Author: Dae Yuy
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, the stories mine, and some of the characters are my, but I don't own Gundam wing. Why damnit!
Author's Notes: Thank you every one! I love all of you lovely reviewers! This story is turning out longer than I originally planned. So I have a choice for you, a) Add in the extra, not really necessary part that may add three or more chapters to this, or, b) Cut it from this story and make a sequel, or, c) If you don't know, how the heck am I suppose to?! (in other words: just do what your doing Dae-chan ^_^v) So give me lots of lovely reviews and vote! Or even just hit the button and put one of the three letters in the little comments box
Note 2: This part is dedicated to Violet Yuy-Maxwell, for being a mind reader way back in the beginning and on her latest review! ^_~ Dae's first random dedication, whoo hoo!! (Expect more of these)
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Chapter 10: In the Lair of Demons
Xander wiped the sweat and blood from his brow, looking around at the mangled bodies. He sighed in relief at the battle being over with. Xander scanned the room for Heero at not seeing him he turned puzzled eyes to Hawke.
"Have you seen Heero?" Xander asked.
"Maybe he took off." Solo answered coming up behind the older teen.
"Without a progress report? I doubt it." Xander shrugged. He glanced over to see Kikki crouched in front of one of the broken windows, her snow white dress and wings stained pink from the blood. A look of terror was etched over her delicate features.
"Oh no." Hawke whispered at seeing the object Kikki held in blood drenched hands, "Now I know what, or rather who the Demons were after." A tear fell down the girls cheek etching a trail in the blood, her slim shoulders shook as sobs wracked her frame, the pistol clattered to the ground at her hands came up to cover her eyes.
"Heero." Solo whispered, "They took Heero."
"You FUCKING bastard!" Xander cried kicking a demons' severed corpse by his feet, "Damn you!"
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Boots could be heard clattering on the blood drenched once white marble floor. Xander's head snapped up, knife posed to throw, it fell to the floor from slack fingers at seeing Duo in the doorway looking over the body littered hall.
"Where is he?" Duo asked slightly breathless. He then caught sight of the sobbing girl and a hand flew to his mouth to stifle the gasp and rushed over to her, enveloping the girl he barely knew, but felt like he knew all her life in a warm hug.
"Duo, they took my Daddy." Kikki whispered.
"Shhh, Ki-chan, we'll get him back." Duo soothed tightening his hug disregarding the blood.
"It's her." Hawke whispered with slight amazement, "Homiko." Xander's head snapped up to take in the scene.
"You're right. But, how?" Xander whispered, "Vampire's don't get reincarnated, do they?"
"Love." Solo said.
"What?" Xander asked.
"Love," Solo repeated, "with love. The kid always used to tell me about dreams he had of a man with piercing Prussian eyes and disarray dark hair."
"Love is a powerful emotion." Hawke agreed, "I wonder if little Nixie..." The man cut himself off shaking his head, "We need a cleanup crew people! Then there is a meeting at the fortress! Our Prince is missing!"
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Mamoru came up to the braided boy and the girl. Nudging Duo's shoulder with his nose, whimpering slightly. Kikki moved her hand to scratch the wolf's head.
"Come on Ki-chan, you come back to the estate with me. I think it will be better for you there." Duo said quietly. Kikki nodded sniffling and wiping her nose with her finger. Duo slowly pulled away and helped the girl to her feet.
"Come on Mamo-chan." Kikki said with a slight nod of her head in the direction of the door. The wolf moved to stand beside the girl head down slightly.
"He misses him." Duo said noticing the creature. Kikki nodded sniffling again.
"You're so strong Duo." Kikki said.
"Someone once told me, 'boys don't cry'." Duo said just loud enough for his voice to carry to the sandy blond boy.
"Boys can cry sometimes." was the answering call. Duo smiled faintly and squeezed the girl's shoulders.
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Duo handed Kikki an over sized T-shirt to sleep in. Kikki excepted it with a small smile. She was clothed in a terry cloth robe having come out of the shower and turned back to the bathroom to change.
"Duo?" Kikki called hesitantly, a moment later dressed in the T-shirt, "C...could you braid my hair? My Mama always used to do it for me before...then Daddy did it."
"Sure." Duo nodded picking up a brush on his bedside table. Kikki smiled faintly and moved over to sit cross-legged in front of the braided boy. Duo gently pulled the brush through the dark tangled hair after spraying some leave-in conditioner to help. He started underneath on the bottom and slowly worked his way up, then brushed the outer side. He braided the dark locks gently before tying it off with a hair tie he held in his teeth.
"There you go." Duo said.
"Arigato, Duo-kun." Kikki gave the braided boy a small kiss on the cheek before leaving to go to her own room, "Oyasuminasai." She paused at the door taking in the slightly smiling boy, looking into his deep violet eyes, 'Just like Mama.' she thought.
"Your Welcome, 'night." Duo answered. When Heero's daughter was out of the room and the door was shut, Duo turned off the bedside lamp and turned to bury his face in Heero's pillow.
"Boys can cry sometimes." echoed through Duo's head, instead of the usual, "Boys don't cry." Duo succumbed to the tears being able to hold them in no longer. The salty droplets soaking into the blue pillow. He felt a weight press down on his side of the bed beside him, circle once the lay down. The weight laid its head on Duo's side.
"You miss him too, zo Mamoru?" Duo asked the wolf. An soft whine was his answer.
"We'll get him back." Duo sniffled. Mamoru nudged Duo's side in agreement.
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Solo sighed as he turned from the window and floated slowly up to the roof of the house in which the pilots were staying. He saw the shimmering droplets fall from Duo's eyes, it was okay for boys to cry, just not over trivial things such as cuts or scrapes. He thought maybe he should have clarified that when he told the kid. But then again he did say not to cry when Duo was watching him die in his arms. Solo sighed again. They would get Heero back if it was the last thing they did. Heero was too important to so many people.
Solo heard sniffling sounds coming from below him over slightly to the left. That's funny, Duo's bed is on the right side of the room and his window wasn't open. Solo floated slowly over to look in the open window to see Kikki curled up on the bed rocking slowly and crying. Solo flew in the room and landed softly on the plush carpet, careful to make a sound to inform the girl of his presence. Kikki's head snapped up as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Hey." Solo said softly walking over to the bed.
"Hi." Kikki replied. Solo sat on the bed and offered his arms. The girl moved into them and sobbed on his shoulder. The sandy blond stroked the girls back softly. Soon she was asleep. Solo bit his lip, torn between leaving and staying. He gently lay Kikki down under the covers and moved to the foot of the bed where he pulled the throw blanket over him and closed his eyes. This way he could protect Kikki and Duo.
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Heero blinked open his eyes. His head pounded and the room spun. He dimly inquired to himself how he got drunk, before last night's memories washed over him. Heero stiffened and looked around the room, turning his eyes only. He found himself to be in a barren room with nothing but a small futon in the corner and rod iron bars over the two windows. He wondered why he found himself on the floor when there sat a perfectly good futon in the corner. The prince shrugged and pushed himself to his feet. He staggered over to the far window, one hand on the wall for support. He placed one of each hands on two of the bars and moved to pull them apart. They didn't budge. His pervious assumptions were incorrect. The bars were made of Gundanium.
"Chikusho." he swore before sliding down the wall a wave of dizziness washing over him. How was he suppose to get out and kill the uragirimono.
Heero closed his eyes in an attempt to ward of the dizziness, having sat not helping. It slowly faded leaving Heero's head clear to sort through his situation. He had to find a way out before Xochi decided he wanted to play. Heero shuttered at the thought of the filthy creature laying a hand on him. Duo only held that privilege. Heero suspected his Uchiwa would be here soon, but how soon was the question.
"Ohayo Ojisama." a cool voice greeted as a shadow slipped into the room.
"Jigoku ni otosu, Shiseiji." Heero growled.
"Tsk, tsk Ojisama, such words." Xochi said with a condescending finger, "Is that anyway for a prince to talk?"
"Omae o korosu." Heero replied.
"Yes, yes, I suspect you will, if you ever get out. Which I highly doubt. After all you are now mine." Xochi replied slowly walking towards the prince.
"I'm never going to be yours. I belong to one only." Heero said with a frigid glare.
"But my dear Heero-chan, she's dead, she has been for years." Xochi said running a long nailed hand along Heero's face.
"You are quite wrong Xochi in regards to two things. You are nothing but an uragirimono, defiantly not fit to bond with the kotaishi." Heero sneered. Xochi withdrew his hand and brought it back down on the former pilot's cheek with a resounding smack, nails leaving a faint red trail. Heero's head turned with the force of the hit and didn't look back. Xochi leaned forward and viciously lapped up the blood trailing down the soft cheek of the prince, before shoving the smaller man back against the wall and sweeping from the room.
Heero gasped in large mouthfuls of air which was knocked from his lungs. The prince leaned forwards so he was on his hands and knees and coughed up a mouthful of blood that splattered on the hardwood floor beneath him, before collapsing on his side simply breathing. His eyes fluttered shut, head lolling forward in unconsciousness.
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TBC....?
Er.... when I wrote this chapter I had recently bought a Japanese-English dictionary, so I used it all I could. Here are some of the less common words and phrases I used.
Uragirimono - traitor
Uchiwa - family/inner circle
Jigoku ni otosu - roughly, go to hell (I think -_-;)
Shiseiji - Bastard (more commonly baka yaro; which is calling someone a stupid illegitimate child)
Kotaishi - Crown prince