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 seven |+
Quatre sat wordlessly in the backseat beside the boy with the long braided hair. He had no idea who the beautiful boy was or the other guy sitting in the passenger seat… but Trowa was concentrating on the road and looked like he didn't want to be disturbed, so… "Do you know where we are going?" He wanted to know what Daniel had to do with all of this but was too afraid to bring up the man's name.
Duo turned to look at the pale blonde boy beside him, "Club Luxevar." He looked at Quatre for a moment before questioning, "Do you know… about us?"
Quatre froze, glancing between Duo and Trowa. Us?
Trowa cut in, "No. He doesn't. And we are going to keep it that way."
Treize looked grim, "What's the point in keeping it a secret now when you just pulled a Houdini back there?" Treize glanced at Quatre and then back to Trowa, his words held no humor, "Are you his boyfriend or something?"
Quatre flushed, "No!" Immediately realizing what everyone was talking about, Quatre bit his lip. Quatre wasn't stupid, he'd seen that guy with the freaky eyes, "Who the hell was that chasing us?!"
Trowa didn't seem fazed. He parked and got out of the car, making his way into Luxevar as the others followed, "Stay together, its past midnight, so the crowd here… isn't… normal."
He nodded to the bouncer, standing off to the side and motioning the others in, "Head straight across the dance floor and to the back door."
Quatre looked in at the pulsing crowd before touching Trowa's arm, "Where are you going?" He has asked this before. You can't leave us right now…
Trowa took the hand on his arm and held it, "Nowhere. I'm going to walk behind you where I can see you."
Quatre released a breath he didn't know he was holding and nodded with a relieved smile.
Trowa felt Quatre squeeze his hand and he allowed it. He didn't know why, but he knew the gesture used to be comforting when he was human.
"Okay." Quatre gave one firm nod and walked in after the others.
Trowa was surprised to discover that his hand was still tightly encased in Quatre's. From the white-knuckled grip, it appeared that… Quatre was anxious. And for some odd reason, it made Trowa's old heart flutter to know that he was of some comfort to the smaller boy.
Treize pushed the back door open ahead of them, marching straight in, "Where now?"
Trowa motioned ahead, "All the way down this hallway, there should be another staircase leading down."
Duo looked around, his face pale. He felt flush and uncharacteristically hot. In fact, he felt feverish, his body breaking into cold sweat. Stupid mortal body. Who could stand being human? It's so hot just being in this skin. He continued to follow Treize with a frown. This would be the first time he'll be seeing Daniel's sleeping quarters. Through all the centuries he'd been with Daniel and the short decade or so of being his betrothed, he had never been invited nor allowed to see the Master's home.
Not that he was being allowed or invited this time either. He trembled at the unknown feeling coursing through him. He grumbled. Being human had one very steep downside… and that was the constant overflow of unnecessary emotions.
They descended over three flights of stairs and Quatre finally voiced his own thoughts, "Gods, how deep is this?"
The first floor of Luxevar was one level underground and yet here…
Trowa shrugged, keeping his alertness high in the darkness, "I don't know but we should reach the last level soon."
Treize braved through the black area, his arms outstretched ahead of him and leading the way. After a couple more steps down, his hand hit something cold and steely, "I think I got a door…"
Trowa's voice was behind him, "Push against it, it should open."
And push he did. Treize grunted when the door didn't budge. He put all his strength into it, but nothing happened, "its sealed shut."
Trowa moved forward but halted when he felt Quatre's hand squeeze his tightly in the dark. Smirking to himself, Trowa pulled Quatre with him, "Let me try."
When he felt a presence beside him, Treize stepped aside blindly.
With a nudge of his fingers, Trowa pushed the door open. Immediately they stood in a dark corridor.
Duo released a breath, stepping in, "This is…"
Trowa shrugged at Treize's incredulous look and moved forward, "Daniel probably made it this way so that humans couldn't get in." The door must have weighed over a ton.
The area was dark… but what was most mind-boggling was that there were windows in this corridor. Outside were tall red wood trees…night-time… lightning striking close by….
Quatre gasped, "This is my house…!"
An inter-dimensional cross?
"We might have alerted him already," Duo said, his body subconsciously hovering closer to Trowa.
Treize swallowed, his heart pounding, "I had always thought Daniel was one of us…"
Quatre ignored the statement and simply walked along with them. I knew my life was strange… but… I didn't know it was this strange…
Trowa finally stopped in front of a large door, "I doubt he knows we're here." Daniel wouldn't be in his normal bedroom in these circumstances, that four-poster bed wouldn't give him enough energy for what he needed to perform resurrection.
Duo laughed nervously, "You are underestimating him. He normally would know the moment you walked into the club in the other dimension. He would sense your smell… hear your footsteps…"
"Yes. Normally. But I think… he's a bit preoccupied today." With that, Trowa pushed the door open and entered without a knock.
Inside the room was dimly lit, a large coffin in the middle of the room.
No one moved.
Quatre actually felt himself pale. A coffin in my house? I've been living with a corpse in the house?! Quatre briefly wondered if it was one of his grandparents.
Trowa smirked, stopping next to it, "As I suspected… he's worn out."
Treize advanced forward, his face contorting, "What are you talking about?" He looked down at the coffin with a flicker of his eyes before looking around the otherwise empty room,"If he's in here… then where's Wufei?"
Trowa touched the lid of the coffin, "Daniel."
It immediately trembled.
Treize backed away instinctually, "Shit. I should've brought a stake or something…"
Duo rolled his eyes, "Don't feel too much regret, it wouldn't have done much good."
The coffin lid slid smoothly open, a tired Daniel sitting up, his bare upper body muscular in the faint light, "What… are you all doing here?"
Quatre gaped. What the hell kind of fetish is that?!
Treize didn't waste much time, "Where's Wufei?"
Daniel paused, squinting at him sleepily, "Oh. Yes. Heero's friend." He stood up, the only thing covering him was a black satin sheet wrapped around his waist as he descended from the platform, "Wufei will recover in due time."
The moment Daniel had left the dreaded box, Treize saw Wufei, his eyes immediately narrowing at Wufei's obviously nude state. He put two and two together and before anyone could react, his hand shot out and gripped Daniel's neck, "What did you do to him?!"
Daniel stared down at Treize with a raised eyebrow, unflinching and completely unbothered by the hand clutching the column of his neck, "I healed him. Gave him some of my energy."
"Okay, so why are you naked?"
Daniel felt a smirk dawn on his face, "Skin to skin contact is the easiest way."
Before Treize could ask what kind of skin to skin contact, Trowa cut in, "We've got a problem."
"What kind?" Daniel bent down leisurely to his discarded clothes and began to dress unabashed by his audience.
"Heero."
Daniel didn't seem surprised, a smile brightening up his tired face, "Ah. So we didn't get rid of him on time?"
Duo stepped forward, his eyes dark, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Daniel suddenly froze, his eyes darting up, "Duo?" He had known there were two more humans standing near the door but…
He stood up, his shirt hanging in his hand, "Why are you…" Yes, something was different, the shirt dropped from his hand and he moved forward to gripp Duo's shoulders, "You're human."
Duo didn't answer.
Daniel could feel Duo's pulse under his hand and he quickly let him go, bewildered, "How is that possible?"
"He took all of my energy from just being a mere feet away from me."
Daniel slipped into his shirt, his eyes clouding as he thought, "So that is how they do it…"
Duo touched Daniel's arm, his eyes glistening, "Why didn't you tell me?" He has lost his immortality, he is no longer suited to be the Master's betrothed. I've become worthless… and you had not warned me.
Trowa leaned against the coffin, his shoulder's slumping slightly from exhaustion, "Daniel. Just tell us the truth."
Daniel straightened his back and crossed his arms, his eyes meeting Duo's with a soft smile, "When I found you on the streets so many centuries ago… you had amnesia… selling your body for scraps of food…"
Duo shifted, his hands trembling, "You turned me…"
Daniel nodded, "Yes. But that wasn't the first time I met you."
Heero left the motorcycle in the middle of the road, he could hear cars screeching to a halt until loud crashes could be heard behind him, Heero smirked at the shocked bouncer. The poor guy immediately side-stepped and granted him entry, the glowing whites of Heero's eyes enough to make him back-off.
Heero could hardly tell which of his feelings were his own emotions. So far, the last half an hour of his life had been a complete blur. He didn't know what it was that he wanted to do to Duo when he saw him… but he knew one thing for sure.
His intentions weren't innocent.
Duo's gaze wavered, "You've lied to me so many years…" he wiped an offending moisture away from his cheek, "What are you trying to tell me now?"
"What I'm trying to tell you… is the truth." Daniel gestured to the door behind Duo, "He's coming here as we speak. And it's time I told you the real reason I turned you."
Quatre stood off to the side, his mind processing all of the odd information. He found himself slowly backing away from it when his conclusions became too bizarre to be true.
Daniel didn't look at his son but kept his gaze on Duo, "You killed Heero a few days before I found you on the streets."
Duo felt his gut twist, something at the back of his mind throbbed. Daniel moved closer, touching Duo's forehead, "It's time you remember."
Duo felt his mind painfully unravel, it was as if his brain had been split into layers… one layer at a time, he was probed.
His vision blurred until he couldn't see anything around him. His hands suddenly felt warm and wet. He looked down at his hands with hazy tunnel vision.
Blood. Blood everywhere. His breath hitched and he looked up. The cloud cleared and he was in a dark, damp alley. Everyone has vanished…
The scene triggered something… his spine felt like hot iron, the back of his skull pounding as if it was going to explode. He crumbled to the ground, his eyes growing dim as memory flashed painfully bright into his eyes.
I can't stop myself…
Duo held onto Heero's body. Despite his tears, Duo's face was an emotionless mask. Cold as ice. His own blood was smeared deliriously across his cheek.
There's no way of stopping it…
His glowing white eyes never left Heero's face. His lips ghosted down towards Heero's neck, drinking in the fading man's life-force, while his hands trailing down the front of Heero's bloody body.
I will die if I drain you of your power… yet… I will die if I don't…
"Remember this, Heero…" The blood matting Heero's clothes was stark against the man's clothing. All of it came from the wound on the man's wide-open chest. Duo shuddered from the chill of his own body, the warmth from Heero's dying body keeping him from losing consciousness.
I love you…
Luxevar was roaring inside of Duo's body, his eyes felt so hot… the glow his eyes cast was bright against Heero's clammy pale face.
His energy… is intoxicating…
He let Heero warm his cold hands, "Promise me…"
I can't stop hurting you… I don't know how to control it…
"Promise me, you'll remember."
Don't forget me…
Heero forced his eyes to remain open, choking as the blood he'd consumed bubbled back up his throat. He tried to focus his blurring vision. He pulled Duo's smaller frame into his arms, hugging him as tightly as he could with whatever strength he had left, "I promise…"he paused, his throat catching. Swallowing hard, he continued, "… I'll always remember, Duo."
Always.
Duo froze when the last bits of Heero's energy entered his body, the warmth in his arms disappearing. The blood on his hands chilling… "No…" He felt his eyes begin to cool when his tears built tenfold, his white eyes grew dark when he finally let out an anguished scream.
He pulled away, covering his face with his bloody hands, "No… no no… I killed him… I killed him…"
You had to.
"No!"
He had to die.
He loved you.
You killed him…
He saved you…
So many voices in his head. So many… so many… he grabbed his head in agony, "Leave! Leave me alone! Go away!" He slammed his fist against the side of his head, beating until his vision grew hazy, "Go… go away…" With every hit, he dug his knuckles into the side of his head, his own blood trailing down the side of his face, "Go… go…" He continued until he completely lost consciousness, curling into a trembling ball.
Heero's body stiffened, sudden pain spreading across his limbs. He could taste something metallic at the back of his throat before something trickled out from the corner of his mouth.
He touched his lips curiously before bringing it away from his face.
He examined it.
Blood.
A memory.
Daniel turned away, "Heero was my second in command, he was turned by my master a week after I was turned. We mastered our abilities together. You killed him then."
Duo shook his head, "Then why are you trying to kill him now? He's human."
Daniel laughed, turning his head to face Duo, "Because you were the one who killed him."
It just didn't make any sense, even Trowa had to raise an eyebrow at the odd reasoning.
Treize held onto Wufei's hand as the conversation drifted further into the direction of his uneasiness.
"Let me tell you about the beast."
Duo pressed his lips firmly together, his eyes trained on Daniel.
"Luxevar is a heaven-bound creature created solely to eliminate vampires. It is the true bounty." Daniel continued, his voice rough, "He is the beast… but he has one weakness."
Duo looked away, unable to meet Daniel's burning stare. His emotions had already been disrupted from his transformation and now… after the flood of almost-unwanted memories…
Daniel has become the stranger… and Heero, the lover. His heart was screaming.
"It falls in love with a vampire and then it kills it. It's ironic, Luxevar could be seen as a cliche copy of a black widow. Despite its love, it kills… because that is what it does."
Wufei stirred in the coffin, causing Treize to break his silence, "So the beast absorbs the supernatural energy and reverts the vampire back into a human. Why kill when the threat is no longer a threat?"
Daniel looked over to Treize, a smirk darkening his distinct features, "After so many absorptions, Luxevar becomes too powerful. Thus, the Gods cannot have it roam the Earth. In order to keep the beast from becoming too strong, it must, in modern terms, 'shut down' and then 'reboot'. It will leave its current human shell… and it will reborn."
That was the only way to defeat the beast, even if the defeat is only temporary, Daniel's eyes glinted, "However, to reborn… it must have another shell."
Trowa walked away from the coffin, "So what you are saying, is that the beast will kill and then take over his lover's body in the next life? But then, what happens to the human shell it leaves behind?" He looked at Duo.
Duo felt his vision swim, "… then…"
Daniel placed his hand on Duo's shoulder, "The shell will return to its normal state before the possession of the beast… sans memory."
Duo bit his lip, "Then why… why did you turn me?"
Daniel tightened his grip, a smirk tugging the corner of his lips, "The beast descends at the age of 19. It uses all of the power it absorbed in the previous life to create a carbon copy of the vampire it last killed. Heero came to my Academy when he was 15. I recognized him the moment he stepped into my city. He is a bounty by blood, he knew his calling. This city reeks of our sinful immortality. I did what I needed to do to win his trust…"
Treize suddenly cut in, "But Heero is still only 18."
Daniel's gaze turned to Treize, his smirk widening, "Yes." He turned his head back to Duo, "I already told you that the beast's weakness is his love."
Even Quatre has grown impatient, "What are you saying?"
"If its former shell was to reappear, it will disrupt the natural process and unravel the beast prematurely. In this state, it can be manipulated. Obviously, the former shell is expected to die long before the rebirth of the new shell."
"But the shell is still here because you turned Duo immortal..." Trowa looked thoughtful, "What good is there in bringing out the beast before it's supposed to?"
Daniel shrugged one shoulder, turning to face the other vampire, "By using Duo, I've got its attention. So now, I am going to get rid of it." He smiled, "There will be no more reincarnations of this beast."
"How?"
The room grew quiet at Trowa's question, Daniel's eyes flitting over to gaze at Quatre, "The beast can only fall in love with a vampire but it can only possess a shell that had been a full vampire. After all, the beast can only be as strong as the vampire that was killed."
Quatre felt his skin tingle, "Daniel…"
"And the beast does not know the half-bloods. It can smell the vampire and it is able to find an attraction. However, it will be incapable of possessing a body that has impure blood. Even that small bit of human blood will instantly kill the shell upon its next descent. But…" Daniel moved towards the door, "I was too late in conceiving the perfect half-blood… too late in initiating their contact… the beast will not fall in love with a mere child."
Quatre watched Daniel leave, his eyes wide, "Half-blood… you wanted me… dead? A sacrifice?" There was no doubt in his mind now that his life had been a complete lie.
Club Luxevar… a place where vampires gathered. It was truly ironic.
Heero walked across the crowded dance floor, noticing in satisfaction that every dancer he passed crumpled to the ground in limp heaps. Heero took a deep breath, feeling the energy he'd just stolen from a few dozen vampires coursing through his body like a lethal drug.
By the time Heero reached the backdoor of the club, more than half the club-goers were on the ground.
Heero was enthralled by his newfound ability, his body feeling indestructible... his stolen immortality.
So this was my purpose. Now he can find the Master and rid the city of this filth.
It was a shame he had to meet Duo again through these tainted times.
Around him, the human clientele were scrambling, confused now that they were free from hypnotism. Their former assailants, now human as well, lying unconscious on the floor.
Heero relaxed his muscles and touched the back door. He could feel the Master's presence near… but at the same time… the feeling was far away.
Another dimension?
Trowa dragged Quatre after Daniel, Duo a short distance away, "Are you going to face him?"
Quatre appeared pale and confused, his eyes unable to focus on anything for more than a short period of time.
Daniel stopped in front of the entrance to Luxevar, leaning over to place his forearm against the wall to stabilize himself, "What choice do I have? If he enters this dimension, he will have what he needs to find every Master Vampire on Earth. Every doorway on this upper level are portals."
Trowa released Quatre to pull Daniel roughly from the door, "You are in no condition to start a battle. You can barely stand." The Order is reckless.
When Daniel didn't answer, Trowa tightened his grip on his shoulder, "You need energy. Blood. You just performed resurrection… you are in no condition to fight against Luxevar."
Daniel looked at Trowa with a slight look of contempt before chuckling humorlessly, "And where will I find blood?" He couldn't feed from Quatre, a half-blood. He couldn't feed off of Trowa, a vampire, and he obviously couldn't feed from Duo… for the same…
Duo froze when Daniel's eyes suddenly trained on him. He stepped back at the look and it dawned on him, he quickly shook his head, "No. You can't…"
Daniel advanced, his face lighting up in an uncharacteristically maniacal pout, "Oh, but Duo… my love, you are the only one who can save our kind now."
Before anyone could react, Daniel slammed Duo against the wall in a movement that could only be described as a flash.
Duo let out a surprised yelp, struggling against the Master's muscular body, "No, Daniel, get off of me!" He felt a strong hand on his head, pushing it back to expose the lithe column of his neck, "No!"
Quatre gasped, backing up into the opposite wall as Trowa stood by, unable to do anything.
Fangs descended towards Duo's neck, his kicks and attempts of escape going unnoticed.
Before long, his pale skin was ruptured and his blood was poured down a desperate throat.
Heero descended the pitch black staircase, his instincts pulling him further into the dark.
Something was changing in the air, a static electricity throbbing somewhere beyond his comprehension.
"Looking for something, human?"
Heero immediately stopped, his head turning towards the source of the voice even when his eyes could see nothing. The energy radiating from the person in front of him was impenetrable.
This… was a Master.
He smirked, "I was," he allowed himself to adjust to the darkness, using a small amount of energy to grant himself vision. The moment the dark image cleared, he felt the smirk on his face waver.
The vampire smiled majestically, ascending the stairs towards him, "What? Cat got your tongue?"
Heero stood his ground, his eyebrows furrowing, "Daniel." Sensing a metallic tinge following the vampire, he inhaled softly to catch it. Duo. Daniel had attacked Duo.
Heero's fists tightened, "It's been a long time, brother."
Daniel stopped in front of him, "Yes, it has." The companionable tone in his voice steeled, "But I'm not your brother, Luxevar. I only had one brother… and you killed him."
Heero narrowed his eyes, "Despite what you think, I am still Heero. My memories, my lives… I just happen to now be one and the same with the creature you most despise."
Daniel's reply was sarcastic, "And that was supposed to change my views how?"
Heero knew Daniel's energy was steadily being drained by his subconscious power, but Daniel had so much that it would take more than concentration to actually subdue him, he changed tactics, "Where is Duo?"
Daniel's eyebrow ticked, frowning, "Always drawn to that beautiful thing, even when it was the reason behind your demise a few centuries ago?"
"That thing was my lover." Oh what memories can do to change the life one thought one had.
"Lovers don't kill each other."
"He didn't know." Heero stepped down another step until his chest bumped up against Daniel's, "So get over it."
"I warned you."
Heero didn't deny it, "You did."
"And you still flittered with him. A mere human."
Heero smirked, "I thought we both know very well by now that he wasn't a mere human."
Daniel was not weakening, Heero realized with inward dismay.
Daniel grabbed Heero's collar and slammed him sideways into the wall, "You can buy all the time you want, baby brother. I'm not going to buckle on my knees like those littlelings at the club."
Heero didn't reply, slightly unnerved that Daniel was meeting his white eyes without a single flinch. The grip on shirt was like iron.
"What are you going to do to get rid of me now, Luxevar?" Daniel's voice was taunting.
Heero felt his eyes grow hotter, illuminating the area around their faces, "Burn you."
Daniel cocked his head to the side, a bemused smirk gracing his lips, "Your headlights aren't going to do anything to me, Heero."
Heero allowed himself a satisfied smirk, "To you. No."
Daniel's smirk slipped, his grip on Heero immediately loosening as he backed away.
As Daniel's clothing caught on fire, Heero shrugged with an innocent look on his face, "But your shirt is obviously flammable."
Every lick of flame that touched Daniel's skin turned blue, melting the flesh before the skin turned to dust, vanishing.
"You've lived long enough, Daniel. It's time you rested."
"You insolent brat!" Daniel collapsed onto the steps of the stairs, his hands melting as he tried to put out the unnatural flames.
Heero walked passed him towards the steel door at the bottom, "Be good, dear brother.
There's no use in fighting fire that can't be put out."
Daniel growled, his eyes beginning to glow, "I'm going to kill you!"
Heero gave a slight nudge to the door, watching as it slid effortlessly open. He looked over his shoulder, "Just think of it this way. It's better to burn for a few minutes here… than burn for all eternity down there." He stepped through the dimensional rift until the steel door behind him warped into a normal wooden one. He pulled the door shut and dusted off his clothes.
In the corridor in front of him, a pair was kneeling in front of a fallen figure. Heero walked towards them hurriedly, his demeanor immediately shifting, "Duo!"
Trowa looked up in surprise, backing away when he felt the familiar drain of his energy,
"You… where's Daniel?!"
Heero shrugged, feigning innocence, "Didn't see him." He kneeled in front of Duo, touching the base of the boy's neck for a pulse.
It was there.
He gathered Duo up into his arms, "Where is his bedroom?"
Quatre stood up beside him, trying his best not to shrink away from his glowing eyes, "He doesn't live here… but he can stay in my room…"
Heero motioned forward with his head, "Lead the way."
Treize kicked the door to Wufei's dorm room open, carrying Wufei into the room before kicking it closed again.
He had wasted no time in getting Wufei away from that horrid coffin. It made him ill just thinking about it now.
Wufei stirred again, his eyes fluttering open weakly, "… Treize…"
Their room was lit by a single lamp a few feet away on Wufei's desk. Barely enough light to show their faces.
Treize lowered Wufei onto one of the beds and brushed a strand of hair out of Wufei's eye, "Are you alright?"
Wufei tiredly nodded, a soft smile on his face, "Yeah… just feeling… weak."
Treize's chest tightened at the tremble in Wufei's limbs, he sat down on the bed, "I… I'm sorry… for everything."
Wufei shook his head, "Don't be…" he paused, closing his eyes to regain a bit of his energy, "It wasn't your fault."
Treize leaned down, kissing Wufei's lips as his eyes watered, "You almost died from starvation. Don't tell me it wasn't my fault."
"I wanted it…" Wufei looked up into Treize's eyes, his own eyes building with moisture, "I love you. There isn't anything I wouldn't have done for you." He smiled, "Starvation is nothing compared to that 'anything'."
Treize watched as Wufei's tears slid silently down the pale boy's cheeks and leaned down again, capturing Wufei's lips into a deeper kiss. His hands moved to touch the base of Wufei's throat, sliding down to unbutton the large trench-coat covering the weak boy's body.
Quatre left the room to Heero, watching as the man laid Duo softly down on the large mattress, "Will he be alright?"
Heero looked at the nervous boy standing at the door, his face softening, "He'll be fine once he regenerates the lost blood."
Quatre nodded silently, backing out of the bedroom, "Oh… well, I'll leave you two alone…"
He closed the door quietly, staring at the wooden surface. He couldn't keep up with what had just happened. It was a whirlwind…
"Daniel's dead."
Quatre jerked around to see Trowa standing behind him, once again, startled by his presence, "He… he's what?"
"I can't sense him invading my thoughts anymore." Trowa stiffly walked forward, his handsome face tight, "This city is masterless… and you are fatherless."
Quatre backed away slightly, bumping into the closed door, "… I've always been fatherless."
Trowa closed the space between them, sealing Quatre between himself and the wood, "What are you going to do?"
"…" Quatre watched Trowa's expression carefully, staying as far as he could away from Trowa's body, "… I don't know."
Trowa backed away a few inches, giving Quatre just enough room to breath, "My offer still stands… you can work for me."
Quatre swallowed a lump in his throat, for once, keeping direct eye contact with the vampire in front of him, "… and what is it that you will make me do?"
Trowa half-shrugged, a wistful smile pulling the corner of his lips, "Depends…" he let his strict demeanor slide momentarily to adapt to this situation, "What do you want me to make you do?"
Quatre licked his lips, his eyes darkening as a familiar feeling tightened his chest, "I'm not sure if you can handle it."
Trowa smirked, pushing Quatre flat against the door and bringing his face closer to the other, "Try me."
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NOTE: The next chapter will be the final chapter :). Thank you very much for reading!