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"A Hidden Heart "Written By: Hemlock Inyx Disclaimer: This chick does not own any of the
Gundam Wing characters because they belong to Bandai and Sunrise.
I am borrowing them for this fict and will return them in good (if
somewhat sticky) condition.This fict is written out of love and not
for profit, don't sue. Thanks and enjoy! Rating: NC 17 Warnings: yaoi, lemon, midieval alternate universe,
some angst, violence Pairings: 5x2, 4xH, 13xS Summary: They called him Milliardo's Dragon. A warrior bold as the Chinese legend, his temper as fiery; Lord Chang Wufei was the prince's right hand. Men of power quaked at word of his arrival, for he was the sword to carry out Milliardo's judgement. 'Twas rumored he'd do any deed at the prince's bidding, avenge any slight to his master's name. Only Milliardo had the might to direct the Dragon's fury, to shape thr form of his vengeance. Or so the prince believed. But shrouded deep beneath that scaly hide, the dragon's true nature slumbered. Obscured by fire. Hidden from harm. Burried beyond reach of pain. Until he met him. The boy with the power to free the heart of the Dragon.
"A Hidden Heart "
Chapter 3 Suddenly the fight seemed to leave Duo. He slumped against Wufei, lowering his head until his hair veiled his face. "I can not tell you who I am milord…because I do not know." The feel of strong arms surrounding him and the steady beat of a heart beneath his cheek broke through Duo’s sorrow. Terrified, he pushed him-self away, swaying until he found his balance, his breath coming in sobbing gasps. His captor—the Dragon—stood staring down at him. Duo couldn’t read his expression in the wavering light, but he doubted the man planned to ease his lust on him. He’d had plenty of chances so far, had that been his captors intention, but he’d let Duo move out of his hold. The Dragon sounded angry, almost puzzled, though why that should be his reaction, Duo didn’t know. Chest still heaving, Duo stepped back. His gaze never leaving the Dragon’s face as he considered what to do. Yes, he had heard of Milliardo’s Dragon! Who had not? He was legend among the village folk near the church. Even the sisters, their voices filled with a kind of fascinated horror, had been known to discuss the deeds he’d done in Milliardo’s name. In truth, Duo had thought him to be older, although his strength proved no surprise. And the aura of power Duo had felt in his presence. . . //Yes, I can believe this man capable of every exploit attributed to him—and more. And yet I do not fear him. When did I become such a fool?// The Dragon’s eyes measured Duo, examining his face with such intensity Duo feared he could see his very soul. //Why is he staring at me?// Duo tried not to squirm, but couldn’t keep from swiping a sleeve over the hated tears filling his eyes. "Why have you come here?" the Dragon asked, his voice calm now, the smooth sound an invitation to answer. Duo knew better than to fall into that trap; the abbess had used the same technique, usually as a prelude to some horrendous punishment. "I am sorry, milord. Where I’ve come from would mean nothing to you. It’s your master I must speak with. Only he can answer my questions." The Dragon headed for a wooden chest beside the bed before Duo finished speaking and slammed the lid open with scant regard for the delicate carving adorning the piece. The tunic he chose was the same startling white as his under shirt. Duo looked away when he tugged the garment over his head, unwilling to fall victim once again to the power of this man’s gaze. The Dragon snatched up his sword leaning against the wall and belted it about his trim hips. "You will not talk? So be it, then. Maybe a night spent in the cellars will loosen your tongue." The expression on the Dragon’s face had Duo backing away, but he grabbed him by the arm. "Who knows? You might even get the chance to speak with my ‘master’—if I am in the mood to plead your case." But the harshness in the Dragon’s eyes before he snuffed the candles warned Duo there was little chance of that. His heartbeat unsteady in the sudden darkness, Duo let the Dragon lead him from his lair.
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