Category: AU, 2x5, 2x3, 4x3, 4x5, possible 1x2
Rating: NC-17 Warnings: AU, OOC, yaoi, language, touch of blood and amazingly
light lime (diet flavor - wait, can you even call that a flavor?).
Spoilers: Nothing even close to spoilers. Unless you didn't know their
names . . . in that case, oops.
Note: Welcome to the pause and regroup session. *grin* Poor Duo, so confused.
And antsy. Confused and antsy. What a combination.
With the Demons + Part 11
To Find the End
"Alright, I'll bite. What
the hell just happened in there?" Duo heard Howard say, his voice
gruff. He was once again driving the van, this time heading back into
Iria sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed and expression pensive. "Why
"Because Duo's too busy ranting," Howard said, grinning as a
particularly foul stream of curses came from the back, demonstrating his
point. He blinked, cocking his head to the side and listening. "Can
ya do that to a person?"
"It seems as if Duo intends to find out."
"I think I want to be there when he tries that . . . ." Howard
looked over at Iria, winked, and then turned back to the road.
"And people are afraid of me," she muttered under her breath.
Iria shifted in her seat, looking back into the van. "Duo, are you
done exercising your extensive vocabulary yet? As interesting as Howard
seems to find it, we need to know where we are going."
Duo poked his head between the seats, making Iria jump back. "Devil's
Bliss. You know it?"
"Yeah, I know it," Howard answered. "That where we're going?"
"Yep," Duo turned away, moving to settle into the back. Iria
reached out, touching his arm. He halted, quirking an eyebrow at her.
Was that actually concern showing on her face?
"I would ask why you're going there, but I think I already know.
You want us to drop you off," she made the statement accusatory.
Duo scratched an itch on his cheek. "Yeah. You can save the warnings,
though. That's about the one place where I'll actually be safe."
Physically, at least. His mental health already in a questionable state
was another issue all together. At least since he had gotten tangled
up with Heero. And thinking of the annoying neck-nibbler, Duo had quite
a few things he wanted straightened out. Like this annoying lightheaded
feeling that just wouldn't quit.
"I gotta say, Duo," Howard was speaking, jolting Duo out of
his thoughts. That was a bad sign. Howard using his name never came with
good news. "That was some weird shit back there. I don't think I
even want to know what is going on. You got messed up in some serious
stuff here, little man."
Duo found himself agreeing wholeheartedly. That went beyond weird shit.
Duo couldn't even begin to imagine what the hell was going on. He knew
one thing; he didn't like it. No, hang on. He knew two things. The day
was looking up. Maybe. Heero had more than an idea of what was going on.
Duo was pretty sure Heero could tell him everything he wanted to know.
The question was, would the vampire tell him.
"But," Howard continued, "if you find yourself needing
friends of the human variety," he added after a short pause, "me
and Iria are going to be around for a while. Call us up again. Besides,
Iria's a little pissed that she didn't get to slaughter anything."
Iria gave Howard a half-hearted glare. Duo wasn't sure if that was either
because Iria was used to Howard's teasing, or because Howard was right.
It was one of those questions Duo really didn't want an answer to.
"No worries, Howard. If I need you, I'll call." Duo reached
out and took the hastily scribbled number Iria handed him.
"Sure ya will, Duo. But it won't do you any good if you don't realize
you need us until its too late." Howard's voice was low.
Duo patted Howard on the shoulder and threw him a grin. "Like I said,
no worries." With that, he turned away, rejoining Wufei and Trowa
in the back.
Both shifters were still in panther form, stretched out on the van's floor.
Since neither one had extra clothing, Duo had suggested they wait to shift
back. Sneaking two naked men through the streets would be close to impossible.
As panthers, they could slip through the shadows. Getting through the
bar was a different story. Oh, well. Burn that bridge when they got to
it. Settling on the floor between them, Duo blew out an explosive breath,
ruffling his bangs. Wufei immediately rested his head in Duo's lap. Duo
smiled wearily, scratching his ears.
"I wish you two had some idea of what the hell is going on . . .
." Duo said, mostly to himself.
Trowa sat up, resting a paw on Duo's leg. He bumped his forehead against
Duo's in a strangely comforting gesture. A soft growl came from deep in
Duo's smile brightened a little. "You want me to scratch your ears
too, Tro?" He reached up with his other hand, rubbing the top of
Trowa's head. Almost too quiet to hear, Duo heard a rumbling coming from
Trowa. The panther was purring.
Wufei made a snorting sound. He rolled over, halfway on his back in a
quick movement, keeping his head in Duo's lap. His front paws were in
the air, toes flexing. Wufei let out a tiny growl that was more like a
cat's mewl than a sound that a panther would make.
Duo laughed out loud. "I am not rubbing your tummy, Wu."
Wufei managed to look disappointed.
Duo laughed again, and he felt a little of the fuzziness in his mind subside.
They were comforting, actually. It surprised Duo how close he had grown
to both of them in the short time they had known each other. Duo almost
broke out into fits at that thought. He had had sex with both of them,
that was pretty damn close, at least in Duo's way of thinking. It was
more than that though. Like this, here and now; just having them around
was soothing. Enjoyable.
"Oh, what the hell . . . ." Duo said, giving in under the visual
assault of the panther's pout. He scratched under Wufei's chin, then gave
his tummy a quick rub.
"Hey, little man," Howard called out from the front. "We're
here." He looked back at Duo. "You sure you're good from here?"
"Nope, but since when did that stop me?" Never. Somehow, Duo
always did what he set out to do. Eventually, anyway. "Thanks. Keep
in touch," Duo said lightly, hopping out the back door.
The panthers followed quickly after him, slinking into the shadows between
the buildings and disappearing. Duo could feel them there, even though
he couldn't see them. That was disturbing in itself. Glancing around,
he caught the glint of Trowa's green eyes. Shutting the door, Duo stuffed
his hands into the pockets of his coat. And watched Howard and Iria drive
With a start, Duo turned back to the panthers. They were moving though
the darkness, heading for the club. Duo shrugged and followed. He could
have sworn he heard Wufei say for him to hurry up. The imagination acts
up at the worst times.
A few minutes later, Duo entered Devil's Bliss through the main door.
The panthers trotted ahead of him, slipping unnoticed though the crowd.
Duo blinked. That wasn't right. Two huge cats wandering around in the
middle of a city club should have attracted at least SOME measure of attention.
Duo glanced around, trying to locate one of Heero's crew. If the vampires
could make people overlook their fangs, then maybe concealing the panthers
wasn't that hard to do either.
Duo saw Hilde, Zechs and Dorothy moving among the tables, but neither
one seemed to acknowledge the panthers or Duo's presence. Odd. A little
anti-social, too. Oh, well. Duo weaved though the press of bodies, heading
for the side door.
Quatre leaned against the wall beside it, dressed in black jeans and a
black dress shirt. The shirt was open, showing the pale skin of his chest.
A black choker circled his throat and he was barefoot. The contrast was
amazing. The vampire stood there, in the fitful lighting of Devil's Bliss,
and looked like someone out of a wet dream. A very dark, very dangerous,
very wicked someone. Very.
Duo quirked an eyebrow at him. "Giving everyone a free show, Q?"
The vampire smirked, fang glinting. Duo felt the heat of the room press
in around him. That was interesting. Getting answers to his questions
suddenly didn't seem very important. Seeing Quatre without those annoying
little bits of cloth in the way seemed much more important. Duo shook
his head. Where the hell did that come from?
Quatre lifted his arm, crooking a finger at Duo. And Duo found himself
beside the vampire before another thought crossed his mind. Seemed like
Quatre was picking up Heero's bad habits.
"Wha . . . ?" Duo said, slightly disoriented.
The door in front of him was opened and Quatre gave him a little shove
inside. Then the blonde slammed the door shut, pushing Duo up against
it with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his hip. He pressed
his body against Duo, one thigh pushing its way between his legs. Duo's
eyes widened as he tried to focus on Quatre's face. He was so close, his
breath hot against Duo's face. Quatre said nothing, merely stared at him
with those piercing blue eyes.
Duo swallowed. This wasn't in the plan anywhere. Duo shifted through his
fuzzy mind. Nope. Not in any plan. He opened his mouth to speak, but Quatre's
fingers were over his lips, silencing him before any sound escaped. Speak?
What the hell was he doing trying to speak!? He should be trying to shoot
Quatre moved his hand away from Duo's lips, burying it in the hair at
the back of his neck and tilting Duo's head to the side. Duo felt his
heart rate speed up. Come to think of it, why would he want to shoot Quatre?
The blonde was not . . . threatening him. Not really. Duo thought he should
be at least be protesting, but he couldn't find the motivation to speak
anymore, let alone draw a weapon.
"Shush, Duo," Quatre said, his lips trailing softly down Duo's
exposed neck. "You surprised me, stealing Sally's energy like that."
He nuzzled Duo's neck, then closed his mouth over the tender skin, giving
it a tiny lick. "Oh, but Duo . . . the rush that your power gave
me, so soon after you hurt me . . . ." The blonde shuddered.
This was not right. Incredibly far away from being even remotely right.
Duo's mind fumbled, trying to remember exactly what Quatre was talking
about. He remembered lashing out at Sally. Seeing Mariemeia and Lucrezia
together. Heero and . . . oh. Duo saw Quatre fall to his knees in his
mind's eye. That was what was going on. Although, if Quatre was pissed,
this was a peculiar way of expressing it.
Duo swallowed again. "Quatre . . . I didn't mean . . . I don't -"
"I said hush, Duo. I'm not angry with you." Quatre smirked.
"Does this seem to be something I would be doing if I was angry with
Duo felt like ripping out his hair. What the fuck was wrong with him!?
Pinned up against a door by Quatre! Forget that the little fuck was a
vampire, Duo never put up with this kind of shit. From anyone, human or
not. Slowly, ever so painfully slow, it dawned on Duo. No, this wasn't
something you do when you're pissed at someone. This was something you
do when you want to fuck someone. The little haze that had been in Duo's
head ever since he had flipped out at Sally's evaporated in a puff.
"Alright, Q," Duo grated out. "Get off me, now."
"Why?" Quatre lifted his head up, brushing his lips across Duo's
lightly. He stayed there, waiting for his answer with his mouth barely
"Because," the braided man said, making his lips move over Quatre's,
"if you don't let me go, I'm going to shoot you in the nuts."
Quatre jerked his head back. "Back to yourself, I see," he said,
laughing. He moved back away from Duo, tucking his hands back into his
pockets. "And here I thought you'd give me a kiss to go along with
your little gift of power."
Duo shot the vampire a hard look. Quatre pouted back. In spite of himself,
Duo found that he wasn't even a little miffed. "You're as bad as
Quatre seemed to consider that. "I don't know if I'd go quite that
Chucking to himself, Quatre started walking down the stairs. Before opening
the door, he turned and faced Duo again.
"Before you go in there threatening to shoot Heero in the groin,
I should tell you something," Quatre said.
Duo looked at him suspiciously. "Yeah, what?"
"He's not really sure what's going on either."
Oh, perfect. This was going to be productive. "He told you that,
"Actually, he did. We're keeping it between the five of us for now.
Heero thinks it more . . . prudent."
Duo laughed, shaking his head. "Prudent. That's a good word for the
Quatre shrugged. "I have always been good with words," a pause,
then, "among other things." His eyes were glinting in the dimmed
"You're always a flirt, huh, Q?" Duo found himself looking over
the vampire again, this time he was struck by how beautiful the blonde
really was. Duo had Wufei, and in a way, Trowa too. Yet he found himself
craving just a little taste of the darkness that Quatre promised. With
not another thought beyond that, Duo closed the small distance between
them, cupping Quatre's head in his hands.
Quatre looked surprised; he hadn't seen Duo move until his hands had touched
him. Then his eyes slid closed as Duo crushed their lips together. Quatre's
hands grasped Duo's waist, drawing him closer.
Duo groaned when the vampire leaned into him, opening his mouth for Duo
to explore. Quatre tasted sweet, just a hint of something tangy and even
a little spicy. His tongue stroked the blonde's. He pulled away, drawing
one soft lip into his mouth, then he pushed back inside, trying to take
everything Quatre offered. Duo's breath came in short gasps and he could
feel his heart racing. Then he felt something scrape his tongue, a tiny
flash of pain followed by the sharp copper taste of blood. His own blood.
Fuck. He had sliced himself open on one of Quatre's fangs.
Quatre's grip on Duo's hips convulsed, then his arms came up and tightened
around him. A strangled groan reached his ears as Quatre drew Duo's tongue
deep inside his mouth. The heated bulge against Duo's thigh let him know
the vampire was more than just a little pleased at the new development.
Duo drew his mouth away from the vampire's, hearing a loud whimper. Quatre
tried to follow, but Duo shook his head. The blonde sighed, melting into
Duo's arms. Resting his head in the crook of Duo's neck, he said, "You
taste fucking amazing, Duo."
Blinking, Duo waited for that to sink in. Sounded more like something
he would say than something Quatre would. Forget that, what in the name
of Jesus was he doing trying to crawl inside Quatre's skin, starting at
his mouth!? And letting him taste his blood! Duo mentally kicked himself.
Giving Quatre a little nudge, Duo said, "C'mon, Quatre. Stand up."
Quatre grinned. He nuzzled Duo's neck with his nose. "Can I have
another taste?" His voice was muffled, but Duo could clearly hear
the tone. Husky. Very much a bedroom voice.
"Fuck no! Quatre, get off of me."
Lazily, Quatre righted himself and moved away from Duo. His blue eyes
widened slightly. Before Duo could react, he darted in and licked the
corner of Duo's mouth, making an appreciative moan. Pulling back, he licked
his lips. Duo saw the tiny droplet of red before Quatre's tongue swiped
it into his mouth.
Well, damn it all to hell. That's where it was headed anyway. In a nice,
comfy handbasket. Quatre was looking at him like he was the most delicious
thing in the world and now that he had had a little taste, he wanted the
entire buffet. Definitely as unnerving as hell. It was bad enough that
Wufei and Trowa looked at him like they wanted to eat him, now Quatre
was at it too. Duo glanced at Quatre's eyes. Wait, hang on. Duo rethought
his last statement. Quatre looked like he was debating if he should eat
him, fuck him or both. And Duo had the horrible suspicion that Quatre
was going to go with Option C.
"Inside, Q, now." Duo reached around him a pulled open the door,
motioning Quatre though. The vampire complied, gliding past one very shaken,
very confused Duo. Damn, he was using the word ‘very' too much.
Treize was sitting comfortably on one of the red couches, conversing with
Relena and Une. He looked up at the newcomers, smiling.
"Duo," he said pleasantly, "how very nice to see you again."
There was that word again. Extremely overused. Duo decided to get a new
"Treize," Duo replied, plastering on a smile even though he
was considering how many ways to kill him. All Duo wanted to do now was
sit down, not chat with the resident gentleman. Or the other two either,
Duo added to his inner rant even as he said, "Relena, Une. Nice to
see you're none the worse for wear, Une."
Relena smiled at him. "Welcome back, Duo." Well, that was unexpected.
Duo almost felt guilty for his abruptness with her. Almost.
Une merely nodded her head. "The Erus and the panthers are waiting
for you," she said, indicating the hallway that lead to Heero's quarters.
Treize reached for a cup of something that was sitting on a small table
near his elbow. "When you are finished meeting with the Erus, Duo,
let me know. I will see if we can find something for you to eat. You appear
a trifle . . . wan."
"That sounds like a nice way to tell a guy he looks like shit."
Duo scrubbed a hand over his face. And, damn it, his tongue was still
Treize laughed. A disgustingly mild, pleasant sound. Duo found himself
disliking the man vamp whatever the fuck he was because of a nice
laugh. He had to get some sleep. Or some serious alcohol.
Duo waved a hand as he turned towards the door leading to Heero's room.
Maybe he might take Treize up on that offer. Food was starting to sound
good right about now. Sleep. Food. Alcohol. Sleep. Food. Alcohol. Choices,
And Quatre . . . Duo shot a dirty look at the smirking vampire. The little
shit was practically sashaying down the hallway. Yes, sashaying. Alright,
that may be an exaggeration. But he looked like the cat that had gotten
the cream. No, Duo corrected himself; the vampire that had gotten the
blood. His blood, God damn it.