Title: Dragon Knights

Author: FalconIce

Pairing: 1x2, 5x13, 6+OC

Rating: PG

Genre:*sweatdrop* Fantasy, humor, Adventure…*scratches head* AU?

Warnings: TWT, Slight OOC…as of the moment may get really weird later. * Nod nod*

Disclaimer: don't own GW or any of its characters. Err…have no mula, money, cash nor dough so if you sew me you're liable to only get a few holes in my skin with your needle…* laughs at her pun* Sew…needle…You get? * Crickets in the background* Well, I tried. *Shrug*

Reviews: Is my food and my soul! Review to me so that this fic can be improved of no one says there's nothing wrong then the mistakes will never be corrected, neh? ^.~



9:30 PM Saunq Castle; South Wing; Dragon Room

Wufei rubbed the sore spot on his neck and cursed. The evening meal sure had gotten them both full and at the same time confused. The meal was lovely if only the information that came with it was just as delectable. The Chinese pilot sighed again and sat on the bed provided.

It had been quite a night; he thought to himself then sighed. Scanning his gaze around the room, he saw his roommate sit down on the other plush four poster bed. The room in itself was as grandiose as its name. The dragons in all their golden glory were romping across the ceiling in dizzying patterns. The beds were made of polished redwoods and the sheets were spun of the finest silk. All in the room portrayed the same them of running and playful draconian beasts.

Treize had made himself comfortable and was readying himself for bathing. Closing his eyes, Wufei massaged his aching temples and laid himself flat on the bed.

"Are you alright dragon?" came the soothing voice of the gentleman just a few paces away as Wufei rolled on his side to find a more comfortable position.

Weary Onyx eyes opened to gaze deeply into worried blue eyes." This night…" Wufei said his voice searching and fatigued." So many things have been revealed in such a short span of time. It's just so much to handle at once…" He trailed off and was surprised to find a weight settling itself beside him on the bed.

"We're all survivalists…"Treize replied, his tone both ironic and amused as he laid a comforting hand on Wufei's head. He now began to slowly caress the freed silken threads which were the Chinese pilot's hair." We'll just have to do as we do best and live on."

"You're too philosophical…" Wufei snorted but didn't move away nor protest the ministrations Treize had been doing.

"Aren't we all?" The general mused and bent down to place a chaste kiss on Wufei's head before heading off to the direction of the room's bathroom." I'm off to get cleaned, dragon. I won't be long."

Smiling, the pilot of Shenlong lay on the bed, thoughts swirling in his head momentarily quieted by Treize's assurance and presence. Oh, he knew that such a liaison was sinful and that he'd have to tell the others sooner or later but right now, he was too tired. The smile suddenly turned into a frown as a certain part of his thoughts clicked together. How in the world did their host know that Wufei would be much better roomed together with the general of Oz than with his co-pilots? Either he knew because of that spell he mentioned earlier or maybe…

Wufei left the thought hanging as his eyelids were too heavy and soon darkness closed around his conscious world. His last thoughts being that Treize would wake him later for his turn to bathe.



10:00 PM Saunq Castle; Eastern Wing; Demon Room

Heero looked at the mirror in front of him and glared his heart out but found out that no matter how much he tried, his heart just wasn't in it. Cobalt blue eyes examined the piece of furniture in front of it and couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the mirror. Alike the name of the room, demons of such grace and beauty were carved into the frame of the mirror, their arms splayed out into the air as if in wait of something. The mirror was polished to a shine and the bronze workings of the playful demons only sought to make the whole work look all the more appealing. So detailed were the artwork that Heero had to blink twice to dispel the illusion that the bat like wings were going to fly right out of the bronze.

His musings were soon disrupted as his noisy roommate plopped down on the four poster bed across the room with a thump. Heero turned around and almost gasped out aloud if it wasn't for his iron control. Almost identical to the beauty of the mirror he had been gazing, the sight of an almost nude Duo with only a wet purple towel on his lap was more than he could handle at the moment. His partner was now humming softly as he sought to untangle his hair with a brush that had been provided earlier. Heero couldn't help but be in awe of Duo's beauty. His skin was almost the exact color of cream and the slight moisture from the bath only seemed to highlight the silkiness of the smooth flesh. His shape was slight tricking the untrained eye to think that the body was feminine but as the eye sought to look lower it would soon be proved wrong. Blinking, the pilot of Wing gulped as his eyes focused on the face of the chestnut haired splendor before him. The sparkling amethyst eyes were twinkling with cheer and the slight smile on Duo's lips only made them seem fuller and infinitely more kissable. Heero almost slapped himself on the head at the direction of his thoughts. Quickly, he grabbed the dark blue towel on his bed and made a hasty retreat to their bathroom leaving Duo to wonder at his hurried leave.

"Wonder what's got into him?" was the last thing the messy haired pilot heard before disappearing into the restroom.



10:00 PM Saunq Castle; North Tower

"Are you positive with the idea of rooming with me?" Zechs asked a he sat down on the plush four poster bed in the room. He then turned a hesitant gaze at their host who had taken a seat on the only other bed.

"I'd hate for you to be alone in a castle this big…Besides," Locke smiled," You might wake the residents and they wouldn't like that." Platinum brows crinkled in thought.

"So, you're not alone here?" He asked as he looked around the room and noted the glass door that led outside to a small balcony on the tower.

The redhead turned to follow where Zechs' sight had rested before replying a vague," You could say that…"

"Huh?" Zechs turned his head around and gazed at the redhead who seemed to have gotten a mischievous sparkle in his amber eyes." There's something you're not telling me and I'm almost too afraid to follow up the question…" Locke laughed in response and got up from his seated position to stretch then turned to the platinum haired man who was still seated.

"Here, follow me and I'll give you and example…"Locke coaxed and began to walk to the glass doors that led to the balcony. Zechs although a trifle unsure decided to follow him top the terrace anyway.

Once they were outside, the platinum haired man couldn't help but smile at the magnificent view before them. A cool night breeze was wafting over them and the twinkling lights from the small town a few kilometers away only leant to the beauty of the peace and quiet. In their time such quiet and solitude could be hardly found anymore.

Stretching a bit as well, Zechs turned his attention back to the man who was also admiring the view before him. Red hair flowing freely against the breeze behind him, Locke held out a hand in front of him.

"Watch." He said softly and began to sing in a haunting melody Zechs couldn't decipher. It was like a completely alien dialect to him. Hardly understandable but so stunning yet so haunting and sad that it almost brought tears in his eyes. In his voice, it seemed now to beckon to all near to come to its call nevertheless it sounded so sad and filled with undeniable longing and loneliness.

A few minutes had gone by when suddenly a dark form lifted itself from the nearby forest. It was so large and so black that it almost seemed to suck the light into itself. Zechs blinked and sought to rub his eyes but the image didn't vanish. The dark form slowly made its way to them its form undulating and shifting as it flowed like mist through the trees and the clouds of the night.

"What is that?" He asked, never taking his eyes away from the looming darkness. Locke stopped his song and the platinum haired man was presented with the sight of one crystalline tear sliding down the redhead's cheek. A smooth hand brushed the offending tear away and Locke looked up to his companions face with a smile.

"An old friend." He replied and looked back across the balcony at the darkness flowing towards them.

It took only a few more seconds before the shadowy form arrived at its destination which was in front of them and let out a surprisingly smooth tenor voice. It was nothing like Zechs had been imagining. He'd have thought it would shriek at them or worse, just grab them and eat them.

"You called me master?" It asked, the voice coming from it yet at the same time not really.

Locke smiled and held out a hand towards the floating mass of shadow before them." Come Ebony, I'd like you to meet a friend…" A small tendril from the gloom reached out and seemed to engulf the hand before coalescing into a pale hand which the crimson haired young man began to guide to the spot just between him and Zechs.

The darkness slowly started to pool just in the space amid them and slowly began to solidify bit by bit into a young child of about ten years old with knee length ebony hair and skin so pale it almost made the owner look dead. Zechs couldn't help but let out a gasp as the face looked up to him and he saw the creature's eyes, they were all black, so black in fact that it absorbed all light and seemed to drown the platinum haired man.

"Are you master's friend?" The teen before him asked, his pale body clothed only by the darkness that created him.

Zechs gulped and nodded a bit shakily," I…I guess so…" He stammered in reply. Thinking about magic was certainly far from actually meeting the phenomenon right in front of your face.

The child smiled its black eyes twinkling," Master has been so lonely all these years…"

"Shhhh…" Locke reproved with a smile, his whole demeanor seeming more amused than angry" Now don't go saying things like that Ebony! I've had you and the others all these years." He continued and laid a hand on the child's head to pat it.

Ebony looked up and frowned," But it's true!" He protested," You haven't had human company since the wizard and the mind-walker went to sleep and that was around three hundred years ago…"

Locke looked up to Zech's astonished face with a small sheepish smile," Don't believe anything he says!" He disapproved," He's just saying that cuz I haven't played with him for a while…" But the platinum haired man knew that deep down, what the child said was true. He had heard it in the young man's song and saw it in his eyes when he knew nobody was looking at him. Zechs also knew that pride could make and break a man.

"Well, why don't we have fun now?" The platinum haired man offered to the entity before him," I doubt I could sleep early today especially after all that's happened." He heard Locke let out a small sigh of relief and in his mind he knew he'd have to do something about that sooner or later. It wrenched his heart that someone could endure so much loneliness for…three hundred or so years? It was mind-boggling and he, with the honor in his upbringing, could not just stand by and watch.



8:00 AM Saunq Castle Courtyard

The day was bright and clear as the pilots and their host came piling out into the sunlit courtyard. For such a massive structure as the castle, Duo had not seen so much as a single human presence other than the redhead. Today though, he had changed from his outfit of tight fitting leather to that of an emerald colored oriental suit that possessed long sleeves and under it were a pair of silken pants of the same shade. Duo contemplated for a while and came up with the name; their host was wearing a Mao suit which Wufei had introduced to him a couple of months ago during a lull in the battle. His hair had been tied back with a ribbon of the same color. It was only now that the braided pilot truly noticed just how Asian the man looked. His build and his eyes, even the fluidity of his walk betrayed his Eastern upbringing. Duo knew too well as he'd seen the same on Wufei.

All soon stopped to gape at the outstanding sight before them. A colossal fountain was to be had in the middle of the courtyard. The magnificence of the playful statues of mermaids astonished the little group before it. They seemed to leap out into the air to sing and to dance. Their fish tails slapping against the marble water around them, it was sad to see such splendor decay over time. The water, Duo knew, had not run for quite a while since the stone was fully dry and a few birds had made it their home on it.

"How can such a wondrous thing go to waste?" Treize uttered, his blue eyes still riveted on the piece of art before him.

"When you're the only one living here it's hard to maintain all of the castle's little odds and ends." Locke replied and trudged up to the fountain only to sit down on the rail around it." So," He began and crossed his legs in front of him while his hands braced him from behind." Let's start with your training…"

"Training?" Wufei spat." I don't need training!" The redhead only smiled." We're Gundam pilots for Shenlong's sake! We had all the training we needed during the WAR!!!"

"Care to defend your claim?" Locke asked as he stood up which made the end trails of the suit flap around his legs. The Chinese pilot of Shenlong snorted and faced up to the man before him.

"I would like nothing better!" He said rebelliously which made Locke acquire a certain twinkle in his eyes that Duo felt was certainly not to be trifled with.

Their host clapped his hands and they were soon confounded with the sight of what seemed to be a vine growing into the quad with a sack of something in tow.

It was Zechs who first commented on the sight, "How?" He asked simply to the mirror of everyone else's thoughts.

The vine slowly stopped and dropped its burden with a dull thunk on the courtyard stones and slithered back from whence it came. It made Duo grin to see such a childhood fantasy of magic become real in front of his eyes.

The bag, it happens, contained their weapons. There was a long scythe and a couple of swords including that of their host's. The swords came in different varieties: two broadswords, a saber, a slim Chinese blade, and their host's four foot slim Japanese sword. Surprisingly a bokken fell out as well, this was a Japanese practice sword made entirely of bamboo and straw.

"Chang Wufei!" Locke began as he picked up the bokken from the pile and pointed it directly at Wufei's face." I challenge you to a duel!" He called out a mocking tone in his voice.

Onyx eyes blazed to the challenge and with a swipe of his hand, Wufei had the Chinese blade crossed with Locke's bokken.

"Pick up your weapon!" He spat," You insult me by calling a challenge with a mere practice sword!" Locke merely looked him in the eye, his amber eyes narrowing.

"If you earn the privilege of fighting me with a metal sword but until then, you'll have to settle for this!" With the final word in, the redhead quickly spun around with a speed so remarkable that he had, in a blur, twisted completely around until he was facing the Chinese's back, bokken poised to hit the head.

Wufei, not to be outdone spun as quick and parried the sword away only to meet with empty air as the redhead jumped over him with a small laugh and landed at his back again.

"Come and catch me!" He taunted as he landed with hardly a sound on the stone floor.

"Fight like a man and face me!" Wufei roared and spun yet again to deliver a fatal blow towards the laughing young man. His sword whistled past only thin air as yet the redhead twisted out of its way effortlessly. He had yet to use the practice sword to defend himself and Duo was amused at the thought that this was not a proper duel at all. The redhead was just toying with Wufei like a cat to a mouse. Their host wanting only to prove a point and it seemed that taking action rather than explaining it to them was preferable to Locke.

"I think that our host is merely having fun with 05, don't you think 02?" The general had come up beside him in the middle of the fight. Duo, distracted, could only nod in agreement. He had never, in his life, seen such fighting.

"Kisama!" Wufei cursed and dropped down into a defensive stance since it was clear that the offensive wasn't working. Locke seemed to take the action with little amusement as he readied himself on a more offensive stance.

"Are you ready?" He appeared to ask in mock politeness. He raised the bamboo sword and held the point directly unto the annoyed Chinese's face.

Wufei nodded and tightened his grip on the sword held in front of him, his knees bent slightly, and his other arm just behind the sword to protect his face.

The redhead smiled, his eyes crinkling with amusement, his right foot slid out and straightened as his left bent forward. He took his wooden sword and pointed it ahead of him while his other hand stood poised just before the hilt as if he was to hit it.

Then, as the courtyard sank into silence, Locke grinned wider and charged. Duo could see the shocked looked on his comrade's face as the redhead surged forward in a blur of motion so fast it was almost hard to see.

Subsequently, violet eyes widened as the pilot of Shenlong braced himself to jump sideways to avoid the direct collision. Time seemed to crawl as Locke drew nearer and nearer, Wufei had taken the initiative and had jumped sideways, but it seemed too late as the point of Locke's wooden sword was too close to be successfully evaded. Just as it seemed that the bokken would impact on the Chinese's side harshly, Locke stopped just centimeters away with a smirk on his face as Wufei fell on the ground, his sword falling behind him with a clatter.

"Now, you see why you need training?" He asked, question directed not only to the pilot on the ground but to all in the courtyard.

"Hn." Heero snorted not in the least impressed.



Author's Notes:

FI: That was long na no da…at least I finally hammered out the annoying pairings…* glares at the Du-bat which was her muse* Its all your fault!!!

Du-bat: Du-bat? * it twirled around in the air with a happy squeek*

FI: * nerve then straightens out to regain her posture with a smile * Thank you to Marie Krushrenada for reviewing the fic and sorry about the Zechs Marquise thing. I just said that to fit in with the plot. I never knew that he didn't work for the Preventers after the Mars thing. Gomenasai desu! But thank you for informing me. I'll keep it in mind.

Du-bat: * tugs on FI's sleeve * DU-BAT!

FI: * annoyed * Hai hai! I'll try to do better neh? I'm still new to this writing thing and belive me, I'm too young to know the right grammar.

NOTES: Thanks to Brin Ray and Silent Angel for Beta-reading my fics! You really make writing worthwhile! ^.^v