Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Tears of a Shattered Soul ❯ Salvation for the Destroyed ( Chapter 2 )

Aya: YAY!! Sixth story! This is fun!! ^^

Duo: And WO, guess what, it degrades me! Surprise, surprise. *sarcastic*

Aya: Oh, shut up. You should be happy you're mostly the main character. I just needed you to be traumatized.

Duo: How endearing. -.-

Aya: You really need to stop hanging around with Kurama. He's rubbing off on you w/ the big vocabulary. X.x

Duo: *groan*

Quatre: Disclaimer: Aya does not own Gundam Wing, nor YYH if it is somehow mentioned in this fanfic, though it is highly doubted that it will be.

 

 

 

Salvation For The Destroyed:

 

Amethyst eyes scanned the grand banquet room, uninterested. Once again, he had been dragged to some rich person's banquet by his uncle's whim. And, once again, he was for sale. He could see the people talking to his uncle occasionally glance at him with unshielded lust.

 

He controlled a shudder thinking of those disgusting hands touching him, feeling him. In his mind he could hear his silent scream as they plunged into him with no mercy. He could feel their vile essence flow into him, before he was dumped to the floor like a piece of used rubbish.

 

He quickly shook away the thoughts that haunted him each night before they became a reality. They always did; they always will.

 

The room hushed dramatically as a patron ran in. "Please make way for the Royal family!! King Odin, Queen Sakura, and their sons, Prince Trowa and Prince Heero!!" he yelled. Soon, four majestic people stepped into the room, dressed to their finest. They were beautiful.

 

Sadly, due to the amethyst-eyed boy's twisted, sadistic little mind, he had to control the urge to snort.

 

Look at them, all high and mighty. I bet they haven't felt a day's hard labor. Bet they're all pretty virgins too! And if they're not, they lost it willingly... his mind muttered to itself darkly.

 

The veils of darkness around his heart slowly encased it in it's numb shell. He always did this to protect himself...or other people. He wasn't sure. He just really couldn't stand people born to wealth and privilege. I guess that's what being an ex-street rat-turned-prostitute does to oneself.

 

Then he realized someone's gaze on him. It was the lithe blonde boy next to Prince Trowa. He recognized it as the Prince's mage-in-training, named Quatre Winner.

 

The blonde was looking at him peculiarly. Trowa, seeming to sense the blonde's curiosity, also looked at the amethyst-eyed boy. Soon, even the captain of the guard, Chang Wufei, was looking at him.

 

Oh, splendid, attention! Let's see, now let's turn on the ditziness... his mind said.

 

The dark numbness around his heart lifted a little, and he put on a charming little smile before walking away to find his uncle or one of his customers. Woe is the whore.

 

He could still feel the eyes on him, and his ditzy little walk turned into a fast-paced one. He bumped into someone. He smiled sheepishly, not even looking up. "Oh, heh heh, sorry 'bout that! I can be such a klutz!" he said light-heartedly. He looked up to meet the gaze of, none other than, Prince Heero Yuy himself.

 

The Prince gave him a sexy smirk. "No trouble at all. If it's you bumping into me, it should happen more often." the prince purred. Duo stopped the blush from rising to his cheeks and smiled at the Prince cutely. "Why, thank you for the compliment, sire. And I am truly sorry I bumped into you." Duo said, inching away.

 

Before he could get away completely, Heero grabbed his arm. Duo turned around to look into his face. "Y-Yes, sire?" Duo managed out of his dry throat. "Would you mind telling me your name?" Heero asked. Duo nodded. "It's Duo, sire. Duo Maxwell." he said.

 

Heero smirked that sexy smirk again. Not only had he met the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, he even got a name. The boy really was stunning. He had long, chestnut hair that was tied neatly in a braid. A heart-shaped face framed large, amethyst eyes. The boy's body was lithe and slim, and only few inches shorter than the Prince himself. He wore black cotton pants that hugged him perfectly, and a large black shirt that was loosely laced up, with no sleeves, and a tight, black tank top. A red sash went around the slim waist, contrasting perfectly.

 

"Well, Duo, would you care to chat? It's awfully boring here, and my brother and friends seem to be quite busy." Heero said, tilting his head slightly to show Duo that Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei were dragged into what looked like a boring discussion.

 

Duo, unable to say no to Royalty, for he did not have that right, nodded. "Of course, sire. But what do you wish to speak about?" Duo said in the most polite voice he could conjure up without breaking into hysterical laughter just for the hell of it.

 

"Please, just call me Heero. Why don't you talk about yourself?" Heero proposed. Duo paled considerably.

 

Oh, wonderful! How shall I start this off? Oh, I know, how about "Oh, me? I'm just a whore for my uncle, and he uses all my hard-earned money to buy booze and rarely feeds me, and I get raped daily. Oh, and yes, I have tried suicide. Didn't work, he found me and beat me, making me almost wish that I had never even tried. Oh, did I mention I tried it 11 more times?" his mind rambled sarcastically.

 

Duo idly wondered if talking to yourself was really such a good thing. "Duo?" Heero asked quietly. "Oh! Sorry, sire--I mean, Heero. Just trying to think of something interesting to tell you, but nothing comes up!" Duo said quickly.

 

Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. I wanna run. I wanna run. I wanna run!! his mind chanted.

 

Oh yeah, the voices were getting worse. Starting to pound his head into the hard, marble walls was starting to look good.

 

Scratch that, tried it already. I think that was my seventh attempt... his mind pointed out. Duo sighed.

 

"Sorry, Heero, but I have nothing interesting to discuss. I'm sure there is someone here who could interest you. How about that girl over there/" Duo proposed, pointing to a girl with short purple-black hair and purple eyes. She wore a white, lacy dress, although her hair was cut short.

 

Heero frowned a bit. "You mean Hilde? No, all she ever talks about is how great her figure looks in whatever she wears." Heero said. Duo's lips twitched, before he let out a little chuckle. "Well, I don't think white is her color." Duo mumbled, but Heero caught it.

 

And to Duo's surprise, he actually laughed! That caught many people's attention, because Prince Heero Yuy could be very cold and cruel at times, and hardly ever laughed, especially at social gatherings. Duo, however, was not aware of this. "Oh...god. You heard that, didn't you?" he said. Heero nodded, and managed to stop his laugh, but was still grinning. "And I have to say, I quite agree." Heero said.

 

Duo's left eye twitched. "Forgive me, Heero, for saying thins, but do you always speak so...um, what's the word, highly? Aristocratic? Snobbish?" Duo asked. He paused. "Where in the hell did I learn those words from?" he wondered aloud. Seeing the confusion on those cute little cherub features, Heero chuckled. He tilted Duo's face up, surprising the boy out of his thoughts. "Did anyone ever tell you that you look adorable confused?" Heero said, smirking.

 

This time, Duo couldn't stop the blush staining his cheeks. He gulped, then shook his head. He quickly got out of Heero's grasp. "I am sorry to cut this short, Your Highness, but I feel I must leave." Duo said hurriedly. Before he could move, Heero grabbed his arm again.

 

This time Heero looked serious. "I don't think you need to go anywhere, Duo." the Prince said firmly. Duo gulped again.

 

Not good. Not good. Not good. his mind started chanting.

 

Duo paused again. He really needed to bash his head on something. Who knows, it might take the voices away!!

 

"I don't think I really care what you think, SIRE." Duo spat out before he could stop it. Heero's eyes widened in surprise, as long with half the people who heard it. If Duo thought he was in deep shit before, he was drowning in it now.

 

Before he could respond, Heero backhanded so hard it sent him flying to the floor. FLYING.

 

A little blood dripped from his mouth. He wiped it with the back of his hand, defiant eyes glaring up at the Prince before him.

 

//**// "Duo, you're different from other people. I can feel it. There's something special about you..."//**//

 

"Take him down to the dungeon for insubordination!!" some soldier yelled. Duo stood up by himself, and before the guards could nab him, he punched Heero in the face with as much force ac the Prince had backhanded him with.

 

A cruel smirk made its way on to his face as Heero stared at him in shock, holding his throbbing cheek. Duo couldn't help but laugh a little. "You'll see sooner or later, your HIGHNESS, that this kingdom isn't all sunshine and flowers." Duo said, before the guards grabbed him and began to pull him away. Heero was still staring after him in shock.

 

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