- see prologue for warnings and disclaimers -
Blood... Chapter seven
It's red hot sex scene
Quatre took a few minutes to wake up on this Friday morning. The sunlight
peaked through the window, bathing the blond with its colour. As his mind
slowly returned from its sleepy confines he realised he was at the end
of the bed today, with Duo in front of him. His long hair caught the early
morning sunshine that fell across his face, and over his bruise.
Blooming out from the temple a large purple flare of colour covered the
majority of the right side of his face. It wasn't so much the bruise that
was the problem, it was the fact that Quatre didn't remember Duo getting
it. And he had had one drink all night, and it wasn't even alcoholic,
not nearly enough to make him pass out. So that left one option.
They had put something in his drink. Something to make him sleep.
Quatre was about to open his mouth and say something when an awful thud
it the door.
"DUO MAXWELL!" Hilde's voice shrilled through the wood, successfully
waking the rest of the beds occupants. There were groans and noises from
the various boys in the room. "I know you're awake now Duo, don't
make me come in there!"
His earlier fury forgotten, Quatre giggled, remembering Hilde's threat
if Duo wasn't awake when she got here. The other three boys were busy
pushing Duo out of the bed. Duo was reluctant, but the other boys were
very insistent, and between Heero's death glares and Wufei and Trowa's
threats of lots of pain, Duo was up and out of bed. He pulled himself
quickly into some pants and a shirt, black of course. Hilde continued
to bang on the door.
Wufei covered his head with a pillow. "Tell her to stop! That Onna
does this every fuckin' Friday," Wufei groaned, invoking the Chinese
word for woman, even though it was not a nice term to use, and often invoked
as an insult. "I'd like to sleep in one day if that's all right!"
"Yeah, yeah," Duo growled, "don't you think I'm grumpy
Quatre had already slipped on his silk pants and a white shirt while Duo
was still trying to zip up his pants. Quatre quickly caught the thick
strands of Duo's hair and started running a brush through them. Duo grinned.
"I'll come with you, if you want."
Duo was pulling on his shoes when Quatre started pulling his hair into
its braid. "Thanks Kat," Duo said around the constant banging
on the door.
He opened it quickly, hoping to catch the blue haired German by surprised.
No such luck, she was ready for that and kept her balance easily. She
grinned. "You didn't take as long as you usually do."
"Get out of here, and shut the door, we're trying to sleep,"
Heero grumbled from beneath the blankets.
Hilde laughed, tugging on Duo's arm. "Sorry guys," she apologised,
pulling Quatre out as well and closing the door behind them. "Now,
come on, breakfast!"
Hilde was as chirpy as Duo was only she was awake. She was dressed in
simple jeans and a T-shirt, with `Punk Rock' written across the front
in black ink, and sat across the table from the two of them. She talked
adamantly about anything and everything and Quatre couldn't help but warm
to her. She was so honest and fresh. She smiled all the time though there
were times when Quatre could only wonder why. The girl was such an outcast
at school, it was a wonder that she managed to stay so happy.
"How do you do it?" Quatre asked, used to being the outcast
himself. "How do you stay so happy?"
"Oh that's easy," the girl confessed, "I'm leaving here
soon, just another semester and then I'm joining the army." Hilde
grinned. "It's what I've always wanted to do, but I need the technical
skills, that's the only reason I still go. That and Duo," she added
at his put out look, pulling a grin from both boys. "You guys are
probably the only reason I put up with half of the crap I get."
"We stop it where we can," Duo muttered, his face full of pancake.
"But we can't be every where, and Relena has so many friends, and
Milliardo's fan club isn't much help."
Quatre remembered the older Peacecraft and shuddered at the thought of
him. All that power and beauty shouldn't be in just one creature. Hilde
didn't seem to notice Quatre's edginess and the way he quickly turned
the subject from the Peacecrafts. Anything that reminded him of Vampires
at the moment was not a good thing. "What will you do?"
Hilde shrugged, "who knows, I'll figure it out later, when they give
me my options. I don't really care, as long as I'm out of here."
She smiled, "but what about you Quatre, what are you going to do
with your life?"
He returned the smile, "My sisters want me to be a doctor, but I
want to be an archaeologist."
"What about your parents, what do they want you to be?" Duo
asked, looking over at the blond.
"I wouldn't know," came the wooden reply, "my mother died
giving birth to me and my father no longer walks with the living. He hasn't
for some years now."
Duo reached out and took Quatre's hand, "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. My father had a heart attack a few years ago,
these things happen."
For a moment Duo's face clouded over and Quatre wondered what he could
have possibly said to make him look like that. But whatever the emotion
was, it was gone before Quatre got a chance to find out what was wrong.
"So how many sisters do you have?"
"Twenty-nine! Shit!" Duo stared at him in surprise. "Did
your father have a viagra diet or something?" Quatre stuck his tongue
out at him and Hilde laughed.
"It'd be wonderful to have twenty-nine siblings." Hilde smiled
at Quatre's look of disbelief. "Duo and I are orphans, Kat, we've
had no family except each other since we were tiny. The idea that someone
has even one brother or sister is marvellous to us. You shouldn't take
them for granted."
Quatre smiled, "I don't, but it's difficult. They all want me to
be something great and wonderful, like a doctor or a politician. But I
love the idea of finding out about old nations, or even animal long since
extinct. It isn't very glamorise and that's probably why they disapprove
so much but I love it."
Duo grinned. "Good, it'd be really stupid if you were doing this
for your sister's vision of your future, not your own."
"I'm glad you approve." Quatre leant forward and Duo took the
opportunity to capture Quatre's soft lips in his own.
Hilde coughed, which sound remarkably like `get a room', drawing their
attention firmly back to her. "Enough mushy stuff boys, I'm going
to be sick, eat!"
The two boys smiled and went back to their food. Still, Duo was suddenly
eating with his left hand as his other had its fingers interlocked with
Quatre's below the table.
Late morning still saw the other three boys curled up in bed. Not necessarily
asleep however. Heero had been awake since the moment Duo and Quatre had
gone. Quatre Winner. It had been a long time, Heero had hoped he had forgotten
him. But it was obvious Quatre hadn't.
Heero let go an almost disgruntled sigh and moved, going to get up. A
hand shot out and caught his wrist.
"Where do you think your going?" came Wufei's growl from beneath
a mound of pillows and blankets.
"No where," Trowa's answering murmur as he reached over his
Chinese lover and caught Heero as well, pulling him back into the bed
and their embrace.
Heero was surprised to find two sets of eyes staring heatedly at him.
Wufei pushed the pillow away, uncovering his head and bare torso. He propped
himself up on one elbow and ran a finger down the centre of Heero's chest.
The Japanese boy shivered, captivated by the look in Wufei's eyes. "You
know, you left me in Duo's clutches earlier, it won't happen again."
Heero's soft protest was cut off as Trowa manoeuvred into a seated position
and lent forward over top of Wufei, and devoured Heero's lips savagely.
Wufei also moved forward, sucking on the sensitive flesh at the bottom
of his throat. Moaning softly Heero let the two other boys push until
he was on his back. Wufei straddled his hips, rubbing his clothed erection
to Heero's, drawing another groan from him that Trowa caught with his
Trowa pulled back, both boys left panting and Wufei ducked in, kissing
Heero, his tongue demanding entrance to the other teen's mouth. Heero
gave it eagerly, his tongue clashing with Wufei's in a battle of dominance
that Wufei was winning as he rubbed his trapped arousal once more against
Heero's. "You're going to pay for leaving me with Maxwell, Yui."
He whispered against Heero's lips.
"You loved it," He hissed softly as Trowa latched onto a nipple,
"That's not the point," Wufei said icily and reached down, slipping
his hands beneath the band of Heero's pants and grasping Heero. He groaned.
"You will pay for leaving me with that bundle of hormones all morning."
By this point Heero really had no idea what Wufei was talking about and
didn't really care. All that mattered was the feelings that Trowa and
Wufei drew from his body. Trowa helped Wufei strip Heero of his pants,
freeing his erection. Heero watched as both teens licked their lips as
they both ached towards him. With Wufei's hand still wrapped around the
base he licked the dew of precum from the slit at the top and Trowa's
tongue joined his, fighting for dominance.
Wufei won and took the entirety of Heero's length into his mouth. Heero
gasped, having the sound captured by Trowa's lips as the Latin boy kissed.
Heero now found a use for his idle hands, one threading through Wufei's
hair, the other pausing to clasp around Trowa's neck and then slide down
his body. Trowa broke the kiss to rid himself of his own pants as Heero's
questing fingers slipped around his hard length.
Wufei's mouth was rapidly causing Heero to loose all sense of sanity as
he used his tongue and teeth to bring him to the brink and keep him there.
Heero slipped his hand from off around Wufei's head to use his elbow to
prop himself up. He ran his own tongue up the underside of Trowa's erection,
causing him to gasp. The tongue rounded the head before Heero took the
whole length into his mouth. Trowa bucked his hips, threading his fingers
through Heero's messy locks.
The pace picked up as Wufei lifted his coal black eyes, watching Heero
suck Trowa deeply between his lips. Knowing he wouldn't last much longer
Heero let the hand that had been holding Trowa's hip slip around and brush
the cleft of his ass, falling between the cheeks and brushing the puckered
entrance he found there. Trowa cried out and all but slammed into Heero,
shooting his essence down the Japanese teen's throat. Heero swallowed
it all, groaning as Wufei sucked hard on him, brining him to completion
straight after Trowa.
Wufei didn't swallow all of Heero's seed, letting it spill onto his hand
as Trowa curled up beside Heero, the two sharing a passionate kiss, Trowa
tasting himself on Heero's tongue. Wufei smiled as he watched them, drinking
in the sight of two of the loves of his life embrace. But Wufei wasn't
quite finished with Heero.
When his slick fingers slipped past passed Heero's opening it startled
the two boys from their embrace, Heero moaning softly and spreading his
legs open wantonly.
"He turns you on, doesn't he?" Heero whimpered breathlessly.
"Quatre? Of course," Wufei chuckled softly, his warm breath
teasing Heero's thigh. "He's so innocent and sweet, just begging
to be. . . tasted. If Duo hadn't insisted we go partying, I would have
had him then and there."
"And he's so incredibly virginal," Trowa whispered against Heero's
flesh, moving around to sit beside Wufei. Wufei slipped a second finger
in Heero, causing an impatient growl.
"Really?" the tips of his fingers brushed the sweet spot inside
the other boy and he arched his back, pushing the two fingers deeper.
"You can practically smell it on him, tempting isn't it. Wouldn't
you give anything to be his first?" Trowa let his lips trail Wufei's
back as he reached behind him, his hand clasping the lube. He squeezed
some onto his fingers and ran then slowly down Wufei's back and to his
opening. Wufei lent forward invitingly.
"Mmm, yes," he hissed, but whether it was answering the question
or in response to Trowa's exploring fingers it was lost in the moment
as Wufei lent forward and Heero caught his lips in his own. Wufei slipped
another finger in Heero as Trowa relented and pushed his own into Wufei.
Heero was impatient, pushing down on Wufei's intruding fingers. "Damn
it Wufei, fuck me!"
"Your wish is my command," Wufei pulled his fingers from Heero,
pausing as Trowa wrapped one slippery hand around his shaft, kissing him
hungrily. Trow pushed his second and third finger into Wufei as the Asian
teen groaned into his mouth.
Heero wrapped his legs Wufei's waist, pulling him down. He could feel
him press against his opening and slip between the tight ring of muscles.
Both boys whimpered at the sensations that coursed through their bodies
as Wufei sunk into Heero. Fully sated Wufei waited as Heero grew accustomed
to him. And Trowa's fingers slipped out of him and something longer and
much more satisfying pushed into him. Heero and Wufei waited, panting
deeply as Trowa filled him.
Time stood still as Trowa now rested against Wufei. He then pulled out,
pulling Wufei out of Heero. Heero moaned at the loss only to gasp when
Wufei came slamming back into him, driven by the force of Trowa driving
back into him.
This set the pace as all three teens became a quivering mess of nerve
endings and hormones. Pulling in and out of each other the room became
a orchestra of groans, moans, gasps and grunts. They begged pleaded and
whimpered for more only to have it become faster.
Wufei slipped his hand beneath himself and grabbed Heero's neglected erection,
his lips crushing Heero's. Trowa's hand quickly joined Wufei's, both boys
"Come for me," Trowa whispered, though they weren't sure who
it was too. Still, the words, the hands on his arousal, and Wufei pounding
into him sent Heero crashing over the edge, screaming out as he reached
With Heero's muscles clamping around him Wufei cried, exploding into Heero
and bringing Trowa with him, the tall teen screaming wordlessly. They
collapsed together in a heap, Trowa rolling off from on top of Wufei and
falling beside them. Wufei took comfort as Heero's arms wrapped around
his sweat drenched form lightly, still imbedded deep inside him. Trowa
pushed the black strands out of Wufei's eyes, kissing him softly.
The tender moment was shattered as the door slammed open. The three teens
from the bed stared at the door as an irate Quatre stormed in, followed
by an apologetic Duo, who closed the door behind him.
"I can't `believe' you guys drugged me!" He growled, oblivious
of the naked boys still snuggling together on the bed.
"Quatre, I'm sorry," Duo apologised, also not noticing the other
three people in the room. "We just didn't want you to get hurt. What
we do is dangerous, especially when you can't do anything to protect yourself."
Quatre hissed angrily, slamming the bathroom door locked between them.
Duo gave a soft sigh. "You know I'm right, Kat," he told the
blond through the door. He then turned and rested his back against the
Quatre stared at his reflection in the mirror. Duo was right, of course,
he still had the bruise at the back of his head from his first vampire
encounter. And the site of Miliardo still sent shivers up his spine. Perhaps
he wasn't ready for what he believed he was, but still, they had no right
to keep it from him. Especially when he was such a part of their lives.
The anger seeped from him and he sighed. They had still hurt him, but
he understood. It was all for his protection. "I can look after myself,"
he whispered to the reflection. Quatre wasn't even sure if his own reflection
"You guys had SEX while I was out? How could you?" Came Duo's
sudden yell from the other side of the door. "Why didn't you wait
Quatre couldn't quite hear the response, but it was Wufei's voice that
spoke, and Quatre was sure it was dripping with sarcasm. "Oh is that
so, Mister Chang?" Duo taunted saucily, "so sure of that pretty
arse of yours, are you? Maybe I should just. . ." There was a pause,
and then a shout of indignation, from Wufei, and a chuckle from Trowa.
"Ow! Not the hair `Fei! Shit, ow, owww look, that hurts, no, now
that tickles, stop it, ow, leave the hair `alone'! No! That's it `Fei!
Quatre heard the distinct sound of a pillow hitting flesh at full pelt.
"Oh, you've done it now Maxwell." Quatre found himself smiling
as a pillow fight then ensued. Even now he couldn't be angry with them.
He loved them too much.
What a change just knowing them for a few days had brought. Still, he
had known Heero for a while-
Even as he was thinking that, Heero opened the door. Of course, Quatre
kicked himself for not realising they would have a key, this was their
room, after all.
Heero looked at him through his heavy bangs that fell in front of his
face. Blue eyes searched him, reading Quatre. Then he moved into the room,
obviously having time to get dressed during the fight. "We've got
Quatre rolled his eyes, even Heero was calling him that annoying nickname!
He stood up and stopped in front of Heero. They stared, there was nothing
else for it, until Heero's hand reached out, slowly his fingers tracing
the rise of Quatre's cheek. Quatre lent into the delicate touch. "You
know you can't run forever," Quatre whispered, walking past the other
boy and leaving him standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
The other three boys, two hastily dressed, were standing sheepishly near
the door with their bags. Quatre rested his hands on his hips. "Okay,
whose idea was it?"
"Mine," came Wufei's soft whisper, looking imploringly at Quatre
with deep black eyes. I just didn't want you to get hurt Kat, and deny
it all you will, you would have. We just don't want to see you hurt."
"I can look after myself Wufei," he said with a little more
conviction then before. The boys still looked a little doubtful. "Well,
let me put it this way, you do that again, and I'll leave."
This was met with silence until Duo spoke up. "It won't happen again
He smiled, "good, now lets get to biology. And stop calling me that!"
"No," Came Trowa's answer as he handed Quatre his books. The
blond glared at him but allowed both Heero and Trowa usher him out of
the room, residing to the fact that he would always be called `Kat' from
"It could be worse, they could be calling you `little prince'."
Heero whispered in his ear.
Quatre glared at him. It took him a while to realise that was possibly
the nicest thing Heero had said to him since he had became one of them.
Four of them were standing outside the biology lab with Wufei doing law
already down the hall. The door opened and the other student moved in
around them, eager to begin class and get out as soon as possible. Heero's
arms slipped around his body.
"I'm going to get my jacket." The others were already moving
toward the class, but promised to save him a seat. The halls were empty
when he stopped at his locker.
"What do you `want' this time?" He growled, barely able to keep
his anger in check.
"You're getting too close to them."
"Stay out of this, you know nothing about us."
The figure laughed deeply. "That's bullshit, I know everything. And
the way you're going about it, you'll get them killed."
"Is that a threat?" Heero hissed, not even looking at the shadow
beside him. He grabbed his jacket from within the locker.
"A warning, watch it Yuy, you're going to get people hurt, even killed
with this rash behaviour."
"You know nothing, stay out of my life and stay out of theirs, my
answer is still no." And Heero was gone.
"Let the games begin." The shadow smiled.
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