Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Dance of Angels ❯ Chapter 4

Heero took a wander through the club. It was ten and the entertainment was due to start. Duo was the last of the dancers to perform so he still had another half an hour before he was required and Heero took advantage of the small amount of free time to check that the crowd was reasonably well behaved and that Trowa had everything under control. It wasn't that he distrusted Trowa, on the contrary the man was just as good as he was but he still checked, more for his own peace of mind than anything else.

He spotted Trowa to the left of the stage and walked over. Trowa gave him a nod in greeting. "Is Duo nearly ready?"

"Hai. I left him to finish off his warm up. I'll go back and help him into his outfit shortly. All okay out here?"

"Not too bad. There is one table we are monitoring though."

"Oh?" Heero looked in the direction that Trowa indicated.

"They seem reasonably harmless. They have had a few to drink and are becoming a little noisy but other than that they are behaving themselves."

"Hn." Heero's eyes narrowed as he took in the table of six. It was obvious the alcohol had been flowing freely and the jokes were passing back and forth between them. At this stage though they seemed to be harmless enough but Heero knew how quickly that could change. "Keep monitoring them and warn Alfred and the waiters to slow their drink replenishment."

"I will."

"Any problem just let me know. I will be in my usual spot in the wings."

"Thanks Heero but I think the boys and myself should be able to handle them, you keep your eyes on Duo and make sure he is safe."

Heero smiled. "Watch that bombshell of yours too Trowa."

Trowa blushed a nice pink color. "I don't think he will be flirting tonight."

"Oh? Don't tell me you were too harsh with your *discipline* last night." Heero snickered.

"Ummm... I wasn't that hard on him."

"Oh yes..."

"Just gave him a little lesson is all." Trowa looked smug.

Heero shook his head. "I don't want to know. I'll catch up with you a little later, I'm going back to Duo."

"Right Heero. Wish him all the best for his performance."

"I will." and Heero turned, casting one last glance at the rowdy table he disappeared backstage.

Trowa ran his eyes over the thick atmosphere of the club. The throbbing beat that came from the speakers enticing the patrons to dance was not too loud, you could have a relatively normal conversation without having to yell too much to be heard. His eyes alighted on the movement of a blonde head weaving its way amongst tables, tray in one hand loaded with drinks. More by habit that anything else Trowa kept a careful eye on his boyfriend.

Quatre looked so sweet, innocent and angelic that several patrons tried to chat him up during the course of his work. Usually a polite refusal and admittance of being involved was enough to deter most people without any hard feelings. Very rarely was there any need for intervention of any of the security staff. Most of the waiters in the clubs employ were involved in relationships and those that weren't were discreet in their choice and encouragement of attention.

Trowa's eyes lingered as the blonde delivered his drinks and moved to another table to take an order. Dressed like all the other waiters in black briefs, bow tie, white cuffs at his wrists it was no wonder he received his fair share of pinches and touches to his rear end. Secretly Quatre loved the attention, as long as it didn't stray any further than that, and if it did then it was merely a matter of seconds before a security person was there with a warning.

Trowa moved off and worked his way through the club, eyes noting everything and making sure people were safe and enjoying themselves.

~ oOo ~

Heero knocked lightly on the door and waited for an answer.

"Come in."

He entered, closing the door behind him to find his lover dressed only in his black G string, a vision that instantly went to his groin. He moaned softly before moving across to envelop his koi in his strong embrace. He kissed the sweet skin of Duo's neck. "Want a hand to get ready?"

"Mmm... love one koi."

"Hn." Heero broke the embrace, albeit reluctantly and fetched Duo's outfit from the small closet. He pulled the black pants and shirt from the hangar and passed them to Duo.

Duo took the pants and began to pull them over his bare feet and up his slender legs. Outside they could hear the music stop and the DJ's voice take over, clearing the floor ready for the first of the dancers to perform.

Sliding the tight black leather over his hips Duo took the offered shirt and slipped his arms inside. He grasped the two sides and shook the garment around his frame, allowing it to settle over his skin before he did up the buttons. Tucking the ends into his tight pants he zipped them up and fastened the button. He turned to Heero and smiled.

"Want me to do your hair for you?"

"Please?"

Heero picked up the brush as Duo sat down in front of the small mirror and began to apply his make up. Releasing the mane he combed his fingers through the silken strands, teasing the few knots he found before running the brush through the mass. Working quietly and methodically Heero found the task to be a balm for his tightly strung nerves. He couldn't help it, he was always on edge, nervous, before Duo went out to dance, hoping his lover would be okay and that his skills of hand to hand combat would not be needed to protect him from lust crazed fans. The simple task of brushing Duo's hair soothed him and judging by the soft purring coming from the man beneath him, Duo found it to be relaxing as well. He picked up the bottle of glitter and worked it through the strands before braiding the mass again.

A knock at the door followed by a voice caused Heero to jump slightly. "Ten Minutes Duo."

"Okay. I'll be there in a sec." Duo finished applying the kohl to his eyes and stood. "How do I look?"

Heero drew in a sharp breath as he partook of the beauty before him. "Stunning, alluring, sensuous, beautiful..."

"Whoa Heero." Duo chuckled. "I think I get the idea."

Heero pulled him forward for a kiss, deepening it as he felt Duo respond. Panting he broke for air. "Mmmm... much more of that and you won't make it to the dance floor tonight." Heero rubbed his hardening cock against Duo's thigh.

Duo reached between Heero's legs and gave his crotch a squeeze. "Keep it there for later for me." he teased.

Heero moaned. "Anything for you my Shinigami... anything....."

"Ohhh I like those sort of promises koi."

Heero nuzzled his neck. "After the dance you're all mine." he whispered seductively.

It was Duo's turn to moan. "Shit Heero if you keep this up I won't be able to dance. This G string will become indecent and I'm sure you don't want the crowd to see all of me."

Heero chuckled. "Point taken." He released his lover and took the cape, draping it over Duo's shoulders. Grabbing the scythe they exited the small room and headed back stage.

~ oOo ~

Trowa was still roaming around the tables, keeping a close eye on the crowd as the first dancers did their shows. The usual cat calls and whistles dominated the sounds as the dancers teased and tormented with their stripping and suggestive movements. It was in between dancers that the first signs of trouble began to manifest.

Quatre picked up the tray of drinks for table twelve and proceeded to make his way through the crowd to his target. Alfred the bar keeper had deliberately taken his time in filling the order and the waiters had slowed their service to this table as requested by the security staff. Quatre felt a little uneasy but knew that Trowa was close at hand and nothing would harm him. He reached the table and began to set the drinks down. "Here you are gentlemen." he said quietly.

"Hey sugar, what you doing when you finish tonight? Want to come home with me and have a roll in the hay?" The man that spoke leered at Quatre.

Quatre smiled. "I'm sorry but we aren't allowed to fraternize with the patrons."

"Awww... I'm sure you could make an exception for me gorgeous." The man placed his hand on Quatre's backside and began to caress lightly.

Quatre removed the hand from his person and looked the man in the eye. "I'm sorry but it's house rules. Besides I'm already in a relationship."

The man leaned closer and took Quatre by the wrist. "I can give you a night to remember beautiful." He took Quatre's hand and placed it in his lap.

Quatre yanked his hand back as if burned. He really didn't need to be feeling the size of that!

"Don't be shy. You know you want it." The man stared with lustful eyes at Quatre's slim form and before Quatre knew what was happening he had slipped his hand to the front of Quatre's briefs and began to feel him up.

"I believe you are stepping out of line." Trowa's voice was cold but threatening."If you persist in harassing the staff then I will have no choice but to insist that you leave."

"Sorry buddy." The man raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't mean to cause any problem."

Quatre flashed a smile of appreciation to Trowa and quickly left. Trowa turned back to the man. "Consider this a warning. The staff are not to be touched. Step out of line once more and you will be removed."

"Yes sir!" the man replied sarcastically.

Trowa gave him a *look* before leaving to check that Quatre was okay.

Quatre had headed for the small staff room out the back. He took a large glass of cold water and gulped it down, trying to steady his shaking hand. A pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and hot breath passed over his skin.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Trowa. But thanks."

"No one gets to touch what's mine." Trowa growled softly.

"I'll be more careful next time."

"I'd rather you let one of the other's serve them."

"Don't worry so much Trowa. They know I'm off limits and you warned them about touching any of the other employees so I don't think they will try anything more."

"I still don't trust them." Trowa began to kiss along the nape of Quatre's neck.

"Just do your job Trowa and keep an eye on them and let me do mine. I won't let anyone else try to touch me." Quatre moaned.

"If you do then I will punish you again."

"And if I'm a good boy?"

"Then I think I will have to reward you."

Quatre shivered. "I think I will be a very good boy then."

"Mmmmm... you had better."

"Trowa?"

"Yes?"

"I need to get back to work and so do you. Duo will be up shortly."

"Okay." Trowa followed his blonde lover back out into the club, they separated and Quatre went back to taking his drink orders while Trowa prowled around and alerted the other guards to the warning he had issued to table twelve.

~ oOo ~

Heero stood at the rear of the stage with Duo as the other dancer finished his routine. "You be careful out there Duo."

"I will Heero." Duo could feel the adrenaline pulsing through his system, the throb of the music setting him on fire and his muscles twitched as he prepared himself mentally for the dance ahead. He checked the fastening on the cape once more before grasping his braid and tucking it inside.

Heero reached for the hood of the cape and assisted his lover to secure his hair underneath. Pulling the edges around his sweet face Heero ducked his own face inside to steal a quick kiss.

Nibbling along Duo's bottom lip he whispered softly, "I love you."

Duo's eyes shone with love and excitement. He felt so lucky. He had a job that paid well and he adored as well as a man that loved him for who he was and not his body and what he could do with it. "Love you too." he replied.

Heero handed him the scythe as the last dancer left the stage and returned to the wings panting heavily. He paused where Duo and Heero stood. "Watch out when you're dancing Duo, there's a couple of rowdy ones out there tonight."

"Oh?" Duo looked at his fellow dancer.

"Where are they and have they tried anything?" asked Heero switching to instant body guard mode.

"They're down the end of the walk towards the pole. They haven't tried anything but they are rather loud and a bit more lewd in their comments. Just thought I should warn you."

"Thanks Mitch, I'll be aware of that." Duo replied and made a mental note to make a few discreet changes to his routine.

Heero nodded. "Appreciate the information Mitch." Heero moved a little closer to the stage to peer out and see just exactly where this group was that Mitch had warned them about. He could just see the table in the dim atmosphere and filed the location into his mind. Turning back to his lover he gave Duo a warm hug. "I'll be watching you, please try to stay away from them as much as possible okay?"

"I will Heero." Duo pressed a kiss to the tip of Heero's nose before slipping out to the stage and taking his position behind the curtain. A couple of deep breaths and he was through the curtain and standing in the center of the stage, back to the audience ready to begin. The music pulsed from the speakers, the mask slipped into place and Duo took on the persona of Shinigami.

His arm straightened out to the side as his hips began to sway gently to the music, the beat and rhythm establishing themselves through every fiber of his body and guiding his movements. His head turned to look jauntily over his shoulder at the crowd, the hood keeping his facial features hidden from view and giving him the appearance of the faceless angel of death.

The whistles and calls of appreciation began and Heero kept one eye on his fey lover and one eye on the crowd, body taut ready to explode into action should he be needed.

Duo was dancing his way down the catwalk, cape billowing around his lithe form as he lost himself to the music, playing with it and becoming one with it. His hips circled and gyrated as the scythe was passed from hand to hand. The cape came off and Duo released his mane of hair to fly around him, the lights picking up on the glitter and giving him a surreal appearance. The tip of the scythe grazed down his torso to the top of his pants as his hips continued to thrust and pump to the beat of the sultry song.

Shirt was soon removed and scythe discarded as Duo made love to the pole. Hands holding it securely he rubbed his groin against the cold metal and thrust suggestively. Dancing away again he stalked his way back up the cat walk to pause at the top of the stage. His hands dragged up his thighs and torso, through his hair and stretched out above his head, displaying the hard lean contours of his body for the crowd to visually feast upon. Back to the audience once more he began to toy with the zipper of his pants, swaying his ass enticingly to the crowd and eliciting more calls for him to 'take it off'.

Spinning around he tormented with dragging the zipper up and down, grinning at the crowd as they screamed wildly for more. He gyrated his hips and pumped them as he worked the tight leather. Spinning around again he shimmied out of the pants and brought his hair around his form to hide himself from the crowd.

The crowd went mad. Tossing his head back and thus his hair with it, Duo began to thrust his G string clad groin at the crowd as his hands ran lightly over his frame, pausing to stroke his nipples as he went. Spinning around and bending over he gave the audience a view they were unlikely to forget any time soon as his body continued it's dance of seduction.

Straightening once more he began to strut down the catwalk to the pole, grasping it firmly he slid his body up and down as his hips moved in circles. So lost in his dance and the music that caressed him he forgot about Mitch's warning from earlier. His cock was half hard with his excitement, the beat throbbed through his frame as he made love to the crowd with his dance.

Working his body down the pole once more, his eyes closed and lips parted, he was the epitome of sensuality... and it was too much for one member of the crowd. Leaning his body backwards, legs either side of the pole as his groin thrust towards the metal he was in no position to protect himself when the 'attack' came.

The fan had been watching the action all evening. The other dancers had been good but the group he had come with were there to see the famous Shinigami dance. His reputation as one of the most erotic and gorgeous dancers on the circuit had not been wrong. The man exuded sex, and when he danced the fan had found himself unbelievably turned on. He wanted to see more of the man. The lithe form that moved so seductively, the hips that swayed and gyrated so enticingly as they mimicked the act he wished he could experience combined with the alcohol he had consumed affected his logical thinking.

With Shinigami so close, groin rubbing against that pole the fan wished desperately he could be in the place of that inanimate lump of metal. His eyes roved over the sleek body and rested at the black G string that was covering what he most wanted to see and feel. He could make out the outline of the half hard cock underneath and as it was thrust again at the pole his control snapped.

With the blink of an eye the fan had managed to jump onto the stage and grab Duo around the torso, pinning one arm against his body.

Duo was taken by surprise, so much so that he couldn't react. One moment he was pushing against the pole and the next he had some lust crazed guy jumping him. He let go of the pole in shock and his legs gave way, crashing them both to the floor.

The fan's other hand went straight for its target; Duo's G string and tugged it off. Having pulled the garment free the fan immediately groped Duo's groin, wrapping around his cock and trying to squeeze his balls all at the same time.

Duo panicked. He tried desperately to push the man off him and dislodge his hand from his nether regions but he wasn't strong enough. The fan was a much bigger man and used his body weight to pin him to the dance floor. Duo could feel a scream rising in his throat when suddenly the weight was gone and strong, warm, familiar arms were surrounding him, pulling him close and soothing him. "H- H- Heero?"

"Shhhh... Baby, it's okay, I've got you."

~ oOo ~

Heero watched carefully from the wings as Duo danced, the feeling of unease growing stronger all the time. The crowd was certainly vocal and working to a frenzy as Duo's dance excited them even more. Following the music Heero knew the dance was reaching its end and he allowed a small sigh of relief to escape his lips. It was nearly over and he would have his lover back in his arms in a few moments. He watched as Duo took the pole again and began to seduce it. Then all hell broke loose.

Heero saw the man jump on stage and grab Duo, at the same time his legs began to move by themselves as he shot out of the wings and down the catwalk. To Heero it was as if time stood still. He saw the fan yank the G string away and drop his hand to Duo's groin, he could see the panicked look on Duo's face and the scream that was rising in his throat as the fan tried to fondle him....

He made it to Duo's side just as Trowa did.

Heero grabbed the fan by the shoulders and pulled him off. Delivering a swift punch to the guy's jaw he pushed him to Trowa who caught the unconscious form. Bending to Duo he scooped him into his arms and pulled him close to his chest. "Shhhhh... Baby, it's okay. I've got you."

The club patrons fell silent as they watched the drama unfolding before them, the music still pulsing in the air. Heero nodded to Trowa who grasped the unconscious form and began to remove him from the stage. A couple of the other security officers hovered at the side of the stage to help out. Heero held on tightly to Duo's shaking form as he tried to soothe his lover. Picking him up he walked back down the stage and glanced at the DJ booth.

The DJ took over, calming the stunned crowd and setting the music up again, using his velvet voice to entice them back to their tables, drinks and enjoyment of the evening.

Trowa took the fan to a room out the back and sat him down. "Watch him." he said to the other two guards before he want back out into the club. He desperately wanted to find Heero and make sure that Duo was alright but his job came first. He picked up a couple of other security officers on his way and approached table twelve. "Gentlemen I am afraid I will have to ask you all to leave. The behavior your table has exhibited here tonight is not appropriate for this establishment." Trowa looked coldly at the group who in turn looked shell shocked at what had happened. "Your friend will be asked some questions and then taken to the local police station where he will be charged with assault and disorderly conduct. I suggest that you contact the police station later to inquire as to whether or not they will allow him out on bail." Speech finished Trowa turned to his companions. "Please escort them from the building."

The group of disgruntled patrons collected their things and left quietly. They didn't put up a fight, seemingly just as shocked by their friends sudden actions as the rest of the crowd had been. Trowa returned to the small room where the fan was still unconscious, a dark bruise was spreading across his jaw where Heero's fist had connected. Checking there were no other injuries Trowa turned to the other officers. "I am going to call the police to come and collect him. While we are waiting for them I shall check that Duo is okay. I will return with a statement for the police from Duo as well as his body guard. Do not let him leave."

The officers nodded. "Yes sir."

Trowa left the room and headed backstage for the dressing rooms. On the way there he ran into Quatre.

"Is Duo okay?" The little blonde looked really worried. He had been at the rear of the club when the attack happened and didn't see much. It was all over before Quatre had a chance to react, now he was concerned for his friend.

"I'm going to check now. Heero was pretty quick off the mark so I don't think anything serious happened."

"I'm coming with you." Quatre placed his arm around Trowa's waist. The thought of his friend having been 'molested' scared him and he instinctively pushed closer to Trowa, seeking the warmth and protection of his lover.

Trowa wrapped his own arm around Quatre and gave him a quick kiss. He knew his sensitive blonde partner was scared and so he did the best he could to reassure him that all would be well.

~ oOo ~

Heero carried Duo back to the dressing room and shut the door firmly behind him. The rest of the stage hands, dancers and employees that worked back stage hovered near as Heero walked past, all concerned for Duo. Heero could see the questions in their eyes and felt warmth flow through him at their obvious like for their fellow dancer. "He will be okay. He's in shock but no physical injury that I can determine as yet. He just needs to be alone to come to terms with this."

Fellow employees nodded in sympathy. They understood and went back to their work, leaving Heero to take care of his lover.

Lowering Duo onto the small couch Heero fetched a blanket and wrapped it around him. Then he lifted him up and sat down, placing Duo in his lap with his head resting against his shoulder. He began to rub Duo's back to try to calm the shaking that had started. "It's okay Duo... It's over. You're safe now."

"H-H-Heero... What happened?" Duo's face peeked out from the top of the blanket.

"One of your fans got a little out of control. He jumped you on stage."

"It happened so fast. It all seems a blur."

"He grabbed you and pinned you down Duo. He... He tried to grope you but we got him off you before he could do anything."

Duo stilled and then began to sob quietly. "I was so scared Heero."

"Shhhh.... It's okay Duo. He's gone now, Trowa has him in custody and the police are on their way to arrest and charge him. He won't hurt you again."

Duo continued to sniffle as the enormity of the situation sunk in. He could have been seriously hurt. But he wasn't..... Thanks to Heero. He snuggled closer to Heero's chest. "Thank you." he whispered.

"Hn. Just doing my job Duo." But Heero was feeling a sense of relief now, relief that he had been able to save his lover this time. But what if it happened again? Would he be quick enough then? With Duo dancing he couldn't be right by his side all the time... especially out there on the stage where he needed his protection the most. It was a problem that Heero needed to figure out, and soon if he wanted to keep Duo from harm. Pushing it to the back of his mind for now he continued to rock his lover and soothe him.

"I love you Heero." Duo's voice broke Heero's thoughts.

"Ai Shiteru Duo. Do you think you can face the police and give them your statement?"

"Yeah. I'll be okay now. It was just the shock of it all. Thanks."

Heero stood and placed Duo back on the couch. He fetched Duo's jeans and shirt from their bag and helped his lover to get dressed. A knock at the door told Heero of Trowa and Quatre's presence. He let them in.

"Are you okay Duo?" Quatre shot across the room to Duo and enveloped him in a hug.

"Yeah Q man, I'm fine, just a little shook up that's all."

"The police will be here in a few moments Duo. Do you feel up to talking to them?"

"No problem Trowa. I'll just need a tic to get straightened out."

Heero picked up the hairbrush and sat Duo down. He knew the easiest way to calm his lover was to brush his hair for him. He looked at Trowa and a silent message passed between them, Heero acknowledging Trowa's eyes asking if Duo was physically okay with a quiet nod of affirmation.

"I'll go meet the police and bring them straight here okay?"

"Thanks Trowa."

"You had better come with me Quatre, you are needed back on the floor." Trowa left with the petite blonde in tow, only after Quatre had fully reassured himself that the American was indeed all right.

Having brushed out Duo's long hair Heero braided it swiftly and pulled his lover close to him for a deep kiss. "I was worried about you."

Duo returned the kiss, tracing his tongue over Heero's bottom lip as they parted. "Thanks for protecting me. If you hadn't been there I don't want to think what might have happened." Duo shivered.

"Come on. Lets get you settled a bit, the police are here." Heero could hear the sounds of voices drifting down the corridor signaling the arrival of the local constabulary. He squeezed Duo's hand, "I'll be right here with you."

Duo returned the squeeze. "I'm glad." Taking a deep breath he steadied himself for the ordeal still to come.

~ oOo ~