Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Slave Caves ❯ Chapter 3

Slave Caves 3

Thornangel

Tootsiesmile@aol.com

Pairings: Trowa/Quatre, Duo/Heero, or Wufie/Heero

Warnings: Yaoi, um, get back to you on that.

Disclaimer: I don't the GW Boys. But I do own this idea. Although if you'd like to borrow it, that's fine with me! Just say where you got it ~_^.

A/N: The first sentence in this chapter from the last chapter. The last sentence to be exact. It starts off the flashback. Okay, by the end of this chapter, I shall know who to be pairings with whom. I won't tell you who.

…He had caught Trowa and Quatre making out in the garden after breakfast.

::Flashback::

Duo walked out the door and made his way to the garden. It was a perfect day for a stroll. As he got near it he heard some strange sounds. He looked around him for a weapon of some sorts, in case it was an intruder. *What kind of intruder would come out in broad daylight? *

He crept closer, tightening his hold on the stick. The garden consisted on large bushes arranged in a maze like way. They were weaved together so thick that you couldn't get out or get in. And you couldn't see through them. He made his way slowly into the opening of the maze. Or the end, it didn't really matter.

From the sounds, they were close to one of the outside walls. He crept closer and peeked around the sides. His jaw dropped at the sight of the two, along with the stick. He coughed to get their attention. They immediately jumped apart. Quatre turned a deep red ad Trowa took on a light pink color.

Duo couldn't help but laugh at them. They immediately turned deeper shades and shuffled their feet. Then Quatre had rushed over to him, pleading that he didn't tell his father. Trowa just stood there, glaring at him. He still wasn't sure if it was because he had interrupted them or if he was warning him against telling.

He had promised not to tell and to forget all about it. Because he really didn't care what they did. As long as his father didn't find out.

::End Flashback::

Duo had to laugh as he remembered the way they had jumped apart. His thoughts wandered to the place where he had caught them. Duo sighed, remembering the garden. The maze was a fair size, and it took at least half an hour to get to the middle of it. But it was well worth it, once you saw what was there.

When his mother was still alive, it was her idea about the maze. She had read about one in a couple of romance novels and it became her dream to have one. One where she could walk in at night, looking and smelling the sweet flowers in the bushes. The stars twinkling overhead, soft grass under her bare feet.

And her loving husband, waiting for her in the middle, in his arms a dozen roses. They would sit and talk and laugh.

It was her dream, and she had gotten his father into having one built for her. But once it was done, she had said that it was missing something. So she thought on it for days, until she came running down the stairs, all smiles. She had said, that it needed a fountain. A beautiful fountain, so when the moon shone, it would sparkle in its waters.

They had gone out to buy one. Duo was around six at this time. He would listen, as his mother would go laughing down the stairs, bare feet padding on the carpet. He would listen, as the door would close shut. He would move to the window, watching as she ran to the beginning of the maze, white gown and sparkling brown hair flowing around her.

From his room, he could see the top of the fountain. But he couldn't see anything else but green and the red and purple flowers on the outside wall of it.

Duo sighed and sat up. It always made him sad to think of his mother. He usually went to the statue she loved to think about her. It reminded him of her. The way the water would sprout out three different ways, and run softly down the three bodies.

The way three pairs of wings would seem to stretch out in the night, covering him from the rain and sadness. He loved to just sit there and stair at the three angels. They perched on a basin, their feet bare. Robes hung lose on them. In their hands lay an instrument, except one. She was his favorite. One held a harp, long hair going to her waist, the other held a flute, hair, stopping at her shoulder, and eyes shut. And his favorite. She was the one that held the small lily in her hands. Slender hands wrapped around the stem.

Hair flowed to about two inches past her shoulders, her eyes warm and kind. There weren't any halos, just wings. Wide, concrete wings spreading from their backs, all connecting at near the tips.

Duo loved that special one, because it reminded him so much of his mother. The way she smiled down at him and laughed with him. But that had all ended with she died in a car crash. She was on the way home from the opera and a truck had slammed into her. Killing her and her unborn baby. It was supposed to have been a boy. Duo would have been a brother.

He sort of resented his father for it. He was supposed to have gone with her, but had told her he didn't feel well enough to go and that he had a headache. The singing would make it worse. Duo sighed and laid back down, arm covering his face. *Wonder what Heero would think if I showed him the fountain. * He could just imagine the way Heero would gasp and smile at him. Duo smiled, thinking about him.

*I have to take them all out there sometime. I know they'd like it. * Duo thought smiling. *I wonder how long they've been in there. How they met. * Duo sat up, again. He pushed a button on the intercom. "Hey Quatre. Can you come up to my room for a sec please?" Duo said. He let go and in a moment heard an answering beep. "Sure Duo. Be up in a minute."

Duo grinned and nodded. *Hello! He can't see that. * Duo laughed at himself. He pushed the button. "Thanks." He sat on his bed and waited. True to his word, Quatre knocked on the door a minute later. "Come on in."

Quatre came in and closed the door behind him. Duo patted the spot on the bed next to him. He saw Quatre tense up. "Geez, Quatre. I only want you to sit. I just want to talk to you. I don't bite. Honestly." Duo smiled at him.

Quatre slowly came over and softly sat next to him. "I just wanted to ask you a couple questions." Duo said. Quatre didn't move and just sat staring at him. "So, how did you guys meet? How long have you been in the caves? Who was there first? Second? Third? Last? Who was the most troublesome? I just want to know more about you guys." Duo asked eagerly, almost jumping on his bed.

Quatre smirked and relaxed. "Okay, I'll answer them in order. Though I'll leave how we met for last. I've personally been in the caves for five years. Trowas has been in there six. Wufies been in there for nine. And Heeros been in there for eleven." At all this, Duo had a shocked look on his face, which Quatre laughed at.

"Theres people in there that's been in there for longer times. There's some that's been in there their whole lives. But anyways, onto the next question. Okay, you can tell by the years, Heero, Wufie, Trowa, and I was last. And for the most troublesome, that would definitely be Heero."

Duo looked shocked again. "Heero? He was the most troublesome? I just can't see that. He's so quite." Quatre smiled sadly. "Yes, but there, you don't need to be loud to be troublesome. He was just the person who rebelled to everything. Which causes trouble. We all just went with the flow. Blending in with everybody else. But not quite enough not to get noticed. Wufie, he would go on about Justice to the Masters. Trowa would glare, and me. Well, I was with Trowa so that was bad enough. But Heero was the worst. A Master would tell him to do something and he would just stand there and glare at you."

Duo had a thinking expression on and he was staring out the window. "So that's how the picked on Heero before we left." Quatre nodded. Duo shook his head. "Okay. So tell me how you guys met." Quatre smiled at him before beginning.

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Whew! That was a long chapter. Don't get used to it. I was just trying to explain some things with this. I know this has a pretty useless thing about a fountain and a garden, but I couldn't help but put that in!! And you have to admit, it was a really pretty picture, if you pictured it in your head as you read it. And the information about the mom and unborn child will come in later chapters!! I have decided on the pairings. But you'll just have to wait! Maybe, I'll tell you in the next chapter! Hm, but I have to have at least ten reviews and everybody has to beg me!!!