Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Souls ❯ Chapter 10

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

Chapter 10

Heero laid out the towel, soap and bowl of warm water on the table next to Duo's bed. The man was still unconscious so Heero rolled the sheet back and proceeded to remove the hospital gown that Sally had put on him after the examination. He lifted Duo slightly and slid a towel underneath him before placing another across the youth's hips and removing the gown completely. Dipping the wash cloth into the water he lathered it up and proceeded to wash Duo's body, smoothing down the arms and across the muscular chest. As he did so he spoke softly from time to time.

"Lets get you all cleaned up and comfortable Duo." he said as he soaped over Duo's chest noting how painfully thin the other had become. Rinsing off Duo's arms and chest he moved towards his feet and began his soaping once more. Working his way up over the calves to the slender thighs he swallowed hard. Deciding to leave the more intimate areas till last he gently rolled Duo onto his stomach so as he could clean his back. Raising the washcloth he moved across Duo's shoulders and noted the many small scars there. Most had healed but there were still a couple that clearly showed they were bites.

Heero felt the anger rise in him again as Shane's words came back to him. The person that had done this to Duo had better hope and pray that he never found out who they were for if he did it would only be a matter of time before they met their maker. Growling softly Heero worked his way down Duo's back to the rise of his buttocks. Bruising was still evident in some areas, having faded to pale yellows and browns over the short passage of time since their infliction, but Heero could picture just how they would have patterned Duo's creamy skin. Again he felt the rise of emotion within his chest. How anyone could elicit pleasure from torturing and hurting another human being like this was beyond Heero's comprehension.

Heero soaped back up Duo's legs and then took a deep breath. Rinsing the cloth again he lowered it to Duo's buttocks and began to wash the creamy globes. Gently he eased the cheeks apart and proceeded to wash the area as thoroughly and quickly as he could. He couldn't help but notice some of the scar tissue that Sally had spoken of earlier. Duo had been torn pretty badly by the look of it. Drying him off Heero rolled him back onto his back once more.

Fetching fresh water Heero realized he only had Duo's genitals left to clean... besides his hair. He swallowed hard and hoped his friend would forgive him for the intrusion into this most intimate area without consent. Although he knew it was wrong part of him was eager to see the object of his obsession in all his glory, He just wished it wasn't like this.. Quickly he removed the towel and stared at the bared youth before him. Duo was beautiful. Heero gulped, unlike him Duo was uncut, the soft flesh resting easily atop of the silky sac and surrounded by a halo of chestnut curls. Willing his body to behave he lifted his shaking hand and began the task of cleaning Duo's cock. Running the cloth around the shaft and down over that heavy sac he was surprised to feel the flesh begin to swell slightly in his hand. A blush rose up his face and he quickly finished the task, drying Duo off with the fluffy towel before placing a fresh gown on him.

Emptying the water down the sink Heero felt himself grow hot as he thought of what he had just done and what could have happened. As much as he wanted the braided boy Duo was sick and Heero was not about to take advantage of that. He would be no more than the animal that had put his Duo in the condition he was in if he was to try anything... besides he wanted Duo well and willingly in his arms before he would give in to his bodies demands. Until then his hormones would just have to take a hike.

Heero returned once more to Duo's bedside with another fresh bowl of water. He set the bowl down on a trolley and moved it around to Duo's head. Carefully sliding the pillow out he pulled Duo down the bed slightly and removed the tie that held the braid in check. Working his fingers as best he could through the mass he felt tears well in his eyes as he felt the tangles and matting of blood and dirt in Duo's pride and joy. Duo's hair was sacred to him and Heero knew it would upset him terribly if he knew the state his normally silky hair was in. Easing the mass into the deep bowl Heero began to wet it thoroughly and then applied the shampoo. Working the stuff into a rich lather he gently massaged Duo's scalp and began to tease the tangles and dirt from the strands. Heero was so absorbed in his task that he didn't see the violet eyes slide open.

He nearly jumped out of his skin though when a soft purring sound came from the form beneath his fingers. Leaning forward slightly, he peered into Duo's open eyes. "How do you feel Duo?"

"Like I just went twelve rounds with a Leo.... minus my Gundam..." came the croaked reply.

Heero chuckled softly. "Still got your sense of humor I see."

Duo let his eyes close and his body relax. "Where am I Heero?"

"You are on earth, Quatre's estate to be precise. Sally has checked you over and done some tests, she will be back shortly with the correct medicine to help you."

Duo sighed. "I don't remember much Heero."

"Shhh... it's okay Duo. You're safe now. Just rest and get better.... "

"There's so many different things running through my head... Horrible things... like a nightmare... I can't make sense of them all. Tired... I feel so tired..." said Duo his voice trembling a little.

"Don't try to yet Duo. Trust me, you need to rest and let the medicine do its job."

Violet eyes suddenly snapped open... "Oh my god..."

"Duo... Duo... what is it?"

Duo closed his eyes quickly trying to block out the memory. His body shook and trembled, small whimpers came from his throat. Quickly Heero wrapped Duo's hair in a towel and moved to the Americans side, pulling the youth into his arms he gently rocked him as he soothed him with soft strokes to his back

"It's all right Duo... I'm here... I wont let anything happen to you." Heero crooned.

Duo's sobs began to slow and the trembling stilled. Sniffling a little Duo looked into cobalt. "I'm sorry Heero." he whispered.

"It's okay Duo. I'm here for you. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No!" Duo's eyes took on a frightened look

"Okay. When you're ready I will be here to listen... that's if you want me to." Heero let Duo slide back onto the bed.

Duo looked up at the Japanese man. Some of the memories were beginning to fall back into place... ones he didn't want. He knew there was more and that Heero was a major player for some reason, but as yet that memory still eluded him. He also knew that something else was there... something important but it was just outside his grasp. "What really happened to me Heero? I can recall some things but there are others...holes... big holes.... please... tell me."

Heero shifted his eyes. How much Duo remembered he wasn't sure and he didn't feel that the time was right just yet to fill in all the gaps. Best to let Duo get a little stronger first. "I think you should hear that when you are a little better Duo.... It's not all pleasant I'm afraid."

Duo stared at Heero trying to keep himself under control. "Damnit Heero... I have a right to know!"

"And you will Duo. Just not right now."

Knowing he wasn't going to get anymore from the Japanese man Duo slumped against the bed. His body ached and he felt as if an army of mobile suits was enjoying a disco in his head. He groaned softly.

Heero returned to his task of drying Duo's hair and noted the other drift back into unconsciousness. Having worked all the tangles out with his fingers Heero picked up the brush and began the task of taming the mane before placing it into a neat braid once more. When he had finished he gazed lovingly at the sleeping form. He caressed the cheek with the palm of his hand and whispered, "I wonder how much you remember Duo? Do you remember promising me you will fight this disease? Do you remember anything of the bastard that did this to you? Do you remember Shane and the others? Hilde and why she threw you out? And do you remember that I love you?...."

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Mickey, Benny and Toby were having the time of their lives in the large bath tub. Having found numerous bottles of bath salts, shampoo and bubble bath they were happily working their way through the supply. Benny's short blonde hair had been lathered to stick out in spikes all over his head, Mickey's was formed into a Mohawk and Toby's was just covered in bubbles. They shrieked with laughter at the picture each other made. Water was everywhere from the movement within the tub but the boys didn't care, they were having too much fun dunking each other and scrubbing themselves the cleanest they had been in ages.

Shane had taken a long bath himself and managed to wash the street dirt as he called it from his skin. Toweling himself off he was surprised to find someone had kindly left him some clothes. They weren't new but better than anything he currently had in his small wardrobe of apparel. Slipping into a pair of faded blue jeans he pulled the red tee shirt over his head and went to see what the three youngest were up to.

Paul and Colin were a little more controlled than the others. They had agreed on using the apple scented bath oil and now lay back absorbing the warmth and reveling in the luxury of being able to sit and soak for as long as they pleased. Paul pulled Colin around to sit between his legs and snagged the bottle of shampoo before proceeding to wash the younger boy's hair. Colin returned the favor before washing himself and lying back once more.

Shane could hear the younger ones before he made it past the bedroom door. He smiled as he listened to the squeals and shouts of delight. It had been a long time since they had enjoyed such things and it sounded as if the little ones were having a lot of fun making up for lost time. As he moved across the room he noted that the bed also held clothes for the three occupants. Quietly he snuck up to the bathroom door and watched the scene before him, a warmth stealing into his heart.

Mickey and Toby were in the process of trying to drown Benny. The little blonde spluttering and laughing as he was dunked repeatedly under the water. Suddenly a sponge went whizzing across the room and hit Shane fair in the face. As the sponge fell to the floor revealing a stunned wet Shane so the boys again went into fits of laughter.

Shane grabbed a towel and tried his best to look stern. "All right you three... time to get out. Whoever threw that sponge had better look out."

Toby looked innocently at him through a mop of wet brown hair. "Wasn't me." he giggled.

"Mickey?"

"Nope..."

"Benny?"

"Not me..."

Shane stared at the three. "Okay have it your way then." and he lifted Toby from the bath and wrapped him in a large towel. Carrying him through to the bedroom he deposited Toby on the bed and began to tickle the boy mercilessly. "Tell me... who threw the sponge?"

Toby giggled and writhed beneath the onslaught. "Not tellin!"

"Yes you will.."

"No I wont.."

Shane continued to tickle him.

"Kay.... I give up.." spluttered Toby.

"Who was it?"

"Mickey... Mickey threw it."

"Thanks a lot traitor..." said Mickey appearing in the room, large towel wrapped around his waist and dragging on the floor.

Shane stood up and dived into the bathroom once more, he quickly returned and taking the towel in his hand he began to flick it at Mickey. The towel connected with a slap and Mickey jumped.

"Not fair!" he yelled. A grin quickly covered his face and pulling his own towel from his body he retaliated.

Pretty soon all four were caught up in a towel duel. Unfortunately for Shane the three ganged up on him and within minutes he found himself on the floor being tickled non stop by six hands. "I give up.. I surrender..." he called out between laughs.

Toby, Benny and Mickey allowed their *victim* to regain his feet. They dried themselves off and began to dress in the clothes that had been left for them.

"Who left us the threads?" asked Benny.

"I'm not sure." replied Shane.

"Maybe it was the fairies." said Toby.

"Well I fink its really nice of em." commented Mickey.

With the three boys now dressed Shane went to find Paul and Colin.

Toby looked at himself in amusement. The pants were a little long so Shane had rolled them up and the tee shirt was a bit too big but it felt good to be in clean nearly new clothes. Toby couldn't remember the last time he had worn stuff this new.

Shane returned with Paul and Colin who also sported new apparel in tow. "Come on, lets go down and find Quatre and Trowa. There should be some milk and cookies with our names on them in the family room."

Not waiting to be asked twice Benny and Toby took off like rockets towards the staircase.

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Trowa and Quatre lay entangled in each other's limbs. Their lovemaking had been fast, hard and rough.

Sex was a wonderful release for Quatre's tension and Trowa knew exactly how to fuck him to alleviate all that stress. Quatre shifted slightly and winced a little at the mild pain in his rear.

Feeling the small movement Trowa stared into aquamarine eyes. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No ... no... It was wonderful Trowa, just what I needed. In fact you always seem to know what I need. Sometimes I think you know me better than I know myself."

Trowa smiled a little. "Isn't that what your assistant is supposed to be able to do? Know what it is you need before you do and make sure it's available to you?" he teased.

Seeing the glint in those emerald eyes Quatre responded. "Ummm yes that is correct but I think it's supposed to be confined to the office side."

"I have no objection to nailing your ass in the office if that's what you want."

"You're incorrigible." Quatre laughed.

"And you're in satiable." came the swift reply.

"I haven't heard any complaints yet."

"And your not about to either. I love you Quatre, I enjoy everything about you. I love to make your body respond to my touches, I love to see the light and pleasure in your eyes, I love the feeling in my soul when you call my name in passion and I love to make love to you with every fiber of my being, but most of all I love you for giving me a second chance." Trowa bowed his head.

Quatre felt the tears spill from his eyes at this long speech from his normally quiet lover. "Oh Trowa, I love you too. When I'm with you I feel whole, complete. You know me so well. It is I that should be thanking you for giving my soul a reason to exist." Quatre reached for Trowa's lips and gently kissed the lanky youth.

The sound of footsteps padding past the doorway reminded the pair that they now had several small house guests. "I think we had better put in an appearance. I believe that a certain person promised a group of kids some milk and cookies."

Quatre sighed. "Yes your right. I did. Although I would much prefer to stay here and enjoy an encore." He giggled. "Ow!"

Trowa pinched his lovers bottom lightly. "Enough of that, I need a little time to recover and milk and cookies sounds good to me."

"Okay I concede, If milk and cookies will build up your strength then you shall have it. After all I think you are going to need every ounce of stamina you have to keep me satisfied tonight." And Quatre slid from the bed making sure he gave Trowa a perfect view of his ass as he bent over to retrieve his pants from the floor.

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