Disclaimer: *thinks* You know I don't really think it's mine. If it was I'd probably have some money right now, and Gundam Wing would not have ended. So no, I don't own it. *shrugs*
Author's Notes: Not quite as much action as I remembered. But there isaction. And thank you to all those lovely people who reviewed. You don't understand (unless you write yourself), the gratification that comes with people telling you that they like your story. Your reviews helped me be excited about this story once again and without all of you wonderful, marvellous people this wouldn't even be posted. Thank you everyone!!!!
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Chapter Nine: Party Night
Duo was throwing things here and there from his closet, one of his clunky boots included. Heero saw the black projectile fly at him and he ducked before it could make contact with his head. A baseball came next, this he deftly caught.
"Looking for something Duo?" Heero asked raising and eloquent eyebrow just as something silky and black landed over his face, "Little skulls. Cute."
"Yeah thanks." Duo said absentmindedly, "Glad you like my boxers so much. Have you seen my black cloak?"
"You mean the one hanging on the bedpost?" Heero asked. Duo's head shot up and he looked over to the indicated area.
"Arigato Hee-chan! Suki da!" Duo beamed, "What are you going as?"
"Vampire." Heero answered shortly. He moved to the side of the bed and picked up his knapsack, "I have to go pick some stuff up from home. Would you like to come along?"
"Sure." Duo nodded grabbing his costume and shoving it in a knapsack of his own.
"Hn. We'll take the car so we can go right to the party from my place." Heero said.
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Duo and Heero were in the car to the party. Though it was dark Heero wore dark Oakley silver rimmed sunglasses, an ankle length heavy black coat, a silky black Renaissance style shirt, black leather pants which weren't tight but not baggy either, clunky black combat boots, his omnipresent silver cross and small hoop earring. Knives visible on various parts of his body and a belt with a hip holster for his gun.
Duo's costume was a ground length black hooded robe with golden embroidery and a golden rope around his waist. Duo faintly outlined his eyes in kohl to bring them out and he had a light coat of foundation curtesy of Kikki. In the back-seat was a scythe.
"Isn't the ojosan's place the other way?" Duo asked once Heero had made a left on the main road.
"Hai. But the Zoo's this way. I have to pick up Mamoru, he's part of my costume." Heero explained.
"A wolf? Do you think that Her Royal Snobness will let Mamoru in?" Duo asked sceptically.
"Not to sound egotistical," Heero began, "but Relena thinks I'm a god."
"You failed." Duo said.
"What?" Heero asked.
"You failed in not sounding egotistical."
"Aa."
"But don't worry Hee-chan, I still love you." Duo smiled brightly.
"Hn." Heero smirked softly.
"What's with the shades anyway?" Duo inquired. Heero took them off and glanced at Duo with luminescent silver eyes. Then put them back on turning to the road.
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Duo and Heero walked into the massive hall where the party was being held. Mamoru trotting at the Japanese boy's heels warring a simple silver caller, head held high. Heero removed his sunglasses and put them in a concealed pocket[1], and walked over to where Relena was greeting her guests, for the charity function. Duo was right beside him holding the scythe with practised expert ease.
"Heero! I am so glad to see you!" Relena exclaimed. As of yet she had not caught sight of the wolf or the silver eyes. How a wolf was hard to miss was beyond thought though. Heero looked up giving Relena the first glimpse of the silver orbs. The VFM gasped in surprise.
"Hello Relena." Heero greeted.
"M...my goodness Heero, you really went all out for your costume." Relena said.
"Oh really it's nothing. Relena this is Mamoru." Heero said motioning down to the softly growling black wolf. Relena's mouth moved but no sound came out.
"Really Ojosan, that is not very ladylike." Duo said. Relena straightened up, the beads on her Egyptian Queen costume clinking softly.
"Heero! Duo!" a bright voice called out. The two young men turned to see Kikki waving. She was dressed all in white with large feathery wings. The dress was a spaghetti strape and was tight at the bodice. It had a slit that went above the knee on one side. Heero smiled at the girl coming up to them dragging a caped, masked figure behind her. Heero gave his daughter a hug.
"What the hell are you wearing Young Lady?" Heero asked quietly.
"I'm an angel." she answered simply.
"Couldn't you have been an angel that was a little more modest?" Heero asked.
"Kobenwa Heero." Xander said.
"Really Xan, Tuxedo Kamensama[2]?" Heero asked with a raised eyenbrow. Xander shrugged giving the prince a helpless smile.
Heero shook his head, "Xander meet Duo Maxwell. Duo, Alexander Kelsey." Duo and Xander shook hands. Relena delicately coughed from behind.
"Relena this is one of my closet friends Alexander Kelsey and my...da...er...sister Keiko Zero. Kikki, Xan, Relena Darlian-Peacecraft."
"Hello." Relena said offering a hand. Xander took the hand and kissed the back, Kikki just smiled politely.
Xander turned back to Kikki and offered his arm, "Shall we dance Mademoiselle."
"So kind of you." Kikki replied, she tossed over her shoulder with a wink, "Ja Oniisan!"
"Hai, hai." Heero said shaking his head.
"Why Heero I did not know you had a sister." Relena gushed.
"I actually had two, Nixie was killed a few years ago." Heero said.
"I'm sorry." Relena said.
"Hey Heero there's Q, T, and Wu." Duo said changing the subject. Heero flashed a short grateful smile at the braided Shinigami.
"Aa. Come on Mamoru." Heero said down to the wolf who was sitting quietly. They turned to go, just as a Relena called.
"Mr. Cameron!" Relena gushed upon seeing the hawk feather brown head enter the hall.
"Miss Darlain." Hawke smiled. Heero and Duo stopped and turned back around.
"Heero, Duo, I would like you to meet an old friend of my father's-" Relena began
"Hawke! Hey Man!" Duo interrupted.
"Duo, so you let His Highness drag you here, and he brought that Mutt along with him?" Hawke asked winking.
"You know each other?" Relena asked surprise in her voice.
"Quite well actually Miss Darlian." Hawke nodded, "I'm the Brat's guardian of sorts."
"Brat?" Relena asked.
"Why yes, the Stoic Soldier of course." Hawke nodded. Heero half-heartedly glared at the tall twenty-three year old.
"None of that Lad, your face might say that way." Hawke winked, "Now where's Xander, have you seen him Heero?"
"Dancing of course." Heero said.
"Of course." Hawke agreed, "Well I must go now. Save me a dance Miss Darlian?"
"Certainly Mr. Cameron." Relena smiled. Hawke whistled and Tobias fluttered into the room landing gently on Hawke's shoulder. Hawke was dressed a la Indiana Jones.
"Wait Hawke, did Solo come along with you?" Duo called after the man.
"Yes, he should be a long in a moment." Hawke replied.
"Solo has entered he building." the sandy blond young teen announced.
"Solo! Old US Army private?" Duo inquired taking in the camouflage outfit and gear.
"Sir, yes, Sir!" Solo said saluting stiffly.
"Stand easey." Heero smirked, "Runt." Solo gave Heero a slightly exasperated look.
"And Heero, who's this?" Relena asked.
"An old friend of mine, Solo Alley." Duo answered.
"He's Hawke's nephew." Heero supplied.
"Where is Uncy Bird Brain anyway?" Solo asked. Heero pointed.
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After a few hours of the stuffy party Xochi was getting fed up. There was four of the princes followers about. Xochi smiled darkly, nothing to worry about. Xochi reached into his pocket and pulled out a small remote with a single red button. He pressed the button and put the remote back into his pocket, before concentrating on what the old fool before him was saying.
"Pager." Xochi supplied seeing the man's questioning glance, "Excuse me please." Xochi said moving away from where he stood in front of the massive window. He moved to a small curtained alcove and slipped behind light red velvet.
Soon after all twenty windows in the room smashed open. Blacked clothed bodies entered brandishing no weapons, but menace was clearly apparent on their pale faces. The intruders began moving in on the nobility.
Heero seeing the events pulled out a small cell phone, "Move in!" were his simple commanded words. The Japanese boy pulled off his coat.
"Duo, get the others and go home!" Heero called to the startled braided boy.
"There is no way in Hell we are going to leave you here!" Duo cried, thinking the intruders were after Relena and the other dignitaries.
"Duo." Heero said sternly, "I know what you're thinking, but these are not your everyday terrorists. I can guarantee that there is only five of those in this room right now and that's you me and the other three. These are vampires Duo, Xochi's flunkies, got it? So get out of here!"
"But you said they couldn't touch me." Duo said.
"Duo, they can't touch you but they can kill you, got it? So get your ass out of here now!" Heero gave his koi a brief kiss, "Ai shitaru." Heero had a bad feeling about this battle and he wanted to make sure Duo knew how he felt about him.
"Hai. I love you too." Duo nodded seeing the look in Heero's eyes. Heero turned the braided boy around and gently pushed him to the door, then rose in the air, landing next to Hawke.
"Status." Heero asked.
"About even, Solo requested reinforcements to be sent in." Hawke replied. Heero nodded and didn't bother asking about the situation, it was obvious.
"They are after something Highness." Hawke said quietly.
"Hn." Heero agreed swiping at an advancing attacker with his long blades and moving away from Hawke.
"Now, now My Little Prince, do you really think that, that was wise?" a steely voice whispered from behind. Heero froze, Xochi.
"And right after your little lapdog told you that my dear friends were after something." Xochi tsked.
"What are you after Xochi?" Heero asked turning around.
"Do I really have to answer that question my dear? I'm very sure you know the answer all ready. I will have you and I am very tired of waiting. You will be mine tonight, mind and body, heart and soul."
"Wanna bet?" Heero glared.
"I'm terrified." Xochi replied patronizingly. Heero lunged at the tall man in front of him. He would not, not do anything again. Xochi strafed to the side out of reach. Heero blinked, why was he slowing down?
"Tell me My Dear, did you have anything to drink tonight?" Xochi asked. Heero gasped inaudibly, the wine was laced with something, something strong. Heero refused to give in and took out his pistol. He won't be able to kill the apostate but he could injure him and escape. The soldier in Heero sneered at the thought of retreat, but the boy overpowered the soldier. What Xochi had in mind was many times worse then death. If what the vampire prince really was facing was the prospect of death, retreat would not even surface. But Heero would not allow what Xochi had planed to happen.
Heero heard the metallic clutter of a weapon falling to the ground from his own slack hand. No! He was too late. His lithe body fell into awaiting arms. He was too late, too late. Darkness swam over his vision, sweeping him away to the cold black void.
Xochi smiled down coldly at the slack face. Heero was his now. His to do with whatever he desired. The dark lord shivered in anticipation a tightness growing in his groan. He would wait though. He wanted to hear his beautiful prince cry out as he took him. Xochi shivered again jumped out of the broken window leaving the rest for his minions to do what they wished.
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TBC.....?
[1] spandex/pocket/hammer/rose space (heh heh)
[2] Couldn't resist (*innocent*)
[3] Title sound familiar? *grin*