Disclaimer: Neither Gundam Wing nor its characters are mine. They are the
property of
their respective owners. Rhys (when he shows up) is not mine. He is the property of
Laurel K. Hamilton.
Pairings: 2x1 (eventually), 6+1, 5+1, implied 3+4, others to be named
Rating: R
Warnings: AU, OOC, probably lemon, semi Duo-bastardization (don't worry, he
gets over it)
The Elements
Chapter 4
Heero ran up to his room, not wanting to face his brothers after leaving them to talk to Wufei. He knew they didn't approve of Wufei, but Heero liked him. He'd always had a thing for guys with long hair.
He reached the room and hoped that Duo wasn't back yet -- he really didn't feel like dealing with the older boy right now. He reached into his pants' pocket for his room key, and cursed when it wasn't there.
Heero looked around the hall, and, finding no one, put his hand over the doorknob. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the lock. His mind's eye delved deep, stopping at the latch. Heero asked it to move, and it did, unlocking the door. He opened the door and went into the room, satisfied that he had done at least *one* thing right that day. But it would've been kind of pathetic if he hadn't been able to get the door open. After all, the doorknob was made of metal, which came from the earth, and he *was* Earth.
Heero shrugged off his thoughts and walked over to his trunk, sitting down in the floor in front of it. He unlocked it with the key and opened the lid. He reached inside, and lifted out the book. It was an ancient book, had been in Heero's family for countless generations, and now he was its keeper. The book always went to the youngest, and that was him.
Heero hefted the heavy book in his arms and went to sit on his bed, not bothering to lock the trunk or even close the lid. He sat Indian-style with the book in his lap. He opened it to a random page, and his eyes fell on the image of his mother. He traced his fingers down the line of her jaw. Goddess, how he missed her. He turned the page, and saw the portrait of his father. His father looked like Legolas in the "Lord of the Rings" movie, with his aristocratic face, his long blond hair, and his pointed ears.
Heero reached up and felt of his own ears, the points at the top always made him fell closer to his father. He sighed, and turned to the last page -- the page about him and his brothers. 'The Elements,' it said at the top. 'The Elements are ancient creatures, but mortal. They re-incarnate after death, usually in the form of siblings. There are five Elements -- Fire, Water, Air, Earth, and Spirit. the are most often born in this order.
'As a result of their tremendous power, the Elements must constantly move.
Legend has it that if they should stay in one area for more than a year, the magic buildup would result in a portal to other worlds being opened. These other worlds are supposedly hostile, and the creatures there would take great pleasure in destroying our world.
'At the time of this writing, Fire, Water, and Air have been born. They are my children. I am currently pregnant with Earth and Spirit.'
The page was signed 'Queen Ayiana of the Sidhe Faeries and the Woodland Elves." His mother -- queen of the faeries by birthright, and of the elves by marriage.
Heero closed the book on his lap. He laughed dryly at the last paragraph his mother had written. If he didn't laugh, he was going to cry.
Queen Ayiana had indeed been correct about carrying Earth and Spirit. She had been pregnant with twins -- Heero and his sister, Kali. Kali had died in the womb, leaving Heero to absorb her power. This made Heero two Elements -- Earth and Spirit.
Heero sighed; he didn't want to think about this right now. He wanted to think about his date with Wufei tomorrow. It was going to be his first *real* date.
Heero got up from his bed and gently placed his family's Book of Shadows back in the trunk. He closed the lid and locked it before going over to his closet to pick out what he was going to wear tomorrow night. He pushed through the numerous uniforms he had in there -- he'd picked them up when they checked into the school -- but he couldn't find anything suitable.
Finally, he found the perfect outfit. The jeans were a dark rinse blue, slung low enough that he would have to wear briefs instead of his usual boxers. The shirt was white; it had long sleeves and said "Leo" -- his zodiac sign --on it in big blue letters. Both articles were tight enough that they would showcase his muscles, but loose enough that he would be able to move and not be labeled "slutty."
Heero knew that Rafe had probably listened to his conversation with Wufei, and that by now all three of his brothers knew about his date tomorrow night. Rafe was Air and had most likely manipulated his element to bring Wufei and Heero's conversation right to his ears. Heero also knew that if his brothers *did* know of his date, at least one of them would follow him and Wufei, so he didn't want to look slutty. If he looked *too* good, Leif -- the oldest of the triplets, and Fire -- wouldn't let him go.
***
Duo burst into his room. He had left the cafeteria after Wufei came back to the table with stars in his eyes and told them that he had a date with Heero Yuy. He wouldn't -- couldn't -- listen to his best friend wax poetic about another guy. Especially not one Heero Yuy.
Duo realized that his plan of retreating to the sanctity of his room wasn't a good one when his eyes fell on Heero's bed, Heero's desk, and finally, the problem himself. Duo glared at him, putting away his clothes as Duo went to sit on his bed.
Heero had been the first boy Wufei had kissed -- the little slut had made his best friend gay. he was trying to make *him* gay, too. Duo could tell by the way he was strutting around the room, being pretty like a girl.
Duo heard Heero say something, and realized that the boy was talking to him. "What?" he asked.
"I said, I'm going to take a shower. Do you need in the bathroom first?" Heero repeated.
Duo shook his head, noticing for the first time the towel and nightclothes in Heero's hand. "No, go ahead."
Heero nodded at this, going into the bathroom and shutting the door. Duo waited several seconds before rising off the bed and walking over to the picture he had hung on the wall. He took the picture down, and placed it on the floor, peering into the hole it had been covering.
***Lemon***
CENSORED--uncensored version at gundam-wing-universe.net
***End Lemon***
He stormed into the room and threw open the shower door. Heero turned around, startled, as the water continued to rain on him. Duo didn't wait for him to recover from his shock before he grabbed his hair and pulled him from the shower. He pushed Heero away from him, and the boy's head slammed into the base of the toilet.
"How do you like that, queerbait?" Duo asked him, straddling his legs over the boy's upturned ass. Did you think you could try to turn me gay and get way with it? Huh? Did you?" Duo grabbed Heero's hair and banged his head into the floor. "Answer me when I'm talking to you!"
Duo heard the whore saying something, and leaned down closer to hear. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please, don't hurt me. I'll leave you alone. I'll leave your friends alone. Hell, I'll change rooms. Just don't kill me." Duo heard him say.
When Duo hear the word "kill", he noticed what he was doing. He saw the blood on the tile floor -- Heero's blood, that he had put there. He crawled off Heero, and retreated to the other side of the room. Duo noticed that Heero retreated to the corner behind the toilet.
"I'm sorry," Duo offered lamely.
"S'okay," Heero answered through hitching sobs. His lip was cut, probably from one of the bolts holding the toilet to the floor; and right above his eyebrow he was bleeding, probably for the same reason. Blood was matting in his hair from when he had slammed into the toilet the first time.
Duo stood up and walked over to Heero, who cowered when he got near. "I'm really sorry," Duo said, before leaving the bathroom.
***
Heero watched from his place on the floor as Duo walked out of the room. After he was gone, Heero jumped up to lock the door, before remembering that the latch was broken. Not wanting to reveal himself as non-human, he dragged Duo's hamper, full of clothes, in front of the door.
Then he jumped back in the shower to wash the blood off. He did it quickly to prevent another attack. He got out of the shower, and started to bandage his wounds. It was odd, but he didn't hate Duo; he felt sorry for him.
He knew he should loathe his would-be rapist, but he just couldn't. Sure, the remembered feel of Duo's jeans-clad erection filled him with fear, but Duo didn't go through with it. He didn't rape Heero, though, even when he was holding all the cards and had all the advantages. Besides, it wasn't Duo's fault he was completely homophobic and self-hating -- it was his mother's.
Heero knew that Duo would never forgive himself for what he had done, what he had been about to do. He got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, putting the hamper back where it had been and turning off the radio. He saw that Duo was asleep and sighed with relief; this would make his job so much easier.
Heero approached Duo cautiously. When the boy didn't stir, he lay one hand on Duo's jawline. Then, he whispered one word, "Forget," before sealing it with a kiss to Duo's forehead.
He walked over to his own bed and climbed in. Heero set his internal clock for midnight, when he was supposed to meet his brothers. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, determined not to let them know what happened here.
Selune
their respective owners. Rhys (when he shows up) is not mine. He is the property of
Laurel K. Hamilton.
Pairings: 2x1 (eventually), 6+1, 5+1, implied 3+4, others to be named
Rating: R
Warnings: AU, OOC, probably lemon, semi Duo-bastardization (don't worry, he
gets over it)
The Elements
Chapter 4
Heero ran up to his room, not wanting to face his brothers after leaving them to talk to Wufei. He knew they didn't approve of Wufei, but Heero liked him. He'd always had a thing for guys with long hair.
He reached the room and hoped that Duo wasn't back yet -- he really didn't feel like dealing with the older boy right now. He reached into his pants' pocket for his room key, and cursed when it wasn't there.
Heero looked around the hall, and, finding no one, put his hand over the doorknob. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the lock. His mind's eye delved deep, stopping at the latch. Heero asked it to move, and it did, unlocking the door. He opened the door and went into the room, satisfied that he had done at least *one* thing right that day. But it would've been kind of pathetic if he hadn't been able to get the door open. After all, the doorknob was made of metal, which came from the earth, and he *was* Earth.
Heero shrugged off his thoughts and walked over to his trunk, sitting down in the floor in front of it. He unlocked it with the key and opened the lid. He reached inside, and lifted out the book. It was an ancient book, had been in Heero's family for countless generations, and now he was its keeper. The book always went to the youngest, and that was him.
Heero hefted the heavy book in his arms and went to sit on his bed, not bothering to lock the trunk or even close the lid. He sat Indian-style with the book in his lap. He opened it to a random page, and his eyes fell on the image of his mother. He traced his fingers down the line of her jaw. Goddess, how he missed her. He turned the page, and saw the portrait of his father. His father looked like Legolas in the "Lord of the Rings" movie, with his aristocratic face, his long blond hair, and his pointed ears.
Heero reached up and felt of his own ears, the points at the top always made him fell closer to his father. He sighed, and turned to the last page -- the page about him and his brothers. 'The Elements,' it said at the top. 'The Elements are ancient creatures, but mortal. They re-incarnate after death, usually in the form of siblings. There are five Elements -- Fire, Water, Air, Earth, and Spirit. the are most often born in this order.
'As a result of their tremendous power, the Elements must constantly move.
Legend has it that if they should stay in one area for more than a year, the magic buildup would result in a portal to other worlds being opened. These other worlds are supposedly hostile, and the creatures there would take great pleasure in destroying our world.
'At the time of this writing, Fire, Water, and Air have been born. They are my children. I am currently pregnant with Earth and Spirit.'
The page was signed 'Queen Ayiana of the Sidhe Faeries and the Woodland Elves." His mother -- queen of the faeries by birthright, and of the elves by marriage.
Heero closed the book on his lap. He laughed dryly at the last paragraph his mother had written. If he didn't laugh, he was going to cry.
Queen Ayiana had indeed been correct about carrying Earth and Spirit. She had been pregnant with twins -- Heero and his sister, Kali. Kali had died in the womb, leaving Heero to absorb her power. This made Heero two Elements -- Earth and Spirit.
Heero sighed; he didn't want to think about this right now. He wanted to think about his date with Wufei tomorrow. It was going to be his first *real* date.
Heero got up from his bed and gently placed his family's Book of Shadows back in the trunk. He closed the lid and locked it before going over to his closet to pick out what he was going to wear tomorrow night. He pushed through the numerous uniforms he had in there -- he'd picked them up when they checked into the school -- but he couldn't find anything suitable.
Finally, he found the perfect outfit. The jeans were a dark rinse blue, slung low enough that he would have to wear briefs instead of his usual boxers. The shirt was white; it had long sleeves and said "Leo" -- his zodiac sign --on it in big blue letters. Both articles were tight enough that they would showcase his muscles, but loose enough that he would be able to move and not be labeled "slutty."
Heero knew that Rafe had probably listened to his conversation with Wufei, and that by now all three of his brothers knew about his date tomorrow night. Rafe was Air and had most likely manipulated his element to bring Wufei and Heero's conversation right to his ears. Heero also knew that if his brothers *did* know of his date, at least one of them would follow him and Wufei, so he didn't want to look slutty. If he looked *too* good, Leif -- the oldest of the triplets, and Fire -- wouldn't let him go.
***
Duo burst into his room. He had left the cafeteria after Wufei came back to the table with stars in his eyes and told them that he had a date with Heero Yuy. He wouldn't -- couldn't -- listen to his best friend wax poetic about another guy. Especially not one Heero Yuy.
Duo realized that his plan of retreating to the sanctity of his room wasn't a good one when his eyes fell on Heero's bed, Heero's desk, and finally, the problem himself. Duo glared at him, putting away his clothes as Duo went to sit on his bed.
Heero had been the first boy Wufei had kissed -- the little slut had made his best friend gay. he was trying to make *him* gay, too. Duo could tell by the way he was strutting around the room, being pretty like a girl.
Duo heard Heero say something, and realized that the boy was talking to him. "What?" he asked.
"I said, I'm going to take a shower. Do you need in the bathroom first?" Heero repeated.
Duo shook his head, noticing for the first time the towel and nightclothes in Heero's hand. "No, go ahead."
Heero nodded at this, going into the bathroom and shutting the door. Duo waited several seconds before rising off the bed and walking over to the picture he had hung on the wall. He took the picture down, and placed it on the floor, peering into the hole it had been covering.
***Lemon***
CENSORED--uncensored version at gundam-wing-universe.net
***End Lemon***
He stormed into the room and threw open the shower door. Heero turned around, startled, as the water continued to rain on him. Duo didn't wait for him to recover from his shock before he grabbed his hair and pulled him from the shower. He pushed Heero away from him, and the boy's head slammed into the base of the toilet.
"How do you like that, queerbait?" Duo asked him, straddling his legs over the boy's upturned ass. Did you think you could try to turn me gay and get way with it? Huh? Did you?" Duo grabbed Heero's hair and banged his head into the floor. "Answer me when I'm talking to you!"
Duo heard the whore saying something, and leaned down closer to hear. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please, don't hurt me. I'll leave you alone. I'll leave your friends alone. Hell, I'll change rooms. Just don't kill me." Duo heard him say.
When Duo hear the word "kill", he noticed what he was doing. He saw the blood on the tile floor -- Heero's blood, that he had put there. He crawled off Heero, and retreated to the other side of the room. Duo noticed that Heero retreated to the corner behind the toilet.
"I'm sorry," Duo offered lamely.
"S'okay," Heero answered through hitching sobs. His lip was cut, probably from one of the bolts holding the toilet to the floor; and right above his eyebrow he was bleeding, probably for the same reason. Blood was matting in his hair from when he had slammed into the toilet the first time.
Duo stood up and walked over to Heero, who cowered when he got near. "I'm really sorry," Duo said, before leaving the bathroom.
***
Heero watched from his place on the floor as Duo walked out of the room. After he was gone, Heero jumped up to lock the door, before remembering that the latch was broken. Not wanting to reveal himself as non-human, he dragged Duo's hamper, full of clothes, in front of the door.
Then he jumped back in the shower to wash the blood off. He did it quickly to prevent another attack. He got out of the shower, and started to bandage his wounds. It was odd, but he didn't hate Duo; he felt sorry for him.
He knew he should loathe his would-be rapist, but he just couldn't. Sure, the remembered feel of Duo's jeans-clad erection filled him with fear, but Duo didn't go through with it. He didn't rape Heero, though, even when he was holding all the cards and had all the advantages. Besides, it wasn't Duo's fault he was completely homophobic and self-hating -- it was his mother's.
Heero knew that Duo would never forgive himself for what he had done, what he had been about to do. He got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, putting the hamper back where it had been and turning off the radio. He saw that Duo was asleep and sighed with relief; this would make his job so much easier.
Heero approached Duo cautiously. When the boy didn't stir, he lay one hand on Duo's jawline. Then, he whispered one word, "Forget," before sealing it with a kiss to Duo's forehead.
He walked over to his own bed and climbed in. Heero set his internal clock for midnight, when he was supposed to meet his brothers. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, determined not to let them know what happened here.
Selune