Exotic Loyalty
By: Gypsy Tollamer
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Gypsy: Thank you to all of you who wished me well for my summer semester. I pulled all A's and took nine credit hours. It made a big difference to know that you all understood my absence of updates.
Thanks again but who's to say I even got done after that. First with fall semester came new classes and my job and then in November I broke my leg in a very bad fall. I was laid up for a few weeks in a neck brace and all sorts of stuff so I'm trying to make up for it. So since july I've had one update. Sorry again. Enjoy to this addition to Exotic Loyalty.
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Quatre pour a bucket of warm water over the new slaves head. The rest of the soap washed away and that when he noticed his shoulders shaking and small sniffles coming from the long haired boy.
"Hey." Quatre said moving to look at him face on. He touched his shoulder and sat on the floor. "What's wrong? Did you get soap in your eyes. I know it stings."
"No." he whimpered. The boy's violet eyes stared at Quatre strangely. "How do you do it?"
"Do what?" Quatre asked. " I don't understand."
"Be owned by someone. To never be free and be some little man's toy. How do you stand it?" he asked.
"Trowa may legally own me but we truly own each other." He said.
"Yeah right." Duo murmured.
"It's true. I know it's not the same for all slaves as it is for me but Heero will be very good to you I'm sure. Trowa wouldn't allow it."
"And the prince allows his cousin to boss him around? I think not. I've heard things about royalty, their the lowest form."
"And where did you hear that?" Quatre asked taking the soap and cleaning the grime off of Duo's back.
"Other slaves."
"They were probably trying to scare you. Some people don't know what their talking about." Quatre rinsed Duo's back and then handed Duo the cloth. "You can clean your front. I know I would want to instead of some stranger."
Duo nodded and did as he was told.
"How long have you?"
"Been a slave? Since I was eight." Quatre said getting a towel off of a table. "My father couldn't pay the taxes and the governor thought I was beautiful."
"Eight? Was he mean to you?"
"Yes, but I was given to a friend of his as a present when I was 11. Master Ward was very good to me and when he died Trowa's uncle purchased me at auction." Quatre said holding up the towel. "You better dry off."
"That's awful." Duo said getting up and drying off. "I would have killed myself rather then get passed around like something on the dinner table."
"You don't understand Duo. I understand that this is new for you but I don't regret anything. I kept my father and mother alive and my sisters and that is enough for me to go on when things are bad and because I have Trowa now and he is everything to me." He said. "let's get you ready. You can wear my clothes until Heero gets your own. Trowa spoils me I'm afraid."
"Is Trowa a prince too?" Duo asked.
"Yes, but he won't get the throne until his uncle dies." Quatre pulled out a red outfit and handed it to Duo. "Do you know how to put one of these on?"
Duo shook his head slowly. He couldn't help but feel insecure and stupid.
"I'll help you." Quatre said. " I will."
Quatre helped Duo into his outfit the whole time truly feeling worry for the young man.
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"You what??!" Heero's father yelled in the study.
"I bought a slave father." Heero said. "Trowa has one why not me?"
"You're too young." His father said.
"You got Maria when you were 13." Heero said speaking of his father's own personal slave. Maria had helped raise him and actually had been good friends with his mother before she passed. A thing Heero always wondered about. "I'm older then you were. I just want someone to talk to and have that connection with."
"This is all your doing." Heero's father said to Trowa. "You grew up so fast that you feel the need to pull Heero along with you."
"Heero made this decision on his own I swear. You have my honor on that." Trowa said.
"You should see him Father. He's my age. If I didn't take him then he could go somewhere where someone could hurt him." Heero said.
"Fine." The king said. "Trowa have you slave bring him down. I might as well meet yours as well. See what your Uncle has done to your morality."
Trowa frowned a bit and then went to the stairs to go to his chamber. Quatre had not ruined his morality but been his salvation. He would have committed the most mortal of sins after his mother and sister were murdered. Suicide.
He knocked on the door and entered. Quatre had done the unthinkable. Heero's slave was even more gorgeous then Trowa had expected. Wearing one of Quatre's outfits he showed miles of golden olive skin and was wearing some of Quatre's jewelry. Quatre on the other hand looked even more radiant then ever.
"Does the king want to see him now?" he asked putting the last pleat of Duo's hair into a braid complete with golden ribbons and a few golden coins.
"yes, in fact the both of you."
Quatre turned pale. "The king? Why?"
"To see what has corrupted me so." Trowa said sarcastically. "Go get finished dressed and I'll tell Duo the rules of the court."
Quatre nodded and went into the wash room with a wooden box in his hands. And a paper wrapped package in his arms.
"Rule one: The king is your majesty, Heero is master and you put the word lord in front of anyone's name who is of royalty. Like me. I'm Lord Trowa to you. But you just keep to sirs and madams with the staff of the castle unless noted other wise. Quatre is just Quatre though although it's probably not the best time to refer to him right now. My uncle's upset with me. Just act like you've looked like that all the time. Trowa sprayed a little lavender on Duo's skin.
"There." Trowa said. "Quatre hurry!."
Duo gasped when Quatre came out a few moments later. Quatre was gorgeous in a gray outfit with silver dripping on him everywhere. Trowa put a smoky topaz and diamond necklace on him and Quatre lined his eyes and sprayed rose water on his skin.
Quatre slipped on slippers and a anklet of bells on his left foot.
"You'll have to go barefoot." He told Duo.
"Let's go." Trowa said and then they went down the long corridor to the stairs and began to walk down them.
"Don't make eye contact unless asked to." Quatre whispered to duo. "No talking unless talked to and then whisper. Act helpless if all else fails. It never has failed me."
Trowa opened the large ornate doors and the three entered the chamber.
END OF PART 5
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