Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Dynasty ❯ Birthday Gifts ( Chapter 1 )

Dynasty 1/??

A silent shadow crept slowly across the hallway towards the prince's quarters. The shadow was almost there, it hadn't been seen yet. Slowly, three more steps and it would be free of prying eyes. It knew it should not be here; it silently cursed itself for trying to sneak into the room at this time of day, as there were barely any shadows to veil it. Two more steps, almost there…

"Heero! There you are, I've been looking all over the palace for you. What are you doing? " A cheerful blonde slave popped out of nowhere and walked into the shadow's line of sight.

//Damn it all// Heero sighed, backing away of the shadows. He walked towards Quatre, his adviser's concubine. "Hn" was all the prince offered in response. That and a death glare. Quatre sighed tiredly. He seemed to be on the receiving end of a lot of those lately. He had been looking for the prince the entire morning and this was all he got for his troubles.

"Come on, don't be like that. Today's your birthday, smile." Quatre's smile faltered when Heero's glare intensified. He didn't know why the prince was acting like this.

"Your father wishes to see you. He'll be pretty annoyed if you keep him waiting any longer." Quatre declared with reinforced cheer before turning around and walking off. Heero followed not soon after, dreading the meeting.

It wasn't as if he were going to be scolded, quite the contrary. He was going to be given his birthday gift. Heero was pissed because he knew what that gift was-a concubine. He shuddered at the thought of having a young female slave hanging off his arm, with him every free moment, him having to have intercourse with her, having to react. The very thought of having to do that made him sick. Were he to do that with a male on the other hand…yes, he was gay. The very thought of doing something remotely sexual with a female made him nauseous.

His father would have a fit if he found out, which was why he was dreading the meeting. He was certain he would be given a female concubine. He sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time that day. //Goddess give me strength//

~__-*-__~

Heero entered his father's court, heart pounding. He found his father sitting at the throne while listening to a travelling mage. To his right his mother stood, listening keenly to what was being said. No matter how many times he saw his mother, he was always astounded at her beauty and the air of intelligence that surrounded her. He tried to listen to what the mage was saying, but he couldn't make anything out from this far away. Suddenly his father sat up abruptly, bellowing.

"THAT'S UNNATURAL, UNCALLED FOR AND UNETHICAL. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. EVEN IF IT WERE, WHO WOULD WANT A MALE TO BEAR A CHILD***?" His father bellowed at the scared Mage. His mother looked as though she was trying her hardest not to laugh at her husbands antics. She quickly walked over to her husband and began calming him down as she excused the Mage.

The pharaoh calmed as soon as he saw Heero, previous conversation all but forgotten. He smiled up at his son lovingly before dismissing all in the room but his wife. He motioned for his son to come forward.

"Come here my son. I have a surprise for you." The pharaoh smiled once again as Heero came forward. He sensed his nervousness. "You wanted to see me, father?" Heero asked monotonously, trying to hide his nervousness.

"Happy 16th birthday" This came from his mother as she stepped forward and embraced him. This calmed Heero slightly. Her embraces and words always did. She whispered into his ear "I'm sure you will love your gift," before letting him go and taking her position by his father. Heero groaned internally. //No, not you too mother//

"I think it is time for your present." His father smirked knowingly before ringing a bell. As he did so one of the guards entered, carrying a squirming mass of chestnut and silk. Heero sighed as he realised that the chestnut was hair…a lot of hair. A lot of hair meant it was a girl. His sorrow was completely forgotten as two breath-taking violet eyes were made visible. The owner of the said eyes ceased all movement when she saw the prince…for about two seconds before she kneed the guard carrying her in the groin. There was a loud crack; the guard's screams could be heard echoing through out the entire palace. He quickly dropped the bundle, kicking it in his fury.

"ENOUGH" bellowed the pharaoh. The girl tried to stand but couldn't, she was bound tightly with rope. //Great. Not only am I getting a female concubine, I'm getting one that is not here of her free will. She is beautiful though. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all// Heero thought as he walked towards the girl and unbound her. As soon as she was free, she tore off the gag in her mouth and stood. Heero gasped. She was a he! A very attractive he. Heero looked over to his mother, not missing her wink. She knew. Heero blushed.

His father stood. "Why is he bound?" he asked the fallen guard angrily.

"He tried to escape, my lord." The guard gasped out. Both his father and Heero turned back to the ~boy~ in front of them. He was glaring at the fallen guard. He then turned to the pharaoh and stood proudly. He then spoke, proudly with no fear what so ever.

" That's not true, he's lying. He bound me because I was trying to get away from him, not the palace. When you bought me you said yourself that no one was to touch me. Asshole here did more then try to touch me. You know I never lie…your highness." The violet-eyed boy looked up at the pharaoh defiantly, as if daring him to call him a liar.

The Pharaoh just sighed, much to Heero's surprise. "Yes Duo, I know you don't lie. You made that quite clear the first time I met you. I know you would not go back on your promise" he then glared at the guard. "Your punishment is death." He then bellowed "Guards" and as he said so, two guards came forward and took the man out of the room.

Heero just stood there perplexed, looking back and forth between the boy and his father. His gaze settled on his mother, whom just shrugged. "Father?" he questioned. How could this boy get away with being so insolent? He himself would've been beaten had he shown that much disrespect-at least he thought he would, he'd never done anything of the sort.

His father saw his questioning gaze and decided to answer. "Happy birthday son. I found him some time ago and decided to keep him. I thought he would be the perfect gift. I originally wanted to give you a female concubine but your mother was opposed to the idea. Meet Duo, he will be in your…erm…services. He will tell you anything else you may want to know" The Pharaoh looked flustered as he hurriedly exited the room.

Heero just stared at his back. "My services?" he looked at Duo, whom at that moment was trying to adjust his belt tighter so the cloth would not slip any further then it had. Not that it hid anything, it was practically see-though. Heero looked towards his mother "My services?" His mother just rolled her eyes at her dense son.

"Oh, for the sake of the goddess, he's your catamite!" she said rather irritably.

"My what?" Heero sputtered. "But he's male."

The Queen raised an eyebrow "So? You and I both know you prefer males. Don't look so shocked." With that said she turned and walked off. At the door she turned once more.

"Duo, I know Heero will be gentile with you, please be gentile back. And explain everything to him please." She was out the door in seconds. Heero turned to look at Duo, whom in turn had done the same.

"So. I'm guessing you're gonna want to be top, eh?" Duo asked innocently. Heero looked him up and down, then Duo's words finally sank in…he fainted.

Duo just scratched his head "was it something I said?"

Tbc

Was it okay? Please tell me

*** I just thought it would be funny to add something like this in. it will be in the story later however.