Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Raven - Death's Companion ❯ Raven ( Chapter 1 )

I'm working on a few things at the moment, but this popped into my head and demanded to be worked on now. It's a shounen ai/yaoi story. 13x5 and 2x5. It's slightly AU (I've mixed up when certain events happen, in this case `Fei-Chan's colony blows up before he has the chance to fight Treize). It will have mention of lemons (I'll probably do a version with lemons included if people want to archive them elsewhere), limes, abuse, bastardization, violence, angst, language and I'm guessing because of all that the guys will seem slightly OOC, but give it a chance.

Disclaimer - I don't own Gundam Wing, it would be fun, must admit, but life's a bitch so I get nothing.

Warnings - See the above paragraph.

Chapter - 1/??

Archive - Just ask, or just leave url.

Rating - PG -13, eventually upped to R (extreme R), would be NC-17 in it's original form.

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Raven - Death's companion.

How long had it been? Five months? Six? Well, however long it had been it had seemed like an eternity. This was the only place he was safe, supposedly. It wouldn't last long, but it was safe for now. "Wu?" a soft voice called from behind his door. "What is it Maxwell?" How long had his voice sounded so defeated? "Can I come in?" The Chinese youth sighed, lifting himself from the floor and moving toward the door. On the way, he wrapped his tunic around his shoulders and placed another black tie into his hair. Taking a few deep breaths he settled himself before opening the door. "Why?" he asked calmly, making sure to avoid the violet eyed demon's stare. "I don't know.. none of us had seen you in a while, just figured I'd come up.. make sure you're still alive in there.." Duo's voice was that forced happy one he always used and he had a grin plastered on his face but Wufei hadn't seemed to had noticed.

"I'm fine." He was exhausted, he was in pain, physical and emotional, he was torn, but to the others he would always be fine. "You sure about that `Fei?" The American pressed. "Yes." Was the simple reply before the strong wooden door was slammed into that heart shaped face. `Yeah fine, course you are' Duo thought as he glared into the wooden grain. "Well you know where I am if you wanna talk!" He called out only to be answered by silence. `Damnit Wu' answer me..' he sighed inwardly before starting to move down the hall. It wasn't very often he was teamed up with Wufei, but he knew when something was wrong. The Chinese pilot had grown further and further away from him each time, he never even saw the onyx eyed boy anymore, he'd just stay in his room and the others had reported similar activities. Duo knew that the boy had lost his colony eight months ago, but closing himself off was not the answer. "Try not to miss dinner tonight `Fei! I don't wanna come up here and drag you out." He called out before walking down the stairs of the small house.

"How'd you escape from hell demon?" Wufei asked the door when he was sure that Duo had gone. He quickly removed his tunic and pulled his hair tie back out before he went back to collapse onto his bed. "How do you escape the grasp of the devil?" he asked himself. He had wanted to ask for help, but he knew the devil had eyes for his demon and he didn't want Duo to be dragged back to a hell when he had just escaped another. Wufei's mind wandered back to the night where his life had changed forever. His colony was dead, his family was dead, his wife was dead, he was alone. He had nothing to fight for anymore, but he knew who he could blame, who was involved in his life becoming what it was and he was going to kill him. Treize Khushrenada, yes Treize, he was going to kill him.

He had found the tawny haired, proud man on one of his missions. He knew that his mind was clouded with rage but that didn't stop him ceasing his mindless killings to challenge the elder man to an honourable duel. Treize had looked him up and down and Wufei could remember physically shivering under that simple action. The man had agreed and their swords had been removed from their sheaths. This was meant to be it, the moment that halted Wufei's uselessness in the war, whichever way it went. If he won, he could stop fighting, he would have his revenge. If he lost, he would die, it was as simple as that, he would die an honourable death in the midst of battle.

But unfortunately the battle ended in neither of those ways. He fought with all his skill, parrying and thrusting, diving out the way, putting all his training and learning to good use, but whatever he tried the taller man seemed to be at least four steps ahead. There was only so long this -quickly becoming pointless- battle could go on. One sharp flick of Trieze's wrist and Wufei had lost his grasp on the hilt of his sword, and the cold blade of the elder man's weapon was placed against the supple flesh of his throat. He waited with his eyes closed for his life to end, for his battle to be over, but it didn't come. A few moments later he opened onyx eyes to be met by a pale blue, but they held something in them, something that a man who had just only won a duel would not hold in his eyes. He had won a lot more, and in that moment Wufei had realised just how much he had lost.

Blinking the Chinese boy brought himself back to the present. He would kill himself, but he was already in enough dishonour already, he did not need suicide as one of his burdens. Sighing he let his thoughts wander back months, that same night he hadn't been back to any safe house. He hadn't told anyone of his whereabouts, he hadn't reported about his mission. He was still missing three nights later, appearing at the safe house where the braided demon was residing, bruising covered his body but he had just dismissed it as battle wounds when the shocked Duo had asked him about them. Battle wounds, that he could only wish for, these wounds were different. He had spent only one night in the grasp of the devil but he had needed the rest to try and control himself. No tears had left his eyes, no cries of pain, though painful it definitely was. This was his position in the world now. He had lost that duel, he lived through it, his life -and sadly everything else- belonged to the man that had won.

He had never told anyone about his `rendezvous' with the leader of their common enemy, even as they continued he never mentioned them once. He would disappear for days on end, reappearing with bruises and pain, but he would never tell anyone of what he was going through. Still to this day, he never cried, never. He kept silent, well at least tried, he couldn't help some gasps and other noises. He knew his place, and never even tried to release himself from it, Trieze would kill him when he got bored and that would be it. Now all he had to do was wait for that moment. He hated Khushrenada to the very core of his being, but there was nothing he could do now. The only time he was tempted to lash out at his .. master.. was when the said devil announced that he would like to get the god of death to "play" with them sometime. His body had tensed and his lips had released a growl, the most reaction the elder man had got out of him in a long while. And since that day Treize had often re-vocalised his want to help "his" Dragon `dance' with Death.

Since he couldn't lash out at Treize, he often lost his control on the battle field. Destroying anything OZ related he came across in some foolish attempt of hurting their leader. It never worked, Treize would always take him again, just building more anger into Wufei's slender frame. One day he would die, but he would take as much of Treize's `empire' down as he could before hand. "'Fei!" his thoughts were interrupted once more. "Down here now! Please.. you're food's ready.. and no excuses this time!"

The braided pilot knew that Wufei liked his privacy, but all this not eating was getting ridiculous! If he had to he would not hesitate to bound into that room and drag the dark eyed exotic pilot out of that room and down to the kitchen. A few minutes later Duo was ready to put this new plan into action, but the very boy he was thinking about walked into the room. Duo had to suppress a gasp as he witnessed the body formerly known as Chang Wufei roam into the room. His tunic had been forgotten, leaving the bruises up his arms clearly visible. The trademark blue tank top not covering any of the damage on the caramel coloured frame. Dark eyes were tired.. no.. exhausted and his hair was uncharacteristically down. "'Fei?" Duo asked quietly before he moved to place Wufei's food infront of him. "Hey.. you ok?" he found himself asking though he knew the answer. "I'm fine Maxwell.. thank you for the food.." Wufei spoke quietly, though he didn't feel hungry, to feel hungry would be to feel alive, and THAT he certainly didn't feel.

They ate together in silence, and Wufei had barely touched his before he got up and cleared and cleaned his plate. The Chinese youth was about to leave in equal silence before the beeping of his watch transmitter went off. Onyx eyes scanned the small screen quickly and he almost physically flinched before he moved to the door. "I have a mission.. I'll be back soon.." he spoke quietly, knowing fully well that this was no `mission'. "Hey! Do you want me to come too?.. Not as if I've got anything to do around here." Duo started to get up. "No!" damn that had sounded almost frantic. `Treize'll like that too much..' Wufei thought to himself before he spoke out again. "It's nothing I can't handle alone Maxwell, your presence won't be.." he struggled to find a word. ".. required.." Damnit, yet again he made it sound like Duo was useless, but he just wanted to keep the god of death out of the devil's hands. "..Oh.. sure.. no problem.." Duo sounded, kind of disappointed. "Don't work too hard ok?" Duo quickly added. Wufei only looked to the ground. "I'll.." he didn't finish and took his leave, hoping that the braided pilot didn't realise how their conversation had had no real ending.

Within two hours he was back in the grasp of the devil. Pale blue eyes staring at him with lust and wanton, while he tried to keep his strength and his composure. "Don't worry Dragon.. you can go back soon.." The usually so controlled voice told him before an almost bruising kiss was placed against his lips. God he hated this. He silently prayed to anyone who was listening to give him extra strength. And for a split second he thought that prayer was answered as Trieze stopped for a second, pulling away from the Asian child. "Hm.. I don't like this unresponsive Dragon.." he mused while pushing the younger man against the wall, his short nails almost drawing blood from his back. Wufei seriously didn't like the way this was going.. but he kept his eyes on the leader of OZ. A threat was coming up, a threat that needed to be taken seriously, afterall this was one of the most powerful men in the earth's sphere. "..You're staying with the demon tonight aren't you?" The youth could feel the anger growing in him but managed to suppress it into a small nod. He didn't need Treize to finish the threat, he knew what it was and he really didn't want to hear it.

Treize seemed to understand the silence, again he moved to place a kiss at the base of the boy's neck, softly suckling on the flesh, drawing a forced purr from the submissive of this pairing. He could feel Khushrenada's lips lift into a smile before teeth sank painfully into his collarbone. Gasping from shock Wufei lost his footing and slid a little down the wall before strong hands caught him from his descent. He could feel eyes taking in every curve of his body with a predatory gleam then soft breath teased against his face. How could he try and enjoy this? Well, make it seem that he was enjoying it anyway.

Those lips were placed against his again and a soft yet demanding muscle tried to pry his lips open, it wanted access to that warm cavern. `Respond Chang! Damnit Respond!' his body was still frozen. `Respond now you stupid bastard!!' the voice screamed at him before his body jerked back awake. He opened his mouth to Treize's tongue and almost choked as it was forced down his throat. He closed his eyes and even fought back, fought for dominance over the "kiss". A soft moan was heard from Treize's throat, even that noise sent shivers down Wufei's spine, but he tried to repress them. He felt hands work their way into his hair, stroking the silken strands as if he was some sort of porcelain doll. But as always the gentle caresses never lasted long, which suited the Chinese boy just fine.

He was slammed against the wall again, and in that moment he also lost the battle that was going on in his mouth. The greedy muscle invaded him, tasting him in every way, almost simulating what would be happening a little later on. That he really didn't want to think about. He willed himself to purr and moan loudly. He almost let himself bite down on the flesh as his head was tugged up by his hair. Treize's lips left his skin for a second and Wufei struggled to catch his breath before the lips were placed back over his throat, kissing him with a hunger that he had brought upon himself by reacting. A single hand meandered it's way over his body, lifting clothes where it found them and pressing against the supple caramel flesh beneath. The Chinese boy hissed slightly as the hand went over one of the previous bruises that these encounters had created.

He lifted his hands, but was unsure of what to do with them when they got to Treize's tall body. All movement stopped for a moment as Treize pushed Wufei's hands back against the wall. "Don't over step your boundaries Dragon.." the older man said with a light smirk on his face. Lips were yet again ravishing his body and Wufei could do nothing but gasp and writhe under the touch. He could feel a soft film of sweat forming over his body and he had no clue how many showers he would have to take before this feeling of hideousness went away. His body was betraying his thoughts, not for the first time, but it had always taken longer than this before. The man who had him pressed against the wall seemed to realise this and ran his hands over Wufei's heated flesh. It wouldn't be long now until he was taken again. He shuddered at the thought. "..Just get it over with.." Wufei ground out from clenched teeth. "My pleasure sweet one.." Treize whispered in a voice coated with passion. And Wufei had no difficulties believing the statement.

It had been over six hours since Wufei left and Duo knew he shouldn't worry but after seeing the Chinese pilot that afternoon he couldn't help himself. "Jesus `Fei.. what've you got yourself into?" He mumbled. He would find out what was wrong with the Solitary Dragon if it killed him. He had been attracted to the other boy for a while now but no one else had seemed to notice. There was a soft knock on the door and Duo blinked, quickly getting up and retrieving a gun from his holster. He stood slightly to the side of the ordinary looking front door. "Who is it?" he called out, only to be answered by the same defeated boy he was just thinking about. "It's me Maxwell.. please.. just let me in.." Without a second thought the door was opened and the Asian boy stalked inside, almost automatically going for the stairs. "How did it go?" Duo asked, following him as much as he could without seeming obvious. "It was just a reconnaissance mission Maxwell.. it was.. successful.." Wufei answered before he disappeared into the bathroom. `Reconnaissance eh Wufei?.. you've had a lot of those types of missions recently.' The braided pilot mused to himself before he walked back downstairs.

Wufei could tell that Duo suspected something was wrong, but that wasn't anything new for the American pilot, he was always fussing over him. The water he was standing under was too hot, but it didn't matter, he needed this feeling to go away. He needed Treize away from him. He hissed as the water ran painfully over his backside, but thankfully he managed to keep it quiet. He washed several times before he left the shower cubicle but he didn't feel any better. Delicately he placed his boxer shorts and some dark trousers on, followed by a light tanktop and a dark tunic to cover his more recent injuries. He had to make an appearance downstairs to try and squelch Duo's worries and suspicions so he lifted a book from his bedside table and took his glasses also before he left his room, leaving his hair wet and down.

Duo started to feel a little better when Wufei had showed himself and walked into the living room. But he almost died of shock when the Chinese boy flinched as he sat down. "Fei?" he asked the boy as the other skimmed through the Chinese text. "What is it Maxwell?" he asked politely, bringing his eyes over the frames of his glasses. Duo smiled, `Fei looked cute when he did that. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked slightly concerned. "Yes! I'm fine.. now stop acting like a.. a.." the words eluded him. "Broken record?" The American offered. Wufei nodded and smiled slightly before going back to his book. Duo kept silent from then, but that didn't stop him staring at the exotic pilot in front of him until Wufei fell asleep with the book still in his hands.

`God he looks beautiful like that..' Duo mused to himself as he got up, determined to carry his raven haired companion to a bed. He softly took the glasses from the closed Onyx eyes and removed the book from his lax grasp. He smiled slightly as the boy mumbled something in his sleep before he came fully to rest again. Duo chuckled a little before he wound his arms around Wufei's body, lifting him up into a soft embrace. A pained frown crossed Wufei's face and he squirmed a little. The braided pilot looked slightly confused before he realised that his right arm was holding `Fei a little too close to his obviously painful rear. "God `Fei.." he whispered as he moved his arm down to cradle the boy with the back of his knees.

As he carried the boy upstairs the Chinese boy's tunic had slipped a little from his body, revealing bite marks just above the boy's collarbone. "Okay.. this is getting freaky.." Duo mumbled to himself as he softly kicked Wufei's bedroom door open. He placed the smaller boy softly onto the bed before he shook the Asian beauty awake. "'Fei?.. I brought you up to bed.. and I couldn't help but notice.. this." He said as he poked the marks on Wufei's throat. The Chinese boy winced and then blinked a few times until his room came back fully into focus. "Get out Maxwell.." he growled only to have the trademark Maxwell grin in his face. "Fei! You can tell me if you found someone!" `It would kill me.. but you could tell me..' he added silently. "I haven't.. found.. anyone Duo.. now please.. go.." Wufei mumbled before trying to protect himself with the flimsy material of his bed covers.

"Okay `Fei.. but only `cause you're tired.. I wanna full explanation tomorrow.." Duo said before he went to step back, only to watch the Asian boy curl around himself and drifted back into sleep. Taking this very rare opportunity Duo stepped forward and placed a soft kiss on Wufei's forehead. "Goodnight my raven haired dragon.. " Wufei stirred slightly as he heard the word `Dragon' in the air.. "No.." he mumbled quietly, turning his body slightly, still unaware of where he was. "I can't.. not now.." he said with a little more pain, fear, well what the emotion was wasn't important. All that mattered was that it was a negative one. Duo looked sympathetic toward his friend before he used his stealth and speed as Shinigami to disappear from Wufei's room.

Wufei blinked a few times before he finally opened his eyes. He quickly scanned the room before he realised that Treize was no where near him, he wasn't anyone's `dragon'. Not now, now he was safe, At least for a short while, he grumbled softly to himself before he curled back up into his sheets, forgetting the clothes that were still on his body as he fell into a very uncomfortable sleep.

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End Chapter 1! Hey.. I think this may turn into some kind of epic.. BUT I NEED FEEDBACK! Got that?!

Wufei : What the hell? Since when was I Treize's bitch!?

*looks around and then darts off*

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