Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam X-Win ❯ 07 ( Chapter 7 )

Gundam X-Win

07

By Devon Masterson-Bond

AN: Case anybody cares I am southern so I am going to use some of the phrasing that some people around here use

"Get away from him," Trowa replied staring at dark haired woman.

"I ain't going nowhere `til I straighten this out," she remarked still holding Duo protectively. She had no plans to leave her young ward, even if they did not mean any harm to him. She knew that much from when she drained Duo and Heero's energy. That was her genetic gift, the ability to steal information from someone's DNA. Not only could she take their powers and energy, but also she could see into their minds. From Duo and Heero's memories she knew that Quatre and Trowa were friends, but also knew her situation did not look good right now. She needed to make it out of this alive so she could take her revenge.

"I won't tell you again," Trowa replied.

Lucy pulled Duo to her closer. "It's been fun but I reckon we'll have to tangle another time, sugar," she replied.

"No!" Quatre yelled out as Duo and dark haired woman's forms flashed out of existence.

Trowa scrunched his face at the smell of sulfur. "Damn."

Quatre turned away and lifted Heero and Catherine with his mind. "We'll get Catherine and Heero inside then use Zero to find Duo. Someone sent that assassin after him and I think we need to find out who and why."

"I don't like this. How did they know he was here?" Trowa asked.

"They must be watching," Quatre answered

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Lucy appeared in her safe house and laid Duo down on the bed gingerly. "You should be safe right here sugar," she said as she smoothed back his hair affectionately with her gloved hand. "It's been a long while and you're sprouted up. You handled yourself mighty fine in our fight, but you still have a ways to go. Treize is going to pay for this. That sneaky bullfrog knew exactly what he was doing. My dealings with him are over, but first I'm going to have to get you out of here and find Vicky."

"Quatre…can…help," Duo said breathlessly as his eyes opened.

Lucy smiled. "I'm sure he can, sugar, but right now your boyfriend is a little to ornery to deal with. I'll let him cool a spell if he doesn't find me first. You and Heero minds' have told me quite a bit. Rest now and I'll make you some cocoa like I used to…"

"And cornbread?" he asked smiling just before flinching in pain.

"Yes, sugar, what southerner doesn't always have cornbread about," she answered and as she left the room. "I'll bring you something for the pain too." She closed the door behind her and looked at her watch. She knew it would not be long before Quatre found her. Fortunately her safe house was designed with telepaths in mind. It would take him at least two days to narrow her location down exactly and by then she would have a plan to deal with him and take out Treize.

"He's using them and me," she thought as she balled her fist in anger. Images from Duo's mind lingered in her subconscious. They would always be with her as though she experienced them first hand.

"Sit down, Duo," Treize said casually from his seat by the fire.

Duo sat down and looked at Trieze with wide eyes. This was the first time he had ever been asked to Mr. Treize's office alone. Always he and Victoria would come together see what they're savior needed of them. There was never anything to great to ask. He looked after them and gave them shelter. He did not look at them as freaks and treated them like…humans.

"You look nervous, relax. I won't bite," Treize laughed, "or perhaps this will help." He stood and walked behind Duo then placed his hands on his shoulders. He rubbed them gently as if to smooth the tension away.

Duo's eyes drifted shut at the calm movements. "Yes, Mr. Treize?"

"I was speaking with your tutors and I understand you're coming along quite well in your studies. You and Victoria are the best students Septum has ever had. I understand you even developed a device so that you can go out in the day time…an appearance modifier you call it?"

"Modulator," Duo corrected then pulled away in embarrassment. "Forgive me, Mr. Trieze."

Trieze pulled him closer to him. "Don't worry about it. I do make mistakes, my dear Duo," he smiled looking into large amber eyes. Her fingered a lock of blue hair and admired it. "How long have you been with me, Duo?"

Duo flushed from the thoughtful touch and looked away shyly only to have Trieze tilt his head back towards him. "Four and half years."

"And you've grown so much," Treize complimented letting his eyes wander over the seventeen year old's body. "You turning into a man."

"Mr. Treize?" Duo asked flushing even more furiously in his blue face. He did not know that Mr. Trieze was attracted to men. He had always seen him take notice of women, especially his sister as she blossomed. He had always been jealous, but glad at least one of them made Mr. Treize happy, but this was beyond his wildest dreams. He was more than willing to give himself to the man who saved him.

"Such a beautiful young man," Treize whispered just before placing his lips on top of Duo's. A smile creeped into Treize's mind as he felt how yielding the young man was to please him just like Victoria was. He would have them both, mind, power, and body; the things a man desired. "Duo, do I have your permission?"

Amber eyes widened in gratefulness and shock. "I want this," he answered.

Treize smiled, "So do I…"

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Duo lay dazed in Treize's arms breathing contently. He never knew that intimacy could be so…pleasurable. The feeling was indescribable and he did not want it to end.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Treize asked basking his lover's after glow.

Duo nodded his head not knowing what to say initially. "Mr. Treize," he asked quietly.

"Yes," Treize answered. He was curious was at what the young man was about to ask in reference to his first consensual sexual experience.

"Can we do this again?"

Treize smiled at the realization that his knew partner had a rather healthy libido. "Right now or later?"

"Both," he answered.

"That can be arranged," Trieze replied just before hungrily kissing the young man.

A year later…

Duo twiddled his braid in frustration as he worked on his assignment. There had to be away to solve his power problem in the modulator. He came up with the idea of making a solar capacitor, but making one so small was proving to be a feat unto itself. There had to be away to store enough energy to last twelve hours in case he was caught outside at night. Even under the cloak of darkness, he could not afford to be without his disguise. He lived in New York City, the place practically never slept. "The OZ files," he said mostly to himself. There was nothing like the time honored scientific way of doing things, build off someone else's work. There had to be someone doing something similar.

"What do we have here?" he asked curiously as he began reading. His brow furrowed as he read the content. It was about the Genocian project. Treize told him that he as going to start a colony for mutants on the island, however the information was going along a different theme, slavery. "This can't be right?" He had heard murmurs and rumors here and there about Treize, but he always dismissed them, especially when Victoria took on the role as Lady Une, spokeswoman for OZ. Victoria would never sponsor such a thing, not after what they faced in the circus. Trieze would never hide anything from them, especially him. They had been secret loves for a year now. Treize came to him every night and he never mentioned such a travesty. "I'm going to get him to straighten this out."

"Well what do we have here?" a voice asked as light flooded the room.

Duo activated his modulator and turned around. "I'm working. You should knock first."

"Oh excuse me, the pup is working," the man taunted. "It must be nice to be the corporate play toy." He ran his hand across Duo's shoulder then gasped in pain. "Let me go."
Duo tightened his grip on the man's wrist. No one was to ever touch him except Victoria, Trieze, and Mama Lucy. "Never touch me again," he hissed before pushing the man away.

The man narrowed his eyes as he held his wrist. "I guess some of us don't need collars to be enslaved."

Duo paused as more aspects of the report he had been reading seemed to be coming about. It could not be true. He turned to the man and sneered. "You better get a look at that wrist I don't think you'll be using it for awhile."

"Just so you know, you're not the only one he's banging," the man smirked as Duo left.

"Whatever," Duo said lowly as he teleported out. He had no time for petty games. As he appeared in Treize's cloakroom, a thought struck him. How did that guy know about him and Treize? A lump seized in his throat as he thought Victoria, did she know? Now there was one more thing that he and Treize had to talk about. He raised his knuckles to knock on the door the way he always did.

"Oh Treize," a femine voice suddenly called out in pleasure causing Duo's heart to sink.

Duo balled his fist in anger as he recognized the scent. Everything was suddenly clear why Treize never stayed the night with him, why he always wanted him to appear in the cloak room first, why Victoria seemed to have a greater adoration for Treize than before. He teleported back to his room then punched the mirror in anger. "It's all true. He's been using me the whole time! Damn him," he screamed as he threw his fit.

xxx

Relena groaned as she sat up gingerly. "I feel horrible," she moaned as she placed her hand to her head.

"Here drink this," Trowa suggested as he handed her a glass.

"What is it?" she asked taking the glass.

"Don't ask," he replied. "Just drink."
"Hmm." Blue eyes looked unsure then took a deep swallow. It actually tasted rather good. "How's Quatre? He's blocking me."

"Not good. He's been at it with the Zero system all night."

"I've been out that long?" she asked in disbelief. Trowa nodded. "What about Catherine and Heero?"

"They are out looking for leads," he answered.

"I'm going to go talk to him," she said as she stood up slowly. She felt a bit unsteady after being paralyzed for ten hours.

"Good luck."

"Aren't you coming with me?" she asked.

"No," he answered.

"He's your best friend and we all grew together," she pleaded. "He needs you now."

Trowa looked at her intensely. He and Quatre had been friends long to know when to leave alone and went to push. "If he wants to talk, he can reach me."

"I can't believe you," she said as she stalked the room angrily.

"Relena." He called just before she left the room.

"Yes?"

"Don't forget to bob and weave," he replied as he opened a book to where he left off.

"Oh thanks," she said sarcastically before leaving the room.

©2002 Devon Masterson-Bond

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