weakness.
"Heero…I-I love you…" he whispered quietly. He rocked himself on the cold, tiled floor, realizing that his love for Heero meant nothing. He sobbed quietly, until he cried himself to sleep.
~~End of Chapter Four~~
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I've completed chapter four!!! I can't believe it!!! This was the part I've really been struggling with, so I should be able to finish the rest of the fic without anymore problems *hopefully* Anyway, sorry if this chapter wasn't very good, but I just couldn't think of what to write. So, with that in mind, I'd appreciate any comments – but please be kind! ~Star Kindler
