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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 3
The evening couldn’t have passed quickly enough for Hiiro. The sooner this night was over the sooner they’d be rid of one Anton Antiourair. Duo had indicated he sensed no real evil in the man but his personality was seriously grating his nerves. How anyone could so easily spout such insincerities was beyond his comprehension. He heaved a heavy sigh of relief when Quatre finally called an end to the night. It was short lived however, as it became clear Anton had every intention of seeing Duo to his room. Though he knew it was inherently wrong he couldn’t resist the urge to shadow the pair for fear of Duo’s chastity. It was easy enough to position himself outside on the balcony. Just a short climb and he could see and hear everything that went on inside the chamber reserved for Duo’s visits. What he found made him feel like an idiot for having snooped where he didn’t belong. The two were curled up on the couch facing each other engaged in an obviously intimate conversation. The subject matter of which was clearly none of Hiiro’s business. ‘What about Jared? He has promise. A fine family background’ Anton was saying. ‘He’s a child’ Duo countered. ‘He’s older than you’ Anton chuckled. ‘No he’s not,’ Duo sighed sipping at his drink. Anton paused a moment to consider the boy before him before he replied with ‘No... I suppose not… Why don’t you just come home?’ he added hopefully brushing his knuckles along Duo’s where they lay curled over his knee. ‘I doubt Marie is as anxious to have me return as you are,’ Duo snorted wryly. ‘She’ll cope,’ Anton smiled. ‘You can’t blame her,’ Duo replied. ‘You’re incorrigible when it comes to teasing me,’ he accused affectionately. ‘Who could resist such a lovely face,’ Anton purred leaning in to touch his blushing cheek tenderly. ‘You’ve grown more beautiful than I could have possibly imagined,’ he added leaning in as if to kiss the corner of his mouth but Duo’s soft words stopped him dead still when he whispered… ‘Was that the only reason you saved me?’ Anton chuckled as he retreated. ‘Is that such a horrible thing?’ he asked already knowing the answer. ‘I’m sorry,’ he offered but it was half hearted. ‘I can’t help it if I appreciate beautiful things,’ he told him smiling at the disappointed shadow that crossed his angular features. ‘Come now,’ he comforted ‘You know I love you no matter what you look like. Is it really so bad to be thankful for your outer beauty as well as that whale of a heart of yours?’ he asked bringing the smile back to Duo’s eyes. ‘You’re not a child anymore,’ he said more softly, his expression melting into one of pure adoration as he leaned closer again and kissed him gently on the cheek just under his right eye. Hiiro found he had to use all of his will not to burst in on the tender scene and rip the man’s lips from his face but deep inside he knew it was his own desire to be in Anton’s place that drove the feeling. ‘I know you have... desires,’ the man told the addled boy as he moved slowly over top of him. The sensuous way that Duo willingly laid back allowing him to stroke his neck with both his fingertips and his mouth steeling Hiiro’s breathe away. ‘An…ton…’ Duo breathed swallowing softly as his huge, violet eyes slide shut, his slight body giving way under the larger mans imposing presence in a way that made Hiiro’s crotch ache desperately and his head spin. ‘Gods... I’ve wanted this for so long,’ the man hissed moving to kiss him wholly, a kiss that in the instant it began rocked Hiiro’s universe. The pain, frustration, elation and desire, the confusion, guilt and anger all washing over him at once making him feel ill as he held his turning stomach and tried to calm his racing heart while his entire soul screamed NOOO! ‘No.’ Was that.... Duo’s voice?’ ‘Why, Duo? … please..’ Anton begged moving more insistently toward his goal. ‘We’re not in love,’ Duo replied though his chest was heaving in response to the mans efforts as he half heartedly pushed him away. ‘That kind of love isn’t necessary for this,’ Anton reasoned kissing his neck again but Duo only pushed him back where he could see him as he said softly and with such conviction it stopped the man dead in his tracks once again…. ‘It is for me’ Hiiro’s hand was already on the hilt of his sword in case the man insisted on pursuing the boy any further but once again Duo’s assessment proved astute as the surrender flooded Anton’s brown eyes. ‘You’ll be the death of me yet,’ the man chuckled falling on him in a more relaxed hug. ‘You knew I couldn’t see it through before you began,’ Duo chuckled hugging him back as Hiiro took a deep, silent breath to cleanse himself of the rage that could have very easily ended Anton’s life. ‘You should consider the idea that you may never find whatever it is you’re looking for,’ the man told him moving away so he could sit up. ‘Oh, I dunno,’ Duo sighed smiling in a way that sent an arrow straight through Hiiro’s heart. ‘I’m not really all that demanding am I?’ ‘You’ve rejected every suitor that’s courted you so far,’ Anton chuckled. ‘And considering that constitutes just about every man that’s ever crossed your path I’d say you’re going to be hard pressed to find that special someone. I don’t mean to discourage you,’ he added touching his face again with such honest affection Hiiro almost found he liked the man for a moment. ‘I just don’t want to see you waist away waiting for your white knight when such things only exist in fairy tails.’ ‘I don’t need a white knight,’ Duo countered slapping his hand away playfully. ‘A steadfast soldier might do nicely,’ he grinned tossing a throw pillow at him but the way Anton snatched it out of the air suddenly drained him of his mirth. ‘You mean Hiiro?’ ‘I didn’t say…’ ‘You might as well have,’ the man retorted sounding annoyed. ‘What do you have against him anyway?’ Duo huffed taking his pillow back to hug. ‘He has a violent nature for one,’ Anton replied. ‘His loyalty is commendable but you must consider his fealty is sworn to a disempowered Sovereign as well,’ he went on holding up one hand as Duo sent a few violet daggers his way. ‘I mean no disrespect but you must consider the future. Hiiro will follow Quatre to the ends of the Earth and it won’t matter who or where you are. His heart and soul are already pledged,’ he told him, his expression becoming more concerned as Duo’s fell into more despair. Hiiro’s on the other hand was beginning to shine like the midnight sun. He couldn’t believe his ears to be honest. ‘Duo, listen to me please,’ the man went on taking the boy’s hand earnestly. ‘You must realize. It was because of his affair with Hiiro that Quatre was sent away,’ he told him. The painful confusion in Duo’s eyes made Hiiro want to both hold him tight and slit Anton from gizzard to gall for the blunt way he’d divulged his most precious secret. ‘If Quatre has come here then it must be to hide their relationship,’ he went on. ‘I never said I was interested in him,’ Duo lied brushing the feelings away. ‘You don’t have to, love,’ Anton smiled warmly kissing his forehead for a long moment. ‘Please,’ he pleaded looking deep into his eyes. ‘Anyone but Hiiro, ok?’ he begged before laying a soft kiss on his lips and pausing until he received a slight nod from Duo. ‘Good boy,’ he told him rising to his feet. ‘I’m afraid you’ve left me anxious once again,’ he grinned adjusting his pants to accommodate his still swollen pride. ‘I’m sure you’ll find a way to relieve your burden,’ Duo laughed. ‘I’m certain I will,’ Anton grinned. ‘Get some sleep, Tesiour,’ he told him touching his face once again. ‘I’ll see you in the morning before I depart.’ ‘Good night,’ Duo returned before watching him leave. Hiiro was stuck. He had no idea what to do. He wanted so badly to rush in and take the long haired boy in his arms and tell him how much he wanted him. He wanted to tell him that the whole thing with him and Quatre was a misunderstanding and so many different things that were swimming around in his mind but the knowledge that he was a peeping tom couldn’t be overlooked. If he revealed himself Duo might never forgive him. Then again if he didn’t he might never forgive himself. What to do was taken out of his hands when he noticed Anton’s silent figure moving through the courtyard below. The curiosity was that his room was only two doors down from Duo’s so where was he headed in the middle of the night? A quick assessment as he watched him enter the archway leading into the main building gave his heart a jump start and put any conversations he might have with Duo on the back burner for awhile as he slipped silently from the balcony and into Anton’s fading footsteps. Knock Knock ‘Who’s there?’ ‘Tis I... Anton. May I have a word with you?’ ‘Anton?’ Quatre mused standing from where he’d been reading a book beside the fire to go to the door. ‘What is it at this hour?’ he asked. ‘Pardon the intrusion ,Your Majesty’ Anton smiled. ‘May I come in?’ ‘Yes… of course,’ the blond boy agreed stepping aside but he didn’t bother to shut the door. Whatever was on the man;s mind he would have to get it over with quickly. ‘What is it?’ he asked quiet bluntly. ‘I see your time is short,’ Anton smiled again. ‘Then I’ll be brief,’ he added stepping a bit closer. ‘I have come to offer my services to you, Your Highness,’ he told him causing him to lift one brow. ‘It is known among the elite what has brought you to this end,’ he said shying away from the Princes hardening gaze. ‘Please … take no offence. I understand your position completely being half inclined in the same direction myself,’ he smiled. ‘It is my good fortune that no one really cares much if someone of my station indulges such fancies from time to time. However, now that you have the freedom to explore your own desires I felt it may be beneficial to us both if I made my acquiescence clear on the matter.’ ‘So you figure I’m desperate enough to bed whoever offers themselves to me?’ Quatre asked loftily. ‘Of course not, Your Majesty,’ Anton countered bowing to him respectfully. ‘Your beauty outshines even the morning sun,’ he added sounding as if he really meant it for what it was worth. ‘I merely wished to…’ he said pausing when he looked up into the boy’s soft blue/green eyes to find himself captured by the smoky undertones behind his amused expression. ‘You wished to bed me,’ the Prince smiled. ‘Yes,’ the man replied stepping closer yet. ‘I’m sorry for being so callous but I find myself surrounded by gorgeous young men. I have no choice but to attempt to satisfy both my own needs as well as yours,’ he told him slipping an arm around his thin waist as he leaned in to kiss him. It happened so fast he was astonished that he was still alive as he gapped at the silvery blade that pinned the right side of his shoulder length hair to the wooden door as Hiiro pulled Quatre into a loose embrace under his left arm. It wasn’t until the stoic boy retracted the blade that he realized he’d lost not only a hunk of hair but a small amount of blood where the razor edge had brushed his cheek as well. ‘You live only because your foul mouth never touched him,’ Hiiro told him coldly. His voice so devoid of any emotion it even made Quatre shiver. ‘You’re being a bit hypocritical aren…’ but the man’s words ceased as a new trickle of blood danced down his other cheek. ‘I live by Quatre’s grace alone,’ the Japanese boy told him. ‘It makes no difference,’ Quatre reminded him. ‘Laying a hand on a member of the royal house is a crime punishable by death. You know that.’ ‘I meant no disrespe…’ ‘Hold your tongue,’ Hiiro commanded. ‘You will conduct yourself as a gentleman when within these boarders,’ he ordered. If the man wanted to say anything else he kept it to himself but the blazing anger in his eyes said plenty. ‘Please, forgive me,’ is what he managed to articulate before bowing to the pair and walking briskly away. ‘Was that really necessary?’ Quatre asked moving back inside his room. ‘I really don’t think he meant any disrespect. Perhaps it’s common place for men to take casual lovers in the south,’ he reasoned. ‘I’m sorry,’ Hiiro apologized. ‘I felt he needed a lesson in good manors. He is a selfish man,’ he surmised. ‘His reasons may be selfish but his deeds are generous,’ Quatre countered. ‘Are you sure you’re not being swayed by his relationship with Duo?’ ‘He has no relationship with Duo,’ Hiiro retorted. Quatre paused a long moment to consider his words but didn’t comment on them. ‘I would like you to apologize to him in the morning before he leaves. Drawing his blood twice over was a bit much don’t you think?’ ‘As you wish,’ Hiiro replied. ‘Come,’ the blond boy commanded tossing the sheets back on his huge four poster bed. ‘Lay with me,’ he smiled slipping in the softness like an angel on a cloud. Hiiro paused feeling the swelling of his own need rising up in his body. Anton hadn’t been wrong in assessing that Hiiro definitely found the boy immensely attractive. ‘Come,’ Quatre smiled again. ‘I’m lonely…. Just hold me while I sleep,’ he reasoned. For all his misgivings about what he was about to do the blue eyed boy found he couldn’t refuse such a pitiful plea and wound up doing as his Prince bid. His mind swan with thoughts of Duo; that kiss, the night he’d spent holding Quatre close like this long ago when the passion burned them to ashes making it all but impossible to sleep through the night. His only real comfort was the fact that Quatre appeared to be quiet content and snoozed adorably until dawn. Resisting the urge to scratch the morning wood against the boy’s fine little ass was more than the frustrated Japanese boy could stand, however, so he slipped out before Quatre could fully awaken and antagonize him further. He made it to his chambers down the hall before the wind fall of memories and emotions that had taken control of him became more than he could bare. Duo’s face, the heat that had poured off of him when Anton kissed him, someone he didn’t even love. The knowledge that the long haired beauty was saving himself and the night spent holding Quatre’s slender, sumptuous body as he dreamed and sighed forcing him to take some form of action to release the enormous amount of energy built up in his body. He never made it past the door taking the matter in hand as he leaned back against the hard grained wood. All of his wants and desires over the past few weeks pouring out of him in his respite. He realized his savage need to touch Duo as his mind was flooded over and over again with wave after wave of images of the delectable boy. His scent, the soft touch of those pouting full lips he’d almost claimed the day before. It all made it embarrassingly easy to climb quickly to the summit of his desire, his body strung so tight he could barely breathe when Duo’s soft tone gently called his name. ‘Hiiro?’ He thought it was a part of his fantasy until it was followed up with a soft knock on the wooden door behind him but even in the face of being discovered he couldn’t bring himself to stop. Just knowing the boy he desired so badly was standing on the other side of that door calling his name forced his hand and drove him on biting his lip hard in his attempt to keep quiet. ‘Hiiro are you there? We’re preparing to see…’ He couldn’t help it. He wanted to hear that voice so much that every word fell on him like warm rain bringing him a rapturous heat that spread slowly throughout his over heated body, his head falling back against the door that separated him from the one he craved as Duo called out his name once again, the sound of it supplying Hiiro with a euphoric vision of he and Duo locked in a passionate embrace as they found utopia together. When his vision cleared he found himself sitting on the floor where he’d slide down the door still gasping for breath and feeling light headed and just a bit pathetic. He didn’t really remember Duo was at the door until the boy’s fragile tone slipped through the cracks once more. ‘Hiiro.’ Gods. Could he even look at him now? ‘Anton is preparing to leave,’ the long haired boy informed him. Was he sitting on the floor too? Oh, gods…. Had he been so loud the boy knew what he’d been doing? He waited a good long time to be sure he’d left before moving from the door. There was no reason to confirm that he was even in the room when it came right down to it… right? Damn it… why’d he have to show up just then? Mmmm, though the sound of his voice…. ‘Hiiro?’ He spun around to find the door opening slowly and Duo’s fair eyes peering at him from above a moderate smile that sent a shock wave through him that almost over shadowed the enormous embarrassment that shone on his cheeks. He knew… He had to know. There was no way he didn’t know. Why was he smiling like that? ‘Quatre insisted I find you,’ the long haired boy told him looking him over, particularly the crotch area where his clothes didn’t appear to be quiet right. ‘I’ll be down in a minute,’ Hiiro told him turning his back to him as the mortification of his deed swept through him again but Duo had other intentions. He found his body temperature elevating again when he realized the boy was standing right behind him. Right behind him. Like... close enough to feel the heat of his breath on his neck. ‘You’re scent is rich and strong,’ Duo said softly breathing deeply of the aroma and sending chills all over Hiiro’s skin. ‘Won’t the Prince be disappointed you didn’t include him?’ he asked gently breathing in the scent again. Hiiro whirled around to face him but was startled by just how close he really was and lost his train of thought for a moment as he gazed into the boy’s bottomless, amethyst eyes. ‘We’re... not lovers,’ he said finally gathering the words to speak. ‘You were once?’ the long haired boy inquired giving into the desire to feel the heat of Hiiro’s cheek against his lips as he moved closer yet. ‘Only once,’ Hiiro rasped swallowing hard as he clasped his hands behind his back tightly to keep from attacking the boy on the spot. ‘Hiiro?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘If you don’t hold me… I might fall,’ Duo breathed closing the distance to kiss him warmly. The heat of it flooding Hiiro’s body and soul drenching him in an emotion he’d never before dreamed possible as his arms involuntarily slipped around the boy’s thin waist and pulled him close. The next couple of minutes were a blur of boiling emotions and unmitigated desire, neither of them really aware of what they were doing until he sound of a horse whinnying outside in the courtyard brought them back to their senses. When they awoke from the tantalizing dream they found themselves sprawled out on Hiiro’s bed, Duo’s tunic half undone and his hand delving beneath the loosened cord of Hiiro’s breaches. ‘Anton,’ Hiiro rasped raking his eyes over the boy’s impossibly sexy body. ‘Damn,’ Duo breathed retreating as another loud whinny sounded again. ‘I promised to ride with him to the boarders of the capital,’ he told his flushed companion as they rose and straightened their clothes. ‘I have business with him as well,’ Hiiro admitted bringing a curious expression to Duo’s eyes. Curiosity quickly turned to cross concern when the long haired boy got a look at the missing lock of hair and twin cuts on either side of his benefactors face. ‘What in the world happened?’ the violet eyed boy asked tending the wounds and fusing over the missing hair. ‘A small reprimand,’ Anton smiled relishing the doting he was receiving. ‘Nothing to worry about,’ he smiled pulling Duo closer as he spoke. ‘Perhaps a bit too severe a punishment for the crime,’ Hiiro interjected drawing both of their attention. Duo’s eyes narrowing as he put two and two together and realized the cuts were from Hiiro’s own sword. ‘You have my apologies for the injuries,’ the Japanese boy told him bowing his head formally. Anton glanced at Quatre knowing this was more his doing than any guilt Hiiro actually felt over it but he was grateful just the same. ‘No harm done,’ the man smiled but it faded slightly when he noticed the expression in Duo’s eyes as he looked away from the captain. ‘I should have realized I was intruding,’ the man went on cunningly ‘I only hope my actions didn’t ruin your evening together,’ he smiled at the captain and his Prince. Duo’s head snapped back up in an instant, the look of denial in Hiiro’s eyes only serving to confirm his fears. ‘You slept with him?’ he asked boldly. Hiiro’s mouth fell open to explain but he couldn’t set things right right there in front of the entire Keep! His hesitation cost him the warmth in Duo’s eyes as they slowly faded to a chilly purple haze. ‘Come, mon tresior,’ Anton grinned guiding the boy to his mount. ‘It was a great pleasure to meet you, Prince Quatre,’ he added stepping up onto the giant gelding. ‘I do hope we will meet again soon,’ he smiled offering Duo his hand. The boy hesitated only long enough to glance at Hiiro as Quatre finished the pleasantries of the goodbye before allowing him to pull him up into his lap instead of riding his own mount. ‘Good fortune to you,’ Anton grinned tying Duo’s horses reins for the return trip to his saddle horn before taking them out the gate a full gallop. ‘He’ll be back,’ Quatre said at Hiiro’s shoulder as he watched them go. ‘Would you like me to explain?’ he asked as the small group of servants broke up. ‘No,’ Hiiro replied peeling his eyes way from the settling dust. ‘Hiiro?’ Quatre called after him but the boy was apparently in no mood for idle chat and just kept walking leaving Quatre with no other recourse but to sigh heavily and shake his head.
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