Author's Note: None really. Just read it.

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Relena sat patiently in wait of her servant. Though the little patience that she had was thinning. Remius had been expected back since this afternoon. It was now nearing sunset. He had probably dragged behind to look after his little pet; that damned thief. She didn't trust that boy anymore than others trusted her. He had a sharp mind and the pretty face to go with it. The two were never a good combination, especially for a character such as his. She had no time to dawdle over such things anyway.

Her mind was racing for a report from Remius, and the damned bird wasn't here yet. She stood from her throne to pace the floor, her hands clenching into fists by her side. She was ready to scream from frustration when she heard the caw of the raven. Her eyes glanced behind her and she found Remius. He was kneeling, head bowed, and she turned to face him. It was about damned time that he showed up.

"Where have you been?", she asked with an aggravated voice.

The man stood from his position of respect, eyes looking into Relena's. He had been making sure to do as told. He had been spying on the small band of travelers and keeping an eye on Trowa. He was an important key to his entire plan, and if Trowa failed, then he failed.

"My apologies, Lady Elf. I was only doing as told. I followed Heero and the others to Myrthil, and I had to make sure that Trowa joined with them."

"And?", she asked impatiently.

"He's doing well. Your father and brother have already rewarded him for saving the lives of Myrthril's allies."

Relena's jaw clenched at the sound of the words "father" and "brother". She hated those two with a passion. Xolin was the reason why she resided here in this palace in the Dark Lands. He would have nothing to do with her after she refused to give up her practice of the Black Arts. She had hated him before, when he had barely tried to help her gain Heero. Though she loathed and despised him when he took the throne of Myrthril from her and handed it off to that bastard son of his.

Quatre.

The name made her grind her teeth in anger. The boy wasn't even birthed by the Queen. His mother was a maiden in Myrthril's lower courts. Quatre himself wouldn't have been a thought to his father if Angelus hadn't given mention of the boy to him. She would still have her throne, since her father would have had no one to give it to, but she couldn't dwell on the past; there were other things to worry about.

"Where are they headed?", she asked, walking to the small table.

Remius watched as she lifted the small necklace from the table's top. She was losing sleep over the few days trying to figure out the hows and whys since its arrival. Her temper was worse than before, though this was a rare time when it barely revealed itself.

"They're heading out in search of the Seer.", Remius told her, "I believe they are going to him in search of answers to their own questions."

"Did your boy tell you that?", Relena questioned, eyes glued to the ruby.

"Trowa has yet to report to me-"

"And when do you expect him to?", she inquired, a bit impatient.

"Soon, My Lady."

"You had better hope so.", she told him turning to look at him, "I won't lie to you, Remius. I don't trust that boy. I know what he's capable of. If he fails to do as is expected of him, they'll be consequences; for him and for you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Lady Elf."

"Now, back to business.", she said with a smile, "This boy, have you seen him?"

Remius nodded, and she walked closer, eyes latched to his.

"Then let me have a look."

With a sigh, Remius let his amber eyes stare into hers. He felt his mind invaded and the events of the days passed before him. From the moment she sent him out, to his flight back here and all in between.

Relena watched impatiently as she searched through Remius' memories. There were plenty of times when the man had caught sight of the boy. However, whatever magic that protected the boy was particularly strong. The vision of him was blurred to her even through the mind of her own servant.

"Damn the Spellbinder who placed that curse!", she spat angrily as she violently left Remius' mind.

Her quick departure from his mind left Remius open to the backlash of her magic and he cried out as pain tore through his skull. His vision was lost for a few moments, and when he did retrieve it again, it was blurred. All he could make out was a maroon blur that angrily moved back and forth. Relena didn't seem to notice him and if she did, she was ignoring him. The Lady Elf was much too angry to worry or care about anything else.

"I must see that boy!", she yelled her hand crushing around the necklace, "The magic that hides him only fuels my anger! What must they hide! Who is he!"

She turned back to Remius, who stared back at her blankly and she beckoned him closer with a crook of her finger. He was levitated from the floor and jerked forward violently, and as he came closer, a small yet strong hand closed around his throat. There was a few minutes of his struggling to get free, but it was of no use. It was only when he stilled, did the grip somewhat loosen.

"You are not to come back to this palace until you have that boy in your clutches.", Relena growled through clenched teeth, "If I see even a glimpse of you, I promise that you will experience a very slow, painful and torturous death."

With a yell she threw him from her, his body hitting a far wall and then crumpling to the floor. He fought to catch his breath and a hand rose to caress his throat that had been squeezed. His amber eyes looked up to peer through his dark tresses at the scornful woman that glared down at him. He could only think of things that he wished he could do to her. He was her servant and therefore his magic was owned by her. Whatever little magic he was left was a blessing, though it was useless against Relena herself. Maybe Angelus' advice should have been taken before he came here. It was too late now; Relena owned him. He was her puppet and there was nothing much he could do about it.

He slowly stood from his position on the floor, his eyes never leaving the still fuming queen. Though she was now more intent on being the spoiled brat that she was. She went around the throne room and throwing everything and anything about, breaking and destroying in her rage. Her tantrums were best to be avoided, so he made his way to the window that held the balcony. Without a look back he was off. He would do as he was bid. The only time he'd return here again was when Duo was with him.

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"Okay, I spy with my little eye something-"

"A tree."

"Right again, Wufei.", Duo answered happily, "You must be good at this."

The Dragon Lord only glared at the teenager who quickly shrank away. Duo had dragged them into this little game hours ago. It had been fun at first but now that they were no longer in the Elfin City, there was less to spy. Tree had been the answer for the last fifteen turns.

"Okay Heero. It's your turn."

"How about we just ride on in silence?", the Fairy King suggested and Duo pouted.

"But that's so boring.", Duo whined, "We can't just ride all day without saying anything."

"Of course we can.", Wufei added, "Or at least we can if you would only for a few moments close your mouth."

"Make me."

"Don't tease me, Duo.", Wufei said with a grin and Duo quickly shut his mouth.

With a satisfied nod, Wufei urged his horse to ride ahead so that he was side by side with Heero. Duo watched him ride past with a blush and he turned at the sound of Quatre's laugh. The prince was seated atop his cream colored mare, who in Duo's opinion seemed far more intelligent than your everyday horse. His own stallion was given to him by Quatre, who said that it was what he had given as a gift to the Human Prince. It was a surprise that the horse had lived so long. Though Quatre explained it was an Elfin horse, a rare gift that would be given. They had all given gifts, save Trowa who only knew the tale. Though Quatre was the only one who shared what he had actually given. The stallion that he now rode was the birth present to Heero's long ago lover. It returned to Myrthril after the boy's disappearance.

When Quatre presented the horse to him, Duo refused to accept it. It belonged to someone else, he couldn't take it. Though Quatre pushed and urged him. The horse himself played a part in it. The animal seemed to know him and Duo found he felt the same way. How could he connect with an animal so quickly? He barely knew it. Now when he thought about it, he barely knew the ones he was traveling with. Yet, connected with them as well, as if he already knew them.

"Duo, what troubles you?", Quatre asked.

"Nothing.", Duo said with smile, "I was just thinking about the horse is all."

"He's yours to keep.", Quatre said reaching a hand out to pet the horses head, "Think of it as a gift."

"I barely know you.", Duo said looking away.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up to Quatre again.

"It may seem that way.", Quatre told him, a slight smile on his lips, "Though I assure you, I believe we know each other. You are a friend of mine and I want to give you the horse."

"But he belongs to-"

"A master that is no longer here?", Quatre asked, and then he sighed, "Duo there are times when you shouldn't ask questions and just accept what's been given. These are one of those times. The horse was a gift returned and now, he's yours."

His mouth opened to protest, but he decided against it. Duo instead mumbled out a quiet "thank you" and then he guided his horse to join the two ahead of them. Quatre watched him go and then he turned to the boy that rode at his side. He had felt the boy's eyes on him the entire time that he had been speaking to Duo. Now he could give the boy his full attention.

"Triton, is it?", he asked, his eyes staring ahead.

"That's right.", Trowa answered.

"Is there something the matter? Or do you just seem to like staring?"

"Forgive me, Prince of Myrthril, if I offend you.", Trowa apologized.

"You do not."

"I couldn't help but wonder if you were the only one to give the prince a gift."

"No.", Quatre answered, turning eyes to the boy, "Wufei and Heero gave gifts as well. As did everyone who came to see the newborn heir of Rothelan."

"And what were those gifts?", Trowa asked curiously and Quatre only smiled.

"Curious little boy.", he said almost tauntingly, "The answers to that question is not for me to say and they are not for you to learn. Though in time it will be revealed."

"So in other words, you don't know?"

Quatre only gave the boy a look that Trowa couldn't describe himself and he rode ahead, well past the three who were caught in another game with Duo. He took the chance to slow down his horse. He looked up to find what he was hoping to see and he rode off to his right unseen. He stopped only when he was a good distance away, pulling the reigns to bring his horse to a stop. With a quick pat to the animal's neck, he climbed off only to turn and find himself face to face with Remius.

"What can you tell me?", Remius urged, impatience dripping from his voice.

"Not much.", Trowa responded.

"Let me be the judge of that."

Turning back to his horse, Trowa pretended to seem busy tightening the reigns. He had learned to feign in making himself seem uninterested in Remius. It always turned out as he wanted it.

"Well!", Remius pushed, and Trowa looked over his shoulder to him.

"They are traveling in search of the Seer.", he provided, now meddling with the saddle, "They think that he will know the answer to every question they provide him."

"I know all this!", the dark haired man snapped.

With one hand he grabbed the boy by the shoulder, turning him to face him. He knew of Trowa's ways to get him angry and the boy was succeeding.

"I have no time for games, Trowa.", he said in a low voice, eyes glaring coldly, "You tell me what you can."

"What's in it for me?", Trowa continued.

He knew that Remius was angry, as calm as his voice was it still had a biting tone. He had learned to avoid this anger, but at the moment he couldn't care less.

"You dare to toy with me?", Remius asked, the pupils of his eyes enlarging, "I warn you, as weak as I may be, I have enough power to kill you unmercifully."

"And then you'd be lost without me!", Trowa countered, his own eyes glaring.

Remius' eyes no longer held any color to them, his pupil having expanded until the last ring of amber disappeared. The aura that surrounded him crackled with energy and Trowa felt it. He knew what Remius could do to him, he just doubted that he would actually do as he threatened.

"You vain, foolish little boy.", Remius said with a mocking laugh, "I can replace you as fast as I found you. The only thing I find in interest of you are your skills; in your trade and in my bed. Now unless you want these to be your last moments I demand you tell me what you can!"

Trowa gasped as a bolt of black lightening struck the ground. It cracked loud enough to cause him to jump and it spooked the horse who now ran off. Though it didn't go far, Trowa had tied it to a nearby tree, which was a good thing. He would have been stranded if the horse had gone farther. He watched into the black colored eyes for a moment, aware as lightening continued to rain down on the forest floor.

"I'm sorry!", he apologized quickly, as Remius stepped forward, "I'll tell you everything!"

As quickly as it came, the shower of lightening disappeared and Remius' eyes returned to their amber coloring. With a satisfied smile, he walked closer to Trowa, patting the boy on the head as if he were a puppy.

"Good boy.", he teased with a laugh, "Now, what can you report to me?"

"I haven't gained the trust of everyone yet.", Trowa started slowly, "Duo is the only one who seems willing to. Heero, who seems to take a liking to him, he might be easy to get to. The problem is the Dragon Lord. He doesn't seem to like me very much and since he and the Prince of Myrthril seem to have something between them, Quatre won't take to me either."

"Well you'll just have to work harder, won't you?"

Trowa nodded and he paused to watch Remius pace in thought. Noting Trowa's hesitation, Remius looked to him and motioned for him to continue.

"What about the boy?", Remius asked, "I myself can't be sure, but can he be the prince?"

"I have no idea.", Trowa told him, arms crossed, "The tale of Heero and his lover are older than my great grandparents. That happened centuries before even their parents were born."

"But the others might have said something."

Trowa only shrugged.

"I believe that Heero wants him to be his precious little prince. If I didn't know any better I'd say the Fairy King has fallen for our little stow away."

"Yes.", Remius agreed, "And what of Wufei and Quatre?"

"With Wufei it's hard to tell anything. I think he knows that I'm studying him, so he hides what he can . As for Quatre, he seems to know a lot more than he'll allow us to think he knows."

Remius stopped in his pacing to look up at the sky. The others had noticed Trowa missing and from what he could make out, Wufei had volunteered to search for him. If they were found together, neither would be spared.

"I must take my leave.", he announced to Trowa, "Wufei is searching for you. It will not go well if we are found together. I will find you again in three days. You had better know more than you do now. Until then."

"Remius!", Trowa called stopping the man before he could leave.

Walking closer the boy wrapped his arms around the man's neck. Their lips connected and Remius allowed the boy to get his way. He had given the boy quite a scare, and it was only fair that he grant him at least this. It was the most Trowa would get from him in the days to come. Pulling away, Trowa nuzzled the man's neck, allowing the embrace to linger for a while longer.

"Take your horse to the river some way ahead.", Remius told him, letting his hands roam the lithe body, "Wufei grows closer. I will return to you in three days."

"In three days.", Trowa repeated.

Taking one last kiss from the raven-haired man, he pulled away returning to his horse. Remius watched the boy mount his horse and ride off in the direction that he was shown. He took the roar that sounded closer than it seemed as his cue to leave and he transformed, flying off into the horizon.

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Wufei landed in a clearing, his large wings stirring the loose dirt and brush from the ground. As he landed his large silver eyes glanced around, his nose sniffing the air. Trowa was close by, and from the smell that lingered, he had been here as well. And he hadn't been alone. Now in human form, Wufei walked off in the direction that Trowa's scent drifted from. It didn't take him long to find him, and when he did the boy was waist deep in a river, his back turned to the dragon. He was oblivious to the rest of the world, or so it seemed. His ebony eyes watched him, and then it looked to the horse who lazily lapped at the water and then grew interest in the surrounding vegetation.

"If I'm not mistaken, I believe that before we left Myrthril, we had agreed to stay together and not stray."

Turning to face who had come up behind him, Trowa graced the Dragon Lord with a smile.

"I'm sorry to cause trouble, but my horse needed water.", Trowa explained, continuing to bathe himself, "When I got here I figured that it wouldn't be too bad if I cooled off. The heat is unbearable."

Wufei only snorted, before stepping closer to the stream. He grabbed Trowa's shirt from off the ground and held it out as he reached the bank of the river.

"Get out now.", Wufei ordered, his eyes glaring at the boy.

"Don't you want to join me?", Trowa asked him with a smile, "You look stressed. I'm sure a swim with me could relieve it."

Wufei found the gleam in the boy's eyes and he knew what the boy was suggesting. He had no time for these games, they needed to find a nearby town before nightfall. It was close to sunset already.

"What ever stress I may have, I do not need your help to relieve it.", Wufei answered.

"Yes, I'm sure our little elf already has the pleasure."

As his glare grew colder, Wufei tried his best to stay calm. He watched Trowa start to walk toward the shore and he then noticed the boy's lack of clothing. It was only then did he noticed that with the shirt, he held Trowa's pants. With a sigh he looked away from the boy's naked form, his hand still outstretched offering his clothes. Trowa took it with a smirk, watching as Wufei turned his back to him.

"When you are dressed, take your horse and join the others."

"And where will you be?", Trowa asked before Wufei could walk away.

"That is of no concern to you.", Wufei muttered as he walked off, "Just do as your told and get back to the rest."

Trowa watched as the Dragon Lord walked away, and stared as the large wings unfolded themselves and the man took to the sky. He was left alone, naked and wet and he turned his attention to his horse that lazily grazed on whatever green its mouth came in contact with. Sighing, he dragged in getting dressed, knowing that he had no reason to rush. He was sure that the three that he and Wufei had left behind had stopped moving so he could catch up.

Grabbing up his pack, that he had rested onto the ground, he looked inside quite satisfied with its contents. He wasn't sure when, but Remius had left him his payment and he eyed the gold quite happily. Tying it securely, he slung it over the back of the horse, who only whinnied in what seemed annoyance. However, the horse was ignored and then mounted. With one last glance at the sky, which was empty, he rode off back toward his traveling companions.

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A few hours later, the small group found themselves the welcomed guests of an inn in a moderately populated town. It was there that they were greeted by Wufei, who came only a few moments after they had assigned rooms. Though that didn't stop the dragon from rooming with Duo anyway. The boy had originally been paired with Trowa, since the two were much closer to age, Trowa being nineteen and Duo nearing his eighteenth year. Wufei would have none of it and he insisted that he and Duo bunk together. After Wufei guided the boy away with Heero's glare on them, Quatre convinced Trowa to stay with him and since they had only paid for two rooms, Heero was with them also.

After they were settled, they gathered downstairs for both dinner and a discussion of what the plan was to be exactly. Heero had been the first downstairs and he was followed by Duo. The boy greeted him with a smile, and Heero watched him seat himself on the bench across from him. He wasn't sure why, but he had wanted the boy to sit next to him. Though now he could look at Duo directly; he only had to look up.

His eyes were focused onto the beautiful face in front of him when the two were joined by Wufei. He seated himself next to Duo, his eyes locked onto Heero's and a teasing smirk took his lips. The Fairy King didn't have time to say anything, since Quatre and Trowa appeared together. The Elfin Prince stood at the end of the table as Trowa grabbed a separate chair altogether, turning it so that he could rest his arms on the back of the chair. Now that everyone was gathered, Quatre found it time to start their discussion.

"Alright, first order of business?"

"How about food?", Duo asked, several stomachs growling in agreement.

With a laugh Quatre nodded, waving over one of the servant girls and ordering for all but Wufei. He had eaten before he arrived and Duo begged him not to elaborate, which everyone was sure that the dragon would have done. When they had been served and were full, Quatre drew them back to the task at hand.

"I'm sure we all understand the objective of our journey.", Quatre started, looking around at the rest who sat at the table, "We must find a way to send Duo home, and Heero has been searching for the prince long enough. We're headed to the home of the Seer, as you all know, and there we'll hope to have our questions answered."

"Then why do you sound so disappointed?", Trowa asked, green eyes more interested in the blade of his dagger.

"My sources tell me that the Seer has left his lair for reasons unknown.", Quatre answered, both Heero and Wufei reacting with shock.

"Why!", Wufei demanded, as if Quatre knew the answer, "The Seer never leaves his lodgings."

"The Seer only leaves when summoned and even then there's a small chance he'd appear.", Heero added, "There has to be a reason for his disappearance."

"I'm afraid that I don't know why he's gone missing. Though I do know that there's a chance he will return."

"Why don't we just look for him?", Duo asked, his arms folded atop table, "Is it that hard to find him?"

"The Seer will only present himself to you when he wants to be seen.", Trowa pitched in, eyes locking onto Duo, "He is a being of high and powerful ability. He is called the Seer because he sees all, so therefore he knows all."

"And that is why we are in search of him.", Heero added, "He is the only help we would ever need."

"We'll, what if he doesn't have all the answers?", Duo asked innocently, and everyone grew silent, "I mean he can't exactly see everything, so it can only mean he doesn't know everything."

Those that sat at the table weren't the only ones to fall silent. There were others that were in listening distance of the private conversation that grew silent as well. There gazes landed on the boy in disbelief. Duo nervously looked back and forth between those that stared at him and he felt as if he had said something terribly wrong. Was this Seer guy really all that important? He looked to Heero, who had taken to staring at the boy in some sort of awe, and he felt his nervousness rise. It was Wufei's laugh that broke him out of it, and he turned violet eyes to look at the ebony haired man.

"What did I say wrong?", Duo asked innocently enough.

"You are one of very few who has ever dared to doubt the Seer's ability.", Wufei told him with a grin, "The Seer himself hates when many doubt him."

"Who is he, God?", Duo asked under his breath.

He was greeted with odd looks, confused frowns, and quirked eyebrows. It left him wondering once again, what he had said to gain such a reaction.

"You speak of only one god?", Trowa asked, his dagger now being used to clean his nails.

"Uh-"

"No need to explain, Duo.", Quatre reassured him, "Though I can say that the Seer is held in high regards. He is even worshipped as a god to many in these lands."

That would explain the stares he had gotten a few moments earlier. As he raised his head, he then noticed a painting of what he could only guess to be the Seer mounted above a fireplace and he sighed. There are times he should just keep his opinions to himself.

"So what can we do to grab his attention?", Duo asked, not willing to give up, "There has to be something."

With a smirk, Trowa finally raised his eyes to the group at the table. Clearing his throat, so that all eyes turned in his direction, he slowly rested his knife down onto the table.

"I believe that I know of a way.", he put in, and was given a scoff.

It was from the Dragon Lord, and he had expected some sort of negative reaction from him. It was clear that the dragon really hadn't softened up to him. It would take longer than he thought it would.

"Do you doubt me, Wufei?", he asked leaning forward his arms folded on the table top.

"Of course I do.", Wufei said, eyes locked onto Trowa, "Or do you want me to believe that a boy that has barely any knowledge of history, legends, and the likes will know of a way to bring the Seer to us? Sorry to say, I very much doubt that."

"Care to put a wager on your doubt?"

"I have no time for children.", Wufei said, standing from the table.

"I'll have you know I am no child!", Trowa spat, glare set on the dark-haired man, "I am a man."

"And what makes you that man?", Wufei asked, arms crossing, "Your age? There are many more qualities that you must gain before you can be acknowledged as such. And until you yourself gain such qualities, all you will be is just a boy."

"Wufei!"

At the call of his name, Wufei looked to Quatre who gave him a pleading look. They had already discussed Triton's part in this group. Quatre knew that the boy seemed a bit suspicious, but he still had no one to travel with. Leave it to Quatre's ever bleeding heart to feel for even the shadiest of characters.

However, he had promised his blond friend that he would try and act civil towards the banged boy. Already he was mentally being scolded on how man or no man, Triton deserved his respect. Growling in irritation, he agreed with the elf, who gave him a smile in thanks. Though he agreed to "behave" for the rest of the night and journey, he refused to apologize.

"Wufei?"

This voice was Duo's and he looked down at the young boy, who glanced up at him in question.

What is it, little one?

"Where are you going?"

With a grin, Wufei seated himself down again, pulling himself closer to the boy so that he could whisper in his ear.

"To bed, Duo.", he answered, "Would you like to join me?"

At Duo's blush, Heero threw a threatening glare at the Dragon Lord, who only shrugged.

"Well then, I guess I'll go off on my own.", Wufei announced standing again, "In the morning we'll start our travels. Good night."

He left after everyone bid him good night; all but Trowa. His green eyes only glared onto the dragon's retreating back. His hand was fisted around that hilt of his dagger in an attempt to not send the blade flying towards the ebony-eyed man. He was brought back from his anger when Quatre rested a hand on his shoulder. He met his eyes with the elf's teal and he was greeted with a smile.

"The key is to show him that you aren't affected by his antics.", Quatre provided, seating himself on a chair next to Trowa, "Then his taunting will end."

"Why doesn't he like me?", he asked, and Quatre squeezed his shoulder reassuringly.

"It's not that he doesn't like you.", Heero provided, "He just doesn't trust you."

"And how do I gain his trust?", Trowa asked, Quatre responding.

"It's not so easy to gain his trust. The most advice that I can offer you is to not try and gain it at all."

Trowa nodded and he stopped to think about it. Quatre had a point. He had been trying to gain Wufei's trust and maybe if he didn't try so hard, he would gain it after all. It was a good thing that he asked for advice. He should have done that earlier, knowing that Wufei's friends would be the best way for him to go. Now he had to work on acknowledging the fact that Wufei didn't trust him, and making it seem as if he didn't care. Dragons were really confusing creatures. It was a wonder that anyone understood them at all.

"What was that plan of yours?", Duo suddenly asked, bringing Trowa back from his thoughts.

"We're interested in what you know.", Heero added.

He looked to Quatre, who only nodded and he took it as a sign to begin.

"Contrary to what Wufei believes, I know a few legends.", Trowa started off, "I know that the Seer wasn't always what he was. Before the Rulers of Fate chose him to take the role as Seer, he had been the God of Light, while his brother was the Lord of Darkness."

"Brothers?", Duo questioned.

"Twins. Born when the Great Goddess split into Light and Darkness.", Quatre explained, "Angelus and Remius."

"Remius was the unfortunate of the two. He was tricked into Relena's service and she took his power, that is what makes her so strong to this day.", Trowa continued, his eyes locked onto Duo's violet, "He is her slave for all eternity. Separated from his brother, the only man to ever care for him. With only the God of Light, the world would have fallen into chaos, so Angelus was given the position of the almighty Seer, and two goddesses now hold the positions of the Goddess of Light and the Mistress of Darkness."

Now in awe, Duo listened carefully, his eyes never leaving Trowa's. He wasn't the only one enthralled by the tale, Heero himself had never learned of the history behind the twin gods, and now he found himself listening as attentively as the braided boy. Quatre knowing the story only watched in amusement as the story went on.

"And how does this tale help us find Angelus?", Quatre asked, not wanting to interrupt but eager to learn what Triton knew.

"That's very easy.", Trowa said with a smile, "It's a known fact that Angelus will always answer to only one call and one call alone immediately."

"His brother's?", Duo asked, taking a guess.

"Exactly."

"The question is, how do we get Remius' attention?", Heero asked curiously.

With a smile, Trowa stood from his seat, his eyes lighting with what Quatre could only measure as amusement.

"You just leave that to me."

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Angelus stopped his horse rather abruptly, startling both the creature and Milliardo, who turned to look back at his friend in question. Angelus had sensed something following them, and as he looked back into the sky, he found nothing. Milliardo had ridden back toward him, and his eyes followed Angelus' to the sky.

"What is it?", he asked him, trying to see what he could.

Though it was dark, and there wasn't much he could see on a moonless night. Even the stars were covered by thick clouds. The only light they traveled with was mage light that Angelus provided. Though it was slowly going out. They had been traveling since the break of dawn, and the Seer was growing tired.

"Maybe we should stop.", Milliardo suggested, "You seem tired. You need your rest."

"I can not rest.", Angelus told him, urging his horse to walk again, "We must go on."

It was a good thing that Milliardo had followed close behind him, for in a few seconds the mage light had gone completely out and he could see his friend starting to slip form his horse. With a fast reflex, Milliardo rode closer, grabbing his friends before he could fall off.

"Do not be so foolish, Angelus.", Milliardo warned with a stern voice, "The strain you put on yourself would be dire to your health. We shall rest."

"No.", Angelus weakly protested, "We must go on."

"We shall rest!", Milliardo cried, his grip tightening.

He was not given another protest, and as he looked to his silver-haired companion, he found that he had fainted. He wasn't surprised, his friend had worked himself hard today. He knew of the consequences of his actions, but he still pushed. And for what?

His eyes looked up into the dark sky to see a shadow cut through it, followed by the caw of what could only be a raven.

"All for you."

Pulling Angelus from his horse, he held the man in his arms, eyes looking over his face. He had to find them a source of camp, since the only town he could think of was already behind them. Letting a hand pet the silver hair, he then took hold of the reigns as the other held Angelus close to him.

"You know to follow.", he said to the white horse beside him.

The horse whinnied with a nod of its head in understanding, and then they were off, galloping towards the nearby cliffs. There was bound to be caves that would serve as a shelter. He himself was weary, and he knew that Angelus would need more than rest. Any cave they found could be there residence for more than just the night.

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Duo slowly woke from sleep, his mind foggy and his body sensing that he was not alone in bed. Opening an eye to peek at who was lying beside him, he groaned as he found Wufei. His eyes closed again, and he turned over, letting an arm fall over his eyes. It took a few moments but he sat up, causing the shirtless man to stir. At least Duo could only hope that he was just without a tunic.

Slowly, he lifted the sheet that covered Wufei to peek under, and he gave a breath of relief as he found the man still clothed from the waist down. With that taken cared of, he checked his own state of dress and found that nothing was missing. That was when he sent the slap to Wufei's head. With a cry the Dragon Lord woke, his hand rising to caress his abused skull. He turned to find Duo glaring at him and he sat up with a frown.

"What was that for?", he asked, still rubbing his head.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed!", Duo demanded, sending a punch to Wufei's arm.

With a slight grimace, Wufei let his hand drop from his head to now rub his arm.

"I am in my bed.", he said in his defense, "If anything I should be asking you what you're doing my bed."

Opening his mouth to respond, Duo noticed that it was in fact Wufei's bed and he snapped it shut. It was embarrassing enough not waking up alone. Now to find out that it was he himself who found his way to Wufei's bed was more than mortifying.

"Why am I here?", he asked suddenly, Wufei shrugging.

"Nightmares I think.", he said nonchalantly.

There was the problem, he had always had nightmares; or so he was told. He could never really recall them when he woke up the next morning, though people would tell him that he had had them. He did always remember a shadowed figure; one that struck cold fear onto his heart every time he dreamt of it. The only thing that calmed him was when someone, preferably his grandmother would let him climb into bed with him and hold him close. That would also mean that he was a sleep walker. That could be the reason why he never knew how he made it from his bed to someone else's. Last night that someone had been Wufei, and he could only guess that it was because he was the closest.

"Thank you." he said awkwardly, Wufei shrugging.

"I'm not the one you should be thanking.", Wufei admitted with a lazy smile, "Heero was the one that stayed with you all night. He just left you here with me right before dawn, so you wouldn't be alone."

"Oh.", was the only respond that Duo could give.

With a stretch Wufei yawned before falling back onto the bed and burying himself under the sheets.

If you're heading downstairs, tell Quatre I'll be up soon.

Nodding, Duo watched as Wufei let himself fall back into a deep sleep. It was amazing how much Wufei could sleep. Maybe it was normal for a dragon? Then again, when he thought about it, he himself liked to sleep well past noon. His mother was always complaining to him about it.

Rising from the bed, he stretched before heading out of the door. The bath house was outside of the inn a little ways past the stables and that was the first place Duo was headed. It meant passing through the mess hall downstairs and as he did, he took note of the stares he was given. It was almost as if they watched him in disbelief. Maybe his doubt of the Seer last night had offended more people than he thought. By now the entire room had fallen silent and Duo stopped in the middle to nervously glance around at the staring eyes.

In their drunken daze last night, the occupants of the room hadn't really noticed the boy. Yet, now as they were sober, they found that he reminded him of the paintings that gave proof of the legendary Prince of Rothelan. They were struck with awe, while Duo was beginning to become a tad bit uncomfortable. With a nervous laugh, he bowed his head to hide his face and rushed for the door. Even as he left, he could feel their eyes on him. He was soon outside, where no one had the time to look at him and in his haste to make it to the bathhouse, he wasn't aware of Heero who was walking in his direction. The two collided sending Duo to the ground. With a swear, Duo looked up to find Heero, who quickly helped him up.

"I'm sorry.", the king apologized, helping Duo who was dusting himself off, "Are you hurt?"

"No, it's okay I'm fine.", Duo assured, "I should have been paying attention."

Looking up to the colbat eyed man, Duo gave him a smile. He hadn't forgotten what Wufei told him, and he had better thank Heero for spending the night with him. Though he felt like kicking himself for not remembering what it felt like to have Heero's arm wrapped around him. He wouldn't deny it, he had always had feelings for the Fairy King. Since the day his grandmother had first told him the story. Then he had the chance to meet him in person, and he was everything he had dreamed of and more. Well, at least from what Duo already knew of him.

However, even if he had begun to fall for the Fairy King, Heero was already in love with this legendary prince. He was still looking for him, and Duo wished that he would stop looking. He knew it was wrong to think that way, he wouldn't intrude on "True Love" as Quatre called it. Another part of him did want Heero to reunite with his prince. He always wanted a happy ending, even if it wasn't his own.

Heero smiled back, noting as Duo was somewhat occupied with his own thoughts. He wondered if he was remembering last night. The nightmares seemed serious, almost as if they were memories of the boy's past. Though he wouldn't dwell on it, it was probably something Duo wouldn't want to discuss.

"Where are you going?", Duo asked, "You seem to be in a rush."

"Quatre has sent me to wake Wufei. He went back to sleep when you rose, I'm sure."

"Yeah, he said he'd be up soon enough.", Duo told him with a shrug, "We heading out soon?"

"As soon as Wufei's up.", Heero told him walking past, "I suggest you get your horse saddled and ready."

"Wait, don't I have time for a bath?", Duo asked, watching Heero walk away.

"You'll get one when we stop tonight.", Heero called back over his shoulder, "Quatre says anyone who isn't ready to ride off when Wufei's up will be left behind."

"He doesn't mean that does he?"

Duo questioned wasn't answered and he sighed as his shoulders slumped. He was really itching for a bath right about now, but it wasn't going to happen obviously. Groaning, he headed for the stables, letting himself drag there. It was already hot, and he didn't want to get too sweaty.

He was greeted by his horse, who whinnied enthusiastically, raising up on its hind legs. Duo laughed at its performance, walking closer and petting the horse's neck as it returned to all fours again. Its nose pushed against Duo's chest, and the boy was urged to hug onto the horse's neck. The horse trilled lowly as Duo held onto to it, almost as if it was grateful for the embrace. Pulling away, Duo decided it was best to actually get the horse saddled, he wasn't sure if Quatre could live up to his threat. Grabbing hold of a curry comb, Duo began to run it over the colt's pelt. In return, the horse nuzzled Duo in affection, its tongue licking through the boy's bangs.

"Thanks.", Duo offered with a laugh, "It might be the only cleaning it gets all day."

The horse neighed what Duo took as a "you're welcome", and he continued his task of grooming his horse.

"I don't even know what to call you.", Duo said more to himself than the horse, "I'm sure you had a name before. Though maybe I can think of one; something that you'd like."

Duo looked over the horse's black coat, his hand petting the band of white that graced the horse's face and ending between the colt's ears, where he scratched behind them.

"Maybe I can name you Jeffery after my dad?"

The horse's foot clacked against the stone ground of the stables and Duo sighed.

"I thought you wouldn't like it. What about Adrian?"

He was granted a shake of the horse's head and he stopped to think of a much better name. It was harder when he thought, but soon enough, one came to him.

"Tamsin.", his finally said, and he found that it had been said alongside with anothers voice.

Looking at the stable entrance he found Quatre standing there, and he turned back to the horse who reared on his hind legs again, almost as if he was dancing. Tamsin, it seemed, was a keeper.

"I think he likes it.", Duo said watching the horse.

"Of course he would.", Quatre said walking closer, "It's his name. I'm surprised at how you knew what it was."

"I didn't, it just kind of came to me. It seemed right for him."

"Tamsin is what the Prince named him. Now he's yours and you've named him just that. What connection is there between you and the Prince of long ago?"

"I don't think there is a connection."

"Maybe you're a great nephew of sorts?", Quatre provided.

The horse had calmed down and was now standing still again. Taking up the saddle, Duo threw it onto the horse's back, Quatre helping him.

"There has to be a lot of greats that need to be added on before nephew.", Duo told him, starting to fasten the saddle to the horse, "Though I'm pretty sure there's no relation between us."

"So it's all just coincidence.", Quatre said, dismissing the matter.

The two continued to finish placing the saddle onto Tamsin, the horse patiently standing still. When they were done, Quatre went on to his horse as Duo started to place on the reigns. It was then they were joined by Trowa, who they both greeted.

"Have you figured out just exactly how we'll bring Remius to us?", Quatre asked, now placing his pack onto his horse.

Trowa who was busy with his own steed, smiled up at the elf and gave him a nod.

"I have everything ready.", he assured, giving a pat to his horse's flank as he finished tacking him.

"So, what exactly do we do?"

That was Wufei's voice and as they looked up at his entrance, they found Heero alongside with him. It seemed as if the king had dragged the man here, since Wufei still seemed half asleep. There seemed to have been a struggle between the two, evidence from which was shown through Wufei's wrinkled shirt and Heero's rumpled hair.

"Well?", Wufei asked impatiently, slowly dragging to his horse.

"Remius will answer only when you are in his temples.", Trowa informed them.

"Remius' temples have all been destroyed.", Quatre said solemnly, "There are only ruins."

"On the contrary.", Trowa said, with a smile, "From what I've learned from the residents of this town, there's one that still stands not too far from here."

"How far is not too far?", Heero asked, his horse tacked and ready.

"About an hour's ride I'm told."

"Then what are we waiting for?", Duo asked, climbing onto his horse and smiling down at his friends, "Remius sounds like a very busy deity. Well, ex-god in his case, though from the sounds of it, Relena works him like a dog. So let's get going. The sooner we get him, the sooner we get to that Seer of yours."

As he glanced up at the enthusiastic boy that smiled down at them, Heero swore that he was looking up at his lover. This beautiful boy was just like him, in his words and in his ways. Just as how he would follow his prince to the ends of the earth, he would follow Duo. Climbing onto the horse, Heero joined Duo by his side. The others were now mounted as well, and he looked at Duo whose smile never left. Yes, he'd truly follow Duo wherever he chose to lead them.

"I'll follow.", he voiced out loud, gracing Duo with a smile, "Just lead the way."

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