Exotic Loyalty
By: Gypsy Tollamer
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Trowa looked at his cousin who stood there with his mouth hanging open. Trowa bent over to retrieve the book which had fallen to the floor.
"Sorry, Heero." He said. "Actually I was coming to see you."
Heero just stood there took the book from his cousin and turned around toward his room.
"Heero?" Trowa asked. Heero stopped to stare at his cousin over his shoulder.
"Yes, Trowa?" he asked softly.
"We need to talk." The green eyed teenager said. "Can I talk to you?"
Heero nodded and Trowa followed the prince into his bedroom. Trowa looked around. It looked the same as it had all those years ago.
"You haven't changed one bit." Trowa said sitting at the small table in the corner.
"And you've changed everything." Heero snapped. 'Where's my cousin? Where's my best friend? Here you are with the mysterious hair cut and your own personal whore!"
Trowa stood up. "What did you just say?"
"What's wrong with you Trowa? Did your Uncle put this up to you? I mean, Is it this about Catherine and your mother or what?" he asked.
"Heero, unlike you. I had to grow up. My whole family is dead, I didn't have any choice. It was either grow up or die and because of Quatre I chose to grow up and not kill myself. I refuse to bury myself in guilt. Unlike you." Trowa said. "I never want to hear you say those things about Quatre ever again."
Heero turned around to face the window. Trowa had never yelled at him. No one had ever yelled at him and this feeling in his chest was a new thing. He'd felt a lot of things in his life but not this feeling of being beneath some one.
"Look Heero. I'm sorry. That was pretty insensitive of me." He said standing beside his cousin. "You have grown up just not as much, I guess."
"Are you happy?" Heero asked after a minute of silence.
"Very much." Trowa said.
"With him?" Heero asked.
"yes." He said. "I love him."
"I wish I could be happy." Heero said sitting on the window sill. 'But it looks like I'll never be."
"Why are you unhappy?" Trowa asked.
"I don't have anyone. I'm all alone. I mean you don't realize this but you're my only friend Trowa." He said wiping the one tear that had crept down his face.
"For a while it was the same for me." His cousin said. "Then I got one. Sure, by law he may be loyal to me forever but we're friends still. No matter who owns who. In a way we own eachother."
"It sound wonderful." Heero said. "I heard him say your first name. That means a lot, you know?"
"I know." He said looking out the window a minute. "Why don't you do something for yourself for once?"
"What do you mean?" Heero asked.
"How much money have you saved up from your weekly allowance?" Trowa asked.
"About 300 gold pieces or so." He said. "Nothing to really buy with it."
"Get dressed Heero. We're going into town." His cousin said.
"Huh?" Heero asked.
"We're buying you a companion. I mean, After I leave you'll be all alone again. Unless…." Trowa smiled.
"I buy a Quatre for myself." He said. "I like that idea."
"You know you don't have to have sex with him." Trowa said.
"I don't think I'd want to." Heero said. "I mean, I don't know…"
"You'll learn and then you'll live for it!" Trowa said hopping out the door and closing it before going to his room to get dressed.
Heero smiled and reached for his boots.
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Trowa and Heero stood outside the auction house. They got off their horses and let the valets take them away to the watering area. The owner; Marko as he was known came up to them.
"Your majesties." He stammered. "Had I known you were coming I would have cleaned."
"Atleast we get to see what everyone else does." Trowa said. "His majesty, Prince Heero is in the market for a personal; chamber slave. Can you help him?"
"Oh yes. Chamber slaves are on this hall. Inspect them and take anyone you want. Free of charge of course. Consider it a gift, your majesty." He stammered again.
"Thankyou Sir." Heero said. Heero and Trowa walked down the hallway. One young lady with honey colored curls came right up the bars in her cage. She looked about 14.
"Are you two, really princes?" she asked in awe.
Trowa smiled and kissed her hand. She blushed and turned away to sigh.
They continued to look seeing that all the slaves were all exoticly beautiful and in good health. Heero stopped in front of one cage. He looked in. One long haired man sat in the back corner scowling at him.
"Don't even think of buying me, you yuppie. I won't put out." He said bitterly.
"I don't want you to." Heero said. "I'm Prince Heero and you are?"
"Duo, but don't even think of impressing me with that prince bit. I'll still kick your ass." He said.
"I want him." Heero said.
"Feisty ones, huh?" Trowa asked. He waved Marko over.
"Now the only problem is getting him back to the castle." Heero said. "Call a public carriage and tether our horses behind." Marko nodded and then sent a messenger to do just that.
Duo's amethyst eyes flashed.. He couldn't believe he was being bought and that his fears of being owned were coming true.
-END OF PART THREE