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"Bottled Blue "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: NC 17 Warnings: AU/Fantasy, Angst, mild violence, mild
language, fluff, borderline NCS (more like reluctant surrender), non-graphic
lemons, my corky humor lol Unbeta'ed Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5+all Summary: When Duo discovers an ancient bottle
his life his irreversibly altered by the beautiful, blue genie that
resides within. AN: This was written some years ago in response
to a fic I read. I so enjoyed the character dynamic’s I couldn’t
resist borrowing the idea and writing a fic of my own using a variation
of the character profiles. The original fic was Blue Bottled Belly
Dancers... by clarysage ^_^ I liked it so much I wanted more so I
wrote this but that was uh... years before I ever thought to post
anything. I don't really remember how closely mine follows the original
but I hope it's entertaining. ^_^ Thanks everyone! "Bottled Blue " Ch 11 “Duo.” The longhaired boy turned and smiled at his friend as Irina gapped at him making him blush prettily. Hiiro smiled and took his hand pulling him closer to his side while the woman began to fuss over him. “By the Gods you’ll make an enemy of every female here in that,” she was saying as she fingered the strangely light and smooth material. “At least give him a veil,” she said moving to wrap one of her own many wispy veils around his face. “I am not a woman,” Duo chuckled pushing her insistent hands away. “My Lord has called a full court to dine tonight,” she told him fussing with her own multi layered garments. “Half of them are already obsessed with knowing more about you,” she told them. “You shouldn’t flaunt your prize so arrogantly,” she warned. “Can I help it if I want to show off my bride a little?” Hiiro smiled. “Bride?” Irina’s head snapped up. Duo smiled and showed her the ring on his left hand. She’d seen it many times before but had never known the significance of it. It seemed to warm her heart to know that Duo was more than just the Jinn’s lover and concubine. She smiled and fussed with his hair all the way to the Master’s tents where she then joined her peers in the line up of Taulh’s wives and playmates. She was the eldest and so kneeled before the assembly of chiffon and satin clad women. His two favorites at the moment, a young teen name Cay and another young girl with skin so dark it made him wonder if she had been born in Africa, sat at his feet, his right hand idly stroking Cay’s dark brown hair like a kitten. None of this appeared to bother Irina in the slightest. Duo knew she had been released from her duties in his bed as she grew older and lost his interest. Her kindness and wisdom as well as her ability to manage the rest of the girls had been the only things that gave her value. If anything, she was relieved in her station even if she did spend a good deal of time counseling the other girls. Duo fidgeted at the heavy weight of the eyes that turned to regard him as Hiiro led him through the assembly. He didn’t often see the higher brass of the troop as he and Hiiro lived in the lower commons and tended to keep to themselves. He moved closer to Hiiro’s side growing more uncomfortable with the stares and wished for the first time that he were wearing something a little less flashy. Azerah, Ataulh’s first captain, was a particular sore spot for him and even now leered with a drooling expression as he drank his great tankard of wine and stroked the ass of his very young consort whom he’d laid over his legs as if he were going to spank her. Duo really felt sorry for the other girls. There had been times when he hoped to help free them and managed to aid a few but in this world it was just the way things were done. Still, he made a mental note to find out what he could about this one and help her if he could. She was much too young to have to endure such a cruel life. “Ah, here he is!” Ataulh sang cheerfully indicating Duo whose eyes widened instantly as he stepped a little more behind his lovers massive form. Hiiro’s eyes narrowed on the other hand, his expression washing with curious concern. “You see!” Azerah piped up sloshing his wine all over his slaves back in his excitement. “He has grown even more beautiful,” he added pushing the girl off on the floor and stumbling around her. “So pay up,” he told the leader holding out an expectant hand. “I’ve yet to get a decent look at him,” Ataulh laughed slapping his hand away. The captain grunted unhappily and fell to the floor to sit beside his commander. “Well, come on,” he said waving a hand at Hiiro and Duo. “Let’s have a proper look!” he demanded. “You have a wager?” Hiiro asked bringing a dark shadow to Ataulh’s eyes. “Bring him,” the commander ordered firmly not bothering with an explanation. Duo could see the pain that lanced through his lover and knew it was due to his disobedience. “Its ok,” he told him moving to go around him but he ran into Hiiro’s impassable hand. “They just want to settle a bet,” the longhaired boy soothed stroking his arm. Hiiro’s large hand clamped down on Duo’s before leading him out into the center of the tent and standing close behind him while he was displayed. “Turn him,” Ataulh grinned making circles in the air with his finger to emphasize and Duo’s body tensed feeling the tension in his lover’s hand. “Truly, My Lord,” Duo smiled tucking Hiiro’s white knuckled fist behind his body. “I am nothing compared to the great beauty of your harem,” he said trying to lighten the mood a little. “I can see even from here that your face holds a certain fascination,” Ataulh laughed relaxing a little and drinking his wine. “However, my friend Azerah here insists none can compare. We would settle this matter here and now. Turn,” he commanded again. “I am only a skinny boy,” Duo laughed stepping away from his lover a little so he could lift his arms and turn around to show them. “You see? I have no soft, supple breasts,” he said sliding his hands down his chest to prove it. “No rounded hips or delicate waist line,” he told them turning to eye his own ass which he turned and hid again kind of quickly since he knew he really did have more curves and a better waist line that most of the woman. “Little of interest,” he chuckled. “Flat chest, manly arms and look,” he grinned comically gaining a general laugh from the room as he lifted his sandaled foot “Big feet,” he said turning the little murmur into a gloriously releasing laugh. “I...I grant you,” Ataulh laughed to his captain “He is the prettiest boy I have ever seen but ... alas... he is still a boy. You owe me forty rubbles,” he chuckled holding out his palm. “His being a boy doesn’t bother Hiiro,” Azerah grumbled pulling his purse, his eyes flashing momentarily to where Hiiro was protectively pulling Duo back against him. “It doesn’t appear to daunt the need in your lions either,” Ataulh laughed heartily accepting his winnings from the disgruntled captain. “Perhaps you should trade your young slave there for a male,” he suggested still laughing so hard he was red faced and watery eyed. “I would trade her for him,” Azerah replied grumpily. “Wh...what say you, Ala Hiiroalaadin?” Ataulh chuckled wiping his eyes as he pulled the dark skinned girl by his feet closer. “Have you grown tired of your boy?” he laughed lightly as Hiiro tucked Duo completely behind him. “It would appear not,” the commander chuckled merrily emptying his cup which was instantly refilled. “Come... eat,” the man commanded indicating the seats that had been left to accommodate Hiiro and his consort. “Tell us of your adventures in the forest to the east,” Ataulh laughed and Duo felt a good deal of the tension drain from Hiiro’s arm where he was clinging to it. They spent the evening telling what everyone believed to be elaborate fantasies about the spirits that lived in the forest. Duo kind of got a kick out of the fact that they were only simple retellings of things that had actually happened. Over the past year they often visited their friends in the glen. There had been endless hours of pure happiness spent rolling in the thick grasses. Wufei was really terribly good at hide and seek and Quatre often entertained them with the most delightful and erotic dances that often ended with Trowa chasing him off into the trees. There was music and laugher and the most mind blowing sex he’d every known tucked safely away in his memories of the forest. It had become his most favorite place in the whole world. As the night wore on and their stomachs were filled with good food and strong wine things relaxed a great deal. Azerah had already taken his favorite slave into the shadows more than once and currently had the young girl firmly planted between his legs, her slender hips captured just beneath his thighs as he laid her tiny body back over his stomach and openly stroked her small breasts. She appeared completely indifferent to this however, and it just broke Duo’s heart. Cay on the other hand had been given a liberal amount of the wine and was doing her best to entice her Master into loosing control. The dark skinned girl just tried to stay as unnoticeable as possible which wasn’t really all that hard with Cay writhing on the man’s lap. Most of the other dinner attendants had either passed out or returned to their own tents, some remained out of pure stubbornness because they didn’t want to be chided for being old men if they turned in too early. Duo had relaxed enough that he was lying comfortably along Hiiro’s side, the Jinn’s large arm cradling his slender form at the small of his back as he cuddled against his chest. His lovers impatience was beginning to show however, as his hand was getting dangerously close to squeezing his ass. Cay was keeping Ataulh busy and Azerah appeared preoccupied with his slave’s chest so Duo took the opportunity to slip his lips up beside Hiiro’s ear and whisper softly... “Do we have to stay?” He smiled inside and out when he felt the shiver run down Hiiro’s spine as he pulled him closer, his deep blue eyes slipping shut as his hand gave in and rounded the firm flesh of Duo’s finely sculpted ass. “I have not been dismissed,” he told him letting his mouth drop open in invitation as he hovered just a hairs breath away from Duo’s lips. The braided boy took no time to deliberate on the invitation sinking willingly into the offered affection, his breath slowly hissing inward as Hiiro’s hand once again closed on the bulbous flesh of his ass, his strong arm pulling the smaller boy’s slender form tightly against him, over top of him, Duo’s legs parting obediently to straddle Hiiro’s much larger thighs as he lifted his knees and created Duo’s favorite saddle. Ataulh slowed, his ears picking up on the oddest, most delicious little moan he’d ever heard in his life. He felt his groin tighten just from the sound of it and pushed his enthusiastic slave away to see where it was coming from. His eyes narrowed when they took in the sight of Duo straddling Hiiro’s hips, his slender body moving slowly as he kissed him so profoundly the man felt goose bumps rise along his spine just to watch. Hiiro’s large hands slid up and down the boy’s back cupping his ass, pulling him hard against his hips and drawing another of those sweet moans from the longhaired boy’s throat. “Breasts cannot compare,” Azerah said softly grinning smugly from his vantage point. Ataulh gazed at the pair for a long moment then suddenly cocked his head and dumped Cay on the floor. In two healthy strides he was standing over the pair and reaching out to extract the chestnut haired boy from his saddle but he found himself laying flat on his back when Hiiro’s hand slammed into his chest. He came up spiting profanities and glaring death at the Jinn. “How dare you strike me!” he yelled. Duo could already see the pain in Hiiro’s eyes for having confronted his Master. It looked excruciating but Hiiro refused to submit to it. “Kneel!” the man bellowed and Hiiro fell instantly to his knees. “It is only by my own generous heart that you have this boy!” the man ranted standing over the downed Jinn triumphantly. “I will have him for my own,” he grinned reaching for Duo again. “No.” Hiiro said softly and the man suddenly pulled his hand back as if shocked. Duo could see the grimace of pain behind the stoic mask on his lovers face. “It’s impossible anyway,” the braided boy said quickly draping an arm over Hiiro’s shoulders. “What?” Ataulh snapped angrily but warily stood away. “There are spells on me,” Duo explained hoping to reason with him. “Enchantments that make it impossible for anyone other than Hiiro to touch me.” “Have them removed,” Azerah interjected seeming very amused. “Remove them,” Ataulh demanded. “No.” Hiiro replied again grimacing in pain. “I would have him!” his Master snarled. “I would die first!” Hiiro snapped back, his blue eyes flashing with sapphire flames as he turned them defiantly up to glare at him. Ataulh seemed to realize he’d pushed the wrong buttons and looked around uncertainly at the men watching them. His biggest fear realized in the defiance of his Jinn slave. Duo’s blood thinned and turned to ice when the man’s eyes went totally pale and he smiled evilly. “If I cannot have him,” he said in a cool tone that sent a shiver down Duo’s spine. “Then no one shall,” he said arrogantly crossing his arms as he looked down on the anguishing form of the Blue Jinn and commanded. “Kill him.” Duo’s heart stopped when Hiiro suddenly cried out and fell to the floor in convulsions. “What did you do!?” he snarled checking his lovers eyes to find them rolled back in his head, his teeth clenched tightly and his body strung tight as he fought against the order. “He cannot disobey” the man laughed. “You’ll loose him!” Duo warned angrily. “He’ll die before he hurts me!” “I have no use for a Jinn that will not obey,” Ataulh spat. “Please!” Duo cried as the desperation inside him pushed his eyes to shed tears of frustration and fear as he cradled his convulsive lover to his chest. “Please,” he said again as it all began to fade away until he could see nothing but Hiiro’s pain lanced face. “Don’t die,” he begged. “You can’t leave me here alone,” he told him aware that his voice was cracking under the weight of his sobbing but he couldn’t bring himself to care. “I love you,” he told him kissing his dampened cheek. “Take me with you,” he pleaded rocking him gently. “You’re a part of me, Hiiro... I can’t live without a heart,” he reasoned kissing him again but this time he felt the warmest sensation when he did so and suddenly Hiiro’s voice resounded inside his head as his strong arms wrapped firmly around him. “We are of one mind,” the Jinn told him sinking deeper into the kiss and Duo could feel his very thoughts melding and merging with those of his lover. “One heart,” echoed through his mind and he knew it to be his own as well as Hiiro’s. He could feel their bodies slowly melding together as they had so many times before only now the skin that had so stubbornly come between them yielded to allow them to merge into one, singular entity. Duo could feel the excruciating pain his lover had endured due to his disobedience and the love that encompassed his entire soul and he knew in that instant Hiiro felt the exact same way for him as he did for his lover. He smiled contentedly feeling Hiiro smiling as well as the bright light that surrounded them intensified and came to claim them. He was not afraid of death. Not as long as Hiiro was with him. Whatever happened, they’d face it… together. * It was warm. And it smelled like… dryer sheets? When he opened his eyes he realized instantly that he was back in his hotel room in RiYoudh and bolted upright, his eyes searching frantically for the little blue bottle that should have rested on the end table but it wasn’t there. Instead he stared into the blue/gray eyes of a cat. A large cat he’d seen sprout wings once upon a time and briefly caught a glimpse of just before his grand adventure began. “Where is he?” he asked feeling a little breathless as he tumbled out of bed but the cat only stared at him as if he’d lost his mind. “Where is he?” he repeated a little more desperately beginning his search of the room. “Where’s the bottle?” he growled as he turned the room inside out but he didn’t find anything and ended up slumping down into the overstuffed chair racking his brain to try and figure out what had happened. It was impossible though. The last thing he remembered was being blissfully joined with Hiiro and that blinding white light. “Damn it!” he cursed kicking the closest thing to his foot which turned out to be an empty fast food box that bounded off the door just as it opened. His heart and mouth fell instantly when he looked into the surprised and annoyed face of Hiiro. He was smaller, Duo’s size again and he wore jeans and a tank top but it was Hiiro and Duo couldn’t get his arms around him fast enough. Hiiro gaffed as he was kissed profoundly, the bag of donuts and coffee in his hands falling limply to the floor as the heat over took him and he picked Duo up off the floor moving him quickly back toward the bed and depositing him on it. “You’re too small,” the longhaired boy chuckled as his lover ripped at his buttons and instantly he grew to a much more familiar size, his massive presence promising Duo the satisfaction of being completely engulfed and utterly filled with his presence body and soul. It was almost like the first time they’d ever made love. Hiiro was so intense in his efforts it took a very long time and several culminations for him to realize that this wasn’t the Hiiro he had laid with that morning. It was the Hiiro of the twentieth century which meant he hadn’t lain with Duo for over a thousand years. No wonder he’d been so adamant about attacking him when he came out of the bottle! “What?” Hiiro inquired when his lover chuckled for no good reason. “Hey,” Duo said suddenly remembering “What happened to us anyway?” he asked. “The last thing I remember was being with you,” he smiled running his fingers down the adoring face of the Blue Jinn. “You saved me,” his lover told him smiling softly as he kissed him again. “Ok,” Duo chuckled. “But how? And how did you get in that spring? Did you get dropped there when Ataulh finally died of bed rot or something?” “Ataulh’s reign ended the moment you gave yourself over to me,” Hiiro told him but he didn’t look enlightened. “You broke the curse,” he went on. “Humans cannot be bound to bottles,” he tried again at Duo’s clueless expression but it still didn’t fade. “But... you’re not human,” Duo reasoned still trying to put it all together. “Neither are you,” Hiiro chuckled kissing his jaw but Duo pushed him back in shock. “Not entirely,” his lover amended. “As I am no longer entirely Jinn.” “You mean we really did merge?” the longhaired boy asked gaining a small chuckle and a nod from his larger than life lover. “Wow… so... does that mean I can like... do magic now?” he asked sounding utterly awestricken. “Mm,” Hiiro confirmed but he seemed much more impressed with Duo’s delicate throat than his ability to conjure things. “How?” Duo asked completely at a loss as to how he was supposed to turn air into anything but carbon dioxide. “How what?” Hiiro inquired moving over top of him again. “How do I do it?” the longhaired boy huffed impatiently. “Well,” the Jinn said pushing himself between his thighs. “First you spread your legs…” “Letch,” Duo chuckled giving in and following his instructions but he didn’t move to take advantage of his compliance choosing to lie quietly between his legs and kiss his stomach. “Just will it,” Hiiro told him simply. Duo considered this for a moment before holding out his hand and smiling as a ripened fruit appeared in his palm. It was from the tree that stood in the glen in the forest where he’d first met Trowa and Quatre and gave him a sense of home. He didn’t get long to reminisce however, as Hiiro reached over and bit into it bringing it to lay on Duo’s stomach without taking his arms from around his hips where he began to munch on it making Duo giggle and coating his firm tummy with bits of fruit and a sticky puddle of its thick, sweet juice. The longhaired boy smiled happily watching as the cat jumped up and began lapping at the sweet nectar. Hiiro moved aside and allowed it to share in his treat and Duo’s brow creased as he watched. “Hey,” he said curiously “What’s with the cat anyway?” he asked. “I saw him by the well when you first captured me but he never showed up again after that.” “He has his own way,” Hiiro told him letting the feline lick his chin clean. “I’m not so sure I like that,” Duo grumbled. “I barely knew him then,” the Jinn explained moving to a more comfortable position so he could clean Duo’s sticky stomach. “He’s kept me company over the years,” he smiled working around the cats lapping tongue. “I think he likes you,” he said laughing at the way Duo was squirming. “It must have been lonely inside that bottle for all those years,” Duo sighed. “Actually,” Hiiro smiled propping his head on one hand beside him. “When you freed me the bottle became nothing more than a vessel,” he told him. “It was Sere’s idea for me to wait and let you believe I was still bound to it,” he said scratching the cat which Duo now realized was named Sere, behind the ear. “Then… why didn’t you grow old?” Duo wondered. “Because…” a brightly lilting tone sang happily jolting Duo’s heart as if he’d been hit by lightening. “He is no longer...” “...Jinn!” the Quatre’s laughed popping and crackling in the air here and there like renegade sun beams lost in the shadows of the room. “You are both… “…like us now.” “Quatre!” Duo gasped bolting up right as there was a soft tapping on the door and it cracked open. “Can I come in now?” Trowa’s bright green eyes glistened as he entered. “No,” the blonds sang in unison. “You’ve made your grand entrance,” the satyr scoffed waving him off. “Hello, Duo,” he smiled and Duo realized they hadn’t seen him in a very long time as well. The warmth of the friendship in his emerald eyes brought a tear to Duo’s as he returned the greeting. The exchange clearly irritated the blonds and one of them stomped his cute little foot folding his arms and turning his petite little nose up in the air which got him tackled and captured by the happily growling goat boy as he pinned the squirming boy to the floor. “NO..!” “...FAIR!” the blonds echoed laughing hysterically as the one squirmed and the other pulled at Trowa’s hair in an attempt to free him which only served to get him captured as well. Things were just starting to quiet down as Trowa got down to some more serious business when the phone in the drawer of the end table rang. Duo laughed as he extracted himself from the bed and dragged one of the sheets with him to hide his nakedness as he went to answer it. He was already opening the drawer when he realized he didn’t need the sheet and happily willed himself a pair of high grade black jeans and a t-shirt. Smiling to himself he opened the drawer and picked up the receiver. “Helloooeeeeyyyy! Damn it, Hiiro!” he groused as the jeans shimmered and changed into a heavy, flowing skirt but his lover looked completely nonplused. “Duo? What in the hell’s going on? I’ve been trying to call you for two days!” “How long?” the braided boy mouthed at his lover who held up two fingers to indicate the length of his absence. Duo gapped in amazement. It had been almost a year on the other side. “Sorry about that boss,” he said scratching the back of his head as he examined his new skirt. “You’re going to be! We found a new assignment for you. There’s something going on with the goats in Ha il. They think they might be diseased or something. I want you to go check it out.” “Umm,” Duo hummed turning a suspicious eye on the emerald eyed satyr that was doing his best to turn his puddle of light into a puddle of groaning goo. “Listen,” he said making a decision. “Get Pierceson to cover it. I think I’m going to try a new medium,” he smiled. “What!? You can’t just...” “How would you feel about some fantasy novels?” Duo asked listening to the silence on the other end grow longer. “Fantasy?” “Yeah,” Duo smiled gazing around at the room full of fanciful creatures. Hell, he was one himself now. “Hmm. We could do a column. One story a week.” “A month,” Duo bartered. “Bi weekly. We’ll call it ...” “Tales of the Jinn,” Duo supplied absently waving his skirt in the air. “A Jinn’s tale?” “No,” the longhaired boy chuckled as the action of the material caught Hiiro’s eye and he slithered off the bed like a lizard in heat. “I’ll... send you something... to look at... HA!” he chirped as his lover slipped under the folds and knocked him back into the poof that had sprung to life behind him. “Duo?” “Oh, yeah,” Duo giggled watching Hiiro’s head pop out of the waist band of his skirt as he moved up towards his mouth and effectively crawled right inside his clothes. “Tell Dorothy thanks,” he said dropping the phone back in the drawer as he accepted the sweet mastery of his lovers intoxicating kiss. owari :) Authors note: I feel like I may have been a little vague
on the action that finally freed Hiiro so I'll elaborate. The reason
Hiiro refused to tell Duo how to free him was because the only way
it could be accomplished was for Duo to willingly sacrifice himself
for Hiiro. So when Duo chose to follow him in death Hiiro was instantly
freed and Duo was returned to the present which was how the spell
that sent him into the past worked in the first place. ^_^ I hope
everyone enjoyed the story! *snugs*
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