Warning: Crossdressing, Shonen ai, female Duo (just a bit longer) erm.... eventual MPREG

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Chapter 2

By the all the spirits in the forest, it was that HUMAN, that human who hit her earlier, that human who was with that other human, the one that had put that love spell on her little brother. "What are you doing here?" She growled at him. He didn't respond right away, instead he was staring at her intensely. With a fierce realization, Duo remembered she was bathing. . . . naked. With a squeal of horror, Duo crossed her arms over her naked chest. "Stupid pervert!" She spat, flinging water over the man. "Human!" She used the term derogatorily.

Heero realized a little too late that he had been staring at a maiden, naked. And not just any maiden, an elven maiden. With a properly apologetic turn, he shifted his head, muttering something akin to an apology, then apparently realizing he had not a single reason to stay, took off through the bush, shaking his head. He tore through the forest, turning a heretofore unseen shade of red, trying to clear his head of the memory of the creamy smooth skin, the supple build of her body, the perfect shape of her- still tripping over his once graceful feet, Heero clasped his hands over his head, willing his mind not to recall the proud rise of her.... NO!!! Gasping, ever so slightly, he brought to mind the image of her hair, her glorious hair. Thats right think about her hair, not her- HAIR!

Duo scrambled to the bank, hugging her muddy wet clothes to her body, feeling horribly dirty. . . . and terribly vulnerable. The nerve of those human men, she thought. Unable to relax anymore, she swiftly rinsed off her clothes and got redressed, deciding that a full bath would have to wait until she got back to her clans hot springs. A small rustle of wings caught her attention as she focused on her feathered friend resting on her shoulder. Duo whispered to the bird, "Have you ever had this problem? Arrogant human men peeping? Of course not." She laughed at herself, "How could they? Birds don't wear clothes, only feathers."

The bird whistled in her ear, ~Don't worry, males make ways to be rude.~

Duo scowled a little, "Humans find it comes naturally for them though, especially that one."

The small brown bird twittered, "Males always ruffle their features and bring you fruits and things but when it comes to eggs, it is good bye" Duo laughed. Then, securing his small friend on her shoulder, she headed back to her village.

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Heero growled, annoyed. Once again he was following Trowa, most likely doing the same thing he did yesterday. If it wasn't for the prospect of finding out more about the gorgeous and tempting elf wench, he would stop Trowa here and now. But Heero had seen a similarity between the Trowa's elf-lover's protector and Heero's own love. They had the same hair, the same build, and the same eyes. They had to be related somehow, siblings perhaps. So Heero followed the Prince in silence, fuming at his insensibility, but glad for the chance to find out more of his lovely elven woman. He'd have to apologize as soon as he could, it had been improper of him to look on like that. As a man, he couldn't allow such a thing to go unmentioned. But deep down inside, Heero couldn't help but be satisfied that he saw the lovely elf's. . . hair, but for now he would settle for seeing her face, her eyes, to see those lovely eyes look at him in demure admiration and respect.

Heero straightened up and continued following his best friend. Just how far was he planning on going? They were getting dangerously close to the elven tribe. That could be treading on violent waters if this little lover's tryst was discovered. The blond was once again putting his wiles onto his Prince, grinding his body wantonly against that of his cousin's. Using his black magic to gain Trowa's trust like that, he had thought his cousin was stronger than that, but apparently he was wrong. Idly, he wondered if his lovely elven maiden would use black magic on him? Of course, no magic would be needed to get him to fall in love with her. He already was, and the only words they'd exchanged were, "human" and "pervert." He would find her again, if it took him a lifetime.

Trowa seemed to be slowing down now, his eyes were searching more warily amongst the trees. Heero's did the same, though he was looking for someone different. The Prince's eyes lighted on something, or someone. With a silent tread, he came up behind his blond lover and whispered into his ear. Heero on the other hand was looking amongst the trees and the bushes for the blond's guardian. There. Slowly, Heero made his way over to him, but apparently he caught sight of Heero first. Leaping up, he growled dangerously at him. Heero held out his hands to show that he wasn't coming to attack him or his charge. "I just need to ask you some questions." Now that he had a better look at him, Heero thought he looked almost identical to the girl he saw bathing yesterday. Perhaps they were twins even. It would explain the resemblance.

The braided one growled again and flexed his fingers. "PERVERT!" He cried and smacked him across the face, immediately bringing a bright red hand print to his face. Now it was Heero's turn to growl. With a stormy expression he leaped forward onto the braided elf, throwing him to the ground, raising his arm up to return the favor, but the elf rolled away, slipping out from under him and jabbed his elbow into his back. This whole time, the two lovers had just stared, but now the blond elf stood in defense of his protector.

"Duo!" And he jumped in, digging his fingers into Heero's neck, making Heero's vision go fuzzy. Heero turned to the blond, intending to bash his head against the braided one's but the braided protector had slipped away. Trowa watched, finally he waded in, yanking Heero up and out of the little roll on the forest floor. Quatre didn't realize this though and grabbed the nearest pair of legs, yanking him down. Realizing that he had pulled his lover down with him, Quatre grinned and kissed him. Heero glared in disgust, turning his eyes towards the retreating braid. Now that his temper had been released and he was no longer fuming, he realized that the braid had probably only been acting in retaliation for his sister, a righteous reason indeed.

Duo stared down at her muddied clothes. . . again. . . . Every time they met, she ended up drenched in mud. A soft chittering got her attention as a small brown squirrel ran up her arm and settled on her shoulder, don't you start," Duo admonished her best animal friend, Chip. The squirrel chattered again and seemed to be laughing at her, much to Duo's annoyance. Duo reached a fist up, in mock anger and pretended to threaten the little animal, who proceeded to scamper up a tree and watched his master with wary amusement.

~You really should wash that off, princess~ the squirrel chattered with glee. The princess growled and wiped a bit of mud from her shirt and threw it in the squirrel's direction, but he easily dodged it, just like always. The critter retaliated by throwing an acorn shell right at the princess and hit her squarely in the forehead, just like always.

Duo laughed good naturedly, but raised a mock threatening fist at the squirrel. "If you weren't shorter than me, I'd deck ya one!" As she raised her fist, another dollop of mud splattered to the floor, causing her to sigh once more. Men, they were so rowdy and so dirty, why couldn't they just stay clean for once. Dejectedly, she trudged toward a small secluded spring, that she was fairly certain she was the only who knew about it. Taking a swift glance around for anyone getting an extra eyeful, she took off her top and dipped it in the water, then set it on a rock so it could dry. Removing her bindings and her pants, she dipped into the water, shivering against the chill and eased herself in. She liked this place, there was a small waterfall where she could rinse her hair, and clear white sand to rub through it to wash off the grime. She stood under the rushing water, letting the mud wash from her long locks as rivulets of it cleaned those stuck on her smooth creamy skin

Heero followed the departing figure of the elf prince's guard but soon was lost as the forest converged to hide the elf from his view. Looking around, he cursed the elves for their excellent stealth. Beginning to lose hope, he slowed down, searching for any sign of a disruption amongst the foliage. Heero heard water rushing, and perhaps splashing. Needing to know if it was his love, he ventured closer, when suddenly a dozen birds took off for the air, chirping and cawing wildly.

Duo's eyes opened sharply. "Who. . . Grr. . ." She jumped from the water, her relaxing bath interrupted once more.

They came in all directions, in all breeds, pecking clawing, flapping their wings at him, forcing Heero step my step from the waterfall. He raised his arms in defense, then finally he covered his head with his arms and pretended to take off, but not yet. . . . He couldn't leave, not if there was a chance that his beloved was waiting for him. He turned, hoping to circle around.

Hastily pulling some clothes, Duo took off in the sound of the disturbance, knowing instinctively her own human pervert had returned. Taking off at top speed, Duo had only managed to pull on her breeches, leaving her chest half unbound. Running in that direction, she smacked into a hard wall of muscle and landed on her behind. "Owww...." she complained, pushing her hair out of her eyes. Duo squinted upward, her eyes widened.

Duo couldn't help be exasperated at the fact that her wet hair was now sitting in the dirt and rotting leaves covering the forest floor. Today just wasn't her day. She peered up and stared into deep blue eyes. "Oh shit," she scrambled to her feet, backing off from Heero, and feeling awfully vulnerable in her unbound state.

"What do you want, you disgusting man, come for another look? 'Cause you aren't getting one." She glared straight into his eyes.

"I wish to apologize for my rudeness yesterday," Heero's eyes glowed as he drank in the lovely vision his elf maiden made.

"Rude?" Duo's voice went up a notch, remembering how he had stared at her yesterday, as if she was a meal to be eaten. "It was more than rude, it was completely perverted and brainless!" She swung her fist at Heero again but the warrior was ready this time and caught it easily.

"Tis unbecoming of a maiden to raise her hand in violence," Heero admonished softly, relishing in the soft feel of her skin beneath his palms. Up close, she was even more enchanting. She was a spirited little thing, but practically overflowing with life. she was excitement and joy and amazement and everything he had not even known he had wanted rolled into one delicate package. Alright, so maybe not so delicate, Heero thought as a fist connected with his stomach.

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Duo plaited her hair that evening as she prepared for bed. Today had been long, and in the morning she intended to give Quatre a piece of her mind. Just like she had to that human. Well maybe not just like, he was her brother after all. But Quatre certainly deserved a stern talking to. If he couldn't be persuaded to cease and desist all activities with the human Prince, Duo would just have to stop him with brute force.

She'd sure given that arrogant human an earful too. After socking him in the gut, she laid it into him. If he'd had any interest in her, it had to be gone now. Not only had she said what she felt about him, Duo had also given him her opinion of the entire human race. He was probably quite turned off and the sight of her breasts was the farthest thing from his mind. Pervert.

Folding back the covers, she lay down in bed, drifting restlessly between sleep and consciousness. It was all that humans fault.

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Heero walked silently, towards a secret quarry. Though he had received a serious ego popping from his maiden already today, he wasn't going to give up. They were meant to be together. Heero had never been the romantic type and maybe it was the pressure from his family to get married that also added to it; but he was enamored with her, and he would do all in his power to get her.

He'd been told of a witch who lived in the woods, someone who, for the right price would help with love problems. Heero's intent was not to bespell his lovely maiden, but instead to find a way to persuade her to like him. If this witch could just tell him what needed to be done, or maybe make him look more favorable in her eyes, perhaps he would have a chance.

The dark-haired man came upon a rundown shack, with weeds and vines creeping along the walls and between boards, it didn't look inhabitable, but there was a dim light coming from the inside. Heero walked up to the door, it may or may not be the witch's abode, but there was only one way to find out. Heero knocked on the door. Through it, he heard a voice call. "Come in."

Heero opened the door and stepped in. As soon as he did he was flooded with a pleasing aroma, the room was pleasantly warm, and the light filled the room making it seem quite homely. The inside was completely opposite the outside. The "hut" seemed more like a mansion. It was impossible for the amount of room to fit in the hut that he had perceived outside. Perhaps that was just the witch's power.

"Hello?" He called out and walked in, looking for the stereotypical little old lady with a wart on her nose. Instead, he walked into the kitchen and saw a willowy figure with long blond hair and a pleasant, young face staring back at him.

"Can I help you?" She said, a small smile playing on her lips. "Oh, but I already know what you want, Duke Heero Yuy."

Heero's eyes narrowed, "You- You do?"

The witch laughed, "Of course! What kind of witch would I be if I couldn't read people's desires, especially when they are displayed for all to see, like yours are."

Heero grinned a bit nervously, "So can you do it? Help me make her fall in love with me?"

"Does the sun rise in the morning? Of course I can, but there is a price, just a little one."

Heero looked at her suspiciously, "What do you mean price?"

"Nothing in this world is free, my dear duke." Her periwinkle eyes turned and looked at him directly. "Fear not, all I want is a lock of hair. Just one little lock."

"Thats all?" Heero asked in surprise. "No money, no land, nothing?"

"I'm a caring, giving sort of person." She took out a small dagger and approached Heero. "Do we have a deal?" At Heero's nod, she took the dagger and cleanly cut of a small lock of his dark brown hair, tightly gathering the strands in the palm of her hand. "When you wake in the morning, the deed will be done. Come see me in one week." She turned her back to Heero to signal the end of the discussion.

Heero bowed to her and left, his heart soaring, yet he still felt uncertain. Nothing was ever that simple. . . . was it?

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The witch wrapped the strands of hair in a cloth before locking it away in the cupboard. Pulling out a black onyx stone, set in a gold, she put it on the table and muttered a long incantation. Her eyes stayed locked on the stone. It glowed, just a little, a small pulse of power and she stumbled over her words, kind of stuttering through a small phrase. She needed to keep focused! She brought her attention back and concentrated on the words and her intent. If there was no feeling or desire behind the spell, it wouldn't have any power.

When she was finished, she put the onyx stone on a chain and placed it on her neck. "It is done." She stood, turning out the lights and went to her scrying pool and conjured an image of the sleeping elf. "In the morning my dear, the term tomboy will take on a new meaning." Her lips sneered, "Lets just see how much Heero loves you after this." She laughed loudly, before heading to bed herself. Today had been very productive indeed.

Outside her window, a flock of birds took off, chattering amongst themselves.

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Duo awoke that morning, the early morning light shining on her face. Groaning, she pulled herself out of bed, ready to go for the day. Throwing back the covers, she stood, intending to begin dressing. Something was wrong. Something was definitely wrong. She jumped. Definite lack of balance in her upper half. She looked down.

A long loud scream filled the Elven clan, waking any sleeping member.

Tsuzuku

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