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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 7 Wu Fei nearly gagged as he set the beaker back on the
counter. Duo looked up from his reports. If he didn't know any better,
he would have guessed that the vampire was about to throw up. His
eyes then rested "Are you okay?" "Yes. . .but what is wrong with this blood?" Wu Fei asked, crinkling his nose at the taste. "That's a sample of a person with HIV. You mean that the blood has different taste for you?" "Yes. The healthier the blood, the more delicious
it is. . .like yours. If the blood is tainted, or sick, then the taste
is as well." Wu Fei looked down "Wu Fei, about last night. . ." Duo started, no longer able to take the stillness. "I understand. It was done out of passion and loneliness." The Chinese boy answered without looking up at his friend. "Why? Why can't it be more?" "Because it wasn't. If Trowa were here, you never would have." Duo grew quiet a moment. "When are you going to do your part of the bargain Duo?" "What?" He looked up again to meet serious onyx. "When are you going to kill me?" "When the research is done." In truth, it
wasn't something Duo was looking forward to. He had grown attached
to the undead boy. Last night was more for him than just a night of
loneliness and passion. It "How long will that take?" "Years?" "Years?!? You never said that it would take that long." "What'd you expect? Just a couple of months and
it's over?" Duo shot back defensively. "Years won't do.
You have to do it now." The American studied the boy closely.
There was a sense of anger "Experiments take at least that. . . ." "Then the deal is off. I will find someone else." He stood, ready to leave. "Wait. Tell me this. . .did you make another vampire?"
A scowl emerged from the question. "I know you don't like to
talk about your past, but if there is another vampire, then I might
be able to talk them "That is nonsense." "Just tell me." "I will not." "There is another, isn't there?" "Forget about it Duo. It's not worth it." "It's worth it to me. Just tell me." Duo stood before the vampire, his violet eyes set in a determined gaze. "Are you afraid Wu Fei?" "What would I have to fear?" "Afraid of what the other vampire would think of me? Afraid he might move in? I know last night was more than what you want to let on. I seen it in your eyes when we made love." "You know no such thing." "Then why won't you tell me?" "Because he is much like the vampires in the video game." Duo stared blankly a moment. "You should not reckon with him." "So there is another. . .who is he?" "Stop this." "Just tell me and I will." "FINE!" Frustrated with Duo and the feelings that were being held for him; Wu Fei cracked. "I did make a vampire. . .but only one." "Is he still alive?" "Yes. . .but don't go through with this foolish plan Duo." "Will you stay and let me continue?" "I wish to end this miserable life." "Then I'll get him." The American spun around and began walking down the hall. At first, Wu Fei just watched in apathy. . .but the more he tried to ignore it. . .the greater it became. Just as Duo slid hiscar key into the lock, Wu Fei stood behind him. "Is there no way of talking you out of this?" "No. My mind is made up." "Very well." With that, Duo felt something strike against the back of his neck. Everything turned black and his body limped. Wu Fei caught the form before it hit against the car. "I guarantee that you will regret this Duo." He whispered as he scooped the figure into his arms. ~ "Hey, are you okay?" Duo slowly opened his
eyes to find himself staring into a set of concerned blue ones. Head
pounding, neck aching, and vision still blurred, he managed to sit
up straight to find himself "Where am I?" "St. Mary's street." "St. Mary's?. . .I don't know a St. Mary's." Duo looked around confusedly at his surroundings. "What city am I in?" "New Orleans." "New Orleans? As in. . ." "Yep. Louisiana." "He brought me to party central?" "What?" "Nothing. Did you see a Chinese boy around here somewhere?" As he asked, he looked by the blue eyed bleached blonde in hopes of spotting Wu Fei. "No. I was on my way home when I notice you. . .you're bleeding. You know that, don't you?" Duo touched the back of his head and brought his fingers back to view. The boy was right. "You should see a doctor." "No. I don't need a doctor." "Well, at least come back to my place. . .and I'll
take care of that for you." Duo slowly nodded and became lightheaded
from the action. With the blonde's help, he made it to his feet. "By
the way, my name's "I'm Duo." The walk to Quatre's home was a
short one. . .but they made it. Astonished. . .that was the first
word that entered Duo's mind. He glanced over to his companion. The
blonde boy was dressed in The mansion sprawled out before the two boys appeared as if it had been conceived in a romance novel. The lawn was well kept, and of the deepest green. A white fountain designed with angels rested in the middle of the vas drive. "Are you drunk?" "No. Why would you ask that?" "I just don't picture you to live here" Duo answered as Quatre punched in a code and the gates opened. "It's my dad's mansion." "You're dad lets you dress like that?" "Well, he's rarely home. . .so it doesn't really matter what I do anymore." They walked to the front door, and Quatre dug out his keys. "What about your mom?" "She died a long time ago." "I'm sorry." "Things happen." Once they were inside, Quatre
lead his guest to the bathroom. Sitting Duo on the toilet seat, he
rummaged through the drawers for the first aid kit. "So, what
exactly were you doing on "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Duo muttered half to himself. "Try. I've known some pretty outlandish fables to hold true." The blonde smiled in encouragement. "I don't really know how I got here. I was attacked. . .and when I came too, is when you found me." "Do you happen to know Heero?" As this was being asked, Quatre began to wipe away the blood that had trailed down the back of Duo's neck. The question was brought about when he noticed the two marks. "Heero? No. I don't know him." "Are you sure? He's five foot one; ninety-five pounds; brown hair; blue eyes; very muscularly built?" Duo thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No. Why would you think I know him?" "Oh, everybody knows Heero. . .but I forgot you're an outsider. So you wouldn't know him. . .are you planning on going home right away?" "Well. . ." "Because, if you aren't. . .I was going to invite
you to stay with me, at least until Mari Gras is over." Duo caught
the other boy's reflection in the "I don't want to be any problems." "It's no problem. I haven't had a guest in quite some time. There you go." Quatre announced and stepped over to the medicine cabinet. "I have some aspirins in case you have a head ache." "Thanks." As the blonde handed over the pill
bottle, he noticed the acrylic nails. They were painted black and
filed down to look as if they were claws instead of finger nails.
Duo laughed nervously as he stared at the claws. "What's with
the nails? Think you're Scar or something?" Quatre appeared confused,
and placed his hand in front of his face for "Actually, I was thinking Cat woman. . .but whatever suits you." He smiled again at the thought. "Well, if you want to take a bath, the towels are here. You can use any shampoo you want and soap." Quatre pulled back the shower door to expose the many bottles of shampoo, conditioners, and bath gels. "It probably takes a whole bottle of shampoo and conditioner to wash your hair." The blonde chuckled and Duo smiled. "You have no ideal." "If you need something else, just call out. I'll be in the next room making a phone call." "Thanks Quatre." With that, the blonde left,
and Duo stood to start running his bath water. While the ceramic tub
filled with warm water, he studied the bottles of shampoo. . .more
appropriately, the "Just let me talk to him." Quatre demanded. "He's busy right now Quatre." The saucy voice informed and chuckled. "If you tell him it's me, he'll make time." "No. I mean he's really busy." Understandment dawned on the Arab and he bowed his head. "All right. Just tell him to call me tonight before the party." With that, Quatre hung up, and Duo entered the room as if he hadn't been eavesdropping. "Hey Q, would it be okay if I used some bubble bath?" "It's okay, go ahead." "Are you okay?" "Yeah. I'm going to a party tonight. Why don't you come with me?" "Sure, why not. I haven't been to a good party
since. . . .forever." The American laughed. In truth, the last
one was two weeks before Trowa had "Good, it'll give you the chance to meet Heero." Duo couldn't help but wonder what the big deal was about this Heero that Quatre was talking about.
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