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"Seduction in Blood"Written By: Emerald Pillow & Thorne Pairings: Too many to name Warnings: Humor; Agnst; Death; & Lemon/Limes
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gundam guys, just
the images in my head... And anyone who may want to sue, can have
Emerald's cat that's named Duo...but looks like Trowa... Notes: This is the first fanfic that I have ever been able to post. I've had much help from Emerald. Thanks again Em!!! Rating: NC 17 The vampire of this story does a lot of thinking. When this occur ~ ~ will indicate thoughts.
Seduction In Blood Part 11
~Whoa! Was that a guy or a chick?~ Duo looked back at the couple that had just walked pass him. The man that was plagued with the thought had given him a second look; but as soon as he realized that Duo was looking back at him, he averted his eyes to the ground. Trying to push the thought away, the American continued walking toward the Winner mansion. He had to talk to Quatre. ~Oh, man. My dad's going to kill me if I don't get home now. . .but he's really hot, I might not get another chance like this.~ Duo tried to block out the thoughts of the blonde haired girl that he passed. Her big blue eyes were glued to a slightly taller, and extremely attractive boy standing across from her. Ever since he left Heero's condo, he had been hearing every single thought of every person he passed. Worse yet, he could tell which girls were on their period by the smell of fresh blood that was driving him insanely hungry. He could feel his hunger growing rapidly. He just hoped that Quatre would be able to help him out. For the last couple of days, he had been too weak to even get out of bed, let alone walk around. He had been granted the blood of Dorothy until he was strong enough to move on his own. Which was another reason why he was heading over to the Winner estate. In the few days that he had been bed ridden, he hadn't seen hide nor hair of the blonde and was genuinely worried about his friend. It wasn't like him to stay away from Heero that long. . .at least, of what Duo knew of him. ~Damn that guy is fine.~ Duo ducked his head and pushed his sunglasses further up his nose as he passed the older man that held the thought. The American could feel the man's eyes watching him even after he passed. ~Now's my chance to play hero and get some attention.~ Duo could feel the man running toward him. Just as he started to turn around to face the on comer, his head near exploded with the sound of a horn blowing. At that second, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist and he was yanked backwards. "Dumbass kid!" A man yelled and shook his fist at the braided boy before passing. "You okay?" A strong voice asked and Duo looked up into a pair of green eyes. "Or do you just have a death wish?" It was then that Duo realized that he had walked into the middle of traffic. Pushing from the embrace, Duo muttered something close to a 'thank you'. Meanwhile, he was filled with the thoughts of the man. Apparently, he found Duo attractive on a physical and sexual level. His thoughts were of things that he wanted to do to the boy while in the bedroom. . .thoughts that Duo himself never had before and found very disturbing. "Hey, where are you going?" The man called after him, but Duo ignored him. Finally, he stood before the gates of Quatre's home. There was something gloomy about the atmosphere surrounding the place as Duo pushed the numbers that would open the gate. He walked up to the door and rang the door bell. Surprise was with him as the door opened to reveal a elder man dressed in a black tux. "Can I help you sir?" The man asked in a snobbish tone and wrinkled his nose at Duo's appearance. "I need to speak with Quatre." "I'm sorry. The young master isn't home right now. If you would like to call later, I will inform him that you have dropped by Mr. . .what was your name?" As the man spoke, Duo got the feeling that it was a lie. He could sense that Quatre was, in fact, there. He wasn't sure how or why he felt like that. . .but he did. "Duo Maxwell. My name is Duo Maxwell. I'm a good friend of Quatre's." "Yes. Well, like I have stated before. . .I will tell him as soon as he returns." Duo nodded and turned to head back to the gates. Once he heard the front door close, he detoured and headed toward the back of the house. He knew that Quatre's bedroom was on the second floor. He silently stood under the balcony and looked up at the glass doors. Surprisingly, for the first time since he's known the blonde, the doors were closed. This only heighten his fear of something being wrong. His violet eyes traced the wall and landed on a climbing rose bush wall next to the railing of the balcony. Inhaling deeply, he headed toward the possible entrance. As he stood at the base, he could smell blood. . .someone was bleeding. It was coming from the room. His worry deepen as he climbed up the wall. He hoped that the person bleeding wasn't Quatre. . .and if it was, he prayed that it was something minor. As he came to the top, he climbed over the railing and stood at the doors. At first, he didn't recognize the well dressed boy sitting on the bed, huddled in a tight ball. The blonde boy was slightly rocking back and forth as he hugged himself tightly. His face was hidden by his hugging arms, but Duo could hear the soft sniffles coming from the boy. Without really thinking, he attempted to open the doors of the balcony. . .but they were locked. The boy had looked up at the sound, and Duo could see his friend's face clearly. Quatre's left eye was swollen shut. The left side of his face was covered greatly with bruises. His nose was bleeding as was his lip. Fear consumed the blue eyes as he glanced toward his bed room door before returning his attention to Duo. He slid off the bed and walked over to the balcony. After signaling for him to keep quiet, he unlocked the doors and opened them. As the American stepped into the bed room, Quatre felt that there was something different about him. "What happened to you?" "What are you doing here?" The Arab's voice was barely a whisper. "Quatre?" A strong voice could be heard from the hall; getting closer. "He can't find you here." He whispered quickly. "I'm not leaving you here with him." "Duo, please, just go. I'll be all right." "You call this all right?" At that moment, the door to the bedroom opened. "Qua. . .who the hell is this?!?" The older man asked and narrowed his one visible eye at Duo. Quatre quickly placed himself between the two. "Father, please. I can explain." "Shut the fuck up Quatre." With that, he smacked his son to the floor. "How can you treat your son like that?" "I didn't ask for your opinion." He grabbed the front of Duo's shirt and pulled him close. "Who the hell are you?" In a flash, the grip on the American loosen and disappeared. It took him a moment to realize who had caused it to happen. Heero stood a few feet in front of him, lifting the older man up by his neck. The colbat eyes were narrowed at the head of the Winner foundation. With hardly an effort, he threw the larger man against the wall next to his son. Fear was now evident in the older man's eyes. "Heero, don't." Quatre pleaded and scrambled to his feet. He ran over to the Japanese boy and hugged him tightly. "Please don't do this." He begged, burying his face in the strong chest. "He's hurt you for the last time." Heero announced and lightly pushed his follower away. "Heero!" In a speed faster than light, Heero attacked. It was hard to keep up with what he was doing to the man, but the painful grunts kept everyone informed. "Heero, please stop." Quatre sobbed and fell to his knees on the floor. Duo kneeled next to his friend and slipped a comforting arm around his shoulders. When he looked over at the vampire, the attack had stopped. Quatre's father was in worse shape than his son. . .but he was still alive. The cold colbat eyes turned to Duo. ~Drink him.~ Heero ordered and glared at the young vampire. "Wha-what?!?" ~If you don't drink his blood, then you will become weak. Your body and instincts will take over and you will attack innocent people.~ "He's a innocent person too." ~You call that innocent?~ Heero asked and looked over at Quatre. ~Look what he does to his own son. Is that innocent? This is nothing compared to what he usually does.~ As Duo looked down at Quatre, he was filled with disgust toward the man. The Arab was trembling with sobs and fear. He held his friend closer and turned from Heero. There wasn't a single thought going through the rich boy's mind. Fear was clouding everything. ~Quatre would never forgive me.~ ~You will be relieving him of a lot of pain Duo. Do this small favor for him. . .and for yourself.~ ~I don't want to.~ ~You're going to have to eventually Duo. Why not now? Why not him? Make him pay for what he has done to your friend. Quatre will understand. If you want, I'll kill him first. That way you won't have any guilt or blame.~ Heero turned to face the older man again. Wordlessly, he walked over to him and grabbed him by the neck. "Please, stop. I can pay you. . ." "Money is nothing." "Heero, don't." Duo called for his sobbing friend. "Please. . ." The man begged in a choking manner. ~How does it feel to be the weak one for a change?~ The stronger vampire asked the man's mind. Duo pushed himself from his feet as he listened to Heero's taunting to the man. "Stop this. It isn't helping anything. It's senseless. "I'm sorry." The man cried as tears rolled down his cheeks. ~Will that make up for the lifetime of torture you gave your son? Burn in hell.~ With that, the sickening sound of the man's neck snapping could be heard in the room. The adult body limped and the hold was released. Duo gawked at the vampire in horror. He understood fully why Wu Fei wanted him to stay away from Heero. Now he wished he would have listen. ~Drink him Duo.~ "I won't." ~Drink him now.~ "I'm not like you. . .I won't do it." Suddenly, Quatre stood up straight and wiped the tears from his eyes. He looked over at Heero, and both boys heard the blonde's thoughts. He didn't want to wait any longer. He wanted to die now. Heero started to walk over to his follower, but Duo placed himself between them. "No. You can't. Please don't." "It's what I want." Quatre said softly and hugged his friend from the back. It was then that Duo could hear all of Quatre's memories. . .just how cruel his father had been to not only him, but his sisters. For the first time, he fully understood why the Arab wanted to die so badly. Heero stood in front of the tear-filled American and wiped the droplets from his cheek. ~It would be better if you just drink his father's blood while you can. I will take care of Quatre.~ With that, he walked around the braided boy, and took Quatre's hand in his. Duo turned around and watched as Heero lead the doomed boy from the bed room. His violet eyes then turned back to the corpse. It was then that he felt Wu Fei's presence. He turned toward the balcony. "I warned you to stay away from him Duo." "I never expected this though." Duo whispered. "I suggest you take him on his suggestion of drinking Quatre's father." "I'll starve myself first." "That won't work. I've tried it before. By starving yourself, you only place more innocent lives on the line." Wu Fei walked further into the room. "Not only people you don't know, but ones you do. . ." Duo looked up in terror. "Trowa?" "He has returned Duo. . .and Heero just very well
may seek to destroy him in attempts of cornering you to stay with
him. Do you want Trowa to end up like him?" Duo stared over at
the man. "Only his will be more painful; Heero will see to that."
Keeping his tears at bay, Duo walked over to the cadaver and kneeled.
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