Disclaimer: Please note that I do not own the Gundam Wing characters. However, the literature is mine. This story was originally written for a different fandom but I have decided to rewrite it for the GW fandom. I hope you can enjoy the story for what it is and I definitely welcome any constructive criticism you may have.

Main Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 13x5

Rated: M

Warning: AU, Dark, Vampire, Romance, Lemon

LUXEVAR

By Solo's Cry (soloscry)

+| chapter six |+

The dorm was sparsely furnished with a hard flat twin mattress, a pair of scratchy white sheets, and a cushiony foam pillow. Quatre looked around the dark room with a slight frown, his eyebrows knitting together from his scrutiny. He had been given a single dorm that had one small window off to the side, a small desk, and his own bathroom.

Trowa brought him here earlier.

[FLASHBACK]

Quatre stood up in surprise when his door opened, jolting him out of his thoughts. Feeling flushed, he watched Trowa walk in, "… you… what is it?"

Trowa sighed, making his way to the bed, "Too much going on."

Quatre nodded, his eyes fixated on the way Trowa's uniform hugged his body. He felt the familiar feeling of mischief clouding his judgment, "You want a massage?" His body was heating up, he felt his canine teeth throb like it normally did before he became aroused. He couldn't explain it, it was as if he was transforming from one person to the next. The main reason he decided to sell his body was because of this exhilarating burn in his veins.

Trowa didn't spare him a glance, leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed, "Don't even think about it."

Quatre kneeled on the edge of the bed in front of Trowa, crawling towards the older boy with a sly smirk, "I'll make it pleasurable…" Yes, Trowa was mean and stoic but it didn't stop the fact that the boy was sexy as hell.

Trowa eyed Quatre with a frown, "Stop that."

"Why?" Quatre nudged Trowa's leg, his touch a mere distance away from what he really wanted to touch. His mouth felt dry as his heart pounded… yes, he was thirsty…

Trowa grabbed Quatre's hand, "Quatre," there was something in Trowa's eyes that made Quatre pause, "Snap out of it." Perhaps Trowa knew what happened to his body every time he wanted sex. Trowa squeezed his hand, "You're not a whore anymore."

What? Quatre jerked back as if he had been physically slapped. Feeling his limbs tremble, Quatre abruptly stood, "Fuck you." He got off of the bed and moved towards the door, his breathing labored.

Trowa stood quicker than he had anticipated and Quatre found himself hurled towards the bed again. He gasped, looking up at Trowa with surprise.

"Stay in your room tonight." Trowa walked towards the door himself. Quatre sat up quickly, "Where are you going?!"

Trowa looked over his shoulder at him, his gaze unreadable, "Leaving. Good night."

[/FLASHBACK]

And Trowa had left.

He sighed, curling his knees up to his chin from his position on the floor. The air surrounding the Academy gave him chills. Even though the castle was modernized, re-modeled, and touched up… the walls were old. Ancient even.

He placed his cheek against the wall, closing his eyes and listening. They've seen things that they could never re-tell.

I wonder where Trowa is… The older boy had told him to stay in his room. But that was an hour ago. I probably scared him off… damn. What's wrong with me? Sex turned him into an animal… in fact, sometimes he felt like he wanted, no… needed to draw blood.

Quatre pushed himself up and took off the tight Academy blazer. His skin was clammy from his nervous sweat. There's something wrong with me… and he knows what it is. He has to. The uniform was constricting. He tossed it onto his bed and made his way to the door in just the dark gray dress-shirt and his black slacks.

There was something neither Trowa nor Daniel wanted to tell him. He had a feeling that whatever it was would explain a lot of things that have been happening to him.

He opened the door and glanced out into the pitch darkness of the corridor. And now...

His chance.

He moved forward, his slim body relaxed as he let the shadows engulf him. This was where he belonged. At the very back of his mind… he could sense it.

Treize stared hard at the wall, his position on the edge of Wufei's bed so taunt his back trembled from the subconscious effort to stay upright. His pulse was visibly racing under his unbuttoned dress shirt, his heart pounding loudly in his chest.

The amount of adrenaline coursing through his veins right now made him dizzy, his eyes were throbbing and his ears were roaring...

He clenched his teeth.

Daniel… Trowa… Wufei…

He roughly jerked himself up onto his feet, snatching his blazer off the bed.

I need to find Heero.

Treize had been waiting in Wufei's room for half an hour now. He walked to the door, his eyes narrowing into slits.

Duo Maxwell might have already fled the scene by now, waiting here any longer would be futile.

Trowa said to bring Heero. Treize pulled his blazer on, not bothering to button up his dress shirt.

Daniel knows Wufei is a vampire… he knows about Trowa… he knows about Heero… He knows.

What game has this man been playing? What kind of game pieces have they been posing as? What are the rules to this game?

And most importantly…

Treize made his way back to the academy entrance. He quickened his pace into a light trot, the skin of his chest glistening in the moonlight every time he passed a large window.

… Who will reach the end first and win?

Heero's breath was labored, his arms framed with tight muscles as he strained to keep Duo off of his body, "Dammit!" He briefly loosened his arms, letting Duo crash into him before immediately grabbing the other boy's neck before he could regain his balance.

These attempts at breaking each other's bones with their bare hands needed to end.

Duo found his position quickly reversed, now on his back and staring up into Heero's glowing gaze. In fact, what he saw rendered him speechless for a few seconds. He panted, his eyes wide, "W-what the hell?" Heero's eyes were, in fact, glowing.

Heero's skin was burning and his eyes felt like burning coals in his sockets. He growled, his skin tingling, "Don't fuck with me. Tell me why Daniel sent you." It surprised him that he could suddenly hold Duo down with such minimal effort when just a few moment ago, he felt as if he had been up against a tanker. Actually… He tightened his grip, pushing Duo firmly against the grass. I feel incredible.

Duo shook his head, mesmerized, "You're not human." The glowing enhanced at Duo's words, the blue of Heero's eyes turning a brilliant white.

Duo resumed his struggling, attempting in vain to throw Heero away from him. Earlier in the fight, Heero had been strong (for a human)… but now...

He's as strong as I am. If not more.

Duo turned his head away from the glare of Heero's eyes, his mind clouded. Is Heero somehow possessed? Duo has heard of this before from the older vampires in the Order. That there is a true bounty hunter that is a human possessed by the Heavens.

Duo momentarily forgot their fight. Luxevar… He flinched when Heero's strength nearly popped his arm out of its socket. Is he... Luxever?

Heero knew he was starting to hurt the lithe boy underneath him but his thoughts were so jumbled he could barely keep himself from going completely berserk. It was as if his mobile skills have become an entirely different entity than that of his conscious thinking. Right now, his brain was processing too much at one time, flashes of images and words from all different languages invaded his mind.

~Promise me, promise me… you'll remember…~

He jerked, his eyes staring down at Duo's flinching face, "W-what did you just say?"

Heero was so close that Duo couldn't focus on keeping eye contact, he turned away again in pained annoyance, "I didn't say anything, get away from me!"

~I promise… I will always remember…~

Heero abruptly let go of Duo. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving. That was my voice… like those dreams lately...

Duo immediately scooted away from underneath Heero, rubbing his neck warily, "You… you're a fucking psychopath, you know that?!" He stood up too quickly and the world began to spin. He fell back down to the ground when the land tilted in his vision. He stayed there momentarily in shock as he waited for himself to adjust. What the hell was that? Vampires don't lose their balance. He shook his head and immediately got up, "I don't know what you are… and what you just did to me…" He felt weak… like he had suddenly lost all of his powers, "But I'm going to fucking kill you!"

Heero wasn't listening. There were so many voices in his head, he couldn't concentrate on the words. He clutched his head with anguish, kneeling with his forehead digging into the grass as he tried to pound the voices physically out of his head.

Duo stood there, watching with wide eyes as the boy began to thrash, his skin beginning to glow eerily, "What… what's going on?" He immediately dropped to his knees and placed a hand on Heero's shoulder.

Bright neon eyes suddenly trained themselves onto Duo's face, there was no longer any blue… just white frosty orbs staring straight into Duo's soul.

Duo gasped, releasing his grip on Heero's shoulder to scramble away.

Heero's handsome face grew still before he stood with a wry grin, "Hello again, beautiful."

Duo stared. That wasn't Heero.

Heero looked down at his own body, his glowing eyes and unblinking. He chuckled humorously as he advanced on Duo, "Looks like our roles are reversed this time around." He smirked, "I haven't forgotten but... it seems like you have."

Duo felt chills running through his body.

Even standing a few feet away, Duo felt his energy seep from his skin… drawing towards Heero in a steady stream. He didn't know what the hell Heero was talking about but Duo has lived long enough to know what to do in this situation.

He ran.

Daniel placed Wufei gently into the rich, ornate coffin. It was large, built for two. The plush lining was bright against Wufei's pale face. The boy was cold and silky to the touch, laying there stiff and heavy like a slab of priceless marble. He ran his hand down the side of Wufei's face and frowned.

He was running out of time. Wufei's nude body was white, his skin no longer translucent but solid. He looked like he was frozen.

Without another thought, Daniel began to undress. Wufei was the undead. If he remained in this state any longer… it will be irreversible.

He discarded his clothes to the side and climbed into the coffin.

Trowa leaned against his car, pulling a cigar from his lips with a slight look of disinterest. Releasing the smoke, he looked back towards the Academy.

They still had a few hours before dawn.

With a small look of disgust, Trowa discarded the cigar, willing the taste to leave his mouth.

He knew Quatre has become suspicious.

Trowa felt his body shudder at the animalistic look in Quatre's eyes an hour before. The boy… had been different. It was like a switch had been pulled. If Quatre had always possessed that double personality, then Daniel must have known.

A perfect half-breed that could choose what it was at will, while the imperfect will become purely human or… possessed solely by the vampire.

If Quatre has the ability to become a vampire… then Daniel must have been able to see through his eyes… So why did Daniel claim that he had seen Quatre that night only through Trowa's eyes?

For a moment, Trowa wished he still held the nicotine in his hands. The boy already knows something is amiss. Quatre had questioned him about the money and wondered aloud how Trowa had so much when he didn't have a job. And in turn, Trowa fibbed, once again pulling his elaborate fabrication of his life smoothly. His father and his will, all the niceties and the works.

Quatre was all too curious and yet, at the same, he wasn't gullible. A mix between his human side… and his vampire.

How the fuck did I get myself mixed up in this bullshit again?

There was no sign of Heero in their room off-campus.

Unnerved, Treize left the room in dismay. Where the hell would Heero be at this time of night?

Is he already at Luxevar? But that couldn't be…

Treize returned to the Academy to do a quick search. Maybe he hasn't left yet.

He turned the corner of the dark corridor but, before he could comprehend anything, he found himself crashing to the ground with a slight body on top of his. Ah… fuck… Disoriented, he held his head and squinted through the darkness.

The boy on top of him quickly got up, fumbling through an apology before getting ready to sprint again. His hand shot out to grab the boy, "Duo?!"

The boy literally looked like he was jolted out of his skin, his breathing harsh, "Treize?" They both jerked in surprise when menacing footsteps could be heard down around the corner.

"Wha-!" Treize couldn't finish his sentence, Duo was hauling him up. Duo's vice-like grip on his arm made Treize follow as the boy began pulling him down the hallway. Treize was forced to run with him, his mind reeling, "What's going on?!"

Duo shook his head, he was dizzy. It was as if Duo was human again, his strength was so low, and his lungs burned from being used after so many centuries. He was actually breathing… and the throbbing in his veins was real. Blood was pumping. But it shouldn't be… it shouldn't be…

Duo shook his head, frustrated tears trailing down his cheeks. Daniel… help me…

Treize looked behind him to see if they had a pursuer and nearly tripped when he saw two glowing eyes in the darkness, "Holy… what the fuck is that?!"

Duo bit his lip, his night vision is gone. Heero has definitely done something to him… his limbs ached for the very first time in centuries from his physical exertion. Did he take all of my powers? Is that what the beast, Luxevar, did? Revert the vampire back into a human… and then kill it? Feeling Treize tighten in his grip, Duo answered over his shoulder, "Heero… it's Heero…"

"Heero?!"

"Ask questions later. Right now, we need to get away from here!"

He couldn't deny it now. He was scared. It has been a long time since he has felt it. He has seen it in the eyes of those he fed off of… but…

There is a figure ahead.

There was another boy down the hallway. The boy was startled to see people running at him but Duo reached out with his other hand and grabbed him as well. There was simply no time now to talk, think, or explain.

Surprised, the boy found himself sprinting along with them involuntarily.

Duo took a deep breath, speaking before the boy had a chance to question, "Just run with us, it's safer!" He didn't know why he had the need to shout but it made his human body feel better.

Trowa felt clattering at the back of his skull, sensing loud footsteps near the dormitory half a mile away.

Dammit. He pushed away from his car and made his way back in. Stupid kids.

He is the Student Body President. It was his job to keep all the students in their dorms and out of trouble.

Not that Daniel would care that the kids were running around, turning the castle into a madhouse… but at this time of night… who knows what lurks in the shadows of this Ancient Castle?

It once was the home of a hierarchy of vampires a few centuries ago. It wouldn't do if any of these rich kids disappeared or if one got turned.

A secret hidden from society… must remain hidden from society.

The footsteps were close, the moment he entered the dorm he felt himself grabbed and another moment later, jogging to keep up with the hand clutching his shirt.

He looked down and followed the arm back to its owner, "Quatre?!"

Quatre looked at him, his eye wild, "I don't know! Don't ask me!" He pointed to two other people running with them, "He started it!"

"What are you doing out of your room?!" Trowa felt his emotions boil, "Didn't I tell you-!"

"Shut up!"

Trowa's eyes darted to Duo, he was holding on tightly to both Quatre and Treize, "What… what the hell are you guys doing?!"

It was fine if these two were out trying to kill themselves but to drag Quatre into this mess?! Trowa's eyes hardened and he grabbed them all with his hands, using his strength to halt them.

They abruptly slid to a stop, every person but Trowa breathing harshly.

He eyed Duo, sniffing lightly at the air when he felt something was off. He raised an eyebrow, "… what are you doing?"

Duo pointed wordlessly to somewhere behind them, his eyes wide, "Running…"

Trowa shook his head, "No." He tapped Duo's chest, felling the other's heart beating wildly underneath, "What are you doing… here?"

Duo froze, his hand trembling as he brought it up to feel it. His heart… Trowa eyed him, "What happened?"

Treize grabbed Trowa's shoulder suddenly, turning the vampire around and pointing, "That happened! What the hell are we going to do?!"

Heero had caught up. Neon white eyes, sly grin, and all.

Trowa stared at the wildly glowing eyes, his back stiffening, "… the bounty…" He looked down at his hands when he felt his energy stir and leave his body. He is sucking away my life-force.

He has encountered many bounties over the centuries… but he has only heard of a being like this. The only true bounty tasked with ridding Mother Nature of his impure kind. To erase the mistake of their existence.

Before Heero could take any more of his immortality, Trowa grabbed the others with his arms.

Startled, the other three felt a strong breeze move through their bodies, for a second they were surrounded by a dense fog. An imbalance caught their systems and when it cleared… they were suddenly in the parking lot next to Trowa's car.

Shakily, Trowa unlocked his car, "Get in, we need to get to Daniel."

"What about waiting until Daybreak?" Forget the fact that they just teleported, Treize was confused and out of his wits, "He's probably not asleep yet."

Trowa stared at Treize, the uncustomary feeling of haste jogging his mind, "We've got bigger problems right now." He looked back to Duo, "I think that was why Daniel sent you here… to get rid of Luxevar before it grew of age."

"… but why didn't he tell me?" Luxevar was a mythological beast. It's not supposed to be real… but then again… so were vampires…

As if reading Duo's thoughts, Trowa silently slid into the driver's seat, waiting for the others to follow suit, "If you want to find out. Get in the car."

Heero walked calmly outside, his eyes narrowing at the car speeding out of the parking lot. He felt himself smirk, "You can't get away, beautiful. Not today… not ever."

He made his way over to a sleek motorcycle parked close to the Academy, the real owner was probably deep in slumber somewhere in the dorms.

Moving his hand over it, it rumbled to a start.

+| End Chapter Six |+

NOTE: Chapter Seven is actually the final chapter. I am not sure if I want to extend the story or keep it as it is. Please let me know if you have any thoughts on this. If I am keeping it as it is, the final chapter will be out this weekend. Thank you!