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"Nolens Volens: Willing or Not"Written By: Honor Disclaimers: If they’re yours, do you want
to play a round or two of poker? Pairings: 1x5, 3x4 (established) Rating: R Spoilers: Iie. Warnings: AU, lemon, violence, language, some
angst, romance Archived: grinsngiggles.150m.com, Gundam Wing
Diaries Betas: Velvet Author’s Insane Babbling: *emphasized or sound* /thought/
"Nolens Volens: Willing or Not "
Quatre Raberba Winner, commander of His Majesty’s Forces, nodded once. “Yes. You will do more than heal his body however—you’ll have to revive his spirit as well.” Wufei relaxed into this seat. He had been called to the Admiral’s personal study only an hour before. It was a very tastefully appointed room in dark greens and heavy oak, which somehow served to compliment the almost frail looking man sitting behind the desk. It made him seem stronger, somehow…more in control. At the Admiral’s elbow was another man, tall and slender with dark auburn hair falling over his face and green eyes. Wufei had been introduced to him briefly, and knew him to be Trowa Barton, an Admiral of His Majesty’s Forces and the blond’s right hand. He’d heard rumors, however, and saw more than he was told—Barton was more than just an admiral and brilliant leader that helped Winner. He was his lover as well. Even the man’s professional demeanor couldn’t completely mask the tenderness in his eyes as he looked down at the blond. “In order for me to understand completely, you must tell me the entire story.” It was Barton that took a deep breath and began relating the tale. “Nearly eight months ago Yuy led an expedition along the border. It was meant to be a simple surveillance and show of strength.” Wufei nodded in understanding. The borders to the west and north had been especially restless, the tribes living beyond those borders making noises about coming down and reclaiming their ‘lost’ territory. “It went very wrong. Yuy’s party wasn’t large to begin with, and it was completely overcome. He came back with five people out of the fifty he had left with.” “And so badly injured that for almost a month we weren’t sure if he would live,” Quatre finished in a soft voice. “When he finally did wake up, I had numerous surgeons look in on him. All of them said the same thing. He’d never walk again, or move normally. They tell me he will be confined to a chair for the rest of his life.” A pair of determined blue eyes pinned Wufei to his chair. “But you—your medical training is outside of my country. I’ve seen your work. You can and have worked miracles. I believe that your skill is equal to the task.” Wufei sucked in a breath and blew it out again. A man who was so capable and used to being in command would not take it well if he were told he would be confined to a chair or a bed for the rest of his life. This…was going to take a lot of work. “I cannot promise anything without examining him first, but I will do my level best.” Winner nodded in return. “I understand. And Master Chang, I hope you are prepared for a very grumpy patient.” Wufei’s smile was not at all nice. “Oh I look forward to it.” ~ * ~ |
