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"The Bulwark Contingency"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, Fluff, angst, sap…again,
TONS of sap! I can’t even convey the sappiness contained herein… you
might want waders O.o gloves at the very least. Mention of lemon Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5+2+ or … something… maybe
a little 5-1? rofl! Summary: Disturbing dreams lead a restless warrior on the adventure of a lifetime. Beta’ed by Mechante Fille ^-^ Art links: http://usera.imagecave.com/t-shirt/fanart/d_sketch_elf.jpg http://usera.imagecave.com/t-shirt/fanart/h_sketch_6_cg_mergjrevis.jpg
"The Bulwark Contingency"
Ch 5 Though the road turned bad and their way was barred by the murky mire most accepted as a byproduct the live volcano Mt. Sirust they continued steadily into the depths of the valley. The nauseous fumes usually made anyone traveling this way think twice about descending the slopes but Quatre appeared unimpressed by the valley’s natural defenses as he led them deeper still; past the rocky crags and into the heart of the mountain. Soon the barren terrain shifted, the light returned and a gentle breeze swept the dense, foul smelling fog away to reveal a lush garden spread out before them. “Elision,” Duo breathed reverently as they passed into the garden. Hiiro shifted uneasily, his hand quietly drawing his sword as he felt their enemy’s presence long before they attacked. It was clear very quickly that the first attack had been a recon assault to judge the skill of the enemy as the men they now faced displayed a superior fighting skill that taxed the warrior as their numbers increased. It wasn’t long before Duo, Wufei and Hiiro were out numbered and flailing for victory, their reluctance to kill Quatre’s honor guard giving them a disadvantage that was quickly loosing the battle until Trowa and Quatre joined in. The presence of the blond dampened the spirits of the Maguanac’s as none of them seemed to have the heart to truly fight against him. Hiiro’s mind clouded with memories that were not entirely his own. Visions of the young blond cutting down his foes in the garden in his dreams overlapping the reality of seeing it happen in real time. Quatre disabled one after another leaving his friends lying helpless on the ground as he made his way closer to the fountain that sprang from the Earth in the center of the garden. The Life Spring. The center of all creation and what the people of Earth believed to be the doorway to the afterlife. To drink from the spring might bring good health and long life, or it might drain it away depending upon the will of the Gods. Hiiro suddenly understood why they had come when he saw Quatre take down the last man barring his path to the spring. “Quatre!” he called causing the blond to pause and glance back at him, Trowa suddenly appearing by his side as they prepared to race for the spring but their way was suddenly barred by the mammoth form of the man Hiiro had seen as the final obstacle in the dreams. “He will not die here!” the big man roared in a voice as deep as the sea. “Stand down, Rashid!” Quatre shouted. “You know I can’t do that,” Rashid replied determinedly. Quatre was prepared to say more but never got the chance as Trowa launched an attack, his blow rocking the huge man but inadequate to take him down. Hiiro watched in horror as Rashid landed a brutal blow to the tall elf’s head, the sickening sound of cracking bone resounding in the air as blood burst from his face as Hiiro’s feet carried him forward too late to save the slender elf from hitting the ground. “TROWA!” Quatre roared, his fists clenched tightly as his entire form shook with rage. After the blow landed separating Rashid from his conscious mind Quatre’s feet turned so quickly toward Trowa’s fallen form he didn’t notice Hiiro walking toward the spring until Duo cried out. “Hiiro! Don’t!” The warrior paused only long enough to offer his lover a sorrowful glance before stepping into the spring. “HIIRO!” But Duo was too late to save him and Wufei was there to hold him tight before he could join him in the spray. The longhaired elf wept as Hiiro turned to smile sadly, his sword falling to the ground as the darkness began to overtake him. “I’m sorry,” he told the beautiful elf. “But I gave my word to protect him.” “And what about me!” Duo cried angrily. “What of the promises you made to me!?!” “I will love you,” Hiiro repeated his vow. “Always.” “You’ll be dead!” Duo snapped lunging for him but the Chinese boy held him back. “Death will not change the feeling in my heart,” Hiiro smiled then repeated. “I will love you… always.” “Hiiro,” the elf sobbed clinging to his changeling friend but his tears slowed instantly when the darkness that had been enveloping his lover began to recede. “Hiiro!?” he gasped pushing Wufei aside to step closer. Hiiro stood quietly clearly uncertain about what was happening as his eyes turned to where Quatre was helping the injured Trowa to his feet. “Step away,” the blond told him waiting until Hiiro had stepped out of the water to inform him, “You have fulfilled your promise.” “I don’t understand,” the warrior replied. “We are alive,” Quatre smiled. “And the demon is satisfied,” Wufei added smugly. “The contract?” Hiiro inquired. “You would have given your life willingly to spare us,” Trowa explained. “A willing sacrifice,” Quatre added tucking under his lover’s arm. “But it didn’t take me,” the warrior reasoned looking back at the fountain. “Maybe you’re not his type,” Duo smiled going to his side. Hiiro accepted him fluently openly kissing him warmly as he melted into his arms. “Look,” Wufei interrupted ignoring the roll of Duo’s eyes when he reached in between them. “Fei,” the elf groaned impatiently. “Shut up and look,” the Chinese boy grumbled pulling Duo’s cross from beneath Hiiro’s shirt. “You were wearing it?” Duo smiled. “It’s all I had,” Hiiro confessed. “Wear it always,” Quatre advised going to where Rashid was getting dazedly to his feet. “Its enchantment will grant you many years of happiness.” “How many years?” Duo asked watching them slowly walk away but Quatre did nothing more but grin over his shoulder at him. “Hey!” the elf repeated. “How many years!?” “Duo,” Hiiro laughed. “What in the hell was that supposed to mean?” “I think it means you’re lover boy might be around for a while,” Wufei chuckled, the sound seamlessly turning into a low growl as he slipped into tiger form. “And you’re ok with that?” Hiiro grinned. “It was your absence I protested from the start,” Wufei reminded him. “I see nothing about your continued presence that will make him unhappy,” he smiled and Duo grinned bright as the sun and kissed Hiiro’s cheek so hard the warrior almost lost his footing. “Where did they go?” Hiiro wondered noticing that Quatre, Trowa and all of the Maguanac’s had vanished. “Quatre will return to his home for a time,” Duo explained. “He has been away too long.” “What will they do?” the warrior wondered. “How will Trowa cope now?” “Quatre is no ordinary human,” Duo smiled. “He is, as of now, well over two hundred years old.” “Then why…?” Hiiro exclaimed. “Because it was his duty,” the elf explained. “And Trowa could not live without him.” “You would have followed me,” the warrior smiled nuzzling Duo’s cheek. “To hell and back,” the elf smiled shifting to make his mouth unavoidable. “I believe you were better company before sacrificing your virtue to this man,” Wufei sighed shifting again. “I sacrificed nothing,” Duo countered. “Whatever,” Wufei gnarled through five inch fangs. “Just get on before I end up with a cavity.” Duo laughed allowing the great, black dragon to help him and his lover aboard. “You know, if you had chosen a blue there were be space to sleep up here,” the elf commented settling himself in front of Hiiro on Wufei’s neck. “I think not,” the dragon growled flapping its huge, leather wings as they rose into the air. “No way you two are mating on my back.” “Mating?” Hiiro snorted. “Think of it!” Duo grinned. “The wind and the sky…” “No!” Wufei snapped rising higher. “Just how wide is a blue’s back?” Hiiro smirked. “Forget it,” Wufei grumbled. “As wide as a man’s bunk,” Duo smiled. “With ridges on either side of the spine. Most convenient.” “I said noooo,” the dragon sang. “Sounds like it would make this sort of thing much easier,” Hiiro commented and Wufei suddenly tumbled to the left when Duo groaned. “What are you doing up there!?” the dragon snapped while the two roared with laugher. “Nothing,” Duo chortled. “Yet,” Hiiro added. “We’ll see what mischief you can create on the back of a sparrow!” “Don’t stop,” the elf sighed. “Duo?” Wufei gasped but was answered only by the sound of Duo softly calling Hiiro’s name. “Duo! Don’t you dare! I mean it! I’ll dump you both in the river!” “Nnn….” “Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy watching us before,” Hiiro spoke softly as the elf’s soft groaning tantalized the air. “You’re mating habits are interesting at best,” the dragon sniffed but his head turned slightly when Duo suddenly gasped. “This would be much easier with more room,” Hiiro commented as he nibbled as Duo’s neck and ear. Wufei sighed going so far as to spit small flames out of his nose before grousing under his breath, “This could get very weird,” as his wings slowly bled from black to blue. owari :)
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