My Morphine:

Ch. 2: Doll Parts.

Thomas lay with his head on Raven's thigh, staring up at his wan face.

"Raven? Do you plan to stay here?"

"No, I never do."

"So what do you plan to do? You know I'm coming with you."

"Huh? What about the Guardian Force." he derided the organization's name.

"Fuck them! I'm sick of getting absolutely no recognition for what I do. Fuck Flyheight, I'm sick and tired of being in his damn shadow! He's a pompous piece of shit!" Thomas growled as Raven smiled and kissed him on the throat.

"That's the spirit, love!"

"So how do you say we get out of here?"

"Easy, make a little noise, that's all. That, and I need you to do a little hacking."

"Me? Why?"

"The med bay has a lot of machines handling the chemicals, medication etc," He rummaged through the bedside table and wrote down what Thomas needed to do.

——— † ———

"Perfect!" Raven exclaimed moving down the hall, surveying the slumped nurses, doctors and orderlies. "Are you sure you've never hacked into air vent controls before?" he called down the corridor.

"Yeah."

Raven shot him an amused grin and rummaged through the room holding patient property. He returned with Thomas' clothing and his own weapons. He sat on the bed and began to replace his various knives and guns. The Lieutenant felt his blush spread from head to toe, feeling Raven's icy stare upon him as he dressed. He laced up his boots and stood, the other waiting by the door.

"C'mon, let's go."

"Right!" He agreed and followed Raven from hospital.

——— † ———

Raven lay on the hotel bed, on his back, his shoulders and head hanging off, taking peeks at Thomas in the shower, waiting his turn. He stretched his arms over his head and fluidly did a backward roll off when hearing the water shut off.

Thomas sat on the bed, in only his boxers, while Raven showered. He was only somewhat nervous about what he hoped to happen. Release. The other approached towel-clad. He sat in front of him, studying him seeming amused, watching him. A wry smile crossed his lips.

"You're a Virgin, aren't you?"

Thomas turned pink, fumbled an objection, then nodded shyly. Raven laughed softly, leaning into him, trailing feather light kisses along his jaw.

"Hm, I might be gentle with you, seeming it's your first time." He purred into his ear, his hot breath tickling and sending pleasurable chills down his spine. He began to kiss down Thomas' throat while lying him down.

Thomas gasped into Raven's shoulder the other pilot curled up on almost on top of him.

"I thought you said you were going to be gentle…" He half-moaned as the semi smiled, wrapped his legs around his waist, kissing the hollow of his throat.

"That was gentle, love." He purred, nestling into his chest.

——— † ———

Thomas stood half-hiding behind a stalagmite in the lair of the Dark Kaiser. Raven stood before Hiltz who wore an angered scowl.

"Impudent fool!" He brought his hand down on Raven's temple, hard. The Maverick did not retaliate other than a dirty look.

"It's not my fault I got taken in. Think of it as I took a vacation." He sneered.

"You.." Hiltz began as the girl with long brown hair kneeling besides Raven laughed.

"Oh, can it, shithead! We don't have to answer to you."

Hiltz shot her a look to kill. "And you, powerless little girl! Talk back to me again and you won't live to see another dawn!"

"POWERLESS!?" She fumed, rising quickly, balling her fists. "You may think your hot shit with a Zoid, but without Ambient you're nothing! I dare you, fight me Man to Woman! It's too bad I already have the advantage of being a woman. You on the other hand…" she trailed off swishing back her hair, Reese trying not to snicker. Ambient growled at the remarks towards his human and charged at her. A long staff with a large gold hoop and smaller ones with crescent moons and stars appeared in her hand and crashed down on the Red Organoid's head. With a step to the side she shot out her hand and the metal creature went flying.

She smiled and swished away her hair again. "Looks like your Organoid can't beat me either."

Hiltz shook with fury and moved to retaliate.

"Meara…Hiltz…enough! Raven may have been caught but we have lost none of the advantage we hold." Said a soft voice that echoed throughout the cavern, Thomas unable to find it's origin.

The brown haired girl sat next to Reese, nuzzling her cheek. "See?" She said with mocking eyes to Hiltz.

The voice seemed to be lost again.

"I didn't return empty handed." Raven spoke up, rubbing his cheek.

"And what did you bring us? Medication?" Hiltz sneered as the Dark haired teen rolled his lavender eyes.

"Ha-ha, very funny." He said sardonically beckoning to Thomas who nervously stepped up.

"What is he doing here?!" Hiltz roared as Raven sighed.

"He's on our side, dumb-ass." He sighed, snaking his arm around his waist.

"Now you've done it, Raven!" The red haired man yelled. "First you let Flyheight live, then this! Who's next, the other Zoidian! Who next will you gain compassion for?!"

"I have compassion for no-one!" He shouted in refute. "He willingly joined me!"

"So? It could be a trap!"

"I owe alliance to none, especially the Guardian Force." Thomas answered sternly.

"Really?" Hiltz asked skeptically.

"I…I want to see Van defeated, to see his sorry ass beaten to the ground." Raven smiled at him approvingly.

Meara stood again and looked him over, then snapped her gum. "So? What can he do?"

Raven answered. "He can hack, you know, he's real good with machines and computers."

She shrugged. "Seems okay to me; Reese?"

"If you like him, it'll work for me." She answered.

They all looked to Hiltz who folded his arms across his chest.

"No."

"Eh? I think we're doing this by majority, three to one, we were just asking out of courtesy." The brunette said, pushing his buttons.

"You have no power in numbers! You all answer to me!"

"I thought we just settled this." Meara sighed, swatting at Ambient with her staff, the red organoid shying away. "Do not doubt my supremacy, Hiltz."

"Do not give me that sassy attitude of yours!"

"Well, then answer." she glared. "We're waiting…"

"Fine." he said after a pause. "But on a few terms. If he betrays us…." He noticed the closeness of the two young men. "Raven has to be the one to kill him, and then he himself will be killed for bringing in such vile, infiltrating scum. And Raven, you shall answer willingly to me. Do you understand."

"Yes." They echoed.

——— † ———

The four subordinates of Hiltz sat outside, watching the setting sun. Thomas brushed his fingers across Raven's temple and cheekbone.

"Does it hurt? It looks like it does…" He said, staring into his eyes.

"Not really. Considering my recklessness, I got off easy." He admitted as the former Lieutenant placed a few kisses across the bruise. Raven smiled shyly and lightly bumped foreheads with him, kissing him on the lips softly.

Thomas followed Raven down the narrow flight of steps, already feeling the loud music of the club thudding in his chest. As the heavy black door opened the volume increased to deafening levels. The black haired pilot lead him by the hand to a private room in the back, the music only a bit lower.

Meara and Reese were on one of the couches, stealing a few kisses before their companions arrived. The brunette looked up and rolled her eyes, but with a grin.

"Oh me, oh my, and to think Reese and I were guessing you weren't going to show." She teased.

"Sorry to spoil your fun." Raven joked back. The two sat down on the adjacent couch. "All right, down to business."

"Right." The two young women said.

"The next base we plan to attack will be Red River of the Republic. Van will be there."

"Hnh! Cocky bastard. Just wait till I get him in my scope." Meara snarled softly.

"No."

"What??" They said in unison again.

"I want to take him."

"Aw, c'mon! Why do you get to have all the fun?" queried the Brunette.

"Yeah, it's really not fair!…fine, Can I get Fiona?"

"No." Thomas said making them all look at him. "If anyone gets to take her out, I want to do it."

"Really, now?" Raven looked intrigued.

"I…I don't want to kill her, but…I want revenge."

Meara and Reese spoke in eerie harmony again. "We like revenge."

"Thomas, are you sure?"

"Van. Van is the key. We get him, and it all falls apart." He said looking down.

"Hm." Reese said resting her chin on her left hand. "Then maybe it is better Raven goes after Van."

Meara nodded. "We'll take out the Lightning Saix and whatever else they can throw at us."

"What shall I do?" Thomas asked.

"You'll be our tactical advisor. Mainly for Meara, seeing as she's the only one, save you, without an Organoid."

"Hey!" She shouted as Raven smiled, putting up his hands in mock defense.

"I mean no offense, but you'll just have extra defense while being out fixed sniper. He can take out the other threats incase they go all out on us."

"Fine." She said, snuggling into Reese. She concentrated on the glass that sat on the table and Thomas watched it lift slowly and move into her outstretched hand.

"Wow….how…" the blonde fumbled as she grinned.

"Hiltz put together one kick-ass freak show, he did, I'll give him that."

"Freak show?"

"Yeah, I'm telekinetic, telepathic, fire-raising…you know the whole bid. Was from birth; Mummy was special. And my Blue Devil is a Zoidian, a member of an ancient race."

"How are you different, Raven?" Thomas asked as he looked down at the violet carpet.

"Another time, love, another time." he told him softly.

[to be continued….]

Hey. ^_^ I'm sorry there was no lemon. I'm too tired to write one, plus mine suck. (No pun intended ^//^;) I like to read them more than I like to write them. Well, Thomas takes a trip to the dark side. Le purr. My two favourite Bishonen and they're both on the dark side. *happy sigh* I'm so proud.

Hai, for those of you reading "Disarm" (by me) you'll recognize Meara. Yeah, she's like my "slut" she gets around. *laughs* No, I just love her character, so Sorry Karl. *patapata* better luck next time El Señor Sexay Schubaltz. ^_^: I'm weird, I know. But actually the pairing in the Prequel to "Disarm" (not yet posted) was originally MearaxReese so, yeah. Yuri and Shoujo-ai forever!

Well, more to come. Oi. This was easier to just type than work from a paper-draft. Hm.

Mata ne

-Naomi Hun†er.

DISC: I own nothing, save Meara. The staff belongs to Miroku of Inuyasha. Miroku rocks. So does Seshômaru…Le purr. The plot is mine, hear me? MINE. ^_^; the Title "doll Parts" is a Hole song.