Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Slavery Death And Rebirth ❯ Chapter 8

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Getsuei: Gomen ne, mina-san! Gomen ne.
Duo: umm, Get-chan, whatcha apologizing to the readers for?
Getsuei: ::sniffles:: its cause I’ve been so busy with plans for my sisters wedding lately that I haven’t had the time to do up the next couple of chapters. I’d even promised some readers specifically that I’d have the next chapter out by now. ::crys:: I’m so sorry mina-san!!! Please forgive me!

/thoughts/
‘overhearing someone’
//speaking to someone’s mind//

Warning: violence, non consensual intercourse, m-preg, death. (it’s all in a story that’s going to be told this chapter)

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Lee’s eyes sparkled with evil intent and he pressed a button on a remote he took from his pocket. A metal slab slid down from the ceiling to block the entrance. The boys were trapped and they knew it.

//Fuck.//

//I do believe we are, Duo. I do believe we are.// Wufei’s mental voice was filed with calm terror.

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The evil sparkle in Lee’s eyes died once Heero was out of sight, and he stared blindly after the boy.

Duo, Wufei, and Trowa blinked in confusion at the sudden change in the black haired Neko.

“Umm, Mr. Lee?” Duo asked carefully, “Is… there something wrong? I mean…you just acting so menacing a minute ago, and now…”

“He’s terrified.” Lee whispered hardly paying attention to the three boys around him.

They followed his gaze after the brunette, and Trowa said confusedly, “But if he were terrified, Quatre would know and he never would have agreed to let him come here.”

“Perhaps that would be true if Heero didn’t know how to shield his emotions so well, or if Quatre knew where and how to find the tiny cracks Heero leaves in the shield purposely. Unfortunately he doesn’t.” Lee remarked turning from the direction his mate and his friend had gone.

“He can shield his emotions?” Wufei was incredulous.

“Oh, he’s had too. His brother, sister, and about ten of his cousins are empath’s ikusuuki’s all. In order to let themselves and each other live marginally normal lives, they all had to learn how to shield. Add to that the fact that he and his siblings can actually feel one another’s pain without the shields…” Lee shrugged shaking his head, “It’s self-defense pure and simple. It’s something that needed to be done.”

“There’s that word ikusuuki again.” Duo quipped. “What’s it mean anyway?”

Lee blinked and replied, “Ikusuuki is a term among my people that means Breeder.”

“That’s something else we don’t understand.” Wufei murmured sending a questioning look to Lee. “Why are Heero and Rath considered Breeders?”

“Because like Talim they are functioning hermaphrodites.” Lee smiled at the stunned expressions the three boys wore.

“You mean they can…” Trowa swallowed in shock.

“They can give birth.” Lee finished Trowa’s sentence. “Also, like female house cats and female Neko’s they have two uteri, so they can take two mates. Unlike house cats and normal male and female Neko’s, ikusuuki’s mate for life, and once a person finds a mate in an ikusuuki that person loses all interest in anyone else even after the ikusuuki dies, unless the ikusuuki had two mates instead of just one…”

“That’s very sad.” Wufei murmured quietly.

“Yes, it is. There’s even a legend about an ikusuuki… but you wouldn’t be interested in something like that, would you.” it wasn’t a question, and Lee turned and started for the opposite side of the store from where his mate and the others where.

“A legend?” Duo asked curious, “What’s it about?”

“You really want to know?” Lee asked incredulously, turning back. /I shouldn’t tell them./

“Would it be so terrible if I said yes?” Duo wanted to know.

“I’m not sure,” Lee returned turning away, “it’s a story we’re not exactly encouraged to tell outsiders… and it’s a tragic tale at that too.”

“Now I’m curious as well.” Wufei smiled encouragingly. “What’s it about?”

“… I guess you could say, the death of a god…” Lee trailed off.

“Tell us,” Trowa murmured putting a hand on the older man’s shoulder, “please.”

A long, long time ago, before the rifts that came between the various peoples of the world, before prejudice was known to exist, a wellborn woman came to live in a small village with her husband. This woman was a Neko, but not just any Neko; she was the incarnation of the goddess of life. She was possessed of the goddesses powers as well as her soul. Her name was Seimei. (1)

Some years after she married her husband, she gave him a son. The son she birthed, though half mortal, was a god. She named him Sosei(2), for he was the god of rebirth. He was an ikusuuki, a breeder, a hermaphrodite.

Sosei was raised quietly by his parents, as they tried to keep him away from the other villagers. They did not do this to be mean, but rather to protect their son.

Sosei was the most beautiful being in the entire village, likely the entire country. Little is known about what he looked like other than he was an exotic beauty. All else about his appearance was lost to time.

He was a soft spoken boy and shy beyond compare. He was polite even to those he didn’t like. He was craved and desired by every man, but showed interest in no one as though he was waiting.

Then the night of his sixteenth birthday came, and with it, his first heat. It’s that time of the year where ikusuuki become fertile and can be impregnated, usually occurs on the birthday and lasts two months. It was the night that he was caught away from home by the men from the village.

They cornered him in the forest and tied him to a tree as they decided who would have him first. His struggles and fighting were useless. Still he fought until they’d all had him. When they all finished, they left him, and he lay there and wept. Dawns light saw him crawling home, where he thought he’d be safe.

The next night the men came for him again. This time forcing their way into his home and holding his parents so they could do nothing. They were forced to watch as their son was ravished. His screams reverberated through their small home, and when the men left he wept.

His mother and father, fearing for their son, went to their lord to ask an audience the next day, but they were refused. The villagers came for Sosei again that night. His parents didn’t stop going to their lord, and after three weeks were finally given an audience.

“My great lord, every night for the past three weeks the men from the village have been raping my son!” Sosei’s father informed his lord. “Please my lord, all I ask is for you to get my son to my wife’s family in the north. Please my lord, I beg of you to show mercy to my son.”

“Go and bring your wife and son to me. My physician shall be able to tell us the truth of the matter.” the lord said coldly.

“Please my lord, what need is there of a physician when the villagers made my wife and I watch as they ravaged my son?”

“You will bring them or you will be refused!” the lord shouted, and Sosei’s father left.

When he returned he and his wife each had an arm around a boy’s waist. Sosei was dressed in a white robe, and was obviously trembling in fear.

“I can see why the villagers would want him.” the lord admitted, making Sosei whimper in fear. “Kenko will examine you.” he indicated a woman at the foot of the dais.

“Come with me child.” the woman said gently and led Sosei away.

When they returned, Kenko was white as Sosei’s robe, and Sosei was supported by several of the women who worked in the kitchens.

“My lord,” Kenko said, “I have never in my profession seen someone who suffered such atrocities and survived.”

The lord was quiet for a moment then said, “Your son shall be taken north to your wife’s family. With him I will send my most trusted knights that he may be safe from the desires of others. They will leave within the hour.”

Sosei and the warriors were a week away from the castle when it happened. Sosei was returning to the clearing they were camped in from taking a moment of privacy when the warriors converged on him. One pushed him back against a tree and when he fought punched him in the stomach.

His clothes were torn from his body and he was thrown to the ground on his hands and knees. Two warriors entered him at the same time, one in the back the other using his mouth so he couldn’t scream. His mind went blank as he was raped and beaten. Rising from his body his soul screamed.

In the next clearing, a boy shot awake at the scream from Sosei’s distressed soul. A sound only he could hear. The body beside him shifted and awoke.

“Shibo?(3)” the one still laying asked, “What’s wrong, love?”

“Someone’s soul’s screaming, Ryu.” Shibo murmured standing. He ran through the forest until he found them, Ryu not far behind.

A cry of rage alerted the warriors to presence of the two boys who’d come. The ones using Sosei’s body didn’t stop as their companions prepared to fight. They were to far gone with passion. The two boy’s killed all the free warriors before pulling the two using Sosei’s body away and dismembering them before they died.

Turning Sosei’s body over, Shibo and Ryu were amazed at his beauty, and horrified at how people could wish to defile it. Finding no pulse, they mourned the loss of the boy they didn’t know was a god.

Duo and Wufei breathed hard as memory came flashing back and they looked at one another realizing that only they knew the whole story. And that was because they were to two boy’s to kill the warriors, but no one knew that but them. They’d known that night that the boy was a god, and they’d learned his name.

They had seen the bleeding cuts and scraps all over Sosei’s body. They had seen blood seeping from the boy’s anus as though trying to expel something that had gotten trapped inside. They’re the only ones alive who knew that Sosei had been pregnant that night.

Duo/Shibo had felt Sosei’s soul weeping for the loss of the lives lost in his body, and had wept with him.

Wufei/Ryu had held Sosei’s body close feeling a deep soul wrenching void start to form in his heart.

They had both heard what Sosei’s soul said to them in grief.

“If only I had met the two of you a month ago. Then none of this would have happened! My body is dead, and so defiled that I can’t return to it. I have finally found my mates and I can’t be with them! More, I know I can’t be reborn until I’ve forgotten my grief, forgotten my pain, forgotten everything.”

They’d said they would wait for him, but he’d only cast a spell. They wouldn’t remember anything of this night when they were reborn. The only way they’d regain memory of it is if they heard the story from someone. Hearing the story would also bring back memory of all the past lives they’d lived, but he wouldn’t remember what happened ever.

“I need to forget this night forever in order to heal.” he’d told them sadly. “When I am finally reborn I won’t know either of you, but I’ll be drawn to you like a moth to a flame. I will find you even if I can’t remember you, as will you me.”

Then Duo/Shibo had said, “We’ll pray for you to be reborn soon, so that we can be together.”

“Wufei, Duo? Is something wrong?” Trowa asked shaking his friends out of their memories.

“No, Trowa, we’re fine.” Wufei replied a little shaken. //Sh-Shibo?//

//Ryu.// “Wufei’s right Tro. We’re fine.” Duo affirmed.

“If you insist.” Trowa commented. “Here, Lee told me to give these to the two of you and tell you to go get changed.” he tossed them each a set of cloths.

//Do you remember what Sosei looked like?// Wufei walked into the same changing room as Duo.

//Yeah, he looked exactly like Heero.// the two of them changed quickly.

//D-do you think it’s him, after all these millennia?// they left the changing room and followed Lee and Trowa over to where Talim and Rath were waiting for Quatre and Heero to come out.

//If he has his chest bared we’ll find out. Remember how he said we’d always be reborn with the same appearance as though with the same body? If it really is him he’ll have that birth mark on his left shoulder.//

//You’re right. And I don’t want to wait. I want to know now.// Wufei commented with his mind as they sat to wait.

//We can’t push him, Fei-Fei.//

Quatre had let Heero and Talim fuss over him and then had taken the shiny silk vest and thin mesh pants the bright three inch cloth collar, and the soft silky slippers into the changing room. Rath had already changed and was out waiting with Talim for Trowa and the others. Looking at himself in the mirror, he wondered if Trowa would like the new outfit. Bolstering up his courage, he walked out and sat as Talim had instructed; kneeling with knees spread, hands clasped in front of him and head bowed. He wasn’t to move from that position until Heero came out and sat beside him.

Heero looked at himself in the mirror blushing nervously. He’d finally gotten up his courage to put the stupid strappy thing on. Yes, strappy. There was nothing to it but straps. It seemed to him that he’d been looking at it for ages, but had been too terrified to get it.

Now he didn’t have any reason not too. He was just terrified of what the others would think and say. He was covered perfectly in all the right places for his modesty, and the straps were just small enough to tease. It was as if it were made for him.

What he worried about most were his scars. They’d be perfectly visible in this outfit. He didn’t know what to expect. The birth mark on his left shoulder drew his attention and he felt warm peace flow threw him.

Seeing a long white robe hanging on a hook he grabbed it grinning. There was no need to show himself until absolutely necessary. He could walk out with the robe on and let it drop as he sat so it would pool around him. Confident, he walked out of the dressing room.

Dropping to his knees beside Quatre, he leaned back against his hands as his knees spread naturally. His head was bowed and his eyes were closed as he let the robe slither down his body.

Duo and Wufei forgot to breath as a robed Heero walked out of the changing room. Both remembering how Sosei had worn a white robe. When the robe fell to pool around Heero they gasped. They took in the small birth mark on his left shoulder and a weight lifted from their souls as their eyes devoured him noting the scars. Someone would pay dearly for inflicting them.

The position he’d chosen to sit in made them hot, and they walked over to inspect him. The black leather straps covering him teased them mercilessly, showing only a hint of rosy nipple and clearly defining the most vulnerable part of his body. Silver chains attached his manacled wrists to his waist, while the manacles were attached to the chains by small golden locks. The gold collar around his neck had two loops on it for leashes.

Even as Duo positioned himself above Heero’s lap, Wufei slid into place behind him. As Wufei pulled Heero back against his chest, making him gasp and open his eyes in shock; Duo let himself fall onto Heero’s lap as he devoured the surprised boy’s mouth.

Heero struggled against the ones holding him until Wufei’s hands came around to play over his chest. His tongue fighting Duo’s for dominance quickly lost, as Wufei started nibbling his ear. Moaning lightly he arched against the body over top of him and he wasn’t afraid. His heart filled and a weight he hadn’t known was on his soul lifted.

Thoughtlessly he pulled Wufei closer against his back and purred in pleasure at the feel of the hard planes of Wufei’s chest pressing against him. The feel of Duo grinding his hips against him had him mewling. He fell backwards whimpering as Duo and Wufei were pulled from him.

Gazing dazedly up at ceiling, Heero pouted whimpering cutely.

Looking down Lee smiled, chuckling, “Don’t worry, Heero, you can have them back in a minute. Talim and I just need to give them some information.”

“So mean Lee! I’m cold now.” Heero whined shivering from the sudden loss of added heat.

“You need to go get dressed anyway. Zechs and Treise are going to be here to pick you boys up soon.” Talim commented kindly watching Heero pout, but go to get changed.

Duo and Wufei watched Heero go sadly before turning to the two older men. “You said you needed to talk to us?”

“We need to talk to all four of you really.” Lee commented as Trowa walked over with a dishelmed Quatre.

“What is it? Is something wrong?” Quatre asked worriedly.

“No, Quatre, nothings wrong. There are just something we need to tell you about Heero. That’s all.” Talim reassured.

“Like what?” Duo wanted to know.

“Like he turns sixteen in just a couple of weeks.” Lee replied with a glower, watching as Duo and Wufei’s eyes went wide.

Trowa shook his head confusedly saying, “But isn’t that when…”

“He’ll go into his first heat.” Talim agreed. To Quatre, he commented, “Heero, Rath and I are functioning hermaphrodites, and when we turn sixteen we start going through heat cycles where we can become pregnant.”

“Oh.” Quatre blinked wide eyed.

“Listen,” Lee demanded agitatedly, “I don’t want you guys to forget that story I told you. The day Heero turns sixteen, every unmated male will be attracted to him, and try to claim him. I don’t want what happened in the legend to happen to Heero. Got it?”

“Every ikusuuki goes through it until they find their mate, but it can be particularly violent for the younger ikusuuki’s” Talim added seriously.

“Why are you telling us this?” Wufei was curious. “I mean we appreciate that you’re telling us so we can prepare for what’s going to happen, but Duo and I aren’t mated.”

“Heero always fights a man’s embrace tooth and nail. No one is aloud to hug him without his express permission. Not me; not Talim; not Treise, Zechs or Jay either. No one, yet he barely even struggled against the two of you with his full strength.” Lee smirked coldly at the stunned boys. “What does that tell you?”

“I…” just then Heero came dancing out of the changing room, and Duo trailed off.

“Heero-kun!” Talim grinned, “We have an early birthday gift for you.”

“Eh?” Curiosity shown in Heero’s eyes. “What is it?”

“Come see.” Lee took the box Heero’d come out with and picked up the robe as he turned towards the cash register. “I’ll check you boy’s out while Heero opens it.”

Talim lifted a large nicely wrapped box onto the side counter and watched as Heero approached it warily.

“What’s in there Talim?” he asked staring at the box as if he could see through it to what was inside.

“Won’t know until you open it, will ya?” Talim’s eyes glimmered with merriment. He watched as Heero’s knew friends surrounded him and the box.

“I know you know what’s in there.” Heero commented dryly still not trusting the innocent looking box.

“I know, I know too, but you can’t leave until you open it, and I’m not gonna tell you what’s inside.” Talim giggled.

Sticking his tongue out at the older Neko, Heero carefully reached for the box and began unwrapping it. When he got it unwrapped, Talim handed him a box cutter for the tape that held it closed. Flipping the lid off, he looked inside.

Heero stared wide eyed, slack jawed, and blushing at the contents of the box.

Trowa chocked staring at the assortment of sex toys and lubricants in the box. “Umm… are you sure you should be giving these things to Heero?” he blushed.

“Why not?” Lee asked ringing up another item, as Wufei and Duo peered into the box with shocked faces. “He’ll put them to good use soon enough, what with his heat coming and all…”

“But some of that stuff can hurt him!” Trowa exclaimed in horror.

“Actually, considering where I spent the first twelve years of my life, I’d say the stuff in that box is extremely gentle by comparison.” Heero flushed crimson.

“What are you saying, Heero?” Quatre asked shocked.

“I’m saying that I actually wouldn’t mind getting paddled on occasion. It’s getting beaten everyday that I can’t stand.” he replied staring at the floor face flushed.

“Something else I should tell you about ikusuuki’s;” Lee commented happily, “they’re all masochists to some degree.”

“LEE!” Heero was mortified.

“What’s masochist?” Rath asked tugging on Quatre’s sleeve gently as he nibbled on his bottom lip in confusion.

“I- wha- um…” Quatre sputtered confusedly watching Rath’s teeth worry his lip. /Too young for you Quatre. Definitely too young, and you have Trowa besides./

“A masochist is a person who can find pleasure in their own pain, little one.” Trowa ran his thumb over the lip Rath was worrying.

“Kinda like how I like biting my lip?” Rath asked curiously.

“Kind of.” Quatre answered. //What are you doing Trowa?//

//He’s beyond cute, Quatre. Can we keep him?// Trowa looked up pleadingly at Quatre

//I-um-ah… he’s too young for us.// Quatre worried.

//So what? What if he wants to be with us too. Will you deny him?// Trowa raged.

//You know I couldn’t possibly do that, but…//

//I know you worry Quatre, but please?// Trowa pleaded knowing that his little mate was worried about the abuse Rath had suffered. //We won’t push him, I promise. We’ll let him set the pace, please?//

//Alright.// Quatre sighed resigned but happy. //But remember, no pushing him!//

//Thank you, love.// Trowa smiled down at a confused Rath.

“MY GOD, LEE, HOW COULD YOU?” Heero buried his face in his hands in mortification.

“What? It’s natural for ikusuuki’s.” Lee pouted.

“Yeah, but you don’t go spouting something like that in front of us, baka!” Talim hissed angrily at his master. “And especially not to someone who’s not in the clan!”

“It’s okay, Heero.” Duo said hugging the boy from behind.

“It’s not.” Heero shook his head.

“Why isn’t it okay, Heero?” Wufei asked, gently pushing Heero’s hands from his face and kissing his forehead.

“It’s embarrassing.” Heero whispered. “And who in their right minds likes to hurt?”

“I think you’re just a little insecure.” Duo commented nibbling along Heero’s neck.

“I’m not.” Heero murmured weakly.

“Of course not, sweet.” Wufei dipped his head down to caress Heero’s lips with his own, soothing.

“Can you tell me,” Heero sighed, “why I’m attracted to the two of you? It’s like a moth drawn to a flame… I even felt it the night you were at the Inferno.”

“Ah, but you’re our moth.” Duo chuckled nuzzling Heero’s neck.

“Umm… does this mean… we’re… dating?” Heero blushed as he finished his question.

“Yes.” Wufei kissed Heero’s cheek and pulled away. “Would you like to go to the movies with us tomorrow?”

“And dinner.” Duo added happily.

“I’d like that.” Heero smiled at them with twinkling eyes.

“We’re not interrupting anything are we?” Treise asked from the back door, Zechs behind him.

“Nope.” Heero told them cheerfully. “Hey, Lee, what’s the total?” he asked filling out a check as Lee spouted out their total. Gathering up his box of goodies he said, “Treise, Zechs, guess what?”

“What is it Heero?” they asked in unison.

“I got a date tomorrow.” Heero grinned.

“WHAT?” Treise and Zechs were shocked.

“Hey, Lee, guess what?” Heero chuckled.

“Eh? Nani?” Lee blinked.

“Talim’s pregnant.” Heero skipped out the back door.

“WHAT?!”
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Duo: O.O ::grins:: we got to kiss Heero, Fei-Fei.
Wufei: that we did Duo. ::grins::
Heero: ::blushes::
Talim: I can’t believe you told them!
Lee: what, they needed to know. And they were gonna find out anyway!
Heero: but you didn’t have to just blurt it out like that!
Lee: well, I’m sorry! I made a mistake. It happens sometimes. ::pouts::
Getsuei: where’s Quatre, Trowa and Rath?
Duo: Quatre and Trowa are over there gazing at Rath. ::points in random direction::
Getsuei: ::blink blink:: umm… starting next chapter Duo, Heero and Wufei are gonna start playing with some of the toys Heero got for his birthday. And I hope this chapter cleared up the last one a little.
Lee: and why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant Talim? I had to have HEERO tell me. And at the end of the chapter too. That’s just so unfair.
Getsuei: umm… anyway! Read and review please.

(1) Seimei- life
(2) Sosei- rebirth (this one wasn’t in my dictionary so I got it online somewhere)
(3) Shibo- death (in my dictionary ne way)