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"Worth Fighting For"Written By: Shinigami 195 2nd Fic in Love and Hate Arc Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters as
I’m not older enough and I’m not clever enough. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Angst, OCC, lemons, yaoi, NCS, Child
Abuse, Death, Pairings: 2x1+2, 3+4 5+R 13+6 5x2 Summary: Sequel to Holiday From Hell:: The Special
Unit Core for the Preventers have never failed a case yet, but their
newest case is a completely different matter. Heero Yuy has gone missing
and its up to them to find him. But old feelings are getting mixed
up in the case and it may lead to the downfall of the Unit. This is a sequel to Holiday From Hell but can be read separately. Set 3 years after Holiday From Hell. ~#~ means the beginning/ending of a flashback AN/ I made a mistake in Holiday From Hell, I said Duo’s cross was Gold when I meant it to be Silver. Sorry about that. Sorry but there are two short chapters coming up, soon as I have these finish I’ll get to the longer ones.
" Worth Fighting For "
Heero tried to keep his temper in check as he was pulled along roughly by one of Devalin’s men. He was chained up tightly; his feet bound together by a metal chain barely half a meter and his hands were chained tightly with handcuffs that were attached to a long piece of rope that attached him to the guard. Slowly Heero allowed himself to be pulled out of the train station and up the steps. His eyes widen as he recognised the building in front of him, it was the Preventers Headquarters. The guard tugged his rope hard, causing Heero to stumbled. Pissed at the way he was being treated like a dog, Heero reached forward and grabbed the rope and he gave it a sharp vindictive tug and the guard holding it went flying backwards, landing on his back and his head cracked against the pavement. Devalin spun round, his eyes glared at the man on the ground with Heero standing over him. Heero shrugged at Devalin before kicking the guard hard in the groin. The man rolled over, curling up into a ball, groaning in pain. Heero smirked. “ENOUGH!” Devalin snapped. He ripped the rope off the man laying on the floor and he pulled Heero to him and dragged him into the building. “I have an appointment with the SPU.” “I’m sorry sir, no one is allowed to see them without Lady Une’s permission.” “Listen to me…” “Devalin.” Devalin and Heero looked round to see a Chinese man standing there. “Preventer Shenlong.” Devalin purred and Wufei glared. “If you wish to speak to us, all weapons must be left at this desk.” “Surely I don’t need to do that, after all with me unarmed who says you can’t just point a gun at me and demand that I let Heero go?” The lift behind Wufei opened and Duo stepped out from it, a look of shock flicked across his face as he saw Devalin and Heero. “What are you doing here?” He snarled. “Preventer Deathscythe, they said they had an appointment with you.” The man behind the reception desk said. “I’ve come to give you details on your tasks but Preventer Shenlong thinks I will just hand my guns over and let me into your office so you can arrest me and take Heero back.” “Tell me what the details are, then you can leave.” “In private, Deathscythe.” He purred and Duo growled. The Yuys were upstairs and he didn’t want them to see their son like this. “If you can’t tell me, then it’s not important.” Duo was about to stroll forward when he heard the soft click of a gun. His eyes flashed hells fire at Devalin who smiled sweetly, his gun pressed almost lazily against the side of Heero’s head. “I want to go upstairs to chat.” He whispered but they heard every word. “And if I don’t get what I want. Bang.” Duo’s hand itched to reach for his own gun, the same gun that he had used to kill Devalin’s brother. “If you kill him,” Wufei pointed out. “You will lose your bargain price and you will not get out of this building alive.” “I wouldn’t need to.” Devalin purred. “I would of have my revenge, I would have been able to watch, Duo,” He used his real name on purpose, “watch his lover die.” Duo growled and stepped aside-allowing access to the lift. “Get in.” He ordered and Devalin smirked. “I want your word you wont arrest me or try and save Heero while we are up there.” He didn’t move; just tighten his grip on Heero. “You have it.” Duo hissed, “None of my team will harm you. You have safe passage.” “See, that wasn’t too hard was it.” Devalin laughed as he walked Heero into the lift, Duo followed swiftly with Wufei on his heel. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Wufei whispered in Duo’s ear. “We have no choice.” Duo replied as the lift door swung shut. Duo lent across Devalin and key in the code that was needed for the lift to take them up to the SPU level. As he did so a soft hand gently touched his arm and a pair of prussian eyes glowed at him full of warmth, trust and love, and Duo pulled away, his heart racing and his mouth suddenly dry. The lift began its slow movement up towards the top level. “I’ve never been in here before.” Devalin said, his eyes fixed on Duo’s. “It’s awfully neat isn’t it?” “We could get you a permanent home here for you, if you would like one?” Wufei sneered. “Really? How?” Devalin asked, a smile large on his face. “There are cells in the basement for criminals.” Duo informed Devalin who’s smile faded quickly into a snarl. “Then Preventer Deathscythe should be in them, he is after all a murderer.” Duo looked away, casting his eyes downwards. “You don’t deny it.” Devalin hissed. “KILLER!” Duo ignored it as the lift came to a stop and the doors slide open and Duo stepped out into his office. Everyone it in turned sharply, their eyes fixed on Devalin and Heero, their expressions all matched, it was one of shock and horror. “HEERO!” April gave a sob as she saw her son and was about to run forward when Trowa caught her arm. “What’s he doing here?” “Devalin wants a word.” Duo replied moving towards Odin. “I gave him and Heero safe passage here.” “In return for?” Mike asked, his hand stilled its movements towards his gun. “Heero’s life.” Duo lent back against his desk as Devalin pulled his gun out. “Get to business, so we can get you out of here. I don’t like having trash in my office.” Mike said, he too lent back against Duo’s desk, but both him and Duo were tensed up, their bodies ready to move into action at the slightest threat. “Play nice.” Quatre pulled away and backed himself against Trowa, wanting to feel his lover and took comfort from the solid form. The distress he could feel coming from Duo was too strong for him to block out and the way Heero was feeling wasn’t helping. “Heavyarms remove him.” Wufei ordered Trowa. “I wanna stay.” Quatre whispered. “Let him, he needs it.” “DEVALIN you came up here for a reason, now get to it.” “I brought you this.” Devalin threw a piece of paper down on a nearby desk and Mike picked it up. “Why not send it in the post?” “Wouldn’t of been as much fun.” Mike handed the letter to Duo who read it quickly. “That’s it?” Duo snarled. “Yes.” Duo grabbed his gun. “DUO!” Wufei grabbed his arm and stopped him. “A deal, I’ll give you safe passage out of here, if you give me five minutes with Heero alone.” Devalin paused. “What?” “You heard me.” Duo said, his voice waving. “I will be at Regenace Hall tomorrow at midday. I’m following your demands, but now I’m making a few of mine own. I decide now if you leave this room or not. I like to fight fair, I’ll let you go, with Heero, if you give me and him five minutes alone. You have no choice in the matter if you want to leave here ever again.” Devalin shrugged. “Very well. I am counting Maxwell.” He held out the rope attached to Heero and Duo took them, his hand shaking and he lead Heero into the interview room, shutting and locking the door behind him. They were alone.
TBC…
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