Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Seed ❯ Chapter 9

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency, Bandai, etc. etc.

Chapter 10 of Demon Seed. Just more relationship angst basically. There is a limey scene between Lucrezia and Milliardo.

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Milliardo lay on his back by the fire, staring up into the clear night sky. His arms were tucked behind his head and one leg was bent at the knee the other leg laid flat. There had been nothing but silence between him and the human girl who sat by the fire as well, though she still kept her body curled up in a ball, resting her forehead on her knees. As bright and beautiful as the full moon night was to his eyes it still could not, he noticed, hold his attention from Lucrezia as his eyes drifted to the lithe, waif like form for the countless time that night. He did not understand why he felt the need to break the silence, or even why he was so curious as to hear her voice.

"The night sky looks much better then the ground. Why don't you raise your head and look up at it."

She lifted her head but would only look into the flames of the fire. When she did speak he noticed her voice was soft with a husky tone; he found it very comforting. "Nothing looks beautiful to me anymore for all I can see is my impending death."

Milliardo sat up and rested his arms on both of his bent knees as he pitched a small twig into the fire. "Perhaps my cousin will have a change of heart and let you live." It wasn't the right thing to say, he knew, but it was all he could think of. He caught his breath somewhat when this time she did look at him, her eyes flashing with hate and pain.

"You care as little as he so please save your words and do what you wish with me. For at least when it is over and I am dead then my suffering will be no more." Lucrezia then flung herself to him, her body bent so that she rested on her hands and knees, exposing the right side of her neck to him. "Please drink of me until I have no blood left. End my hell. My master will forgive you, in fact he will no doubt be glad that he is rid of me."

Milliardo was shocked somewhat, but quite taken as his bloodlust set in and his fangs began to protrude from his gums. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her closer to him, baring his razor sharp canines. Lucrezia closed her eyes and remained perfectly still a single tear ran down her cheek as she whispered to Milliardo to kill her once again. His eyes, yellowed slits, now graced over her face and noticed the tear. He had seen many women cry before, several in fact in his own arms while he drank their blood and ravaged them, so then why was this woman's single tear effecting him so strongly?

With a clenched jaw and determination not to shake Lucrezia waited for the stabbing pain of the double prick that had become second nature to her. But instead of the sensation of two pins in her neck, she felt a warm wetness upon her cheek. She snapped open her eyes to see that Milliardo had licked her tear away and his eyes were drilling into hers, eyes that she swore were the clearest blue she had ever seen.

She caught her breath and swallowed hard, feeling her heart beating rapidly beneath her ribs. She smoothed a hand down his cheek and found that she was speaking to him in a hushed tone. "You are beautiful."

He replied with a ghost of a smile. "Lucrezia."

They then kissed, quite passionately, and Milliardo smoothed his hand down to her waist until its arm was around it. His other hand was still entwined in her hair but instead of grasping it tightly he tugged gently, using the force along with his own body weight to lower Lucrezia gently onto the grass.

Thirty feet away, resting high upon a branch of a tree sat Treize. An evil smirk drew across his lips as he watched his cousin and the human female begin to make love. And so, dear cousin, is the beginning of your downfall. He pursed his lips to conceal his laughter. It will only be a matter of time, Milliardo, only a matter of time.

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Trowa found he could not let go of his lord and even felt tears begin to well up into the corners of his eyes. "You are alive your majesty, Duomond's heir has survived."

Duo remained in the man's embrace, frozen and unsure of what to do, fortunately Hildie was ever the one for action. "Get off him you pervert!" She screamed, grabbing the man's tawny bang that fell over one eye, jerking back his head before delivering a close-fisted blow that knocked the unprepared, unaware man onto his rear. She knelt by Duo and pulled him to her chest, her arms around him.

Holding a hand to his wounded cheek, Trowa began to explain. "No, miss, it's not what you think. I am but a lowly servant sworn into the service of the rightful ruler of the second kingdom. True, the late king died many years ago, but I fully believe that his son is none other then the young man you hold in your arms."

"Duo? A prince?" Hildie felt herself blushing slightly noticing for the first time that she was in fact holding Duo to her body, his head pressed firmly to her breasts. She looked down and loosened her grip but noticed that her lifelong friend was not moving away from her, but in fact, had his ear and nose snuggled even deeper into her chest, his arms around her tightening. She grew angry from the embarrassment more then his touch and in a normal reaction she boxed his ears. "Prince or not that doesn't mean you can grope me!"

"Owe! Hildie! That hurt!" He held his hands over his ears. "Prince? What are you talking about? Who's a prince?"

Hildie rolled her eyes and grabbed Duo's collar. "This man here is claiming you're the rightful heir to the second kingdom. Weren't you listening?"

To tell the truth my mind was preoccupied by other thoughts. But Duo chose to keep that bit of information to himself, not wanting to face Hildie's wrath once again.

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Heero ran a hand through his hair and tried to step away, but the grip that Relena had on his elbow prevented him turning from her.

"Tell me the truth about how you feel towards me, Heero, and, I'll, I'll confess my own truths to you. I, I love you."

Heero sighed and crossed his arms, wishing Relena had said anything but those three words. He closed his eyes, no longer being able to take the hurt and wounded look that were in hers, but neither could he bring himself to admit his feelings either, so instead, he raised his voice. "Stop with all of your annoying words! I swear you get on my last nerve and then some! You're nothing but a foolish child with foolish dreams and I'm not the man who can, or even wants to make those dreams come true! I curse the day I met you Eena and I want nothing more to do with you!" He yanked off his money pouch that was on his belt and flung it to her feet. "Take all that is there and consider our agreement null and void!"

He studied her features expecting any second to see her tears and hear her sobbing cries, but once again she threw him for a loop and simply stood before him, staring right back at him a small smile on her full lips, lips that Heero's mind remembered kissing not so long ago; he pushed the memory down into his subconscious.

Relena cocked one eyebrow. "You're lying. I know you are, but don't worry, I'll not pressure you, for one day you will admit you love me and then, it will be you who will be pursuing me."

"Nonsense. I can have any woman I set my mind to having, I am, after all irresistible to the opposite sex."

Relena snorted a laugh. "To be rivaled only by you arrogance."

"And you're not arrogant in your own right? Me pursuing you one day, ha! That is a laugh."

"True, perhaps you will never want me in such a way, but then, there are other men out there, right? Yes, I think eventually I may fall out of love with you and into love with someone else."

Heero internally grimaced a moment at the thought of her finding another, he didn't like that idea one little bit, but he wasn't going to back down from his stance, for it was his pride that was at stake and a vampire's pride was more important then his very life.

"I already feel sorry for whoever that may be." He saw her lips turn into a small frown and he knew he had taken his words too far yet again.

Relena opened her mouth to speak but Wufei, who was yelling for Heero to come back to camp, overtook her voice.

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Under the lover's moon, bathed only in the white light of its rays, two lovers, one of vampire blood and the other of human flesh, joined together, in one body, one mind and one spirit. The human, the woman, clung tightly to the man, who's own mother had been as his lover, yet while he had learned only contempt and hatred for the one who gave him life, this human girl he held in his arms, he found himself suddenly loving more then life itself. Fate is cruel, he thought, mercilessly cruel.

He gasped a moan as he felt her nails dig into his back, just as his own fingertips dug deeper the flesh of her hips, holding her to him as tightly as she held him inside of herself; they moved together as if they had been lovers for many a year.

"Milliardo," His lover spoke softly, "please, free me from my life. I, can never, return to what, I, was even, if I, live. Please, and I, will stay, by your side for, as long as, you wish it. I, love you."

He shuttered at her request, knowing it was forbidden to bring one who had no trace of vampire blood across. Could he defy his father? Why should he care, his father carried no real love for him, but this woman, this human female instilled in him feelings he had never felt. She was all that mattered now, not his father, or his sister, or Treize. He only needed Lucrezia and only her companionship and love could ever satisfy him now.

He shrieked a cry as he came, whipping back his long platinum blonde mane that sprayed both of their bodies with his sweat and tears. He then looked down upon her face, her breathing heavy, her eyes half closed though they still pleaded with him to do her bidding. He gave her a smile and lowered himself down upon her once again, baring his fangs once more as he gave into her request and drank her blood, draining her until there was nothing but a mere trace. Then he rolled over onto his back, taking his newfound love with him and brought up his right index finger to his chest and with its nail he sliced into his skin a small cut from his shoulder to his clavicle.

And, once more he grasped her hair gently and she gave no resistance as he lowered her head to the laceration. Her tongue darted out and snaked along the trail of red and once she had gathered it in her mouth she swallowed his life's blood feeling as if pure fire was trailing down her gullet. She clutched her throat and gasped for air and began to convulse. Milliardo clung to her tightly, holding her down upon his chest, soothing her with reassurance that the pain would soon be all but a memory.

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After the excitement of the night had died down and Duo finally accepted that, he was in fact, a long lost prince, the group of travelers ate and then settled down for the night. Heero lay awake however, not intending to go to sleep at all, but merely waiting until his companions were asleep so that he could make his way once again along the path of a loner.

He rose from his sleeping spot and rolled up the blanket with every intention of just walking away and never looking back, yet as his eyes caught the sleeping form of Relena, he found himself drawn to where she lay. He knelt down beside her and ran his fingers down her face, tracing the line of her cheek and nose and finally her lips.

"Damn you." He whispered. "My life was how I wanted it, but then you turned it all around, made me think, and gave me a conscious, neither of what I want. My leaving is best, Relena. I know you will not disappoint Wufei and you will work hard, and soon your skills with the sword will be as sharp as your tongue." He felt himself smiling, her fearless determination he would never forget, neither would he forget her sea blue eyes, nor the taste of her soft lips. Get over it Yuy and move on will you? Just leave and don't ever think of her again.

He chose to do what his mind told him to and he rose to leave, but not before leaning over Relena for the last time and kissing her mouth softly, breathing upon her lips the words, I love you, feeling confident that she could not hear him in her deep slumber. But as he walked away Relena opened her eyes, and this time she did not force back her tears, chocking softly. "I love you too, Heero."

TBC...