Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Dark Side ❯ The Dark Side 4/4 ( Chapter 4 )

Title: The Dark Side 4/4

Author: Atre < Lumena_Atre@yahoo.com >

Pairing: 2x1

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: yaoi, lemons

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This is my first writing that is posted to public, hope you will like it. ^^;;;

 

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Part 4

 

“Stop it!” Heero gritted his teeth as the rough hand roamed over his chest. The touch was different from Duo's and he felt very disgusted.

 

Heero tried to move his hand. He tugged on the rope but his muscles were too weak to rip it.

 

“Don't. Touch. Me!!”

 

“Easy boy. Just give in…” The big man smirked. “…and I promise I won't make you hurt … much.” The man spoke in an obvious lying voice.

 

The three men laughed. Then, the chief commanded his followers. “Go and watch the door. I don't want anyone to come in and interrupt when he screams.”

 

“Yes, sir.” The other two chuckled and walked to the door. “Just leave him conscious for us to take our turns, please?”

 

Once left alone with the naked boy in the bed, the big man turned to Heero and smiled evilly. He was satisfied to see the boy struggle and try to free himself from the bonds to no avail.

 

“Well, well…what should I do to you now? Your behavior was very bad earlier this evening, boy.” His fingers caught the brown nub on Heero's chest and pinched it, making the boy jerk up and gasp in surprise. “Apologize to me, boy. Say that you are sorry and I won't make it too hard for you.” The man grinned in triumph.

 

“Fuck you!” Heero spat at the man's face and glared at him, promising death.

 

“Fine. You chose the hard lesson yourself.” The man smiled coldly. “I'll fuck you hard, dry, no prep, and we'll see how soon you will be ready to apologize.” He lowered the zipper of his pants, freeing his erected monster. “But don't expect me to stop even if you beg.” The man bent down and captured the boy's lips. Heero tensed and clenched his mouth shut, his hands tugging more wildly on the rope.

 

The kiss was definitely different from Duo's. It was rough and disgusting. It was not Duo's…

 

Heero bit hard on the man's lower lips and he heard loud growl as the mouth abruptly pulled away from him. Heero jerked his hands sharply one more time, and then finally the rope yielded to the Perfect Soldier's strength and ripped apart. While the man was still wiping blood from his lips, Heero swung his freed arms forward and delivered a hard blow right on the side of the man's neck. The impact sent the big body flying down from the bed and Heero took the chance to leap out of the bed.

 

“Bitch!” The man got up on his elbow and saw the boy approach the door. “Catch him!”

 

The other two men stormed into the room and faced the brown haired boy. Heero threw himself to one man and knocked the man to the floor with Heero on top of him. The boy swiftly rolled to his side and swung his leg at the other man's ankles. A loud thump was heard as the big body stumbled and crashed to the floor.

 

Heero got up and glanced towards the door; however, his ankle was suddenly gripped and his body was dragged down to the hard floor.

 

“Uhh…”

 

Heero struggled, but in a few minutes, with hands all over him, Heero found himself pinned face down firmly on the floor. His tied hands were held above his head by one man and his ankles were spread apart by the other.

 

Heero was panting hard, cursing silently. He was still too weak. Were it not because of the drug, he would have those men under his feet by now. He had used all of his remaining energy, needed to fight the drug, for his last chance to escape and now was completely spent. The drug took control over his body again and he didn't have enough energy left to even struggle.

 

He felt footsteps approach him and the chief man came to bend over his pinned body. “Very well boy.” A soft hiss came beside his ear. “Now let's see how loud you can scream.”

 

`No…' Heero clenched his eyes as he felt his cheeks parted and the huge blunt tip touched his small opening. `Duo…'

 

The hands on his hips gripped him harder and the blunt tip withdrew a little, preparing to plunge in.

 

`Duo…Duo…'

 

Suddenly, the half-closed door was blasted opened with a loud thump.

 

“Get your hands off him or I'll have them cut off.”

 

The three men looked up and faced the shadow of Shinigami standing at the door. The black barrel of his gun pointed down at them, ready to blow their heads at any second.

 

“Duo…How…?” The man gasped.

 

“You don't know? If you want to get rid me or at least distract me, you should find a better gang. Your men are half-dead down stairs.” Despite the wide grin, the violet eyes gleamed dangerously and it made the three men wince.

 

“I shouldn't have saved you from that battle field.” The headman growled.

 

“Saved me?” Duo repeated sarcastically. “I thought you were trying to retrieve me to sell as a whore in the dark market.”

 

The man went pale at the baldly stated fact.

 

“Unfortunately, your soon-to-be-whore appeared to be too strong to be controlled, and he even managed to replace you as leader.” The braided boy smirked as the man's pale face turned red in anger.

 

“You son of a bitch!”

 

Heero felt the man on him leap off and heard the fight start. The other two men followed their chief, but it didn't take long before the fight was over.

 

Silence filled the room and Heero once again focused on his surroundings. He tried to clear his half-dizzy mind from the drug and found himself lying on the floor with his hands tied above his head. The boy carefully glanced around and saw that the American pilot stood panting in the middle of the room.

 

Duo came to save him.

 

The braided boy noticed Heero watching; he quickly took the few steps to the lying boy. Heero knew that Duo was still not the same Duo and he could do anything, even have him back in the bed and do as those men attempted to.

 

“Are you alright?” Duo sat beside the boy and untied his hands and flipped a blanket to cover his body. The tone in Duo's voice sounded so worried that he felt some strange feeling radiate out from his heart and cover his entire body.

 

“I'm fine.” Heero answered flatly, refusing to meet Duo's eyes as he was flipped to lie across Duo's lap on his back.

 

“You are still shaking.”

 

Heero was surprised at those words and noticed that his body was really trembling. Since when, and how, could he let his guard down like this? To let other people see his weakness?

 

No…not to other people…Somehow he knew that he wouldn't be like this if the person before him was not Duo…

 

“I'm sorry.” A soft whisper came from above him.

 

Heero blinked and suddenly looked at Duo's face. `Why did he say he was sorry?'

 

“I shouldn't have left you alone.” Duo looked into those deep blue eyes. “I like you and I'd love to have you as mine. But I've never really wanted to hurt or scare you.” The braided boy bent down and Heero felt soft lips touch his forehead. The touch was warm, so different from those men's touch. ”I'm sorry.” Duo murmured his apology between kisses.

 

Heero closed his eyes. This was his Duo: The Duo who always hugged him and kissed him gently at night. He had always acted as if he was irritated and tried to kick this baka away every time, but now Heero realized how much he missed this touch. Three months without Duo made him feel so empty and he didn't want to lose his Duo again…

 

………his Duo?

 

Heero opened his eyes and stared into the violet eyes. It was as if he had just realized something, the fact that was hidden in his heart. They stared at each other for a long moment before Duo broke the silence.

 

“What is it, little one?” Duo smirked at him in sweet mockery. “Just realize how handsome I am?”

 

Heero snorted and slowly sat up. He somehow murmured `baka' as he shook his head lightly.

 

“Come on, let's get out of here, boy.” Duo smiled. The drug still made Heero weak so Duo helped him sit. Then the braided boy stood up and went ahead to check outside the door. At the moment when every thing seemed to be at peace, Heero heard a soft growl and turned his head back to see the man pointing his gun toward him.

 

“You son of bitch. Die!”

 

Duo snapped his head back as he heard the sound and saw the man pulling his trigger.

 

“Watch out!!!”

 

It was like a slow-motion movie. Heero's vision was blocked by something before he felt a heavy weight on his body at the same time the loud bang of the gun was heard.

 

When Heero's mind settled back to focus on his surroundings, he found that he was lying on his back again, with something heavy on top of him…someone…

 

“Duo!”

 

The braided boy lay impassively on him and Heero found his hand covered with blood, which was not his.

 

“Huh…stupid boy.”

 

Heero heard a low chuckle and looked up to see the man, whose face was black and blue, limp towards them, the gun pointing at his head.

 

“You…” Heero gritted his teeth.

 

“Die…both of you.” The man flicked his finger on the trigger.

 

Heero was ready to punch forward when he heard another sound from the door and the man's body was sent to the ground.

 

Heero turned his head toward the door, where the voice came from and saw smoke from the barrel of a gun. The person standing at the door looked coldly at the impassive body.

 

“You finally find Maxwell, did you?” The Chinese boy walked slowly into the room to check the three bodies on the floor. “Are you alright, Yuy?”

 

Wufei looked back to the Japanese boy with American pilot on his lap. The silent shock of his companion told him the situation well enough; no words were needed for the Chinese boy to know how serious the situation was.

 

“I'll call for an ambulance!” Wufei said and rushed out of the room, leaving the two boys behind.

 

“Duo….” Heero looked at the body on his lap, a lot of blood flooded out under him, soaking the area around them. He flipped the braided boy slowly and saw a bloody hole so close to his heart. Heero could feel his back go cold.

 

No…

 

Quickly, Heero ripped the blanket and used it to stop the blood. Duo must not die!! Then he heard a low whimper from the boy beneath him.

 

“Stay still. Help is coming.” Heero said with out taking his eyes from the wound and efficiently started first aid the best he could.

 

“Ahh…” The violet eyes looked up “…Are you alright? Did you get hurt, boy?”

 

“YOU are the one who got hurt. Damn it!”

 

Duo just chuckled. “Yea…I'm going to die, I know it. I know how serious the damage I got is. It's quite close to the death spot.”

 

“You are NOT going to die.” Heero shout back.

 

Duo chuckled. “I thought you are usually a calm person.”

 

Heero didn't answer. All his mind could focus on now was Duo's safety. He couldn't lose Duo…not again.

 

“Uhh, you know…I said I don't need my past but…”

 

“Don't speak. You have lost a lot of blood. Stay still…“ Heero tied a tight knot in the cloth around Duo's body.

 

Ignoring Heero's words, Duo continued, “… but at least I wish I could remember you…”

 

“Stop talking, Duo…” Heero's voice was quivering now. Damn! It was not like himself, but he couldn't stop it. The bleeding wouldn't stop.

 

“…because…I think I was falling in love since the first time I saw you, and I'm wondering if I had loved you before we met…”

 

Heero's eyes widened, looking into the violet eyes.

 

“…I might choose the wrong actions to express my feelings …but I think…I love you.” Duo whispered the last sentence softly before his eyes closed.

 

“Duo…?” Heero's blood went cold as he noticed the braided boy had gone still ”…No...Duo…”

 

No reply came from the lying boy.

 

“Duo!!!!!!!!!”

 

 

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“Don't worry Heero, this Baka is more enduring than a cockroach. He won't die easily,” putting his hand on his Japanese friend's shoulder, Wufei said as they were waiting in front of the operating room with the other pilots.

 

Heero didn't even look up at his friend. This time he couldn't force himself to open his mouth and say something like `I have never worried about him'. He sat still and prayed deeply; something he had never done in his life: Please God, don't let him die.

 

He still had something to tell Duo.

 

 

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“Don't worry. He is out of the coma. As for his memory loss, it's just a temporary side effect. Maybe his head hit something or it might be because of the effect of the explosion when he used the self-destruction function of his Gundam,” said the doctor, “Your friend will be fine.”

 

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It took two days before Duo opened his eyes again. The violet eyes blinked a few times before they focused on the scene before him: the brown haired boy with deep blue eyes.

 

“Heero?”

 

Somehow, Duo noticed relief flash in those normally ice-cold eyes.

 

“Ahh… those damn OZ soldiers…I thought I would die when I pushed the self-destruct button …”

 

Heero just sat still, looking longingly at the braided boy.

 

Duo slowly shifted to a sitting position and leaned back against the large pillow. “Heero…Do you look paler and thinner?” Duo raised an eyebrow as he looked at his partner's face.

 

Heero still stared at him silently and that made Duo feel strange. This might be the first time in years that he couldn't read Heero's eyes.

 

“Aha! I know. You must have been so worried about me while I was unconscious that you couldn't eat or sleep, right?” Duo teased his beloved friend and quickly lifted his arms up to guard himself, preparing for a quick punch as his Heero usually did. He felt Heero lift his hand up but the punch didn't come, instead, Duo felt arms around his neck and the dark brown hair rest on his chest.

 

“I love you, Duo…”

 

Duo was stunned. His mouth opened and closed like stupid golden fish. This was something he definitely hadn't expected.

 

It was totally a surprise, but also like a dream, to have the one he had loved for so long hug him and state his love back to him. For seconds, Duo thought his head might have been knocked so severely that his mind was playing a trick on him, but the warmth of the other body before him was so real.

 

Duo slowly lifted his arms up and hugged the boy before him, confirming that it wasn't just merely a dream. He inhaled the scent from the soft brown hair. It was Heero. His Heero.

 

Duo looked up at the white ceiling, staring there for a long minute. It took several minutes before Duo managed to remember how to speak.

 

“Err…How long have I slept?”

 

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~Owari~

 

Well….I planned for a lemon sequel …but it has been quite a long time…umm…not sure if I still can remember the plot… :D

 

………….bye.

 

~Atre~