Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Atlantis ❯ Part 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Munchkin 
Heero had been rescued by Duo now whats going to happen? *Rewriten*
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.14.2001 | Updated On: 11.20.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 404 | Status: Completed
Heero had been rescued by Duo now whats going to happen? *Rewriten*
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.14.2001 | Updated On: 11.20.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 404 | Status: Completed
Title: Atlantis Part 3
Author: Munchkin
Archived: Fanfiction.net, you actually want it? Fine, just tell me where it is
Warnings: OOC (strongly most likely) Angst, future 2x1/1x2, 3+4/3x4, Hilde+5 (one way), umm... Dorothy+Solo (noted)
Author Notes: *sighs* I couldn't write with the original chapter. I hated it. So here is the revised chapter. The beginning is the same the ending and farley the middle I believe is completely different.
Also if you e-mailed me in the past umm....3 months or so and I haven't written back. Its either b/c my computer ate your letter or it didn't send my reply. I swear my computer is evil and I apologies.
Thanks: Misuzu, WildfireFriendship, Katie, and, zenillusion For thinking the orig. was good.
^_^ enjoy!
Disclaimer: Own 'em? I think not....darn and here I was having delusions that I DID!
"So Quatre, how do you know him?' Duo asked, Heero still held securely in his arms.
The group walked down the side path towards Castle Magalan watching their steps for traps and making small talk, sense there was no need to hurry quiet yet.
"Well, you know how I told you I had been from Atlantis? And how I'd been sold to Mr. Winner?" Quatre glanced over at Duo.
"Yeah? So?"
"He was on that ship with me. From what I could gather if Atlantis hadn't sunk he would have been a Cosmos warrior(1)."
"Cosmos?"
"Gods Duo! I swear nothing anyone says ever stays in that thick scull of yours!" Wufei turned around from his position in front of Duo while the said boy stuck out his tong. "Quatre told us a year ago about all of this!"
"Don't mind him, Duo." Trowa added. "It can be a hard thing to remember, much less believe sometimes."
"Yes, that's right." Quatre nodded. "Be nice Wufei. Anyway, Cosmos is some sort of magical ability infused with most of the islands residence. I myself have a Crystal heart which means I have a heart the see's threw all.
It means that I can tell what others are feeling and what they are like."
"Ok.....so you have a clear heart...but what does that have to do with this guy?" Duo asked as he sifted Heero's weight. "What do you know about him?"
"Not much, he was very quiet. I'm not sure what happened before he arrived on the ship or what happened after I left. I just know it wasn't good. He was stuck with the Captain J and as you can imagine that couldn't have been good." Quatre swallowed. "J *felt* mean...he *felt* wrong. Bad. I just know that man would and probably did something bad to Heero and not just because I saw some of the mistreatment first hand."
Duo nodded and the group lapsed into silence except for the crunching of leaves.
It was then during the silence Heero decided to grace everyone with his awakened attention.
He first blinked sleepily and moved his arms and legs, much to the alarm of Duo who now had a much harder time holding him. After assured that he could move, for the most part anyway, he noticed that he was no longer alone and that someone was in fact holding him. The thought of someone holding him, though, to his mind frame was absurd....who would hold him? Certainly not Captain J. Jerking his head up he was greeted with wide, bright violet eyes looking at him from only a few inches away. Surprised and slightly alarmed at the closeness of the boy he pushed away causing him to fall to the ground.
"W-wh-who" Heero cleared his throat, his voice was horse from disuse. "Who are you?"
The braided boy smiled down at him. "I'm Duo of Magalan and your Heero right?"
"Y-yes...how did you know?" He felt his tong get stuck on the side of his parched mouth as he gazed up at the lordling. He was tall at least taller than himself, or was that just because he was on the forest floor? In any case the boy was dressed nicely in black clothing the material was obviously not for work. His hair was back in a tight braid making Heero more self conscience on his own appearance and knotty hair. Last Duo had a black purple earring loop hanging on his right lob.
"I told him Heero." Quatre walked over to the floored boy. "Long time no see, ne?"
Heero jerked finally relising that there were more than just the violet eyed boy with him. Turning he gazed at the other boys.
The one walking over had short blond hair and wore a light pinkish purple eastern desert style of cloths. His eyes were aqua and openly innocent looking, though, he also had the appearance of being wise beyond his years. He didn't seem very tall or strong but one could never tell.
Another a few feet away was a boy much taller then the others who had a tuff of auburn hair in front of one bright green eye. He seemed a straight forward, silent type of person, not one to talk when not necessary, and seamed to give off a protective vibe around blond one. As if saying 'You touch you die'. For all his looking formal, in a way, Heero was also struck with the feeling that this one had another more dramatic side to him. One that wasn't so guarded.
The last looked like a warrior. His slick clothing and hair told him that even without glancing at the katana. Dark brown-black eyes seemed to pierce everything he saw with a glance, but other wise he seemed like a calm, intellectual sort.
Done with his observations Heero turned again towards the blond one trying to place his face. He was sure he had seen him before...but where?
"...Quatre?"
" You do remember!" Quatre smiled and went to hug him but stopped when Heero leaned away and looked for all the world disgusted of the embrace.
Wufei interrupted this moment by commenting on how the sky was beginning to darken and seemed to promise rain.
Duo kneeled down. "Can you walk, or should I carry you again?"
Heero looked at Duo for a moment, before shaking his head. "I'm fine." And with that stood up only to see the world once more decide to spin on without him.
Duo watched Heero sway for a moment before scooping him up in the damsel-in-distress carry again. "I think you need to relax for a while."
"I am perfectly capable at walking myself!" Heero glared and struggled, shoving his arms against Duo's chest.
Duo held onto Heero tightly, he was positive this boy couldn't walk a foot himself at the moment. "Yeah, sure! For about ten seconds before you find yourself out cold on the forest floor again!"
"Hn!" He continued to use ever technique he knew to try and get out of the lordling's grasp, but didn't succeed unless you count having the hold tighter.
"You would so!"
"Hnn..." Heero sighed settling back winded. He wasn't going to get out of this one. 'Besides' he though drowsily, already tired from fighting Duo's embrace. 'Its not like he's J. Right?'
Quatre chuckled and walked over to Trowa's side. "Looks like things will be getting interesting."
^*^
Captain J smirked into the sea breeze. It was nice to be on the sea again, even if it wasn't for pleasure. Turning he surveyed the crew. They were all there. Most from his last trip and other referred by those he knew had joined.
It had been nearly five days. Five long days sense his slave had escaped. He turned and slammed his fist into the splintery wood glaring out to his mistress, the sea, before allowing his scowl to melt into a cruel smile. He would get him back. Of that J was certain. The little Atlantian slave would be his once again, and once he was...he would know his place once and for all.
^*^
Heero woke with a gasp and jerked up before allowing himself to fall bonelessly back down the strange softness of the object he was laying on. Looking at it threw the corner of his eye he let his sleep fuzzed mind drift over the pattern. It looked quilted with light blues and dark blacks and grays mingling in it. His mind mulled over this before wondering were exactly he was. This most definitely wasn't J's bed and the last thing he remember was being carried by someone?
Then as if a light was turn on he remember and sat up looking around nervously incase someone had been watching him. But the room was empty except for a small, painfully small in his eyes, glass of water. Grabbing it he drank it greedily feeling the water slid down the corners of his lips and let it run over his dry tong and throat.
His thirst somewhat fixed he stood up using the bedpost for support, still not feeling good enough to try and move quickly.
The blue eyed boy rubbed his hand threw his salted hair and jerked his hand back slightly bewildered. The greasy locks of his hair felt shorter, looking down and saw that it was indeed gone. Glowering at the room his eyes rested on the large reflective surface on the other side of the room. He inspected it.
On its surface showed a short, wild haired boy with flat Persian blue eyes and was wearing an overly large pair of white cotton pajamas that hung from his arms and legs. As he peered into it, gradually creeping closer, he noticed that the boy now to was moving. Somewhat stiffly, much like himself.
Heero frowned. What was that thing? It seemed to be showing him himself, as if in a pool. But how could anyone get water to stand that upright?(1) So engrossed by his discovery he didn't hear the door creek open.
^*^
Duo pranced down the halls. As predicted his parents, Lady Dorothy and Sir Solo, had agreed to let Heero stay. It wasn't like they didn't have enough room and food was plentiful enough.
Smiling he nodded to Quatre, who was currently beating Wufei at chess, stopping only to tell them that Heero was indeed staying before continuing on his way to where the said boy was staying.
They had cut the blue eyed boys hair earlier do to some entanglements but didn't want to wash him while he was unconscious thinking that it would be impolite and a great annoyance to the other boy to do so, so instead he had arranged a maid to draw some bath water. Opening the door to his room as quietly as he could, incase the Atlantian was asleep, the braided boy peeked in. There standing just to the far left of the door was Heero. The boy seemed to be having a staring contest with the mirror, his eyes wide in amazement and his hands caressing the smooth surface.
The heir of Magalan smiled to himself, mirrors were now fairly well known but some still found them amazing or didn't know what it was.
The one Heero had found was a sleek with a bronze rimed that hung on a corner of the room by his wardrobe. Chuckling Duo announce his presence by saying, "Narcissus doesn't suit you, Heero."(2)
Notes-
1. Ummmm....yeah....Heero doesn't know what a mirror is. n_n;; I had to put something like that in there, impulse.
2. Narcissus (nar-SISS-us) Handsome guy who was caused to fall in love with his own reflection in a pool for breaking the heart of a suitor. The nymph Echo fell in love with him but could not adequately express her passion because she had been condemned only to repeat the words of others. Her adoration unrequited, she wasted away until only her voice remained. Narcissus also languished beside the pool, dying either from starvation or excessive self-love. *cough cough* (http://216.237.150.140/greek_resources/greek_encyclopedia/greek_entry.html )
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C&C loved
Author: Munchkin
Archived: Fanfiction.net, you actually want it? Fine, just tell me where it is
Warnings: OOC (strongly most likely) Angst, future 2x1/1x2, 3+4/3x4, Hilde+5 (one way), umm... Dorothy+Solo (noted)
Author Notes: *sighs* I couldn't write with the original chapter. I hated it. So here is the revised chapter. The beginning is the same the ending and farley the middle I believe is completely different.
Also if you e-mailed me in the past umm....3 months or so and I haven't written back. Its either b/c my computer ate your letter or it didn't send my reply. I swear my computer is evil and I apologies.
Thanks: Misuzu, WildfireFriendship, Katie, and, zenillusion For thinking the orig. was good.
^_^ enjoy!
Disclaimer: Own 'em? I think not....darn and here I was having delusions that I DID!
"So Quatre, how do you know him?' Duo asked, Heero still held securely in his arms.
The group walked down the side path towards Castle Magalan watching their steps for traps and making small talk, sense there was no need to hurry quiet yet.
"Well, you know how I told you I had been from Atlantis? And how I'd been sold to Mr. Winner?" Quatre glanced over at Duo.
"Yeah? So?"
"He was on that ship with me. From what I could gather if Atlantis hadn't sunk he would have been a Cosmos warrior(1)."
"Cosmos?"
"Gods Duo! I swear nothing anyone says ever stays in that thick scull of yours!" Wufei turned around from his position in front of Duo while the said boy stuck out his tong. "Quatre told us a year ago about all of this!"
"Don't mind him, Duo." Trowa added. "It can be a hard thing to remember, much less believe sometimes."
"Yes, that's right." Quatre nodded. "Be nice Wufei. Anyway, Cosmos is some sort of magical ability infused with most of the islands residence. I myself have a Crystal heart which means I have a heart the see's threw all.
It means that I can tell what others are feeling and what they are like."
"Ok.....so you have a clear heart...but what does that have to do with this guy?" Duo asked as he sifted Heero's weight. "What do you know about him?"
"Not much, he was very quiet. I'm not sure what happened before he arrived on the ship or what happened after I left. I just know it wasn't good. He was stuck with the Captain J and as you can imagine that couldn't have been good." Quatre swallowed. "J *felt* mean...he *felt* wrong. Bad. I just know that man would and probably did something bad to Heero and not just because I saw some of the mistreatment first hand."
Duo nodded and the group lapsed into silence except for the crunching of leaves.
It was then during the silence Heero decided to grace everyone with his awakened attention.
He first blinked sleepily and moved his arms and legs, much to the alarm of Duo who now had a much harder time holding him. After assured that he could move, for the most part anyway, he noticed that he was no longer alone and that someone was in fact holding him. The thought of someone holding him, though, to his mind frame was absurd....who would hold him? Certainly not Captain J. Jerking his head up he was greeted with wide, bright violet eyes looking at him from only a few inches away. Surprised and slightly alarmed at the closeness of the boy he pushed away causing him to fall to the ground.
"W-wh-who" Heero cleared his throat, his voice was horse from disuse. "Who are you?"
The braided boy smiled down at him. "I'm Duo of Magalan and your Heero right?"
"Y-yes...how did you know?" He felt his tong get stuck on the side of his parched mouth as he gazed up at the lordling. He was tall at least taller than himself, or was that just because he was on the forest floor? In any case the boy was dressed nicely in black clothing the material was obviously not for work. His hair was back in a tight braid making Heero more self conscience on his own appearance and knotty hair. Last Duo had a black purple earring loop hanging on his right lob.
"I told him Heero." Quatre walked over to the floored boy. "Long time no see, ne?"
Heero jerked finally relising that there were more than just the violet eyed boy with him. Turning he gazed at the other boys.
The one walking over had short blond hair and wore a light pinkish purple eastern desert style of cloths. His eyes were aqua and openly innocent looking, though, he also had the appearance of being wise beyond his years. He didn't seem very tall or strong but one could never tell.
Another a few feet away was a boy much taller then the others who had a tuff of auburn hair in front of one bright green eye. He seemed a straight forward, silent type of person, not one to talk when not necessary, and seamed to give off a protective vibe around blond one. As if saying 'You touch you die'. For all his looking formal, in a way, Heero was also struck with the feeling that this one had another more dramatic side to him. One that wasn't so guarded.
The last looked like a warrior. His slick clothing and hair told him that even without glancing at the katana. Dark brown-black eyes seemed to pierce everything he saw with a glance, but other wise he seemed like a calm, intellectual sort.
Done with his observations Heero turned again towards the blond one trying to place his face. He was sure he had seen him before...but where?
"...Quatre?"
" You do remember!" Quatre smiled and went to hug him but stopped when Heero leaned away and looked for all the world disgusted of the embrace.
Wufei interrupted this moment by commenting on how the sky was beginning to darken and seemed to promise rain.
Duo kneeled down. "Can you walk, or should I carry you again?"
Heero looked at Duo for a moment, before shaking his head. "I'm fine." And with that stood up only to see the world once more decide to spin on without him.
Duo watched Heero sway for a moment before scooping him up in the damsel-in-distress carry again. "I think you need to relax for a while."
"I am perfectly capable at walking myself!" Heero glared and struggled, shoving his arms against Duo's chest.
Duo held onto Heero tightly, he was positive this boy couldn't walk a foot himself at the moment. "Yeah, sure! For about ten seconds before you find yourself out cold on the forest floor again!"
"Hn!" He continued to use ever technique he knew to try and get out of the lordling's grasp, but didn't succeed unless you count having the hold tighter.
"You would so!"
"Hnn..." Heero sighed settling back winded. He wasn't going to get out of this one. 'Besides' he though drowsily, already tired from fighting Duo's embrace. 'Its not like he's J. Right?'
Quatre chuckled and walked over to Trowa's side. "Looks like things will be getting interesting."
^*^
Captain J smirked into the sea breeze. It was nice to be on the sea again, even if it wasn't for pleasure. Turning he surveyed the crew. They were all there. Most from his last trip and other referred by those he knew had joined.
It had been nearly five days. Five long days sense his slave had escaped. He turned and slammed his fist into the splintery wood glaring out to his mistress, the sea, before allowing his scowl to melt into a cruel smile. He would get him back. Of that J was certain. The little Atlantian slave would be his once again, and once he was...he would know his place once and for all.
^*^
Heero woke with a gasp and jerked up before allowing himself to fall bonelessly back down the strange softness of the object he was laying on. Looking at it threw the corner of his eye he let his sleep fuzzed mind drift over the pattern. It looked quilted with light blues and dark blacks and grays mingling in it. His mind mulled over this before wondering were exactly he was. This most definitely wasn't J's bed and the last thing he remember was being carried by someone?
Then as if a light was turn on he remember and sat up looking around nervously incase someone had been watching him. But the room was empty except for a small, painfully small in his eyes, glass of water. Grabbing it he drank it greedily feeling the water slid down the corners of his lips and let it run over his dry tong and throat.
His thirst somewhat fixed he stood up using the bedpost for support, still not feeling good enough to try and move quickly.
The blue eyed boy rubbed his hand threw his salted hair and jerked his hand back slightly bewildered. The greasy locks of his hair felt shorter, looking down and saw that it was indeed gone. Glowering at the room his eyes rested on the large reflective surface on the other side of the room. He inspected it.
On its surface showed a short, wild haired boy with flat Persian blue eyes and was wearing an overly large pair of white cotton pajamas that hung from his arms and legs. As he peered into it, gradually creeping closer, he noticed that the boy now to was moving. Somewhat stiffly, much like himself.
Heero frowned. What was that thing? It seemed to be showing him himself, as if in a pool. But how could anyone get water to stand that upright?(1) So engrossed by his discovery he didn't hear the door creek open.
^*^
Duo pranced down the halls. As predicted his parents, Lady Dorothy and Sir Solo, had agreed to let Heero stay. It wasn't like they didn't have enough room and food was plentiful enough.
Smiling he nodded to Quatre, who was currently beating Wufei at chess, stopping only to tell them that Heero was indeed staying before continuing on his way to where the said boy was staying.
They had cut the blue eyed boys hair earlier do to some entanglements but didn't want to wash him while he was unconscious thinking that it would be impolite and a great annoyance to the other boy to do so, so instead he had arranged a maid to draw some bath water. Opening the door to his room as quietly as he could, incase the Atlantian was asleep, the braided boy peeked in. There standing just to the far left of the door was Heero. The boy seemed to be having a staring contest with the mirror, his eyes wide in amazement and his hands caressing the smooth surface.
The heir of Magalan smiled to himself, mirrors were now fairly well known but some still found them amazing or didn't know what it was.
The one Heero had found was a sleek with a bronze rimed that hung on a corner of the room by his wardrobe. Chuckling Duo announce his presence by saying, "Narcissus doesn't suit you, Heero."(2)
Notes-
1. Ummmm....yeah....Heero doesn't know what a mirror is. n_n;; I had to put something like that in there, impulse.
2. Narcissus (nar-SISS-us) Handsome guy who was caused to fall in love with his own reflection in a pool for breaking the heart of a suitor. The nymph Echo fell in love with him but could not adequately express her passion because she had been condemned only to repeat the words of others. Her adoration unrequited, she wasted away until only her voice remained. Narcissus also languished beside the pool, dying either from starvation or excessive self-love. *cough cough* (http://216.237.150.140/greek_resources/greek_encyclopedia/greek_entry.html )
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