Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Tsuyu Series ❯ Chapter 1

**Revised Version…

 

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It was the night of the concert, and Heero could feel his stomach lurch in nervous anticipation. As he stood backstage watching the hordes of people, he snorted as the occasional vampire shirked in.

 

"Idiots,” he grit his teeth, “They don't even pay admission." he said disapprovingly.

 

"Come now Heero that's no way to talk about the bands adoring fans." a scratchy old voice intoned behind him. The brunette felt his heart jump at the sudden arrival but stayed placid on the outside.

 

"They didn't come for a show. They came for me." the singer sneered. He continued to stare forward, watching as more people and immortals crammed themselves into the open arena.

 

"Yes, well if it's you they want, it's you their going to get, right?" Jay said as he stepped out of the shadows. The manager stayed standing behind the boy but saw when his shoulders stiffened.

 

"Of course,” Heero finished, a smirk firmly in place.

 

At that moment the other band members all walked in. Alice wore leather chaps which revealed neon yellow panties, a black tube-top, and millions of bracelets on each wrist. Alex had an orange tank, which acted as a second skin, baggy deep blue pants, and a silver armband. Lee wore no shirt, which revealed his various tattoos, a thick silver chain around his neck, and low rising, black baggy shorts.

 

"Chibi! Why the hell aren't you dressed yet!?” Alice screeched, rushing over to the Japanese. Heero merely glared and quickly ran to his dressing room unaware of a set of glowing eyes watching his every move.

 

As he slammed the door shut Heero quickly pulled up a pair of very tight black leather pants, and stepped into his boots. He threw on a deep blue tanktop with the words, "Suck this" on the back, and which clung to his lean frame. He hurriedly smeared kohl over his eyes, and spread oil over his bare arms.

 

Finishing up, the Japanese couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. "I'm going crazy." he mumbled and scrambled out of the dressing room to join the others and begin the concert.

 

After the door shut shadows against the wall began to tremble, coming together to form two figures. Just as the two bodies appeared a third silently slipped through the ceiling. "Duo! Why won't teach me how to move through solids?" a pale blonde whined.

 

"Because your pathetic, fledgling body couldn't handle it." The one known as Duo answered teasingly. The Arabian humphed but didn't argue, instead turning to his lover for solace.

 

"Enough," the taller vampire interfered, "you can argue once we get the boy." His green eyes smarted towards heavy lilacs and the other nodded in agreement.

 

"What do you think the blood of the youth tastes like, Trowa?" Quatre asked eagerly leaning against the lithe boy while glancing across the small dressing room.

 

"You won't know. He's mine!" Duo said hissing. He bared his teeth to the shorter fledgling in a show of authority.

 

"Oh, come on Duo. Can you not share?" the smaller boy begged.

 

"Let me put it this way," Duo said menacingly," I will share that human when hell freezes over." With that he walked through the dressing room door to find his prey. Quatre and Trowa calmly followed smiling slightly at their friend's possessiveness.

 

Once they were outside both Quatre and Trowa gasped at the tremendous amount of energy being emitted from the large auditorium. "Oh Shit," the blonde said, uncharacteristically.

 

Trowa raised an eyebrow at the outburst from his lover, but said nothing about it. "Come love, we must find Duo, he will need our help," he said, grabbing for the other's hand. With that the two quickly scoped the crowd looking for their friend, as the lights dimmed.

 

Suddenly strobe lights fluttered, multicolored lights flashed, and millions of fans started screaming, as pounding music blared. Out of the commotion a single voice rang out, "Walking, waiting, alone without a care." Heero sang.

 

`Did you think it's cool to walk right up, to take my life and fuck it up?' as he sang Heero moved about the stage with the grace of a dancer.

 

He shook his hips to the music, causing the large crowd to go wild "I see hell in your eyes… touching you makes me die inside.' Rocking to the bass, Heero finished the song with a bang, panting from effort. `I hate you…'

 

As they finished up the concert Heero turned to the crowd, "Thank you all, especially those who came for me!" and with that Heero and the rest of DTS walked off stage.

 

Once they were back stage the blonde guitar player placed her hand over Heero's forehead, "Are you ok?"

 

The singer only hummed, waving her hand away and continued walking. Alice pursed her lips and hurried to stand in front of him and grab him by the shoulders, "Honestly, Chibi, be careful. Please." she warned.

 

"I'll be fine." Heero muttered before walking off to change. The other three members of DTS watched him disappear into his room before turning away.

 

Lee sighed, "He'll never learn. Oh well let's go party!" he said excitedly. Alex swiftly clapped him on the head with a solid glare.

 

Rubbing his head, Lee pouted, “You know I was only kidding. Besides we all know how he gets after concerts.” His dark eyes shifted to the closed door, despite his flippant demeanor, the drummer was still worried for his friend.

 

Sighing, Alice placed a hand on his shoulder, “ Come on, let's change and go out," she said, trying to lift the mood. She and the others had always stayed behind with Heero after concerts, preferring the safety of their friend to after hour parties, but they'd slowly come to realize how much the smaller boy needed to be alone after each show.

 

"Alright! Ladies here I come!" Lee cheered, although both twins could see it was half-hearted.

 

"Should I tell Heero?" Alex asked, his hazel eyes darting to the door before focusing on his sister's light greens.

 

The younger shook her head, "No, he wouldn't come anyway,” The other two teens nodded in agreement. She looked back to see four men in dark suits and nodded to them, “Just make sure he stays indoors, with ALL of our bodyguards."

 

 

 

 

Heero walked into his dressing room sighing deeply, "Whoever you are, lets get this over with, I'm tired." he said, seemingly to no one.

 

There was silence for a moment when suddenly Heero heard a voice from behind and listened without turning, "This won't take long."

 

Fangs bared, a longhaired vampire grasped onto the Japanese tightly from behind. Swift reflexes, however, quickly stabbed the vampire in the eye causing him to stumble back and scream in pain. "Damn you!" The vampire hissed.

 

The brunette chuckled darkly before saying, "No, damn you." and with that he quickly knocked the vampire out with a swift cuff to the neck. "They're so stupid..." he mumbled, as he struggled to throw the body out into the hall.

 

Heero stood, stepping back into the room, and gasped. "Surely you would not insult the family, who gave birth you," a sultry voice whispered as warm breath tickled his neck, "We are not all idiots."

 

Heero gulped. `Who is this? I couldn't even sense him.' The singer's heart thumped loudly in his chest as he got the courage to speak. "What do you want?" he asked, masking his fear.

 

"Not much, really," the voice purred, "There are a lot of people angry with you. You should be more careful with your lyrics." Pale slender arms slowly wrapped themselves around Heero's waist.

 

"Answer the question." Heero was growing impatient. `How does he know? Why couldn't I sense him?' As millions of questions raced through the shorter boy's mind, the vampire slowly answered his question.

 

"You know exactly what I want." The decidedly male voice said, his arms tightening. Annoyed at the unwanted touch, Heero stubbornly began to struggle in the arms that held him captive.

 

Giving up his struggles after hearing a low chuckle, Heero asked, "What's so damn funny?" His anger was growing at the taller one's confidence and in his inability to retaliate.

 

"You are, koi." The deceivingly strong arms effortlessly lifted Heero off the ground and spun him around to face him. Heero gasped as he was set down and looked up into icy blue eyes.

 

"I am not your lover." Heero scowled, his voice low.

 

"Oh but koi, soon enough, ne?" The pale haired vampire cooed. Heero tried to reply, but realized he was frozen and looked desperately into the eyes of his captor. The vampire slowly lowered his lips to Heero's wanting to be the first to taste of the boy.

 

 

 

 

TBC...

 

 

Revision number two! Hope you like…