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"Blood or Chocolate?"Written By: Karen Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of
its characters. Otherwise, the show would've been way different. Warnings: First and foremost, this fic is supposed
to be a humor fic. Shounen ai and Yaoi next. Violence, blood and gore,
supernatural elements, such as werewolves, vampires, evil leprechans,
trolls, witches, and other stuff I think of along the way. Expect
lemons, limes, death of insignificant characters, and angst. (heh!)
OZ people are also going to really intermingle with the GW boys, particularly
with Duo. Pairings: Will be 5x2, 3x4, past 5x1 (and we're
talking WAY in the past), Meizer+2/2+Meizer and everybody+2 (hey,
everyone loves Duo). Summary: Duo Maxwell is an almost average guy
in a small, rural town. He works at the only gas station for miles
around, is gorgeous, but single. He also gets harrassed by the town's
rich idiot. But what makes him different is that he's a clairvoyant;
he can read thoughts by touch or he can simply 'hear' them. Kind of
complicates matters. Yeah. So when he runs across a man whose thoughts
he can't hear, although trying to gives him nosebleeds, he decides
that that is a fair trade. That is until he finds out that the guy
isn't a typical 'guy,' and that getting involved with him only leads
to trouble...and a few dead bodies. "Blood or Chocolate?"
"Huh?" I said intelligently as I opened my
eyes. Howard and Hilde were looming over me, and above their heads
was the night sky. "What the hell happened?" "You passed out," Howard said, sounding kinda
pissed. "I can't believe you're falling for this shit."
"Eh?" "I said I can't believe," he slid his arm
under my shoulders, "that you're falling for this shit!"
With a good heave he had me sitting up again. That's when I remembered.
Heero, Mariemaia and Sally were sitting, eating their
sandwiches like nothing was going on at all. Wufei was watching me
with a smirk on his face. "My god, a freakin' werewolf,"
I said to myself, shaking my head. "A werewolf," I repeated.
Saying the words seemed to make it more real to me. "That makes
so much sense." "Duo," Hilde gasped in absolute shock. "What
are you talking about? This is a mental condition called Lycanthropic
Disorder. This is where patients actually think they are werewolves.
These people are mentally ill--" I started cracking up. Hilde wanted to be a psychologist
when we were kids. Looked like she still kept up with that stuff.
"Hilde, Hilde," I said when I had calmed down. "They
aren't mentally ill. They are what they say they are. Trust me. I
know it now." Howard got up, cursing them and anyone who looked like
them. "I refuse to listen to this bullshit!" he snapped,
pulling Hilde to her feet. "Stay away from my family," he
growled, pointing threateningly at Wufei. "Or as sure as the
sun will rise, I will kill you. Understand?" I glanced over to Mariemaia in her swimsuit, and understood
exactly why Wufei brought her. "Go ahead and change for them,
pumpkin pie," I told her. "They won't believe you otherwise."
Hilde and Howard stopped. Howard sneered at me. "Duo,
what the hell are you talking about?" "Sit down." I grabbed their hands and pulled
them down when they didn't listen. Mariemaia stood up and walked towards
us, stopping a foot away from me. "Watch her. It'll make sense
in a minute." Hilde started to say something, but I shushed her.
"Go ahead honey." Mariemaia nodded, smiled at me, then closed her eyes in concentration. She took a deep breath and then exhaled. The only way I could describe the transformation was
to say it was graceful. It wasn't agonizing like shown in the movies.
There wasn't the horrifying screaming or the painful contortions.
No bones cracking, no skin tearing. It was peaceful, quiet, and quick.
In the span of three breaths, she had transformed into a beautiful,
black furred werewolf cub, wearing a blue and yellow polka dot swimsuit.
"Oh my god," Hilde gasped, backing away. Howard
jumped to his feet, murmuring a litany of profanity, unsure of whether
to kill them all or to grab us and run. I reached out and started
scratching her behind her ears, smiling to myself as she whimpered
in pleasure. I thought about yesterday in Septem's field, and felt
all of the pieces come together. "The reason Meizer and I were at their house,"
I started with my narration, since I never got around to telling why
I was there, "was because we were bringing her back. See, yesterday
when Hilde and Sylvia went shopping, I went for a walk. I heard shooting,
and cut across the field to find out what the hell was going on."
She flopped into my lap. Wufei and the others watched us with gentle
smiles on their faces. "Septum wasn't shooting at a dog attacking
the deer. He was shooting at her." I swatted her on the butt,
and she playfully snapped at me. Hilde and Howard jumped. "But
he mistook her for a dog. She lost her scent back because he scared
her." I hugged her. "And then I came along." I released her, and she got up and trotted in front
of Hilde. Hilde on the other hand, was scared witless. Howard pulled
her away from the werewolf and stood in front of her, as if to protect
her from the cub. "It's all right, she won't hurt you,"
I said. "Just think of her as a puppy." Hilde gave me a dubious look. "Come on, Hil. She didn't hurt me, did she?"
Hilde still looked doubtful. But when Mariemaia started
to whine like a hurt animal, with those large blue eyes looking tearful,
Hilde was suckered into it. Still standing behind Howard, she timidly
petted the top of the werewolf's head, before growing bolder and scratching
behind her ears. When the cub's leg began to tap the ground in pleasure,
Hilde chuckled and relaxed. She came around Howard and slowly sat
down, still scratching and petting. I glanced at Howard. He was Not
Happy, with capital letters. He wasn't going to be petting shit. I sighed and decided to ignore him for the time being.
I had questions. "Last night, you knew what I was." Wufei had been watching me. The knowledge sent a prickle
of...something, up my spine. "Yes." "How?" "I ran into some of your kind during the Middle
Ages," he said, waving a hand dismissively. "Clairvoyants
have a very distinctive smell." The...what? "Excuse me?" Hilde said incredulously. Howard
sat down with a loud plop. "The Middle Ages," Heero said, giving Wufei
a look of absolute pride. "The Packmaster has been around for
some time." It took me a minute to put my jaw back in place. "Wait
wait wait. Werewolves don't live that long!" Or so I thought.
"What are you, an expert?" Sally said playfully.
"Well...uh..." "Yes?" she said, dripping sarcasm from her
lips. I clamped my mouth shut. "Werewolves have the ability to virtually live
forever," Wufei said, reaching into their picnic basket. I didn't
think theirs had a false bottom. He pulled out a slice of cheese.
"Our bodies start rejuvenating injuries immediately, and constantly
rejuvenates our skin, tissues and organs. But just like vampires,
old werewolves are rare because sooner or later something kills them."
"Wait wait wait," I said, and held my hands
out in front of me as if that would stop his words. "I just found
out that werewolves are not fictional creatures like I was taught
my whole life to believe. Please, just one thing at a time."
"As you wish," he said. "What kills you fuckers?" This was asked by
my sweet tempered uncle. Instead of Howard being eaten alive (which I would've
done if I was a werewolf), Wufei actually smiled at him. "The
same thing that kills a human, actually. Gunshots, fires, getting
crushed, drowning. It just takes a bit more effort to kill us, that's
all." If I didn't know any better, I would've thought Howard
was taking notes. "But what about getting stabbed in the heart with
silver?" Hilde asked. She was absently petting Mariemaia, who
had fallen asleep in her lap. Correction. Howard was taking notes. When the hell did
he get a palm pilot? "Well, those would be the same things that would
kill a human," Heero explained patiently. "It was said to
use silver because at the time our existence was discovered, silver
was the only metal that could hold up to kill us. Gold was too soft,
and iron too brittle. That's not an issue anymore since the creation
of guns." "Ohhh," Hilde and I chimed. Howard pulled
our picnic basket closer. "Is it true about the full moon?" I asked,
remembering that tomorrow night was a full moon. "Some," Wufei said softly. "If you were
born a werewolf, or were bitten by an alpha werewolf, you can resist
the change. It's only if you're half-Were or a weak Were that you
have to change. Also, if a Were is strong enough, he or she can change
whenever it suits them. It doesn't have to be a full moon." I looked at Mariemaia, shocked. She had changed in broad
daylight. "Wow." "Yes," Wufei agreed proudly. "She comes
from a very strong family line. She will be very powerful when she
grows older." I had a feeling my next question would be touchy, but
I asked anyway. "You're full-blooded?" "Yes," he answered agreeably. "I was
born Were, not made." Kinda figured that. I couldn't imagine him being Packmaster
and being ‘made' or whatever the term was. "Is there anyone
that wasn't...born?" "That is a question you'll have to ask them, if
they exist in my Pack," he said neutrally, but I heard the warning
underneath. ‘Don't Go There' he meant, with underlined capital
letters. My heart softened at the hint of danger underneath.
He really looked after his Pack. "You're a great Packmaster,
aren't you?" I asked, and my voice came out sounding as touched
as I felt. I had five wide-eyed expressions aimed at me, each as surprised
as I was. I cleared my throat and tried to get their minds off my
love-struck moment. "Last night," I started, "when
I said you weren't human, I heard you say that...that I wasn't human
either." "What?!" "Howard, please!" Hilde hissed. I ignored them both. "How...how could that be?
My parents were human." He took a deep breath and exhaled. He was really thinking
hard. "I need to explain that better to you." He looked
me dead in the eye. "Technically, you are human. However, my
kind doesn't see you as that because of your abilities. You are a
magical creature, Duo." I started to say something but he interrupted
me. "Yes, there are other clairvoyants. But they are nothing
compared to you. They only have hints and suggestions. You have actual
power. We wouldn't have been able to hurt you the way we have if you
were only guessing at what we were thinking, and not trying to invade
our thoughts. See the difference?" That clinched it. I understood. I understood perfectly.
"But how did this happen? Why am I able to do this but not my
twin sister, or a million others?" "You're an anomaly Duo, just like we are,"
he said with a shrug. "I'm afraid I don't have an answer for
that." "No, Wufei. You've given me more answers than anyone
ever could. Thank you." I hit the mark. Heero and Sally were very happy with
me. No, scratch that. They were bloody ecstatic! I thought I'd have
to borrow Howard's sunglasses to protect my eyes from their smiles.
Suddenly I thought about their cars. I couldn't tell
you why that popped into my mind, but it did. "Well, what do
werewolves do for a living?" "Whatever we want," he said with raised eyebrows. I got the impression no one ever bothered to ask him that. "Nearly everyone in my Pack runs their own private
business in order to set their own hours, for obvious reasons,"
he explained, gesturing to the moon. Good point. Hard to return to work the next day after
being on all fours the night before. "The man with me yesterday, Rashid, has his own
construction company that many of us work for. Darlian and his mate
have their own cleaning and gardening business." I raised an
eyebrow at that. Sally hid her smile behind her hand, and Heero smirked.
Darlian just did not seem like a gardening person to me. I guess that
part of the business belonged to his ‘mate.' "Heero works
for a computer company in Austin, Sally is a doctor, and Trowa and
Catherine work at Sea World in San Antonio. I'm a Labor lawyer."
Wow. I never thought about werewolves having jobs. The
more he explained, the more they seemed like normal people. Just then a dark form ran up, and I probably did shit
on myself. It was a werewolf, but it was fuckin' Huge with a capital
H, and ruined the image of them seeming like normal people. If it
weren't for Mariemaia in her lap, Hilde would've taken off screaming
like the insane. Howard jumped back, and I knew he was scared when
his sunglasses fell off and he didn't bother picking them up. I felt
how wide my eyes were and stayed still because...I really thought
I had a load of shit in my pants. The form fluidly dissolved into a bear of a man. It
was Rashid. "Packmaster!" his voice boomed, making us mere
mortals jump. "Darlian has not returned from his run. And there
has been another murder." His eyes were frantic. He wasn't worried
about the murder. He was afraid for Darlian. "Round his mate, she is the next best tracker,"
Wufei commanded, voice all dictatorial...and sexy. Out the gutter!
Out the gutter! "Split the Maguanacs into four groups: Trowa
leading one group westward, Heero, you're east, Rashid, go north and
send Mrs. Darlian with a few Maguanacs south. Quatre is to roam on
his own, and Catherine is to be at my side." "Packmaster," Rashid said reverently. He changed
back into wolf form and thundered away. Heero immediately dissolved, easily shaking the clothes
off of him. He was just as big of a werewolf--dear god--as Rashid.
Sally roused Mariemaia from her nap, and the cub took off in a blue
and yellow streak of fading color. Sally then pulled her dress over
her head, and I had a glimpse of her nude body before she changed.
She was around the same size as Rashid and Heero. Then both Heero
and Sally took off in different directions. "I must be going," Wufei said, standing fluidly.
"I'm sorry for this. I would like to talk more tomorrow, Duo."
He looked dead at me. Oh. He didn't want Howard and Hilde along. Interesting.
"Sure. What time?" "That remains to be seen," he said with slight
regret. "I will end up appearing unannounced." "That's okay. Just come whenever you can,"
I said, feeling worried for Darlian my damn self. Wufei just looked at me. My hackles were rising, and
I mean that in a very fun way here. "Tomorrow then," he said, and his voice was
dripping with promises. What those promises were I didn't know, but
I couldn't wait to find out. Wufei kneeled gracefully, and stretched into a werewolf, shaking his clothes free just like Heero had. This time I was sure I had shit all over myself. Wufei was the biggest friggin' werewolf in existence, I was willing to bet my life! Rashid and Heero were mice compared to him. He was as
tall as me on all fours. His body was nothing but a wall of muscle,
so taut it quivered. His eyes matched his fur, and I couldn't tell
where he was looking, if his eyes were even open! He pawed at the
ground, and I felt the earth underneath my feet shake. If he stood
up on all fours, I knew without a doubt that I would drop dead from
fear. This was going to take some serious getting use to. He purred and took off, leaving a small earthquake behind.
~ * ~ (tbc)
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