Gundam Wing: Angel and the Dragon

Part 10

Treize lay on the bed, submitting calmly to Wufei's rough ministrations.

"Kisama! Ahou ga! Bakayarou! What is wrong with you, kuso!" Wufei cried, punctuating each curse with a swipe with a cool damp cloth to the wound Trowa had inflicted on the General.

"Itai, please be more gentle, dragon," Treize said. "And nothing is wrong. It is vitally important that we stop this war. The quickest way and the way that guarantees the smallest loss of life is to capture all five of you," he explained as Wufei modulated the violence with which he was treating Treize. "It is more important than my single life that Duo and Heero remain out of circulation."

"Baka!"

"Perhaps you disagree," Treize said with irony.

"I saw the look on Zechs' face. He won't obey your order."

"Wrong. He *will* obey me," Treize said with conviction.

Wufei put his arms around the General and buried his head in his chest. "Kono bakayarou! And what am I going to do when Trowa makes good on his threat?"

A quiet voice intruded from the vicinity of the door. "I won't torture him, Wufei. But if Zechs refuses to release them, I will have to kill Treize." Wufei lifted his head to shoot a glare at the brown-haired pilot. Trowa shrugged. "Better that then have him escape."

:He's right, we can't afford to let him go back to commanding Oz, especially if we don't have Duo and Heero back. And we don't have the resources to just keep him locked up,: Wufei thought.

"You'd better hope your man is inclined to disobey orders, General," Trowa said.

Treize smiled. "I am no more afraid to die for what I believe in then you are."

Trowa raised his one visible eyebrow, then departed.

Duo looked up as Zechs slunk into his room. He never thought he'd see the blonde man look so uncertain and hesitant. He closed the door and leaned against it, his whole body trembling.

"Milliard! What happened?"

"Duo-" he choked and had to stop. He clenched his fists, struggling for control. Finally he burst out, "Will you take me hostage and escape?"

Duo nearly passed out from shock. "What?" he said, sure he hadn't heard right.

"Onegai, angel," Zechs pleaded, taking a few steps toward him and drawing his sidearm, proffering it to him.

Duo leapt to his feet. "Whoa, slow down. Why are you doing this?"

Zechs sat heavily on the bed. "Your friends just contacted me. They said they would release Treize if we released you and Heero. It was the brown-haired one who was talking, I would guess it was Trowa. He said if we didn't agree, that he would torture Treize."

Duo gasped. "Man, I didn't think even *Trowa* had that in him. Heero maybe, but not Trowa!"

Zechs wasn't finished. "Then Treize ordered me not to release you and Heero at any cost. He's put me in command of Oz. The last thing I saw of him was Trowa pistol-whipping him." He choked again and Duo threw his arms around the older man.

"So tell him to go fuck himself," Duo said urgently.

Zechs looked at him, but Duo couldn't see his eyes under the mask. "He'd hate me for disobeying him. He's doing this because he believes his life is less important then making sure you and Heero don't get back into your Gundams. He's hoping we can capture all five of you and end the war that way."

Then it dawned on Duo. "Oh, I get it," he said excitedly. "I capture you and take you to Treize, then you rescue Treize and get yourself traded for Heero before Treize can get back to Oz. You say that you never passed the order along to whoever you put in charge and he only gets pissed at you for being incompetent, not committing mutiny."

Zechs winced under the mask. "Exactly."

"Who gets to be in charge?"

"Lucrezia Noin. She has the second highest mark at the academy and most of the soldiers know and like her. She's a logical choice." He smiled. "She'd also never obey an order to let me die rather then release Heero."

"Great!" Duo snatched the gun from Zechs' hand and pointed it gleefully at the Lightning Count. "Now, how do I get out of here, Oz scum!"

Zechs stood. "Don't enjoy this too much, angel."

"Maa, maa, don't worry buddy. I'd never forget myself and shoot you by mistake," Duo replied, a devilish glint in his eye. He grasped Zechs firmly by the upper arm and marched him towards the door. "Your plan include anything more brilliant then me just marching you out of here in plain view?"

Zechs checked sharply, stopping in his tracks. "To be honest, I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"Okay, we'll improvise!"

"If you take me to Treize's suite, we can get out safely, and the soldiers won't be able to find us right away."

"Sounds good. Let's get out of here. How many are outside?"

"Three techs and two guards."

"Yoshi, let's do it!"

Zechs signaled the guards outside, carefully modulating his voice to sound strained. "Open the door."

The door slid open and Duo pushed Zechs in front of him, jabbing the gun into the small of his back. "All right, Oz scum! Everyone get where I can see you or I'll shoot your precious Count here," he growled. Three techs and a guard moved into his line of vision, hands raised. "The last one too!" he shouted, jabbing Zechs sharply for good measure. Reluctantly, the last guard obeyed.

"All right, now get to the other side of the hallway, turn around and put your hands on the wall."

When the soldiers hesitated, Zechs nodded. "Do it."

"You shut the hell up," Duo said. "You can talk when *I* say, got that?"

Zechs nodded, not having to feign his trepidation. :Damn, he's good. Either that, or he's not bluffing.:

Duo pushed him out of the room and backed a few steps in the direction Zechs pointed. He pointed the gun at the five soldiers and cocked it. The click as he did so echoed up and down the hallway and the six Oz men jumped.

"You guys, kneel on the floor, facing away from me, hands on your heads. I'll be watching you, and if any of you so much as fucking *twitches*, I'll be raining fiery death upon you all. Got that? Move it!"

The soldiers obeyed and Duo began backing down the hallway, dragging Zechs after him. "How far?" he whispered, his voice approaching the one Zechs knew again.

"Two doors down," he whispered back.

Hearing the noise, one of the techs turned his head slightly. Duo fired a shot that grazed his cheek and he yelped, turning his head back quickly. "All of your soldiers so badly-trained, Commander?" Duo growled loudly. Zechs didn't reply.

As the door slid open, Zechs tore himself from Duo's grip and shouted. "Contact Lucrezia Noin! Tell her she's in charge until I get back!" Duo raised the gun and brought it down hard on the back of his neck.

"I told you to shut up!" Zechs fell to his knees, his vision graying out for a moment from the pain. Duo grabbed him by the back of his collar and hauled him into the room with surprising strength. He locked the door and tucked the gun into his waistband. He knelt beside the swaying Zechs. "You okay, man? Sorry, I got into the part a bit there."

"It's all right," Zechs smiled at him as the pain started to fade. "You scared the hell out of me, though."

"Gomen, gomen. What do you expect from Shinigami, man?" Duo helped him up and looked around the lavish suite, whistling. "Wow, nice. Now what do we do?"

"We use the same trick Wufei did." As Duo looked on curiously, Zechs touched a contact on the headboard of the bed. The bed slid aside, revealing a staircase in the floor. "This tunnel lets out in the city. Common soldiers don't know of its existence, so no one currently at the base knows where it lets out. We'll be able to lose ourselves easily if we take this."

"Great!" Duo hopped into the hole, stretching out a hand to Zechs. "Coming?"

"Uh, angel," Zechs began.

"Yeah?"

"Can I have my gun back now?"

Duo's grin widened. "Not a chance. You're my prisoner, remember? No sense in not keeping up appearances in case someone sees you."

Zechs frowned, but couldn't argue the point. He made as if to follow, then a thought struck him. He took off the mask and set it on the bed. "Now at least we look like two normal Oz soldiers," he said, and then followed Duo down the stairs.

Duo bounced ahead of him, his exuberance a palpable force. "Yahoo!" he yelled. He dropped back to walk beside Zechs, grabbing his hand. "You have no idea how crazy I was going in there! When I get back, I'm going to get everyone stinking drunk!"

Zechs laughed, his spirits finally starting to lift. :Treize, matte, I'm coming for you!:

When Zechs and Duo exited the building into the sunny, busy streets of Luxembourg, Duo stretched luxuriantly. His braid twitched like a cat's tail, brushing against his tight rear. "All right! You got any money on you?"

"Uh..."

Duo turned and laughed, his violet eyes glinting. "You really didn't think this thing through, did you?"

"What do we need money for? I expected we would contact your people and they would come get you."

Duo nodded vigorously. "We will, we will, but unlike Wufei, I can't create a communications device with a secure channel out of toothpicks and string." :Oh, is that how he did it?: Zechs thought with a smile. "So we have to get to a safehouse and use the one there, first. Which means we have to travel about a day or so. We need food, and new clothing."

"Oh, all right." Zechs thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with any ideas. Duo watched him think for a moment then grabbed his hand, leading him over to one of the sidewalk cafes lining the busy thoroughfare.

"Wait right here, I'll be back." He headed into the deepest knot of people and Zechs lost sight of him. Fifteen minutes later he came back, if possible, his step even more jaunty then before.

"What did you do?" Zechs asked in confusion as Duo sat down with a satisfied sigh.

"Nothin' I haven't spent my whole life as a street rat learning how to do," Duo said with a self-gratified smile.

"Angel, you didn't-"

"Duh."

Zechs sighed and shook his head. "We'd better go buy some clothes, then."

"Right," Duo said, jumping to his feet. They perused the shops and Zechs purchased a pair of slacks and a loose cotton shirt. When he emerged from the change room and had paid for the clothes, he looked around for Duo, slipping his uniform into the shopping bag. The braided boy was nowhere to be seen. He wandered around the store, unsure what to do for a few minutes, before Duo burst back in, out of breath.

He had on a priest's outfit, complete with the little white collar. His sleeves were rolled up past the elbows, and the cross he'd worn under his uniform glinted on his chest.

"Duo, what are you wearing?"

"I'm Shinigami. I always wear this." He fingered the cross lovingly. "No offense, but this is a lot nicer than the uniform."

"How did you find an outfit like that?"

Duo winked. "You don't ask, and I don't tell." Zechs draped his arm around the boy's shoulders and they walked out of the store. "Come on," Duo said brightly. "I'll jack us a car and we'll head out."

Zechs shook his head. "Be my guest."

Duo had good taste, Zechs had to give him that. The red corvette purred like a wild animal as they sped away from the city. After observing Duo's exclamation at being allowed to drive, including the comment: 'Heero *never* lets me drive! He says I'm too dangerous', Zechs changed his mind and took firm control of the driver's seat.

As the sun was going down, they stopped at a small hotel at a little roadside plaza. Duo paid for the room, flashing a smile at Zechs that was halfway apologetic and halfway amused when the hotel only had one room available, and that had only a double bed. Zechs wasn't sure if he minded or was looking forward to it.

Duo stripped efficiently as he walked toward the bed, dropping clothes on the floor in his wake. Down to his boxer shorts, he jumped into bed, exclaiming at its softness.

"Oh man! This is incredible after those regulation-issue beds," he said, stretching like a cat. Zechs folded his clothes and placed them on the chest of drawers out of habit, then slipped in beside Duo.

"I hope you don't mind, angel."

"Huh? Mind what?"

Zechs rolled over and gathered Duo into his arms. Duo relaxed into the embrace with a sigh. "Sleeping in the same bed with me."

"Well, I'd be pretty silly to mind, wouldn't I?" said Duo quietly. "Considering how much you fucking turn me on."

Zechs jerked and looked down at the boy against his chest in surprise. Duo took the opportunity to kiss him. When they came up for air, Zechs whispered. "What...?"

"I've been doing a lot of thinking, Milliard." Duo rolled onto his back, Zechs' arm supporting his head. "I thought about this war, and about Heero, and about a lot of things you've said." He looked at the other man seriously. "It occurred to me that maybe God is trying to tell me something. Maybe he doesn't hate me so much, after all."

"What do you mean?"

"When the Maxwell church got bombed and I was the only one who lived, I thought maybe God was punishing me for something. Everything and everyone I've ever loved has died, Milliard. When I fell in love with Heero, I was scared, because I was sure he'd die, but I don't think anything will kill him. So, I thought maybe the way he acted towards me was my punishment, like, I could love someone, but they had to be a complete jerk and treat me like shit."

He sighed. "Then you came along, and at first I just didn't believe that you really loved me, but I guess you do. Then, it occurred to me that maybe I didn't have to be unhappy and get hurt, that maybe God sent you to me so I could have somebody treat me well, for once."

"Duo..."

"So, I think I could love you, Milliard. But, I've got to warn you, if you do this, that you're probably going to die because of it." His eyes squeezed shut. "I'm Shinigami, the God of Death. Everybody I love dies," he said softly.

Zechs caressed Duo's face and he looked at him. "Duo, that's the biggest load of crap I've ever heard."

"W-what?"

"Maybe God was keeping you alive so you could one day find the person that's right for you and be happy, not killing everyone around you so you could be unhappy." He smiled. "You're the one with the religious training, not me, but I didn't think God worked that way."

Duo blinked. "Maybe." He thought this over, and broke into a smile. "Well, I'm still Shinigami, so you don't have me totally convinced, but you might have a point. No promises, though, okay?"

"Okay." Zechs leaned over and kissed Duo, exploring his mouth with gentle touches with his lips and tongue. Duo moaned into his mouth as his hands wandered down to caress his nipples, finding them rock hard. The braided boy's mouth wandered across his cheek, leaving a trail of wet kisses, over to his ear.

He pushed Zechs onto his back, nipping gently on the lobe of his ear and soothing it with his tongue. He laved the ear and darted the tip of his tongue into the hole in the centre, eliciting a gasp of pleasure. Zechs felt him smile against his ear as he continued to dart his tongue into and around his ear. He concentrated on Duo's nipples, pinching them lightly with his fingers. He brought a knee up between Duo's legs to feel the burning shaft against his thigh.

Duo gasped and started moving down, kissing and nuzzling Zechs until he encountered the curve of his neck. :Oh no!: Zechs thought, a second before Duo's soft lips hit the spot and he collapsed bonelessly to the mattress, sighing with pleasure.

Feeling the hands that had been pleasuring him fall away suddenly, Duo looked up in surprise. Freed from thrall, but still gasping, Zechs shook his head. "Sorry, that's my, weak, spot."

A devilish smile curved Duo's lips. "Really...?" he said languidly. He lowered his mouth to the spot again, kissing once, then withdrawing a fraction of an inch and blowing lightly over the wet patch he'd put there. "So, you can't move, so long as I do this."

Sighing and moaning wordlessly, Zechs couldn't answer.

Duo tortured him for a few minutes more before tiring of the game and slipping his mouth down to suck at a nipple. "I'll remember that," he said softly. Zechs growled and reached down, slipping off Duo's boxer shorts.

"If you do, you'll have to contend with me being insatiable afterwards, angel. It's a tradeoff."

"Oh no, whatever will I do?" Duo said sarcastically, slipping off Zechs' underwear and tossing them onto the floor.

Talk ceased as they ground their groins together. Only moans and groans escaped their lips as they both grasped the other's swollen member and began pumping. Kissing each other fiercely, their free hands tangled in each other's long hair, they were submerged in sensation. Nothing but Duo's scent, the sound of Duo's cries, the intense pleasure Duo was giving him with his hands, existed in Zechs' world. :This is nothing like sleeping with Treize,: he thought. :We don't have to fight, we're just together.:

After a long, timeless, moment, Zechs felt a wall of heat rush through him and he cried out as his seed spurted from him. "Oh, Duo, my angel," he said reverently, though he was sure the gasping boy didn't hear him. He redoubled his efforts and Duo cried out as he came.

"Heero!"

He moaned and curled up against the stunned Zechs, a contented smile on his angelic face.

"Duo?"

"Uh huh?" Duo said sleepily. "That was really nice, Milliard."

"I love you, Duo," Zechs said desperately.

"I love you, too, Milliard."

"Honto? Don't say that if it's not true, Duo."

Duo levered himself up to look at him, confusion written on his face. "Honto! I wouldn't, Milliard." He kissed him softly. "I just realized it, that's all." He lay down again, sighing contently.

:He doesn't realize he said it,: Zechs realized. He closed his eyes, squeezing a single tear from the corner of his eye. :I have to believe you, Duo, but that hurt a lot.:

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