Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Legend of Shinigami and the Angel of Death ❯ The Reunion...? ( Chapter 6 )

Title: Legend of Shinigami and the Angel of Death 6/?
Author: Makiko Igami
Archive: http://www.yaoi.rulestheweb.com
http://www.gwaddiction.com/levlair/
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/src.php?auth=58906
Category: AU, Supernatural
Rating: this chapter... PG? May go up soon...
Pairings: It might take a whole chapter to put all in here... but main: 1x2
Warnings: Yaoi, a bit angst, ... more to come
Spoilers: Since this is AU... none.
Summary: My version of the Legend of Atlantis, mixed with the characters of Gundam Wing. Heero is an ex-slave who is to marry his ex-masters daughter Relena. But one day on the market he meets somebody whom fate sent him...
Notes&Comments: My first try on a AU... I always liked the legend of Atlantis... I kinda make my own one up here, it may not fit into the ones you know... And I don't know exactly what might happen further on...
*looks at muses who lie bound in the corner, glaring at the author* ^^;; I know you only wanted your best, but you two always work on the wrong stories! *glares at them*
Anyways, it took me a VERY long time to update this and I wrote this completely on my new laptop, that I bought solely for writing... and as a failsafe-thing when my usual computer refueses to work. ^^;;
Please don't hit me too hard.

"..." spoken words
'...' thoughts
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The market of Atlantis was just as busy as ever, and nobody paid much attention to what anyone else did. The only thing that mattered to them was their own business. Especially for one young man with a long chestnut braid and another one with short, very tousled dark brown hair.

The first one stood, rather milled among the people, his self-conscious outwards betraying the turmoil inside of him. Unseen, he snatched up an apple, chewing almost furiously on it as he remembered his discussion with his best friend the previous night.

'I'm going to prove you wrong, Quatre, you'll see it!' he muttered inside of his mind almost as some kind of mantra as his eyes scanned the people that were on the market. But he didn't spot the one he was searching for. Not yet, that is.

Said one was just approaching the market, followed closely by his uni-banged friend. He was wearing the same clothes as the night before, for the lack of enough time to change. The green tunic looked rather ragged and thus he looked more of a vagabond than the one who was searching for him. In fact he didn't even really know why he was there, just that he was about to meet the one he had fallen madly in love with.

'There you are...'

Duo's look became predatory and he threw the remnants of his apple away, just before he closed in on his prey. Heero on the other hand didn't know what happened to him. Just one heartbeat ago, he had been looking around frantically for a long flowing mane of chestnut hair and a pair of amethyst eyes and now he found himself in the close embrace of somebody who strangely resembled that person he was looking for, but was definitely male as he could easily tell by the flat chest that was pressing against his.

The worst thing about it was though: the twin of his mysterious dream-girl was kissing him flat on the mouth as if there was no tomorrow. And by the way the ground was starting to shake under him, he could not even say if it wasn't going to be the last day of Atlantis.

Rage was slowly building up inside of him as this stranger continued to kiss him, almost desperately. But also something else opened up inside of him, realization of who this stranger was. There was something strangely familiar about him, something his heart knew, his body knew better than his brain did and that it hit him: This was the girl that kissed him indeed, all these weeks ago at maybe even the exactly same place, but he couldn't really face the fact that his girl... was a boy!

Duo felt surprised that this guy didn't react in the slightest way to him. He kissed him with all his effort, pulled each and every register, but there came no reaction back. So he slowly backed away to look at the one he had searched for... maybe for all his life, as he realized just then. He somehow realized that this wasn't just some kind of prank, another affair on his list, but his mate for life. That made it hurt more that this beautiful man didn't acknowledge him. So when he finally pulled away tears shimmered in his eyes.

Quatre had been right. He couldn't stay with one person. He was bound to be a loner for his whole life, because his life mate rejected him. Duo had been so sure this would work out, that this man had seen just what he had seen, but obviously it wasn't the case. So he slowly turned away to hide the tears that were threatening to flow freely over his cheeks. And was even more surprised to feel a gentle, but calloused hand on his face.

"Are those for me?" The most beautiful male voice Duo had ever heard asked, a little softer than he had expected, but still a little coldly. If he pretended really badly, he could almost imagine seeing a smile on the stranger's face that was slightly lit by Taiyou's golden rays. Yes, he had to be the lost son of the Gods! Who else could be as ethereal as this man?

He blinked and then suddenly gathered that he was asked a question and slowly managed to nod. And to his surprise the gentle touch on his cheek continued.

"I... I thought... I thought you were a girl," Heero finally managed to say, smiling the most sheepish smile he ever did in his whole life. "I... could have never imagined... having this kind of feelings for..."

"...for a man?" Duo helped him out. "Well, mister, you really freaked me out last night with the stunts you pulled, just because I had a nice evening with my good friend Wufei..."

"I freaked YOU?" Heero snapped back, a little hurt in his pride at least. "By the gods, you have been sticking your tongue down his throat right for everyone to see!"

"Well, I'm sorry sir, but I didn't know you were a goddamned homophobe!" The long-haired man snapped back, his arms locked tightly around the other's neck still though.

"I am..." 'NOT!' Heero wanted to spit back, but somehow the word caught in his throat. He knew well that he had acted like one, maybe even worse, but now he knew that he had only been jealous. "Well, not anymore," he finally admitted, as an urge, that was older than himself, made him lean down and seal those bickering lips on his own now.

Duo gasped, totally taken aback by the sudden kiss, but he was quicker to get his wits back than Heero. Taking his chance now, he grabbed the short-haired man's head and pulled him closer, letting him nibble at his lips. While his hand dug deeper into that tousled dark mane, he felt how the other's hand came around his back and made a grab for his braid, that was still firmly in place. Heero held onto it as if it was the only thing that would keep him sane, while everything around them started to blur into nothingness. Time was eternal and so was this moment, at least for them and not even the noise around them could disturb them. But everything came to an end, much too soon for Heero's taste as his love was suddenly pulled away from him.

Duo gasped as strong hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away from something he didn't want to stop. He protested, kicked back and tried to bite the hands that held him back. His lover, who was able to see who was separating them, froze though as he realized who it was.

Long white robes with golden and silver emblems, these men were unmistakably the royal guards. What might they want from a simple vagabond, a sad dog? Then a man with a golden helmet moved over to stand in front of the long-haired young man with the remarkably violet eyes and examined just those. He nodded to his men afterwards and said out aloud, for everyone to hear, "You are arrested for posing as a threat to the stability and safety of Atlantis. You will be informed of your rights in the cell, but unless we can be shown different evidence you are going to be kept away from the rest of Atlantis for the rest of your pitiful life."

"What?!" two voices cried out in unison, although they had just had their first real conversation.

"Your services are needed by the people of Atlantis and it is your duty as a citizen to fulfill them. One word in refusal and you will be executed," the same guard said maybe even more coldly than before.

Duo just stared at him totally shocked, eyes as wide as saucers, while his gaze stayed transfixed on the almond-shaped Prussian blue eyes. The tears had left salty traces on his cheeks and it almost managed to break Heero's heart when a sad glance hit him along with the sudden realization that he didn't even know this young man's name.

"What's your name?" he called out as the guards dragged his love away from him.

Although Duo had ceased struggling so that he would not be harmed any further, he still didn't act much like he was going to come with the Royal guards completely freely. In fact, he didn't move any muscle. But then he opened his mouth.

"Duo! I'm Duo!!" he yelled desperately, hoping that whoever this guy was that he would find a way to get him out of whatever shit he had gotten himself in. But then, his perfect mate disappeared among the people of Atlantis as the guards continued to drag him away.

.oOo.

"...Duo..."

On Heero's tongue this name tasted as sweet as honey, spicier than pepper and lovelier than his favorite dish. And he knew for a fact that there was nothing that could separate them, even if it looked just like this right now.

"Duo."

As a matter of fact he felt rather funny right now. His blood was boiling inside although his fingers and toes were as cold as ice and he had a strange itching feeling right at his shoulder blades. Trowa, who had been standing just behind him, witnessing the whole drama from the kiss to the interruption by the guards and he felt how a very bad feeling made the hair on his neck stand on edge with every new event. Thus he wasn't very surprised to feel the ground shaking.

"Heero... calm down.... please...."

"Duo!"

Dark clouds started to cover the else perfect blue sky over the city of Atlantis as the green-clad man's aura became almost visible from the tension, that seemed to manifest as blue lightning around his body. The people around him sensed that of course and took several cautious steps back so they thought they could pretend they were safe. But Trowa knew better.

"Duoooooooooo~!"

As Heero started to yell, started to scream out his pain over the loss of his love, maybe of his hope, too and the ground shook. It wasn't one of the little instabilities that the people of Atlantis encountered with almost everyday, but a very serious earthquake, that managed to bring the people on the market almost immediately to their knees as they tried to stand their ground. It was as if a volcano had just erupted right under their feet, but Trowa was the only one who realized at once, what the cause for this: Heero's rage.

In fact, he wasn't even sure if this was still the serious young man he used to call his friend. He wasn't sure either what he saw right now, but one thing was for sure: Things were not what they used to be like. Heero had changed, massively, if one might say so, and the world wasn't going to be same. This earthquake might have been only the beginning and even though Trowa was no prophet, he didn't want to be around when the main even took place.

Taking a deep breath the tall man steeled himself and made his way over to the furious person who was yelling his heart out. Carefully he reached out and winced slightly as blue light hit his fingertips and hurt like the magic of electricity that was used in their household, but he didn't back away and touched Heero's shoulder lightly.

"Heero... please stop... and let's go home... Miss Relena will find a way to help you out with this.... I'm sure," he said as softly as he could with a raging... monster facing him. Heero could not be described as anything else. His eyes were gleaming with a deadly greenish light that looked absolutely unnatural to him. He swallowed hard, but yet again he held his ground against this mysterious thing his friend had turned into. "Heero... come back... just for now," he begged almost desperately.

Studying the other for a good handful of heartbeats, the threatening part of Heero's new aura slowly started to fade. "I will get him back. He is mine and belongs to nobody else," he growled with a deadly tone that made Trowa's blood freeze in his veins while the last unnatural shimmer in his eyes faded away.

Then he collapsed.

.oOo.

"Heero! Oh, Heero! Are you... Is he okay?" Relena asked the slave that was carrying her fiancé home, while trying to wipe away the tears that were staining her already dirty cheeks.

The earthquake that the now unconscious young man had been responsible for hit his home maybe the hardest. It had crumbled down to its bases, burying mostly furniture underneath it, but also the lord of the house. Mr. Darlian was dead thus making his daughter and Orphan and the head of the family.

"Hardly," Trowa replied curtly as he looked for a place to put his burden down. Although he was quite strong and even extremely scary, Heero was almost as light as a feather and it had been no problem for the almost equally built green-eyed man to carry his friend home. But he was pretty sure that Heero would not like what he saw.

He didn't ask though what happened. It was pretty clear, also because he knew that the reason for it was. So as Relena rushed to Heero's side, he took the time to check what had happened. Soon he knew every horrible detail and returned to the girl with his head hanging down in grief.

"Miss Relena... I am sorry."

"Thank you, Trowa," she said, her voice more stable than he would have expected while she looked down on the still unconscious Heero.

"If I can do anything for you..."

"You're free," he was interrupted by her voice before he could even offer his services. "I free you. You and all the other slaves of the household. I... can't stand having a slave. I want people to live from their own free will."

"But milady," the green-eyed man started to protest, but was yet again interrupted.

"No. If you want to work for me, I'll gladly hire you as a servant for a decent fee and every right a free man or woman has in the city of Atlantis, but I will not accept that you turn me down on this," she said firmly, gently rubbing the cheek of the man in her arms.

Trowa was quiet for a few moments, but then nodded in consent. "I thank you, Miss Relena."

"Please... just call me Relena," she murmured while she studied her fiancé's face. "He doesn't love me, now does he?" she asked almost sadly.

After a moment of consideration Trowa shook his head. This young woman deserved to know the truth, even if it was painful to her, but he didn't want her to pretend something that could never be true, to take refuge in her own little dream world.

"No."

Nodding, she replied, "I will free him from his oath, too. Although my father freed him from being a slave, he was still bound to this place although he felt nothing for it. I am not blind, he didn't feel anything around here," she explained. "But yesterday... when we were in this club... he acted so differently... emotionally. And although I don't like the turn of events, it is better for him to follow his heart... and nothing else."

Sadly looking down at Heero, who still showed no sign of waking up, she sobbed in one breath before she leaned down to kiss his cheek, a single tear flowing over her cheeks. "I love you. But I'll let you go. You're free... free to do whatever you want."

And this finally managed to make Heero wake up. He blinked in confusion and looked around to see where he was, but then realization and the memory of the past few moments kicked in.

"Where is Duo?"

To be continued...
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*grabs Akuma's obviously discarded gundanium turtleshell and hides*