Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Elements ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: Neither Gundam Wing nor its characters are mine. They are the property of their respective owners. Rhys (when he shows up) is not mine. He is the property of Laurel K. Hamilton.

Pairings: 2x1 (eventually), 6+1, 5+1, implied 3+4, others to be named Rating: NC-17, probably Warnings: AU, OOC, probably lemon, semi Duo- bastardization (don't worry, he gets over it)

The Elements Chapter 6

Heero stood at the north end of the grove he and his brothers had determined to be the point where the portal would open. Eric stood to his left, in the east, with Rafe in the south, and Leif in the west. The boys faced into the center of the circle they had formed, looking across at their complements.

Without saying a word, the boys, acting as one, turned their right palms down toward the earth. They walked deosil on the outside of the circle, trace magics flowing from their palms, further concreting their circle. They walked -- no, more like glided -- around the circle, finally ending up where they had started: Heero in the north, Eric in the east, Rafe in the south, and Leif in the west. Then, they did the same thing widdershins, closing the circle and protecting it from outside sources. More importantly, protecting the world from what was *inside* of it.

Heero, as always, started the incantation. He raised his arms to the sky, palms pointing upward, and cried out, "Here stands the doorway to the portal to worlds beyond this one. In the name of the Lord and Lady, I call upon the Guardian of the North to help me seal this door. In the name of Tir, I invoke thee!"

"In the name of the Lord and Lady, I call upon the Guardian of the East to help me seal this door." Eric cried, his hands also pointing to the sky. "In the name of Abhainn, I invoke thee!"

"In the name of the Lord and Lady, I call upon the Guardian of the South to help me seal this door," Rafe called, his body stance mimicking that of his brothers. "In the name of Aile, I invoke thee!"

Finally, Leif called out, "In the name of the Lord and Lady, I call upon the Guardian of the West to help me seal this door. In the name of the Bradhadair, I invoke thee!"

"In the name of Anam, I invoke thee!" Heero yelled. He lowered his hands and brought forth an athame from his pants; his brothers did the same. The four, as a group, drew their athames across their left forearms. They let the blood drip into waiting chalices, which they then threw into the center of the circle. "Where our blood gathers, let the doorway open. In the name of those who walk between the mortal and immortal coils, we beseech thee, open."

The ground where the broken goblets were began to burn; white fire leaped higher and higher into the air, touching and harming nothing. The magical flames grew to six feet in height, then began to spread outward. As it spread, a tear began in the middle. The rip spread as the fire did, resulting in a six-foot in diameter ring of fire encircling the vision of the hell beyond it.

"By the power of Tir --"

" -- of Abhainn -- "

" -- of Aile -- "

" -- of Bradhadair --"

" -- and of Anam, I command thee to close." As fast as the portal opened, it sealed, returning a false stillness to the air. "By the power of the God and Goddess, I command that for the period of one year and one day, this doorway and all other doorways of its ilk shall be as this one is: dormant. In the name of the Gods, so mote it be."

"So mote it be," Heero's brothers echoed.

***

Trowa watched, mesmerized, as the Yuy's performed their ritual. He realized who they were within the first ten seconds of it. He laughed with joy, before remembering that he was supposed to be sad. He forced his face into a frown as the *Elements* cleaned up after their ceremony. They broke the circle, wiping away all of the trace magics, picked up the broken chalices, put away their knives, and bandaged their arms.

They seemed to have forgotten that Trowa was there at all. He wasn't about to let that happen, so he walked over to Heero -- who he wasn't able to take his eyes off of -- and began apologizing profusely for his earlier actions. "Heero," he began. "Heero, I just want to say that I'm sorry for following you earlier, and for thinking that you and your brothers might be trying to do something bad. Can you ever forgive me?"

"There's nothing to forgive," Heero replied. "You were just trying to protect your tree; any nymph would've done the same." Trowa lowered his gaze to the ground in shame. Even if Heero said it was okay, he still felt repentant. "But, if it makes you feel any better, I forgive you."

Trowa looked at the boy with pure, unadulterated joy radiating in his eyes. He didn't know why, but Heero's approval and absolution meant everything to him.

"Umm, since you do this a lot -- sneak out, I mean -- how do you usually sneak back in?" Heero asked him.

"Well, I usually walk back in through the lobby after it gets light out, and tell anyone who asks that I went jogging." Trowa eyed Heero's attire -- tank top, pajama bottoms, and bare feet. "You can tell them that you took a walk."

"Okay," Heero agreed. He started to walk away, when he turned toward the taller boy. "You want to walk with me?" Trowa, of course agreed. When Trowa caught up with him, Heero whispered to him, "I could never forget one of my children."

***

Heero walked through the lobby, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. With Rafe, Leif, and Eric returning to their room through the window, he only had Trowa to corroborate his story. He tried to walk at a normal pace back to his room, and almost succeeded; he only walked a *little* faster than normal.

Heero sighed in relief when he saw that Duo was still asleep when he got to the room. The older boy would probably sleep for a couple more hours because of the spell that Heero put on him. Even so, Heero pushed the hamper up against the bathroom door when he went to take a quick shower to wash the dirt and mud from his body. He got in and got out in three minutes flat, afraid that Duo would burst into the room and attack him again.

Heero shook the morbid thoughts of Duo pressing against him through his clothing. Instead, he got dressed in the school uniform -- tan khakis, and a white button-down shirt -- but left the jacket. After all, it was Saturday. He put on his shoes and left the room, remembering to take his key with him this time.

He skipped down the stairs, and strode through the lobby to the cafeteria, where he was meeting his brothers for breakfast. All three of them were there, faces looking freshly scrubbed. Even though they had beaten the rush, and there was hardly a line, Rafe got Heero's food for him. It was tradition, and they weren't about to break it now.

Breakfast went by quickly, with Heero, as usual, not eating much. He ate all of his eggs and drank all of his milk, though, because they didn't scream at him like the other food. Taking them didn't hurt the creatures they came from, so they weren't in pain.

Rafe made him talk about Wufei and where they were going on their date. Then, of course, Leif went through the spiel of "if Wufei so much as harms *one* hair on my precious Hee-chan's head, I will grind him to dust with his own ponytail."

All in all, a normal breakfast.

Heero finished eating and excused himself from the table. He walked out of the cafeteria and halfway through the lobby when he heard the familiar screeching voice of Relena Winner.

HEEROOO!"

Selune