Category: Angst, Adventure, AU, Slave/Master
Pairings: 1x2, 4x3 (eventually), 5x?
Rating: R (?)
Disclaimer: Standard. You know them all by now so I won't bore you with a repeat.
Warnings: This story does show how a lot of people felt about the owning of slaves, a feeling that was very alive in this country not that long ago, as well as in many civilizations down through the ages. There are some good owners and some bad owners, like in everything. If someone owning another person bothers you, you might not like this fic. But then I'm not forcing anyone to read it. There are also M/M relationships in this fic (I'm very much a 1x2/3x4 fan.) so if boys being together (and I do mean together) bothers you don't read.
Golden Lights Part Two
By SilverLady
Twenty minutes later Quatre found himself going through a set of ornate doors into a large courtyard. In the center of the courtyard was a thing of wonder to him; a fountain spraying water high into the air. There were also more plants than he had ever seen in one place.
A door on the other side of the courtyard opened and a young man stepped out. He was dressed in a simple shirt and pants that were plain in both color and material. Thick honey colored hair was pulled back into a long braid.
As he got closer Quatre found himself being closely studied by blue-violet eyes that were full of curiosity and intelligence.
The boy smiled as he looked
at Heero. "Welcome home," he said quietly.
His voice was deep and husky. "I wasn't expecting you to bring back a
guest. There aren't any rooms ready at the moment but it…."
Heero held up his hand and the boy fell silent. "He's not a guest."
An eyebrow arched in surprise. "No?"
"He's mine," Trowa informed him, his voice firm. "I want you to show him to the room and then have him cleaned up and dressed. When he's ready you can bring him to the inner courtyard."
Trowa turned to Quatre. "This is Duo. He will show you where you will sleep and what your duties will be. You are to do what he tells you. Any disobedience will be reported to me."
Duo looked at Heero for a moment. Suddenly, Heero's reason for not taking him with them today became perfectly clear. I can't believe Trowa would buy a slave.
Heero looked calmly back, his eyes promising an explanation later.
Slowly Duo nodded. "As you wish," he replied, his voice flat. He glanced at Quatre. "Follow me." Turning he headed back through the double doors.
Quatre hesitated for a moment before following.
*****
The walls of the hallway he found himself in were richly decorated with tapestries, paintings and mosaics.
After a couple of minutes Duo opened a small, almost hidden door. This door opened into a plain, dimly lit corridor.
"Do you work for Trowa?" he asked, after a few minutes
Duo glanced back over his shoulder. "I am Heero's personal manservant."
"Oh." Quatre was quiet for a moment. "How did you get that job?"
Duo paused outside of a door. "I am a slave, like you. Heero bought me at the auction a year and a half ago. He is my fifth master."
Quatre blinked in surprise. "What happened to the others?"
Duo gave a small, dangerous smile. "They died."
"I'm sorry."
Duo opened the door. "I'm not. They were bastards. Heero's much nicer." He stepped out of the way, indicating that Quatre was to enter the room.
Quatre found himself in a small sparsely done room. There were two beds and a small desk against the far wall. At the foot of each bed there was a small chest and in each of the walls beside the bed was a door.
Duo indicated the bed on the
right. "That one will be yours. You are to keep it made when you're not
sleeping in it and all of your clothes are to be in the chest."
"I don't have any clothes."
"We'll take care of it." Duo suddenly blinked and looked at Quatre. "I don't believe I caught your name."
"It's Quatre."
Duo nodded. "See that bell." He pointed to the bell that hung above Quatre's bed.
"Yes."
"Whenever it rings you are to respond, immediately. It doesn't matter what time of day or night or what state you are in. That ringing means Trowa wants you. You go through that door, " he pointed to the door at the foot of Quatre's bed. "and follow the corridor to the end. Trowa's rooms are beyond the door at the other end."
"Where does the other door go?"
"To Heero's quarters." He walked back out the door. "Follow me."
After walking a short ways down the hall, they entered another small room. In the center of the room was a long table with benches down both sides. On one sidewall were several doors.
Duo indicated the door in the center of the wall. "The corridor beyond that door leads to the kitchen. We eat here, though. If Trowa requires meals in his rooms this is the way you go to get the food. The door to the right leads to other areas of the house. You can get pretty much anywhere in the home without being seen. Most people don't know that though. "
He walked across the room and opened the door on the left. "This door goes to the bathing facilities." He opened it and went through.
Quatre found himself in a room with a large tub in the center of it. On the far wall was a long box with several holes in it. "What is that?" he asked, indicating the box.
Duo gave him an odd look. "That's where you…. relieve yourself."
"Really? Not outside?"
"Not here. Takes too long." Duo turned to the tub and did something to a pipe on one side.
To Quatre's
amazement, water began pouring out of the pipe and into the tub. "How?"
"Don't you have indoor plumbing?"
Quatre shook his head. "There is little water in my
homeland and it must be used sparingly. Also, we travel a great deal and don't
really have a permanent home."
"Where do you live?"
"In tents most of the time. Except during the Delmin. Then we live in the caves."
Duo shook his head in disbelief. No wonder the leaders were so determined to conquer the southern people. They obviously need to be taken in hand and taught the proper way to live.
"Get undressed."
Quatre took a step back. "What?"
"Take off your clothes."
"I can't."
Duo sighed. "Look, you can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way those clothes are coming off."
"But why?"
Duo glared at him. "I don't even think your people take baths with their clothes on."
Quatre's eyes widened. "No."
"Then get undressed."
"But you're still here."
Duo huffed. "So?"
"I can't undress in front of you. It isn't proper."
Duo walked over to Quatre and looked him straight in the eye. "You might as well get that idea out of your head right now. You are a slave now and will do what you are told, when you are told. No matter how you personally feel about it. Believe me, undressing in front of people is one of the least things you might be told to do. Some of the things my masters in the past have made me do would turn your stomach.
"Since you are new to this I won't report it to Trowa but I could get you in deep trouble for your refusal. He did say that you were to do what I told you."
Quatre's eyes grew wider with each word Duo spoke, until they seemed to take up his entire face. After a moment he swallowed hard and reached for the tie on his pants. It only took him a minute to undress completely.
Duo looked the boy over with a clinical eye. He made note of the lack of body hair that indicated just how young the boy was. What little hair there was on his body was the same golden color as the hair on his head. The body itself was slender and compact, with the promise of a strength not yet discovered. He is going to be very beautiful when he grows up.
He nodded his approval before turning away. He had also noted the body-wide blush and decided to give the young boy a bit of privacy. Though with his exotic looks he might as well get used to being looked at in this manner. I'm sure many of Trowa's compatriots will want to see him. ALL of him. This was definitely going to be interesting, he thought.