Moulin Rouge: Gundam Wing Style

Disclaimer: Although I love the g-boys and the Moulin Rouge, no amount of love can ever make them mine. Nor do I own the songs used.

Warnings: Yaoi pairings, death, sex or "adult situations" and a scene of almost NCS (or rape) and perhaps a little OOC (but I'll try and stay away from that).

Pairings: The major one is 2x4 but there are others….which I won't ruin for you.

A/N: Comments and criticism are welcome. Relena warning and I hope you like the dance scene (I worked hard on it)!

Chapter 3: The Sparkling Diamond

We arrived at the Moulin Rouge after dark. At night, it was so incredible. Lights were everywhere, casting a soft red glow. Music blared. On the fence that outlined the Moulin Rouge, there were provocative pictures of the dancers. One in particular was a young boy, about my age, with a long braid and a sneaky look in his eye. He was beautiful. "That's him." Heero said to me in a husky voice. "That's Shinigami."

"Shinigami?" I asked, startled.

"The God of Death. It's his stage name." Heero said simple and then walked away, leaving me alone with the picture. I looked at it some more. I couldn't say I was in love withthe picture but I certainly was attracted to his lithe form and deep blue eyes.

Relena was at the entrance dressed in some pink dominatrix monstrosity. "Welcome. Welcome back." I heard her say faintly.

When we approached the entrance, she narrowed her eyes. "I don't allow animals in here."

Wufei nudged Heero who scowled. But Heero was ready to play the part so we could get in. He leaned up against Relena, purring. She closed her eyes. "Won't you let us in, my dove?" He ran a hand down her leg.

"I'm not falling for this trick again, Heero." She moaned and didn't notice the look of disgust on his face. He nuzzled her neck, stroked her back asking over and over if he had permission to enter.

"YES!" She gasped.

And Heero immediately stopped and scurried inside with us. "Dammit Heero!" I heard her yell to our backs. "You are so dead!"

"She falls for it every time." Heero chuckled.

"Were you actually going to make her come?" Trowa asked with interest.

"Hell no. I hate that bitch." Heero said.

Once we came out of the hallway, I saw the inside of the Moulin Rouge for the first time. I was expecting it to look like a normal nightclub wife flashing lights, loud music and girl on poles or in cages. But it was completely different.

The whole room was painted red and gold. Overall, it was very elegant. The dancers were on stage, dancing as if no one cared. The music was loud but not too much. The people below the stage were dancing with each other but most were fixated on the dancers.

Now the dancers were pretty. Mostly girls but there was one man who just dripped sex. His long platinum blonde hair was pinned back and he was shirtless with tight black leather pants and chains hanging from his neck. He caught me looking at him and then glanced at Heero, who was next to me.

"First timer?" He eyed me as if he were trying to undress me with his eyes.

"Yes. Completely virgin." Heero smiled.

"Ooh." He reached out to touch my hair. "And what's the little one's name?"

"Quatre." Heero answered for me. "But you can only see not touch, Zechs." He said dangerously.

"Aw, Heero." Zechs pouted and removed his hand. "You were always my favorite dance partner." He smiled seductively at Heero. In that moment, I felt as if a thousand tiny memories were passing between them.

"Yes, well things changed." Heero muttered bitterly. "When does Duo perform?"

"Oh, Shinigami? Shortly." Zechs looked over his shoulder. "I better get back to work. Make these men thirsty." He walked back to the stage and ran his hands up and down his abs.

Heero and I found Trowa and Wufei in a corner, practically glued together. Wufei was curled in Trowa's lap, softly biting his ear. I blushed slightly. I wasn't used to seeing such displays of affection.

Wufei caught me staring. "Oh don't worry, buttercup. You'll get your chance." He chuckled to himself and I blushed even deeper.

Heero and I sat down, near the necking couple but we didn't talk. Heero was the silent type and I wasn't about to elicit a response from him.

Suddenly the room became dark and a single spot light shone on the middle of the stage. "Ladies and gentleman," Relena hollered into a microphone. "It's the moment you've all been waiting for! Shinigami has arrived!" The spotlight moved toward a figure, shrouded completely in black. It moved slowly, as if death itself. Finally, after walking to the end of the catwalk and pulled back the hood.

It was Shinigami.

I shivered in my seat, he was so beautiful. Like so many others I was enchanted. However, I didn't know that someone else also came for Duo: Relena's patron, Trieze.

The crowd cheered wildly. As if given more confidence, Duo threw back the cloak, revealing a lithe and toned body. He was shirtless like Zechs but there were fishnet sleeves on his arms. He wore tight, black, short shorts and knee-high black boots. His hair was pulled back in a braid and black eyeliner circled his eyes. Zechs was sexy but Duo was gorgeously orgasmic.

He began to dance on stage, singing, "The mind has so many pictures. Why can't I sleep with my eyes open? The mind has so many memories. Can you remember when it looks like when I cry?" His voice was clear and strong, very melodic. He spun, leaned into other dancer's arms before making his way to the crowd.

The crowd cheered even loud and tried their best to touch his body. Some people put money or jewelry in his shorts. He would smile, blow kisses but always continue dancing and singing for the audience. "I'm trying, trying to tell you all that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue…" At this point he passionately kissed his fellow dancer, Zechs. It only lasted for a moment, their tongues plunging into each other's mouths. The crowd swooned and groaned with jealousy. When Duo pulled away, he laughed lightly before moving back in the crowd.

"After her number, I have arranged a meeting with you and Duo totally alone." Heero smiled.

"Alone?" I gasped.

"Yes." Trowa said, a slight chuckle lined his tone. "Totally alone."

"But no words ever could sell you, sell you on me after all that I have done…" Duo continued to sing as he accepted gifts from all types of people. "I'm only the one you love. Am I only the one you love?" He looked at me in my direction. An electric jolt shot through me and I swear time stopped. In those deep blue eyes, I saw pain and sadness and I wanted to reach out to him.

"The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round is now before us…" At this point in the dance, the other dancers began to circle around Duo and then lifted him up in the air as he blew kisses to his many admirers. "…One little move and for sure you will be stung!"

He was lowered gently. When his feet delicately touched the floor he moved and spun with such grace that it would make a ballerina crawl back in shame. He moaned the next few lines of his song, "I'm singing 'Oh, Jerusalem oh, Jerusalem. See what he's picked up in the park'…" He smiled at the audience, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Let's fuck this awful art party. Want you to make love to me and only to me in the dark." He thrust his hips at this line, leaned his head back and moaned. The crowd squealed with delight. I was personally enchanted by this Shinigami….this Duo.

I saw the sweat beads on his forehead. I saw his pale skin, his plastered smile. I clutched my heart because it ached for him, felt his sadness. And through it all he continued singing. "I'm only the one you love. Am I only the one you love? We've traded in our snap shots. We're going through the motions. Into the view, I'm leaving you down Conduit Avenue into the early morning, into the early morning. The one I love. Are you only the one I love?" The music began to die as he and Relena disappeared behind a curtain.

Relena grinned. "Oh, my peanut, that was a lovely performance." In her arms were a few articles of clothing. From what Duo could see, it was a skimpy powder blue outfit. He took it from her arms and began changing quickly.

"Is Treize here?" He groaned. Some of the other dancers came up behind him to tie the powder blue corset. He gasped as he felt his breath leave him. Apart from the corset, there were loose—nonetheless low-rise—silky black pants, light blue sleeves and a feathery blue and black fan to match.

"Would Mommy let you down?" Relena giggled. Duo looked at her, annoyed. He hated when she would do things like that, considering he was an orphan and that there was no possible chance that this demon was his mother. But he let it slide.

"What's his type?" Duo asked. "Wilting flower?" He stuck out his lip and moaned a little. "Bright and bubbly?" He laughed with his best smile. "Or smoldering tempter?" He waved the fan and growled seductively.

"Smoldering tempter. That always works." Both he and Relena peaked outside the curtain.

"Where is he?" Duo whispered.

"Um…." Relena said looking for a distinguishing mark. She spotted Treize with Zechs. "The blonde one with Zechs." Unbeknownst to both Relena and Duo, Zechs got up and moved over to my group.

Duo spotted me and decided to make his way over there. He walked stealthily like a cat until I saw him in full view. Some people in the audience were still clawing at him. He smiled but kicked their hands away.

"I'm afraid; I have made my choice!" Then he turned to me, with an outstretched hand. "Would you like to dance?"

"Go on!" Wufei urged.

I stood up tentatively and fell into his embrace. He moved me to the dance floor. And started moving against me to the beat of the music. At first I froze with fear of the unknown but soon the music took over and I danced right along with him. He grinded his hips in mine; our chests touched; his lips ghosted over mine. I trembled at this.

"Quatre certainly can dance." Wufei muttered.

"He has a lot of secret talents…" Heero said.

"Dance with me?" Trowa asked. Wufei nodded, inviting Heero and the threesome moved to the dance floor.

But I was unaware of all this. "So nice of you to take an interest in our little show."

"It's very exciting. I'd love to be involved."

"Really?" He said, genuinely surprised.

I thought I had said something wrong and muttered, "Assuming you like what I do, of course."

Duo pulled me closer and said into my ear, "I'm sure I will!"

"So Heero said we could meet in private…later." I choked out these words nervously.

"Oh yes, yes, yes. Of course!" Duo said so quickly that I doubted he even took a breath. "And what would you like to do in private?" He said in a breathy voice, his fingers finding their way under the buttons of my pants.

I gasped. "I….I don't know. Wh-wh….whatever you want."

"So easy." He tapped my nose, teasingly, "Meet me inside Deathscythe," and then he left.

Then next time I saw him was on stage. He was singing again. The chorus of his song, "I'm the only one you love. Am I the only one you lo—" But he couldn't finish it. He gasped for breath. A dry, hacking coughed followed. He coughed and coughed, while the audience stood there. Frozen. I got out of my seat, ready to run to the stage as I watched Duo fall.