Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Passions Victims ❯ Afterwards ( Chapter 3 )
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By: scandalousbehavior 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.02.2001 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.02.2001 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
AN: Wasn't it just too good to be true? The whole Quatre/Ariel relationship and then I threw in the Trowa, Mariemaia, Treize mix and presto! Conflict and angst everywhere.
Here is the next part with more angst, more plot, and more lemony-freshness.
WARNING: NC-17, to those of you that means it has mature themes and sex in it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gundam Wing, only use the characters for entertainment.
THANKS: For all the positive reviews I got for this story, you guys are so great at giving me wonderful feedback.
Passions Victims
Chapter 3: Afterwards
Written by: Scandalous Behavior (scandalousbehavior@yahoo.com)
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A cloud of honey-blond hair swept over the pillows of the bed, that an older tall man stood beside, zipping up his pants that had been removed during the almost-dream like fantasy in the early morning hours. That he had actually had sex, he wouldn't call it making love because of their mutual feelings for a certain blond male, with the girl he had been thinking about clearly in his head for the past year and a half. She had been the forbidden fruit, the object so out of reach that he thought he might as well wish for the moon and now here he was leaving her bed. From a night of incredible almost unreal carnal passion which he knew was a mix of all the things that had been going on for the past time period along with the attack on her, finding out that the first guy she had been in love with was cheating on her and having him, the preverbal shoulder to cry on, handy. He knew that was maybe a harsh way to look at it, but he felt bad enough as it was. As much as he adored Ariel, he was sure that when she woke up she would regret what they had done even if his first impulse when waking up was to wake her up in the manner that he had so recently involved himself with her. Kissing her forehead lightly with a brush of his lips, he bade her to sleep that she would forget about the class they both shared that was nothing really interesting on Saturdays because of everyone's hate to be up on a weekend so early. Turning off her alarm clock the minute he got up so that it wouldn't go off on her, having seen the bags under her eyes grow ever deeper in the past weeks that she needed this extra rest.
Pulling his shirt over his head, he found that he couldn't bring himself to leave her just yet. Glancing on her, as she looked every inch and had felt every inch the heated morning like the Dark Angel he had named her. In the depths of his mind he had to admit that a part of him had wanted her since she was thirteen and he was fifteen, the first time he had met her and if things in her family hadn't been so hectic they might have been together years ago. Tossing that impossible turn of time thought out of his mind, he left her room had to shake his head at the over whelming protectiveness that assaulted him as he made a mental note to find out just who had attacked her and why. Though he'd need only one guess and that was going to make him inform the rest of the guys so they would be more ready for whatever Treize had up his sleeve.
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Ariel Huntington woke up with a ache filling her body that she had to stop her normal cat stretch that she did before she got out of bed as she remembered just what she had done that morning, when the light hadn't even been up in her room like it was now. That she had actually had sex with a person other than Quatre Winner, that she had done it without a clear sense although she had some doubts when it happened that were driven out of her mind at the time, and that it had been with the guy she had considered her real best friend and almost a big brother for years. That she had slept and reveled in Trowa Barton taking her to another plane that she thought was strictly something only she could experience with Quatre, the guy she considered her soulmate and one and only for three years. Sitting up suddenly, a wave of dizziness from the still uncomfortable bump on the back of her head and the sheets that had been pulled up around her body dropped down to her waist revealing that she was naked. Putting a hand to her head at the on coming headache she stood up and reached for her robe that was always on the small chair on this side of her bed, putting her arms through it and standing up, glancing at the clock that read a bright red numbered 11:23 a.m.
Well, there goes going to my Lit class, she thought absentmindedly as she tied the sash at her waist. Trowa had gone, knew that was the reason he was gone and would be until the class was over at one, since it started at ten.
Rubbing her arms, she walked into her bathroom and saw that the connecting bathroom door that led to Relena's room was shut and as she touched the knob that it was locked. Opening the frosted glass shower door, turning on the water and testing it with her inner wrist, she went to the mirror and looked at herself.
Ariel had reddened lips, the glow to her face if such a thing was possible, and the sweet ache that infused all her limbs and bones from the acrobatics performed in her usually single person occupied bed. Her hair was a mass of waves from the braids; now flat and slightly tangled she cursed her long hair that was a bane in her life. With the impulsiveness of someone not quite awake and still under the emotional strain of the entire day before, she took out a comb and scissors, undoing her hair from the tangles to lay straight and snipped away at the long strands till her hair was above her shoulders, shorter than Hilde's just pasting her shoulders. The black strands were removed since she had let them grown out to the longer layers of her hair but hadn't redyed in a while so that all of them were now gone and now she had straight honey-blond hair that framed her face and making her older and more mature in her mind than those impossible long hair had ever had. With a quiet satisfaction at the deed, she dropped her robe on the floor and went into the shower to wash her hundred percent lighter feeling head and body. Getting out she dried in record time, blow dried her hair that shined and made her have to look again never having had so short of hair and then only applied the minimal of makeup. Going into her room she put on clothes, then with a sigh she collapsed on her desk chair not sure what to think about or do now.
Nothing was going to be easy now, she decided. With that whole image of Quatre and Mariemaia seeming to burn its way into her brain, that having left her unready for the attack and if it hadn't been for Trowa she didn't know how far it would have gotten. The following events of her unstable mind leading to find out feelings she had for Trowa were deeper than she let on and felt guilty for putting them in the position that could ruin their long friendship, along with the guilt of having slept with him when she was still with Quatre. Though she knew that was a stupid thing to be guilty about since he was cheating on her, she didn't think herself as someone to be petty about it by sleeping around just to get back at him.
It wasn't sleeping around, her mind reasoned, it was Trowa. Who've you've know since you were thirteen, whose always been there for you, who no one could ever accuse of using you for his own purposes and was there to help you let out your emotions. Trowa was Quatre's old lover and she didn't even want to think about what those images were doing to her mind. She just needed time to think and as she sat there staring at her computer, her car keys seemed to beacon to her sitting on the edge of her desk and she disappeared out of her dorm room door in the next instant, the keys in her hand.
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Hilde wasn't so sure that it was a good idea last night to come back to her parent's house, because Duo was so insistent about it that she could hardly refuse him. He did sing her a song, even if it embarrassed her and now as she was slowly waking up she felt Duo inside her, the feeling so good this early in the morning.
Her body went rigid at the first footstep on the stairs. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment before she whispered, as if it wasn't already too late, "You have to get back to your room!"
While she pushed at his chest, Duo just shook his head and put a finger to her lips. But his gaze moved to the door and his head came up.
"Hilde, are you awake? You're mother wants to know if you want to do shopping this morning." Came her father's voice through her bedroom door.
She froze. The sound of her father's voice, separated from her by scant feet and two inches of oak door, brought terror to her soul.
"Hilde, you can't lie in bed all morning!" he knocked on her door, that she thanked the gods was locked.
"Answer." Duo murmured.
"I'm tired, Dad," Hilde said, her voice a whisper of fear.
Duo grinned and motioned for more volume.
"I can't hear you, Hilde. What?"
Duo's eyebrows rose as if to say, "See?"
And clearing her throat with effort, Hilde managed to croak in a voice loud enough to carry to the hallway, "I'll be down stairs in a little bit, Dad."
"You have exactly thirty minutes, young lady."
Duo moved in her and Hilde sucked in a breath of arousal.
"Okay, Dad, I'll be down then." She tried to sound purposeful but only managed to sound breathy. Lord, he felt good inside her, filling her.
Grinning, Duo bent his head to nuzzle her ear and whispered, "If you don't get rid of him, I can't fuck you properly."
She should have taken offense, and if his stiff rigid length wasn't impaling her, and were not her desire additionally inflamed by his leisurely small movement, perhaps she would have. But she couldn't think only feel.
"What should I…"
He slid upward a fraction more just then, cutting off her words as flames tore through her senses and a cry came through the silence, immediately muffled by Duo's descending mouth on hers.
"Hilde! Are you listening?" Her father's voice came again, turning the knob and pushed against the locked door, then agitated pounding on the door.
Would she climax before or after her father broke down the door, she wondered, her body on fire.
"I'll see you in a little bit." Duo murmured.
"No!" she breathlessly objected, clinging more to him, shameless in her desire.
"I mean," Duo whispered, smiling, "tell him that."
He's too casual about this, Hilde thought and if she didn't so desperately want what he could give her, what he always gave her; she'd take issue with his casualness about this.
But overcome with passion, she followed his instructions, crying out, her voice stronger, "In a couple minutes!! I'll see you in a little bit!"
Breathless with fear and flaunting need she waited to see if she would be discovered having sex with Duo right under her parent's roof, a big no-no in the Schbeiker house. Scraping feet on the wooden floor and then footsteps.
She whispered, "I hate you."
Duo's face above her was very close, the sparse light from the dark curtains in the room enhancing the shadows under his eyebrows, concealing the amusement in his eyes.
"I can tell," his voice low and husky, "But remember you wanted me to meet them and they do love me."
His words served to remind her that his nonchalance was perhaps one of habit, not feeling.
"Thank you then," she said, her arms twining around his neck, "for coming."
"Maybe you're just too damned desirable to not please," he teased.
"You probably shouldn't have come in here though, it was risky." She added.
She was going to die of bliss as the throbbing between her legs intensified at Duo's whispering words.
"Then you'll have to be quiet," he added, his mouth warm on her skin, "or your father will kill me."
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Relena heard the noise of the shower and looked at the clock on the far wall, feeling Heero's eyes wonder to her, as an answering heat hit her at the message clear in his Prussian blue eyes.
"She's up late." Heero commented, knowing that Ariel had an early Saturday morning class.
"She's been too tired, drained lately, so that sleep probably helped her."
Heero could only look at the girl he had come to love more than anything in his life. No clothes kept his roaming hands from exploring her body as she moved and moaned as his hands played with her breasts, sucking and massaging them as she adored having many times brought her to climax with just kissing her breasts. She was so sensitive and so needy that he had no problem keeping up with her easily responsive libido.
One of her pert little hands wrapped around the head of his staff, feeling him stiffen and the pulsing, throbbing that came from there clear against the inner palm of her hand.
"Someone's up early this morning," she purred against his mouth.
"With all the work you did last night you'd think you've had enough."
"Of you, never."
He could only touch her long strands of hair that laid across him like a golden fleece as she moved down his body to take the object that was silently demanding release into the cavern of her mouth, with licks of her tongue, his hands in her hair keeping her working at him until he couldn't take the passive whole and pulled her up to impale her thoroughly on his thick member so that she sobbed and came in that instant, so aroused had she been by having him so deep in her throat so she could feel every inch of him.
As they both came and laid down again, he rubbed his hand down her naked back still inside her.
"We're going to have to get up and take showers too. Duo wants to do a mid-afternoon rehearsal at the club."
Lifting her head to lay her chin on her hand, she looked at him.
"I guess we could take a shower, together," the implications clear in her eyes.
"How ever you want to do it, Relena, I'm all yours."
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Trowa didn't waste anytime after his Renaissance History/Literature class that he had to teach that morning thanks to a note left on the board from Professor O'Hara who had been called away to California for a meeting at the last minute. Heading straight to Wufei's dorm room, he saw Sally coming out in the clothes she wore the night before and Trowa only nodded to the slightly blushing girl.
"Hey, Wufei, are you busy?" Trowa called, opening the door to see Wufei coming out of his bathroom with a towel around his shoulders in black pants and a white shirt with black embroidered dragons on it.
"Barton, is it not the common courtesy to knock before entering?"
"Ariel was attacked last night." Trowa got to the point, which caused the Chinese man to stare at him with his black-brown eyes serious and intent. Tossing the towel onto the bathroom door handle, he tied his hair back and nodded to Trowa.
"Was it serious?"
"A bump on the head when she hit the edge of the dorm building, she was fending him off pretty well from her self defense classes she had taken but he still over took her. He got away before I got a good look at him, she bit his hand really deep drawing blood."
"Do you have a cloth with the blood on it?"
"Though," Trowa tossed the bathroom rag from last night to the other man, "it won't do you much good since hers is mixed with it since she bite the inside of her lip as well."
"It is a start," Wufei turned to Trowa looking over the taller red head who was dressed in khakis and a green t-shirt, "and did anything else happen last night?"
Trowa pretended not to understand and only stared at Wufei.
"No."
Wufei took the answer as a yes since it had come in a too serious tone from Trowa, but decided not to pursue it at the moment.
"Do you the others know about this?"
"No, you were the first one on campus I could find. Though I have a good idea where Duo and Heero are."
"Quatre?"
Trowa only shrugged, as to indicate he didn't know where Quatre was still too tempted to ring the neck of his best friend.
"Then I suggest we find the other two and discuss this. You suspect Treize?"
"Who else would know just when to attack her, and from what I saw he knew about her self defense skills, something that she was taking back in her sophomore year. It looked like he was trying too overwhelm her physically and then I showed up."
"A good thing you did," Wufei went to his door and opened it and followed Trowa out as he locked it, "or she might be anywhere with him now."
"That's why we need to talk to the others and tell them. I don't want her, or any of the other girls alone at any time even as a group."
Wufei strode after his angered friend knowing somehow that because it had happened to Ariel that was making this such an issue. Relena wasn't as much a target as Ariel was, since she had Heero and wasn't the girl that Treize had been after in the first place those three years ago.
Getting into Wufei's Lexus, they drove to Duo's apartment since they had a practice there and they reasoned that was where they should wait for the other two.
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Quatre Winner stood in the main office of the law offices of Huntington & Winner, since two of his many sisters were lawyers and did a big part of the work as employees for Raydon Huntington. Raydon had been the family lawyer since meeting his own father, Raberba when Felicia, Ariel's mother, tried to take Ariel out of school for an incident between him and Ariel. Raydon took complete custody over his only child and had become his own father's closest friend in the process.
Now wondering just what this meeting had to do with him he stood in the office watching Raydon, who Ariel looked so much like, and his father sitting in leather chairs staring at him as Raydon put down the phone in his hand from talking on it.
"Ariel is on her way up," Raydon informed the two of them.
Quatre had to keep from being surprised cause Ariel usually had a class on Saturday that he knew of.
"Quatre, your father wants to discuss some aspects to the announcement you made to him the other day. Though, I think we should wait until Ariel gets up here to continue discussing this."
Quatre looked at Raydon and his father, wondering if this had to do with the announcement of his wanting to be more involved in the company now while he was still in school rather than waiting two years, and being the errands boy for his father.
The heavy redwood door opened to reveal Raydon's secretary and then Ariel. Quatre saw that she didn't look like the Ariel he had seen last night, this one had shorter hair and looked more self-controlled. Ariel had taken off her sunglasses and he saw that she was wearing less of her normal makeup and dressed in stone-washed jeans and a dark blue tank top that tied around the back and the neck rather than having shoulder straps.
"Hi, Dad," Ariel went and hugged her father and then Raberba, "Afternoon, Raberba."
"You are looking very well, Ariel," Raberba told her, "we were surprised to hear that you are here considering that Raydon said you have a class this morning."
"Trowa thought it was best if I stayed in bed this morning rather than going to class, he's the one that teaches it mainly since Professor O'Hara is constantly called away and told he he'd go over whatever I missed later." Ariel informed them.
"Sounds like Trowa."
"So what's the big meeting you guys are having?" Ariel asked, sitting down in one of the other chairs while Quatre still stood, noticing that Ariel hadn't said one word to him.
"It's about both of your futures," Raberba began, "we thought since your relationship had lasted as long as it has, three years is a long time, that we should start thinking about where you wanted it to go."
Quatre saw Ariel glance at him, not recognizing the dismissal in her eyes.
"Are you talking about us moving in together and maybe marrying?" Ariel wanted to clarify.
"Exactly."
Ariel's mouth turned up at the corner, as she saw the uncomfortable Quatre put a hand at his neck at the collar of his shirt as if it was starting to strangle him.
"I see."
"We thought that since this merger, we haven't seen you two together that much although Quatre has been very gracious to Mariemaia and her parents for this," that caused Ariel to lift an eyebrow towards Quatre, "we think it was time you both had time to yourselves and a place you can be alone."
Before Quatre could open his mouth, Ariel smiled.
"I want to thank you both for your offer, but I think that Quatre and I aren't ready for that type of day to day commitment just yet. I've just started adjusting to college life and I have classes at the oddest hours, just as Quatre has classes and obligations," Ariel emphasized the last word, "that moving away from the college dorms would be an imposition on him. As for the marriage idea, I think we are both still a little young to be thinking about marriage at this time in our lives. Even if he has this year and next with a position already in the company, I still have three more years and then other things I want to do before I even think about marriage."
Raydon and Raberba seemed to consider this, as Quatre finally seemed to find his voice.
"Although the offer is a great opportunity for the both of us, I agree with Ariel that we aren't ready for that just yet."
Ariel just smiled as she stood.
"If that is all, I just wanted to stop by to see you and that I'm going to spend the day at the house, if that's alright?" Ariel asked her dad, who seemed pleased.
"Sure, honey. I am sure that Leslie, Jack and Isabel would love to see you," Raydon referred to his new wife, who he had married a little time after taking her from Felicia's custody and about her two stepsiblings who were only seven and ten years old.
"Thanks, Dad. I'll stop by at the Mansion later on today, Raberba." Ariel addressed and then turned and left the room without another word, making Quatre follow her with his eyes and as the door was almost closed she could hear Raberba ask Quatre a question.
"Now tell us what is going on between the two of you?"
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"You're telling us that someone, you don't know who yet, attacked Ariel last night causing her to get a big bump on the back of her head, although she bit the guy in the hand and that the only person we know of that could want to do that is Treize, right?" Duo assessed as he stood now in his apartment, along with Hilde, Relena, Heero, Trowa, and Wufei.
"It could have been some run of the mile mugger, you know." Hilde offered.
"Who was expecting her to use self defense and saw she wasn't carrying a purse or a wallet? I don't think so."
"Okay, so maybe it was Treize or one of his goons, cause that guy never could just do the dirty work himself, now what are we supposed to do?"
"Keep everyone safe, in groups until we figure out what is going on. What he is up to." Heero told them.
"Exactly what I was thinking." Trowa replied.
"Where's Ariel in all of this? You didn't leave her by herself last night, did you Trowa?" Relena wondered.
"I stayed there until she fell asleep," Trowa lied convincingly, "and told her to sleep in. I went to her room before I went to Wufei's but there wasn't an answer on her door and she called my cell when we were in the car coming over here telling me that she was spending the day at her dad's house."
"Then she's okay?" Hilde asked concerned.
"She's fine."
"And where's Quatre in all of this, shouldn't he had been the one to watch out for Ariel when he knew that Treize was on campus?"
"I don't even know if he knows about Treize being on campus."
"When he's around Mariemaia all the time," Trowa's voice was slightly angered, "I would guess he knows."
"Yeah, what's up with him and her? I thought Quatre didn't get along well with any Khushrenada."
"Have you seen her? She looks like a super model."
"Are you saying that he's.." Relena inquired.
"I don't know what to think but I know he and Ariel hadn't exactly been spending that much time together, not since the day she came to the dorm to tell him about her getting accepted to the University and she told me later that she was introduced to Mariemaia right then."
Trowa didn't want to think about that day, Ariel had told him what happened as well and he rather not dwell on the last time the girl he had slept with had sex with his best friend.
"So we're all agreed to keep together until we figure this out?"
"And I want to know what is going on with Quatre, is he the enemy or a friend?" Hilde added, then blanched at the looks, "you have to admit he hasn't exactly been one of us lately and who knows what he's been up to. He could be a friend of Treize's now."
"Doubt it." Trowa threw in.
Then things turned back to what to do about this and then to the practicing at Relena and Hilde stood in the kitchen talking.
"Did you notice how Trowa got a little ticked at the mention of Mariemaia and Quatre together, do you he knows something we don't?" Relena asked.
"And if he does I bet you so does Ariel, which means that they may be over."
"Never thought that would happen."
"Me, either and especially Quatre being with Treize's sister since Treize hates Quatre."
"I felt like Trowa's hiding something else about this."
"We'll just have to wait and see when we see Ariel."
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~Scandalous~ May 11-14, 2001
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Passions Victims
Chapter 3: Afterwards
Written by: Scandalous Behavior (scandalousbehavior@yahoo.com)
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A cloud of honey-blond hair swept over the pillows of the bed, that an older tall man stood beside, zipping up his pants that had been removed during the almost-dream like fantasy in the early morning hours. That he had actually had sex, he wouldn't call it making love because of their mutual feelings for a certain blond male, with the girl he had been thinking about clearly in his head for the past year and a half. She had been the forbidden fruit, the object so out of reach that he thought he might as well wish for the moon and now here he was leaving her bed. From a night of incredible almost unreal carnal passion which he knew was a mix of all the things that had been going on for the past time period along with the attack on her, finding out that the first guy she had been in love with was cheating on her and having him, the preverbal shoulder to cry on, handy. He knew that was maybe a harsh way to look at it, but he felt bad enough as it was. As much as he adored Ariel, he was sure that when she woke up she would regret what they had done even if his first impulse when waking up was to wake her up in the manner that he had so recently involved himself with her. Kissing her forehead lightly with a brush of his lips, he bade her to sleep that she would forget about the class they both shared that was nothing really interesting on Saturdays because of everyone's hate to be up on a weekend so early. Turning off her alarm clock the minute he got up so that it wouldn't go off on her, having seen the bags under her eyes grow ever deeper in the past weeks that she needed this extra rest.
Pulling his shirt over his head, he found that he couldn't bring himself to leave her just yet. Glancing on her, as she looked every inch and had felt every inch the heated morning like the Dark Angel he had named her. In the depths of his mind he had to admit that a part of him had wanted her since she was thirteen and he was fifteen, the first time he had met her and if things in her family hadn't been so hectic they might have been together years ago. Tossing that impossible turn of time thought out of his mind, he left her room had to shake his head at the over whelming protectiveness that assaulted him as he made a mental note to find out just who had attacked her and why. Though he'd need only one guess and that was going to make him inform the rest of the guys so they would be more ready for whatever Treize had up his sleeve.
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Ariel Huntington woke up with a ache filling her body that she had to stop her normal cat stretch that she did before she got out of bed as she remembered just what she had done that morning, when the light hadn't even been up in her room like it was now. That she had actually had sex with a person other than Quatre Winner, that she had done it without a clear sense although she had some doubts when it happened that were driven out of her mind at the time, and that it had been with the guy she had considered her real best friend and almost a big brother for years. That she had slept and reveled in Trowa Barton taking her to another plane that she thought was strictly something only she could experience with Quatre, the guy she considered her soulmate and one and only for three years. Sitting up suddenly, a wave of dizziness from the still uncomfortable bump on the back of her head and the sheets that had been pulled up around her body dropped down to her waist revealing that she was naked. Putting a hand to her head at the on coming headache she stood up and reached for her robe that was always on the small chair on this side of her bed, putting her arms through it and standing up, glancing at the clock that read a bright red numbered 11:23 a.m.
Well, there goes going to my Lit class, she thought absentmindedly as she tied the sash at her waist. Trowa had gone, knew that was the reason he was gone and would be until the class was over at one, since it started at ten.
Rubbing her arms, she walked into her bathroom and saw that the connecting bathroom door that led to Relena's room was shut and as she touched the knob that it was locked. Opening the frosted glass shower door, turning on the water and testing it with her inner wrist, she went to the mirror and looked at herself.
Ariel had reddened lips, the glow to her face if such a thing was possible, and the sweet ache that infused all her limbs and bones from the acrobatics performed in her usually single person occupied bed. Her hair was a mass of waves from the braids; now flat and slightly tangled she cursed her long hair that was a bane in her life. With the impulsiveness of someone not quite awake and still under the emotional strain of the entire day before, she took out a comb and scissors, undoing her hair from the tangles to lay straight and snipped away at the long strands till her hair was above her shoulders, shorter than Hilde's just pasting her shoulders. The black strands were removed since she had let them grown out to the longer layers of her hair but hadn't redyed in a while so that all of them were now gone and now she had straight honey-blond hair that framed her face and making her older and more mature in her mind than those impossible long hair had ever had. With a quiet satisfaction at the deed, she dropped her robe on the floor and went into the shower to wash her hundred percent lighter feeling head and body. Getting out she dried in record time, blow dried her hair that shined and made her have to look again never having had so short of hair and then only applied the minimal of makeup. Going into her room she put on clothes, then with a sigh she collapsed on her desk chair not sure what to think about or do now.
Nothing was going to be easy now, she decided. With that whole image of Quatre and Mariemaia seeming to burn its way into her brain, that having left her unready for the attack and if it hadn't been for Trowa she didn't know how far it would have gotten. The following events of her unstable mind leading to find out feelings she had for Trowa were deeper than she let on and felt guilty for putting them in the position that could ruin their long friendship, along with the guilt of having slept with him when she was still with Quatre. Though she knew that was a stupid thing to be guilty about since he was cheating on her, she didn't think herself as someone to be petty about it by sleeping around just to get back at him.
It wasn't sleeping around, her mind reasoned, it was Trowa. Who've you've know since you were thirteen, whose always been there for you, who no one could ever accuse of using you for his own purposes and was there to help you let out your emotions. Trowa was Quatre's old lover and she didn't even want to think about what those images were doing to her mind. She just needed time to think and as she sat there staring at her computer, her car keys seemed to beacon to her sitting on the edge of her desk and she disappeared out of her dorm room door in the next instant, the keys in her hand.
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Hilde wasn't so sure that it was a good idea last night to come back to her parent's house, because Duo was so insistent about it that she could hardly refuse him. He did sing her a song, even if it embarrassed her and now as she was slowly waking up she felt Duo inside her, the feeling so good this early in the morning.
Her body went rigid at the first footstep on the stairs. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment before she whispered, as if it wasn't already too late, "You have to get back to your room!"
While she pushed at his chest, Duo just shook his head and put a finger to her lips. But his gaze moved to the door and his head came up.
"Hilde, are you awake? You're mother wants to know if you want to do shopping this morning." Came her father's voice through her bedroom door.
She froze. The sound of her father's voice, separated from her by scant feet and two inches of oak door, brought terror to her soul.
"Hilde, you can't lie in bed all morning!" he knocked on her door, that she thanked the gods was locked.
"Answer." Duo murmured.
"I'm tired, Dad," Hilde said, her voice a whisper of fear.
Duo grinned and motioned for more volume.
"I can't hear you, Hilde. What?"
Duo's eyebrows rose as if to say, "See?"
And clearing her throat with effort, Hilde managed to croak in a voice loud enough to carry to the hallway, "I'll be down stairs in a little bit, Dad."
"You have exactly thirty minutes, young lady."
Duo moved in her and Hilde sucked in a breath of arousal.
"Okay, Dad, I'll be down then." She tried to sound purposeful but only managed to sound breathy. Lord, he felt good inside her, filling her.
Grinning, Duo bent his head to nuzzle her ear and whispered, "If you don't get rid of him, I can't fuck you properly."
She should have taken offense, and if his stiff rigid length wasn't impaling her, and were not her desire additionally inflamed by his leisurely small movement, perhaps she would have. But she couldn't think only feel.
"What should I…"
He slid upward a fraction more just then, cutting off her words as flames tore through her senses and a cry came through the silence, immediately muffled by Duo's descending mouth on hers.
"Hilde! Are you listening?" Her father's voice came again, turning the knob and pushed against the locked door, then agitated pounding on the door.
Would she climax before or after her father broke down the door, she wondered, her body on fire.
"I'll see you in a little bit." Duo murmured.
"No!" she breathlessly objected, clinging more to him, shameless in her desire.
"I mean," Duo whispered, smiling, "tell him that."
He's too casual about this, Hilde thought and if she didn't so desperately want what he could give her, what he always gave her; she'd take issue with his casualness about this.
But overcome with passion, she followed his instructions, crying out, her voice stronger, "In a couple minutes!! I'll see you in a little bit!"
Breathless with fear and flaunting need she waited to see if she would be discovered having sex with Duo right under her parent's roof, a big no-no in the Schbeiker house. Scraping feet on the wooden floor and then footsteps.
She whispered, "I hate you."
Duo's face above her was very close, the sparse light from the dark curtains in the room enhancing the shadows under his eyebrows, concealing the amusement in his eyes.
"I can tell," his voice low and husky, "But remember you wanted me to meet them and they do love me."
His words served to remind her that his nonchalance was perhaps one of habit, not feeling.
"Thank you then," she said, her arms twining around his neck, "for coming."
"Maybe you're just too damned desirable to not please," he teased.
"You probably shouldn't have come in here though, it was risky." She added.
She was going to die of bliss as the throbbing between her legs intensified at Duo's whispering words.
"Then you'll have to be quiet," he added, his mouth warm on her skin, "or your father will kill me."
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Relena heard the noise of the shower and looked at the clock on the far wall, feeling Heero's eyes wonder to her, as an answering heat hit her at the message clear in his Prussian blue eyes.
"She's up late." Heero commented, knowing that Ariel had an early Saturday morning class.
"She's been too tired, drained lately, so that sleep probably helped her."
Heero could only look at the girl he had come to love more than anything in his life. No clothes kept his roaming hands from exploring her body as she moved and moaned as his hands played with her breasts, sucking and massaging them as she adored having many times brought her to climax with just kissing her breasts. She was so sensitive and so needy that he had no problem keeping up with her easily responsive libido.
One of her pert little hands wrapped around the head of his staff, feeling him stiffen and the pulsing, throbbing that came from there clear against the inner palm of her hand.
"Someone's up early this morning," she purred against his mouth.
"With all the work you did last night you'd think you've had enough."
"Of you, never."
He could only touch her long strands of hair that laid across him like a golden fleece as she moved down his body to take the object that was silently demanding release into the cavern of her mouth, with licks of her tongue, his hands in her hair keeping her working at him until he couldn't take the passive whole and pulled her up to impale her thoroughly on his thick member so that she sobbed and came in that instant, so aroused had she been by having him so deep in her throat so she could feel every inch of him.
As they both came and laid down again, he rubbed his hand down her naked back still inside her.
"We're going to have to get up and take showers too. Duo wants to do a mid-afternoon rehearsal at the club."
Lifting her head to lay her chin on her hand, she looked at him.
"I guess we could take a shower, together," the implications clear in her eyes.
"How ever you want to do it, Relena, I'm all yours."
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Trowa didn't waste anytime after his Renaissance History/Literature class that he had to teach that morning thanks to a note left on the board from Professor O'Hara who had been called away to California for a meeting at the last minute. Heading straight to Wufei's dorm room, he saw Sally coming out in the clothes she wore the night before and Trowa only nodded to the slightly blushing girl.
"Hey, Wufei, are you busy?" Trowa called, opening the door to see Wufei coming out of his bathroom with a towel around his shoulders in black pants and a white shirt with black embroidered dragons on it.
"Barton, is it not the common courtesy to knock before entering?"
"Ariel was attacked last night." Trowa got to the point, which caused the Chinese man to stare at him with his black-brown eyes serious and intent. Tossing the towel onto the bathroom door handle, he tied his hair back and nodded to Trowa.
"Was it serious?"
"A bump on the head when she hit the edge of the dorm building, she was fending him off pretty well from her self defense classes she had taken but he still over took her. He got away before I got a good look at him, she bit his hand really deep drawing blood."
"Do you have a cloth with the blood on it?"
"Though," Trowa tossed the bathroom rag from last night to the other man, "it won't do you much good since hers is mixed with it since she bite the inside of her lip as well."
"It is a start," Wufei turned to Trowa looking over the taller red head who was dressed in khakis and a green t-shirt, "and did anything else happen last night?"
Trowa pretended not to understand and only stared at Wufei.
"No."
Wufei took the answer as a yes since it had come in a too serious tone from Trowa, but decided not to pursue it at the moment.
"Do you the others know about this?"
"No, you were the first one on campus I could find. Though I have a good idea where Duo and Heero are."
"Quatre?"
Trowa only shrugged, as to indicate he didn't know where Quatre was still too tempted to ring the neck of his best friend.
"Then I suggest we find the other two and discuss this. You suspect Treize?"
"Who else would know just when to attack her, and from what I saw he knew about her self defense skills, something that she was taking back in her sophomore year. It looked like he was trying too overwhelm her physically and then I showed up."
"A good thing you did," Wufei went to his door and opened it and followed Trowa out as he locked it, "or she might be anywhere with him now."
"That's why we need to talk to the others and tell them. I don't want her, or any of the other girls alone at any time even as a group."
Wufei strode after his angered friend knowing somehow that because it had happened to Ariel that was making this such an issue. Relena wasn't as much a target as Ariel was, since she had Heero and wasn't the girl that Treize had been after in the first place those three years ago.
Getting into Wufei's Lexus, they drove to Duo's apartment since they had a practice there and they reasoned that was where they should wait for the other two.
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Quatre Winner stood in the main office of the law offices of Huntington & Winner, since two of his many sisters were lawyers and did a big part of the work as employees for Raydon Huntington. Raydon had been the family lawyer since meeting his own father, Raberba when Felicia, Ariel's mother, tried to take Ariel out of school for an incident between him and Ariel. Raydon took complete custody over his only child and had become his own father's closest friend in the process.
Now wondering just what this meeting had to do with him he stood in the office watching Raydon, who Ariel looked so much like, and his father sitting in leather chairs staring at him as Raydon put down the phone in his hand from talking on it.
"Ariel is on her way up," Raydon informed the two of them.
Quatre had to keep from being surprised cause Ariel usually had a class on Saturday that he knew of.
"Quatre, your father wants to discuss some aspects to the announcement you made to him the other day. Though, I think we should wait until Ariel gets up here to continue discussing this."
Quatre looked at Raydon and his father, wondering if this had to do with the announcement of his wanting to be more involved in the company now while he was still in school rather than waiting two years, and being the errands boy for his father.
The heavy redwood door opened to reveal Raydon's secretary and then Ariel. Quatre saw that she didn't look like the Ariel he had seen last night, this one had shorter hair and looked more self-controlled. Ariel had taken off her sunglasses and he saw that she was wearing less of her normal makeup and dressed in stone-washed jeans and a dark blue tank top that tied around the back and the neck rather than having shoulder straps.
"Hi, Dad," Ariel went and hugged her father and then Raberba, "Afternoon, Raberba."
"You are looking very well, Ariel," Raberba told her, "we were surprised to hear that you are here considering that Raydon said you have a class this morning."
"Trowa thought it was best if I stayed in bed this morning rather than going to class, he's the one that teaches it mainly since Professor O'Hara is constantly called away and told he he'd go over whatever I missed later." Ariel informed them.
"Sounds like Trowa."
"So what's the big meeting you guys are having?" Ariel asked, sitting down in one of the other chairs while Quatre still stood, noticing that Ariel hadn't said one word to him.
"It's about both of your futures," Raberba began, "we thought since your relationship had lasted as long as it has, three years is a long time, that we should start thinking about where you wanted it to go."
Quatre saw Ariel glance at him, not recognizing the dismissal in her eyes.
"Are you talking about us moving in together and maybe marrying?" Ariel wanted to clarify.
"Exactly."
Ariel's mouth turned up at the corner, as she saw the uncomfortable Quatre put a hand at his neck at the collar of his shirt as if it was starting to strangle him.
"I see."
"We thought that since this merger, we haven't seen you two together that much although Quatre has been very gracious to Mariemaia and her parents for this," that caused Ariel to lift an eyebrow towards Quatre, "we think it was time you both had time to yourselves and a place you can be alone."
Before Quatre could open his mouth, Ariel smiled.
"I want to thank you both for your offer, but I think that Quatre and I aren't ready for that type of day to day commitment just yet. I've just started adjusting to college life and I have classes at the oddest hours, just as Quatre has classes and obligations," Ariel emphasized the last word, "that moving away from the college dorms would be an imposition on him. As for the marriage idea, I think we are both still a little young to be thinking about marriage at this time in our lives. Even if he has this year and next with a position already in the company, I still have three more years and then other things I want to do before I even think about marriage."
Raydon and Raberba seemed to consider this, as Quatre finally seemed to find his voice.
"Although the offer is a great opportunity for the both of us, I agree with Ariel that we aren't ready for that just yet."
Ariel just smiled as she stood.
"If that is all, I just wanted to stop by to see you and that I'm going to spend the day at the house, if that's alright?" Ariel asked her dad, who seemed pleased.
"Sure, honey. I am sure that Leslie, Jack and Isabel would love to see you," Raydon referred to his new wife, who he had married a little time after taking her from Felicia's custody and about her two stepsiblings who were only seven and ten years old.
"Thanks, Dad. I'll stop by at the Mansion later on today, Raberba." Ariel addressed and then turned and left the room without another word, making Quatre follow her with his eyes and as the door was almost closed she could hear Raberba ask Quatre a question.
"Now tell us what is going on between the two of you?"
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"You're telling us that someone, you don't know who yet, attacked Ariel last night causing her to get a big bump on the back of her head, although she bit the guy in the hand and that the only person we know of that could want to do that is Treize, right?" Duo assessed as he stood now in his apartment, along with Hilde, Relena, Heero, Trowa, and Wufei.
"It could have been some run of the mile mugger, you know." Hilde offered.
"Who was expecting her to use self defense and saw she wasn't carrying a purse or a wallet? I don't think so."
"Okay, so maybe it was Treize or one of his goons, cause that guy never could just do the dirty work himself, now what are we supposed to do?"
"Keep everyone safe, in groups until we figure out what is going on. What he is up to." Heero told them.
"Exactly what I was thinking." Trowa replied.
"Where's Ariel in all of this? You didn't leave her by herself last night, did you Trowa?" Relena wondered.
"I stayed there until she fell asleep," Trowa lied convincingly, "and told her to sleep in. I went to her room before I went to Wufei's but there wasn't an answer on her door and she called my cell when we were in the car coming over here telling me that she was spending the day at her dad's house."
"Then she's okay?" Hilde asked concerned.
"She's fine."
"And where's Quatre in all of this, shouldn't he had been the one to watch out for Ariel when he knew that Treize was on campus?"
"I don't even know if he knows about Treize being on campus."
"When he's around Mariemaia all the time," Trowa's voice was slightly angered, "I would guess he knows."
"Yeah, what's up with him and her? I thought Quatre didn't get along well with any Khushrenada."
"Have you seen her? She looks like a super model."
"Are you saying that he's.." Relena inquired.
"I don't know what to think but I know he and Ariel hadn't exactly been spending that much time together, not since the day she came to the dorm to tell him about her getting accepted to the University and she told me later that she was introduced to Mariemaia right then."
Trowa didn't want to think about that day, Ariel had told him what happened as well and he rather not dwell on the last time the girl he had slept with had sex with his best friend.
"So we're all agreed to keep together until we figure this out?"
"And I want to know what is going on with Quatre, is he the enemy or a friend?" Hilde added, then blanched at the looks, "you have to admit he hasn't exactly been one of us lately and who knows what he's been up to. He could be a friend of Treize's now."
"Doubt it." Trowa threw in.
Then things turned back to what to do about this and then to the practicing at Relena and Hilde stood in the kitchen talking.
"Did you notice how Trowa got a little ticked at the mention of Mariemaia and Quatre together, do you he knows something we don't?" Relena asked.
"And if he does I bet you so does Ariel, which means that they may be over."
"Never thought that would happen."
"Me, either and especially Quatre being with Treize's sister since Treize hates Quatre."
"I felt like Trowa's hiding something else about this."
"We'll just have to wait and see when we see Ariel."
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~Scandalous~ May 11-14, 2001
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