Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Souls ❯ Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own the G boys, I just borrow them to play with from time to time and return them relatively undamaged... honest... :)

Rating: NC 17, Angst, Yaoi, Sap, masturbation, sad in parts, LEMON.

Pairings: 3x4, 2xH, 5+S, OCx2, eventual 1x2x1

Notes: Set 2 years after Endless Waltz. The pilots have all gone their separate ways but still keep in touch. Duo is with Hilde on L2 but cannot forget Heero.

" Lost Souls "

May 2002 ShenLong

Part 2

Quatre exited the building from his day at Winner headquarters to find Trowa waiting for him by the car. "Where's Rashid?" he asked as he noticed the change of driver and vehicle.

"I gave him the afternoon off." he said in his quiet voice.

"Oh." said the blonde cheerfully. "So are you my new chauffeur then?" he asked playfully.

"Actually I am your new personal assistant." replied the tall ex pilot with a look of amusement on his face.

"What!" said Quatre.

"Well you have been saying you are going to get one but as yet you haven't done anything about it. You work far too much little one and I don't get nearly enough time to spend with you. Also I need a job as I'm going out of my mind with boredom at home. So I figure this way I can cover everything. You get more time off, I am not bored and we both get to spend more time together." Trowa smiled as he watched his love take in and digest all he had just said.

Quatre wasn't sure about this. He wanted Trowa to stay home and relax, after all there wasn't any need for him to work, Quatre could support them both easily. Then he looked at it from the others point of view and saw the logic there. "Okay you win." He grinned. "But don't go expecting any favors from the boss now will you?" he teased.

Trowa reached forward and stole a kiss. " I wont." he replied. "Now let me take you home, in case you have forgotten we have Sally and Wufei calling this evening for dinner."

The blonde covered his mouth with his hand. "Oh my I had forgotten."

"See already you can't do without me." said Trowa.

"Yup, your right there my love." replied Quatre "Now come here and give the boss a proper kiss."

They locked their lips in a searing kiss before Quatre broke apart. "I think you had better get me home before I try to ravish you here." he panted.

"My, my, I haven't even been on my first official day and already you are trying to get into my pants." responded Trowa coyly.

"Your wrong there my sweet." said Quatre with a glint in his eye.

"Ohh am I ?" questioned Trowa trying to look suitably offended.

"Yes you are. I don't want to get into your pants.... I want to get you out of them." he whispered seductively. Then he quickly got into the car leaving Trowa standing outside a little stunned at the normally shy blondes boldness.

Trowa recovered soon enough and jumped into the car also. Starting it up he headed for home.

Quatre saw the effect his words had on Trowa and smiled to himself. This could prove to be very interesting. Having Trowa as his personal assistant would have its advantages. He felt himself begin to harden at the thought. A soft moan escaped his lips as a vision of Trowa in his office bent over the desk invaded his mind.

Trowa, hearing the moan, glanced out of the corner of his eye and noted the Arabs distraction. Having some idea of what might be running through that head he quickly dropped one hand from the steering wheel and ran it up the inside of Quatre's thigh.

Quatre's eyes opened wide as he felt the caress and another moan escaped.

Trowa smiled wickedly and ran his hand up the thigh again, this time he went higher and brushed across the juncture of Quatre's legs.

Quatre squirmed feeling the touch. "Trowa?" he asked.

"Yes little one?" replied Trowa innocently.

"What are you doing?"

"Ummm, I'm looking for the stick shift." he said and as if to prove his point he ran his hand lightly across the hardness in Quatre's pants.

Quatre gasped at the touch. "I hate to tell you this but the car is an automatic."

"Oh. Then what's this hard shaft I can feel?" replied Trowa, once more fondling Quatre's crotch.

Quatre melted into the touch. "Oh god Trowa, if you don't know the answer to that one by now then there's no hope for you."

Trowa chuckled softly and continued to rub his hand over Quatre's clothed erection.

"Here we are." he announced as he pulled the car to a stop in front of the Winner mansion. Turning the engine off he stole a glance at Quatre's flushed face. The blonde was looking very frustrated and uncomfortable to say the least. "I think we should get showered straight away. Wufei and Sally will be here in another hour and a half." and with that he got out of the car leaving a stunned blonde still sitting there.

Quatre couldn't believe what Trowa had been doing to him on the homeward journey. His aching cock soon reminded him though. Somewhere in his mind he registered that Trowa had mentioned a shower. Quickly he grabbed his briefcase and exited the car, jogging up the steps and inside to catch up with his teasing lover.

Trowa was in what was supposed to be his room preparing for his shower when a frustrated and aroused former Sandrock pilot caught up with him. Small hands slid around his waist and pulled him tight as he struggled to get his t shirt over his head. Trowa jumped as the hands hooked the zipper of his jeans and began to tug it down.

"Not fair to tease the boss." a voice growled in his ear.

Trowa melted backwards rubbing his ass against Quatre's hips. "And just what does the boss intend to do about it?" he asked.

"Let me show you how I deal with unruly assistants." purred Quatre as he undid the button of the tight jeans and allowed the fabric to part. Quickly he slid his small hand into the depths and wrapped his fingers around the swelling flesh. Stroking lightly he felt Trowa shiver at his touch and his penis harden fully. "That's right my pretty one, stand to attention for me." he whispered into Trowa's ear and then began to rain small kisses upon his neck.

Trowa's legs felt weak and had he not been leaning into Quatre surely he would have slipped to the floor. The sensation of Quatre's hand stroking him, the thumb sliding across the head, teasing him caused him to begin to pant. "Ahhhh. More please... feels good..." he mumbled.

Quatre continued to stroke his lover bringing him closer to the edge. When he could feel Trowa's orgasm beginning to build he released Trowa's cock and pulled his hand out. Smiling evilly he said. "My is that the time? Our guests will be here soon. Sorry I can't play with you any more right now but I need to get myself ready." and with that he gave Trowa a quick kiss and left the room.

Trowa was in shock. His cock ached maddeningly, he was so close to coming and Quatre had just left him there, teetering on the brink. He blinked and shook his head. " Pay backs a bitch" he thought to himself. Gathering his mind together he went in search of his sadistic lover.

Quatre made it back to his own room and quickly stripped. Turning the shower on he dived under the warm spray knowing it wouldn't be long before his lover came looking for revenge. "Oh well that will teach him to tease me in the car" he thought and then cocked his head as he heard footsteps approaching.

Trowa heard the running water and dropping his jeans slid into the bathroom. He could see Quatre's form silhouetted against the fogged screen. With one swift movement he slid the screen door open and entered the warmth. He pushed his body up against Quatre's and grabbed him around the waist. "That's not fair to tease me like that angel." He murmured.

"Well now we are even." chuckled Quatre.

Trowa took those lips in a passionate kiss, at the same time he took the soap and sponge and began to wash Quatre. They broke apart and Trowa pushed his love so as he had access to the front of his body. He began to clean the blonde thoroughly. Soaping over his chest and toying with hard nipples, moving down over that flat stomach, past blonde curls that nested at the base of that now fully hard cock and continuing on down those soft legs conveniently ignoring the swollen shaft.

Quatre moaned as Trowa by-passed his need and then found himself turned around. The gentle soaping continued across his back and down over slim hips.

Finishing off his legs Trowa gently slid his fingers into the cleft of Quatre's buttocks. Finding the hidden entrance there he massaged the ring softly with his finger.

Quatre spread his legs slightly to give Trowa better access and placed his palms against the tile to steady himself as the sensations flooded his nervous system. Wriggling his hips he tried to back onto that teasing digit and pull it into his body.

"Not yet my sweet." murmured Trowa.

"Trowa... please. Don't torment me." panted the blonde. "I need you..."

"Patience my angel, patience. I haven't finished cleaning you yet." replied Trowa.

Quatre shuddered as Trowa dropped to his knees and turned him around. Trowa was eye to eye with Quatre's need. He watched as the Uni-banged teen licked his lips in anticipation. "What are you going to do?" he asked.

"I think I will use my mouth to wash this part of you." replied Trowa huskily and his tongue swept out for a taste of heaven.

Quatre had to grab at the tiles to stop himself from falling as Trowa's mouth enveloped his length. The sight of his cock disappearing into that sweet mouth hardened him even more. "Nnnn... Trowa. Gods what are you doing to me?" he cried.

Trowa was too busy nursing to reply so instead he applied light suction to the tip causing Quatre to moan again. He worked the blondes length into his mouth, releasing him and suckling gently then lapping at the tip. He ran his tongue along the underside before engulfing the shaft once more.

Quatre's hips began to move as he felt and watched the others attention to his sensitive flesh. Trowa's tongue was everywhere on him driving him ever closer to the edge.

Trowa reached his hand upwards and brushed lightly over Quatre's sac before delving into the cleft and finding the entrance to paradise. He quickly worked two fingers into the teen and began to stretch and prepare him, all the time his mouth continued to work its magic on Quatre's cock.

Quatre had been reduced to a whimpering mess. Trowa's ministrations supplying his body with pleasure he wasn't aware he could feel. Feeling the edge getting closer he ran a hand through his lover's wet locks. "Trowa... oh Trowa.... so good... I'm gonna.... cum..."

Trowa pulled back slightly as he felt the other tense and his inner walls clamp down on his fingers. He felt the vein begin to pulse as load upon load of Quatre's nectar left his cock to find its way down Trowa's willing throat.

Quatre began to slump as his climax began to fade. Trowa released Quatre's half hard cock from his mouth and catching the blonde before he could fall, proceeded to kiss him thoroughly.

As Quatre's senses returned he found himself turned around. Trowa pinned his arms above his head and spread his legs with his knees.

Whispering seductively in Quatre's ear Trowa said " Bend over a little for me."

Quatre complied and felt the blunt head of Trowa's cock pushing against his entrance. He wiggled a little and relaxed as he felt Trowa's head slip in past that tight ring.

Trowa pushed forward slowly, feeling Quatre's body part to allow his entrance. Sheathing himself fully in that warm moist haven he stilled for a moment to give Quatre time to adjust to his size.

Quatre moaned his readiness. "Please Trowa. I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard."

Holding onto one of Quatre's hips to steady himself Trowa began to thrust. Withdrawing until only the head remained inside he thrust back in deep and hard. Soon he was pounding the other boy to the wall.

"Oh yes... that's it baby.... more... harder... give it all to me... I need it... I want it so bad. Fuck me Trowa." screamed the blonde.

Trowa smiled to himself. No one would ever have guessed that such words could ever pass such an innocent mans lips. But Trowa knew different. This was a side to Quatre that only he knew and experienced and he wasn't about to share with anyone. He reached around and taking Quatre's reawakened cock in his hand began to pump the boy.

Too much... It was all too much for Quatre to take. Pushing his hips back and impaling himself more Quatre felt Trowa's penis brush that sweet spot inside him, twice more and the blonde was gone, tipped over the edge in a flood of passion. His seed splattering on the tiles.

Trowa continued to thrust as the Arabs inner walls clamped down on him. But try as he might the tightness and heat was too much for him. Crying out Quatre's name he released his own creamy seed deep in the other's body.

As Trowa's softening member left his body Quatre gave a moan. "If that's what a personal assistant can do for me then I should have employed one sooner." he mused.

"Only I am allowed to be your assistant Quatre." growled Trowa as he nipped the blondes shoulder.

"My, my, possessive aren't we?" giggled the blonde.

"You're mine." came the response.

"Yes I'm yours Trowa.... all yours." And he turned around to take Trowa's lips in a gentle kiss.

"We had better get moving, Wufei and Sally will be here soon." said Trowa as he reached to turn the water off.

"Yes I suppose your right." replied Quatre and wrapping the towel firmly about his hips he headed back to the bedroom to get dressed for dinner.

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"Aren't you ready yet Wufei?" called Sally.

"I'm coming onna." was the sullen reply as he walked into the lounge room.

Sally let loose a low whistle of appreciation and Wufei scowled in response. Secretly though he was pleased that she approved of his outfit.

Sally hardly ever got to see Wufei in something this good. By day he was in his Preventers uniform and when he was home he usually wore his white martial arts outfit or tank top. He felt more comfortable like that was his excuse.

Tonight he wore a pair of dark blue slacks that clung to his hips. A pale blue silk shirt complimented the pants and highlighted the bluish tinge to his raven hair. A black tailor made jacket hung loosely over his arm.

Sally wore a full length gown of pale yellow satin. The sleeves were of a fine lace and the bodice, while hugging her figure, dipped low enough to show some of her cleavage. A simple silver chain adorned her neck and a pair of silver tear drop earrings finished the display.

"Lets go or Quatre will be ringing to find out where we are." she said and led the way out to the car.

Soon they were walking up to the front entrance of Quatre's home, Rashid greeted them at the door and escorted them to the library where Trowa and Quatre awaited them with pre dinner drinks. Smiles, hugs and warm greetings were exchanged and everyone's glass filled. Rashid came in to announce that dinner was ready.

Seated around the large table the talk flowed easily, most of the conversation centering around the Preventers office and Quatre's business. By the time dessert was finished and coffee served the talk was brought back to the pilots themselves.

"So Heero will be back in town next week." said Sally.

"Yes the summit should be over by the weekend and he is due back on the Monday." replied Quatre.

"Why he insists on traveling with that woman is beyond me." stated Wufei flatly. "She's more trouble than she's worth."

"Ahh but she is an important part of the peace project between earth and the colonies Wufei." answered Sally.

"Without her as an ambassador of sorts I don't think we would have the peace and co-operation that we do now between the factions." added Quatre.

"As much as I dislike the girl I do concede that she is a vital part of the ongoing peace." said Trowa.

"But why can't Heero let someone else guard over her now. I mean he has trained the staff, they all know their jobs." stated Wufei.

"You just want him at the Preventers." chuckled Quatre.

"Well you do have to admit that his skills would be much better used by the Preventers, he is wasted serving Relena." said Wufei.

"I don't know why he stays with her but I am sure he has his reasons." spoke Trowa softly. Being a quiet reserved person himself he could relate to the silent stoic man.

"How's Duo doing up on L2?" asked Sally trying subtly to change the subject.

"He seemed to be doing okay when I was last in contact with him." said Quatre.

"Is he planning on coming down to earth in the near future?" said Wufei helping himself to another coffee.

"I'm not sure. From the information I got from Hilde the salvage yard is going very well and I don't think he could be spared any time soon." replied Quatre.

"Shame. It would be nice if he could get here around the same time as Heero then we could all catch up and discuss old times." said Wufei.

"Oh you lot." admonished Sally. "All you ever seem to want to do when you get together is reminisce. The wars are over in case you hadn't noticed and its time to move on."

"We are well aware of that fact onna." growled Wufei.

Trowa surprised them all with a quiet laugh. He suddenly found himself on the receiving end of three pairs of inquiring eyes. He stared at then all from underneath that mop of hair that insisted upon falling across his face. "What?" he asked.

"You laughed." stated Wufei.

"Can't a person laugh when they want to? I didn't think it was a crime." said Trowa quietly still wearing his smile.

"Well I love to hear you laugh Trowa." and Quatre beamed at his lover.

"I agree." stated Sally, "There has been so much grief and sadness with the wars that it's good to start to hear some laughter."

"I just found it amusing that you two while you both argue and fight a lot are actually together." said Trowa as his gaze wandered from Wufei to Sally and back again.

Sally's face crinkled into a grin at this statement. "He's mellowed a bit since the wars. Not so stuffy any more." she chuckled.

Wufei frowned. "No choice with you around all the time. And I was never stuffy." he added.

Quatre watched the friendly bantering with a contented smile on his face. It was good to share times like these with his friends. All he needed now was to have Duo and Heero here as well and their circle would be complete once more. Heero would visit next week he knew but Duo? When he had last spoken to Hilde to let her know Trowa was back the girl had seemed evasive and cold. It niggled at Quatre, it was as if she didn't want Duo to have any contact with the former pilots. He resolved to call Duo first thing tomorrow. Having settled that fact into his mind he brought his attention back to the dinner gathering.

It was very late when Wufei and Sally finally made their farewells. All agreed that they had had a wonderful evening and promised to get together again when Heero was back.

Waving good-bye on the front steps Trowa slid his arm around Quatre's waist and hugged the blonde close to him. "Happy?" he inquired.

"Hmmm I think so." was the reply.

"You think so? What sort of an answer is that." he whispered nuzzling Quatre's neck

Quatre tilted his head to expose more of his neck to Trowa's lips. "I only wish that Duo and Heero could be here too. Hmmmm that's nice."

Trowa continued to kiss around Quatre's neck. "Heero will be here next week and I'm sure that we can persuade Hilde to let Duo have a couple of days off to join us as well."

"I'm not so sure about Duo. Hilde seems to be pretty possessive of him, at least that's the impression I get if she answers the phone when I call." He rubbed himself enticingly against Trowa's hip.

"Let me call then." said Trowa feeling his desire mounting.

"Ahhhh... okay then you win. You can call tomorrow. Now if you don't stop that I wont be responsible for my actions." he said huskily.

"Good." came the soft reply.

Quatre turned and taking his lover in his arms kissed him long and deep. "Race you to the bedroom." he said, and with a cheeky grin he took off through the door and up the stairs, Trowa hot on his heels.

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Duo stared out the window as the rain fell in sheets. The darkness and cold of the outside colony made him shiver. He knew he couldn't stay here though, he had to get moving and soon. It didn't look like the rain was going to let up so he may as well get used to the fact that he was going to spend another night not only cold but wet. A gentle snore reached his ears and he turned to gaze at the prone form on the bed. He allowed a rare smile to grace his lips. This one had been nice. Gentle and kind. Feeling just a little guilty he moved silently across the room and picked up the credits on the side table. Pocketing it he let himself out of the room and back onto the streets. Tugging his jacket up as much as possible he headed off into the darkness, at least he would be able to eat for a few days.

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Heero threw the last of his clothing into the bag and zipped it shut. The summit had finally finished and their shuttle was due to leave in an hour. Heero was glad it was over. It had been one of the most boring of all the meetings he could recall. Relena was happy though which meant all had gone well. He was looking forward to returning to the earth and enjoying some down time. As soon as he got back he would place a call to Quatre and pay him and Trowa a visit. With that thought in his head he left the hotel room and went to join the rest of the group for their trip back to earth.

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Trowa went into Quatre's study and picked up the phone, quickly he dialed the number of the salvage yard hoping he would get Duo and not that girl. He was out of luck though. Hilde's voice came down the line to him as her picture flashed onto the vid screen. Damn!

"Oh it's you Trowa." said Hilde as she answered the call

"Can I speak to Duo please?" he asked in his soft voice, a little put out by the others tone.

"Umm... he's not here at the moment." came the sullen reply.

Trowa got the distinct feeling that something was wrong. "Can you tell me where I can reach him then?" he continued even more polite than before.

"No I don't." she snapped

Trowa began to feel uneasy. The girl was hiding something. She wouldn't look at him on the screen and her words were short to say the least. "Hilde?"

"Yes."

"Is there something wrong? Is there something your not telling me?" probed Trowa.

"Look I don't have time to waste chatting to you. I'm a very busy person. I will tell Duo you called." she said, then as she terminated the call she added under her breath "If I ever see him again."

Trowa blinked at the blank screen before him. Now he knew that something was up, just what he didn't know.... but he intended to find out.

Hilde sat back in her chair and sighed. It was true that Duo wasn't there at the moment. In fact he had left the very morning he said he would and Hilde hadn't seen or heard from him since. That was over two weeks ago. Where he had gone she didn't know and she wasn't all that sure if she wanted to. Her anger at not getting what she wanted still burned deep inside. She was however somewhat surprised that Duo hadn't contacted the other pilots. She had assumed that would be the first thing he did. She pondered this for a moment. Then with a snort she realized he had probably contacted that Heero and was off somewhere with him. "Well good luck to him!" she muttered. It was none of her concern any more. She picked up her pen and continued to work on the mountain of papers that always seemed to fill her desk.

Quatre came into the study to see Trowa still staring at a blank vid screen. He sidled up behind his green eyed lover and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Did you make the call?" he inquired.

Trowa's brow furrowed, "Yes."

"And what happened?" coaxed Quatre a bit worried as Trowa wasn't being very forthcoming.

Trowa stood deep in thought. "Well I spoke to Hilde. She said Duo wasn't there at the moment but would pass the message on."

"So why do you look so troubled my love?" Quatre said as he feathered kisses over the nape of the others neck.

"I'm not exactly sure but something doesn't seem right. She was very short with me and wouldn't tell me where I could get in touch with Duo. When I pressed the matter she got quite upset and more or less hung up on me." Trowa turned around to face the Arab. "I just can't help but feel that all is not well there."

Quatre rested his head upon Trowa's chest, arm's still wrapped around his waist. "You know I never did care a lot for that girl. What Duo see's in her is beyond me. If I didn't know any better I would say she is determined to cut Duo off from ever having any contact with the rest of us."

"Hmmm. You could be right there my love. I will give it a couple of days and try to ring again." Trowa said still trying to figure out just what it was about the girl that made him suspicious and uneasy.

Quatre nuzzled the tall mans throat. "Heero is calling in a few days. Maybe he has been in contact with him."

Trowa's pulled the blonde into a warm embrace. "You could be right.... but I don't think so." He sighed. "I will try again in a couple of days." and claiming Quatre's lips he proceeded to lose himself in Quatre's mouth.

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To be continued.......