Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Phoenix's Flame ❯ This Heart To Break ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Sandra aka Wufei Lover 
Wufei goes out when he's feeling alone and lost. Danger awaits...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.27.2002 | Updated On: 01.07.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 459 | Status: Work In Progress
Wufei goes out when he's feeling alone and lost. Danger awaits...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.27.2002 | Updated On: 01.07.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 459 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Phoenix's Flame ~This Heart To Break~
Pairings: 5+1 unrequited, OCx5 (eventually) implied 1x2 and 3x4
Warnings: Slight NCS, Angst and tons of romance ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and the boys, *sobs* so don't sue. You'll only get a very crappy computer and some pennies, and that's it. *sniffs*
AN: This is my second oldest fics!
It was late, midnight probably.
Wufei was trying hard to sleep, however the noises that the other pilots were making, were becoming very irritating.
Ever since the other four pilots had paired up, they barely seemed to notice him at all. In the morning he was completely ignored, and the nights were spent making passionate love, while he lay alone and forgotten to the world.
Perhaps deep inside of his soul, Wufei wished that there was someone for him as well, but no, he never succeeded in finding that special someone.
He was badly hurt by the way they all started to treat him, but he was very determined not to let it show.
Heaving a deep and sad sigh, the boy dressed himself, and grabbed his jacket, rushing out of the safe house in a rush, but soundlessly. He didn't really care where he was going; he just let his feet carry him to wherever they wanted to go.
Soon he found himself in the city.
Wufei felt the cold wind blow against his lithe form and he wrapped the jacket tighter around himself.
A voice inside his head was screaming at him that something was not right and he should turn back, but he ignored it and continued walking.
His thoughts were drifting once more to the other pilots.
He knew how the pilot of Sandrock, who was -or rather used to be- his best friend, felt towards Trowa, and he was secretly happy that the two found love with each other.
But whenever he thought of the other two pilots together, his heart clenched painfully and he always felt that horrible urge to curl into a small ball, and cry for his misfortune.
He silently asked why he had to fall in love with someone who barely saw him, let alone love him in return.
Begin Flashback
The young Chinese boy debated whether he should risk everything and go and tell the one he loved about how he felt. He wanted to do it so badly, to think everything would be all right and he'd find himself soon in the other pilot's arms.
He didn't even realize that he had walked out of his room and he was standing in front of *his* door.
Slowly, his arm reached out of its own accord to the doorknob, but Wufei couldn't bring himself to turn it. He began to tremble and whimper. What if he was rejected? He knew that he wouldn't be able to deal with the heartbreak.
But keeping all this bottled up inside was slowly eating him up alive. Taking a deep breath, he held his head high and was about to open the door when he heard a soft moan and a gasp.
His heart pounding against his ribcage, Wufei slowly and quietly opened the door. What he saw shattered his heart into pieces.
Heero had Duo under him and he was pressing gentle and loving kisses all over his beautiful body. The braided one was moaning in pleasure, and he begged the Perfect Soldier to never stop with his caresses.
Heero smiled with joy.
Duo smiled with happiness.
Wufei choked down a heartbreaking sob.
Backing away, he quietly closed the door and ran to the safety of his room. He threw himself on his bed, and buried his head in his arms, crying his heart out.
Why did Fate have to be so cruel? The one he loved and admired so much, loved someone else. His heart was now destroyed, and his soul wasn't too far behind.
How he wished that he were in Duo's place. That he was the one receiving all those kisses, that he was the only one that Heero smiled for.
His sobs grew in pitch, causing his slight form to tremble violently. The boy felt consciousness slowly escaping him and before he was claimed by the awaiting darkness, he whispered weakly, "wo ai ni heero..."
Then he let those dark arms claim him in their embrace.
End Flashback
A single tear slipped down his caramel cheek, and he hugged himself to try and drive the dark shadows away.
That voice came again, this time louder. Again he ignored it, but he should've listened to it...
SMACK!
Wufei raised his hand to rub it against his already bruising skin. He looked up with a glare to see who dared touch him. To his horror he saw a group of six bulky men surrounding him slowly, and they had hungry looks in their eyes.
He hid his fear with his mask of arrogance. One part of him told him to fight, but the other part said that fighting them wouldn't be wise. True he was strong, but he was much smaller and younger than them, and he knew that he wouldn't win.
He tried to turn back, but before he had a chance to run, the leader, who was also the biggest of the group, grabbed his wrist and spun him around, looking him up and down.
He smiled nastily down at the tiny pilot and began with a sneering voice, "What have we here boys?"
He paused to cup the boy's face with his free hand, while his cronies laughed along.
Wufei managed to stifle a whimper, but his pride gave in and he tried to bite his assailant's hand from his face. The other man, sensing such an action, merely smirked and easily covered the boy's small mouth with his fingers.
"Now, now. Just relax honey. If you didn't want this, then you shouldn't have come in our territory."
The smaller boy narrowed his eyes and began to shake his head violently, effectively getting the man's hand off his mouth, and he began with an icy glare, "Let me go, or I'll..."
"Or you'll what? Call for mommy?"
He and his men laughed harder at the "helpless" boy.
The boy's fear grew, but so did his anger, and with a war cry he kicked the man in the face. The man was surprised enough to release his prey's wrist.
"Grab him!" he shouted, and all of them attacked the pilot at once.
Wufei fought back, even though he knew that he was going to lose soon. His pride just wouldn't let him turn back and run now.
He succeeded in holding his ground for a few minutes, but all too soon he found himself pinned to the ground, one man holding his hands above his head, while the other wrenched his legs apart. He tried to fight another whimper, but failed.
The leader knelt down, and took the boy's chin in his hand again and smiled. Wufei growled and spat in his face.
The man slowly wiped off the saliva from his face and looked at the boy menacingly.
"Make the little bitch pay, Gary!" one of his cronies shouted.
"Oh I will, believe me I will," the man named Gary replied, huskily. He gave his men a look and they immediately began to tear off the boy's clothes.
Wufei began to struggle, but it was no use. The other men were far stronger than himself. Gary was soon leaning over the boy, who was now breathing heavily.
"You're going to be mine now, my beauty," he whispered.
Without any warnings, he released his large and thick member from its confinement and rammed into Wufei's lithe body.
He tried not to scream, but it was so hard. He never felt such agonizing pain, and it was slowly blinding him.
"AH! STOP, hmmf!"
The boy's screams were muffled when the big man took his mouth for a bruising kiss. Wufei whimpered, and closed his eyes tight to prevent the tears from falling, but they fell anyway.
'Heero, Heero, Heero, Heero...' Wufei continued to repeat his love's name in his head. The Wing's pilot never loved him, and after this, he was sure that the Japanese boy would hate him even more.
The man gripped the boy's hips and lifted them, to thrust deeper into his body, his mouth still devouring Wufei's own, while his men whispered the sickest words in his ears.
"Let him go."
The command was so soft, that it was barely heard, but all of them heard him. The Chinese boy hesitantly opened his eyes, and when he felt the man's lips release his, he whispered, "heero?"
Gary simply smirked and thrust harder into the boy, causing him to scream in surprise.
"Get lost punk. Unless you want some of this, get lost. He's *mine* now!"
The way the man spoke sent a shiver down the captive boy's spine, and he began to squirm underneath him, but to no avail.
Frightened obsidian met Prussian blue... Could it be?
"Heero!" Wufei cried in relief. He got a sharp smack in the face for it.
"Shut up, bitch."
"Which part of 'let him go' didn't you understand?" came the voice again, this time slightly louder and colder. The mysterious boy came into view at last, and Wufei felt a little part of his soul dying.
It wasn't Heero.
He had long red hair that flowed behind his upper back and Prussian blue eyes, just like Heero's own. His clothes consisted of a pair of really old jeans, and a red tank-top. He had no shoes, or anything to protect him from the cold.
He was very tall, but also slender and didn't look that strong to the other men's eyes.
When his eyes made contact with those midnight orbs, he felt unexpectedly warm inside, and a great urge to protect the boy at all costs made itself known.
Gary laughed and pressed another bruising kiss on Wufei's lips, drawing a tearful whimper from the boy beneath him, who shut his eyes once more. When he drew back, he replied, "You want this slut so bad, then come get 'im yourself."
The strange comer sighed and said, "If you say so, but then don't say that I didn't warn you." And with that, he ran with inhuman speed, and pulled the big man off of Wufei, who still had his eyes closed and was trembling slightly.
The boy hit Gary mercilessly, till he could barely stand up. The man stood up as best as he could, blood flowing from his cut lips.
"No more! Take the slut! He's all yours! Let's go guys!"
And the men ran as fast as they could, helping their leader as they disappeared into the night.
The redhead shook his head and walked over to the little pilot and knelt down beside him. When his eyes fell on him, he felt his heart stop there and then.
'God, he's so beautiful.'
Without even realizing what he was doing, the red-haired teen reached out to stroke the boy's delicate face, where he had been smacked twice.
Wufei slowly opened his eyes at the touch and backed away as best as he could. He hissed when the other teen began to make his way towards him.
"Hey, kid. You okay?" he asked gently. Wufei looked at the boy that he had mistaken for the one he loved, and quickly looked away so that his savior couldn't see him wipe the tears from his now smudgy cheeks.
"Hey kid, I asked you a question. Are..."
"I'm fine! And don't call me a kid!"
"Okay, okay. Jeez, no need to bite my head off. 'Was only tryin' to help."
Wufei chose to ignore that last comment and grabbed his clothes, and hurriedly put them back on.
As soon as he tried to stand up, he felt a sharp pain and he sagged with a small cry. The redhead rushed forward, and the Chinese boy fell right into his arms.
Wufei's breath caught in his throat. The way he was being held by this stranger felt so right, as if they were meant to be, but he was still afraid.
"Let me go! Don't touch me!" he cried, pushing the other boy away.
The older teen let him go reluctantly. He enjoyed having that tiny body in his arms very much, and he wasn't going to deny it. He figured that the beauty was still frightened after that ugly experience, so he didn't push it.
"Sorry, kid."
"I said I'm not a kid!"
"Then what do I call you?" asked the boy in amusement.
"Wufei."
"Just Wufei?"
The boy glared. Who did he think he was, asking him all these questions? But he found himself answering without hesitation, "Chang Wufei."
"Okay then, Wufei. It was good meeting you."
Wufei was about to say something else however the mysterious boy had already disappeared from view, but the Chinese could still hear the soft footsteps.
"WAIT! WHO ARE YOU?!" he called hopefully.
"I don't have a name. If you must, call me Phoenix," was the very soft response. Then the air grew quiet, except for Wufei's heavy breathing.
"Thank you, Phoenix," he whispered. Then he turned back and ran faster than he had ever run in his life to the safe house.
Without even bothering to keep quiet, he dashed to his room and locked the door. Flinging himself back on the bed, he covered his whole body with the sheets and tried to forget what had just happened to him, but it was impossible.
He closed his eyes tight and saw wild moss-green hair and gentle Prussian blue orbs. When his eyes re-opened, he found himself wondering if it was possible to love two people at the same time.
TBC
I finally decided to revise this old thing, and it looks much better. Hope that you'll give it a chance now.
I'll try and revise Part 2 as soon as a possible, so bear with me people! Ja ne!
Pairings: 5+1 unrequited, OCx5 (eventually) implied 1x2 and 3x4
Warnings: Slight NCS, Angst and tons of romance ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and the boys, *sobs* so don't sue. You'll only get a very crappy computer and some pennies, and that's it. *sniffs*
AN: This is my second oldest fics!
It was late, midnight probably.
Wufei was trying hard to sleep, however the noises that the other pilots were making, were becoming very irritating.
Ever since the other four pilots had paired up, they barely seemed to notice him at all. In the morning he was completely ignored, and the nights were spent making passionate love, while he lay alone and forgotten to the world.
Perhaps deep inside of his soul, Wufei wished that there was someone for him as well, but no, he never succeeded in finding that special someone.
He was badly hurt by the way they all started to treat him, but he was very determined not to let it show.
Heaving a deep and sad sigh, the boy dressed himself, and grabbed his jacket, rushing out of the safe house in a rush, but soundlessly. He didn't really care where he was going; he just let his feet carry him to wherever they wanted to go.
Soon he found himself in the city.
Wufei felt the cold wind blow against his lithe form and he wrapped the jacket tighter around himself.
A voice inside his head was screaming at him that something was not right and he should turn back, but he ignored it and continued walking.
His thoughts were drifting once more to the other pilots.
He knew how the pilot of Sandrock, who was -or rather used to be- his best friend, felt towards Trowa, and he was secretly happy that the two found love with each other.
But whenever he thought of the other two pilots together, his heart clenched painfully and he always felt that horrible urge to curl into a small ball, and cry for his misfortune.
He silently asked why he had to fall in love with someone who barely saw him, let alone love him in return.
Begin Flashback
The young Chinese boy debated whether he should risk everything and go and tell the one he loved about how he felt. He wanted to do it so badly, to think everything would be all right and he'd find himself soon in the other pilot's arms.
He didn't even realize that he had walked out of his room and he was standing in front of *his* door.
Slowly, his arm reached out of its own accord to the doorknob, but Wufei couldn't bring himself to turn it. He began to tremble and whimper. What if he was rejected? He knew that he wouldn't be able to deal with the heartbreak.
But keeping all this bottled up inside was slowly eating him up alive. Taking a deep breath, he held his head high and was about to open the door when he heard a soft moan and a gasp.
His heart pounding against his ribcage, Wufei slowly and quietly opened the door. What he saw shattered his heart into pieces.
Heero had Duo under him and he was pressing gentle and loving kisses all over his beautiful body. The braided one was moaning in pleasure, and he begged the Perfect Soldier to never stop with his caresses.
Heero smiled with joy.
Duo smiled with happiness.
Wufei choked down a heartbreaking sob.
Backing away, he quietly closed the door and ran to the safety of his room. He threw himself on his bed, and buried his head in his arms, crying his heart out.
Why did Fate have to be so cruel? The one he loved and admired so much, loved someone else. His heart was now destroyed, and his soul wasn't too far behind.
How he wished that he were in Duo's place. That he was the one receiving all those kisses, that he was the only one that Heero smiled for.
His sobs grew in pitch, causing his slight form to tremble violently. The boy felt consciousness slowly escaping him and before he was claimed by the awaiting darkness, he whispered weakly, "wo ai ni heero..."
Then he let those dark arms claim him in their embrace.
End Flashback
A single tear slipped down his caramel cheek, and he hugged himself to try and drive the dark shadows away.
That voice came again, this time louder. Again he ignored it, but he should've listened to it...
SMACK!
Wufei raised his hand to rub it against his already bruising skin. He looked up with a glare to see who dared touch him. To his horror he saw a group of six bulky men surrounding him slowly, and they had hungry looks in their eyes.
He hid his fear with his mask of arrogance. One part of him told him to fight, but the other part said that fighting them wouldn't be wise. True he was strong, but he was much smaller and younger than them, and he knew that he wouldn't win.
He tried to turn back, but before he had a chance to run, the leader, who was also the biggest of the group, grabbed his wrist and spun him around, looking him up and down.
He smiled nastily down at the tiny pilot and began with a sneering voice, "What have we here boys?"
He paused to cup the boy's face with his free hand, while his cronies laughed along.
Wufei managed to stifle a whimper, but his pride gave in and he tried to bite his assailant's hand from his face. The other man, sensing such an action, merely smirked and easily covered the boy's small mouth with his fingers.
"Now, now. Just relax honey. If you didn't want this, then you shouldn't have come in our territory."
The smaller boy narrowed his eyes and began to shake his head violently, effectively getting the man's hand off his mouth, and he began with an icy glare, "Let me go, or I'll..."
"Or you'll what? Call for mommy?"
He and his men laughed harder at the "helpless" boy.
The boy's fear grew, but so did his anger, and with a war cry he kicked the man in the face. The man was surprised enough to release his prey's wrist.
"Grab him!" he shouted, and all of them attacked the pilot at once.
Wufei fought back, even though he knew that he was going to lose soon. His pride just wouldn't let him turn back and run now.
He succeeded in holding his ground for a few minutes, but all too soon he found himself pinned to the ground, one man holding his hands above his head, while the other wrenched his legs apart. He tried to fight another whimper, but failed.
The leader knelt down, and took the boy's chin in his hand again and smiled. Wufei growled and spat in his face.
The man slowly wiped off the saliva from his face and looked at the boy menacingly.
"Make the little bitch pay, Gary!" one of his cronies shouted.
"Oh I will, believe me I will," the man named Gary replied, huskily. He gave his men a look and they immediately began to tear off the boy's clothes.
Wufei began to struggle, but it was no use. The other men were far stronger than himself. Gary was soon leaning over the boy, who was now breathing heavily.
"You're going to be mine now, my beauty," he whispered.
Without any warnings, he released his large and thick member from its confinement and rammed into Wufei's lithe body.
He tried not to scream, but it was so hard. He never felt such agonizing pain, and it was slowly blinding him.
"AH! STOP, hmmf!"
The boy's screams were muffled when the big man took his mouth for a bruising kiss. Wufei whimpered, and closed his eyes tight to prevent the tears from falling, but they fell anyway.
'Heero, Heero, Heero, Heero...' Wufei continued to repeat his love's name in his head. The Wing's pilot never loved him, and after this, he was sure that the Japanese boy would hate him even more.
The man gripped the boy's hips and lifted them, to thrust deeper into his body, his mouth still devouring Wufei's own, while his men whispered the sickest words in his ears.
"Let him go."
The command was so soft, that it was barely heard, but all of them heard him. The Chinese boy hesitantly opened his eyes, and when he felt the man's lips release his, he whispered, "heero?"
Gary simply smirked and thrust harder into the boy, causing him to scream in surprise.
"Get lost punk. Unless you want some of this, get lost. He's *mine* now!"
The way the man spoke sent a shiver down the captive boy's spine, and he began to squirm underneath him, but to no avail.
Frightened obsidian met Prussian blue... Could it be?
"Heero!" Wufei cried in relief. He got a sharp smack in the face for it.
"Shut up, bitch."
"Which part of 'let him go' didn't you understand?" came the voice again, this time slightly louder and colder. The mysterious boy came into view at last, and Wufei felt a little part of his soul dying.
It wasn't Heero.
He had long red hair that flowed behind his upper back and Prussian blue eyes, just like Heero's own. His clothes consisted of a pair of really old jeans, and a red tank-top. He had no shoes, or anything to protect him from the cold.
He was very tall, but also slender and didn't look that strong to the other men's eyes.
When his eyes made contact with those midnight orbs, he felt unexpectedly warm inside, and a great urge to protect the boy at all costs made itself known.
Gary laughed and pressed another bruising kiss on Wufei's lips, drawing a tearful whimper from the boy beneath him, who shut his eyes once more. When he drew back, he replied, "You want this slut so bad, then come get 'im yourself."
The strange comer sighed and said, "If you say so, but then don't say that I didn't warn you." And with that, he ran with inhuman speed, and pulled the big man off of Wufei, who still had his eyes closed and was trembling slightly.
The boy hit Gary mercilessly, till he could barely stand up. The man stood up as best as he could, blood flowing from his cut lips.
"No more! Take the slut! He's all yours! Let's go guys!"
And the men ran as fast as they could, helping their leader as they disappeared into the night.
The redhead shook his head and walked over to the little pilot and knelt down beside him. When his eyes fell on him, he felt his heart stop there and then.
'God, he's so beautiful.'
Without even realizing what he was doing, the red-haired teen reached out to stroke the boy's delicate face, where he had been smacked twice.
Wufei slowly opened his eyes at the touch and backed away as best as he could. He hissed when the other teen began to make his way towards him.
"Hey, kid. You okay?" he asked gently. Wufei looked at the boy that he had mistaken for the one he loved, and quickly looked away so that his savior couldn't see him wipe the tears from his now smudgy cheeks.
"Hey kid, I asked you a question. Are..."
"I'm fine! And don't call me a kid!"
"Okay, okay. Jeez, no need to bite my head off. 'Was only tryin' to help."
Wufei chose to ignore that last comment and grabbed his clothes, and hurriedly put them back on.
As soon as he tried to stand up, he felt a sharp pain and he sagged with a small cry. The redhead rushed forward, and the Chinese boy fell right into his arms.
Wufei's breath caught in his throat. The way he was being held by this stranger felt so right, as if they were meant to be, but he was still afraid.
"Let me go! Don't touch me!" he cried, pushing the other boy away.
The older teen let him go reluctantly. He enjoyed having that tiny body in his arms very much, and he wasn't going to deny it. He figured that the beauty was still frightened after that ugly experience, so he didn't push it.
"Sorry, kid."
"I said I'm not a kid!"
"Then what do I call you?" asked the boy in amusement.
"Wufei."
"Just Wufei?"
The boy glared. Who did he think he was, asking him all these questions? But he found himself answering without hesitation, "Chang Wufei."
"Okay then, Wufei. It was good meeting you."
Wufei was about to say something else however the mysterious boy had already disappeared from view, but the Chinese could still hear the soft footsteps.
"WAIT! WHO ARE YOU?!" he called hopefully.
"I don't have a name. If you must, call me Phoenix," was the very soft response. Then the air grew quiet, except for Wufei's heavy breathing.
"Thank you, Phoenix," he whispered. Then he turned back and ran faster than he had ever run in his life to the safe house.
Without even bothering to keep quiet, he dashed to his room and locked the door. Flinging himself back on the bed, he covered his whole body with the sheets and tried to forget what had just happened to him, but it was impossible.
He closed his eyes tight and saw wild moss-green hair and gentle Prussian blue orbs. When his eyes re-opened, he found himself wondering if it was possible to love two people at the same time.
TBC
I finally decided to revise this old thing, and it looks much better. Hope that you'll give it a chance now.
I'll try and revise Part 2 as soon as a possible, so bear with me people! Ja ne!