Author's notes: Wow, I'm sorry again for my delay. I'm not a very well focused person, so it takes some time to spit out a fic. However, I now know the equation for good writing.
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Warning: ahead lays the dark part of the fic. Angst and Rape lie ahead, be prepared if you want to read on. If stuff like that disturbs you, find the line like the one at the start of the fic and read from it on. Good news though: It also has fluff!
ON TO FIC NOW o.o;
"Quatre…Wake up, boy…"
Quatre's eyes fluttered open. Damnit and he'd been sleeping so well too… He attempted to roll over and find Duo, but was surprised to find him gone. It took him a minute to realizethat he was no longer on the black futon mattress in the back of Duo's truck. He was on silk sheets…his father's silk sheets… His mind was instantly overrun with fear. How did he get back here? Did Duo drop him and leave him here?...Where was Duo anyway?
"Oh Allah…what's going on?!" He whispered in terror to himself. He sat up and looked frantically around the room, finally focusing on a point on the other side of the room. His father sat in a chair, watching him. A chill crept up Quatre's spine as He rose and approached him…
Quatre froze. He knew those eyes. It was happening all over again. /Oh Allah…Allah…Allah…/ He curled up into a ball as his father came closer. He gripped his arms so tight that he nearly formed bruises.
His father just shook his head "Always the weakest of my girls…" the older man said as he sat on the bed with Quatre. Quatre tried to jump up and out of his father's bed, but he was stopped by the man's strong arm wrapping around his waist. "Don't cry, boy…" He said as he raised a hand to his face to wipe away the tears that were running out of Quatre's eyes like a river. God, it felt like the night he left home all over again…only this time he was too terrified to stop his father. Duo had to have left him there. How else would he have gotten there? He cursed himself inside for ever having loved or trusted Duo. He should have known that Duo would betray him... He tried not to think these things of his lover, but he just could not help it… unless…
"How…how did I get here?" Quatre stuttered over the words. His father hated it when He Questioned things, and Quatre knew it would only make things worse for him, but he had to know…
"You're quite a fool of a boy…" His father whispered close to his ear. Quatre shivered as he felt his father's tongue touch his earlobe. It made him want to wretch, being in his father's bed again after he tried so hard to get away from this hell. "Did you think I couldn't follow that truck? You make me sick you know…playing bitch to that American hick of a boy… Someone should really remind him to lock his truck when he stops for coffee…"
Quatre couldn't help but sigh in relief. His Duo didn't betray him. It gave him a little glimmer of light…
That he nearly lost as his father's hands slipped into his pants and grabbed him hard. Quatre closed his eyes tight and tried to tell himself that this was just a dream. He'd wake up soon…none of this was happening… but he couldn't make himself believe it as his father forced him down onto the bed. Quatre tried one last futile effort to struggle with the man before he felt his father's belt hit him hard across the face. Then the tears fell again. They ran down his face and into his hair as he cried, once again lost and scared. It felt like the first time all over again…
Quatre gave a squeal of shock as his father pressed his lips to his mouth hard, forcing his head back into the silk covered pillows. The sheets were black, and he clutched at them for comfort. They reminded him so of Duo. Yes, he'd just close his eyes, ignore the fact that his father was raping him all overagain, and think about his lover…. That would help…
Quatre's thoughts were quickly interrupted though as he felt his father push down on his chin. He tried to avert his face away, but was unable to prevent his father from forcing hiscock into Quatre's mouth. Quatre gagged as his father grabbed his hair and forced him to take him in to the hilt. Quatre thought about biting his father. That would leave him reeling for a minute…maybe long enough to get away…
Then he remembered the hands fisted in his hair. His father also had him pinned. There would be no way to get away even if he did bite him…/No escape…/ the words hung with him as his tears mixed with the pre-cum his father had gotten on his face while forcing himself into Quatre's mouth. Quatre tried to get himself to black out as he felt his father pulling his hair, forcing his head up and down over the older man's cock, but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried he remained alert, and well aware of his situation.He tried to block out his father's moans and grunts as his started pulling Quatre's head up and down faster on his cock. Quatre knew what was coming, and tried to pull away, but his father gripped his hair harder, and he felt a few strands of his hairrip outas his father came hard in his mouth. Quatre nearly choked on the milky, vile fluid, but his father held his mouth shut until he swallowed it.
Quatre vaguely caught a glimpse of his father getting up and starting to take his pants off of him, but his head, heart, and body could take no more…he finally was given his freedom, and blacked out…
Hours later, Quatre sat up in bed, the nasty aftertaste still lingering in his mouth. He looked around like a butterfly trapped in a glass jar… small, unsure, and scared as hell. He was relived to find no one around, and headed for the master bathroom. He may as well clean up as long as he had a spare minute or two…
Quatre sighed and sat on the edge of the vanity around the sink while he washed the cum off his face, trying to ignore the squishy feeling in his…
"Oh god…he did it while I was…"
Quatre jumped off the sink and hit the toilet immediately, vomiting his disgust into it. How could he do that, he thought to himself. Quatre leaned on the seat of the toilet and started crying again. Did his father really hate him so much? Would being treated like this really turn him into a "real man"? He cried harder as he heard the door creak open to the bathroom.
"Allah, father…please just give me a minute to clean myself up from before and I'll come back out…" He said in a sobby voice, hoping for pity points. He felt a hand on his shoulder and concluded to himself that he would not receive them and stood up reluctantlyto 'accept' his father once again…
Then that smell hit him… stale coffee and diesel fuel... He turned
His arms around the man who stood behind him "DUO! Thank Allah!" He squealed as he clung to Duo like a lifeline. Duo's arms wrapped gingerly around him, and Quatre then noticed his bruises set all over his arms. He looked up to see Duo had received two black eyes and a broken lip. Then he realized…his father had lied to him
"You did lock the truck, didn't you?" Quatre questioned in a worried voice. Duo merely nodded with a bleak smile on his face. Quatre sighed. He'd never wanted duo to get hurt. He gently placed a kiss on Duo's cheek and started to lead him out of the bathroom. Duo did not follow him though. Quatre looked back to see Duo sitting on the floor, holding his leg. Quatre knelt next to him and felt over the leg. He'd burnt it somehow…
"Duo, what happened?" Quatre said in an alarmed voice. He no longer was afraid of his father…he was angry with him…furious… His fists clenched at his side as Duo explained exactly what had happened.
"Well, Quat, it's a long story, and my lip hurts too much to tell it…but let's just say I don't think I like your dad anymore… He's a pervert…and a nasty one at that…" Quatre put an arm around Duo's shoulder to try and comfort him. He was sure by now that Duo understood why he'd left. "And after it was all said and done, I ended up locked under the hood of my own truck... (1)"
Quatre didn't seem phased by this news. He almost behaved like it was routine, which was part of what scared Duo so badly… Quatre was always like a lifeless shell when it came to his father. He had to wonder to himself how long all of this had gone on in Quatre's life. How long had his father been doing this to him?
Duo's thoughts were interrupted, though, when he felt his lover's arms pick him up and carry him out of the bathroom. Duo was surprised to see that Quatre had the strength to pick him up like that. Quatre sat him down on a dry corner of the bed he's been laying on earlier to go get clothes.
Quatre shuffled through the closet that stood next to a chez lounge positioned opposite of the bed. The French piece of furniture had long ago lost its lustrous, intricate shine and patterned stitching. /He probably brought it into the room just to mock me/ Quatre thought to himself. It was the first place this has happened, and was the same place it happened for nearly 6 years, until all of Quatre's sisters had moved out. Then it was safe for his father to experiment with him…
Quatre shook his head to get the images out of his mind. He had more important things to do now… like get away…
Quatre finally pulled a silky blue shirt out of the closet and black slacks. When he pulled them on, he found them to be a little too big, but at that moment, he didn't care. All he cared about was getting out with duo and /…wait… how did Duo get in here in the first place…/ Quatre turned back to look at Duo, and gave him a questioning look. Shinigami just grinned and gestured to the window.
"I had some spare rope, and a lucky guess… you can climb, cant ya?" Duo said with a wink. Quatre just smiled and shook his head as he put his shoes on and picked duo back up. He couldn't take Duo back down the rope anyway. Duo wouldn't be able to make it back down with his leg, he knew it. So instead, he headed for the door…
The he heard it… a light and faint whistle from the window. He ran back over to the window to find his old friend, Rashid standing under the window and holding out his arms. Quatre smiled gleefully at his old friend.
Quatre looked at Duo and grinned his cute little evil grin. "Hey…can Shinigami fly?"
Duo gave him a very confused look and started to ask why he wanted to know, but barely got out his "why" before Quatre tossed him out the window. Duo had to cover his mouth to keep from literally shrieking. When he landed in Rashid's arms, he passed out almost instantly. Not only had he been thrown out a window, but now a guy three times his size was holding onto him. Wow, this day was going swell.
Quatre laughed as Rashid sat duo down and held out his arms to catch Quatre, who eagerly leapt out the window and down to his dear friend.
Quatre sat in the Driver's seat of Duo's semi, his hands shaking as he sped down the driveway of his house. Duo lay in the back of the truck, still out like a light. Apparently Quatre had scared him more than intended by tossing him out the window. Quatre giggled to himself as Duo turned over when they went around the last turn of the 3 mile driveway to his home.
It was then that he noticed that gates going closed. Quatre's fear rose up again in the pit of his stomach. He'd be trapped once again, and now Duo would be too…they both would be his fathers…
Quatre hit the gas heavy, pulling the speedometer up higher, almost beyond the limit. He'd get Duo and himself out of that place, no matter what. Come hell or high water, he was getting out.
Quatre rammed it. The gate was going closed faster now, and Quarter was matching it by going faster. He'd make this damn truck fly if he had to. Just as the gates were about to go closed, the truck got a sudden burst of speed. Quatre looked down to see Duo's hand holding the overdrive lever.
"Give her hell, Q-chan" Duo said with a grin on his face. Quatre returned the grin as he pushed the gas pedal to the floor and rammed the nearly closed gate head on. The right side of the gates flew off its hinges and high into the air as they hit the highway atop speed, running as fast away as they could.
Hours later, Duo and Quatre ditched the truck. Quatre's father obviously knew the truck by its license, and now he'd know it by the smashed grill and broken windshield. Duo dumped it in the truck lot he worked for and picked up a new model….
In sea green.
Quatre left all his things in the old truck, he didn't want to take a chance on his father having any trackers in his things, even if they were so dear to his heart, he couldn't keep them. The only thing he did do was take pictures of the items and the truck. He couldn't just leave behind the place in which he and duo had consummated their love. Quatre set the pictures in a box in the new truck for them to look at any time he or duo felt nostalgic. With the new Truck properly "improved", Quatre jumped in the back onto the new black futon mattress, and started a pot of coffee in the new machine he'd bought for duo that was spill proof, and gave Duo the go ahead.
The couple took off in their new Truck, headed straight for the next carrier shuttle to earth. Yes, they'd join their friends on earth, and never look back to the colonies ever again. Instead, they'd enjoy their new life, new love, and new truck together.
"Forever…"Duo said out of nowhere. Quatre looked up with a confused look on his face.
What are you talking about Duo?" Quatre said as he hopped off the futon and into the passenger seat. Duo just smiled and kissed him. Quatre kissed back, but he noticed that Duo seemed sort of distracted…
Then he felt it. The feeling was indescribable. It was like feeling his entire soul tremor with a warm chill. In was just a circlet, but Quatre knew exactly what it was before he even looked down, but he had to look to make sure his mind was not playing tricks on him. "Oh my Allah, Duo…" Duo just smiled at him and flashed a matching ring on his own left finger. "Wait, when did you get this? I mean… when did you have time?"
Duo winked at him and grinned "Remember when you went with Une for a drive? Yeah, I know it's not legal on earth, but I don't care if the government tells us no… in the eyes of your Allah, and in the eyes of my god, I want us to be bound as well…uh… husband and…uh…" Duo blushed as he tried to think of a word. Quatre took the wheel of the truck from him and pulled it back onto the road as he kissed him again.
"Husband and Koi" Quatre said in a sweet, yet excited beyond belief voice as he sat his head on Duo's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his neck. Duo nodded in satisfaction with the term as they drove on toward their freedom from the man who had been Quatre's hell since before he could remember.
"Hai, my sweet Q-chan…Husband and Koi forever…"
Owari
YAY! All done!!! WOO HA, The end! Well, that's all for the fic, folks, finally got it done, aren't you proud of me! ; and to think it only took me…uh... a year and a half to finish ;;; Gomen, Minna-san! Gomen! ::Bows repeatedly::
Ok, now a warning: I've been getting myself back into an anime mode, and I think I might be able to spit some more stuff out. Now what I wanna know is...
Do you want a sequel? Who wants to find out if Duo ever quits truck driving to settle down with Q? Duo they ever get kids and how do they if so? What was the wedding like? Is anybody curious? If you are, tell me so in your review, and I'll see what I can do with it.
(1) – I know this might sound ridiculous, but there is a little gap in the hood of most semi trucks that a small person, Like duo, could fit into if he were shoved hard enough. FYI, I never write anything in my stories that I know is humanly impossible (except when it's a lemon…then its all the more fascinating that way…)