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"The Gobanme Star"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/Galactic Adventure, Lemons (non graphic), some bad language, somewhat fem Quatre, yuckables ^-^, fuzzies and fluff abound lol, some angst, clueless Relena in the begging Beta'd by Mechante Fille Pairings: Eventual quintette w/(1x2)x5),3x4 dominance
though it begins briefly with 1x4, 2x5 Summary: Five young men learn through their trials
and adventures that they are not only bound together in every possible
way but the key to order and prosperity in the universe. Enjoy! ^-^ "The Gobanme Star"
Ch 8
Father Maxwell had been correct. No matter how hard he looked the prince couldn’t find any record of any Eve War or a dispute between Old Earth and the Tribar system. Whatever had taken place had been systematically wiped from existence. He’d given up fairly quickly and moved on to researching Tuberov’s current situation and the history of how the Gundainium ore was being used to further warfare. It turned out the man wasn’t completely free when it came to refining the ore. Other people had also opposed the introduction of the metal onto the intergalactic market so he was limited with what he could do. The restrictions had worked to a point, limiting how much of the ore could be produced and sold but that had also skyrocketed the price. It was incredibly hard to refine the metal in the first place and could only be done in space on a colony or resource satellite. This meant that only the wealthiest of worlds could afford to equip their armies with the superior defensive qualities the metal offered and then only sparsely. It was enough, however, to give them the edge over any world that couldn’t afford it and therefore had thrown off the balance of power allowing the wealthy worlds to dominate and rule. One such world was the peaceful planet of Isis. Hiiro moved through countless files containing images of the blue tattooed Ision dignitaries and people as he learned of their recent history. They, along with several other worlds, including the pacifist planet Annon Shugi, had formed an alliance against the further distribution of the refined ore and were paying a heavy price. The Tribar conglomerate had sanctioned their planet to the point of starvation and recently set up a complete embargo against them. Nothing was allowed on or off planet without Tuberov’s consent. Hiiro became very interested in why he’d seen the Ision in Shichi Yomi but his stomach refused to allow him to further research it at that moment. Something smelled damn good. He closed down his screen and realized he’d been at it for the better part of three hours as he stretched and went to see what that delectable scent was. He realized he was getting pretty good at that gaping fish impression as he rounded the corner and got his first look into the galley and his mouth fell open. The table was full of freshly prepared foods. Everything from smashed garlic potatoes to French fried onion rings. One platter contained some basic Japanese dishes whereas another swam in delights from the desert world of Aribi, Quatre’s home planet. The sheer volume and diversity of the dishes was enough to bowl him over but the true shocker was the sight of Trowa and Duo bouncing around the kitchen together in some strangely choreographed dance as they prepared yet more food. Duo was bebopping to the music he’d called up on the galley speakers over by the sink while washing something in a strainer while Trowa tapped rhythmically on the inside of a pot he was stirring with his spoon. A moment later Duo twirled into the center of the room tossing the vegetable’s he’d been washing into the air. Trowa spun around instantly with an already heated wok and caught them as the braided boy moved out of the way then spun back around and stared to flip them into the stir fry. ‘Hey sexy!’ Duo grinned when he saw Hiiro standing in the doorway. ‘Gimmie some’a dem fish lips,’ he smiled as he danced over and kissed the stunned prince. ‘Hope you’re hungry,’ he smiled, gliding back into the room as Trowa added some shrimp to the wok. ‘I think we got a little carried away,’ he laughed, stealing a rice ball from one of the platters. ‘Starving,’ Hiiro informed him, getting his hand slapped for trying to mirror the rice ball thievery. He took it anyway when Duo turned around. ‘What smells so... Sfeeha!’ Quatre gasped, making straight for the Aribian platter. ‘Oh, Allah who made this?’ he asked, relishing the scent of the little pie. ‘Compliments of your friendly neighborhood daredevil,’ Duo grinned. The blond boy looked over at his tall lover uncertainly. ‘You cook Aribic food?’ ‘Found the recipe online,’ the tall boy smiled. ‘Thought you might appreciate a taste of home.’ Quatre just smiled and stole a sweet almond Samboosak from the Aribian platter. ‘Where’s Wufei?’ Hiiro asked, stepping up behind Duo and laying his hands on his hips as he kissed his neck and watched him dice a tomato. ‘Sleeping it off,’ Duo chuckled. ‘Which reminds me,’ he smiled, turning to Quatre. ‘Next time you want tea make sure you check the box.’ ‘Point taken,’ the blond chortled. ‘My head’s still swimming. Why in the world do you keep that stuff around anyway?’ ‘It has its uses,’ Duo grinned, turned to give Hiiro a kiss and a piece of tomato. ‘Plates are over there,’ he told his lover as he chewed the juicy fruit. Hiiro kissed him again then patted his ass firmly before he moved away go get the dishes. Duo slid the tomatoes into the salad he’d been preparing then tossed it as he took it to the table. Once he’d sat it down he snagged Quatre by the hand and spun him into his arms then danced him across the galley floor. The blond boy laughed lightly as he fell into step with the braided boy moving to the upbeat music. Hiiro chuckled and skittered around them on his way to set the plates on the table, getting caught up in the dance for a moment as he passed by. He grinned again when Wufei appeared in the doorway looking a bit mussed and sleepy eyed but happy just the same. The Chinese boy grinned as he walked over and browsed the table taking a bit of fish from the Chinese plate and mixing it with a touch of curry sauce from the Japanese one before he popped it into his mouth. ‘Ohayo,’ Hiiro grinned. ‘Ohayo to you too’ Wufei smiled, stepping up to offer him a small kiss. Hiiro grinned a bit stupidly when he pulled back. Duo had told him to explore the possibility of a deeper relationship with the Chinese boy. He knew Wufei didn’t really see men as an option when settling down but it would add a whole new dimension to their love life if he were open to Hiiro as a possible lover in the mean time. Especially since Hiiro had found himself more than a little attracted to the elegant Chinese boy ever since they’d first shared Duo. Things were looking pretty good in that area as Wufei offered him a piece of fish then kissed him briefly again to get the sauce off his lower lip. ‘Heeey,’ Duo whined, pulling Quatre close for a slower song. ‘Bring some of those fish lips over here and help me bake this sweet little tart would’ja?’ he grinned. Hiiro chuckled but slid over to them just the same offering Duo a kiss as he slipped up behind Quatre and sandwiched him between them to join the dance. ‘God damn!’ Duo exclaimed, looking down at the blond boy’s happy face as they danced. ‘You are sweeter than bee pollen swimmin’ in summer dew,’ he purred, burying his face in the blond boy’s neck and breathing deeply. Quatre blushed giddily and flashed a glance at his green eyed lover who was serving up his stir fry in a bowl and grinning at him. ‘Shit, does he always smell like this?’ he asked Hiiro before diving in for another sniff. ‘There are time’s when it gets better,’ the Japanese boy confessed, pulling them all tighter together as they swayed to the softer beat. ‘Damn, he’s got it bad,’ Wufei laughed, leaning back against the wall beside Trowa as he munched on dried noodles. Trowa chuckled, asking, ‘Which one?’ as he added a bit of soy sauce to his dish. ‘Good point,’ the Chinese boy replied, watching as Duo bent down a little and pushed his hips into Quatre’s as they continued to sway to the music. ‘Won’t he like... internally combust or something if they over do it?’ Trowa snorted and almost dropped his spoon. ‘No,’ he replied then looked back at the trio as Quatre’s head dropped back on Hiiro’s shoulder. The blond boy’s right arm came up and draped over the prince’s shoulder laying his hand on the back of his head as Hiiro bent to kiss the delicate arch of his neck while Duo chewed on his collar bone on the other side. All three of them were moving slowly in time and pressed firmly together. ‘He may need an outlet though,’ Trowa amended. ‘Count on it,’ Wufei smiled knowingly. ‘Duo’s seriously got the hots for that boy. He’s probably flooding him with emotions even Quatre’s never felt before,’ he chuckled. ‘Yeah,’ Trowa agreed. ‘I can feel it,’ he added making Wufei’s eyes flash curiously as he turned and took the dish to the table. He turned back around to stir the last pot on then stove then looked at Wufei. ‘Would you mind?’ he asked, indicating the spoon. Wufei looked at him curiously for a moment, then reached to take over as the tall boy stood back and removed his apron. The moment he’d draped it over the back of a chair Quatre’s soft voice broke the air. ‘Trowa.’ Wufei looked at the tall boy who only took a moment to smirk before he turned and went to his distressed lover. Duo had moved down Quatre’s collar bone in favor of the tender skin on his chest as he slowly unlaced the blonds’ shirt. Quatre was so caught up in the feel of the two boy’s passion and affection pouring into him he was lost to the reality of where he was. He’d become a seething mass of pure sensuality as Hiiro’s hands splayed across his stomach, pulling his hips harder into the Japanese boy’s hips as he begged for a kiss by nipping on his jaw. Trowa walked right up and took the blond boy by the head and kissed him. The moment their lips touched Quatre hissed and reached for him, slowly moving away from the other two. Hiiro’s fingers raked along Quatre’s supple body as he slid from his grip and Duo’s hand fisted in his shirt in his reluctance to relinquish the slight blond. Slowly his hands loosened their hold as Trowa moved them away and Duo sank to his knees as he relented. Hiiro stood watching as the tall boy moved the blond toward the exit, kissing him all the way leaving the prince and Duo flushed and panting softly. ‘Shit!’ Duo barked, suddenly falling back to lie spread eagle on the floor. ‘Ahhhhggg, damn!’ he groaned, rolling around pitifully then rubbing at his aching crotch in an attempt to tame it. ‘You should know better,’ Wufei admonished, kicking back in one of the chairs. ‘Ah, gods Fei, have you smelled him?’ Duo groaned. ‘Jesus, he tastes just like warm honey,’ he breathed, closing his eyes to savor the memory. ‘Skin like soft summer rain,’ he whispered in a small, nostalgic tone. ‘I bet you could actually drown in those eyes’ he sighed. ‘You moved too slow,’ the Chinese boy pointed out. ‘Well, DUH!’ Duo huffed, reaching to indicate he’d like a hand up from Hiiro who gladly obliged. ‘You’re a lot of help’ he groused, sitting down to fill a plate. Hiiro joined him, taking a little from each of the platters. He’d never really eaten much Aikenian food. Not much was really known about Trowa’s home world, his people were fiercely private, so it was a rare treat. ‘I could help if ya want,’ the Chinese boy replied suggestively. ‘Cool,’ Duo grinned. ‘Go fetch him!’ he added sarcastically, plopping a spoonful of potatoes on his plate dejectedly while Hiiro chuckled. ‘What?’ Duo grumbled, tossing a bean at him. The Japanese boy caught then ate it as he continued to laugh. ‘You two sound like a couple of old women,’ he chuckled. ‘Where’d you learn to cook like this?’ he asked, taking a bite of his food. ‘It’s delicious.’ ‘I can read,’ Duo moaned. ‘You think he’d like flavored lube?’ he wondered, staring at the empty doorway. ‘Naw, probably not,’ he answered himself as Hiiro held his fork motionless in his mouth for a moment and tried to let that one sink in. ‘I bet he’s more the natural fluids type. You ever need any outside lubrication with him?’ he asked, turning back to Hiiro as the prince choked on his drink. ‘What?
‘Damn, you’ve really got it bad for him, don’t you?’ Hiiro rasped, drying the tears from his eyes as he tried to dispel the rest of the fluid from his lungs. ‘You’re one to talk,’ the braided boy pointed out, folding his arms over his chest with that ‘mm hmm’ look on his face. ‘Didn’t say I blamed you,’ Hiiro smirked. ‘But it’s bordering on the obsessive side wouldn’t you say?’ ‘He makes my dick hurt,’ Duo groused and Hiiro and Wufei both burst out laughing. ‘What?’ Duo asked again in frustration. ‘N...nothing,’ Hiiro gasped, leaning over to kiss him lightly before shaking his head and returning to his dinner. As they ate Duo kept looking back over his shoulder toward the door. The conversation turned to other matters but the braided boy obviously still couldn’t get Quatre off his mind. They were enjoying a hot cup of coffee after the meal by the time their missing comrades reappeared. ‘Have fun?’ Duo grumbled when Quatre walked through the door with a huge grin on his face. ‘Mm hm,’ the blond boy grinned and nodded, not missing a beat as he went to get a plate. Hiiro chuckled softly as he caught the gentle roll of Duo’s his eyes as slumped down to pout. Trowa grinned as well which prompted the braided boy to roll his eyes again and stick his tongue out at him when he turned his head and bent down next to Hiiro’s ear. The comical over exaggeration of emotion slowly ebbed from his face as Trowa whispered something slowly that lit Hiiro’s cobalt eyes up then moved away with a grace that is usually reserved for more intimate contact. The secretive glance Hiiro flashed the longhaired boy as Trowa walked away got his foot stepped on. ‘What’d he say?’ the braided boy ground out as he applied pressure to the prince’s poor abused toe. ‘Ow ow ow ow ow ow,’ Hiiro chanted, laughing painfully under the assault but the argument was cut short when an alarm sounded. All Hiiro heard was a quickly whispered ‘Shit,’ from his lover then he was gone. He paused a moment to look at Wufei before they both bolted for the door. They were already out of hyperspace and set on a new course before either of them caught up. ‘What’s going on?’ Hiiro asked, slipping into the copilot’s chair. ‘Distress signal,’ Duo explained. ‘Where?’ Wufei inquired. ‘There,’ Duo pointed to the display where a small flashing red dot was blinking amid an asteroid field. ‘Damn, what in the hell are they doing in there?’ Hiiro wondered pulling up his screens. ‘Two life signs; one’s weak though,’ he informed them. ‘Looks like an Ision craft.’ Duo hailed the small ship which was drifting precariously close to a massive asteroid the size of a small mountain. They identified themselves as a diplomatic vessel that had been on its way to Altron when they were ambushed by pirates. They’d used the asteroid belt as an escape but had been damaged and left for dead by their pursuers. Hiiro did the necessary calculations for them to safely reach the ship and extract it but it was risky. The field was crowded and unstable; it was a miracle the ship had survived this long. ‘It’ll be tight,’ he told his lovers. Duo snorted and made some adjustments on his side. ‘You’re nuts if you think we’re taking my baby in there,’ he scoffed, adding in an indiscriminate whisper ‘Crazy, fool earthlings...geez. Yo, you guys got pressure suits over there?’ he added louder into the comm. They confirmed. ‘Get into em.’ He told them. ‘What’re you up to?’ Wufei asked suspiciously. ‘Helpin’,’ Duo drawled in a weird Texas accent. ‘Ok, boys. This is how we’re gonna shake this down,’ he turned back to the distressed ship. ‘You suited up?’ They confirmed. ‘Ok, when I tell ya, pop the main hatch.’ There were a lot of garbled objections on the other end for a moment while Duo rolled his eyes again. ‘HEY!’ he barked, silencing them. ‘You ain’t gonna need air once you’re on this ship, ne?’ he pointed out. ‘Alrighty then, on my mark,’ he grinned once he’d gotten their attention again. ‘Here we go! aaaaaaand three, two, one... mark.’ As the main hatch blew off the side of the ship, the expelled air pressure propelled them toward the edge of the field. ‘Clever,’ Hiiro grinned as he watched the ship moving slowly out of the danger zone. Duo flashed him a toothy grin then set an intercept course. ‘Where’s Quatre?’ Duo asked. ‘Here,’ the blond replied through a mouth full of food. He and Trowa had been watching from the hall. ‘Oh, hey,’ Duo smiled back at him, seemingly pleased to find him there. ‘Stick close for awhile, k?’ Quatre returned the smile and nodded his head, leaning back into his tall lover as he chewed another mouthful of food. Hiiro rolled his eyes softly and grinned tolerantly as Duo flashed him a glare. They reached the ship and docked. Duo was leading the welcoming party at the hatch with Hiiro and Wufei on either flank and Quatre and Trowa side by side in the rear when the hatch hissed open. The two Ision’s were still pulling off their helmets as Duo offered them a brilliant smile. The smile fell fast and hard as the woman turned to him with tears in her eyes and promptly fell on him, her arms around his neck as she sobbed into his shoulder but Duo looked as if someone had poured a jar of spiders on his head. He couldn’t back away fast enough; in an instant he was up against the wall doing his best to climb it backwards in his attempt to get away from the distraught woman as she clung to him and wailed. His eyes and manner screaming ‘get it off! get it off!’ as he clawed at the wall. Hiiro just stood there staring at him with his mouth hanging open whereas Wufei totally busted up laughing. Once the woman had been extracted and calmed they retired to the galley where they were offered hot tea and blankets while they explained their plight. Duo kept a good distance between the woman and himself, choosing to crouch in the far corner and hide under his bangs in lieu of being hospitable. Wufei couldn’t stop sniggering and Hiiro was seriously concerned for his sanity. The couple told them of the attack by pirates that had gotten them into this mess some two days prior when they were on their way to Altron to aid in negotiations between the Princess of Annon Shugi, Relena Peacecraft, and the current leader of the Tribar system, Gerneral Tuberov. Hiiro cringed at the mention of the Princess’s name. This was the girl Milliardo, her brother, had been trying to wed him to for the past two years. He suddenly realized the deeper implications of such a union. Annon Shugi was a totally passive society with little or no defensive capabilities. A marriage to the future Emperor of Old Earth, a formidable military force, would ensure the protection of the pacifist planet. Once they’d finished their story Wufei offered them a room to rest in while they got back underway. They would take them on to Altron where they could meet with others from their world that would care for them. Hiiro was deep in thought trying to work out why deep space pirates would be this close to intergalactic trade lines when Duo finally stood up and abandoned his corner. Quatre and Trowa had been standing near the door when Wufei returned from tucking the Ision’s in when the braided boy strolled purposefully up to the blond boy and pinned him against the wall. Quatre gasped and looked at him with wide eyed astonishment as he leaned in and breathed deeply near his neck. ‘What did you feel?’ the longhaired boy asked, closing his eyes and moving his head closer to the boy’s cheek just feeling the heat of his body on his skin. ‘T...they’re ok,’ the blond stammered as his face flushed as his chest rose and fell quickly. ‘I didn’t sense anything odd abou...’ ‘Try harder,’ Duo insisted, placing his lips so close to his ear the moisture in his breath tickled and sent a shiver down his spine. ‘I...c...cant,’ Quatre stuttered, trying to keep his failing balance as Duo began to lay his weight against him, crushing him into the wall. ‘Sure ya can,’ Duo whispered softly, pulling back slowly so that his lips ghosted gently against Quatre’s. The blond boy shivered as his eyes slipped shut. ‘Just… dig in,’ the braided boy, instructed, pushing his hips into the boy as he claimed his mouth. The others stood gaping at the scene. Trowa seemed to be the only one that wasn’t in shock over the braided boy’s actions. It was clear he was trying to push the blond boy to use his talents more efficiently but it was also blatantly obvious he was soooo totally taking advantage of the opportunity in doing so. Still, Trowa stood passively and allowed Duo’s incursion. ‘H...he’s lying,’ Quatre gasped softly once Duo had released him. ‘Mmm,’ the longhaired boy encouraged, moving to kiss his jaw and neck as he pressed harder into him. ‘H...hiding,’ the blond boy added, laying his head back so Duo could get at his throat. Duo moved to kiss his lips again, drawing a quivering little groan from him as he slipped his hands down his ass and dropped his hips a couple of inches. ‘Come on, baby,’ he groaned as he pulled away and buried his head in Quatre’s neck, crushing his hips into him as he whispered, ‘Dig in.’ Quatre’s head fell back as he melted under the braided boy’s sensual assault. ‘The girl…’ he whispered through the passion induced haze. ‘Yesss,’ Duo hissed in his ear. ‘Sh...she’s... oh Allah,’ Quatre gasped. ‘Trowa?’ he called softly but his lover held his ground. ‘Come on, Sunshine,’ Duo coaxed, lacing his fingers into the back of his hair and kissing him again. Quatre groaned helplessly, drinking in the enormous amount of passionate energy Duo was drowning him in. ‘Ann,’ the blond boy whispered. Duo paused, a glimmer of recognition flashing in his eyes as he waited for confirmation. ‘Princess…’ Quatre slid down the wall alone before he could get the rest of it out and say, ‘Ann,’ as Duo had promptly disappeared.
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