|
"Reluctant Companion "Written By: Yanagi Disclaimer: I don’t own the Gundam Boys.
I just borrowed them Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Slavery, fighting, spanking; You know,
my usual. Pairings: 5 + 6 Summary: Milliardo has been sentenced to exile and slavery for his treachery to Relena. Duo askes Wufei for a favor. Notes: The chapters are shorter. - Sequel to 'Sampson Effect' Betaed by Skippyscatt "Reluctant Companion " Epilogue The next morning they wished Relena a good journey and then adjourned to meet in the kitchen. No one thought anything about it, even though it was unusual, to say the least, that nobles would eat in a kitchen. Cook just overlooked their meal with a benign expression on her face. Wufei and Milliardo looked ravaged. Wufei had a sloe-eyed look and Milliardo a silly smile. Quatre and Trowa didn't look much better, and Duo and Heero were nearly falling asleep in their food. Cook made sure that they had wake up' tea and left them to their own devices. Duo gazed at Milliardo for a moment then asked in a laughing tone of voice. "Having trouble sitting?" MIlliardo smirked at him. "I'm just a poor, well-fucked slave. How about you?" Duo shoveled eggs onto a piece of toast, shoved it into his mouth then mumbled around it. "Me? Sleep? What's that?" he snickered and glanced at Trowa. "And you, my lanky friend?" Trowa gave him a wide-eyed look then grinned. "Rode hard and put away very wet. Tea? Please? I'm parched." The tea was dutifully passed and Cook replenished their plates. She couldn't help but smile. The three couples looked so happy together. She knew that they were going to have to go their separate ways. But she also knew that they were friends for life and would be together, apart, and together again for the rest of their lives. Cook sighed, it was too bad that Milliardo could never have his freedom, he had grown and learned. He deserved it but she knew why he couldn't have it. The hopes of some greedy men would, sooner or later, involve him in a revolt. Whether he wanted to be in one or not. She was just glad that he could still be in the priesthood. She'd enjoyed his presiding over the last rites in the temple Wufei had had repaired. And she had to admit that his beer was much better than hers. Who would have suspected that the man had a passion for beer and ale. Or that he would be able to do more than just talk about it. She shook her head and dished out cereal. The six men ate the cereal without complaint. Cook didn't make oatmeal, or rather her oatmeal was special, filled with dried fruit, nuts and honey, it was a treat. Heero spoke around a mouth full of cream laden oatmeal. "Milliardo, I'm sorry I can't do more for you. You're still a priest and welcome to manage the religious needs of Anchorites in the domain. You're also Wufei's confidant, and that's good. But you can never be free to be used ..." Milliardo just held up a hand, toast and all. "Never
mind. I deserve my punishment. If I hadn't been such a jealous fool,
I could have convinced Relena to make me more than a figurehead sooner
or later. I'm content. I have my brewing, which I find very satisfying.
I can bear arms in Master Wufei's defense. Our workouts are a pleasure.
I don't mind submitting to him." Milliardo gave Wufei a languishing
look. "He makes it so very pleasurable. Don't pity me. I Quatre gave Trowa a significant look which Trowa returned. "Well, I'm glad. I don't have to worry about Wufei anymore. Or you. Jelly?" Quatre passed the jar to Milliardo who slathered some on his toast, only to yelp in indignation as Wufei plucked it out of his hand. "That's enough of that! I'll not have a food fight in my kitchens." Cook smacked Wufei on the shoulder with a spoon, making him roll his eyes at her. "And don't you roll your eyes at me, young man. Now, here's more toast and some cream. Fresh tea too." She placed the food on the table and went back to her preparations for lunch. Wufei took more tea and sighed with pleasure. "I'm glad, Milliardo, that you've ... not given up but ... matured? Yes, matured. I was truly worried that you'd never get a clue." Milliardo smiled back. "Hard headed? Me? No!" he clutched at his chest dramatically. Quatre snorted into his tea and Trowa handed him a napkin. That broke the group up and they all went to their various duties laughter trailing in their wake. Heero and Duo didn't take long to go over the business of the domain with Wufei, Milliardo in attendance. Quatre and Trowa just took a ride around the domain. They met again at lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon together playing chess and giving each other bad advice on the next play. They went to bed early as Duo, Heero, Quatre and Trowa were leaving early the next morning to return to the Capitol. . Milliardo handed up the stirrup cup, smiling at Heero. Heero took it with a nod, drained half of it and handed the cup onto Duo. Wufei handed up a similar cup to Trowa who also drank half and handed his cup to Quatre. Quatre finished off his draft at the same time Duo finished his. "Well, we'll be leaving now. See you in four months. Milliardo, I'm glad you decided to be smart. Wufei didn't need a reluctant companion. I hope you have a good life. We'll never mention this again." Heero smiled again and, jerking his head to Duo to follow, he spurred his horse and rode out the gate. Duo followed and Quatre and Trowa offered quick words of farewell and followed. Milliardo just smiled and started singing the prayer for travelers, Wufei joined in. Their duet ringing out joyously. ~ * ~ Osuwari - sort of. There's two side stories, one for each of the other couples. They'll be written as the inspiration strikes me.
~ * ~
~ * ~ Chapter |
