Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ And the Two Shall be as One ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Title: And the Two Shall Be as One

Author: ShitaeTenshi (shitaetenshi @ hotmail.com)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing

General Warnings: AU, some OOC (trying to keep that to a minimum), angst, sap, supernatural and just about everything else

Summary: It's the beginning of Duo, Trowa and Quatre's fourth, and final, year at OZ University, located in the picturesque town of Sanq. But a shadow lies over the three friends as they return, a shadow that formed during their break, a shadow that stretches back to a past life none of them remember.

Rating: R

Spoilers: Urm, not really sure

Pairings: 2+3+4, 1+5, 2xH at beginning of fic, eventual 1+2+3+4+5, 2+H, 1x2x1, possibly others as well

Quick Key

“blah” speaking

`blah' thoughts

 

—

 

Icy fingers trailed along his arms as he floated, suspended in mid air. The fingers ghosted along, running over his chest, tracing each of his scars. “Beloved,” a husky voice whispered, the air hardly stirring.

 

Duo sat bolt upright in his bed, eyes wide, panting as sweat poured off him. Slowly getting himself under control he looked around and realized where he was. With a groan he fell back, one arm flung over his eyes. `That damned dream again.'

 

“Beloved.”

 

The whisper sent shivers up the braided youths arms, instantly drying the sweat. A knock on the door sent Duo sitting up once more.

 

Quatre stuck his head in the room. “You okay Duo?”

 

“Yeah, just a dream.” Duo ran a hand through his bangs, not noticing them sticking up as his hand left.

 

“Want to talk about it?”

 

Duo thought for a few minutes. “Yeah, yeah I would.” He threw his sheet off, swinging his legs over. “Cocoa in the living room?”

 

The two young men headed downstairs, both carefully inching over the faulty step. They made their way to the small kitchen, Duo grabbing their mugs as Quatre dug the chocolate mix out. Duo placed the saucepan on the stove as Quatre took the milk out of the fridge, both men moving perfectly; they had done this dance before. Soon the rich aroma filled the tiny Victorian house.

 

Duo sank into his favorite chair, hands wrapped around the full mug, face bathed in the steam as he inhaled the sweet scent.

 

Quatre took a small sip after gently blowing to cool the dark liquid. “So what happened?”

 

Staring into his mug, Duo thought about how to answer. With a sigh he began. “It started two months ago, shortly after summer break began. I began to have this … dream. It's always the same although sometimes I wake up earlier into it than others. Damn thing has completely messed up my life and I was kinda hoping it would end now that I was back, ya know?”

 

Quatre nodded as he continued to sip his cocoa. “So what happens in the dream?”

 

Duo took a gulp of hot chocolate before answering. “I'm floating in the air. It's dark so I can't tell where I am. Then these cold hands start to undress me. That's when I wake up, before I'm completely undressed. Although each time I lose more and more clothing before I can force myself awake. Except for tonight.” He shuddered.

 

“Something happened.” Quatre kept his voice soft as he watched his friend.

 

Duo let out a shaky laugh. “Yeah. Once,” he gulped before continuing, “once my clothes were gone those cold fingers roamed all over my arms and chest. They seemed to like my scars,” he gave a weak grin. It rapidly faded under Quatre's even stare. Duo took another large gulp, not noticing the scalding liquid. “There was a voice.”

 

Quatre waited for Duo to continue, prodding when it became evident that the chestnut haired man wouldn't. “What did it say?”

 

Duo hunched around the mug, knees protectively drawing up. “Beloved,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “It, no, he, called me beloved.” The mug was hastily placed on a nearby table as Duo curled into a small ball.

 

Staring into his own mug, Quatre pondered what his friend said. “Do you recall the exact day your dream began?”

 

“Yeah,” came the muffled reply. “June 28.”

 

The mug slipped through Quatre's nerveless fingers to land with a clatter on the rug. Duo looked up in surprise, concern growing at the expression on Quatre's face. “Q? What is it?”

 

“The same day,” came the reply. “Exactly the same day.” Quatre's already pale face went even whiter.

 

“Talk to me Q; the same day as what?” Duo sat up, his fears forgotten as he focused on his friend.

 

Quatre trembled slightly. “The day your dream started I … the reason I knew something was bothering you … I can …” He focused on Duo, white showing all around his irises. “I can feel what other people are feeling.”

 

“And it started the same day as my dreams.” Quatre nodded, his face slowly regaining color. Duo ran a hand through his bangs with a shaky laugh. “Right. So, what's your course load look like this semester?”

 

Quatre rapidly blinked before managing his own shaky laugh. “Oh, you know. The usual `pile on the credits until I break.' I'm surprised they still let me do it. You?”

 

“Some nice light courses to fill in those pesky core requirements but the best one will be Metal 1. They're gonna let me play with the torches this year!”

 

An honest laugh escaped Quatre despite his efforts to hold it in. The look of injury on Duo's face merely fueled it. The two spent the rest of the night chatting about classes and professors, neither mentioning what had been revealed previously.

 

—

 

Deep blue eyes lazily opened, dark lashes framing them perfectly. A chuckle escaped pursed lips, the dry sound reverberating throughout the room. The lips parted, a husky voice joining the echoes. “Beloved. I have finally found you again. Soon we'll be as we were meant. And nothing shall keep me from you.”

 

—

 

Duo ran down the stairs, barreling into the lanky Latin. “Tro!” he shouted gleefully, wrapping his arms around the young man.

 

Trowa laughed as he hugged back. “It's good to see you too Duo. But was it really necessary to almost knock me over?”

 

Duo pulled back and winked. “Would you rather I knocked you up?” He bolted as the other tried to respond, laughing maniacally.

 

“I see Duo already greeted you,” Quatre chuckled as Trowa continued to gape. “Third floor is completely open, I'll help bring your stuff up.”

 

“Thanks.” Trowa ruefully shook his head. “It figures you two already claimed the second floor.”

 

Duo stuck his head around the corner. “Whaddya expect?”

 

Trowa grinned, his eyes gleaming. “Easy, draw for them.” He laughed as Duo blew a raspberry. “If you would help me bring my stuff in I'll treat you to ice cream.”

 

“Deal!” Duo cheerfully walked over, stretching his arms. “Lead the way, Kemosabe.”

 

Trowa chuckled again as he headed back to his pickup, Duo and Quatre bickering behind him as they followed. It was good to be among friends once more. His mirth slowly died as he recalled the strange events of the past two months. He hoped his two friends could help him understand what was happening to him.

 

—

 

“Your paperwork is in order, just sign here and we'll finish.”

 

Wufei scrawled his name where the secretary indicated, impatient to end the tedium.

 

“Very good Mr. Chang. Here's the address for your room; as I'm sure you're aware all transfer students are housed off campus their first year here. If you wish to live on campus next year then you'll have to file a request with us.” She handed him a slip of paper, smiling brightly. “There are three full time students already housed there, I'm sure they'll help you become acquainted. Oh, and another student will be living there once he arrives.”

 

“Thank you.” Wufei inclined his head, leaving the cramped office. Standing on the steps, he took a deep breath, enjoying the crisp mountain air. `I know who that other transfer student will be.' He smirked, casually strolling to his vehicle, packed with only some of his belongings. He sniffed the air once more, a faint line appearing between his eyebrows.

 

`Someone here is going through the Change. More than one someone. Yuy, I pray you're right.'

 

—

 

Duo had just left the house to fetch the last of Trowa's belongings when a red SUV pulled into the small parking lot. “Hey! No parking here! Tenants only!” He waved at the sign posted on the side of the building. “Oi!” he yelled again when the driver, a young man of Chinese descent, opened the door.

 

“I heard you the first time.” Wufei left the door open, studying the young man before him. `Yes. He's the one. But he's not the only one here going through the Change. There are two others nearby.' Wufei continued as though no time had passed. “Housing informed me a room had been reserved here for me.”

 

Duo smacked his forehead, dragging his hand down. “You're a transfer, aren't you,” his voice came muffled from behind the palm of his hand. He peered through his fingers, watching Wufei nod. “Shit. Eh, sorry `bout that. Moving in can get crazy `round here and there're barely enough spaces here for us. Name's Duo Maxwell. Pleasure to met you.” Duo walked forward, extending a hand.

 

Wufei took the offered hand, shaking it once. “Wufei Chang. No need to apologize, it's perfectly understandable. I take it you also live here.”

 

“Yeah; I was just grabbing Tro's last things when you pulled in. If you grab some stuff, I can show you one of the open rooms.” Wufei inclined his head, taking his duffle along with his swords. Duo raised an eyebrow, not commenting. “C'mon, follow me.”

 

Wufei followed the braided man, admiring the fine architecture surrounding him. Duo led him in, warning him about the faulty step as they went to the third floor.

 

“Oi, Tro! Here's the last of your stuff.” Duo headed to the middle room, standing in the open doorway. “Where you want it? Oh, and this is Wufei, he's one of the transfers rooming here.” He jerked his head back. “So be nice to him, `kay?” Duo grinned at Wufei, his entire body telling the Chinese man he's just fooling around. “Tro's the tall one with the weird gravity hair and Quat's the blondie.”

 

“Duo, your introductions leave a lot to be desired,” Trowa dryly stated as he took the pile from the braided man. “My name is Trowa Barton, pleasure to meet you. The rooms to either side are free. That one,” he nodded to his left, “is above the bathroom while that one,” he nodded to the right, “is above Duo's room. Your choice.”

 

Wufei smiled. “I think I'll take the one above the bathroom. I know I can sleep through those sounds.” Trowa and Wufei shared a smirk as Duo protested.

 

“I don't make that much noise guys!”

 

Quatre chuckled, finished putting Trowa's books up. “I really should record you sometime Duo. Then you'll understand.” Quatre inclined his head. “I'm Quatre Raberba Winner. My room is right below. Will you need help with your things?”

 

“Thank you but there isn't much more. The rest of my belongings are being shipped over.” Wufei studied the three men. `All three are going through the Change; they started only a few months ago. And I'm the first to find them.' He quickly brought himself back to the present. “Would it be possible for someone to show me this town? I didn't get a good look during my visit.”

 

Duo grinned. “Sure thing! Tro here promised me some ice cream; we'll show you the sights along the way. Let's let Tro finish setting his stuff up; Q and I can help grab the rest of your stuff.”

 

Quatre shook his head in disbelief as Duo volunteered him.

 

Wufei inclined his head, accepting the offer. “My thanks.” In short time they had the SUV emptied. They were about to leave when Trowa veered to the phone.

 

“Trowa?” Quatre watched, puzzled, as Trowa quickly dialed a number.

 

“I forgot to tell Clyde which truck I was bringing. Wufei, could you tell me what type of vehicle you have and the plates? The manager keeps a list of authorized vehicles.” Wufei quickly rattled off the information.

 

“Meet'cha outside!” Duo hollered, Trowa waving a hand as the three left.

 

“Is it usually unruly for move-in?” Wufei looked up and down the small side street, not seeing a major amount of activity.

 

“Most students will be arriving in the next few days. You managed to beat the mad rush.”

 

“One of the many perks to living off campus,” Duo chimed in. Wufei slowly nodded, thinking of a few others. “So what'cha studying?”

 

Wufei smiled. “History.” For some reason, this amused him.

 

“Oh?” Duo and Quatre glanced at each other. “Any particular time or area?” Duo continued.

 

“The ancient near and far east.” That small smile remained on his lips. “A personal interest. Yourselves?”

 

“Duo's in a fine art program while I'm studying business management. Trowa will eventually be going for a veterinary degree but he's taking pre-med right now.”

 

Wufei looked around again, glancing down the street to the rest of the town. “I'm surprised to find all these programs here.”

 

Duo grinned as Trowa joined them outside. “Yeah, Sanq's a pretty unique college for its size. Let's go!” He led the way, Wufei following close behind, Trowa and Quatre slightly farther back.

 

The four eventually made it to the ice cream parlor, Duo pointing out all the better restaurants, stores and other areas. As they entered the parlor, Wufei commented, “I'm surprised to see an indoor ice cream parlor this far north.”

 

“It also doubles as a coffee shop and you will not find a better cup o' joe anywhere in this town. Hiya Gladys!” Duo leaned over the counter to get a better view of today's offerings while Trowa and Quatre grabbed their usual booth.

 

“Wha'cha wan love?” A matronly older woman walked over, wiping her hands with her apron.

 

“I'm only paying for three scoops!” Trowa yelled over before Duo could order. The braided man pouted, causing Gladys to snicker. “And the usual for myself, if you would Gladys.” Still snickering, Gladys began scooping out a variety of flavors, depositing them into two bowls.

 

“Ya wan yers too, Quatre dear?” Gladys looked over the counter, hands still moving. He nodded, smiling as he watched her easily prepare the two treats. “An ha' ya choosen wha'cha wan love?”

 

Duo continued to peer over the counter, still unable to decide. “They're all so good; how am I supposed to choose just three? Any idea what you want Wufei? Gladys, this is Wufei, one of the transfers living with us this year.”

 

Wufei politely inclined his head. “A pleasure.”

 

Gladys burst out laughing as she placed the two finished dishes on the upper counter. “Hon, ya donna need ta be so po-lite. Seeings its yer first tyme, lemme fix ya da house fav-or-ite. An seeings yer treatin', ain't no mo' fer it.” She nodded to Trowa as he collected the first two dishes.

 

“Why don't you try it?” Trowa suggested. “If you don't like it you can always share part of mine or Quatre's.”

 

“Very well, I'll try the house favorite.” He smiled at Gladys. “And I'll try to be more … casual.”

 

Still chuckling under her breath, Gladys quickly made a non-traditional banana split. The banana was carefully cut into quarters, each piece placed on the edge of a square dish. Next came the ice cream, a scoop of four different flavors; one of French vanilla, one of double chocolate, one of a strawberry flavor that was more strawberry than it was ice cream, and one flavor Wufei couldn't visually identify although it too was white. Atop the ice cream came the whipped cream drizzled with fudge, caramel, sprinkles, strawberries and a cherry. She placed the completed desert on the upper counter, winking at Wufei. “Dig in hon! Now den love, wha'cha ha'in'?”

 

Duo beamed at the older woman, finally deciding. “I'll have three scoops of Decedent Chocolate topped with whipped cream, fudge, sprinkles, nuts, strawberries, cookie crumbs and a cherry. In a glass.”

 

Quatre groaned when he heard Duo's order, burying his head in his hands. “He'll be up all night,” he moaned.

 

Trowa glanced down at the blond as he ate his treat. “You're the one who roomed next to him,” he reminded Quatre, completely unsympathetic.

 

“I know, I know; but you're the one that promised him ice cream with one limit, three scoops.” Quatre slumped in the seat, head resting on the table. “At least classes don't start tomorrow.”

 

Wufei slid into the booth, taking the open side across from Trowa and Quatre. “I take it there's a reason for this?” He started eating, pleasantly surprised to find out the unknown flavor was coconut.

 

“Duo and ice cream is a dangerous combination. Throw in chocolate and you're asking for trouble.” Trowa glanced down at the back of Quatre's head. “Your ice cream is melting,” he helpfully informed the blond. Quatre glared at Trowa before digging into his dish.

 

Duo sniffed disdainfully as he sat down. “You guys are just jealous.” He cheerfully dug in, playfully bantering between bites with the other two, even getting Wufei to join in.

 

—

 

A/N

Ah, the first part! I'm nowhere near done with this one but I figured I'd at least get this small bit up. I got the idea for this story after reading a bunch of other fics where Duo is a vampire seducing Heero. I thought it was a neat idea and decided to write one, with my own spin of course. For one thing, Heero will be perusing Duo and there won't be any vampires; supernatural entities to be sure but no vamps, sorry. I already did a fic with them (grin). Anyways, that's where I started with this story. This is going to be a slow builder so be prepared for a long run. As always, reviews are welcome, especially critiques, any flames will be used to make smores.