Dimensional Warfare : Dragonfly
by: Trio and Elf
rated: R, Lime
finished: 2001
Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, or The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. We are only using the characters to devise out own special tale of lore. So don't sue us, we're both poor.
C and C: To send the authors comments you can e-mail us at LetheNanashi@cs.com and Slaybrat@aye.net Trio's email is the first, Elf's is the second.
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Author Notes: I couldn't decide if this was lime or lemon, so I choose lime since it isn't that bad.
Chapter Sixteen
Jennifer blinked at the brightness of the place she was in. It seemed like it had no form or substance, but she could stand with ease here. She was a bit confused about that. She called out, "Hello, anyone there!"
She looked around then looked down. She was wearing her black flight suit, which was strange because she was wearing a night gown when she was drug here. Wherever here was. She sighed and started to walk around.
"So, you're here," a childish female voice said behind her.
Jennifer spun around to see a young girl with long raven hair, pale skin, and gray eyes. As she watched, the eyes turned a brilliant, emerald green then to a soft brown. She was dressed in a pair of overalls and a pink turtle neck. She looked for all the world to be a harmless child. Jennifer knew different.
She asked, "Are you the one that killed me or are you the one who watched?"
The little girl giggled and said, "You'd be almost as much fun as Lady Athene to play with."
"Where is Athene?" she demanded, "And who the hell are you?"
The little girl bowed and answered, "I am Lilith, one of the Destiny Goddesses. And as for Athene, why don't I show you?"
"Yeah, you do that, kid," Jennifer snapped, hoping to offend the little bitch as much as she could. Lilith smiled and held out her hand. Jennifer took it as the goddess led her down a corridor. At a distance, she saw something large, like a cross of some sort.
As they approached, she realized it indeed, was a cross. And crucified there was Athene. "Oh, my God," the young med. student cried out as she raced over to the huge cross.
Athene's honey brown hair hang lankly in her face and she had blood dripping all over her body. Jennifer managed to climb on the cross to take her pulse. Her heart was beating, but very slowly. She grimaced when she noticed all the cuts, bruises, impact wounds, and things thicker than blood caked on her body. She hissed, "What the fuck did you do to her?"
"We only had a little fun, but she's too weak right now. Can you help her?" Lilith asked, pouting. She played with a lock of raven hair as her eyes changed to a deep purple. Jennifer was reminded of Hotaru when she looked at her.
Then that brought her to Duo. She clinched her eyes shut and sighed, hanging onto the cross. She looked up and sighed. She needed to save Athene, for Quatre. She shouted, "Get her the hell off this cross and I'll show you what I can do for her, bitch!"
"My, what language," a mirror of Lilith's voice said. Jennifer looked over and saw a girl that looked exactly like Lilith, except she had white hair and was dressed in a school girl uniform. One of those Japanese sailor uniforms that had a long blue skirt that swished as she moved. "I'm Nara, welcome Miss Darkfall."
"Get her the fuck off of this cross now or she'll die!" Jennifer stormed as she scrambled off of the cross. She stalked all of the way over to the little girl and slapped her. She was that angry. Besides, Nara and Lilith were not children. They were not even in human.
Suddenly, the cross disappeared and Athene crashed to the ground. Jennifer ran over to her and looked her over. If she had the right equipment, then she could do something, but all she had was a freaking flight suit. She didn't even have her Glock 17 with her. She cursed softly as she looked Athene over.
"You need the right equipment, don't you?" Lilith asked in her singsong voice. Jennifer only nodded as she looked her over. She went on, "Why don't you call on Sailor Saturn to help you?"
"Hotaru?" Jennifer asked sharply.
Nara smiled and said, "Yes, you two have a bond and a fondness for the Shinigami."
"Don't you dare bring Duo into this," she hissed.
Suddenly, a crystal appeared. Jennifer looked up at it and an image appeared. She could clearly make out Duo and Hotaru. Hotaru was almost lying on the ground and Duo was holding her up,as if she had fallen. Stars were shining around the couple. She watched in horror as Duo stroked the raven hair off of Hotaru's face before suddenly backing away as if he had been burned.
Maybe he had. Jennifer bit her lip and clinched her fist to keep herself from crying, but part of her shouted that this was right, that this was good, that they belonged together, if only for a moment. Duo believed in magic, in goodness, and always had a fondness for fairy tales while she had been all ration and science. Maybe Duo had found his soul mate, and it wasn't Jennifer Darkfall.
Hotaru curled her legs up to herself as she watched Duo. Suddenly, he stood up and so did she. They faced each other for a breathless moment before Duo leaned over and kissed her. Jennifer felt a few tears from her eyes and scald her face as she watched. Then, Duo pushed Hotaru away and ran off. Hotaru looked startled and dazed, but the spell was cast and Hotaru Tomoe had already fallen for the Shinigami, and there was nothing Jennifer Darkfall could do.
Then the image changed. Duo was sitting on the balcony in his room, looking from the bed to the garden. He had a bottle of scotch in his hands and another bottle was lying at his side. He gave a wan smile as he looked at the bottle and tipped it to his lips. She watched as he drank the liqueur in one swift swig and laid the bottle down, only to get another one.
She closed her eyes and felt more tears spill down her face. Duo was going to kill himself if they weren't careful. When she opened them, she was surprised to find herself sitting in what looked like a grand hall of a castle.
She was sitting in a very comfortable, if high backed, chair. A fire was in the fire place and rich tapestries of dragons and wolves darted the walls. She looked ahead to see a man about John's age sitting at the head of the table.
He was quite handsome with black hair with a shock of silver streaked through it and eyes the color of pewter. He seemed quite happy to see her there and smiled at her. "I know why Maxwell's fond of her," a cold male voice said behind her. Standing there was a teenage boy with wine-colored hair and blue-gray eyes. She watched as he moved to the older man.
She asked, "Who are you?"
The man answered in a thick Scottish burr, reminding her of John with a quick pang, "Angus Campbell, lass. I doubt that Johnny ever mentioned me, or Robert either."
"No, he didn't," Jennifer answered slowly.
Campbell smiled and said, "Lassie, you have no idea what I'm doing, do you?"
"No," she answered quickly this time.
"I was the leader of the attack on the Sanq Kingdom. Lord Campbell is planning to rule the world," the boy said as he looked at her with emotionless eyes, reminding her of Heero a bit.
Jennifer stood and shouted, "Over my dead body! If I don't stop you, then they will!"
"Dinna flash yourself, lass, I just wanted to see Robert's daughter for myself, and, my dear, you act just like him," Campbell said, his voice thick with disappointment. He looked away and said, "I'll give you to the Wee Ones then. They'll make a fine weapon out of you, lass."
Jennifer charged at the pilot. He looked surprised as she tackled him and took his gun from his holster. She stood up and pointed it. Tears were coming from her eyes as she stood there. She shouted, "Everyone fucking stay away from me!"
Lilith appeared on the table. She swung her legs childishly as she watched. She said, "Yes, we could use you."
Jennifer pulled the safety off. She thought, Hotaru! Can you hear me!
Yes, what is it?
Go find Duo. He's self-destructing.
What about you?
Me? I'm already dead. Jennifer laughed as she placed the gun to the side of her head. She smiled and said, "Damn you all to Hell." With that, she pulled the trigger. After a loud shot, there was nothing but darkness.
******
Hotaru stood up and Amara grabbed her hand. Amara asked, "Where are you going?"
"Duo needs me," she told her.
Michelle asked, "How do you know that?"
"A friend told me. Someone that I killed," Hotaru said sadly as she stepped away from her foster family. Her lips were still tingling from that kiss. She wanted him and that frightened her. The strange part was that he understood her, better than anyone.
She walked around until she saw a light on in what looked like the kitchen. Sitting there was Duo, barely awake. His hair was making an escape from his braid, falling in chestnut tendrils around his gamin features. His violet eyes seemed dull and lifeless. The blond cherub, Quatre,was pouring Duo a cup of coffee.
She walked into the kitchen. "Duo," she called out softly. Duo looked up at her with the face of a startled dear. She moved closer and swallowed. Quatre looked at them both and he seemed confused.
"Get away from me," Duo hissed at her.
Hotaru moved closer and replied, "I won't. I promised a friend that I would take care of you."
"Jennifer told you to take care of me?" Duo asked dully.
Hotaru nodded and felt tears filling her eyes. She knew that Jennifer Darkfall was dead. She felt her die in her mind after her last words. Quatre asked, "Do you know where she is?"
Hotaru shook her head as she felt tears escape her eyes. She whispered, "No, I don't."
"Is she still . . ." Quatre began.
Duo cut him off, "Could you leave us alone for a second?"
"Sure . . ." Quatre began in a confused voice. He left the room, leaving them alone. The tension level rose as Hotaru started to cry softly.
Duo started to cry as well. It was great, lost, gulping sobs. She knew that Duo was hating every moment of it. That he hated to cry. To do anything that showed weakness. "It's all my fault that she's dead," he sobbed.
"No, it's not yours, Shinigami. Never yours. It was theirs," Hotaru whispered fiercely as she wrapped his arms around him. He didn't resist her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.
She stroked his head as he sobbed quietly into her shoulder. She murmured soothing words into his ear like it was second nature as she held him. He stilled in her arms and looked up at her. She smelled liquor all over him as she looked at him. He reeked of the stuff.
"I feel like I'm going to throw up," Duo confessed in a slurred voice.
Hotaru studied his rumpled clothing, hair, and the bags under his eyes. She replied, "I wouldn't be surprised. How much did you drink anyway?"
"God, that's a good question," he managed with a shaky laughed.
Hotaru said, "You could have killed yourself."
"Maybe that was the point," he snapped at her.
She looked into his angry violet eyes and shook her head. She reached out with both her hands and her mind. She gasped at the overwhelming sense of him. There was so much death and destruction rooted into him. It surrounded him like a shroud, protecting him, but destroying everything he touched. She saw a burning church, a dead priest and a dying nun forever burned into his mind. She saw a teenage boy with tousled dark hair and dark blue eyes with blood dripping down from his tethered limbs. A slight blond girl with the face of an angel facing him,smiling softly, her dark- green eyes sparkling. A tiny, pixie like girl with close-cropped black hair and huge blue eyes. A horde of demonic machines closing in, wanting to destroy him. The hard face of a military officer smiling as his subordinates beat him into a bloody pulp.
Then she realized he could see into her as well. She could see her father weeping for her lifeless body. She felt Mistress Nine's presence all around her again. She saw Rini's smiling face as she held up the Queen of Hearts and her own voice as she said, "Rini, the cards of love always get away from me."
Rini's reply was, "Oh, Hotaru, don't say that. You'll find someone to love you eventually."
"Are you a witch?" Duo asked softly. Hotaru looked at him. Her pale fingers contrasted with his tanned face. She softly caressed his cheeks and ran her fingers under his long, chestnut bangs. She wondered what he would look like with the hair down.
She shook her head and answered, "No."
Suddenly, Duo's face turned a greenish shade. He stood up abruptly and ran from the room. Hotaru followed him, again, somehow managing to keep up. He ran into a room and the door shut behind him. She heard the distinct sounds of someone retching in the room.
She opened up the door to hear the toilet flush and to see Duo resting his sweaty head against the cool bowl. His arms were trembling as he took deep gulps of air. Hotaru looked at her pale reflection in the mirror as she saw a glass on the sink. She walked over to the sink, picked up the glass, and filled it with water.
She sat down beside Duo and gave him the glass. He looked at her with feverish violet eyes. He took a swig of water, gargled it, and spat it out. He repeated the process before he gulped the water down. He coughed and said, "I feel like shit."
"I'm not surprised with all the alcohol you drank," Hotaru replied as she stroked his hair off of his clammy face.
Duo looked at her and asked, "So, Jen told you to watch over me?"
"Yes, she did. It was her last request," Hotaru told her sadly. She could still hear the stern, stubborn plea as Jennifer threw herself to death.
Duo asked, "Is she . . . I mean . . ." His eyes welled up again. Then he managed, "Damn it, I'm only sixteen, I'm too young for this shit."
Hotaru could only watch him and empathize with him. He sighed and collapsed on himself. He asked, "She's dead, isn't she?"
"Yes," she answered quietly. He turned to face her with those huge eyes of his. He slumped over to her and cried softly. She rocked him as he did and smoothed his silky hair. Finally, she wrapped her arms around him and held him. His body was warm and solid against hers, a comforting weight. After a while, he quieted. She still sat there, holding him, enjoying the feel of his body against hers. She whispered, "Duo." There was no answer. She smiled softly to find that he had fallen asleep on her.
******
Trowa watched as the rock skipped the pond all the way to the other side. He had no idea what to do or what to say. He was excellent in a combat situation, but something like this, like what Quatre and Duo were going through, he was lost. Wufei had locked himself up to meditate and train while Heero and Zechs took turns taking watch over the Sanq Kingdom.
"Penny for your thoughts, Trowa," Lita said behind him.
Trowa turned around to see the Amazon behind him. He smiled faintly and gestured for her to join him. She did, blushing all the while. Trowa enjoyed the idea that she blushed because of him for some reason. He asked, "How are you?"
"We have a clue on how to get Athene back," Lita said as she knelt down and picked up a flat stone. She threw it, sending it skipping against the pond. She smiled when it reached the other side.
Trowa asked, "Anyway I can help?"
"Ummm, not that I can think of," she managed, blushing again.
Trowa faced her and reached out and touched her cheek. Her skin warmed under his touched as it turned a brighter shade of red. He asked, "Why are you blushing?"
"Because I like you," she stammered.
He smiled and she smiled as well. She said, "You have a pretty smile, Trowa. You should show it off more."
He removed his hand and turned back to the water. The words reminded him something that Catherine had said to him. He then looked back at her. The moonlight caught her dark auburn hair, sending dark highlights through it. Her dark eyes sparkled as she looked at him with her flushed face. All and all, she painted a pretty picture.
He was attracted to her. She was strong and tough, yet gentle and kind. That was a rare combination. There was the problem that she didn't belong here though. Soon, they would defeat the Destiny Goddesses and head home. It was inevitable.
For some reason, that pained Trowa.
"What's wrong, Trowa?" Lita asked, taking a step closer. He realized that they were almost the same height, with him only being a little taller.
He answered, "Nothing." He kept his face impassive as ever. Nothing got passed that emotionless mask that he hid beneath his hair. She moved closer and suddenly their bodies were touching.
Instinctively, he jerked back. He cleared his throat and said, "I'd better go find Heero." He started to go. Then, he felt a strong hand clamp around his arm. He turned around to see Lita holding him back.
"Why are you running?" Lita asked him, her eyes large and pleading.
He looked back at her and thought, Because I don't want to get close when I know that you'll eventually leave. He gently removed her hand and said, "Never mind. You don't want to be around me."
"Why not?" she asked as she faced him.
Trowa answered, "Because I'm a soldier. That's why, Lita."
"I don't care. I'm one too. Sailor Jupiter," Lita replied, her voice intense.
Trowa sighed and said, "It's not the same, Lita. You've never killed a person before."
"Have you?" Lita asked fiercely.
Trowa's smile was cold and distant. He answered, "I've lost count of how many I've murdered, Lita."
"I don't believe that," Lita said fiercely, shaking her head.
Trowa started to move away from her. He replied, "All I'm good for is killing, Lita." The words cut his tongue and throat to say them. It hurt to admit that. He tried to tell himself that wasn't true, that he could go live with Cathy, but he disbelieved it now. He started to walk away again.
Lita grabbed him and spun him around. "Damn it! Trowa, you don't believe that. I don't believe that." Trowa was about to tell her differently, but she shut his mouth with her own.
The kiss started out awkward because Trowa was confused. Then he realized that her lips were warm and soft against his. Her fingers were combing through his hair as her lips moved carefully against his. He wrapped one arm around her waist then placed his other hand at the back of her head. The kiss was warm and sweet.
She'll be gone soon, just like Midi, a harsh voice said in his head. He jerked away and apologized, "I'm sorry about taking advantage of you like that."
"Trowa, don't you get it? I was the one who kissed you," Lita replied.
Trowa told her, "You'll be gone soon. It could be a matter of weeks, months, or even years, or it could be tomorrow, but you'll go away. And we'll never see each other again, Lita. Don't you get it?"
"Why do you push everyone away, Trowa?" Lita snapped at him. Her green eyes were wide and dark with emotion.
Trowa turned away from her and answered, "So no one gets hurt." He tried to ignore her as he walked away, but he couldn't get her out of his mind. Even in the gym, on the bars, he couldn't get her out of his head.
******
Relena sighed. At least Link's people were well. She sat at her table, massaging her temples. Her head throbbed. She had peace talks to get to in a matter of days and she had to deal with all of this madness. "Relena, are you all right?" Milliardo's voice called to her from the opening of the study.
"I'll be fine brother," she lied to him, keeping her eyes closed.
Zechs replied, "You're lying, sister."
Relena was about to open her mouth and say something before she felt nimble fingertips against her temples. She sighed and relaxed in the light caress. She asked, "Where did you learn to do this, brother?"
"I have a vast knowledge of anatomy," Heero's voice said from behind her.
She gave a startled cry and spun around. Heero was facing her with those serious eyes of his. Those beautiful dark blue eyes of his. She looked around, but Zechs was gone. Relena asked,"How did you get in here?"
"I followed Zechs," he answered matter-of-factly. He continued, "You looked lonely."
She swallowed as she looked up at him. Then he added, "I wanted to make sure that you were okay."
She could hear his unspoken thoughts, I was worried and afraid.
She asked, "What's been happening?"
"Jennifer has disappeared. Athene has as well. Two forces known as 'Destiny Goddesses' are doing all of this. About the mobile suit attack, I have no idea. Zechs and I are still trying to figure that out as well," Heero answered, "And Malon is awake."
Relena asked, "What is a Destiny Goddess?"
"I don't know," Heero asked as he stood up. He reached out and squeezed her hand, almost as if he was checking to see if she was real. He said, "I'll have a body guard posted soon. We can't have anything happening to you." With that, he turned to leave.
"Heero, wait," Relena called out to him.
He turned around and looked her over. Without a word, he walked over to her and sat beside her. He said, "I won't let anything happen to you."
Relena smiled softly and said, "Thank you."
******
Duo woke up to find himself pillowed by a warm, slim body. A warm, slim, female body. He opened his eyes to find Hotaru sleeping soundly underneath him, his head resting on her chest and one hand cupping one of her breasts. He licked his suddenly dry lips and looked down. They were both fully clothed, so he didn't think anything had happened . . . Then he remembered what had happened. Like an idiot, he had drunk himself into a stupor, and he started throwing up after he had found out the truth. Jennifer was dead.
And that hurt, a lot. It was like a knife twisting into his side, but part of him was saying that he would recover from this. That he would love again.
Hotaru sighed and turned around. Her body pressed into his as her arms wrapped around his neck. He swallowed as he gently held her. Damn, she felt good. He felt his body started to harden and react to hers as they laid together.
Her eyes fluttered open as she watched him. Immediately, he withdrew his hand and tried to scramble away. God, what was wrong with him?
Sure, she was pretty, and perhaps understood him better than anyone, but what the hell was he doing? She looked at him with those wide, dark violet eyes framed by thick, sooty lashes. He swallowed as he looked at her pale hand against the blackness of his shirt.
She made no move to push him off. Groaning, he moved closer and brought her lips to hers in a kiss. He couldn't explain the need, the rush between them, but it was there. She felt it too. Her hands were in his braid, unraveling it, letting the hair fall around them in a silken cloud. He moaned as her nimble fingers massaged his head and combed through his hair.
He ran his fingers under the black turtleneck that she wore, reaching up to the bra she was wearing. He searched for the clasp and was delighted to find it in the front and instead of the back. He pulled away long enough to rid her of the cumbersome shirt and bra. Then he continued to kiss her.
He moved his hands down, lightly teasing her nipples. She made a tiny keening cry and arched toward his skillful hands. He smiled in male satisfaction against her lips as he ran his fingers lower. She giggled as he tickled her sides. He kissed her, running his tongue over her mouth.
He lifted the black skirt that she was wearing and carefully slid a hand into her panties. She gave a slight cry and tried to close her legs. He continued to kiss her until she relaxed once more. He then slid one finger inside of her.
She was hot and wet. She gasped for air and he hushed her. He kissed her slowly and softly as he parted her soft folds. She cried out when his finger hit her sensitive bundle of nerves. He caught her cry with his mouth as he continued to stroke her wetness.
He maneuvered his fingers so that he could slide inside of her and keep stroking her with the pad of this thumb. She was hot and tight around his finger, making tiny mewing sounds as he worked his way in and out of her. He couldn't wait until he thrust himself into her, finding solitude in her.
He quickened his pace and dove his fingers a little deeper. Then he felt them hit something as he kept stroking her with his thumb. He froze when he realized that he was touching the barrier of her virginity.
He kept stroking her until she thrust wildly against his fingers, making soft, panting cries. He moved faster and she cried out. Her body pulsed around him, tightening around his fingers almost painfully. He pulled his wet fingers out of her and looked down at her.
Her ivory face was flushed from satisfaction as her heavy lidded eyes looked up at him. Hell,she was a virgin, even more virginal than Jennifer. Sure, it had been painful for her as well, but her barrier was almost non- existent as he first entered her. Physical activity had taken care of that, but this little one beneath him, still panting from release, was as chaste and innocent as a nun.
It was enough to have him scramble off of her and move away. Every part of him screamed to go back and finish what he started, but he couldn't. No matter how much he craved it because it was wrong.
"Duo?" she breathed, "What's wrong?" She sat up and looked him over with her deep violet eyes. He looked down at his hand, glistening from her juices and looked away. What sort of demon was he? Why did it feel so right though? Why did they want each other that much?
Duo gave a strangled cry as he ran out of the room, his body still aching from unfulfilled need.
******
Lilith smiled at the floating blond body in front of her. Jennifer Darkfall's corpse was going to make a very useful servant. Already, the side of her head was healed and whole again. They had changed her body suit into a set of armor. After all, it would be fun to see them fight against their dead friend.
Lilith asked, "So, do you want to kill them?"
Jennifer Darkfall's soulless eyes looked at her. Then, the pale face smiled. The laugh that echoed through the chamber was inhuman, demonic. It made Lilith smile.
******
Hotaru had managed to gather up her clothing and walk out of the bedroom with some of her dignity in tact. She couldn't believe how close they had been and what he had done to her. She blushed in memory as she remembered his fingers inside of her, building her body to something she couldn't even comprehend, much less compare. It was wonderful though.
My first orgasm, she thought with a blush as she walked back to Amara and Michelle's chamber. They were probably worried sick about her and would be horrified to find out what had happened. She was wondering to tell them or not. She chewed on her lip as she walked to the chamber.
"Where are you going, woman?" a harsh, male voice said behind her.
Hotaru spun around to see a Chinese teenager staring at her with harsh, sloe eyes. She asked,"What are you talking about?"
"You just came from Duo's room. What do you think I'm talking about, onna?" he sneered at her.
Hotaru licked her lips as she faced him. She answered, "Duo passed out last night and fell asleep on me. I didn't want to wake him up."
"You don't even know him, so why would you care for him?" he hissed at her. Hotaru backed up. There was something frightening in his intensity as he looked at her. He hissed, "And what happened to Athene?"
Hotaru swallowed and managed, "She was taken by the Destiny Goddesses. We're trying to figure something out. That's all."
"Humph, little one. Do you have a name?" he asked her.
Hotaru whispered, "Hotaru, Hotaru Tomoe."
"I'm Chang Wufei, and just because you are a dragonfly doesn't mean I won't swat you," with that, he left.
Hotaru made a slight croaking sound before she pressed herself to the wall. She felt familiar arms wrap around her and she turned around to see Amara standing there. She hissed, "I don't like that boy, at all."
Amara smoothed Hotaru's hair out of her eyes and looked her over. She asked, "What happened last night?"
"I can't explain it," Hotaru murmured as she pressed herself in her foster mother's care. Amara stroked her hair as she held her. She said, "I don't know, but Duo Maxwell understands me. He understands what I can do and what I do. Don't ask me how though."
"Death, destruction, and rebirth. Why did you have to find your soul mate on this world?"Amara asked with a sad smile.
Hotaru shook her head as she was held. She couldn't explain it herself, and that bothered her. And she couldn't explain her actions to Duo Maxwell. Not to herself, and certainly not to Amara.
******
Duo Maxwell was slumped in an ungraceful hump in the shower. Water beaded off his spent body as he lay there, rinsing off any trace left. He was shaking from fear and release. God, what had he almost done? What was he doing? Jennifer hadn't been dead for 48 hours yet and he almost fucked a girl two years younger than he was that he barely knew. That, for all intents and purposes, was responsible for Jennifer's death. So, what the hell was he doing?
And what was making him do this?
by: Trio and Elf
rated: R, Lime
finished: 2001
Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, or The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. We are only using the characters to devise out own special tale of lore. So don't sue us, we're both poor.
C and C: To send the authors comments you can e-mail us at LetheNanashi@cs.com and Slaybrat@aye.net Trio's email is the first, Elf's is the second.
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Author Notes: I couldn't decide if this was lime or lemon, so I choose lime since it isn't that bad.
Chapter Sixteen
Jennifer blinked at the brightness of the place she was in. It seemed like it had no form or substance, but she could stand with ease here. She was a bit confused about that. She called out, "Hello, anyone there!"
She looked around then looked down. She was wearing her black flight suit, which was strange because she was wearing a night gown when she was drug here. Wherever here was. She sighed and started to walk around.
"So, you're here," a childish female voice said behind her.
Jennifer spun around to see a young girl with long raven hair, pale skin, and gray eyes. As she watched, the eyes turned a brilliant, emerald green then to a soft brown. She was dressed in a pair of overalls and a pink turtle neck. She looked for all the world to be a harmless child. Jennifer knew different.
She asked, "Are you the one that killed me or are you the one who watched?"
The little girl giggled and said, "You'd be almost as much fun as Lady Athene to play with."
"Where is Athene?" she demanded, "And who the hell are you?"
The little girl bowed and answered, "I am Lilith, one of the Destiny Goddesses. And as for Athene, why don't I show you?"
"Yeah, you do that, kid," Jennifer snapped, hoping to offend the little bitch as much as she could. Lilith smiled and held out her hand. Jennifer took it as the goddess led her down a corridor. At a distance, she saw something large, like a cross of some sort.
As they approached, she realized it indeed, was a cross. And crucified there was Athene. "Oh, my God," the young med. student cried out as she raced over to the huge cross.
Athene's honey brown hair hang lankly in her face and she had blood dripping all over her body. Jennifer managed to climb on the cross to take her pulse. Her heart was beating, but very slowly. She grimaced when she noticed all the cuts, bruises, impact wounds, and things thicker than blood caked on her body. She hissed, "What the fuck did you do to her?"
"We only had a little fun, but she's too weak right now. Can you help her?" Lilith asked, pouting. She played with a lock of raven hair as her eyes changed to a deep purple. Jennifer was reminded of Hotaru when she looked at her.
Then that brought her to Duo. She clinched her eyes shut and sighed, hanging onto the cross. She looked up and sighed. She needed to save Athene, for Quatre. She shouted, "Get her the hell off this cross and I'll show you what I can do for her, bitch!"
"My, what language," a mirror of Lilith's voice said. Jennifer looked over and saw a girl that looked exactly like Lilith, except she had white hair and was dressed in a school girl uniform. One of those Japanese sailor uniforms that had a long blue skirt that swished as she moved. "I'm Nara, welcome Miss Darkfall."
"Get her the fuck off of this cross now or she'll die!" Jennifer stormed as she scrambled off of the cross. She stalked all of the way over to the little girl and slapped her. She was that angry. Besides, Nara and Lilith were not children. They were not even in human.
Suddenly, the cross disappeared and Athene crashed to the ground. Jennifer ran over to her and looked her over. If she had the right equipment, then she could do something, but all she had was a freaking flight suit. She didn't even have her Glock 17 with her. She cursed softly as she looked Athene over.
"You need the right equipment, don't you?" Lilith asked in her singsong voice. Jennifer only nodded as she looked her over. She went on, "Why don't you call on Sailor Saturn to help you?"
"Hotaru?" Jennifer asked sharply.
Nara smiled and said, "Yes, you two have a bond and a fondness for the Shinigami."
"Don't you dare bring Duo into this," she hissed.
Suddenly, a crystal appeared. Jennifer looked up at it and an image appeared. She could clearly make out Duo and Hotaru. Hotaru was almost lying on the ground and Duo was holding her up,as if she had fallen. Stars were shining around the couple. She watched in horror as Duo stroked the raven hair off of Hotaru's face before suddenly backing away as if he had been burned.
Maybe he had. Jennifer bit her lip and clinched her fist to keep herself from crying, but part of her shouted that this was right, that this was good, that they belonged together, if only for a moment. Duo believed in magic, in goodness, and always had a fondness for fairy tales while she had been all ration and science. Maybe Duo had found his soul mate, and it wasn't Jennifer Darkfall.
Hotaru curled her legs up to herself as she watched Duo. Suddenly, he stood up and so did she. They faced each other for a breathless moment before Duo leaned over and kissed her. Jennifer felt a few tears from her eyes and scald her face as she watched. Then, Duo pushed Hotaru away and ran off. Hotaru looked startled and dazed, but the spell was cast and Hotaru Tomoe had already fallen for the Shinigami, and there was nothing Jennifer Darkfall could do.
Then the image changed. Duo was sitting on the balcony in his room, looking from the bed to the garden. He had a bottle of scotch in his hands and another bottle was lying at his side. He gave a wan smile as he looked at the bottle and tipped it to his lips. She watched as he drank the liqueur in one swift swig and laid the bottle down, only to get another one.
She closed her eyes and felt more tears spill down her face. Duo was going to kill himself if they weren't careful. When she opened them, she was surprised to find herself sitting in what looked like a grand hall of a castle.
She was sitting in a very comfortable, if high backed, chair. A fire was in the fire place and rich tapestries of dragons and wolves darted the walls. She looked ahead to see a man about John's age sitting at the head of the table.
He was quite handsome with black hair with a shock of silver streaked through it and eyes the color of pewter. He seemed quite happy to see her there and smiled at her. "I know why Maxwell's fond of her," a cold male voice said behind her. Standing there was a teenage boy with wine-colored hair and blue-gray eyes. She watched as he moved to the older man.
She asked, "Who are you?"
The man answered in a thick Scottish burr, reminding her of John with a quick pang, "Angus Campbell, lass. I doubt that Johnny ever mentioned me, or Robert either."
"No, he didn't," Jennifer answered slowly.
Campbell smiled and said, "Lassie, you have no idea what I'm doing, do you?"
"No," she answered quickly this time.
"I was the leader of the attack on the Sanq Kingdom. Lord Campbell is planning to rule the world," the boy said as he looked at her with emotionless eyes, reminding her of Heero a bit.
Jennifer stood and shouted, "Over my dead body! If I don't stop you, then they will!"
"Dinna flash yourself, lass, I just wanted to see Robert's daughter for myself, and, my dear, you act just like him," Campbell said, his voice thick with disappointment. He looked away and said, "I'll give you to the Wee Ones then. They'll make a fine weapon out of you, lass."
Jennifer charged at the pilot. He looked surprised as she tackled him and took his gun from his holster. She stood up and pointed it. Tears were coming from her eyes as she stood there. She shouted, "Everyone fucking stay away from me!"
Lilith appeared on the table. She swung her legs childishly as she watched. She said, "Yes, we could use you."
Jennifer pulled the safety off. She thought, Hotaru! Can you hear me!
Yes, what is it?
Go find Duo. He's self-destructing.
What about you?
Me? I'm already dead. Jennifer laughed as she placed the gun to the side of her head. She smiled and said, "Damn you all to Hell." With that, she pulled the trigger. After a loud shot, there was nothing but darkness.
******
Hotaru stood up and Amara grabbed her hand. Amara asked, "Where are you going?"
"Duo needs me," she told her.
Michelle asked, "How do you know that?"
"A friend told me. Someone that I killed," Hotaru said sadly as she stepped away from her foster family. Her lips were still tingling from that kiss. She wanted him and that frightened her. The strange part was that he understood her, better than anyone.
She walked around until she saw a light on in what looked like the kitchen. Sitting there was Duo, barely awake. His hair was making an escape from his braid, falling in chestnut tendrils around his gamin features. His violet eyes seemed dull and lifeless. The blond cherub, Quatre,was pouring Duo a cup of coffee.
She walked into the kitchen. "Duo," she called out softly. Duo looked up at her with the face of a startled dear. She moved closer and swallowed. Quatre looked at them both and he seemed confused.
"Get away from me," Duo hissed at her.
Hotaru moved closer and replied, "I won't. I promised a friend that I would take care of you."
"Jennifer told you to take care of me?" Duo asked dully.
Hotaru nodded and felt tears filling her eyes. She knew that Jennifer Darkfall was dead. She felt her die in her mind after her last words. Quatre asked, "Do you know where she is?"
Hotaru shook her head as she felt tears escape her eyes. She whispered, "No, I don't."
"Is she still . . ." Quatre began.
Duo cut him off, "Could you leave us alone for a second?"
"Sure . . ." Quatre began in a confused voice. He left the room, leaving them alone. The tension level rose as Hotaru started to cry softly.
Duo started to cry as well. It was great, lost, gulping sobs. She knew that Duo was hating every moment of it. That he hated to cry. To do anything that showed weakness. "It's all my fault that she's dead," he sobbed.
"No, it's not yours, Shinigami. Never yours. It was theirs," Hotaru whispered fiercely as she wrapped his arms around him. He didn't resist her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.
She stroked his head as he sobbed quietly into her shoulder. She murmured soothing words into his ear like it was second nature as she held him. He stilled in her arms and looked up at her. She smelled liquor all over him as she looked at him. He reeked of the stuff.
"I feel like I'm going to throw up," Duo confessed in a slurred voice.
Hotaru studied his rumpled clothing, hair, and the bags under his eyes. She replied, "I wouldn't be surprised. How much did you drink anyway?"
"God, that's a good question," he managed with a shaky laughed.
Hotaru said, "You could have killed yourself."
"Maybe that was the point," he snapped at her.
She looked into his angry violet eyes and shook her head. She reached out with both her hands and her mind. She gasped at the overwhelming sense of him. There was so much death and destruction rooted into him. It surrounded him like a shroud, protecting him, but destroying everything he touched. She saw a burning church, a dead priest and a dying nun forever burned into his mind. She saw a teenage boy with tousled dark hair and dark blue eyes with blood dripping down from his tethered limbs. A slight blond girl with the face of an angel facing him,smiling softly, her dark- green eyes sparkling. A tiny, pixie like girl with close-cropped black hair and huge blue eyes. A horde of demonic machines closing in, wanting to destroy him. The hard face of a military officer smiling as his subordinates beat him into a bloody pulp.
Then she realized he could see into her as well. She could see her father weeping for her lifeless body. She felt Mistress Nine's presence all around her again. She saw Rini's smiling face as she held up the Queen of Hearts and her own voice as she said, "Rini, the cards of love always get away from me."
Rini's reply was, "Oh, Hotaru, don't say that. You'll find someone to love you eventually."
"Are you a witch?" Duo asked softly. Hotaru looked at him. Her pale fingers contrasted with his tanned face. She softly caressed his cheeks and ran her fingers under his long, chestnut bangs. She wondered what he would look like with the hair down.
She shook her head and answered, "No."
Suddenly, Duo's face turned a greenish shade. He stood up abruptly and ran from the room. Hotaru followed him, again, somehow managing to keep up. He ran into a room and the door shut behind him. She heard the distinct sounds of someone retching in the room.
She opened up the door to hear the toilet flush and to see Duo resting his sweaty head against the cool bowl. His arms were trembling as he took deep gulps of air. Hotaru looked at her pale reflection in the mirror as she saw a glass on the sink. She walked over to the sink, picked up the glass, and filled it with water.
She sat down beside Duo and gave him the glass. He looked at her with feverish violet eyes. He took a swig of water, gargled it, and spat it out. He repeated the process before he gulped the water down. He coughed and said, "I feel like shit."
"I'm not surprised with all the alcohol you drank," Hotaru replied as she stroked his hair off of his clammy face.
Duo looked at her and asked, "So, Jen told you to watch over me?"
"Yes, she did. It was her last request," Hotaru told her sadly. She could still hear the stern, stubborn plea as Jennifer threw herself to death.
Duo asked, "Is she . . . I mean . . ." His eyes welled up again. Then he managed, "Damn it, I'm only sixteen, I'm too young for this shit."
Hotaru could only watch him and empathize with him. He sighed and collapsed on himself. He asked, "She's dead, isn't she?"
"Yes," she answered quietly. He turned to face her with those huge eyes of his. He slumped over to her and cried softly. She rocked him as he did and smoothed his silky hair. Finally, she wrapped her arms around him and held him. His body was warm and solid against hers, a comforting weight. After a while, he quieted. She still sat there, holding him, enjoying the feel of his body against hers. She whispered, "Duo." There was no answer. She smiled softly to find that he had fallen asleep on her.
******
Trowa watched as the rock skipped the pond all the way to the other side. He had no idea what to do or what to say. He was excellent in a combat situation, but something like this, like what Quatre and Duo were going through, he was lost. Wufei had locked himself up to meditate and train while Heero and Zechs took turns taking watch over the Sanq Kingdom.
"Penny for your thoughts, Trowa," Lita said behind him.
Trowa turned around to see the Amazon behind him. He smiled faintly and gestured for her to join him. She did, blushing all the while. Trowa enjoyed the idea that she blushed because of him for some reason. He asked, "How are you?"
"We have a clue on how to get Athene back," Lita said as she knelt down and picked up a flat stone. She threw it, sending it skipping against the pond. She smiled when it reached the other side.
Trowa asked, "Anyway I can help?"
"Ummm, not that I can think of," she managed, blushing again.
Trowa faced her and reached out and touched her cheek. Her skin warmed under his touched as it turned a brighter shade of red. He asked, "Why are you blushing?"
"Because I like you," she stammered.
He smiled and she smiled as well. She said, "You have a pretty smile, Trowa. You should show it off more."
He removed his hand and turned back to the water. The words reminded him something that Catherine had said to him. He then looked back at her. The moonlight caught her dark auburn hair, sending dark highlights through it. Her dark eyes sparkled as she looked at him with her flushed face. All and all, she painted a pretty picture.
He was attracted to her. She was strong and tough, yet gentle and kind. That was a rare combination. There was the problem that she didn't belong here though. Soon, they would defeat the Destiny Goddesses and head home. It was inevitable.
For some reason, that pained Trowa.
"What's wrong, Trowa?" Lita asked, taking a step closer. He realized that they were almost the same height, with him only being a little taller.
He answered, "Nothing." He kept his face impassive as ever. Nothing got passed that emotionless mask that he hid beneath his hair. She moved closer and suddenly their bodies were touching.
Instinctively, he jerked back. He cleared his throat and said, "I'd better go find Heero." He started to go. Then, he felt a strong hand clamp around his arm. He turned around to see Lita holding him back.
"Why are you running?" Lita asked him, her eyes large and pleading.
He looked back at her and thought, Because I don't want to get close when I know that you'll eventually leave. He gently removed her hand and said, "Never mind. You don't want to be around me."
"Why not?" she asked as she faced him.
Trowa answered, "Because I'm a soldier. That's why, Lita."
"I don't care. I'm one too. Sailor Jupiter," Lita replied, her voice intense.
Trowa sighed and said, "It's not the same, Lita. You've never killed a person before."
"Have you?" Lita asked fiercely.
Trowa's smile was cold and distant. He answered, "I've lost count of how many I've murdered, Lita."
"I don't believe that," Lita said fiercely, shaking her head.
Trowa started to move away from her. He replied, "All I'm good for is killing, Lita." The words cut his tongue and throat to say them. It hurt to admit that. He tried to tell himself that wasn't true, that he could go live with Cathy, but he disbelieved it now. He started to walk away again.
Lita grabbed him and spun him around. "Damn it! Trowa, you don't believe that. I don't believe that." Trowa was about to tell her differently, but she shut his mouth with her own.
The kiss started out awkward because Trowa was confused. Then he realized that her lips were warm and soft against his. Her fingers were combing through his hair as her lips moved carefully against his. He wrapped one arm around her waist then placed his other hand at the back of her head. The kiss was warm and sweet.
She'll be gone soon, just like Midi, a harsh voice said in his head. He jerked away and apologized, "I'm sorry about taking advantage of you like that."
"Trowa, don't you get it? I was the one who kissed you," Lita replied.
Trowa told her, "You'll be gone soon. It could be a matter of weeks, months, or even years, or it could be tomorrow, but you'll go away. And we'll never see each other again, Lita. Don't you get it?"
"Why do you push everyone away, Trowa?" Lita snapped at him. Her green eyes were wide and dark with emotion.
Trowa turned away from her and answered, "So no one gets hurt." He tried to ignore her as he walked away, but he couldn't get her out of his mind. Even in the gym, on the bars, he couldn't get her out of his head.
******
Relena sighed. At least Link's people were well. She sat at her table, massaging her temples. Her head throbbed. She had peace talks to get to in a matter of days and she had to deal with all of this madness. "Relena, are you all right?" Milliardo's voice called to her from the opening of the study.
"I'll be fine brother," she lied to him, keeping her eyes closed.
Zechs replied, "You're lying, sister."
Relena was about to open her mouth and say something before she felt nimble fingertips against her temples. She sighed and relaxed in the light caress. She asked, "Where did you learn to do this, brother?"
"I have a vast knowledge of anatomy," Heero's voice said from behind her.
She gave a startled cry and spun around. Heero was facing her with those serious eyes of his. Those beautiful dark blue eyes of his. She looked around, but Zechs was gone. Relena asked,"How did you get in here?"
"I followed Zechs," he answered matter-of-factly. He continued, "You looked lonely."
She swallowed as she looked up at him. Then he added, "I wanted to make sure that you were okay."
She could hear his unspoken thoughts, I was worried and afraid.
She asked, "What's been happening?"
"Jennifer has disappeared. Athene has as well. Two forces known as 'Destiny Goddesses' are doing all of this. About the mobile suit attack, I have no idea. Zechs and I are still trying to figure that out as well," Heero answered, "And Malon is awake."
Relena asked, "What is a Destiny Goddess?"
"I don't know," Heero asked as he stood up. He reached out and squeezed her hand, almost as if he was checking to see if she was real. He said, "I'll have a body guard posted soon. We can't have anything happening to you." With that, he turned to leave.
"Heero, wait," Relena called out to him.
He turned around and looked her over. Without a word, he walked over to her and sat beside her. He said, "I won't let anything happen to you."
Relena smiled softly and said, "Thank you."
******
Duo woke up to find himself pillowed by a warm, slim body. A warm, slim, female body. He opened his eyes to find Hotaru sleeping soundly underneath him, his head resting on her chest and one hand cupping one of her breasts. He licked his suddenly dry lips and looked down. They were both fully clothed, so he didn't think anything had happened . . . Then he remembered what had happened. Like an idiot, he had drunk himself into a stupor, and he started throwing up after he had found out the truth. Jennifer was dead.
And that hurt, a lot. It was like a knife twisting into his side, but part of him was saying that he would recover from this. That he would love again.
Hotaru sighed and turned around. Her body pressed into his as her arms wrapped around his neck. He swallowed as he gently held her. Damn, she felt good. He felt his body started to harden and react to hers as they laid together.
Her eyes fluttered open as she watched him. Immediately, he withdrew his hand and tried to scramble away. God, what was wrong with him?
Sure, she was pretty, and perhaps understood him better than anyone, but what the hell was he doing? She looked at him with those wide, dark violet eyes framed by thick, sooty lashes. He swallowed as he looked at her pale hand against the blackness of his shirt.
She made no move to push him off. Groaning, he moved closer and brought her lips to hers in a kiss. He couldn't explain the need, the rush between them, but it was there. She felt it too. Her hands were in his braid, unraveling it, letting the hair fall around them in a silken cloud. He moaned as her nimble fingers massaged his head and combed through his hair.
He ran his fingers under the black turtleneck that she wore, reaching up to the bra she was wearing. He searched for the clasp and was delighted to find it in the front and instead of the back. He pulled away long enough to rid her of the cumbersome shirt and bra. Then he continued to kiss her.
He moved his hands down, lightly teasing her nipples. She made a tiny keening cry and arched toward his skillful hands. He smiled in male satisfaction against her lips as he ran his fingers lower. She giggled as he tickled her sides. He kissed her, running his tongue over her mouth.
He lifted the black skirt that she was wearing and carefully slid a hand into her panties. She gave a slight cry and tried to close her legs. He continued to kiss her until she relaxed once more. He then slid one finger inside of her.
She was hot and wet. She gasped for air and he hushed her. He kissed her slowly and softly as he parted her soft folds. She cried out when his finger hit her sensitive bundle of nerves. He caught her cry with his mouth as he continued to stroke her wetness.
He maneuvered his fingers so that he could slide inside of her and keep stroking her with the pad of this thumb. She was hot and tight around his finger, making tiny mewing sounds as he worked his way in and out of her. He couldn't wait until he thrust himself into her, finding solitude in her.
He quickened his pace and dove his fingers a little deeper. Then he felt them hit something as he kept stroking her with his thumb. He froze when he realized that he was touching the barrier of her virginity.
He kept stroking her until she thrust wildly against his fingers, making soft, panting cries. He moved faster and she cried out. Her body pulsed around him, tightening around his fingers almost painfully. He pulled his wet fingers out of her and looked down at her.
Her ivory face was flushed from satisfaction as her heavy lidded eyes looked up at him. Hell,she was a virgin, even more virginal than Jennifer. Sure, it had been painful for her as well, but her barrier was almost non- existent as he first entered her. Physical activity had taken care of that, but this little one beneath him, still panting from release, was as chaste and innocent as a nun.
It was enough to have him scramble off of her and move away. Every part of him screamed to go back and finish what he started, but he couldn't. No matter how much he craved it because it was wrong.
"Duo?" she breathed, "What's wrong?" She sat up and looked him over with her deep violet eyes. He looked down at his hand, glistening from her juices and looked away. What sort of demon was he? Why did it feel so right though? Why did they want each other that much?
Duo gave a strangled cry as he ran out of the room, his body still aching from unfulfilled need.
******
Lilith smiled at the floating blond body in front of her. Jennifer Darkfall's corpse was going to make a very useful servant. Already, the side of her head was healed and whole again. They had changed her body suit into a set of armor. After all, it would be fun to see them fight against their dead friend.
Lilith asked, "So, do you want to kill them?"
Jennifer Darkfall's soulless eyes looked at her. Then, the pale face smiled. The laugh that echoed through the chamber was inhuman, demonic. It made Lilith smile.
******
Hotaru had managed to gather up her clothing and walk out of the bedroom with some of her dignity in tact. She couldn't believe how close they had been and what he had done to her. She blushed in memory as she remembered his fingers inside of her, building her body to something she couldn't even comprehend, much less compare. It was wonderful though.
My first orgasm, she thought with a blush as she walked back to Amara and Michelle's chamber. They were probably worried sick about her and would be horrified to find out what had happened. She was wondering to tell them or not. She chewed on her lip as she walked to the chamber.
"Where are you going, woman?" a harsh, male voice said behind her.
Hotaru spun around to see a Chinese teenager staring at her with harsh, sloe eyes. She asked,"What are you talking about?"
"You just came from Duo's room. What do you think I'm talking about, onna?" he sneered at her.
Hotaru licked her lips as she faced him. She answered, "Duo passed out last night and fell asleep on me. I didn't want to wake him up."
"You don't even know him, so why would you care for him?" he hissed at her. Hotaru backed up. There was something frightening in his intensity as he looked at her. He hissed, "And what happened to Athene?"
Hotaru swallowed and managed, "She was taken by the Destiny Goddesses. We're trying to figure something out. That's all."
"Humph, little one. Do you have a name?" he asked her.
Hotaru whispered, "Hotaru, Hotaru Tomoe."
"I'm Chang Wufei, and just because you are a dragonfly doesn't mean I won't swat you," with that, he left.
Hotaru made a slight croaking sound before she pressed herself to the wall. She felt familiar arms wrap around her and she turned around to see Amara standing there. She hissed, "I don't like that boy, at all."
Amara smoothed Hotaru's hair out of her eyes and looked her over. She asked, "What happened last night?"
"I can't explain it," Hotaru murmured as she pressed herself in her foster mother's care. Amara stroked her hair as she held her. She said, "I don't know, but Duo Maxwell understands me. He understands what I can do and what I do. Don't ask me how though."
"Death, destruction, and rebirth. Why did you have to find your soul mate on this world?"Amara asked with a sad smile.
Hotaru shook her head as she was held. She couldn't explain it herself, and that bothered her. And she couldn't explain her actions to Duo Maxwell. Not to herself, and certainly not to Amara.
******
Duo Maxwell was slumped in an ungraceful hump in the shower. Water beaded off his spent body as he lay there, rinsing off any trace left. He was shaking from fear and release. God, what had he almost done? What was he doing? Jennifer hadn't been dead for 48 hours yet and he almost fucked a girl two years younger than he was that he barely knew. That, for all intents and purposes, was responsible for Jennifer's death. So, what the hell was he doing?
And what was making him do this?