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Part Twelve
Lightening the Shadows
By: feisonna@yahoo.com
Warnings: AU, LEMON!!!!, NC-17, mature situations, other stuff
Pairings: 2x5, 1x3x4
Archived: www.adult-fanfiction.org,
www.angelfire.com/gundam/poppie-cickle, anywhere else just let me know.
=)
Feedback: yes please!!
A/N: well… another part done. Is this thing ever going to end????
I’ve never written anything this long before. =)
Part Twelve
Wufei cracked his eyes open tentatively. He felt different this
morning, like there was something missing. Thoughtfully, he raised his
hand to stroke over his collar. His hand encountered nothing more than
skin and a very tender area just over his jugular. Ebony eyes opened
impossibly wide and he threw the blankets off of him and began to
search the bed and floor frantically for his collar.
There was a sharp intake of breath from the dtiontion of the door.
Wufei whirled around and locked eyes with none other than his master,
who looked stunned. Copper cheeks pinkened slightly and the boy
started to stutter. “I-I can’t find my collar master. I was looking
for it and…” Duo flicked the collar toward Wufei. The startled boy
caught it and quickly snapped it back into place before looking back to
his still staring master.
“Put it on and get to the baths. I’ll send Quatre to attend you.”
Wufei swallowed hard at the cold tone of Duo’s voice. What had he done
to displease his master so? Last night had been nothing short of
wonderful for him. He’d hoped that Duo would feel the same. So what
had he done wrong? Midnight hair draped over his face when he lowered
his eyes to the floor. His whispered “yes, master” seemed to go
completely unnoticed and he slunk from the room.
Duo called out a quick command to Quatre, telling him to meet Wufei in
the baths. He lowered his head into his hands and attempted to scrub
the vision of his slave from his mind. It was impossible for him to
forget the bruises on that perfect skin, or the blood streaking those
gently rounded thighs. *How could I do that to him? He trusted
me and I hurt him.* the braided Lord sank into a nearby chair and
continued to berate himself.
*****
Quatre had just pulled his pants up over his hips when he was startled
by a light tapping at the door. A quick mental scan revealed his
visitor as Wufei. He quickly opened the door to reveal a very downcast
very naked pleasure slave. The blond gaped at the bruised and
blood covered boy before him. “Wufei? What the hell happened?”
“Duo was angry at me for something. He sent me to the baths but I
didn’t want to walk all the way there with nothing on. So I stopped
here.”
“I don’t think he was angry with you Wufei.”
The boy tentatively lifted his head to look at Quatre. “You don’t?”
He asked, bottom lip trembling.
Quatre smiled softly. “Of course I don’t. Now let’s get you something
to wear and get to the baths, hm?”
Wufei’s answering smile was tremulous but there.
The Shadow Lord cast desperately for something else to say while he
watched the boy struggle into a loose pair of pants. Glancing out the
window granted his inspiration. “How about we go to the stables after
your bath?”
The boy’s smile went from hesitant to blinding. “Could we? I’ve
missed Nataku.”
Quatre nodded. “Certainly. I’m sure she misses you too.” He took
Wufei’s hand in his. “Now come. The sooner you take your bath the
sooner you can see her.
*****
Wufei sank down into the warm water. He felt his muscles relax in the
heat and languidly reached for the cloth and soap on the rim of the tub
next to him. Carefully he scrubbed away the streaks of blood that had
dried on his skin, and he whimpered slightly when he touched an
especially sore spot.
Quatre watched him with a curious expression. He knew what had
happened last night, but he also knew that Duo had had no intention of
taking the boy until he was no longer afraid. So what had happened to
change his mind?
After a few minutes of watching his friend luxuriate in the pool,
Quatre spoke. “Wufei?”
The boy slowly turned to face him. Quatre couldn’t help but grin just
a little at the distracted expression on his face. “Wufei,” he said
again gently. “I have to go back to help Trowa for a bit. If I take
you to the stables first can you find your way back inside when you’re
finished?”
Wufei nodded and rose slowly from the water. Quatre gulped and quickly
averted his eyes. While he loved Trowa and Heero more than anything
else in the world, he couldn’t deny the beauty that was leisurely
revealing itself to him. Aqua eyes clenched shut and the blonde fought
to dispel the dripping vision of perfection before him. Quickly he
handed Wufei a towel.
“Come on.” Quatre’s voice was husky with desire and he had to stop and
clear his throat before he could speak semi-normally. “Get dressed and
I’ll take you over there.” *So I can go find Trowa.*
The other boy looked at his friend curiously but did as asked. Quickly
he pulled his borrowed clothing on over his still slightly damp skin
and followed Quatre outside.
*****
The stables were just as Wufei remembered them. Nataku awaited him in
the same place where he’d first saw her. *You have not been
injured, bonded?*
Wufei shook his head and pressed against the horse, wrapping his hands rmlyrmly around her large neck. “I’m fine Nataku. Just a little
frightened.”
*Then why do I smell blood? I should have been there* she
lamented.
Wufei blushed and looked at the ground.
“Why weren’t you there, Nataku? Your absence was rather conspicuous
don’t you think?”
Heero’s sudden question startled her and she jerked Wufei halfway off
his feet when she turned to face the intruder. *I was ordered to
stay behind.* the Shadow Steed spat, carefully assuring that Wufei
was steadied before she turned her entire attention to the other man.
“Ordered?” Wufei questioned softly. “By whom?”
*Me.*
Wufei yelped and jumped into Nataku’s warm bulk. He found himself
nudged gently behind her and strained up on his tiptoes to see the new
speaker.
A large black stallion crowded the door to the stable. His coat
glistened in the brightness of the torches, somehow seeming to swallow
the light instead of reflecting it. The boy shuddered at the sheer
presence of the creature.
Nataku bowed her head low to the floor. *Deathscythe. What brings
you here lord?*
*I have come to see the one whom my bonded has chosen.*
The stallion paced forward, seeming to flow more than walk. Wufei
trembled but managed to hold his ground when Nataku stepped back away
from him, proud head still lowered. That large black shape came closer
and closer to him and the boy flinched when moist breath blew over his
face.
*The bond has been completed?*
Nataku nodded. *It has my lord.*
Deathscythe seemed to dismiss his presence when he looked back to
Nataku. *This boy is strong, though he is frightened. I approve of
your bonding Nataku.*
The gray mare bowed again and Deathscythe disappeared into the shadows
as though he had never been there. Wufei cracked open his tightly
closed lids and looked over to where Heero still stood relaxed against
the wall.
“What was that?” Wufei questioned.
Cobalt eyes looked confused for just an instant before the Shadow Lord
seemed to regain his composure. He shrugged lightly. “Deathscythe is
Shinigami’s Shadow Steed.”
Though his response was calm Wufei could tell that Heero was still
disturbed by something.
By: feisonna@yahoo.com
Warnings: AU, LEMON!!!!, NC-17, mature situations, other stuff
Pairings: 2x5, 1x3x4
Archived: www.adult-fanfiction.org,
www.angelfire.com/gundam/poppie-cickle, anywhere else just let me know.
=)
Feedback: yes please!!
A/N: well… another part done. Is this thing ever going to end????
I’ve never written anything this long before. =)
Part Twelve
Wufei cracked his eyes open tentatively. He felt different this
morning, like there was something missing. Thoughtfully, he raised his
hand to stroke over his collar. His hand encountered nothing more than
skin and a very tender area just over his jugular. Ebony eyes opened
impossibly wide and he threw the blankets off of him and began to
search the bed and floor frantically for his collar.
There was a sharp intake of breath from the dtiontion of the door.
Wufei whirled around and locked eyes with none other than his master,
who looked stunned. Copper cheeks pinkened slightly and the boy
started to stutter. “I-I can’t find my collar master. I was looking
for it and…” Duo flicked the collar toward Wufei. The startled boy
caught it and quickly snapped it back into place before looking back to
his still staring master.
“Put it on and get to the baths. I’ll send Quatre to attend you.”
Wufei swallowed hard at the cold tone of Duo’s voice. What had he done
to displease his master so? Last night had been nothing short of
wonderful for him. He’d hoped that Duo would feel the same. So what
had he done wrong? Midnight hair draped over his face when he lowered
his eyes to the floor. His whispered “yes, master” seemed to go
completely unnoticed and he slunk from the room.
Duo called out a quick command to Quatre, telling him to meet Wufei in
the baths. He lowered his head into his hands and attempted to scrub
the vision of his slave from his mind. It was impossible for him to
forget the bruises on that perfect skin, or the blood streaking those
gently rounded thighs. *How could I do that to him? He trusted
me and I hurt him.* the braided Lord sank into a nearby chair and
continued to berate himself.
*****
Quatre had just pulled his pants up over his hips when he was startled
by a light tapping at the door. A quick mental scan revealed his
visitor as Wufei. He quickly opened the door to reveal a very downcast
very naked pleasure slave. The blond gaped at the bruised and
blood covered boy before him. “Wufei? What the hell happened?”
“Duo was angry at me for something. He sent me to the baths but I
didn’t want to walk all the way there with nothing on. So I stopped
here.”
“I don’t think he was angry with you Wufei.”
The boy tentatively lifted his head to look at Quatre. “You don’t?”
He asked, bottom lip trembling.
Quatre smiled softly. “Of course I don’t. Now let’s get you something
to wear and get to the baths, hm?”
Wufei’s answering smile was tremulous but there.
The Shadow Lord cast desperately for something else to say while he
watched the boy struggle into a loose pair of pants. Glancing out the
window granted his inspiration. “How about we go to the stables after
your bath?”
The boy’s smile went from hesitant to blinding. “Could we? I’ve
missed Nataku.”
Quatre nodded. “Certainly. I’m sure she misses you too.” He took
Wufei’s hand in his. “Now come. The sooner you take your bath the
sooner you can see her.
*****
Wufei sank down into the warm water. He felt his muscles relax in the
heat and languidly reached for the cloth and soap on the rim of the tub
next to him. Carefully he scrubbed away the streaks of blood that had
dried on his skin, and he whimpered slightly when he touched an
especially sore spot.
Quatre watched him with a curious expression. He knew what had
happened last night, but he also knew that Duo had had no intention of
taking the boy until he was no longer afraid. So what had happened to
change his mind?
After a few minutes of watching his friend luxuriate in the pool,
Quatre spoke. “Wufei?”
The boy slowly turned to face him. Quatre couldn’t help but grin just
a little at the distracted expression on his face. “Wufei,” he said
again gently. “I have to go back to help Trowa for a bit. If I take
you to the stables first can you find your way back inside when you’re
finished?”
Wufei nodded and rose slowly from the water. Quatre gulped and quickly
averted his eyes. While he loved Trowa and Heero more than anything
else in the world, he couldn’t deny the beauty that was leisurely
revealing itself to him. Aqua eyes clenched shut and the blonde fought
to dispel the dripping vision of perfection before him. Quickly he
handed Wufei a towel.
“Come on.” Quatre’s voice was husky with desire and he had to stop and
clear his throat before he could speak semi-normally. “Get dressed and
I’ll take you over there.” *So I can go find Trowa.*
The other boy looked at his friend curiously but did as asked. Quickly
he pulled his borrowed clothing on over his still slightly damp skin
and followed Quatre outside.
*****
The stables were just as Wufei remembered them. Nataku awaited him in
the same place where he’d first saw her. *You have not been
injured, bonded?*
Wufei shook his head and pressed against the horse, wrapping his hands rmlyrmly around her large neck. “I’m fine Nataku. Just a little
frightened.”
*Then why do I smell blood? I should have been there* she
lamented.
Wufei blushed and looked at the ground.
“Why weren’t you there, Nataku? Your absence was rather conspicuous
don’t you think?”
Heero’s sudden question startled her and she jerked Wufei halfway off
his feet when she turned to face the intruder. *I was ordered to
stay behind.* the Shadow Steed spat, carefully assuring that Wufei
was steadied before she turned her entire attention to the other man.
“Ordered?” Wufei questioned softly. “By whom?”
*Me.*
Wufei yelped and jumped into Nataku’s warm bulk. He found himself
nudged gently behind her and strained up on his tiptoes to see the new
speaker.
A large black stallion crowded the door to the stable. His coat
glistened in the brightness of the torches, somehow seeming to swallow
the light instead of reflecting it. The boy shuddered at the sheer
presence of the creature.
Nataku bowed her head low to the floor. *Deathscythe. What brings
you here lord?*
*I have come to see the one whom my bonded has chosen.*
The stallion paced forward, seeming to flow more than walk. Wufei
trembled but managed to hold his ground when Nataku stepped back away
from him, proud head still lowered. That large black shape came closer
and closer to him and the boy flinched when moist breath blew over his
face.
*The bond has been completed?*
Nataku nodded. *It has my lord.*
Deathscythe seemed to dismiss his presence when he looked back to
Nataku. *This boy is strong, though he is frightened. I approve of
your bonding Nataku.*
The gray mare bowed again and Deathscythe disappeared into the shadows
as though he had never been there. Wufei cracked open his tightly
closed lids and looked over to where Heero still stood relaxed against
the wall.
“What was that?” Wufei questioned.
Cobalt eyes looked confused for just an instant before the Shadow Lord
seemed to regain his composure. He shrugged lightly. “Deathscythe is
Shinigami’s Shadow Steed.”
Though his response was calm Wufei could tell that Heero was still
disturbed by something.