Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Just Delicious ❯ Just Delicious ( Chapter 1 )

Just Delicious

 

Warnings: Grave robbing, abuse, violence, supernatural, zombies, gore, cannibalism, death, bastardized Wufei, language, AU, OOC, dark.

Pairings: 5x2

Rating: R, or maybe NC-17, I'm never quite clear when it comes to gore.

Summary: Duo's husband always beats him, but loves his cooking. In fear of his husband's wrath, he must find a replacement dinner for him, but where will he get it?

 

“Stupid, faggot whore!” Wufei screamed, whipping his belt across Duo's face, who was cowering on the floor, remnants of a broken dish biting into his hands.

“You can't do anything right! You're lazy! Stupid! Loud! Clumsy! Slow! Annoying!” with each insult, Wufei hit his husband with the belt over his thighs, buttocks, back, stomach, feet, and arms. Duo cried a little, but did not scream. Such harsh treatment was normal in this household. If Duo had a dollar for every bone he had broken that year alone, he could afford to leave Wufei and live on his own. Right now, he was getting smacked around for dropping a dish. God forbid he did something really bad… It was safe to say that Duo no longer loved his husband, hadn't for quite sometime. But, Duo had no money and knew that nothing short of death would free him of Wufei's tyranny, but also knew that he didn't have it in him to kill another person, no matter how much he hated him. So, for now, he was stuck with his brute of a husband.

As for Wufei, he loved to eat. That was the reason why he had married Duo in the first place. Besides Wufei being a bully and Duo being rather timid, thus easy to control, Duo could cook! And since Duo did anything Wufei asked of him, great meals were plenty, and tonight was no different. Yesterday, Wufei had bought a great big piece of liver, which was his favorite, and Duo was going to cook it for dinner tonight. He couldn't wait.

After Wufei left for work, Duo put Bactine on his wounds, as usual, and started to prepare for dinner. He mixed in vegetables, spices, and herbs, and left the liver out on top of the stove to simmer for the rest of the afternoon. He then stripped out of his apron, jeans, and blue t-shirt and took a shower. The hot water felt so good on his aching flesh. Feeling more relaxed, he slipped naked into bed and took a short nap.

 

Duo woke just in time at 4:30. He put on a gray pair of sweatpants and a red shirt. He set the table and went to get the liver… but it was gone. In its place was a black cat with a single white ear and intense green eyes.

“Suri!” Duo yelled. Duo's pet stray meowed at him, licking his lips, sated by the scrumptious meal.

“Bad cat!” Suri leaped through the open window he had gotten in from. Duo fell to his knees.

“Now what am I going to do?” Duo stared at the clock. It was too late in the day to go out and buy a new one, but he had an idea.

 

The city morgue wasn't far from their house and it was just as easy breaking in as getting there. So, here he was, 4:40 in the afternoon, standing in the morgue over a recent dead body with a scalpel. But, in retrospect, he was still alive, though he wouldn't be for long if Wufei came home to find no dinner, and a dead body was just meat, really. Duo was no surgeon, but knew enough about the human body to remove a liver.

As Duo cut into the body, he was surprised to find that dead skin was a lot like plastic, and better still, it wouldn't bleed all over the place. Really, the only gross part was when he had to put on the latex gloves and slip his hand into the gaping wound he had made and look for the large, dark organ. It was a lot like sticking his hand in a bowl of cold, mushy spaghetti, but worse.

 

Wufei came home at six, as usual, and by then Duo fortunately had the liver ready. He didn't eat any himself, saying he wasn't hungry, but Wufei liked it enough that they both went to bed without incident.

 

Duo had always been a light sleeper and living with Wufei had made him even more on his toes. So, when something started to move downstairs, Duo was wide awake.

`It's only Suri,' he thought, `I closed the window but he always finds another way in.' Pots and pans clanged in the kitchen below. Duo tightened his grip on the pillow. Wufei didn't stir. The stairs creaked as something walked on them, something definitely bigger than a cat. Duo sat up, looking into the darkness beyond the open door. Shadows moved as the footsteps came closer and closer.

`It's nothing, nothing's there. I'm just imagining things or I'm really asleep.'

Suddenly, the shadows created a form and someone emerged from the doorway. It was the man from the morgue, his wound still gaping and startlingly red, greenish white pus leaking from open sores all over the ghastly white, plastic like skin.

“Liver… my liver,” the words spilled distorted from the zombie's meaty lips and decayed teeth.

“He has it!” Duo yelled, pointing at Wufei. As the thing leapt onto Wufei and bit at his neck, Duo rolled off the bed. He watched in satisfaction as Wufei screamed while the creature ripped him apart. It took only moments before Wufei stopped moving and his dripping stomach was hanging from the corpse's gnarled fingers. The specter once again disappeared into the night, its heavy weight making the stairs creak as it made its way downstairs.

 

 

 

 

Duo bit into the red-brown piece of meat with gusto. It was a bit salty, but the flavor was definitely unique. Happy mewls filled the quiet, but happy kitchen as Suri ate from his bowl that was filled with plenty of raw, red meat. In the trash bin, tan fingertips poked out. Duo smiled as he took another bite. Wufei had been right about one thing, he was a hell of a cook.

 

The End

 

Ok, I just want to make one thing clear because people have been confused about the ending: no, Duo did not suddenly submerge himself in the fine lifestyle of cannibalism. That was Wufei they were eating, not some random guy he picked up. After this, he will stop eating people, it was just a great screw you since Wufei loved Duo's cooking. I thought about making the zombie Heero, but decided that that would be an entirely different fic than the one I wanted to write and would involve some sort of nasty necrophilia relationship (nasty because Duo was the one who made the wound) and I have yet to write zombie porn. Once again, not the kind of fic this was meant to be.