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"Deviants"Written By: Shinigami 195 Disclaimer: I don't own them Rating: R Warnings: Yaoi, violence, blood, suicide themes. Pairings: 1+2, 3x4x3 Summary: The Deviants differ for the norm and
from the accepted standards of society. Somewhere in America there
is a house filled with these Deviants, all living their lives out
happily with only a few minor problems. But when a new arrival stirs
up trouble, things start to unravel and their safe world begins in
disappear. A group of five are left fighting for their lives and their
freedom "Deviants " Chapter One - Introductions Iron gates swung open to admit them as they reached half way down the drive. And within a few minutes they pulled up at the large manor house. Switching off the engine, the man turned around and turned deep cobalt blue eyes on his son. “We’re here.” Stormy eyes met his. “I know.” The parents climbed out and the mother opened the back seat. “Hn.” He climbed out of car too and glared at the building and the man who had just come out to greet them. “Good morning,” he smiled. “Come over here quickly, under the shelter. I wouldn’t want to keep you outside in this awful weather.” “Good morning. I’m glad you could see us on such short notice.” “That’s quite alright. I’m glad to help,” the man shook the mother’s hand and then took the father’s. “This is our son, Heero.” “Nice to met you, Heero. I’m Kendal.” Heero stared at the hand offered and begrudgingly took it. “Come inside and I’ll introduce you to the rest of my students. Then I’ll have a little chat to your parents and we can decide where we go from there.” As he lead the way indoors, police sirens started to sound in the distance and Kendal excused himself. He hurried quickly back indoors, and the sirens stopped. He reappeared looking slightly worried. “What’s going on? Why are the police coming here?” Heero’s father asked. “I have one very troubled youth. He has a bad habit,” Kendal laughed as the police car appeared in the distanced. “Bad habit? Mr Bedison, I want my son to receive the best treatment…” “I can assure your son will be cared for here. This one is just… testing me… good morning Officer Marquise… Do I dare ask what he did this time?” A tall blond climbed out of the car. “Perhaps a quiet word would be in order.” On the other side of the car, the door opened and out stepped the said troublemaker. With hair down to his bottom and violet eyes, the boy was breathtakingly beautiful. “Nice to see you home, Duo,” Kendal smiled and the brunette glanced at his teacher before he stalked off towards the house. “I can see you’re busy. I’ll pop back later.” “Thank you Officer. Please, Mr and Mrs Yuy follow me. And you, DUO!” The boy turned round. “I’ll be seeing you later.” “Whatever.” “Some boys never change huh?” Kendal laughed. “Please, come this way.”
“I think it would be best if we go there now,” Heero’s father spoke and Kendal glanced between father and son. When Heero offered nothing, he sighed and opened the door. “Very well. Please, follow me.” To the left of Kendal’s office was the front door, straight ahead was a large living area, equipped with TV and pool table, to the right was a large staircase, and just off from the staircase was a door. “Its kept locked at all times,” Kendal smiled as he saw Heero’s gaze. “What’s in there?” “Nothing to concern yourself about. Just past that door through is the dining room and beyond that the kitchen. Help yourself whenever you get hungry,” he winked at Heero but the boy ignored him. “How many children have you got here?” Heero’s mother asked. “At the moment, fourteen. I’ve got a few people come here next week to have a look round. Heero here will make fifteen and I’m hoping to get it back up to twenty again. Its nicer when there are more here.” “Have you helped many?” “Quite a few. I lost count after the hundredth left, Of course, there are a few that I’ve been unable to help,” Kendal climbed the stairs as he spoke, there was a bitter tone in his voice. “And some who are long term. There’s one boy, he’s been with me since I started this school nine years ago.” “How old is he?” Kendal smiled. “Almost seventeen but he still acts like a seven year old… just up here. I’ve put Heero with the others his age. I think it’s better if I keep those with similar ages together.” They climbed another flight of stairs and Kendal lead them down the corridor past a dozen doors before he knocked on one and opened the one opposite it. A young blond boy opened the door. “Sir?” “Quatre, this is Heero. Heero met Quatre, he’ll be your room buddy. Heero is taking the room opposite yours, Quatre, I want you to keep an eye on him for me, show him around… keep him out of trouble.” “Yes Sir,” Quatre replied and he smiled widely at Heero. “Its nice to met you.” “Hn,” Heero nodded in his direction before he followed Kendal into the room. As they disappeared into the room, another door opened and out came the boy from earlier. “Who is he?” he asked. There was a towel wrapped around his waist and his long hair was wet. “Heero. Looks nice. Where have you been?” He shrugged. “You know me, can’t remember.” Quatre gazed at his friend. “I worry about you.” The boy smiled. “Thanks but there is no need. You’ll be long gone soon. I’m here forever.” “I don’t think you will be.” The door behind Quatre clicked softly as it shut and the boy smiled sadly. “Cure that,” he whispered before he headed back into his room and Quatre turned to re-open the door. “You’ve got an amazing gift, Duo.” The longhaired boy paused as he shut the door, hearing Quatre’s words. It wasn’t an amazing gift; Quatre wouldn’t say that if he knew the truth.
Kendal had left him to unpack but he sat down on the bed and didn’t move. The room wasn’t that bad, there was a sink in the corner with a mirror above it, on the other side of the room was the bed and beside the bed was a small desk, large enough for a computer to rest on. Near the door was a closet. Kendal had told him the showers and toilets were down the hall, just past the stairs. A loud bang caused Heero to jump. He hadn’t expected it nor the voice that followed. “FUCKING ASSHOLE!” Followed by another bang. Standing quickly he moved to the door and opened it. Kendal had explained that none of the doors had locks on them; he said it was a security thing. Heero suspected there was something more to it. A Chinese boy stood in the corridor, beside the door next to Heero’s, banging on it. “You won’t get him out,” a calm voice stated and Heero looked to see a brunette with weird hair. “I can’t believe he went and did that.” “I’m Trowa,” the boy with weird hair held a hand to Heero who took it. His hair covered half his face, showing of one green eye. “Wufei, he doesn’t remember,” Quatre had appeared behind Trowa. The door suddenly opened and the one who had caused all the hassle stood there. “What?” “One reason why I shouldn’t kill you?” “Because you love me?” the boy gave a sly smile. “MAXWELL!” but before the fist could hit that pretty face the door slammed shut and Wufei howled in pain. “You must be Heero.” Heero nodded. “This is Wufei, slightly bad tempered,” Quatre introduced the boy who was still banging on the door. “Why doesn’t he just go in? The door is unlocked.” Quatre gave a short laugh but gave no answer. “I’ll come out when he stops banging,” Maxwell spoke through the door and Wufei stopped and stepped back. He glanced at Heero and gave a small bow. “Excuse me,” before walking off. “What rattled his cage?” Duo Maxwell stepped out of his room again as the Chinese boy stormed off. “Whatever you did last night,” Quatre sighed. “You mean, who he did,” a girl’s voice drifted up and Heero masked his surprise. He had no idea that girls were here too. “Who’s the cutie?” the longhaired blonde asked, but she didn’t bother to wait for an answer instead she turned to Duo. “Kendal wants you. Seems Khushrenada (1) is angry.” “I didn’t do anything.” “You did someone,” she replied. “Who?” “Beat me. Kendal didn’t say and I was thrown out of his office before I got a chance to find out more.” “I’m going back to bed.” “Its nearly midday! We’ve got lessons,” Quatre protested. Duo snarled. “And Kendal wants to see you now.” The girl walked off. “I better go. It was nice to meet you… um… someone told me your name but I can’t remember it. I’m Duo.” “Heero.” Duo took his hand. “Heero,” he tested the name out. “It’s a nice name. My door is always open if you need anything… even a bed,” and he winked as he let go and turned away and strolled down the corridor. “Is he… sane?” “You’ll catch on quick, Heero. No one here is sane… that’s why we’re here.” tbc... 1 - Its been so long since I’ve written a gw fic, I hope this is the right spelling. |
