Captured Treasures IV It's been a long time. So sorry this took so long. Trust me, I have a direction this story is going in so hopefully, I'll get the next chapter up soon. All the other chapters have now been converted to the world of html, so all the formatting should show up (or I messed up).

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Dinner could have been called...an affair. It started out fine, but then after the first twenty minutes, things started plummeting.

When Duo, following Heero, walked into the dining hall, he was stopped in his tracks. Never in his life had he ever seen such a place. The ceiling was incredibly high so there was excellent ventilation. The many windows were tall with ornate window hangings. There was a dais where the royalty and their guests would sit. Other tables were set up on a lower level for the commoners including the many servants. The table where the royalty were to sit was set in gold and silver with the utmost care.

Duo felt a slight tug on his collar and looked at an amused Heero. "Hey you What are you laugh-" before Duo could finish his sentence he caught sight of blond hair and knew it was Quatre.

"Hey, Q " Duo was running towards him when he felt the recoil of the leash being stretched beyond its range. He fell backwards, throughly embarrassed. Heero laughed and came up towards Duo to release him from the constraints of the leash.

"Sorry, but that's just how it works," he said as his fingers worked at Duo's neck, "you had better get used to it." Duo's mouth just twitched into a small pout, but as soon as he was free, he took off to Quatre again. Their reunion was heartwarming: hugs, and sighs of relief were shared between the two.

"Come along Quatre," said a boy of tall stature and side-swept hair, "Ah, you must Duo." Trowa looked over to his counterpart, Heero, and grinned. They all sat in the appropriate positions: Trowa and Heero at the upper far end of the hall with their parents and the other lords and ladies, Quatre and Duo at the lower end.

"Now, be a good boy," Duo imitated Heero's voice poorly for Quatre as they sat down on the table with other lower class people.

"Well, it was not too bad..." Quatre blushed when said this.

"Did he do something to you?" Duo asked rather violently, making his implication very clear.

"No, no!"

"Okay, good."

"How about you? Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"Well...it was nice."

"WHAT? You think being a slave is nice ?"

"No, I mean being taken care of, almost lovingly."

"Do you know what people like our so called 'masters' do with people like us."

"Yes, Duo, I know." Quatre said with a sigh.

"Their just going to treat us like whores!"

"You think I don't know that?"

"Sorry, didn't mean to bring up any bad stuff."

"It's okay...admit it."

"Admit what?"

"That you liked it. I mean that you liked being taken care of."

"..." Duo thought on this for a second before answering, "...yeah, it wasn't bad at all. It's nice every once and a while to find someone caring about your well being even if it is to make you a better bed slave."

Quatre nodded in agreement and was about to reply when food arrived. "Wow I'm famished!"

Duo acquiesced by digging into the food. He would think of a plan of sorts to get them out of the castle and to freedom, but right now it was time to eat.

After about an hour and half, the tables were cleared and many people decided to go along walking in the gardens for a while to rouse themselves from the drowsiness that ensued after eating a heavy meal. Trowa and Heero caught up with Quatre and Duo.

"We need to discuss something very important, so you both are permitted to walk along in the gardens with us if you want to." Heero said as he walked up to them, Trowa in tow.

"Sure, why not?" Quatre said, nodding to Duo. They needed to finish their conversation from earlier.

Hence, the walk commenced. Trowa would have liked to spend a pleasant night walking through the gardens or a night in the bath with his perfect slave, but matters of the state needed to be attended to, unfortunately. He knew Heero was thinking something along the same lines because throughout their conversation about worker's unions his eyes kept wandering back towards Duo and Quatre who were walking several meters behind them.

"So what do you think we can do about this?" Duo inquired when Quatre and he were a safe distance away from the arguing Trowa and Heero.

"About what?"

"Escaping! What else?"

"Shh! Not so loud! I don't really know what to do. Honestly, I have no idea where anything is in this place."

"Yeah, but we've got to get out of here. I don't know about you, but I don't care what feelings they have for us. All I know is that I'm tired of being a slave, and I want out!"

Quatre sighed deeply, "Unfortunately we're just going to have to wait for a bit longer so that we can figure out the best way to ditch this place."

"What are you saying? Let's just go now!"

"Duo, I already explained that we simply do not have the adequate knowledge to make a successful attempt at escape!"

"I know what it is," Duo said tempestuously, "you're smitten with that Lord Trowa guy! Well, you know what? He's just going to throw you away like he has thousands of other people like you!"

"And how exactly would you know that considering that you don't even know who he is?" Quatre spat back as angrily.

"Aha! So it is true!"

"I never said that!"

"Whatever! If you want to stay here and play submissive slave boy, then fine with me! I'll just leave without you!" With a huff, Duo walked off the opposite direction, towards the castle.

Heero finished talking to Trowa, and they closed matters in a pleasant tone, obviously in agreement. He turned and saw Duo storming off and followed him into the palace.

Trowa and Quatre walked back to the sleeping quarters in silence, except for Trowa's fiddling with Quatre's leash. Trowa opened the door of the sleeping chamber and motioned for Quatre to enter before him; he shut the door behind them. He sat Quatre down on the edge of the bed.

"Okay, what's wrong? You seem sad."

"What are you talking about?" Quatre feigned innocence.

"I mean, I saw that you looked kinda down on the way here. Was it something Duo said?"

"It was nothing at all, really," Quatre replied, softening up with the care that he saw in Trowa's eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," with that, Trowa pushed Quatre back on the bed and kissed him lightly at first, but when he felt Quatre responding, he deepened the kiss.

Quatre did not really know what was going on, but it felt good. He could not remember the last time that someone had been so gentle and caring towards him. Honestly, he was frightened at first when Trowa came onto him, memories from the past about sadistic masters coming up, but then when his lips connected with Trowa's his mind went numb.

They broke away after another couple minutes of kissing when Trowa decided that it was time for bed. Quatre and he changed into pajamas; the former just stood still and wondered where he would be sleeping. Trowa sensed this.

"You will be sleeping beside me from now on," Trowa said this forcefully, he needed to make sure that his bed slave understood what their relationship was. Quatre hesitated for a moment, but realized that he did not have a choice and climbed into bed next to Trowa who just had got under the covers. He was tense; Quatre did not want to lose his virginity so soon. He gulped.

"Don't worry I won't force you into anything so soon." Quatre sighed in relief.

With a snap of Trowa's fingers, the lights in the room dimmed down into darkness. Trowa wrapped his arms around Quatre's slim waist. Quatre tensed up, but eventually fell asleep, exhausted from the events that had occurred over the last several days, not to mention from his new and unfamiliar situation.

A week later...

Duo thought that he should just get used to his new situation. Earlier in the game when he had first been captured, his disheartened mind told him to just give in; furthermore, after a tough life that was based on stealing and fragile funds, being taken cared of and laying back a little did not seem like a bad idea. However, there was just one problem, he was a slave. He had no freedom to do as he pleased; he had to wait until he got permission from some one else to perform what seemed like simple actions before. He had planned to meet up with Quatre up for lunch to sort out what had happened the previous week; they had not been seeing eye to eye since then. Also, it seemed to Duo that Quatre was getting even more chummy with his new master, Trowa. He, of course, had to get permission from Heero to do so.

Right now, he had to go to attend a tutoring session. Apparently, even though they were slaves, they were expected to be educated. Duo was not particularly fond of it, but he did not have a choice in the matter. He started walking towards the library where his lesson would be; he was going to be about fifteen minutes early, maybe he would catch up on some of his work from the previous tutoring sessions. Walking into the library, he was surprised to find Heero fingering through a book, evidently he was back from his tour of the military camps. The past week had been interesting, he had already had some close encounters with Heero that could definitely be called sexual, and he was not sure how he felt about it. He just did not know. Duo closed the door behind him and leaned up against a desk.

"It's nice to see you again, Duo." Heero said, a devilish smile gracing his face. Duo missed it.

"You too, master." He almost spat out the latter part.

"You know," Heero said as he moved closer to Duo, "you don't have to call me that."

"Well, what else–" Duo was cut off by Heero's unexpected kiss. Duo did not respond at first, but then one of those magical hands started unbuttoning his shirt and running up his muscular chest. Duo's breath hitched in his throat as Heero's talented fingers teased his nipples to perked up redness; Heero deepened the kiss, eliciting a small whimper from Duo who berated himself for giving into Heero. A loud knock at the door interrupted them.

"Master Duo, are you ready for your lesson? May I come in?"

Duo and Heero were scrambling to get things together. In the frenzy, they managed to knock off papers and books, but managed to get their clothes on.

Heero called out when they were done, "Yes, you may come in." They teacher walked inside.

"Oh, Lord Yuy, I was not aware that you were here," he said with a bow.

"Well, I trust that you will have a good lesson," with that, Heero walked out the door.

"Okay, Master Maxwell, I believe we have a lot to cover today, let's get started."

Unfortunately, Duo could not get time to meet up with Quatre properly. Apparently, Heero had other uses in mind for him because he had horse riding lessons and archery among other things. Duo thought that he would simply be a bed slave not really a companion.

An interesting proposition came up later in the week, however, that would probably give Duo a chance to speak with Quatre for some time. Heero and Trowa were going on a hunting trip in the woods surrounding the castle, and they wanted their new slaves to accompany them since they had received some shooting training already. What better way to test it out? So it was set for the next day's afternoon.

The sun was high in the sky; the four mounts passed through the lush forest. Duo looked around wearily, he had seen nothing worth shooting. Quatre sighed tiredly, he really did not have any desire to shoot another animal.

The hours wore on, Heero had shot two rabbits and Trowa had a deer in the sack on his pepper mount. They had decided not to take any hounds. Suddenly, a rustle was heard in the nearby tree tops. Duo though that it was probably a bird, but then was skeptical. He knew what people who sneaked around sounded like, and this was it.

Right on cue, seven green-clad men landed with near-silent thuds on the ground around the group. Heero and Trowa went to aim with their guns at the closest warrior, however, he was too fast and grabbed the nearest human, Quatre, and used him as a shield. Trowa and Heero lowered their guns, but they second they did, they men started attacking, their faces hidden behind masks. A brawl of sorts started. People started grabbing for Duo who leaped off his horse and started going after the man who had Quatre at knife point; the man started running away with Quatre slung on his back, the knife prodding him in various places to remind him not to struggle. Quatre was already having problems of his own. Because he was wearing a magical collar like Duo's, it started tightening around his neck. He tried to grope at it in hopes of removing it, but the magical properties of it governed that the wearer could not remove it from his own neck.

Duo screamed back at Trowa to release his power on the collar, but Trowa was too busy fighting. The kidnapper sensed the problem that Quatre was having, and obviously did not want him to die, so he broke off the collar. Duo could only shout and run after the kidnapper so long, because he was starting to feel the effects of the collar on his neck. He could see Quatre reaching out to him and even daring to shout out his name. Duo called back, but collapsed on the ground because he could hardly breathe anymore because of the collar. Hot tears started running down his face. He was going to lose his best friend because he was stuck as a slave and could not go anywhere unless he had permission. He hated it. They had not even been able to sort out their problems before parting. If only he could have continued after the kidnapper, he may have been able to save Quatre. Being a slave was really becoming a liability.


Wow it has been a long time. I hope you guys haven't lost touch with this story. Thanks for being patient and reviewing (those reviews really helped be get motivated to put this chapter out so thanks a lot!). Sorry for the wait, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Until next time,

Hotaru