Author: Caroline
see chap. 1 for warnings, notes

The Medallion: Part the Third
Two Against One

The shrill ringing of his telephone jolted him instantly awake. The warm body on top of him grumbled and did its best to bury itself under the sheets. "Five more minutes..." his guest mumbled, rolling over.

Zechs grunted as an elbow buried itself into his stomach, missing his groin by inches. He rolled to his side, fumbling for the phone in the dark. "...lo?"

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

Zechs yawned, rolling back against the pillows. "You know, this had better be a serious death threat, otherwise I'm likely to have you arrested for phone harassment," he replied, throwing an arm over his eyes.

"Ha. Ha. Get your ass over here right now," the insistent voice on the other end said.

The body next to his rolled back over, draping itself over Zechs. The blond let his hand run down the length of his lover's back and down to the curve of his deliciously rounded ass.

"I'm sorry but I think my ass has other plans at the moment," he replied, dipping his head to nibble his guest's ear around the phone.

His caller snorted. "Tell your ass to stop letting your dick make decisions and get over here! This is serious! I need you!"

Zechs raised his head. "Now I know you're serious. You haven't said you needed me since the last time we fu..."

"Zechs! Jesus, you've got a one track mind. And unfortunately it's located below your waist. Look, I really need you over here. I think I... ah... I think I'm in trouble."

Zechs heard another voice on the other end of the line, low and sultry. He heard Duo turn the phone away from his mouth and whisper, "Stop that!"

"Why, Mr. Maxwell, do you have a 'guest' present?" he asked, amused.

Duo groaned. "Yes, and that's part of the problem. Please, please get over here as soon as you can, okay? I'm desperate."

Zechs could hear the plea in his friend's voice. He sighed and sat up. "All right. Give me about twenty minutes."

"God, thank y... eep!" There was a crash and a loud thud.

"Duo? Are you all right?"

Duo moaned and Zechs could hear him fumbling with the phone. "Just get here soon, okay? Bye."

The phone went dead. Zechs pushed the off button and set the phone on the night stand. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, only to be brought short by an arm snaking around his waist. "Where are you going?" his lover asked, his voice still full of sleep.

Zechs turned and bent over his guest, kissing him deeply. "Go back to sleep. Don't worry. I'll be back before it's time for you to climb out the window."

With a grunt and a soft snore, his lover turned over and was asleep within moments. Zechs sighed and stood, dragging his pants on as he headed for the bathroom.

The things he did for former boyfriends.


Duo was thankful he'd managed to pry the incubus off him long enough to pull on some sweat shorts and a T-shirt. Heero declined the offer of clothing, which made Duo glad he'd picked a loose pair of shorts instead of his tight denim ones.

They were at a standoff. Duo sat in his chair, glaring at Heero, while Heero lounged unabashedly naked on his bed. The man kept running his hands up and down his body, causing Duo to whimper and clutch the pillow he'd rescued from the bed tightly to his chest.

When the knock at the door came, Duo flew down the short hall to answer it, his body shaking in relief. He flung open the door then flung himself at his former lover.

"Thank god you're here!"

Zechs chuckled. "You haven't been this excited to see me since the last time we fu..."

But Duo wasn't listening. He grabbed Zechs' hand and pulled him inside his tiny apartment. "I've got something to show you."

He dragged Zechs down the hall and into his combination living/bedroom. When Zechs caught sight of the very naked and very aroused man lying on Duo's bed, he stopped short.

"Why, Duo. You shouldn't have," he all but purred, his eyes raking over Heero's body.

"Asshole. He's not for you, he's for me," Duo replied, punching him in the arm.

Zechs frowned at him. "Then why am I here?" He raised an eyebrow. "Unless you want to try a threesome?"

Duo punched him again. "God, can't you think about anything but sex?"

"What else is there to think about?"

"My feelings exactly," Heero replied, getting to his knees in the middle of the bed.

Duo rolled his eyes. "Look, this guy just showed up - naked I might add - in my bed while I was asleep! What was I supposed to do?"

"Not look a gift horse in the mouth?" Zechs asked.

"Argh!" Duo threw his hands in the air and stalked back to his chair. "Why couldn't it have been you who 'freed' him then? You two are perfect for each other!"

Zechs shrugged his coat off and threw it into an empty chair. "Duo, I really don't know what you wanted me here for."

"I wanted you here so you could take *him* back from wherever you got him from!" Duo said, gesturing wildly at Heero.

Zechs blinked at him. "What makes you think I had anything to do with this?"

"Gee, let's see. A naked man shows up in my bed. Who would have the motive, means and opportunity to pull this off? Would it be my best friend who not only has the connections to all the gorgeous men in the city but also has a spare key and keeps harping on the fact that I need to get laid?" Duo stood and started pacing. "And who came up with the bullshit 'curse'? Was I really supposed to take that seriously?"

Zechs looked at Heero, who gave him a little shrug. "Uh, Duo, while I am flattered that you would think this was my brainchild, I can assure you I had nothing to do with this."

"Yeah, right."

"I'm serious."

Duo stopped pacing. He turned to look at Zechs. "Truly?" When Zechs nodded, he whirled on Heero. "Then where the hell did you come from?"

"I told you. I am bound by a curse to the medallion. I am here to pleasure you for one month."

Zechs whistled. "A whole month? Better stock up on extra lube and some anti-chaffing ointment."


The blond walked to the bed, studying Heero. "What are you?" he asked.


"Ah. That explains it." He turned for the door. "Have fun, Duo!"

Duo let out a cry of indignation, firmly placing himself between his ex and the door. "Zechs, please!"

Zechs rolled his eyes. "Fine. Tell me the whole story."

Duo huffed. "It's a long story. You'd better have a seat."

Zechs' eyes brightened and he immediately headed for the bed. Duo grabbed his arm before he could sit next to the naked man, sighing and guiding him to a chair. Ignoring his best friend's pout, he sat on the other chair and began his story.

"It all began when you ditched me for that Chinese guy with the killer ass..."


"...and he said I had him for a month." Duo looked from Zechs to Heero, then quickly back to Zechs again as he realized Heero had stretched out on his bed with one leg bent up at the knee.

"May I see the coin or do you transform from it?" Zechs asked, staring unabashedly at Heero.

The incubus shook his head, holding out the coin for Zechs to see. Duo got up and peered over Zechs' shoulder. He let out a cry of surprise when he saw that the divan was now empty of the etching of the naked man.

"There was a guy on lying on that couch!"

"And now, it seems, he's lying on your bed," Zechs said, looking at Heero again. "You said you stole this from my sister's study?"


Zechs shook his head and sighed again. "Heero, who was your last, er... mistress?"

Heero shuddered, pulling his knees up to his chest as if to protect himself. "A horrible, demanding woman. Blonde hair. Wore a lot of pink. Called me her 'Pookie.'"

"Sounds like her." Zechs handed the coin back to Heero before turning to Duo. "You've got more trouble than just a mystical sex slave in your bed. Think about it. Relena was the last person in possession of this coin. Her time wasn't up. She's going to be very pissed off when she finds her... 'Pookie' ... missing."

Duo sat down heavily in his chair. "I am so fucked."

Heero perked up.

"Look, don't worry about it. Chances are she hasn't noticed he's missing yet. When I left her party was still going. These events of hers always last until dawn. When I get back, I'll take care of the surveillance tapes. In the meantime, I'm going to send you and 'Pookie' here to a hotel. Lay low for a few days. Have some fun. You've got some vacation time saved?"

Duo nodded, disheartened.

"Call it in. I'll see if I can throw my sister off your trail. Don't come home until I contact you again, okay?"

"Okay." Duo looked up at Heero. "And what about Mr. Wonderful over there?"

"Take him with you. You don't want Relena to get her claws into him, do you?"

Both Duo and Heero shuddered. "I guess not," Duo replied, reluctantly.

"Please do not make me go back to her," Heero pleaded. "I will do anything you ask."

"Don't you have to do that anyway?" Duo asked.

"Well... yes."

Duo grunted. "Fine."

Zechs looked at the clock on Duo's night stand. "It's almost dawn. Let me make some phone calls."

Duo blinked at the clock, then walked over to his one, tiny window. Pulling back the blinds, he was amazed to see the sun just beginning to peek over the horizon. "Damn. I didn't realize it was so late. Or early I guess. How long will it take to book a room?" He dropped the blinds to turn back to the room. "I'm exhausted..." He stopped. Zechs had his back to him, phone resting against his ear. The bed where Heero had been lounging on was empty. "Hey! Where did he go?"

Zechs turned around, frowning when he saw the empty bed. He hung the phone up, moving to the bed. He reached over and picked something up. He tossed it to Duo, who caught it and gasped when he saw that Heero's image had returned to the divan. "He's back!"

Zechs looked up to see sunlight pouring in through the cracks in the blinds. "Ah. Aren't incubi night-dwelling creatures?"

Duo stared at him. "How the fuck should I know?" He sat down heavily. "You mean, he's really for real?"

"Looks that way."

"Shit, shit, shit." He blinked at the coin in his hand. "I'm too tired to think about this. Find me a hotel quickly, okay? I need to sleep on this."

"I think you need to sleep on Heero."


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