Category: AU, 2x5, 2x3, 4x3, 4x5, possible 1x2
Warnings: OOC, yaoi, language, lime, lemon-scented/tinted/flavored *grin*,
blood, gore and a decidedly UN-pacifist-like Relena.
Spoilers: Unless you're referring to your appetite, no.
Disclaimer: How many disclaimers do you think you've read by now? I won't
insult you by repeating it, and if you don't know it by now, you never
Note: This is getting weirder, I know. But it's fun, too. I wanna mess
around with some supernatural power stuff! I'll try to refrain from zapping
people into piles of dust. No promises though. ^__~
With the Demons + Part 8
Imitations of Immortality
"Duo . . . ." Heero's
voice was quiet, soft. Seductive. It rolled over Duo's skin hotly, bringing
with it promises. Promises of something dark, something decadent.
Duo shivered in the bath, the water suddenly cold against his fevered
skin. His grip tightened around the cross, and the points dug into his
hand. Opening his eyes, he saw Heero standing at the base of the dais.
Caught between amusement and lust, Duo saw that Heero, true to his apparent
obsession , wore only a pair of black leather pants. Even his feet were
bare on the white carpet. Light from the wall candles danced across his
bare chest, highlighting the sharp lines. Heero's skin reflected the golden
flames, making it seem as if his skin was causing the glow.
"Duo," Heero repeated.
Immediately Duo's eyes snapped up when he realized he was staring. Damn.
Not supposed to stare. He focused instead on Heero's face, and realized
too late his mistake. Heero's eyes were on fire. It washed over Duo in
even stronger waves, stealing his breath. Then, Heero was standing on
the top stair, holding him with his eyes. Duo thought belatedly that he
really screwed up on that one, but he found he didn't really care. The
cross fell, forgotten, from his hand.
Taking a deep breath, Duo finally found his voice. "Welcome back,
Erus." Now why had he said that? He had never used Heero's title
before. Duo shook his head a little, trying to clear his mind.
Heero laughed, and Duo's efforts were in vain. His laugh, like his voice,
invaded his mind and body. It was like something tangible. Duo felt it
play along his skin, touching him in a way that was almost intimate. His
breath hitched in his throat as his eyes were inexorably drawn back to
Heero stood painfully still, watching Duo with eyes of blue fire. Then
he sat on the rim of the bath, all grace and no bones. Fluid, like water.
He dipped his hand into bath, cupping the soapy water and lifting it to
let it slide slowly over Duo's exposed skin. A low moan escaped from Duo's
"Is this . . ." Heero said, dripping more water over Duo's chest,
" . . . my welcome home present?"
Duo's eyes slid almost shut, unable to close that last little bit which
would hide Heero's eyes from his gaze. Taking a deep breath, Duo drew
in the scent of Heero's skin. Warm and inviting, yet somehow dark and
rich at the same time. He breathed deeply again, letting it wrap around
him both inside and out. It was merely another layer of Heero's power
that Duo felt cover him.
Feeling a hand on his cheek, Duo opened his eyes a little wider. Heero
was impossibly close, leaning over him. Duo let his eyes drop, focusing
now on the lips that were so close to his. He parted his lips, drawing
in another breath. The whisper in his mind changed to a surge. He felt
himself move, getting slowly to his knees. The water lapped against his
hips, unnoticed. All Duo could see and feel was Heero. He tilted his head
to the side a little. Heero moved forward, his breath mingling with Duo's
as he brought his hand behind Duo's head, weaving his fingers through
the damp hair.
"Animi motus meus . . ." Heero whispered, and Duo heard the
word with both his ears and inside his mind.
A loud bang accompanied several shouts, and Hilde rushed into the room,
shouting for the Erus. Duo blinked a few times, then gasped when he felt
Heero's lips brush his for a split second before the Erus pulled back.
His eyes burned with a different fire now. Heero stood faster than Duo's
eyes could follow, lips curled back into a savage snarl and fangs glinting
in the firelight.
"WHAT!?" Heero growled, snarling at the intruder. His rage filled
the room, forcing itself down Duo's throat until he could hardly breathe.
Hilde dropped to her knees, spine bowed and head lowered. "Forgive
me, Erus," her voice dripped with fear, if it was from angering Heero
or her urgent news, Duo couldn't tell. "Sally and her clan, along
with Catherine, are demanding to know what you have done with Lucrezia."
She bent lower to the floor when Heero let lose another vicious growl.
"They stormed the main floor and killed several humans, and still
toy with a few. Dorothy, Treize and Une are down. Relena and Zechs hold
the stage door, Quatre, Trowa and Wufei are on the offense. Your presence
is required, Master."
"Fools!" Heero shouted, making Hilde cringe and Duo wince as
he grabbed for a towel. The Erus leapt from the stone dais, roughly hauling
Hilde to her feet. "Come with me, now!" he roared, storming
through the room and out the door. The room still pulsed with his rage.
Duo dried himself hastily before hauling on a pair of faded jeans. Grabbing
the Glock from his pile of dirty clothes, he rushed after Heero and Hilde.
Be damned if he was just going to sit in the bath and prune.
The sounds of fighting assaulted Duo in a rush when he burst through the
door by the stage. A quick look around showed several bodies, torn and
bloodied, scattered like discarded toys. Only toys weren't usually covered
in their own blood. Relena was chasing another woman across the second
floor, her face twisted in an expression of pure hate. Note: never piss
off Relena. Zechs was bent low over Une, and Duo could feel the heady
rush that accompanied his healing. Dorothy and Treize were out of sight.
Everyone else appeared to be involved in the bloody fight near the center
of the room. Logical. More room there to kill someone. Or get yourself
A few seconds more and Duo could make out Heero standing with his hand
wrapped around a woman's throat; it wasn't Catherine or anyone Duo recognized.
Wufei and Trowa had shifted, and were attacking a group of wolves, probably
Catherine's. Quatre was unaccounted for until a ragged scream reached
Duo's ears. A quick glance to the left revealed the blonde beating relentlessly
on a man twice his size. Being larger didn't seem to be helping the man
much; his face was just so much blood.
Indecision blossomed in Duo's mind. What was he supposed to do? Wade into
the fray and become mush? That prospect didn't really thrill him. One
of the wolves had broken away from the panthers and was running straight
at Heero, bloody jaws snapping at the air. Duo drew himself up and aimed,
pulling the trigger without a second thought. Probably wouldn't kill the
wolf, but would slow him down a hell of a lot.
Heero whirled around and caught sight of the wolf as it was knocked off
its feet by the force of the shot. He glanced toward Duo for a moment
before throwing the woman at the downed wolf. She hit it just as it was
struggling to get its legs under it, and they both fell in a heap. The
woman was back up in a flash, and Duo sighted the Glock on her. The wolf
stayed down. Even shape-shifters couldn't heal scatter rounds that quickly.
Duo fired again, hitting the woman square in the right leg. She stumbled
with a startled scream, turning to face Duo. He features were distorted
by a snarl of rage and what Duo hoped was pain. Her fangs and lips were
stained with blood. Another vampire.
"What the FUCK is going on here!?" Duo shouted, keeping the
gun trained on the woman. She looked to be blonde, but there was so much
blood coating her hair and one part of her face he wasn't sure.
Quatre gave his unfortunate enemy a last, savage kick, sending him flying
into a wall. He hit with a sick crunch and slid to the floor, dazed. Duo
had an unpleasant flash of the intestines from earlier that day.
Just then Catherine came crashing to the floor, followed by a gleefully
laughing Relena. "Yes, dear Cathy!" she cried, smashing the
woman's body to the floor again. "What is going on here?"
"ENOUGH!" Heero shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. He
walked almost calmly up to the woman Duo had shot and picked her up by
the throat again, setting her down on her feet. "What is the meaning
of this?" he asked, his voice gone deadly quiet. Duo preferred the
shouting. It was less disturbing.
All movement in the bar ceased, save for the quiet murmurings of Zechs
as he healed Une. Duo's arm was starting to cramp, but like hell he was
putting the gun down.
"Where is Lucrezia!?" the woman shouted, ignoring Heero's question.
Bad move. The vampire's eyes went cold and flat. He wrapped his hand almost
casually around her throat again, and flexed his fingers. Duo could see
them dig into the skin, and the woman's next words gurgled in her throat.
"Insolent bitch!" Whoa, that was a new one on Duo. He'd never
heard Heero resort to language so . . . well, to resort to language. Never
mind that Duo did it as a habit. "Answer my question!"
"She can't talk if you rip her throat out, Heero," Duo said,
resisting the urge to roll his eyes.
Heero didn't look like he had heard him, but his fingers loosened their
grip just enough to allow the woman to speak.
"If you have harmed her in any . . . !" her sentence was cut
short as Heero grimly tightened his grip again.
"You are in no position to make threats, Sally," Quatre said
quietly. Duo shivered from the ice in his tone.
Ah, so that was Sally. Sally looked a trifle uncomfortable at the moment,
not that Duo could blame her. This time, he did roll his eyes. He'd never
find out anything if Heero kept crushing her voice box. Sighing, he finally
lowered the gun and nodded to the panthers. He was surprised when the
one he had thought was Wufei obediently trotted to his side. Maybe Duo
was getting the hang of recognizing him in panther form.
Walking over to stand by Heero, Duo motioned for him to loosen his grip.
Heero flicked his eyes at Duo for a moment before looking back to Sally
and letting his fingers loosen. Duo resisted the urge to say 'good boy'.
"Now," Duo began, "what the hell is this all about? And
don't say 'where is Lucrezia' again, because that tells me fuck all and
I'm getting sick of hearing it."
Sally's eyes widened. "A HUMAN," she spat the word, "dares
to order me about?"
Heero growled again. Frankly, Duo was getting sick of being picked on
because he didn't have fangs or turn furry. He reached out and tapped
the tip of the gun against her head twice. "Answer the fucking question,
bitch, or I'll blow a neat little hole in your head, regardless of what
She snorted. "You are growing weak, Heero, to let the human speak
In reply to that, Heero smiled. It chilled Duo to the bone. "I believe
you are the one who is growing weak, Sally. Do you not recognize Death
when it comes calling?"
Amazingly enough, it looked like Sally’s eyes had gotten even wider. She
stared at Duo. “YOU!?” she shrieked.
Hearing his nickname spoken by Heero gave Duo a little jolt of surprise.
On Heero's lips, it seemed more than merely a name. But Duo's next thought
was cut off by a another scream of rage, this time from the prone Catherine.
Heero ignored it, and Relena hit her square in the face, effectively silencing
her from further outbursts. It's hard to talk when your jaw is crushed.
Duo tapped Sally's head with the gun again, just to make sure he had her
attention. "You were about to say?" he prodded.
"Lucrezia is gone missing, and you," she looked at Wufei, who
sat quietly at Duo's feet, "were the last to be seen at her home.
You have done something to her, and revenge must be taken."
"You IDIOT!" Duo exploded. "All this, over THAT? If you
had an ounce of intelligence in that pulp that's filling up your head,
don't you think it might have been slightly more prudent to ASK?"
Sally stared at Duo blankly.
"This is not like you, Sally," Heero said, his voice still flat
and emotionless. "You would not go so far over a missing priestess."
"What's she mean to you, anyway?" Duo put in, curiosity finally
overcoming him. "Why would you go so far to either rescue her, or
take revenge for her?"
"I . . ." Sally drifted off, puzzled. "We have to . . ."
she stopped again. A look of pure rage crossed her face, followed swiftly
by something that looked suspiciously like embarrassment. "It does
not matter to you!"
"WHAT!?" Duo shouted, once again severely tempted to just shoot
her. "WHAT," he paused, then continued again in a calmer voice,
"kind of an answer is that?"
"Out," Heero said, releasing her completely. "Get out,
Sally. Now. You are the one who has grown weak."
"You're just going to let them go!?" Duo asked, incredulous.
What the fuck was Heero thinking? Check that, was Heero even thinking
Heero ignored him. He was getting quite good at ignoring people. Sally
gathered herself up, favoring her injured leg only slightly now. A quick
glance said that it had already started to heal. Duo had the sneaking
suspicion that it didn't hurt the woman at all. It merely wouldn't support
her full weight. He really had to figure out what half these people were,
although spotting vampires was becoming easier. Absently, he reached down
and scratched Wufei's ears, more to comfort himself than the panther.
Startled, he looked down at Wufei. Had he just said 'Duo'? Wufei looked
back at him with silent eyes. It had to have been Duo's imagination. Wufei
was unable to talk in panther form. A cat's mouth just wasn't suited to
pronounce human speech.
The others were gathering themselves together too. Duo watched as Relena
reluctantly let Catherine get to her feet. The Tamer looked at the wolves,
who shot one last look at Trowa and then went to their master. The rest
resentfully followed Sally to the exit, picking up various people along
the way. The big man that Quatre had taken out was picked up by Sally
as she walked past. Duo's eyes widened. Definitely a vampire. Had to be
an old one too, to be able to take a scatter shot in the thigh and still
carry a man that big over her shoulders.
"Quatre," Heero said shortly.
"Erus?" Quatre dropped to his knees in front of him.
"Take Relena, Hilde and Trowa, and get rid of this." He gestured
at the carnage.
Quatre simply nodded, and the others named immediately joined him.
"Zechs, Wufei," Heero paused, looking at Une. She was now standing,
looking none the worse for the fight. "Une. Retrieve Treize and Dorothy.
See what you can do for them for now. A days rest should be enough to
completely heal them."
Wufei looked up at Duo before he moved from his side. Duo nodded once,
and the panther picked its way across the bloodstained floor, shimmering
slightly as it went. Suddenly, the panther was gone and Wufei continued
to walk towards the others. Duo let out an explosive breath when the backlash
of Wufei's power hit him. It was quickly followed by another wave as Trowa
shifted. Duo was left gasping from the rush. Fuck. Out of breath and half
aroused. He seriously considered grabbing Wufei and saying the hell with
clean up. Heero, however, had other ideas.
Duo looked at the vampire, and immediately regretted it. Heero's eyes
were no longer cold, but burning once more. 'Give yourself to me' echoed
in Duo's mind, and he felt the kiss of Heero's power sweep through him.
This was getting to be a habit. Duo still held the Glock loosely in his
hand, but its usually comforting weight didn't help him. How were you
supposed to fight something if you didn't recognize the danger until you
just didn't care anymore?
"Come with me, Duo," Heero said, briefly touching Duo's face
before heading towards the side door, not looking to see if Duo was following.
The double meaning of that command didn't escape Duo's notice. Had Heero
intended it? A corner of Duo's mind resented the fact that Heero assumed
he would follow like a good little pet. It was still resenting it as Duo
made his way across the room, following the same path Heero had just taken.