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"Duo's Demons"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/Action/Adventure, Angst, fluff, non-graphic
lemon, ssssssap, yuckables ^-^ Pairings: Eventual 1x2, 3x4, background 1x5, attempted
2xOC but Duo isn’t having much luck getting laid *snicker* go figure Summary: An ancient Demon Lord is intrigued by
a child that one of his favored few finds after his family had been
annihilated by others of their kind. The Demon decides to keep the
child as his presence brings some relief from the overwhelming boredom
of his infinite reign. However, things change after a time in which
the amusing child grows into a devastatingly beautiful young man.
"Duo's Demons"
Ch 3 There is something highly erotic about the hula. Maybe it’s the line of scantily clad young women or perhaps the graceful movements of the dance. Of course, it could’ve been those tantalizing little hip gyrations that kept drawing Duo’s gaze. Whatever the case may have been he was suddenly glad things hadn’t worked out with Lindsey since half the company was giving him the eye. Damn nice pickin’s too. Especially the little brunette down near the end. Hoo ah! The company which Hilde had been a member of since she was about eight years old had been employed to perform at an upcoming luau in honor of their illustrious school's benefactor; Colonel Treize Khushrenada of the Seventh Infantry division of the Alliance Military Corps. A very impressive man with a very impressive position and an equally impressive visage that provided most of the funding to their less than impressive, little school. No one really saw much of the man unless there was to be an inspection of the grounds and their projects which was why he was gracing them with his presence that coming weekend. As long as Duo’s surrogate family didn’t mess things up that is. His heart sank into the pit of his stomach as the entire line of girls suddenly went down in a heap of tangled limps and startled shrieks for no apparent reason at all. ‘Trowa!’ Duo growled under his breath. ‘What?’ Solo replied, laughing his ass off at the jumble of girls as he set his bongo drums aside. He and Duo had been enlisted to help play since they were short of drummers. ‘Nothing,’ the braided boy sighed, watching as he went to help untangle Hilde from the mess. His preparations for severe depression were interrupted however, by the sudden appearance of goose bumps along his spine. ‘Hello, Duo,’ Trowa’s slip of a voice sounded softly in his ear but when he turned there was nothing tangible to prove the imp had ever been behind him. ‘What’dyu want!’ the braided boy hissed heatedly shifting his eyes back to the pile of girls. ‘Ssssssssssilly aren’t they?’ the imp breathed in his ear sending a shiver down his already prickling spine. ‘What the hell’s Hiiro up to?’ Duo asked while he had the chance doing his best to ignore the playful elf’s teasing. ‘Who knows,’ the imp sighed blinking into existence beside him. Duo immediately put a hand on his hip and shoved him down onto the stage as he’d been floating in a horizontal position when he faded in. ‘It’s very amusing though don’t you think?’ he laughed lightly raising a brow, his emerald eyes dancing merrily in the fire light and suddenly several of the girls that had managed to get up fell back down again. ‘Stop it!’ Duo growled. ‘Pooh,’ the imp puffed and was gone. Duo sat very still, waiting, watching, but nothing came. He was just starting to relax and let his attention fall back onto the milling clump of girls when he felt a nibbling at his ear as if a hungry mouse had mistaken it for a piece of tasty cheese and jerked away. He instinctively covered the side of his head protectively as he gazed into disembodied emerald orbs that seemed to laugh along with the eerie giggling that invaded his mind just before the imp hissed, ‘Night has come,’ and vanished. ‘Shit,’ Duo breathed looking around wildly from one shadow to another. He’d completely let it slip his mind. If Hiiro had given Trowa and Quatre free rein over the day that meant the night belonged to… ‘Pretty.’ ‘Gah!’ Duo gasped jumping half out of his skin. ‘Will you please not do that shit!?’ he growled holding his thundering heart as the shadow demon drew the bits and pieces of himself from the corners and crevices to solidify beside him. ‘Where’s the fun in that?’ Wufei grinned toothily. ‘Damn it,’ Duo sighed still trying to get his pulse under control. ‘You guys are gonna give me a damn heart attack,’ he grumbled. ‘I thought I was supposed to be learning how the other half lives,’ he added grumpily. ‘What’s with you guy’s coming to classes with me now?’ ‘It is the Great Lord's will,’ the shadow demon stated simply, grinning at a particularly klutzy girl that still hadn’t gotten her feet under herself properly. ‘That’s great,’ Duo sighed. ‘Just great. Anything at all to amuse his Lordship,’ he groused. ‘That is your great honor,’ Wufei readily agreed. ‘Why can’t he just leave me the hell alone?’ Duo knew his mistake the moment the words left his mouth as the air around him suddenly became thick and hard to breathe. Darkness settled in his heart filling him with such an all consuming despair he just wanted to die right then and there, but his terror would not allow him the freedom to even do himself harm as he stared blankly into the enraged onyx eyes of the shadow demon. ‘Your life is but the blink of an eye to My Lord,’ the dark creature spoke, the sound gravely and distant yet so close it brushed the very fibers of Duo’s soul. ‘Never forget the blessed gift that has been given you.’ Duo reached down into the depths of himself for the strength to speak the words he had wanted to say for so very long and for the first time ever managed to find them. ‘It’s my life.’ ‘Impudent fool,’ Wufei grinned as his black eyes began to boil, a red circle appearing around the outside of the black iris’ as an otherworldly wind stirred around them. He wanted to run, he wanted to scream, but he found himself either unable or unwilling to do so which appeared to amuse the demon very much. ‘You have chosen,’ he smiled and Duo suddenly erupted in flames. In an instant the inferno blazed and dissipated only to reappear and engulf Wufei forcing him to scatter his substance to the four corners of the world or be burned alive, and in a flash he and his fire were gone. ‘Duo?’ Solo called having seen the flash. ‘You ok?’ Duo forced himself to nod, not wanting his friend to come over and find him hyperventilating and sweating like a pig before a luau. What in the hell had just happened? His answer came to him born on a the steady gaze of a pair of twilight blue eyes when he caught site of Hiiro standing on the other side of the gathering, his bronze skin glowing warmly in the firelight and making the small smile on his face appear almost... warm. Ok, so Hiiro had saved him, he did that all the time, but what had happened? Had he actually just openly defied a demigod? Oh, man, this could be a reeeeally bad thing. He dropped his gaze for a moment to gather what was left of his composure back together and when he looked back up Hiiro was gone. Shit. So… where the hell was Wufei? Maybe it was time to go join the others. Yeah, that’s what he’d do, so he stood, willing himself not to glance at the shadows and walked into the crowd. Hiiro watched him go from his perch atop a tall palm nearby. The strange yearning in his chest sparking long forgotten memories of a time not so long ago when his young ward was less than impressed by his demon guardians. A time when ignorance and the steely stubbornness of a two year old child over ruled any fear he may have felt for them. He found himself smiling at the image of Trowa’s terrified face when he’d found him trying to figure out how to snip off one of the child’s tiny toes without making him cry. ** ‘What in all Hell do you think you’re doing!?’ Quatre snarled advancing on the flustered imp as he did his best to hide the bound and gagged child behind his slender form. ‘Nothin.’ ‘Give him back!’ ‘We were just playing,’ the imp grumbled turning to untie the wriggling child. ‘And what is this for then?’ Quatre snapped, snatching up the large pair of hoof snips laying on the stone beside the toddler. ‘Protection,’ the imp grinned. ‘From a two year old?!’ the sprite snarled, suddenly embedding the blade in the elf’s right shoulder and sending several intense light beams at him that had him crackling and sizzling as he yelped and danced to dodge them; then with a sudden poof, he was gone. ‘And stay away!’ the blond shouted to the empty air, his animosity disappearing completely at the sound of the child’s delicate laugher. ‘I only wanted a bite,’ the imp grinned, fading back into sight and hovering in a horizontal position with his head propped up on one hand. ‘You can’t eat him!’ ‘I wasn’t going eat him! Ow! Willful sprite!’ ‘Glutinous imp!’ *giggle* The pair stopped again, both smiling at the child as he laughed heartily at their insanity, but nothing could have prepared them for the moment when Hiiro’s omnipotent chuckle rolled through the sky like a peal of joyous thunder. They had heard him laugh before, eons ago, but it had never sounded quiet like that. This carried with it no malice, no purpose or intent other than to express the pure amusement of the Demon Lord, and none of them had ever heard anything quite like it before. Soon Quatre and Trowa were laughing right along with him then slowly the sound began to soften until it was nothing more than a gentle chuckle as the Great Lord picked up the child and carried him off into the land. ‘What the hell was that?’ Quatre mused out loud. ‘I don’t know, but it felt damn good,’ the imp grinned. ‘Shall we try it again?’ Trowa looked thoughtful for a moment then burst out laughing as Quatre just stood there looking dumbfounded by his actions until he suddenly stopped. ‘It’s not the same,’ he informed him casually. ‘Too bad,’ the sprite sighed. ‘It felt nice.’ ‘I can make you feel nice,’ Trowa purred floating past his ear. ‘You tried to eat the baby,’ the blond grumbled, but he didn’t pull away from the green eyed imp's caressing lips. ‘Just a bite,’ the imp said softly nibbling his luminous ear. ‘Ah... Trowa.’ ‘Mmmm,’ the elf growled, pushing the slight blond back against the stone where the child had lain moments before. Hiiro chuckled again before moving off from where he’d been watching the pair, only this time the sound bore no resemblance to the one before as he sent two lesser demons from under a nearby rock to summon both the child’s caretaker and the elegant shadow demon that so he knew would so adequately satisfy his needs. ** Duo smiled shyly as he helped that cute brunette that had caught his eye straighten her grass skirt. The presence of his demon kin was all but forgotten as his mind conjured up a viable reason to ask the girl for an evening of her time when a shiver suddenly ran down his spine that had nothing to do with the curvy figure before him. ‘Duo?’ the girl, one Lea by name, inquired, curiously blushing softly as a giggle rose in her throat, but the braided boy was distracted and staring up at the top of a thick palm in the yard. ‘What is it?’ she inquired, looking also but her big brown eyes saw nothing but fronds swaying in the breeze and the star filled night sky. ‘Nothing,’ the longhaired boy replied knowing his demonic advocate would not allow her eyes to see what his own clearly observed. He was once again taken by the impossible beauty of the dark angel. It never ceased to amaze him how utterly perfect he was in every last detail, from his thick, rich, chocolate brown hair right down to those funny yellow sneakers he wore. He wondered briefly what his true form might be like, the others had teased him about it so many times, but no one had ever let on what the truth might be. He knew it was large, much larger than a human and that his skin was actually crimson. Quatre had let that one slip once when he was about eight, but other than that he had only his imagination to go by. Secretly he thought no matter what, he must be a glorious being. ‘We’re going over to Lila’s for an ice cream after practice,’ Lea smiled, bringing him back to the present. ‘Want to come?’ ‘Umm, yeah,’ Duo smiled, glancing once more back at the Demon Lord before following the hula girl inside the small dojo style dance studio. He had such a good time with her that night just hanging out with Solo and Hilde that he still had a grin on his face the next morning. It quickly slipped away when he was forced to deal with the reality that his ethereal family had enrolled in his school. ‘Hey, there’s your friends,’ Hilde said pointing out the three boys down the hall where Trowa was trying to light peoples clothes on fire with a cigarette lighter as they passed while Quatre giggled, but most of the alumni were giving Hiiro a very wide birth so they weren’t having much luck. ‘Shit,’ Duo sighed under his breath. ‘Hey, Duo!’ Trowa cheered bounding over to dance about the longhaired youth. ‘Come on! Where’s your skirt man?!’ he teased mimicking some of the hula moves of the girls the night before. ‘Aloha oi! Aloha oi!’ Quatre sang giggling madly as he joined in, his slender hips shimmying back and forth as he waved his arms about and the other students decided to take an entirely different path to class. ‘Behave!’ Duo hissed, wishing he could just sink into the aged wooden floor boards. ‘Come on!’ Trowa chirped gleefully. ‘Put a little fire under your ass!’ he laughed striking the lighter at the tip of Duo’s long braid which promptly exploded in his hand. ‘Trowa!’ Quatre yelped, going to his lover’s side to assess the damage as the imp was holding it protectively to his chest while Hiiro smirked and Hilde just about had a coronary. ‘Oh, my god! Oh my god!’ the girl panted over and over, cupping her hands to her mouth. ‘That’s your right hand you wretched minx!’ the blond growled prying at his hand. ‘Why don’t you think before you do stupid…’ his words paused as the imp's wicked green eyes sparkled brightly and he slowly revealed his unscathed hand. ‘Fiend!’ Quatre sneered smacking him all over his thin body and head with as many brutal blows as he could possibly land as the taller boy cackled and backed away, shielding his face with his arms. ‘Is he... is he alright?’ Hilde breathed. ‘Can’t you control them!?’ Duo growled under his breath, but Hiiro just smiled as the two continued to make a ruckus. ‘Shit.’ ‘What’s your first class?’ Solo interjected, eyeing the still wrestling pair warily. ‘Mechanical Engineering,’ Hiiro replied evenly. ‘That’s with us,’ Hilde tried on a smile but it didn’t seem to want to stick around as Duo groaned. ‘Umm, what are they doing?’ Solo asked looking as if he’d just caught sight of a three headed catfish as Trowa slammed the smaller blond up against the wall beside one of the screenless, painless windows that lined the hall and kissed him hard. ‘Shit!’ Duo barked darting over to try and separate the pair. ‘You can’t do that here!’ he hissed while Trowa giggled at his continuous failures to pry them apart as he just couldn’t seem to get a grip on them for some reason. ‘Damn it! Hiiro!’ ‘Hold.’ The pair instantly obeyed the one word command though they were both still chuckling and eyeing each other mischievously. ‘Why can’t you just go home!?’ Duo snapped, turning on his heel and marching off into Howard’s classroom leaving his friends and his surrogate family in the hall together. Hilde smiled weakly then bounded after him as fast as her feet would carry her, whereas Solo moved much slower so he could keep one eye on the odd trio at all times. Duo managed to completely ignore the demons for the first half of class, though most of the rest of the students were very interested to learn how Trowa had managed to build a fully functional six inch robot in less than half an hour. If Howard thought it strange that Hiiro did nothing but sit in his chair stone still and stare unblinkingly at Duo, he had nothing to say about it. Quatre’s need to sit in the window sill playing with a sunbeam in the palm of his hand appeared to go unnoticed to anyone but Duo as well. Well, perhaps not as much unnoticed as unremarkable. It wasn’t until Trowa’s little robot suddenly lifted its arms and pelted the crowding students with sticky wet balls of purple goo that Duo was forced to acknowledge their presence. Howard actually thought it was pretty creative and commended him once the imp regained control of his hysterical laugher. Even Duo had to admit that one was pretty funny, but he didn’t dare even think about what the three might do as time wore on. That day there was another of his favorite classes, but he couldn’t really work himself up to being excited about it since he knew the terrible trio would be enrolled. They’d been in all of his classes so far so there was no reason to think they wouldn’t accompany him to art as well. He only got to go to this class twice a week as an elective and he wasn’t thrilled that Hiiro would be getting a first hand look at his work. He managed to keep his canvas turned away from them, especially Hiiro, the cover draped over it still in place save for the small corner he was currently working on until he suddenly felt the heady presence of the Demon Lord not two inches from the back of his neck. He froze, his heart slamming into his dry throat as every muscle in his body seized and he began to labor for breath. ‘Show me,’ Hiiro commanded, the heavy intent of his words wafting along the raw center of Duo’s being like the acrid breath smoldering against the sensitized skin of his neck. His hand trembled as he moved to obey, there was just no disobeying that tone, he’d never once in his entire life even thought of defying his sacramental will, but he couldn’t deny that he desperately didn’t want him seeing this particular painting and found his own will commanding his refusal. ‘I... don’t want to,’ he breathed shakily. The rest of the class seemed to fade further away as if a heavy veil had descended between them and the other students making it hard to see anything but the painting and Hiiro’s sublime visage in Duo’s peripheral view. The blood shot through his veins suddenly as he gasped for breath when the Demon Lord's hand slowly crept up the back of his shirt, his fingertips brushing along his skin sending waves of rippling pleasure throughout his body making his head spin and his knees weak and all he could care about anymore was praying that the feeling would never, ever stop as the Great Demon Lord leaned close to his ear and softly begged, “Please?’ The cloth dropped instantly, but Duo didn’t really see the canvas. Hiiro did however, and his blue eyes crackled with indigo lightening as a true smile graced his beatific lips. Before him was his very own likeness, his humanoid likeness standing amid the stony landscape of his own realm, only he was much larger than he really was in his human form. The painting depicted him more the size of his true form standing at least twenty five feet tall, but what truly made his sapphire eyes dance was the fact that his skin was a brilliant crimson tainted here and there with ebony black, a pair of huge, red leather wings protruding from his shoulder blades as he surveyed his domain, a multitude of lesser demons scampering around his feet. Duo gasped again, a small whimpering sound as the Demon Lord slowly curled his fingers, raking his hard nails down the boy’s tender flesh, firmly leaving little red trails in their wake that fairly sang with indecent delight. ‘Duo?... Is everything alright?’ Ms. Noin called from the head of the class. ‘Are you ready to show your work?’ she asked curiously concerned by the boy’s lack of focus. ‘NO!’ he barked frantically covering the canvas again and dislodging Hiiro’s hand from beneath his shirt in the process. ‘No... it’s not ready yet,’ he repeated, his heart still slamming hard against his ribs, his brow shimmering with a hot sheen of sweat. Hiiro moved slowly, fluently beside him aiding him in his endeavor to re-cover the work, a small smirk playing along his supple lips as he gazed sidelong at the furiously blushing boy. Once it was covered and Duo had gotten control over his wobbling knees, he moved off again and the longhaired boy took a long, deep, shaky breath and turned around, right into Trowa. ‘Ah!’ ‘I want to see,’ the imp grinned trying to lift the corner of the cover. ‘Fade out!’ Duo hissed slapping his hand away crossly. Trowa grinned and let his emerald eyes go completely transparent which never failed to make Duo feel like he was going to hurl. ‘He’s pleased,’ the imp purred as his eye color snapped back into place and he drifted away much too gracefully for an earth bound creature. Duo felt that strange elation that only comes when a child has gained the approval of its parent fill his chest and felt compelled to pull the cover off of his creation once again, his eyes drifting over to where Hiiro was sitting behind Quatre smiling at him and felt the compulsion to smile back. It took only a moment for Hiiro’s mouth to curl up at the corners and Duo suddenly looked away taking the smile with him as he recovered his work for a second time that day.
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