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Authors Note: Here you are my faithful fans; you called for blood and so I give it to you. The much awaited chapter of Zechs versus Duo...round one ding ding FIGHT! Hope you like it!
Side note: I'm happy I got my very first flame!!!! snicker snicker and as I stated above in my disclaimer, it's time to laugh at the flame!
"you don't honestly think people like this, do you? stop doing stupid stuff. this is my favorite show, and I don't appreciate people being idiotic when it comes to the G-boys."
Now miss daydreamer, I do honestly think ppl like this, otherwise why do I have about 18 other reviews? so HA HA HA!!!
Alright on with the fic!
Chapter 4
Milliardo began circling, Duo followed suit, moving with the deadly grace of a hunting cat.
Zechs slide forward intent on breaking Duo's jaw. Duo saw it and ducked, coming up under Zechs' guard and catching him in the chin. Zechs stumbled backward barely managing to block as Duo attempted to take his head of with a high kick. Zechs stumbled again, and again he barely managed to block as Duo went for his face, raining down blow after blow moving faster then Zechs could keep up with.
Wufei watched in awe, Duo fought like a demon; never letting up, showing no mercy and showing no indication that he was getting tired. "I never knew," Wufei muttered, "I've been in several gym classes with him and I never would have guessed..." Duo's heel caught Zechs in the jaw with a beautiful backward roundhouse kick. Zechs toppled to the ground; Duo stopped attacking, Zechs didn't move. Could the fight be over already?
"The fight is mine." Duo stated; his friends surged forward just as Relena ran to her brother, who was slowly picking himself up. Hilde slugged Duo in the shoulder, "You scared the shit outa me!" she growled, hugging him. "Come on Hilde," Duo laughed returning her embrace, "It wasn't that bad..."
All of a sudden, Zech roared with rage and threw himself at Duo and Hilde. Surprised despite himself, Duo pushed Hilde out of the way; something flashed silver in the moonlight. A knife. Zech had pulled a fucking knife! And it was aimed right at Duo's heart. Duo dodged enough to evade a mortal wound, but not fast enough for Zechs to miss completely. The knife plunged into Duo's thigh, burring itself up to the hilt and out the other side.
Duo howled with pain, a howl that quickly turned into a roar of fury, as Dou's control snapped and the darkness that had been begging to be released rushed to the surface. Duo backhanded Zechs across the face, the blonde man went sailing across the yard to land ten feet away and slid another two feet. Duo jerked the blade from his thigh; his eyes were wild with fury. Zechs stumbled to his feet, dazed. Duo tossed the blade into the air and caught it by the blade; handling the knife with the experience of someone who had spent much time using them. Duo snarled, a pure animalist sound; Wufei blinked, was it just him or did Duo's teeth look longer....?
"So," Duo snarled, his voice was silk and sharp as glass, "You want to play with knives, hmmm?" He threw the knife with practiced ease; it struck next to Zechs' foot burying itself up to the hilt in the soil. Duo reached behind his back and pulled two more knives from sheathes that no one knew were there. Hilde, Wufei, and Quatre starred; Where the hell had those come from?!?!?!
Zechs slowly bent to pick up the blade, careful to keep his eyes on Duo. The second the blade left its earth sheath; Duo was on him. Zechs fell back, retreating, barely able to block the blows that Duo rained down upon him. Trowa watched with interest; something was tickling the back of his mind, something that he should remember...Trowa watched as Duo launched himself at the blonde man, moving just a bit faster then a normal human could. The dark aura that had clashed with his was now pulled close in, controlled in Duo's single minded intensity.
Suddenly Duo's fighting pattern shifted ever so slightly. Zech was so occupied with Duo's flashing blades that he forgot to look out for other things. Duo's foot caught Zechs in the temple, sending him crashing into the trunk of a large maple tree. Recollection dawned on Trowa. He knew this fighting style; the use of blades as the primary weapon, as well as using other fighting abilities, seeming to interchange styles or even blend them together...it had been a trait of the Shadow Clan warriors, but the gang had disbanded some six or seven years ago. A second recollection struck Trowa like a thunderbolt. He knew this particular style of fighting, the speed and viciousness of the attacks then the kindness and cheerfulness way from the fight...but he had died hadn't he? The one called Duo Maxwell couldn't be the infamous Shinigami could he?
Duo stalked over to the limp form of Zechs Merquise, then wrapping a hand around Zechs' throat, picked him up and slammed him against a tree and held him there. Zechs clawed at Duo's hand and arm, but Duo was unfazed.
Trowa moved forward, "Shinigami stop!" Trowa called in the language of the clans, as he slowly walked toward the two men. Duo's head turned slowly; he starred at Trowa; his eyes were glowing. Trowa could clearly make out the three rings of color; blue, violet and silver, that all of his kind had. Trowa could feel the power of that gaze in the back of his mind.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill him, Hunter." Duo, no Shinigami, replied in the same language, his voice a low growl.
"Because, I'm not here to kill you and I don't particularly want to." Trowa stated, "Look around you, you're terrifying your friends, let him be. You've taught him his lesson."
Shinigami laughed softly, Trowa saw the flash of a fang, "Why should I worry about you little hunter?" His voice was condescending as well as seductive.
"Halflings aren't that hard to hunt." Trowa replied; his voice was cold with no hint of expression in it. Shingami's smile broadened, purposely showing Trowa his fangs.
"Halfling I may be," he purred, "But the dark blood in my veins is of the oldest and most powerful, do not under estimate me, Hunter Trowa." There was a sarcastic edge to Duo's voice as he said Trowa name; and Trowa knew without a doubt, that he did not believe Trowa was his true name. "I have killed many hunters in my time..." he continued, smirking. Trowa glared at Duo; meanwhile Zechs had begun to turn blue.
"DUO!" Heero's voice split the air, drawing Shinigami's attention away from his conversation with Trowa. Heero walked forward; Trowa felt Shinigami's focus snap toward the approaching Japanese man; there was pain and fury in his gaze. Trowa cursed silently, Shinigami had been considering releasing his blonde prey, now his grip tightened. Shinigami's lips curled into a snarl;
"What do you want, Yuy?" He snarled, returned to the language of everyday life.
"Let him down." There was a commanding tone in Heero's voice and an angry glint in his eyes. Three and a half months ago, Duo might have quailed at that look, but now with his dark power humming through his veins and a cold rage burning in him, all Duo/Shinigami did was laugh. It was a low evil sounding laugh that made Trowa's skin break out in gooseflesh.
"You want him Yuy?" Shinigami asked, a smile curving his face, "then you can have him!" Shinigami flung Zechs directly at Heero; the blonde connected solidly with the surprised Japanese man, knocking them both to the ground, neither moved. Relena ran over and knelt by them, tears streaming down her pretty face. Shinigami lifted his lip in a sneer, then turned and started toward Trowa. The Hunter tensed as the braided man walked up beside him and paused, looking straight in front of him.
"I know why you're here Hunter," he stated in the clan tongue, "and I recommend that you disobey that order. If you go after her, not only will you have her to contend with but you will have me as well. I was merciful this time Hunter, it won't happen again. I am Shinigami for a reason. If you go after my sister, then I will kill you. Don't force me to hurt a friend to help my blood." Then he strolled off into the night, disappearing into the darkness. Trowa heard a motorcycle start up down the hill and a single light came on, then the bike moved out onto the road and was gone around the trees. Hilde, Wufei and Quatre ran over; "What the hell was that about?!" Wufei demanded, annoyed that this stranger shared something with his Duo, even if it was something as insignificant as a language. Trowa glanced at Wufei, but remained silent. "The idiot forgot his coat." Hilde muttered absently; still somewhat shocked by the fight. Quatre came to stand next to Trowa, looking him over. "I'm alright, lil one." Trowa said giving the blonde angel a small smile; Quatre returned the smile with one of his own bright sunny ones. Everyone began to file back inside to discuss the fight and continue the party; leaving Relena, Zechs and Heero out on the front lawn. If they noticed that no one stayed to help them or even offered to help, they did not voice their complaint; they just staggered to their feet and left in Relena's tacky pink limo.
Duo pulled into his sister's driveway, then glancing around, he leapt up onto the balcony. He was tired and his leg needed tending; regaining control on the way there had taken quite a lot out of him. Pheles was lying on the large mahogany bed, a book in hand and a first aid kit on the night stand next to the bed. He gave her a small smile.
"I sensed that you were hurt." She was all she said, and for that Duo was thankful. Now that he was calmer he felt slightly guilty for what he had done to Zechs....but only slightly. After years of living in the clan's harsh environment, Duo's conscience was almost non-existent.
Pheles tended Duo's wounds with gentle and knowledgeable hands. This was not an unheard of occurrence. They had done the exact same thing for years; one of them would get hurt in a fight, the other tended the wounds. At one time there had been three of them, but their brother had died, leaving them to tend to themselves. Duo winced a little as Pheles bandaged the wound. He wasn't worried, it was not a serious wound by his standards, it would be fine in a couple days.
"Now you must sleep lil brother." Pheles said softly, her voice was soft and silky like rose petals in the wind. Duo could feel the press of her mind against his...SLEEEEEP....she whispered into his mind; and he obeyed, his mind slipping into the dark dreamless depths of sleep.
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