Even Angels Can Fall
Chapter 5: Protection
GW fanfiction/ fantasy/ Yaoi (6x2) (1x2)
Author's Note: I'm sorry about this really late update! Plot bunnies were biting me silly with my other new fics.
Wufei felt his blood rising at the statement.
"Injustice!" He spat, his dark eyes gleaming furiously with emotion. "How dare you say that! No creature has the right to enslave another, especially with the Shinigami injured and unconscious!"
"It is not enslaving." Yuy answered calmly. "I would be simply claiming him so that we are bonded."
"Claim him." Wufei sneered. "Simply a polite word for the foul chains of slavery. You angels are such hypocrites."
"Besides," Enchanter O remarked. "It is not like the Shinigami can protest or defend himself against the bonding right now. It would also certainly save a bit of bloodshed if one Prince claimed him immediately while he's weak. This is a rare opportunity, you do realize."
"If you're against this, dragon," Enchanter H added with a speculative gleam in his eye, "we can always seal him."
"No." Wufei snarled. Narrowing his dark eyes until they were mere slits of ebony, the dragon forced himself not to flex his hands reflexively. "It seems like you are right for once, Enchanters. The last of dragonkind will side with the Shinigami." Wufei's golden skin shimmered for a moment, a soft metallic sheen in the light as he spoke. "You will not hurt him as long as I live."
"What is the meaning of this?" A new voice spoke, full of quiet confidence and authority. A regal looking angel lightly landed besides Heero. Her blond hair floated around her as she took in the scene.
"Lady Relena." Master J said, bowing. "We were discussing what to do with Shinigami."
"Shinigami?" Relena's eyebrows drew together and her mouth twisted into a slight frown. "I see no Shinigami." She said, holding up a gloved hand to still any protests. "All I see is a wounded fallen angel in the sacred Circle of Council. Unless the Enchanters wish to provoke another war between Heaven and Hell, nobody is to touch the fallen." Without waiting for their reaction, Relena gave a gentle smile towards Wufei. "My lord dragon, will you be so kind as to show him to the guest quarters?"
Wufei hesitated, but nodded curtly his agreement, holding Duo protectively as he uncurled the great golden wings from his back. Quickly, the dragon and the fallen faded quickly from sight.
"Lady Relena, I must protest! This is the very fallen angel who will one day bring forth the Apocalypse!"
"He's also the same one who can summon the Savior Angel." Hero growled, a little irked that the dragon had dared to stand against him. He frowned at the strange emotion he was feeling.
"Where is your brother, Prince Zechs?" Relena asked Heero distractedly, a faint note of worry creeping into her voice.
"In the building right there." Master O said in a puzzled tone, as if incredulous that the Lady did not notice a pile of rubble where a lovely building had once existed.
"No, no." Relena shook her head distractedly. "I cannot sense his presence near here. He is not dead." She added, noting that the color had drained out of the faces of the people surrounding her. "But what I feel of his aura…" Relena shivered, clutching her head is if in pain. "Dark, so very dark…."
"Relena!" With a flurry of wings, Quatre dropped from the sky to land by her side. It was a clumsy landing, as if he was in pain. Aquamarine eyes pleading and huge, he hugged her tightly. "Oh sister," Quatre whispered, his own face pale, "what is this pain you feel?"
"Quatre." The Lady sighed softly. "Find Zechs. Something-uh!" Relena gave a choked gasp. "S-Something is wrong with him!"
"You there!" Heero snapped, turning to face some of Relena's guardians who had arrived with her. "Take her and Archangel Quatre to the Healer! I'll-"
"I will help you search for Zechs." A lone emerald eye locked coolly with Heero's gaze.
Heero nodded. "Come with me then, Barton. We'll seek out Zechs together."