I was looking for something the other day staring an evil Quatre and only found a few things. So here is the warning some if not all of the G-boys will be evil bad people. Not horribly bad just not necessarily the good guys. Also they will probably be OC. Well, I mean if they are not the heroes I have to change them a little.
The house was on top of the bluffs overlooking the ocean. There was no beach just a cliff. The house was two stories. He lived there with some of his experiments. No one bothered him and those that did didn't stay around very long. It was hard to find a body in those dark waters and there were so many underwater caves that a body might never find its way to the surface.
He wasn't a truly evil man he was just exacting. He knew what he wanted and didn't care what it took for him to get there. His father died not to long ago and it was his father's work that he was trying to finish. His father was one of the greatest scientists the world had ever seen and his formula could revolutionize the medical industry. It could make someone stronger. They would be able to heal themselves. The formula would instruct the body in the best way to heal itself. But it also had other applications. Some would be very lucrative if he could figure out a stable version of the formula. The problem is that it differs depending on the test subject. If the subject is already strong willed then the drug will fill them with a sense of invulnerability. If they are weak they will be submissive to your every will, but predicting exactly how the drug would affect a subject was very difficult. If one didn't know the exact affects then it would be worthless. So his only task now was to refine the formula to better predict the end results or even more lucrative to master the formula and create a person to be molded to specific parameters.
That's why he was at this club. He had done it before in different clubs all over the place. Find a test subject and then bring them back to your place. No one would ever miss the miscreants he met at these clubs. He wasn't stupid though. He knew it was dangerous but that is why he always brought insurance, and his insurance went by the name of Heero Yui. Heero used to be his Dad's lab assistant. After his dad's death he found comfort in Heero's arms and when he was no longer pleased with Heero he turned him into his first human test subject. Heero was a very intelligent and intense young man. Before the experiment he was also very passionate. Now he was more like a shell, a very efficient shell. His strength increased, he was always good at hacking and now that he was no longer bothered by pesky morals he would do anything Quatre said. So he was brought along for security. He was also there to help double success. Heero was quite attractive with his messy short brown hair. He was of Japanese descent and spoke fluent Japanese and English. He was of average height and of slight but muscular build.
That night was no different from any of the others. The two boys entered the club and ordered drinks. Quatre surveyed the club looking for his next helper. He stood at the bar for about an hour before he saw him. He was on the dance floor with a girl and another boy. He had reddish brown hair with weird bangs in front that covered one of his shining green eyes. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a skin tight black shirt that showed every curve of his body. Quatre took one look at him and knew he had found his next subject. He approached the group. He got the boy's attention and started to dance with him. They danced for two songs. After the second song, Quatre asked if he could buy the boy a drink. The boy agreed and Quatre walked over to the bar with him. They both ordered and found a table where they could talk. The two sat down and began to talk. They were going through the entire pick up talk: What's your name? Where are you from? I like your shirt. You look good tonight.
About an hour went by. Now they were done all the preliminary talking and the heavy flirting could begin. Quatre rubbed his hand up Trowa's leg. Then he moved closer and the two boys kissed. It looked for a second there like Quatre would swallow Trowa hole, but Trowa never complained. He was very eager to follow Quatre's lead. When Quatre suggested they go back to his place, Trowa didn't disagree.
Trowa had done this before. One night stands. Boy or girls it didn't matter much. You went to these kinds of places for a one night stand. You didn't come here to find your soul mate. The boys both got up. Trowa went to find his friends and tell them not to worry about him and Quatre went to go find Heero.
Heero was over in a corner having his own fun with some unknown bottled blond. Quatre walked up to him and whispered in his ear "It's time to go. Bring her if you want, but tomorrow morning she is your responsibility." Heero brought her and the four left the club.
Trowa was very impressed with the house. It was not what he was used to. It was too nice. "Do you really live here?" Trowa asked.
Quatre just laughed and led the group into the house. As soon as they entered Heero and the girl started to kiss. Heero slowly made his way to his bedroom with the girl a path of clothes on floor mirroring Hansel and Gretel's bread crumbs but it didn't look like anyone would want to be leaving that night.
Trowa and Quatre were having their own fun. Quatre took Trowa to a room that he used especially for these occasions. He and Trowa started to kiss and they made their way over to the bed. Clothes weren't much of an obstacle and it didn't take long for there to be a pile at the side of the bed. When they were done, Trowa drifted to sleep.
Quatre waited until Trowa was asleep. He then rolled over and started to fiddle with things inside the night stand. He slid over to Trowa holding a needle in his hand. He jabbed the needle into Trowa's arm. Trowa screamed and then his world once again grew very dark.
Trowa woke up feeling very sore. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around the room. He was in a stranger's bed but the stranger was not there. This wasn't the first time he had woken up not knowing exactly where he was. He moved to get up to go find a shower but as he moved to stand he got very dizzy and was forced to lie back down. That's when he heard it, a voice that he would soon learn to fear and loath.
"You won't be able to do much without instruction for the next several days but soon you'll be able to think on your own. Well, actually pretty damn close to thinking on your own." The blond devil said. "By the way how do you feel?"
"Fine." Trowa replied.
Ok well that is the beginning if you like it tell me. I don't exactly know in which direction this will go because I plan to free write the whole thing. Constructive criticism is welcome, heck you can even tell me you hate it.