Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Slavery Death And Rebirth ❯ Chapter 1
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By: GetsueiYaibaShiruba-hane 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 538 | Visits: 472 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 538 | Visits: 472 | Status: Work In Progress
I don’t own Gundam Wing.
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A boy sat bolt upright in bed, the white walls of his room illuminated by the golden morning sun. He was breathing hard, and his hand shook as he brought it up to cover his face. His deep, split pupil, Prussian eyes were haunted.
Someone knocked on his bedroom door. “I’m up.” he said standing as the door was opened.
“Heero? Are you alright?” the man in the doorway asked concerned.
“I’m fine Jay, really.”
“You had that dream again.” Jay observed.
Heero nodded as he walked to his dresser.
Very quietly, Jay said, “I won’t ever let them hurt you again, Heero.” he turned to leave, “Get dressed and come down to work.” the closed behind him as he left.
Heero took a deep breath and rested his head against the dresser, waiting for the trembling to stop.
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Four boys stood reading the customer policy posted beside the doors to The Raging Inferno. Curious about the club, they entered.
The walls were on fire. The painted flames on the walls looked almost real. The only light within came from carefully monitored blazes scattered around the room, so that shadows danced constantly. The low pulsing music seduced people onto the floor to dance. Flirtation was the name of the game, and everyone participated.
The boys were surprised, for a moment, not just by the primarily male population of the club, but also by the fact that almost everyone there was either Neko or Lycan. They had never before been to a place that was so open to the diverse races of the world.
“We should fit in perfectly here.” the tallest said, quickly hiding his surprise as he lead the way to an empty table. He had light brown hair, and his bangs swept down across one eye.
“Yeah, we’re a pretty unusual group of people.” the boy with the long chestnut braid commented happily.
“Speak for yourself, Duo.” the Chinese boy remarked caustically, “I don’t see any other living gods in the immediate vicinity. Good work on the glamour by the way.”
“Ah, my friend, I do not doubt that you are just as rare a sight in these parts as I am, you being a dragon and all. Very few of your people ever left China. You being with a Demon and a Lycan as well. A highly unusual picture do we make!” Duo chided to Dragon cheerfully.
“Just so long as you don’t forget to add yourself to that picture, Duo.” the small blonde Demon commented.
“Of course not, Quatre. I’d never forget about myself, you know that.” Duo fell silent, deep in thought. /Who are you, Heero, and what’s with the policy?/
“Pretty boy twelve o’clock even.” the Chinese boy stated with calm quiet, drawing the attention of his three companions to him.
“Details Wufei.” Duo demanded quietly, not turning around.
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A boy sat bolt upright in bed, the white walls of his room illuminated by the golden morning sun. He was breathing hard, and his hand shook as he brought it up to cover his face. His deep, split pupil, Prussian eyes were haunted.
Someone knocked on his bedroom door. “I’m up.” he said standing as the door was opened.
“Heero? Are you alright?” the man in the doorway asked concerned.
“I’m fine Jay, really.”
“You had that dream again.” Jay observed.
Heero nodded as he walked to his dresser.
Very quietly, Jay said, “I won’t ever let them hurt you again, Heero.” he turned to leave, “Get dressed and come down to work.” the closed behind him as he left.
Heero took a deep breath and rested his head against the dresser, waiting for the trembling to stop.
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Four boys stood reading the customer policy posted beside the doors to The Raging Inferno. Curious about the club, they entered.
The walls were on fire. The painted flames on the walls looked almost real. The only light within came from carefully monitored blazes scattered around the room, so that shadows danced constantly. The low pulsing music seduced people onto the floor to dance. Flirtation was the name of the game, and everyone participated.
The boys were surprised, for a moment, not just by the primarily male population of the club, but also by the fact that almost everyone there was either Neko or Lycan. They had never before been to a place that was so open to the diverse races of the world.
“We should fit in perfectly here.” the tallest said, quickly hiding his surprise as he lead the way to an empty table. He had light brown hair, and his bangs swept down across one eye.
“Yeah, we’re a pretty unusual group of people.” the boy with the long chestnut braid commented happily.
“Speak for yourself, Duo.” the Chinese boy remarked caustically, “I don’t see any other living gods in the immediate vicinity. Good work on the glamour by the way.”
“Ah, my friend, I do not doubt that you are just as rare a sight in these parts as I am, you being a dragon and all. Very few of your people ever left China. You being with a Demon and a Lycan as well. A highly unusual picture do we make!” Duo chided to Dragon cheerfully.
“Just so long as you don’t forget to add yourself to that picture, Duo.” the small blonde Demon commented.
“Of course not, Quatre. I’d never forget about myself, you know that.” Duo fell silent, deep in thought. /Who are you, Heero, and what’s with the policy?/
“Pretty boy twelve o’clock even.” the Chinese boy stated with calm quiet, drawing the attention of his three companions to him.
“Details Wufei.” Duo demanded quietly, not turning around.