Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 4

Title: Retribution

Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guys….I don't think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc

Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.

Rating: R

Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isn't even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GW's well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart don't ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P

Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6…you get the idea…1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)…..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.

 

A/N: Hey I'm back and with plenty more to post!! I'll try not to run out too quickly though that's why you only get so many chapters a day. I'm sure I have at least thirty in my possession as in they're not posted yet. But, meh, what's a little suspense? ^_^

 

Rose Fury: O_O…>_<….O_O flamethrower!!! *glomps Lucifer* You are such a sweet bishie!!! I'm sure I can get someone to use this. *puts flamethrower in my pocket* And no Duo wasn't too nice but I like him like that. He's sadistically chipper. :-P Thank you for reviewing and have a great day!!

 

Scarletty: Hey chick, I didn't know anyone read my bios but since you do keep an eye out for a special email…hopefully it won't mess up when you open it. I should have it to you by next Tuesday at the latest being that prom is this week. Anywho, you love Talim, huh? *Talim waves from the background* He gets a lot of fans for an OC. Maybe because I use him so much. Oh well, I can't really answer all your questions because that would ruin the surprise. You'll have to wait so later on you can be like `ooooooohhhh I get it now' or something like that. And I do love long reviews. They are so entertaining. ^_^ Thank you for reviewing and have a nice day!

 

Chapter 4

 

Talim and Trowa took up defensive stances instinctively at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. The two glared daggers at the short blonde standing just a few feet away from them.

 

The new guy was about Talim's height with wide aquamarine eyes and short sunny blonde hair. The dark colors he wore made his hair as well as his pale skin seem to glow where he stood. Beside him stood a guy slightly taller than him with an almost impish like face.

 

“Hmm…so sorry to burst your bubble.” The blonde said sarcastically.

 

“Could say the same thing about you.” Talim answered.

 

“Now I'm sure we can work this out nicely.” The brunette beside the blonde said. The tone he said it with spoke otherwise. Someone was going to have to die.

 

“Yes, lets.” Talim said. A slow maniac grin formed on his face as he charged the blonde. Trowa took off close behind him changing direction to go for the brunette.

 

Talim grunted as the blonde threw a punch at him before he could slow down enough. Quickly, he snaked his body to the left to avoid the blow. Just as fast as he had changed direction, he went back throwing his own punch only to connect with the wall. That didn't deter him as he spun and kicked out his leg. “So what's your name?”

 

The blonde jumped to avoid the sweeping leg and retaliated with a right hook. It connected with his opponent's ribcage but had little impact as the ribcage sunk in to absorb the force. “Quatre and yours?” He spun and kicked high.

 

Talim blocked the kick to the side of his head with both arms. He leered down the length of the other youth's leg. “You can call me Diablo. If you can get me to the floor, I'll tell you my real name.” He said playfully.

 

Quatre grinned and retrieved his leg. “And who's your friend?” He asked sending a left hook and jab Talim's way.

 

Both blows were blocked skillfully. “Hmm….you'll have to ask him yourself. What about yours?”

 

“He'll tell you himself if you ask.”

 

Just a few inches away, Trowa and Quatre's partner fought on. Trowa kicked and punched throwing as little weight and as much force as he could into each blow. In retaliation, his opponent quickly raised an elbow taking the other youth in the chin. Trowa staggered but recovered quickly by raising his knee and taking the youth in the gut. The two separated and glared at each other.

 

“I'd hate to take out such a good fighter.” The impish teen said. “Is this target worth your life?”

 

“Every target is worth a life.” Trowa said smoothly. At the same time, Talim came flying between them with Quatre riding him. The two grunted and rolled laughing here and there as they went.

 

“I got you on the floor,” Quatre grunted. “What's your real name?”

 

“Talim.”

”Great!” Quatre said punching the redhead in the cheek. Talim came back and returned the blow knocking the blonde from on top of him. “Now!” The blonde growled and turned to Trowa. “What's yours?”

 

“Quatre, we're not at a tea party.” The violet eyed thief drawled. His statement fell on deaf ears as the blonde charged the taller teen. “I guess you wanna know my name too.”

 

“Nah, I just wanna fight!” Talim answered kicking his leg out and catching the teen's feet. “But I would like to know what to call you just in case I don't have to kill you at the moment and we meet again.”

 

“You can call me Shinigami.”

 

“Ohhh, then refer to me as Diablo.”

 

“Nice to meet a fellow bringer of death and torture.” Shinigami lashed out catching the smaller boy in the ribs. Talim grunted with every blow until he paused and grinned menacingly. He stepped forward suddenly causing the other to step back as well. He took the momentary lapse and lashed out quickly with his fist. He caught the other boy in the lip and nose. Blood spurted from both places.

 

“Damn!!” Shinigami cursed and jumped back. He wiped hastily at the blood on his face.

 

“Ever had a knife fight?” Talim asked.

 

“A kid after my own heart.”

 

Both took out a switchblade each and charged each other. Their blade glinted and hissed through the air catching fabric and flesh every now and then.

 

“What the hell is going on down there?!” A shout bought the fight to a premature end as the four paused to listen. Their ears strained picking up the sound of approaching footsteps.

 

“Damn it all to hell.” Shinigami hissed angrily. “We'll deal with you guys later, hopefully.” He sneered.

 

“Damn right we will.” Talim barked back taking off down the opposite end of the hall. Trowa followed quickly.

”Wait, what's your name!” Quatre called after him.

 

Trowa looked back at the now slightly bruised face. “Trowa.”

 

 

 

TBC……

 

A/N: I can't remember the last fight scene I wrote. It was fun being that none of the combatants are….stable. They're all a little loony as you can see. Being serious and not serious at the same time. Anywho, more to come as long as I get reviews and whatnot.