Quatre, Naku: (sitting back, viewing their handy work)
Heero: (in shock) Wha-wha-why? (eyes stare off into nothing, too horrified)
Quatre: Cuz your just so darn cute! (clasping his hands together in glee)
Wufei: Ih ohw owff ert uch afft enn ohw hins ert uffed, ew unh ooo eeee eeenn!
(TRANSLATION: If my mouth weren't duck taped and my hands weren't cuffed, you would sooooo beeee deeeaaadd!)
Naku: (trying hard to contain her laughter) What was that Fei-babe? I couldn't hear you through the tape! (insert evil fangirl laughter here)
Quatre: (loving up on his hunn-er-bunny!) So soft and fluffy!
Trowa: (walks in to get a pack of playing cards, sees the Bunny-Heero and Bunny-Fei, becomes very afraid and runs back out with out a word)
Quatre, Naku: (notice the retreating, un-bunnified Trowa and run after him)
Naku: Trowa? Where'ya going?
Quatre: Come back Tro! You would make such a cute bunny!
Duo, Rya: (walking down the hall, are mowed down by a thoroughly freaked Trowa)
Trowa: (runs down Duo and Rya in his haste to flee the bunny makers screaming) Beware the Bunnies! Beware the Bunnies!
Duo: (blinks) Um, has he been sneaking things out of our secret cabinet again?
Rya: (blinks) Not sure what that was about, but our candy is no secret, Duo.
Quatre, Naku: (sneaking up quietly behind Duo and Rya who are still watching a quickly retreating Trowa)
(ONE HOUR LATER AND ONE HARD-TO-FIND-TROWA GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK LATER . . .)
Rya,Duo: (dressed in brown bunny suits)
Duo: (twitch, twitch) Gods, they're scarier then Heero when he laughs!
Rya: (performing a full out anime cry, tears flowing in rivers and all) WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!
Trowa: (found and suited, curled into himself in a corner of the game room sobbing loudly and rocking back and forth)
Quatre: (clasps hands together in glee) Don't they all just look so kawai!
Naku: (with large fangirl eyes)I could just eat them all up! (leers at Quatre from the corner of her eye) But there's someon-something missing.
Quatre: (has no clue of the danger he's in) What?
(TEN MINUTES LATER)
Naku: (admiring her handiwork) There! Now my menagerie of Bunny-Boys is complete!
Rya: (still sobbing) But what about me! I'm not a G-boy!
Naku: No, but you do make for a good laugh. (insert evil laughter here)
Chapter 6
Awaking to what sounded like the clanging of a chain, Duo groaned at the pounding of his head. Man I feel like I've been hit in the head with a sledge hammer!Duo thought. Lifting himself from-the bed-he looked around and saw that what had sounded like a chain, was indeed a chain. It kept him from escaping too far from the bed, and it was clamped around his neck. Getting off the bed slowly, he took a few experimental steps to make sure his head would hold together only to be halted after two steps by the shortness of the chain. The jingling of his chain awoke the other occupant of the large bed. Turning at the pace of a victim in a horror film, Duo stared at the bed in hopes that it wasn't Treize. He heaved a pent up sigh of relief when a disheveled, and scantily clad, Rya peeked out from the curtain of her hair. Eyes filled with unshed tears, she peered at him practically shivering with fear. That aside, and lord help him, she looked hot! Short, blood red, silk nighty, lace around the edges, neckline plunging to just below her breasts, slits on both sides up to her hips. A small voice burst in on his fantasy with a quiet concern.
"Duo? Why are you looking at me like that?" Rya asked, backing up against the headboard of the four poster bed, chain clanking.
"I'm-" Duo squeaked, then coughed to clear his throat, "I'm sorry, it's just that you look like . . ." he gestured unsuccessfully with his hands, willing his thoughts to come forth and be vocalized.
Like a flipped switch the fear was gone from her face, replaced by something akin to what Duo had just been thinking about her. " You should see yourself. A walking, talking wet dream, that's what you look like." She gestured at him, eyes roaming freely over him.
Duo looked down at himself in a mix of horror and smug admiration of his body. He was dressed in an odd mix of blood red, colonial style breeches of the same material as Rya's nighty, and a criss-cross of leather, studded straps across his chest and back. The straps met in the center of his chest, held together by a purely, silver ring.
His first reaction of horror won over and he shouted angrily, "What the! Who did! Why!" Duo stammered in anger.
"Zechs, I'm sure, is the one who ordered it," Rya said carefully. " He tends to enjoy dressing his playthings like dolls . . . or like sex toys . . . which we are. And-"
"But WHO? Who did-" Duo watched at Rya's eyes got real big.
"That would be me." Treize said from behind him.
Duo whipped around, not wanting that wolf at his back at all, forgetting all about the chain connected at his throat, and ended on the floor with a thud. Not where he wanted to be at all, especially with this particular lycan in the room.
"Now, now, you are so disappointing Duo. I thought cats were graceful." He remarked, stalking forward.
Duo tried his best to back away as gracefully as he could on his butt. Instead of the bed, his back hit a warm, solid wall. Rya wrapped her arms around Duo and glared at Treize.
"Get out of here, you dog! We aren't here for you!" Rya faltered with the last.
"Oh, but I am here for you," he said from just in front of them now," and by Zechs' permission, too."
Both cat's eyes were saucer sized in fear. Together, as if by a silent cue, they scrambled back onto the bed and over to the other side. Treize only bared his semi-fangs in a canine grin.
"I'm gonna have so much more fun playing with you this time around," he sneered,"and this time you can withstand so much more."
"You're sick, you know that!" Duo yelled.
"Why don't you both just strip for me now," he said, walking around the end of the bed,"It'll save me time and you the only clothes you got from becoming shreds."
"Not gonna happen." Duo said as both he and Rya backed completely into the corner.
"Since when have you become homophobic, Maxwell?" Treize taunted, clearing the end of the bed and standing at the corner.
"Since you!"Duo stopped himself before he remembered too much . . . too late.
"Ah, but what of your little friends I met yesterday. Afraid of them?" He asked stepping closer, only five feet from them now.
"I'm not-they wouldn't!" Duo shouted, fear drenching his face with sweat.
Stepping ever closer, "So, why then are you afraid to undress for me?"
"Duo? The-" Rya whined but was cut off.
"Because of who you are! There is no way in-" Duo's voice began to fail him once more,"I won't let you do that!"
"Oh, really. We'll see about that." He grabbed Duo with a grip he couldn't wiggle out of and tossed him across the bed. "Come on in boys and join the party," he said to three various lycans who had been standing just inside the door.
Quick as lightning the three at the door had moved in. Two of them had Rya pinned on the side of the bed where she had last been crouching. The other had grabbed Duo and flung him back up onto the bed, flipped him on his stomach, and had his arms pinned. Rya started screaming at that point and Duo struggled to see her. Which was almost impossible since the lycan pinning him, and he was almost three times Duo's size, was practically sitting on his head to keep him down. From what Duo could see, the scrawnier of the two was holding her down by her arms. Whereas the other, about Duo's size, had her nighty up around her neck, her panties halfway to her knees. She was crying, screaming, and struggling as best she could, but they were too strong for her.
"Leave her alone! Rya!" Duo yelled, still struggling to see her.
"Let him watch." Treize commanded.
The large wolf flipped Duo onto his back with the ease of tossing a tissue, and then pinned his arms to the bed by kneeling on his forearms. Treize straddled him at his thighs so he couldn't kick, or move at all. Rya screamed again as, without much warning, the oversized hyena thrust into her giving a battle cry as loud as Rya's had been. Duo was forced to sit and watch as the idiot sated himself as Rya whimpered. He watched as the hyena bit her, clawed her. With one last, very rough thrust, he let loose a howl of pleasurable victory and pulled out of her breathing heavily. Hate burned in Duo's eyes for those animals and for what, and how, he would kill them. That is until a tug at his waist reminded him of what sat on his legs. Duo turned wide, fear filled eyes back to the wolf that had kept him immobile. Treize was unlacing the front of Duo's trousers and Duo was doing his best to try to buck him off, but it seemed to only please him more.
"Oh, please feel free to struggle all you want. And don't worry, I won't ride you like a horse. This time I want to see the fear, anguish, pain, and hate in your face." Treize said. "And don't think you can kick at me with those wonderfully muscled legs of yours either," he said as he stroked a claw up Duo's thigh.
Through his fear, Duo could hear the other lycan, a rat, finish up with Rya. He wondered absently, in another corner of his mind, where the other had gone. Rya, by the time the rat had gotten to her, wasn't putting up much of a fight anymore. Then suddenly, bringing his attention back to himself, the weight on his arm was removed, but just as quickly, a new weight replaced it. The hyena, Duo thought, but why? Before he could come up with an answer, his pants were gone and across the room. Unlike Rya, he had nothing under his "outfit". Save for the straps across his chest, he was now bare to the world, and to Treize.
"Still as magnificent as I remember," Treize said, stroking Duo.
The two lycans who were holding his arms down suddenly reached forward and, with both hands, grabbed the back of his knees, effectively hauling his legs up to give Treize better access. Treize, with pants down around his knees, was about to plunge in, when Duo shouted for him to stop. Only it wasn't Duo's voice that made the wolf stop, and the others scatter.
"Stop! Dear Treize you will have broken my toys before I get a chance to play with them." The Master of the City had made his appearance finally.
Duo, never having met Zechs in person and having no idea of his appearance, thought that this man was to be his rescuer. Treize removed himself hastily from the bed, pulled his pants up, and was heading for the door when Zechs stopped him.
"Stay. I may want your services."
As soon as the other lycanthropes had left, Duo had grabbed madly for Rya, who was already curled up in fear at his side. Duo grabbed her and held her to himself, effectively burying her in his chest. She in turn grabbed him as though her life depended on it, though in all reality neither of them could have taken on the Master.
Zechs stalked toward them, like a wolf stalks a rabbit, and came to a languid stop at the end of the bed. "I'm not feeling up to much play at the moment. I am rather hungry though."
Where Duo had sighed in relief at Zechs' no play mode and cringed at the hungry, Rya actually sighed in relief. Zechs was at the side of the bed and had her lying limply in his arms before Duo could even blink. Rya, almost willingly it seemed, hung in his arms like a broken doll. Not dead, just waiting. Zechs peered up over her head at Duo's confused, yet horrified face. Duo watched as Zechs slowly nipped and licked his way from Rya's mouth, to her neck, to the hollow of her throat, her collarbone, and finally her breast.
"Mmm, I have missed you my delectable pomme de sang." And with that he sank his glistening fangs into her breast as though it were a fresh peach. Duo could only watch in stupified horror as the vampyre leisurely drank her life away, almost to the point of draining her. He couldn't even comprehend the small mewling sounds coming from Rya's throat, as though she was enjoying it . . . immensely!
' Oh, but she is enjoying it, mon cher. I have a gift that few are blessed with,' Zechs said in Duo's head, much to Duo's surprise.
"What are you talking about?" Duo asked out loud.
Zechs merely peeked up at him through his bangs; eyes a fluorescent, hungry blue. ' As I drain a victims life away, I can make them feel all the ecstacy of sex times ten.' As he finished his sentence in Duo's mind, he withdrew his fangs from Rya, lapping the few drops of her blood escaping his mouth. He gingerly laid Rya, blissfully unconscious, on the silken sheets like she were a treasured doll. Duo looked at her. She seemed okay, like she was in a deep sleep, but still alive. He hadn't killed her.
"I always was a cat person." Zechs said in his ear, making Duo jump as any cat would. "Don't worry, it only stings for a moment, then it is only pleasure upon pleasure." And with that he took Duo into his arms and sank his still bloody canines into Duo's tender neck.
He was right. I've had war wounds that hurt worse than that, Duo thought. And then he simply sank into the intense amount of pleasure. Even if it is . . . a . . . guy. Duo dropped into a drunken oblivion. Drunk on the pleasure of the Master siphoning his life away.
Zechs cradled the unconscious leopard in his arms for a moment more before placing him as gently has he had Rya on the silken sheets. He toyed with the two leopards a bit more, placing them as a small girl would her dolls. He rolled Duo over to Rya's side, laying his head on her chest, putting his arm over her abdomen, and a leg slightly over hers. He then wrapped Rya's limp arm around Duo's shoulders, and the other he put up on the pillow near her head. Gently he took her hair and fanned it over the pillow some and some he blanketed over Duo. Standing back, Zechs viewed his handiwork. Still not satisfied, he reached down to pull the tie from Duo's braid, unbraided it, and draped the long locks across the expanse of the bed. Turning to the forgotten wolf still standing at the door, the vampyre shooed him away. Before he himself left the room, for the time being, he pulled loose the strings holding the sheer black curtains and let them fall about the bed. He cocked his head to the side to admire his work.
"Look at how beautifully they lie there together, wrapped in each others arms, with not a care in their world. Later they will awaken and finds themselves in the arms of the other and fear not. That is when I shall have my fun. I will bring the fear and insanity back into their eyes." The Master of the City chuckled to himself, for he had been speaking only to himself, and the two wereleopards in the bed sleeping peacefully. "Until you awaken my beauties, preferable before dawn, if you please." And then the room was empty.