"Dance with the Devil "

Written By: Honor

Disclaimers: Of course they’re mine. Everything else belongs to me, why shouldn’t they?

Pairings: 1x5x2x1x5…or something like that. 3x4 established.

Rating: R. Definitely. Well, pretty definitely…

Spoilers: Iie.

Warnings: Lemon, violence, language, AU, questionable humor…come on people, I wrote it, that’s warning enough. A bit of a POV change after the first chapter. My betas insist that I put a spew warning on this too. *grin*

Betas: Velvet and Caitilin

Archived: Gundam Wing Diaries and honordemandoren.livejournal.com

Author’s Notes:
Have you ever said ‘What if?’ to yourself when you’re stuck?
Yeah. That’s what happened. I really need to stop doing that. I have too many bloody ideas as it is. Anyway, tell me what you think.

::mental telepathy:: *emphasized*


"Dance with the Devil"

Epilogue

"Oh, for the record, if they kill me, this was not a good idea on my part."
-Marcus


After many weeks (heck for me it’s been months) of going on mission after mission I needed a vacation. I told my sexy partners this, and they very quickly agreed with me. A vacation was definitely in order. Of course, the way I worded the request might have had something to do with that…something about ‘secluded mountain cabin’ and ‘uninterrupted sex’ if I recall correctly.

We did have to get a few things before we locked ourselves up in that secluded cabin. In the essence of time I sent Wufei for groceries, Heero for the necessary sex toys, and I went to a restaurant to grab us lunch so we didn’t have to worry about cooking once we got up there.

I found a little place that was willing to wrap everything up for me, and ordered. This was a nice little town that we had stopped in. Everyone was smiling, and friendly—

--and there’s someone behind me with murderous intent.

*thwack!*

On pure instinct I ducked and rolled, putting myself behind a table. Lowering my head a little I looked under it to see who the heck was aiming crossbows at me. Scruffy looking dude, and one I didn’t recognize, but I knew the badge on his vest well enough.

Aw, dammit. The guild! The stupid third assassins guild! Zechs had told me that it was ‘taken care of’. So why are they still after me?! Cursing, I bolted down an alley screaming mentally for help the entire time. This was so unfair! I’M ON VACATION, CURSE IT! ‘Guys, we got a problem!’

::Duo, where are you?:: Wufei sounded alarmed. I was feeling a little alarmed myself.

I looked around, trying to find a landmark. This was absolutely the last time I wandered around with only daggers for protection. ‘Alleyway. I’m between an herbal store and a bookstore, it looks like.’

::We’re coming,:: Heero reassured me tightly.

The alleyway I had darted into unfortunately dead-ended. Dammit! There was, however, a set of built in steps on one of the buildings. Cursing softly I scrambled up them. I didn’t like going up when being chased, it just meant that I had less room to maneuver. ‘Guys, I’m going up. You better shift forms.’

::Duo!: Wufei snapped in terrified frustration. ::Get your feet back on the ground!::

‘I don’t have that option!’ I snapped back. Another cross bolt whizzed past my face and implanted itself in the wall. I stopped talking to my boys in order to focus getting my butt out of view.

Most of the buildings were pretty close together. I started running and leaping from one roof to the next, trying to get some distance between me and Trigger Happy.

I don’t know how, but the other assassins figured out roughly where I was and were popping up onto the roofs as well. And, naturally, they were all armed with either crossbows or short bows. Not fair!

About this point I saw Wufei heading my direction. He let out a roar, which I’m sure aged everyone within a hundred miles by about ten years. He did not sound happy. Heero abruptly appeared as well, tackling two of the assassins to my right. But that left me to deal with the ones on my left, and the one behind me—and I really wasn’t equipped to do that. I saw only one option out of this.

I started running for the roof with all speed. “HEY WUFFERS!”

::Duo, don’t you dare!::

“CATCH!”

~*~*~*~

OWARI.


Honor: Finally, finally this thing is done. Sheesh. How long have I been working on this?
Shigeki: Almost as long as you’ve been working on Loose.
Honor: That’s just sad. Okay, what next?
Quatre: The fic request you keep putting off.
Honor:…darn. But I’m stuck!
Trowa: You’re only stuck because we’re in the middle of a lime.
Honor: Exactly! Why do I have to write lemony stuff?
Duo: Because we say so. Now hop to it.
Honor: Yes master. No master. Three bags full master.
Duo: Good slave. Eeep! Not the hair! Not the hair!

 

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