AN: I'm really not going to apologize for releasing this so late, I really do have too much to do to continue writing this, not to mention I had already lost interest in Gundam Wing. However, here it is, I guess I finally had some free time on my hands and decided that this really need to be finished or something........whatever. I realy do hope you'll enjoyt his, please review so I know that this is liked. Thank You. Stander Disclaimer Apply....Boy, am I in a cheery mode.......x_x the stupid HTML didn't work.......



A Promise of Forever

By S. Wing

Chapter III: Temperance




Mar. 23, AC 195
0125
The Reims Base, Hangchow, China

"Stop." An alien voice, a unique icy softness, penetrated the silence of the forest, unpleasantly intoxicating the senses.

Under the waning moonlight, vague shadows stood, frozen; features shroud in mystery. none daring, nor wanting, to take the initiative, they remained rooted amongst a heap of fallen leafs, simply standing there; one holding a gun, crystal light reflecting off the cold metal between them.

The moonlight flickered, playing peek a boo within the mahogany leaves above, bring alive scattered shadows equally restless. Shimmering fingers reached down from the bruised-colored skies and caressed everything in its awake with a childish playfulness, leaving multiple lines of silver in its awake.

Silence reigned, and immobility dominated time and space. Occasionally, a cricket would chip, disturbing the plangent silence, or a chilling spring breeze would drift idly by, rustling the fallen leafs around their feet, creating miniature tornadoes: swirling and disappearing. Body rigid, nerves tense and minds on overdrive, a random chip in the distance; a shadowy movement at the edge of the senses, all became a motive for defense. Still…the silence persisted, ever deafening so.

"State your purpose." That velvet melody started, fragmentizing the passing silence.

A head moved in response, overlooking a left shoulder at the voice. After a moment of silent contemplation, a pair of lips opened, releasing a different kind of melody: high, angry, and entirely feigned. "Hey! What' the deal?"

A short-lived pause ensued before the former voice stated again ever so calmly. "It's 0100 hours, the nearest civilization is approximately 100 kilometers northwest, and your current location resides within a restricted zone that had just been attacked by an unknown assailant. Please rise your hands above your head and state your purpose of being here."

The firm command was obeyed, accompanied by a rebuttal. "I ain't mean no harm! J'st taken a nightly wa'k that' al'."

"Please turn around slowly, Sir, and state your purpose of being here."

Turning around with undetectable caution, the figure with the accent obeyed, and is suddenly basked in a blinding light source that upon close inspection revealed to be a handheld flashlight. The boy turned his head away from the offending tool, a pair of hidden amethyst eyes narrowing into slits.

"Sir, I will ask one more time, what's your business of being here?"

Eyes impassive and cold, curtained by a fall of chestnut bangs, the boy, Duo, barked. "J'st lik' I hav' told ya, j'st taken a lit'le walk, that' al'. Can' f'gure why ya ar' so work'd up abou't for."

Pausing, Duo assessed the situation, running over everything inside his head. The mission objective was accomplished, the base was quickly disposed of with its operatives contained within. The mission was a success in all manners of speaking, but apparently, it wasn't as complete as he had thought. His captor, or the one Duo can see at least, is defiantly a female, a guy just doesn't have all those curves. Trying to see into the darkness that's engulfing her, Duo can make out the vague shape of a gun pointed in his direction, must be a pistol from the size of it, and the solider also appear to be an officer of some sort from the commanding tone in her voice. Oh this is great, just great....

Just as Duo was about to start speaking again, something hard came down on the left side of his face with a sudden, and brutal force, knocking him down on all fours. Wincing a bit in pain, he reached up a hand to encounter a warm liquid tearing down his cheek. Blood, it was blood, the bastard had drawn blood...

"Stop lying, and answer the Lieutenant. Fucking rebel..." Another voice demanded, angry and highly irritated. Oh, scratch that, its not bastard, its bastards. Then just as swiftly as the first attack had came, a kick was slammed into the boy's stomach, turning him on his back, then it went for his ribs. All this pain is really getting to be a chore. Curling in on himself, Duo glared up at the man that's still brutalizing his body with hateful eyes.

"You son of a bitch, my friend was in that base you had just blown up there!" Another kick, the bastard is really going to pay for that one...

"Private, stand down. We'll need him later for questioning, and he cannot do so if he is not with the waking world, won't you say?" Another voice, this one graceful, female, and sultrily hinting.

"Yes, Commander." Was the courted reply. So this one is a Commander, and add that to the oh-so-dead Private that was kicking him and the Lieutenant that still have a gun trained on his pretty-little-head.....wow, hasn't life just gotten so much more peachier...

Holding his broken ribs protectively, Duo slowly crawled up on his knees, his twin orbs glared up at the now three shadowy figure crowed above him, emotions of fiery nature swirling within its amethyst depth. Scanning his captors one by one, Duo licked his lips, tasting blood. The bastards are going to pay so very dearly for this...

Bending down on one knee, the aforementioned Commander reached out a gloved hand to Duo's chin, lifting it up to the light of the flashlight.

"Pretty, pretty boy" She remarked, shadows hugging ever so lovingly around her visage. Licking her upper lip, the Commander run her thumb against Duo's bruised lips sensually, causing the white glove to turn pink, and the boy to shiver.

"What the...." Duo tried to pull back from the foreign touch, irritated and confused when the grip only tightened. "Take you dirty hand away from me, fucking Federation bitch!"

Ignoring this, the Commander stared at the trickle of ruby gems stealing down the boy's pearl flesh, she again licked her lips.

"Bitch... " The boy twisted. "Let go off me!"

Pulling him forward, a pink tongue sneaked out between parted lips to flicker over Duo's chin, trailing up the sanguine path.

"You...." Stunned, Duo slumped back, forgetting momentarily what he was going to say.

Sliding her attention to his other wounds, the Commander lapped sultrily up the blood, purring softly in sickening pleasure. Sucking softly at his gash near his temple, she murmured seductively in his right ear. "So delicious...so fuckable..."

"Commander...."

Amethyst gems wide, Duo breathed out shakily and glanced towards the Lieutenant standing silently behind the Commander, heart beat wild. That....that... what was that? Her tongue, was, was...the boy shuddered.

Sliding a glance to her subordinate, the Commander released a disappointed sigh. "I know, Lieutenant, I know."

Turning back to Duo, she tightened her grip on his chin, tilting it to one side. "So, Love, want to tell me who send you?" Her voice was disturbing, very much so, Duo again shivered.

"Answer the Commander, Rebel." A foot on his right hand, the sound of bones breaking sounding so loud in the serene forest.

Ignoring his grimace of pain, the Commander pressed on, her sultry tone both teasing and threatening.

"Boy, it's really in your best interest to answer me." Her grip again tightened. "So? Who send you? The colonies? The Federation? Who? And let's not have any more of those feign accents and lies of yours, shall we? We are not stupid, no matter what delightful little names you rebels seems so eager to label us Special Forces with."

Narrowing his eyes both in pain and anger, wondering what the Special Forces is doing here in a Federation base, Duo spites right in the Commander's face, marking it in strikes of crimson and scarlet. "You OZ bastards, you'll get nothing from me!

"Why you...."

Rising up the free hand, the Commander order the Private to remain where he was. Then with a lethal grace, the hand moved forward to connect harshly with Duo's right cheek, its ring making a long bloody indent on his flesh. It was a calm and calculated movement, one not made to release anger, but merely to teach and punish. Whipping away the ruby blemishes on her face, the Commander moved her face closer to his while the Private shined the flashlight more directly in front of those menacing eyes.

"Now, now, let's not get dirty, shall we, Love?" She remarked, her face finally coming into view beneath the flashlight.

The twin scarlet lips is the first thing that Duo notices on that unnaturally pale face, its slightly insane smirk alight with mischief and sadism, simply screaming pain for the receiver, which is him at the moment. Above them, one lilac black orb stared into his own, hypnotizing, dangerous, and downright creepy with its manic spark, making him shiver anew, in lust or fear, he does not nor want to know. Secretly, he was relieved that the Commander's left eyes is hidden behind a curtain of rich black locks, he shudder to think the effect it would create if both were focused on him at once.

"You seem to be shivering, Boy. Are you cold? Afraid? Maybe both?" She forgot lust, but who was he to encourage her further?

The Commander slipped her head to the side, and its mostly definitely a her as Duo's gaze traveled lower, desperate to break away from that bewitching gaze. Her uniform was impossibly tight around her chest, hugging every curves in seduction. Not much could be seen from below her cleavage as she's still kneeing with her right leg pushed up against her chest. Sensing his sharp scrutiny, the Commander smirked and pushed herself closer, their faces merely inches from each other.

"Find something you like, Boy?" Their breath mingled as she whispered, her lips occasionally brushing his, teasing, taunting. "You just might have a taste if you tell me what I want to know."

Shaking himself mentally to clear the sexual and frightful daze clouding his mind, the boy snarled. "You wish, bitch. Fucking OZ whore, you won't get anything from me! So you just might as well give up!"

Growling, the Private step forward as to punish him, but the Commander again raised a hand. Backhanding Duo in punishment, the Commander staring at him for a moment longer, then shook her head, chuckling, leering from beneath that fall of black ivory. "I guess you are not going to answer me then, but you will, believe me when I say I always get what I want...." Staring him in the eye, causing Duo to squirm, the Commander suddenly lain in, touching her mouth to his in a brutalizing kiss.

Eyes widening, Duo struggled against this new advancement. Rising up his good hand, he pushed at the women only to have it be caught and bend behind his back at a torturous angle as another arm came around his broken ribs to hold him still. Moaning in pain, the sound muffled by the mouth consuming his, the boy struck out with his legs. That, too, ended in vain when a weight settled suddenly on his ankles, immobilizing him completely. This is so not happening! Fuck, fuck...

Running her pink tongue slightly over the boy's lower lip, the Commander sucked it in between her teeth, biting down hard to get to the sweet tasting liquid beneath. Wincing, Duo felt two shape canines scraping harshly over his lower lip, sucking, nibbling, making him moan, in pain or pleasure, he does not want to know. Devouring the small offering with greed, the Commander's free hand skim over his slim body from its firm chest to those tense thighs. Still kissing the stunned boy forcefully, she rub her finger tips along the inside of his thigh lightly, going further with each upward caress.

Biting the lower lip until the boy opened his mouth, she slipped her tongue inside the warm mouth. Purring softly, the Commander tightened her hand on Duo's chin, bruising the soft flesh. Her kiss grow deeper, more dominate. It demanded his submission, from the hard stroke of the pink tongue on his to the hand now rubbing over his unwanted desire. Moaning softly in the back of his throat, Duo closed his eyes, all fight being literally sucked out of him. Relaxing in his flesh cage, moaning, Duo give up, letting himself be kissed, dominated, owned...

Then just as abruptly as it came, the Commander pulled back with a smirk, leaving the boy dazed and breathless. Licking his lips sensually, sucking, she murmured.

"You taste very sweet, you know that? Like strawberries and metal, sweet, very sweet..."

This seems to awaken Duo. Snapping open his still closed eyes and struggling free of his human prison with, surpassingly, little resistance, he stared down at the still kneeing Commander in shock and confusion, then without a word or backward glance, Duo run off into the woods, the dark. Slowly, the Commander straightened from the crumpling position, gaze intent on the now ex-prisoner, licking her lips in reminisces, smirking in amusement and pleasure.

"Why that little.....You! Come back here!"

"No need, Private." The Commander hold out a hand, this time with a particular object held within its grasp. "We have obtained what we came for, he is of no consequence to us now." Handing the disc to the silent, expressionless Lieutenant standing now to her right, the Commander started to walk away opposite the direction in which Duo had taken off to, fully expecting her two subordinates to follow.

"Beside, I have feeling we'll see him very soon..."