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*Note: See first chapter for warnings and other story information.
**Note: I'd just like to thank every one who reviewed and I'm sorry I can't thank you all by name! You don't know how happy you made me and how much confidence you gave me! I can't wait to get out the next chapters because of you people. A thousand times thank you! I'm so overwhelmed.
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Chapter Three: Back To 'Life'
When they reached their destination, Heero found himself with a dilemma. He had forgotten that the others couldn't jump like him, and even if they could, it would be too noisy. He would have to take each one up personally, one at a time, more for their comfort then his. He could lift each one up at the same time. Heero handed Duo over to Quatre, who happened to be closest to him.
"Why are we standing at a dead end Yuy?" Wufei asked crossly. Heero didn't answer. Instead he went over and picked Wufei up and jumped, silently and effortlessly as ever. Wufei 'eeped' as he flew through the air. Heero smirked as he set the Chinese boy down.
"The injustice!" Wufei cried, but said nothing else. Heero rolled his eyes and stepped off of the platform. Wufei walked over to the ledge a looked over just as Heero landed from his twenty foot drop, gently took Duo back from Quatre and jumped back up, with more grace then a cat, landing just the same. The only sound he made was his shirt fluttering in the slight breeze as he almost flew through the air.
"Stop gawking and take Duo for me, I have to get the other two." Heero told the small pilot tersely. Wufei nodded and took the braided boy from the vampire. Heero again rolled his eyes before stepping off the ledge and returning with Trowa, leaving the little blond to last.
"How about I just wait here." Quatre said as Heero moved towards him.
"It's not that safe to wait here. If you got bit, Trowa would kill me." Heero said, he smirked then, "Or try."
"Fine." Quatre sighed. Heero picked Quatre up and jumped. A small scream escaped the blond Arabian and he clung tight to the Japanese boy.
"Quatre, you can let go." Heero said slightly exasperated, "We're here." Quatre shakily pulled away from Heero and looked around, seeing Trowa, he immediately ran over and clung to his koi, not letting go.
Heero took Duo from Wufei then walked up to the heavy metal door, "Heero here, guests."
"How many?" a female voice inquired before opening the door.
"Four." Heero replied as he smiled at Kikki as she gave him a hug.
"We have to get Duo to my chambers though, Solo kind of surprised him." Heero said. Kikki nodded and started walking ahead, motioning to the other three to follow.
"Quatre, stick close." Heero whispered. Quatre looked confused but nodded and moved closer to Heero, not letting go of Trowa's hand. As they moved through the corridor, people would move out of their way and salute, bow or curtsy. Kikki lead on through the many hallways until she came to large double dark mahogany doors. Kikki opened one door and stepped aside.
"Arigato." Heero said.
"No problem, I'll get Solo. Then when everything is sorted out between those two, maybe you should tell Duo a little more about your life here, a few things in particular." she pointed to three portraits on the wall and left the room shutting the door behind her as she went.
'How am I going to tell him?' Heero asked himself as he looked with soft eyes down at the braided boy he held in his arms. Heero sat Duo down on the large king size four poster, canopy bed. He went over to massive arched windows and pulled back the heavy sapphire and violet layered curtains, allowing light into the room. He squinted slightly at the brightness before adjusting to it, just as there came a knock at the door.
"Come in." Heero instructed. The door opened to reveal Solo, looking a bit afraid.
"Hello Solo." Heero said.
"That's Solo? But he's so young." Quatre observed.
"Hey! I rightfully should be twenty three! But well, Duo probably told the story to at least one of you. A nice man named Hawke found me, then turned me, now here I am." Solo said grinning, "Now the challenge is making the Kid believe something which is completely different to what he believed for ten years. Duo is quite the sceptic when it comes to certain things." Duo groaned from his place on the bed, and blinked open one violet eye, before it was joined by its companion.
"Speak of the Devil. You all right Kid?" Solo asked gently, "Sorry I scared ya."
"You mean, it wasn't a dream?" Duo asked.
"No, not a dream." Solo confirmed. Duo sat up and found himself eye to eye with the former gang leader, who sat on the edge of the big bed.
"I guess I really shouldn't call ya 'Kid' anymore. You sorta are older then me." Solo laughed, "Well in body anyway."
"So, you're a vampire now? Like Heero?" Duo asked. Solo nodded.
"Yep, youngest vampire, or as Heero refers to it, I'm the runt." Solo said.
Duo laughed, "You mean, Heero actually calls you the runt? Somehow I find that hard to believe."
"Why?" Solo looked confused.
"It's just not... Heero-like." Duo said glancing to the quiet Japanese boy. The other three pilots nodded their agreement.
"It's not? Since when?" Solo looked up at the others.
"Well, you see, I'm not the Heero you know when I'm around them, I'm kinda sedate, I guess you could say." Heero explained.
"You're joking right?" Solo said. Heero shook his head.
"You mean, that's not what he's like all the time?" Duo asked.
"Not in the least!" Solo exclaimed, "I mean just ask Kikki or Hawke! Now I haveta go, Audbrey needs my help." Solo walked out shaking his head, "See ya guys!"
"Um, can you three leave me and Duo alone for awhile?" Heero asked hopefully, "Kikki will show you around." The three nodded taking note of the seriousness in Heero's voice and left the room without a second thought.
"So Hee-chan," Duo said once they were alone, "You've been alive since the eleventh century right? So like did you ever get married or have kids?" Heero stiffened. How did Duo know that is what he wanted to talk about?
"I did." Heero said quietly sitting next to Duo, who leaned on the headboard.
"So your spouse was mortal?" Duo stated more then asked.
"No, she was a vampire, we had two daughters in the twentieth century." Heero answered.
"Had? Was?" Duo seemed confused.
"My wife and youngest daughter were killed by the demons. My eldest is still alive." Heero said.
"Oh yeah, who is she?" Duo asked moving closer.
"You've met her, Kikki, her body is fourteen." Heero explained.
"But that's only three years younger then you." Duo was incredibly confused.
"Yes, the lives of a pure vampire are strange things. To make us appear more real we, 'age', 'grow' and 'die' just like you. When we are 'dead' we really just sleep for three years at the most, then wake-up as babies, then 'live' over again. But when a vampire is killed, that's the end, no more waking up. Kikki found her mother's and sister's bodies when she was seven years old Duo. Nixie was only five and her mother, Homiko, was twenty-seven. The demon leader at that time, Greg, killed them personally. You know how it feels to have someone you love die, I know you do. But she was seven Duo." much to the surprise of Duo Heero began to silently cry. Duo moved close and wrapped his arms around his crying koi, Heero gladly melted into the embrace.
"I do know how it feels Heero, I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry." Duo whispered, "I want to help but I don't know how."
"Just do what you're doing." Heero replied sleepily.
Just as Heero began to drift off, the doors banged open and a frightened blond sprinted into the room, jumping on the bed and diving under the covers. Heero sighed and regretfully pulled away from the loving embrace.
"Kikki what did you do?" Heero asked the snickering girl.
"*giggle*....I....*snicker* ....t...took them...*chuckle*....to the north....*giggle*...t..tower!" She finished just as she fell over laughing. Heero sighed and put a hand over his face as he shook his head.
"Kikki go to your room." Heero ordered. The girl gaped like a fish out of water and stared, disbelief clear on her delicate features.
"But Daddy." she whined.
"Now." Heero answered. The sulking girl got to her feet and walked down the hall glaring at the black marble floor, grumbling to herself all the way.
"Why'd they swarm Winner like bees to honey?" Wufei inquired from his place against the wall.
"How many blondes have you seen?" Heero replied with a question of his own.
"One." Duo replied for them, "Solo." He smirked at the irony.
"Hai, blondes are rare, fragile, I mean you have to feed on two or three of them at a time. So when you try to turn them, they usually die before you have the chance." Heero said as if he was relaying something normal to humans.
"But why Quatre?" Trowa voiced.
"Empathetic abilities. Quite a catch. When cherubs turn someone that person is loyal to them and me only. They will follow the turner's every beck and call, unless ordered not to. Solo was a different case though, I think because of the life he had and how nice of a guy Hawke is." Heero shrugged indifferently and turned to the door.
"One more question." Quatre said. Heero looked over his shoulder raising one eloquent eyebrow.
"Why did Kikki call you 'Daddy' when you were reprimanding her?" Quatre asked.
"Why do children normally call someone daddy?" Heero replied and exited the room.
"But he's seventeen years old." Quatre said.
"Que ball, he's been around since the eleventh century." Duo stated. Sudden realization dawned on the blond boy and was mirrored in the other two's faces. Heero was ancient!
"How old is she then?" Trowa asked.
"Heero told me she was born in the twentieth century." Duo replied.
Later that night Heero got up out of bed and padded over to the bathroom in his black silky pyjama bottoms. He flipped on the light of the massive room and went about his business.
As he was doing this he felt a cool hand touch his bare shoulder. The Japanese young man woke immediately at the unknown touch and whipped around instinctively barring his fangs and reaching for his pistol(loaded with silver bullets) which wasn't there.
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TBC...? Please C&C I love to hear from you people! And sorry this chapter is so boring, History usually is. -_-;
*Note: See first chapter for warnings and other story information.
**Note: I'd just like to thank every one who reviewed and I'm sorry I can't thank you all by name! You don't know how happy you made me and how much confidence you gave me! I can't wait to get out the next chapters because of you people. A thousand times thank you! I'm so overwhelmed.
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Chapter Three: Back To 'Life'
When they reached their destination, Heero found himself with a dilemma. He had forgotten that the others couldn't jump like him, and even if they could, it would be too noisy. He would have to take each one up personally, one at a time, more for their comfort then his. He could lift each one up at the same time. Heero handed Duo over to Quatre, who happened to be closest to him.
"Why are we standing at a dead end Yuy?" Wufei asked crossly. Heero didn't answer. Instead he went over and picked Wufei up and jumped, silently and effortlessly as ever. Wufei 'eeped' as he flew through the air. Heero smirked as he set the Chinese boy down.
"The injustice!" Wufei cried, but said nothing else. Heero rolled his eyes and stepped off of the platform. Wufei walked over to the ledge a looked over just as Heero landed from his twenty foot drop, gently took Duo back from Quatre and jumped back up, with more grace then a cat, landing just the same. The only sound he made was his shirt fluttering in the slight breeze as he almost flew through the air.
"Stop gawking and take Duo for me, I have to get the other two." Heero told the small pilot tersely. Wufei nodded and took the braided boy from the vampire. Heero again rolled his eyes before stepping off the ledge and returning with Trowa, leaving the little blond to last.
"How about I just wait here." Quatre said as Heero moved towards him.
"It's not that safe to wait here. If you got bit, Trowa would kill me." Heero said, he smirked then, "Or try."
"Fine." Quatre sighed. Heero picked Quatre up and jumped. A small scream escaped the blond Arabian and he clung tight to the Japanese boy.
"Quatre, you can let go." Heero said slightly exasperated, "We're here." Quatre shakily pulled away from Heero and looked around, seeing Trowa, he immediately ran over and clung to his koi, not letting go.
Heero took Duo from Wufei then walked up to the heavy metal door, "Heero here, guests."
"How many?" a female voice inquired before opening the door.
"Four." Heero replied as he smiled at Kikki as she gave him a hug.
"We have to get Duo to my chambers though, Solo kind of surprised him." Heero said. Kikki nodded and started walking ahead, motioning to the other three to follow.
"Quatre, stick close." Heero whispered. Quatre looked confused but nodded and moved closer to Heero, not letting go of Trowa's hand. As they moved through the corridor, people would move out of their way and salute, bow or curtsy. Kikki lead on through the many hallways until she came to large double dark mahogany doors. Kikki opened one door and stepped aside.
"Arigato." Heero said.
"No problem, I'll get Solo. Then when everything is sorted out between those two, maybe you should tell Duo a little more about your life here, a few things in particular." she pointed to three portraits on the wall and left the room shutting the door behind her as she went.
'How am I going to tell him?' Heero asked himself as he looked with soft eyes down at the braided boy he held in his arms. Heero sat Duo down on the large king size four poster, canopy bed. He went over to massive arched windows and pulled back the heavy sapphire and violet layered curtains, allowing light into the room. He squinted slightly at the brightness before adjusting to it, just as there came a knock at the door.
"Come in." Heero instructed. The door opened to reveal Solo, looking a bit afraid.
"Hello Solo." Heero said.
"That's Solo? But he's so young." Quatre observed.
"Hey! I rightfully should be twenty three! But well, Duo probably told the story to at least one of you. A nice man named Hawke found me, then turned me, now here I am." Solo said grinning, "Now the challenge is making the Kid believe something which is completely different to what he believed for ten years. Duo is quite the sceptic when it comes to certain things." Duo groaned from his place on the bed, and blinked open one violet eye, before it was joined by its companion.
"Speak of the Devil. You all right Kid?" Solo asked gently, "Sorry I scared ya."
"You mean, it wasn't a dream?" Duo asked.
"No, not a dream." Solo confirmed. Duo sat up and found himself eye to eye with the former gang leader, who sat on the edge of the big bed.
"I guess I really shouldn't call ya 'Kid' anymore. You sorta are older then me." Solo laughed, "Well in body anyway."
"So, you're a vampire now? Like Heero?" Duo asked. Solo nodded.
"Yep, youngest vampire, or as Heero refers to it, I'm the runt." Solo said.
Duo laughed, "You mean, Heero actually calls you the runt? Somehow I find that hard to believe."
"Why?" Solo looked confused.
"It's just not... Heero-like." Duo said glancing to the quiet Japanese boy. The other three pilots nodded their agreement.
"It's not? Since when?" Solo looked up at the others.
"Well, you see, I'm not the Heero you know when I'm around them, I'm kinda sedate, I guess you could say." Heero explained.
"You're joking right?" Solo said. Heero shook his head.
"You mean, that's not what he's like all the time?" Duo asked.
"Not in the least!" Solo exclaimed, "I mean just ask Kikki or Hawke! Now I haveta go, Audbrey needs my help." Solo walked out shaking his head, "See ya guys!"
"Um, can you three leave me and Duo alone for awhile?" Heero asked hopefully, "Kikki will show you around." The three nodded taking note of the seriousness in Heero's voice and left the room without a second thought.
"So Hee-chan," Duo said once they were alone, "You've been alive since the eleventh century right? So like did you ever get married or have kids?" Heero stiffened. How did Duo know that is what he wanted to talk about?
"I did." Heero said quietly sitting next to Duo, who leaned on the headboard.
"So your spouse was mortal?" Duo stated more then asked.
"No, she was a vampire, we had two daughters in the twentieth century." Heero answered.
"Had? Was?" Duo seemed confused.
"My wife and youngest daughter were killed by the demons. My eldest is still alive." Heero said.
"Oh yeah, who is she?" Duo asked moving closer.
"You've met her, Kikki, her body is fourteen." Heero explained.
"But that's only three years younger then you." Duo was incredibly confused.
"Yes, the lives of a pure vampire are strange things. To make us appear more real we, 'age', 'grow' and 'die' just like you. When we are 'dead' we really just sleep for three years at the most, then wake-up as babies, then 'live' over again. But when a vampire is killed, that's the end, no more waking up. Kikki found her mother's and sister's bodies when she was seven years old Duo. Nixie was only five and her mother, Homiko, was twenty-seven. The demon leader at that time, Greg, killed them personally. You know how it feels to have someone you love die, I know you do. But she was seven Duo." much to the surprise of Duo Heero began to silently cry. Duo moved close and wrapped his arms around his crying koi, Heero gladly melted into the embrace.
"I do know how it feels Heero, I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry." Duo whispered, "I want to help but I don't know how."
"Just do what you're doing." Heero replied sleepily.
Just as Heero began to drift off, the doors banged open and a frightened blond sprinted into the room, jumping on the bed and diving under the covers. Heero sighed and regretfully pulled away from the loving embrace.
"Kikki what did you do?" Heero asked the snickering girl.
"*giggle*....I....*snicker* ....t...took them...*chuckle*....to the north....*giggle*...t..tower!" She finished just as she fell over laughing. Heero sighed and put a hand over his face as he shook his head.
"Kikki go to your room." Heero ordered. The girl gaped like a fish out of water and stared, disbelief clear on her delicate features.
"But Daddy." she whined.
"Now." Heero answered. The sulking girl got to her feet and walked down the hall glaring at the black marble floor, grumbling to herself all the way.
"Why'd they swarm Winner like bees to honey?" Wufei inquired from his place against the wall.
"How many blondes have you seen?" Heero replied with a question of his own.
"One." Duo replied for them, "Solo." He smirked at the irony.
"Hai, blondes are rare, fragile, I mean you have to feed on two or three of them at a time. So when you try to turn them, they usually die before you have the chance." Heero said as if he was relaying something normal to humans.
"But why Quatre?" Trowa voiced.
"Empathetic abilities. Quite a catch. When cherubs turn someone that person is loyal to them and me only. They will follow the turner's every beck and call, unless ordered not to. Solo was a different case though, I think because of the life he had and how nice of a guy Hawke is." Heero shrugged indifferently and turned to the door.
"One more question." Quatre said. Heero looked over his shoulder raising one eloquent eyebrow.
"Why did Kikki call you 'Daddy' when you were reprimanding her?" Quatre asked.
"Why do children normally call someone daddy?" Heero replied and exited the room.
"But he's seventeen years old." Quatre said.
"Que ball, he's been around since the eleventh century." Duo stated. Sudden realization dawned on the blond boy and was mirrored in the other two's faces. Heero was ancient!
"How old is she then?" Trowa asked.
"Heero told me she was born in the twentieth century." Duo replied.
Later that night Heero got up out of bed and padded over to the bathroom in his black silky pyjama bottoms. He flipped on the light of the massive room and went about his business.
As he was doing this he felt a cool hand touch his bare shoulder. The Japanese young man woke immediately at the unknown touch and whipped around instinctively barring his fangs and reaching for his pistol(loaded with silver bullets) which wasn't there.
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TBC...? Please C&C I love to hear from you people! And sorry this chapter is so boring, History usually is. -_-;