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"Banished"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: R Warnings: AU/Fantasy Adventure, Angst, fluff,
mention of lemon, sap, masturbation (once) Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, past 1x4 (one
time deal) Summary: When the Prince Regent is dethroned he and his captain discover a new and wondrous world.
"Banished" Ch 2
‘Aw… gods... wait,’ the long haired boy breathed happily bouncing in the arms of a giddy looking young, redheaded boy who looked much to smug for Hiiro’s taste. ‘Ha ha ha... wait, Tom... ahhg! I need a drink.’ ‘Perhaps if you sat for awhile?’ Hiiro suggested somewhat more indignantly than the situation called for. ‘Life is to live,’ Duo replied chugging another of the young men’s water flask as he, too, grinned at him adoringly. ‘Why don’t you come and dance?’ he smiled laughing lightly when Tom wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him tight. ‘If I were to dance it would be with a proper female’ Hiiro retorted snidely, his unexplainable anger bubbling in his eyes. ‘And I certainly have no interest in standing in your line of wanton lovers,’ he went on, his voice rising heatedly with each word as his mind raced frantically looking for a way to head off his rampaging mouth. ‘Hiiro, please,’ Quatre interjected only to earn himself a heated glare from his nettled Captain. ‘We should leave this place,’ he told him reiterating his earlier objections. ‘Before you become further encouraged to loosen yourself as he has…’ SLAP! Every head in the room suddenly turned to see what the commotion was as Hiiro recoiled from the blow, his dark blue eyes whirling around to meet with fiery violet as Duo stood fast facing him down. ‘You would do well not to judge others so coldly,’ he snapped before turning on his heal and walking out. Hiiro was left with most of the room looking at him as if he’d just stepped on a puppy. They didn’t even know what had transpired but the hurt and anger in Duo’s stride prompted the general population to toss angry glances at the exotic stranger just the same. Hiiro felt himself shrinking away from the condemnation. He knew he’d let his anger get the better of him and said things he really didn’t mean. Quatre’s disapproving gaze was the worst to bare, that is, until Talon leaned over close to him as if to keep his words between them alone and whispered… ‘Duo has never known a lover.’ Hiiro felt his heart hit rock bottom with those words. He’d really messed up big time. Somehow he’d have to make it up to the long haired boy starting with an apology but it would have to wait. He couldn’t abandon the prince’s side, his duty wouldn’t allow it. There would be time enough to make good on his regret since Quatre was dead set on staying but he was still having a great deal of difficulty dealing with the idea that they were now faced with the very thing that had gotten them into this mess to begin with. Would the King ever welcome them back into his court if he allowed Quatre to fall fully to his nature? He allowed himself a small sigh as the music and laugher resumed burying the incident under a layer of good humor and life. Let him enjoy himself tonight and come tomorrow, they would see. He had thought the incident closed until Quatre suddenly lit into him upon their return to Tatia Keep. ‘What exactly are you trying to prove?!’ the blond boy snapped the moment the door to his chambers shut. ‘I don’t believe this is a good environment ...’ ‘That is not for you to judge!’ the Prince cut him off. ‘I can’t believe your prejudice towards Duo after what we’ve been to each other!’ he fumed. ‘And from what Talon said you have more experience that he does!!’ ‘That’s exactly what got you dethroned as I recall,’ Hiiro replied coolly. ‘It’s not your fault I’m gay, damn it!!’ Quatre bellowed; his anger and frustration rising in his tone. ‘Really?’ Hiiro countered loosing some of his careful control. ‘You think so? Were you really so sure of your sexuality before I bed you?!’ he asked, his dark eyes flashing like indigo lightening as he advanced on the suddenly anxious blond. ‘Was there any certainty in your heart before my sin tainted the royal blood?!’ SLAP! Hiiro didn’t dare to lift his face again. He couldn’t bare to see the anger and hurt in his princes eyes as his heart raced and his cheek stung. ‘Don’t you dare, ever defile the sanctity of that memory again,’ Quatre told him evenly. Hiiro stood silently, eyes cast down where they remained as the prince told him firmly in a voice so broken with disappointment it tore at Hiiro’s soul, ‘Get out.’ He turned slowly to obey but found he couldn’t force his feet to move. It hurt so damn much to know he’d caused the slight blond boy any pain. It’s not what he wanted at all. ‘Quatre...’ ‘I don’t want to see you right now,’ the Prince ground out. The sound of the tears lingering just underneath the words broke Hiiro completely. Quatre gasped as he whirled on him snatching him into his arms and kissing him hard on the mouth. He was lost in an instant, his knees giving way giving his body wholly over to the stronger Japanese boy, his mind blanketed in the heat he’d only known once before as it coursed through his body lighting every fiber of his being on fire. ‘Please,’ Hiiro rasped. ‘Do with me what you will but please… please think about your future,’ he told him laying him gently back onto the huge four poster bed. ‘You are the Prince Regant and heir to this kingdom, Quatre... please don’t ever forget that…’ he told him leaning into him, tasting the sweet flavor of his skin, the memory of how tremendously sensuous the lithe blond was flooding back to him but the slight resistance in the boy’s body gave him reason to pause. ‘What is it?’ he asked forcing himself to pull away. ‘You’re still angry with me,’ he whispered drawing further away from his one time lover. ‘No’ Quatre replied sitting up with him. ‘I’m not angry I just… it doesn’t feel right.’ ‘I’ll leave you to your rest,’ Hiiro told him dejectedly rising to leave but he found himself pulled back to his seat by a boy with smiling cerulean eyes. ‘It’s not that I don’t want to,’ Quatre smiled. ‘But I think maybe ... there’s someone else on your mind,’ he told him gently. ‘You are my only concern Your …’ The knowing look in Quatre’s eyes stopped him cold and he suddenly realized what the boy was thinking. ‘Duo?’ he gasped suddenly, his cheeks flaming a fine shade of blushing gold. ‘I have no interest in a relationship other than you, My Lord,’ he told him rising to his feet again. ‘Especially a little flirt like him. Not to mention he’s a boy and hardly my type on top of tha…’ ‘He’s very pretty,’ Quatre sighed laying back on his overstuffed pillows confidently. ‘Being beautiful only makes him that much more...’ ‘Beautiful?’ ‘Well… yes,’ Hiiro stammered nervously. ‘Anyone can see that but still…’ ‘He’s well liked as well,’ Quatre cut him off again. ‘So it would seem,’ Hiiro sighed. ‘I think he likes you,’ the prince mused absently straightening his sheets. ‘You think so?’ Hiiro asked then realized what he’d said and snorted in disgust at his lapse ‘Never mind, it doesn’t matter. I’ll apologize for being rude to him but that’s as far as it goes. I’m not like you ya know? I like girls.’ ‘What girl have you ever desired?’ Quatre asked lying back so his abdomen was `accidentally` exposed. Hiiro’s eyes wandered instantly to the pale skin as he replied. ‘Countess Relena and I have always been close.’ Quatre snorted so hard he almost needed a tissue. ‘When have you ever looked at her with lust in your eyes?’ he demanded. ‘I would never treat her that way!’ Hiiro replied indignantly. ‘She’s a lady after all,’ he insisted. ‘Lady or not you don’t desire her,’ the prince chuckled. ‘Anyone can see that. You’ve never looked at her the way you sometimes look at me,’ he smiled causing Hiiro to force his eyes away from the taunt flesh of Quatre’s pale stomach and blush horribly. ‘I’m a little jealous actually,’ he sighed. ‘I can see in your gaze that you want me but what lies in the depths of your eyes when you look at Duo goes much deeper than carnal desire.’ ‘You’re wrong,’ Hiiro insisted. ‘Am I?’ Quatre grinned. ‘I have no need for love or lust, Your Majesty,’ the exotic boy replied firmly. ‘My life is but to serve you,’ he said bowing his head slightly. ‘Hmm,’ Quatre sighed nodding affirmatively. ‘Then I suppose you should inform him,’ he grinned glancing at Hiiro’s still swollen crotch. ‘Oyasuminasai,’ he smiled finally releasing the boy from his side before chuckling again as the door shut and rolling over to get the first good nights sleep he’d had in ages. ** Over the next week things were very busy for them both. It was required for Quatre to receive the Lords of this land giving each of them audience and hospitality in order to form a bond and understanding between them. He was introduced to several land owners that had a great deal of influence over the township. One in particular was the son of a wealthy and well known family in Easter Asian known as the Dragon Clan. Like Quatre, Chang Wufei had stepped outside his family because of his differences and come to live there. He was arrogant and opinionated and Quatre found he enjoyed his company very much. Even Hiiro, who had a difficult time warming up to anyone, appeared to liven up when ever Wufei was around. The two loved to banter and compete against each other. The captain had been delighted to discover he’d found a sparing partner in the other Asian boy and used that fact as often as their new friend would agree. It was a cool morning just after dawn when the two of them decided to have a go after their morning warm ups while Quatre sat at a garden table and watched amusedly. The two were fairly well matched so it always proved entertaining. Things were going along pretty equally until Hiiro suddenly lost his footing and found himself flat on his back while Wufei and Quatre laughed at him. The reason for his lapse in judgment coming clear as Duo’s mirthful tone joined in. ‘Is that a new method of attack?’ the long haired boy chided striding up to the edge of the practice mat. ‘Good day to you, Your Majesty,’ he smiled offering the young Prince a short bow. ‘Good day to you, Lord Duo,’ Quatre smiled. ‘Please, come and have some breakfast,’ he offered standing to pull out a chair for him. ‘Perhaps he’ll need to work on his appetite first?’ Wufei grinned as Duo helped Hiiro from the mat. ‘You fight?’ Hiiro asked a little stunned by the news. ‘He’s a fine fighter,’ Talons brash tone sang from the garden path as he walked quickly over to join them, his eyes alight with a joy only love can bring as he smiled adoringly at Duo. ‘Yes,’ the long haired boy retorted. ‘I fight you off every time I visit,’ he chided. ‘Then I shall offer you some new blood,’ Wufei smiled bowing slightly to him. ‘Very well,’ Duo grinned then suddenly dropped and swept the Chinese boy’s legs out from under him. Before he could recuperate he’d cartwheeled over and landed squarely on his hips pinning his arms with his knees with one hand on his throat effectively capturing the grinning Dragon. ‘Well done,’ Hiiro chuckled. ‘I think not,’ Duo laughed helping Wufei up. ‘He only lets me win so I’ll sit on him,’ he told the Japanese boy as they passed by. Wufei grinned like a cat full of feathers raising an `oooh yeahh` brow at the slightly muddled Japanese boy before browsing Duo’s fine frame once as they went to join Quatre at the table. Talon invited himself as well but seemed much more interested in doting over Duo than eating. Something Wufei took great pains to foil every chance he got. By the time they’d had their fill Talon was gritting his teeth in frustration as the Chinese boy smirked triumphantly while Duo accepted another piece of sweet fruit from the raven hared boy’s fingers. Hiiro was feeling a little irritated himself watching the two silently fight over the long haired boy’s attention. Quatre on the other hand was getting a huge kick out of the entire affair. It was a welcome sight for Hiiro when one of the house servants led a new man into their midst. At least until he saw the gentleman’s eyes light up upon lighting on Duo’s happily smiling face. ‘Lord Antiourair!’ Duo called rising to go and meet the new comer, a crease forming in Hiiro’s forehead as the man gracefully pulled the slender boy into a tight hug that was anything but plutonic. ‘When did you arrive?’ Duo asked pulling away only far enough to see the man’s stunningly handsome face. ‘I wasn’t informed of your visit.’ ‘I’m afraid it was unplanned,’ the man replied holding him comfortably around the waist. ‘My travels took me to near the boarders of Tatia to resist the chance to hear you say my name,’ he told him moving in closer. Hiiro’s skin shifted uncomfortably as he watched a slight shiver run through Duo’s thin body as the man whispered against his jaw ‘Call my name.’ ‘Anton…’ Duo granted his wish using the opportunity to also break away from him. Hiiro hadn’t really realized he was grinding his teeth together until Duo’s violet eyes glanced his way, the shy expression and soft mantel on his cheeks causing the Japanese boy’s toes curl up. ‘You haven’t met our new Land Lord,’ he told Anton who was positively beaming at the youth before him. ‘Of course,’ Anton smiled but he didn’t manage to pull his eyes away from Duo until they actually made it to the table. ‘Good day to you, Your Majesty,’ he offered bowing only low enough that he didn’t have to release Duo’s hand from his elbow. ‘Master’s Wufei... Talon. I trust the Lord has kept you well,’ he smiled at the others. ‘I am Lord Anton Antiourair of the Soloni Kingdom to the South. I bid you greetings from our good King Souvie,’ he said adding an elegant swish of his plumed hat. For some reason, Hiiro kind of just wanted to poke his eyes out. What a peacock. ‘Well met,’ Quatre smiled rising. ‘I am Prince Quatre Rabarbe Winner and this is my First Captain, Hiiro Yui,’ he introduced though Hiiro didn’t bother to rise. ‘Will you be staying with us for long?’ the blond boy asked feeling the tension in his First. ‘Alas, I fear not,’ Anton sighed bringing a disappointed crease to Duo’s fair face. ‘I’m sorry, Tresor,’ he said only to Duo who sighed dejectedly making Hiiro’s already hardened opinion of the guy solidify even further. Pet names? ‘I will be day late reporting back already,’ he explained. ‘You’re hear now,’ Duo sighed regaining some of his light. ‘I’m thankful for that,’ he smiled. ‘Will you excuse me for the day, Your Highness? I had hoped to show you the camon fields this afternoon but under the circumstances…’ ‘Of course,’ Quatre smiled. ‘You’ll stay in the Keep tonight,’ he informed them. ‘I wish to spend some time hearing news from the South after dinner.’ ‘As you wish,’ Anton replied offering him another small bow. ‘Perhaps I could offer to accompany you...’ Talon began but hushed quickly enough at Duo’s heated gaze. ‘Who is he?’ Hiiro asked evenly as he watched the pair walking arm in arm down the garden path. ‘Lord Anton is both Duo’s benefactor and savior as far as he’s concerned,’ Wufei sighed. ‘Savior indeed,’ Talon huffed. ‘He only wishes to save him for himself,’ he sneered tossing his napkin on his plate. ‘And you would have him for yourself?’ Quatre smiled teasingly. ‘I love him, that’s true,’ Talon sighed heavily. ‘But at least I court him properly without the need to romance his affections to my whim.’ ‘Are they related?’ Hiiro wanted to know. ‘No,’ Wufei informed him. ‘Anton found him when he was very young starving in the streets and took him in,’ he explained. ‘What are his intentions?’ the captain asked still eyeing the spot where the couple had disappeared. ‘Why so interested?’ Quatre smiled but his attempt to chide his friend went unnoticed. ‘Will he marry him?’ the Japanese boy asked instead as he began to fidget in his chair. ‘Lord no!’ Talon scoffed. ‘He’s already married to the Dutchess LaConsiar. Whatever interest he has in Duo it goes no deeper that his obsession with the boys beauty.’ ‘Hiiro?’ Quatre intoned curiously concerned as his First suddenly stood and strode away in the direction Duo had gone. ‘And yet another falls,’ Talon chuckled shaking his shaggy head. ‘I believe our time has come,’ Wufei added observing the undaunted purpose in Hiiro’s stride. ‘What do you mean?’ Talon asked sounding more than a little off balance. ‘Have you ever seen Duo react to someone like that?’ the Chinese boy chuckled relishing the astounded expression on Talons face. ‘You don’t mean to say…?’ ‘Our angelic little demon has finally met his match,’ Wufei cut him off laughing openly with Quatre at the sudden look of horror on the mans face. ‘Fear not,’ the Prince managed to say. ‘Should your fair...demon?’ he raised a whimsical brow on the word, ‘fall to Hiiro’s exquisite charms he will be in good hands. I’ve never known a truer heart,’ he added gazing fondly at the retreating back of his first lover. Hiiro found exactly what he’d expected when he entered the archway that led from the garden to the front courtyard. Anton had Duo cornered in a dark niche beside a large statue set into an alcove along the wall doing his best to disrobe the boy while Duo did his best to thwart his efforts without being rude. ‘Anton... please don’t...’ the flustered boy was saying as Hiiro paused unnoticed by the entranceway. ‘You grow more beautiful each time we meet,’ Anton replied bending to taste the salty flavor of the boy’s long neck. ‘Thank you,’ Duo chuckled pushing him back again. ‘But you’re not even gay,’ he reasoned. ‘Even a blind man would crave the likes of you,’ the man purred trying again for his delicious treat. ‘Beauty is, in itself, its own malicious curse,’ Hiiro spoke loud and clear making them both jump. It was only Duo who moved away however, Anton’s only response being one of irritation. ‘Hiiro,’ the long haired boy blushed looking for all the world like he’d been caught but Hiiro’s steely gaze clearly put all the blame on the annoyed Anton. ‘Don’t you have duties elsewhere to attend to?’ the man asked slipping his arm around Duo’s slim waist. ‘He is unreceptive,’ the blue eyed boy went on firmly. ‘Step away,’ he commanded in no uncertain terms. ‘It’s fine,’ Duo said trying to preempt a potentially ugly scene but from the way Anton’s warm brown eyes flashed it was already to late. ‘You should learn your place, Captain,’ the man warned evenly. ‘Letting your loins get the better of you is common place among Duo’s admirer’s but one would expect more control from the princes own honor guard,’ he grinned leaning down to kiss the nap of Duo’s neck but the long haired boy had had enough and huffed as he tried to move away. Anton pushed the issue holding him tight only to find the tip of Hiiro’s sword brushing the ridge of his nose. ‘Whether or not I wish to bed him is irrelevant,’ he told the seething man as he slowly released the boy. ‘I will protect all who belong to the land my master oversees,’ he told him gently separating the two of them. ‘Don’t be a fool,’ Duo broke in. ‘This is so ludicrous,’ he added rolling his eyes as he reached to lower Hiiro’s sword only to find it once again unmovable. ‘Stop it,’ he commanded, the first hint of any real anger vibrating in his tone. Hiiro found it impossible to disobey retreating but refusing to put his weapon away. ‘Would you excuse us a moment?’ he smiled at Anton who took a second to meet Hiiro’s gaze before antagonizing him by kissing Duo’s cheek and telling him he’d wait by the gate for him and leaving with a mocking bow in Hiiro’s direction. ‘Thanks,’ Duo smiled taking the Japanese boy off guard. He’d been expecting a reprimand. ‘It’s nice to know someone’s looking out for me,’ he went on stepping closer, the sudden proximity setting Hiiro’s hair’s on end. ‘It’s not necessary though. Anton’s been doing this for ages but he never sees it through. I suppose if I wasn’t such a flirt guys wouldn’t see me as such an easy target,’ he sighed. ‘You’re not easy,’ Hiiro cut in without really thinking it out. The delighted light in Duo’s amethyst eyes prompted him to continue. ‘I wanted to apologize for what I said the other night,’ he told him. ‘It was rude and obviously not true. I have no reasonable excuse,’ he told him. ‘That’s very…’ Duo smiled slipping up closer to him yet, ‘...sweet,’ he breathed giggling softly when Hiiro swallowed so hard he could hear it. ‘You really don’t have to worry about Anton,’ Duo assured the flustered Japanese boy. ‘I’ve known him most of my life. I have nothing to fear from him. You, however…’ he added grinning wider as he leaned in so close Hiiro could smell the sweet nectar of his breath, ‘...might want to avoid me for a couple of days.’ ‘I beg of you...’ Hiiro rasped wrestling to keep his rampaging desires under control, the soft scent of Duo’s hair, that unbelievably sublime face, a slender body that seemed purposely made by the gods to entice all wrapping around him at once as he hissed, ‘…do not tempt me.’ ‘Temptation?’ the long haired boy sighed, the warm moisture of his words washing across Hiiro’s parting lips. ‘But… I’m a man...’ he managed to say before the thin veil of control slowly crumbled, Hiiro’s desire to hold this boy, to touch him and drink in the life he held in his heart overwhelming him as he leaned forward ever so slightly and brushed his mouth against Duo’s trembling lips. He hadn’t intended to hold him but as it turned out it was either that or let him fall to the ground as the long haired boy’s knees went out from under him, his arms wrapping tightly around Hiiro’s neck in his attempt not to fall flat on his back. ‘Duo? You ok?’ Hiiro gasped holding him gently as he recovered. ‘Y...yes,’ Duo replied blushing furiously. ‘I just…’ he began but the words fled from his mind the moment he looked up into Hiiro’s dark blue eyes. ‘I should go,’ he said instead pushing himself away. ‘Anton is waiting.’ ‘Duo?’ Hiiro called after him pausing his retreating steps. His breath caught when the boy turned a shy expression on him, his cheeks still flushed from the encounter and smiling softly. ‘Are you… happy?’ he asked the only question that came to mind. Duo chose not to answer with words offering him a grateful smile before turning to leave him to his thoughts. He stood staring at the place where he’d last seen the boy’s beatific form for a long while before he realized someone was standing behind him. Quatre didn’t bother to ask any questions or chide his friend any further than the coy smirk on his full lips as his First joined him for their daily activities.
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