Title: Star-Crossed Lovers 20/24
Author: Jadeduo
Pairings: 2x1, 3+4 implied, R+1 one-sided
Warnings: yaoi, AU, romance, angst, violence, Relena bashing, lemon (eventually), deathfic Rating: R - NC-17
Disclaimer: None of the boys are mine... Only in my dreams... So don't sue all you'll get is a very beat up manga collection.
Note: This fic was inspired by a recent reading of Romeo and Juliet, and I thought what the hey. The structure will be much the same as will the story/part breaks... Ahh structure vs. complete chaos. So here goes my first fic, please be kind.
Author's Note: The last four parts were written in a fit of depression last night. My younger cousin died suddenly last sunday.... This fic for all intensive purposes is done. But I promised a happy alternate ending... I won't be able to write it for a few days, being that my sap meter is very low right now. So if you are waiting for the happy ending, read up to part 22 do NOT READ part 23, that is the deathfic part, Thankies ~Jadeduo
Special Dedication: The next four parts are dedicated to Marie E. Melloni, I'm sorry things didn't work out for you kid. I love you, be happy where ever you are.
Star-Crossed Lovers Part 20
J stood outside the study door, waiting for Odin to let him in. He wondered what Odin could want; the man had lost all interest in his son's education when he became old enough to fend for himself. Why the man cared now was beyond him.
"J, you can come in now," Odin called through the wooden door.
J bowed before the man, who was sitting at the desk, lost in his paperwork. "How can I be of service to you, Master Yuy?"
Odin looked up and waved at a chair. "Sit. J, I wanted to talk to you about Heero."
J looked mildly curious. "What is it you want to know?"
Odin rubbed his temples and sighed, gathering his thoughts. "How long has Heero been with.... With.... Maxwell?"
"What do you mean?"
"Damn it, J! You are his teacher, his mentor. You are supposed to be looking after him. Keeping him out of trouble!" Odin raged.
"Calm down, sir. Heero only practices swords with me in the morning, and then a study session in the afternoon. He shut me out of his life long ago; shortly after you shut him out of yours. I do not know how long he has been with Maxwell, but I've known for a long time that Heero prefers men. You can see it on his face; the way he looks at other men. If that is all you wanted to know, I need to wake him to prepare for the wedding."
Odin, subdued by this new information, mumbled, "I– Fine go wake him."
After J left, Odin sighed in defeat. //This is wrong. I was-am depriving my son of the life that he wants. Yet, this way there will be an heir; someone to carry on the family name. And Relena is royalty for god's sakes. How could I have missed that Heero liked men? How in the world… When in the world did that happen?//
At that moment, Dorothy burst into the room in a tornado-like fashion. "ODIN, you BASTARD!!! You KILLED our son!! Instead of marrying that bitch you engaged him to, and betraying his husband, he took his own life!!! Heero's DEAD! He poisoned himself!!! He's never coming back! And it's your fault! I hate you, you ASSHOLE!" Dorothy stood there breathing heavily, glaring at her husband, while silver tears streamed down her face silently. He just sat there, looking like a lost little boy.
"I– I–" he stuttered. "Heero?? Dead, but? God! I? Did that? But no, he can't– Relena..."
"Is that all you can think of? The promise you made to that harpy?" Dorothy said icily.
"NO! J!!" Odin bellowed.
J ran hurriedly into the room. "Yes?"
"Heero.... he?" the ashen faced father asked, trying to gain some understanding; maybe hoping that what his wife was screaming at him couldn't be true. Heero was only twenty-one years old.
"Odin, Heero is dead. I found a bottle of poison in his hand and a note written to you on the bedside table. I'm sorry. I'll go get Father Maxwell. He will make the burial arrangements. To bury two young family members so close to each other..... He will understand." J placed the note on Odin's desk and bowed out of the room.
Odin shakily reached for the note with Heero's precise handwriting on it, but then pulled back as if it would sting him. "Dorothy.... Please read it to me." he choked out.
Dorothy detachedly reached for the note, and started to read.
Dear Father, Mother,
I warned you both what the repercussions would be for your course of action. I am now waiting for my lover, my husband, in a much happier place. I am sure he will join me soon. This country needs to be taught a lesson, and if our lives are forfeit, then so be it. I love you both, despite your stupidity. Be happy for me. I will be with my one true love soon.
Eternally,
Heero
*****
~TBC (part 21 will be up later tonight)
Author: Jadeduo
Pairings: 2x1, 3+4 implied, R+1 one-sided
Warnings: yaoi, AU, romance, angst, violence, Relena bashing, lemon (eventually), deathfic Rating: R - NC-17
Disclaimer: None of the boys are mine... Only in my dreams... So don't sue all you'll get is a very beat up manga collection.
Note: This fic was inspired by a recent reading of Romeo and Juliet, and I thought what the hey. The structure will be much the same as will the story/part breaks... Ahh structure vs. complete chaos. So here goes my first fic, please be kind.
Author's Note: The last four parts were written in a fit of depression last night. My younger cousin died suddenly last sunday.... This fic for all intensive purposes is done. But I promised a happy alternate ending... I won't be able to write it for a few days, being that my sap meter is very low right now. So if you are waiting for the happy ending, read up to part 22 do NOT READ part 23, that is the deathfic part, Thankies ~Jadeduo
Special Dedication: The next four parts are dedicated to Marie E. Melloni, I'm sorry things didn't work out for you kid. I love you, be happy where ever you are.
Star-Crossed Lovers Part 20
J stood outside the study door, waiting for Odin to let him in. He wondered what Odin could want; the man had lost all interest in his son's education when he became old enough to fend for himself. Why the man cared now was beyond him.
"J, you can come in now," Odin called through the wooden door.
J bowed before the man, who was sitting at the desk, lost in his paperwork. "How can I be of service to you, Master Yuy?"
Odin looked up and waved at a chair. "Sit. J, I wanted to talk to you about Heero."
J looked mildly curious. "What is it you want to know?"
Odin rubbed his temples and sighed, gathering his thoughts. "How long has Heero been with.... With.... Maxwell?"
"What do you mean?"
"Damn it, J! You are his teacher, his mentor. You are supposed to be looking after him. Keeping him out of trouble!" Odin raged.
"Calm down, sir. Heero only practices swords with me in the morning, and then a study session in the afternoon. He shut me out of his life long ago; shortly after you shut him out of yours. I do not know how long he has been with Maxwell, but I've known for a long time that Heero prefers men. You can see it on his face; the way he looks at other men. If that is all you wanted to know, I need to wake him to prepare for the wedding."
Odin, subdued by this new information, mumbled, "I– Fine go wake him."
After J left, Odin sighed in defeat. //This is wrong. I was-am depriving my son of the life that he wants. Yet, this way there will be an heir; someone to carry on the family name. And Relena is royalty for god's sakes. How could I have missed that Heero liked men? How in the world… When in the world did that happen?//
At that moment, Dorothy burst into the room in a tornado-like fashion. "ODIN, you BASTARD!!! You KILLED our son!! Instead of marrying that bitch you engaged him to, and betraying his husband, he took his own life!!! Heero's DEAD! He poisoned himself!!! He's never coming back! And it's your fault! I hate you, you ASSHOLE!" Dorothy stood there breathing heavily, glaring at her husband, while silver tears streamed down her face silently. He just sat there, looking like a lost little boy.
"I– I–" he stuttered. "Heero?? Dead, but? God! I? Did that? But no, he can't– Relena..."
"Is that all you can think of? The promise you made to that harpy?" Dorothy said icily.
"NO! J!!" Odin bellowed.
J ran hurriedly into the room. "Yes?"
"Heero.... he?" the ashen faced father asked, trying to gain some understanding; maybe hoping that what his wife was screaming at him couldn't be true. Heero was only twenty-one years old.
"Odin, Heero is dead. I found a bottle of poison in his hand and a note written to you on the bedside table. I'm sorry. I'll go get Father Maxwell. He will make the burial arrangements. To bury two young family members so close to each other..... He will understand." J placed the note on Odin's desk and bowed out of the room.
Odin shakily reached for the note with Heero's precise handwriting on it, but then pulled back as if it would sting him. "Dorothy.... Please read it to me." he choked out.
Dorothy detachedly reached for the note, and started to read.
Dear Father, Mother,
I warned you both what the repercussions would be for your course of action. I am now waiting for my lover, my husband, in a much happier place. I am sure he will join me soon. This country needs to be taught a lesson, and if our lives are forfeit, then so be it. I love you both, despite your stupidity. Be happy for me. I will be with my one true love soon.
Eternally,
Heero
*****
~TBC (part 21 will be up later tonight)