Misjudged Fates
By Forgetfull.
Warning: Shounen-ai.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
AN: Most of the next chapters will be set in Hell, but there will be some more of Quatre and Trowa soon.
Misjudged Fates
Hell:
A/N: Very appropriatly there is a major thunderstorm going on outside my house right now. You'll see why it's appropriate in this next chapter, but I had the idea a few days ago, when we had another thunderstorm. I guess it's God's way of telling me this will be a good chapter, or perhaps England just has really crappy weather. Anyway, here we go.
Duo and Heero got back to Heero's room with seeing a soul. The whole place seemed deserted. Right then, they were both stood next to Heero's bed, Duo struggling with the thing on his wrist.
" How the hell do you get these damn things off?" He yelled. Heero, stifling laughter, held a finger to his lips.
" Quiet, you'll wake the whole palace. Let me do it for you, it's designed so slaves can't remove them." Duo held out his arm grumpily, other hand on hip, for Heero to work miracles on. Heero fitted a five-pointed star that he wore on a string of leather round his neck, into an indent of the same shape on the silver band. It clicked, and immidiatly sprung open. Duo rubbed his wrist gratefully.
" I hope you've got some food, after making me stand there like that while all those greedy pigs ate around me." Duo grumbled.
" You're as much of a pig as they are, Duo." Heero said, smiling a little. /He looks so much better when he smiles./ Duo thought, cradling his arm to his chest. Heero turned with his back to his visitor, and Duo took the chance to stick his tongue out at him.
Heero turned and saw the Angel. /He looks cute like that. What the hell? I must be more tired than I thought, thinking he was cute./
" I saw that." He said gruffly, noticing the little shiney, pink thing zip back into Duo's mouth. Suddenly there was a sharp rapping at the door. "Duo, go into the bathroom. Have a bath or something." Duo obayed silently, suprisingly, and Heero went to the door. When he opened it, it revealed a blue-skinned, female demon pushing a wheelie-tray. He ushered her in and then back out again, making sure not even the slightest thing was out of place in case they were caught. He didn't wait for Duo, just went straight to bed. If he was as long as he had been last time Heero could be waiting for up to an hour. He guessed all that hair needed a long time to wash.
Duo eventually opened the bathroom door to see a large tray, like a room service thing you see in movies, even to the point where it had the domed plate on top.
" Wow, you didn't have to go to this much trouble Heero..." Just then, he noticed Heero's still form lying on his bed. He was on his back and had one arm draped across his stomach and one hanging over the side of the bed. He looked peaceful.
" Thanks Heero." Duo whispered, and lifted the silver dome from the plate.
The next day:
Morning didn't wake Heero, but he'd often wondered what it would be like to be woken by the sun on his back. That morning however, warmth did spread all along his spine. He rolled over to find it's source, and came face to face with a sleeping Angel. Literally. He realised the warmth on his back had been Duo's arms, which were now resting on his chest, making it pleasantly warm while his back grew cold.
He got up quickly, not wanting to be so close to the boy, fearing what it made his heart do. Fearing the flutter even the slightest touch from Duo could cause. What was happening to him?
He wandered to the bathroom and showered, letting his worries run away with the water down the drain. He came out in his towel and was greeted by an over-cheerful smile.
" Morning Master!" Duo joked. "You really didn't have to get me all that food last night." Heero almost dropped his towel in shock, but (thankfully) managed to hold onto it.
" Hn." Heero honestly wasn't a morning person. He got dressed slowly, all the while consious of the other figure in the room who seemed a lot more curious after spending a little time there. He was poking through all the papers on Heero's dresser/desk, and then was sudenly gazing out of the window.
" You can't keep still can you?" Heero said coldly. Duo blushed and sat down heavily on the window seat. He was already dressed in the clothes Heero had provided, and he mentally noted he was going to have to by the boy some more or he'd be suffocated in them. They were already to tight as it was.
" Well you can't expect me to sit still, confined in this little room. Only allowed out when you go to dinner." Duo retorted. Heero considered the idea he had, should he? Could he risk it?
" I...Come on. I'll show you around. But you'll have to put that thing back on." He said, nodding towards the manacle that sat, unwanted on the dresser. Duo groaned, but remained still as Heero clasped the thing back around his wrist.
They walked out from the palace after a long treck through hundreds of corridoors one after the other, to find themselves in simmilar surroundings. The blue continued outside, but was made more cheerful by the torches and lamps burning brightly every few paces. The trees were twisted, as if caught in some intricate dance, held in their position for eternity. Dark shades of midnight blue crept up on them, while shadows cast by the lamps danced on every wall.
" This, it's beautiful." Duo muttered. Heero turned to study him, he'd always thought the garden beautiful aswell, quiet and secluded. It was full of benches and small alcoves formed out of plants which you could sit under, unnoticed unless someone was looking for you deliberatly. He'd often sat watching others go about the garden. Gardeners, servants, others just out for a stroll.
" It is. This, I think, is my favourite place in all the world. Not even Heaven could rival it, not to me."
Duo followed Heero as he suddenly veered off into a side path. He'd never seen so many trees, of course they had them in Heaven, but most things were made of marshmallow cloud and sparkling, sickening gold. Plus he lived in a major city, most of which was covered by buildings. Buildings that towered high like mortal skyscrapers, and others that had intricate arcitechture. Not many open spaces were left. Heero stopped in front of an ivy-hung wall. The swirling plant with its bright green leaves twisted, falling like a living waterfall down the wall.
" What are you doing?" Duo whispered. He had no idea why he was whispering, he just didn't want to break the spell that hung over the garden with speach. Heero didn't answer anyway, just pulled aside the ivy and walked through. When Heero pulled it back Duo could see a stone bench and trees hung with shining objects. He hurried through himself.
Inside was a den, a magical treasure trove. Candles and mirrors dangled from trees, along with little bits of glass that swirled when the wind blew. And the trees themselves had swirls and spirals carved into the bark, deep gashes in the twisting wood. Heero sat down on the bench, pushing some fallen leaves aside with his foot, off the white garden tiles.
" This is amazing. It...it's like something from a fairytale." Duo said, gazing awe-struck around the alcove. He knocked a flower with his hand and watched the dew on it slide down the stem that curled around the tree trunk. With the tree trunk, like all the others, being the same width as his arm it almost looked as if it were wearing a bracelet.
" I made it with my brother, he did most of it. It was just a place to escape father." Heero could remember how Quatre had found the slabs, and had cut all the trees to make a hole. Heero had dragged a bench from the main garden, and brought the candles in jam jars to stop the wind exstinguishing them. Quatre and he had then collected little things, and sat for hours carving the trees, talking together. He missed him then.
" Can I meet your brother?" Duo asked.
" He's in exile." Heero answered bluntly.
" Oh."
" Banished to Earth after father lost his temper again. Quatre could never agree with father on anything, he was the only one that could make father lose his cool." Heero explained, playing with a leaf. He seemed hunched up and Duo couldn't help but realise that the two had been close. An uncomfortable silence fell over the space like a dark cloud, and Duo began to fiddle with the criss-crossing lace on his shirt, silence made him nervous.
" You've pulled it out." Duo looked up, Heero was close to him.
" W-what?"
" You've pulled out the lace. Here." Heero pushed aside Duo's pale fingers and began to re-tie the lace, his face set in concentration. Duo could feel every part of Heero that touched him, their thighs brushing against eachother, the fingers expertly sweeping across his chest and Heero's breath that would fall on the part that hadn't yet been re-covered. Heero finished and began to pull back but Duo grabbed his wrist, staring into his eyes.
They sat there, locked in eachothers gaze until Heero stood up. Duo's hand dropped from Heero's wrist and landed uslessly by his side. The moment was broken.
" You need some more clothes." Heero said emptilly, walking off through the ivy. Duo rushed to his side.
" Where are we going?"
" We can get you some at the market. Would you like to go?" Duo looked down at the clothes he was wearing, they were going to be uncomfortably tight soon. He nodded, plastering a grin on his face but inside feeling rejected. Something was going on between them, and he thought he knew what it was. /Had to be with the most unlikely, dangerous, unloving person I could find though. Duo, you are so damn dumb sometimes./ He mentally slapped himself, this was going to be hard.
ooOOoo
The carriage sped alond the dusty track, and Duo once again flicked back the curtain from across the window.
" Would you stop playing with that?" Heero asked crossly.
" I'm sorry it's just I've never seen anything like this! It vaguely rsembles Medieval Earth, but it's all completely different at the same time." Duo's eyes shone with excitment and curiosity. It was almost catching.
The carriage stopped and Duo jumped out. He saw a crush of people, buying, selling, some simply trying not to get squashed. Stalls took up any spare space and the market had a much warmer feel to it than the palace. The lamps and torches didn't have the blue shades, instead they let off a comforting orange glow. He shut the door and went round the other side to help Heero out, playing the part of a perfect servant. Heero stepped down gracefully onto the dirt track.
" It's this way to the clothing stalls." Heero said, plunging into the pulsing crowd. Duo understood by then that Heero was good at blending in with crowds, and so dived right in after him. He didn't want to get lost in such a big, busy place.
He thought he'd done it, gone and gotten himself lost, when he spotted him at a stall. He went and stood behind his master, and Heero turned to him.
" Follow me." Once more Duo was dragged through the crowds, until Heero stopped and began fiddling with the nuisance-of-a-balball on Duo's wrist.
" What the...?"
" I can't talk to you properly if you're my slave." He slid the star into place and the manacle slid over Duo's hand and onto the floor. Heero pocketed the thing as Duo complained.
" I really hate that thing."
" I can imagine." Heero replied icilly. He hadn't been warm towards Duo since the incident in the garden, he couldn't trust himself to be. The carriage ride had been torture, still he didn't want to go down that road. But he couldn't bear the look of hurt that filled Duo's eyes evry time he tried to say something spiteful.
" What sort of clothes do you want then?" He decided to let fate sort itself out, he wasn't going to stand in its way." I saw a stall over there that some nice things."
" No!" Duo exclaimed." They were all grey and blue. I don't think I've seen anyone in Hell who doesn't wear grey or blue except you, and you always wear black. I want something bright, not something that makes me look like something from a mortal horror movie." Duo honestly hadn't seen any other colours except in the main hall. And worn by Shoichi, if he remembered Shoichi had been in red and brown. Heero sighed.
" Fine. We'll start at the end and work our way upwards." And so they did. The first stall was all finery, gold and silver thread with pearls and the like. The next two had only blue and the third only sold capes and coats. Heero bought a cape in case they needed another disguise for Duo.
They were coming to a promising stall when they were blinded by a bright white light.
" What was that?" Duo said, jumping out of his skin and gripping Heero's arm like a lifeline.
" An Earth portal's been opened. I wonder what the aftershock will be this time? We should find shelter before it comes." Heero suggested logically, while Duo looked up at him with wide eyes.
" Aftershock?" Duo said unhappilly.
" Aftershock. Come on." Heero, Duo still clinging to his arm, began to search for some form of safe shelter.
They didn't find one quick enough.
It whooshed in as a wind first, instantly extinguishing the torches and plunging everything into complete darkness. Heero pulled them both through the blackness, but every shop and cafe was either closed or full of shoppers eager to get indoors. Clothes and papers whirled around their feet as they searched until the next stage came. Rain.
To begin with it was only a tiny patter, but soon became a torrant. If Heero didn't know better he would have thought the Earth had split open and the sea was gushing in. He heard urgent shouts as other stragglers searched desperately for a hiding place. The people down in the underworld hardly ever had rain, let alone floods. A thought struck him as he felt Duo shaking beside him. The hibitants of Hell at least knew what expect, Duo had lived his whole life above the weather. /He must be terrified./ Heero thought.
Finally, the icing on the cake arrived. A huge fork of lightening stabbed at the sky, its flourescent glow bathing everything in a screaming white. A second later it was followed by a clap of thunder that made Duo cry out in alarm.
Giving up on decent shelter, Heero pulled Duo into an alley where the angel collapsed into his arms sobbing. Gingerly Heero placed his arms around the boy's shoulders in what he hoped was a comforting position, and then pulled him into a full embrace. He couldn't bear to see Duo so scared, and so held held him, through the storm.
A/N: I really enjoyed writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it as much when you read it. Please keep your comments coming, I will read every single one enthusiasticly, like I keep saying, reveiws are the best things since sliced bread. So DON'T FORGET! Thanks a lot!
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