13-Sep-2001
Title: The Master and the Artful Dodger Pt. 1
Author:von sablexo1@yahoo.com
Category: yaoi, crossover.
Rating: NC-17 (Not kidding here!)
Pairings: Implied
Spoilers: Series, Romeo Must Die
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and Romeo Must Die characters and universe are the property of the copyright owners. Our stuff is ours. No money being made here. As with all our fics so far, while our goal is to stay as in character as possible, any discrepancies are our mistakes. Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long.
Notes: Thanks to my pal Bonne for taking on the roles of The Master Wufei Chang and Quatre Winner towards the end in order that I might finally finish this! You are nothing short of amazing and you Rule! HUGS!!! This is also dedicated to all my pals who kept me from getting thrown into the nut house! LOVE ALLA YOU GUYS!!! Also, this is dedicated in part to the R&B singer Aaliyah who starred in Romeo Must Die. Her talent, spirit, humor and beauty will be missed.
It was the end of a very long and eventful day for Master Wufei Chang and Duo Maxwell. An attempt to destroy the Maxwell's Second Chance Center, which housed a group of children and adults in the main colony of the L-2 system, had been neutralized. Once again, the Gundam team had been assembled and had handled the matter quietly and efficiently.
"Hey, a lot of things are happening around here, today. It's a start. I just wanted to say thank you for protecting my dream," Duo Maxwell had said.
Wufei Chang, the Master, looked up into the violet eyes, once again struck by the total openness of Duo's expression. "I am honored to have done so," he said, bowing to Duo.
"We'll talk later, after the press leaves, about that 'fucking the Master' thing. Sounds intriguing," Duo remarked.
Wufei hesitated, then stood up fully. The dragon emblazoned on his arm seemed to glow as he looked into the violet eyes again. "What?" he said, catching the double entendre in mind as well as in body.
Duo's infamous grin spread across his heart-shaped face. He winked at Wufei. "The Press is comin'," he said, turning to leave and feeling very pleased with himself. 'He runs and hides..,' beginning his personal motto in his head.
Wufei reached out, catching the yard long famous Maxwell braid, and wrapped it around his hand. Duo got two steps and then cried out as all forward motion was halted. Wufei moved up behind him and wrapped his arm around Duo's waist. "They can wait," Wufei replied, pulling Duo just inside the Center and into a dark storage closet.
"Hey!" Duo exclaimed, as he was being dragged away.
Wufei pushed Duo back against the wall roughly, then closed the distance between them, pressing his chest against Duo's. "Explain," he said, anchoring his palms flat against the wall on either side of Maxwell's head.
"Whoa-ho," Duo said, softly feeling Wufei breathing against him. His violet eyes danced with mischievous delight as he felt the delicious need spread through his body. 'The dragon's awake,' he thought, as his eyes fell on Wufei's slightly parted lips. Unconsciously, he licked his own, controlling an urge to steal the Chinese pilot's breath away. Looking up, he grinned, falling into Wufei's dark eyes. "Explain what?" he asked, seeing and feeling Wufei's exasperation.
Wufei closed his eyes, expelling air from his lungs audibly. He looked down, shaking his head, and then back up to Duo. "I'm not in the mood for this, Duo. I just beat up three kids, trying my best not to kill them and I feel like shit because I couldn't keep it together. Now, you.. this."
Duo's eyes drifted to Wufei's mouth again. "This what?" he said in a low intimate tone.
Wufei swallowed as the low vibration of Duo's voice permeated his skin, causing him to ache. "In the vernacular of L2, you're playin' me, Duo," he responded. "I thought you were all about Heero Yuy."
Duo sighed deeply, this time not looking up but remaining focused on the Chinese master's delicately curved mouth. "That would be like incest Wufei," he said, moving closer, waiting like a hunter for just the right moment. Oh yeah, it's gonna happen,' he thought, seeing Deathscythe's eyes glow in his mind.
Wufei's eyes widened slightly. "You lie," he said, remembering a beat too late that he was talking to Duo Maxwell.
"Never," Duo replied, without going into his entire motto.
Wufei closed his eyes nodding in agreement. "Ok," he countered, "So, what indication have I given you to make you think I'm even remotely interested?" he asked.
A leering grin appeared on Duo's mouth. "One dark storage closet and my happy ass dragged to said closet... by my hair... by you," Duo said. "I'd say that was a pretty good indication."
Wufei tilted his head slightly. "That.." he managed to get out, before Duo's mouth descended on his own.
Sliding his arms around Wufei's waist, Duo felt Wufei's body move forward suddenly and flatten him back against the wall. The kiss was crazy wild. Tongues darted, warred with each other as pent up frustrations, hunger and need combined in a heat making frenzy. Duo moved his hands around Wufei's firm rear, pulling and crushing the Chinese Master to him, while Wufei gained the dominate position in the kiss and thrust his tongue down Duo's throat.
Several, long, dizzying moments later, Wufei moved back. He could see that Duo was breathing hard as well, but that only made the picture that much sweeter and his cock that much harder. Reaching behind Duo, he grabbed a hand full of braid and locked eyes with the braided one. "You.. don't know what you're doing... baka," Wufei managed.
Duo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Wufei tasted sweet and he wanted more. "Yes," Duo countered. "I know exactly what I'm doing... baka," he said, emphasizing the last word. "And now that I know there's some interest on your part... I'm comin' for more."
Wufei pulled the long braided cord wrapped in his hand. It felt like spun silk against his skin. He watched as Duo's chin lifted exposing the skin at his throat. Duo's words and touch awakened old ghosts with Wufei. "I...want," he said, moving closer again. With a half strangled cry, Wufei closed his mouth over Duo's neck. Starting on one side, he moved, licking and tasting all around to Duo's other side. Inside, he cursed himself for being so wanton and so obvious.
Duo closed his eyes, feeling Wufei devour his neck as if it were a favorite meal. To hell with the Press, he thought, feeling Wufei's mouth find his.
Duo allowed himself to surrender to Wufei's kiss as he felt the Chinese Master perform a miracle. Duo knew that Wufei seldom dropped his guard when it came to affection. He had seen anger flash in Wufei's obsidian eyes more times than he could count. Tender moments were reserved for the children and rarely for himself. This time he was asking and Duo gave ground.
Wufei kissed Duo slowly and thoroughly. His hand dropped the silken braid and moved around the back of Duo's neck. He felt the braided pilot's strong hands move around his waist, pulling him closer, closing the narrow gap between thier bodies. Gods, Wufei thought, feeling the heat increase incrementally. His hips pressed forward, rubbing along Duo's body. He inhaled sharply as his hardened flesh contacted Duo's matching hardness.
Duo sucked Wufei's tongue hungrily as he moaned around the kiss. His body responded to Wufei's moving sensuously against him. Duo could feel his heart pounding in his chest and moisture gathering at the corners of his closed eyes. He knew that he was a strong man, self-sufficient and resourceful, but he found out that he had needs of his own far and apart from the parts of him that he gave away freely and without hesitation. The kiss was broken and Duo opened his eyes slowly to find the exotic, obsidian eyes looking back only inches away.
"Damn you, Duo Maxwell," Wufei said, looking into Duo's beautiful violet eyes. His gaze dropped to Duo's slightly swollen lips, feeling whatever resolve he thought he had dissolve. Before he could think, the Master covered Duo's mouth with his own once again as the dragon on his arm glowed from the heat within.
There was no thinking, no thought. Duo's arms moved underneath and around Wufei's strong shoulders as he abandoned himself to Chinese pilot's touch. He had no doubts or second thoughts. His spirit was home.
A long moment later, the Chinese Master broke the kiss again, leaning his face against Duo's. "You fuck," he hissed against Duo's ear. "You make me crazy."
Duo felt his mouth stretch into a wide grin as he chuckled. Leaning his head down, Duo closed his mouth over Wufei's neck, tasting the warm, golden skin. "Not yet," he said softly. "But I fully intend to do just that." Reaching down, Duo squeezed his hand between their bodies. His fingers sought and found the rock hard flesh, which had been pressing against his thigh. He squeezed Wufei firmly.
The Master hissed, feeling his whole body quiver and ache with desire. Duo's hand felt so good around him, like it was created just to hold his aching flesh. I am going insane, he thought, as his eyes opened. He half expected to see Duo grinning at him in triumph, but that was not the picture that greeted him. Duo's eyes were closed and the expression of desire etched on his heart-shaped face made Wufei's breath catch. His eyes widened in a mixture of desire, fear and pain as sudden realization hit him. He cupped Duo's face in his hands, watching as the violet gems were revealed again. "You're not..." he said, watching as the beautiful smile blossomed on Duo's face.
"Joking? No," Duo said, finishing his sentence as he felt the Master's calloused fingers touch his face and imprint themselves in his memory. The look in Wufei's face calmed him, but did not quell his desire. Slowly, he moved the loose skin of Wufei's manhood up and down, watching the reaction in the Chinese Master's face.
Wufei's eyes closed half way as his hips began rocking in time to the movements of Duo's hand. "Oh gods, why now, Duo?" he asked with pain and need obvious in his eyes.
Duo looked up at Wufei and swallowed. "Now is all we have," he said softly.
Wufei didn't speak at first, but leaned forward and kissed Duo roughly. "We need to talk," he said, softly, a lifting his head briefly.
Duo nodded, then pressed his mouth to Wufei's once again feeling totally open and vulnerable. The motion and feel of Wufei's flesh in his hand sent chills and tremors through his body. He was very surprised when he felt Wufei's hand cover his own, gently moving his fingers away from thier prize and then up over his head. Soon, Duo found his other hand joined to the first pinned high against the wall behind him. He felt the Master's body press against him again, moving achingly slow.
Wufei kissed Duo deeply, feeling his body scream for completion. With practiced effort, he focused his attention on the body in front of him. Releasing Duo from the kiss, he then kissed the corner of the braided pilot's sweet mouth, swiping his lips with his tongue. He was rewarded with a soft whimper from Duo and smiled briefly before kissing Duo's cheek and moving just under the braided pilot's jaw line. He kissed the soft skin, nuzzling underneath Duo's chin, before capturing his neck again.
"Shit, Wufei," Duo ground out through gritted teeth. "You're killing me here!"
Wufei pressed his tongue against Duo's neck, licking him all the up to his ear. "It's only fair," Wufei whispered raggedly, before capturing Duo's earlobe in his mouth. "This is crazy," he said softly. He then, licked the contours of Duo's ear, feeling the braided one squirm under his touch.
Duo moaned aloud, feeling his whole body shiver and tense. "Not crazy," Duo managed." Been comin' for months and you know it," he added breathlessly. He felt the Master shift, moving one hand to his chest, but keeping his, Duo's, arms pinned above his head on the wall with the other hand. Duo felt the Master's expert fingers unfasten his shirt and jumped when those fingers brushed his bare skin. "Oh, Wufei," Duo moaned as he felt the calloused fingertips slide along his chest, and then moaned again when they touched his nipple, circling and then rubbing it to hardness. "Ahhh," Duo whispered, totally lost to sensation.
"Perhaps it has," Wufei said.
The hand inside his shirt suddenly left and Duo groaned again, feeling the Master grasp his throbbing cock. Duo had a chance to gasp once and then Wufei kissed him deeply, cutting all conversation.
Moving his hand to Duo's shoulder, Wufei released Duo's arms feeling them settle around his neck. He felt the desperation in Duo's kiss, the heat between them building like a furnace. Moving his head back, he looked into the lust cloaked eyes before him. Duo's face was covered in sweat and Wufei felt moisture trickle down his temple as he felt Duo attempt to rock in his hand. "You're close," he breathed, swallowing hard.
Duo licked his lips absently, his gazed locked on the obsidian eyes in front of him. "Yes," he managed to answer, feeling himself throb in Wufei's grasp.
The Master nodded. "Me too," he answered. "Now... don't fight me," Wufei whispered quietly. "We can figure it all out later."
Duo nodded, not completely understanding what Wufei meant, until he felt the material of his pants loosen and the cool breeze tickle his lower belly and cock. He felt the Master's hand close around his manhood, and closed his eyes as his head moved back against the wall. Duo set his feet wide, bracing himself for what he thought was about to happen.
Wufei felt the hardened flesh in his hand and half smiled as he saw Duo brace himself. He dropped gracefully to the floor on one knee and came face to face with one of the most intimate parts of Duo's body. The Master swallowed. He licked his lips, knowing that he would have to be quick if this was to work.
Duo groaned, feeling the Master stroke him with long, even movements. He felt some of the tension subside in places as the pleasure rolled over him in waves. Opening his eyes, he smiled a little smile, as he realized that Wufei had moved. Reaching down he touched Wufei's shoulder, nearly purring with satisfaction.
From his vantage point, Wufei watched the living flesh in his hand. He felt Duo's touch, sensed the urgency in his rapidly building thrusts and moved even closer. Sights and sounds of the beautiful braided pilot in ecstasy imprinted themselves on the Master's mind. He wanted to see more, but the time was not optimum. The fact that Duo had made it clear that he wanted him, only enhanced this somewhat new experience.
The Master allowed Duo to guide him until he was not so much stroking, but holding Duo while he moved, pleasuring himself. It took no more than a slight shift to bring Wufei onto his knees in front of Duo.
Duo's eyes flew open and he banged his head back against the wall, suddenly feeling his cock engulfed in a warm and wet cavern. "W..wu.." he stammered, then gasped as he felt the incredible tugging and sucking sensation drive him insane. He groaned again, unable to keep control his body. His hips thrust forward of their own accord.
The taste of Duo was unfamiliar, yet not unpleasant. It took only a few strokes to adjust to the warm, hard thing in his mouth, then Wufei closed his eyes and took possession. He moved his head back and forth, savoring each new taste and nuance of the braided pilots body.
Duo groaned and tensed, feeling his body shudder and give over to the Master. He tried to move back so as not to release or harm Wufei, but strong hands held him in place as the seed from his body spilled into Wufei's mouth.
And small eternity later, Duo felt his knees give way and his spent body lost its duel with the artificial gravity of the colony. Strong hands eased him gently to the floor as he opened his eyes and saw Wufei breathing hard. The Chinese Master had the smallest of satisfied smiles on his slick stained face.
With what strength he had left, Duo pulled Wufei against him and kissed him deeply. He could taste his own essence in the kiss and marveled at what had just taken place. "Upstaging rat," Duo, growled out. "Shinigami will not allow you to get away with that."
"Shinigami is too late," Wufei replied.
Duo moved his arm around Wufei's shoulders and pulled him against him. Looking down the length of the Chinese young man, Duo smiled as his hand grasped the fully erect flesh below Wufei's waist. "I wouldn't say that," he quipped, watching as the dark eyes closed. He could feel Wufei pulse in his hand and the tension increase in his body. Wufei's arms moved around his neck and Duo bent his head to meet him in a kiss as he gently rocked him to completion.
Wufei tensed feeling the warm liquid from his body move over Duo's hand. His arms locked around Duo's neck, then slowly he felt his body relax and drift back down against the braided pilot.
"So where the hell are they?" C.C. Homestead asked, looking around the Center. Her face read concerned Community Leader, but Ali could see what looked to be tension just below the surface.
"I have no clue," Ali said, glancing over at her love, who was with her father talking to members of the Press corps. "The last time I saw Duo and Master Chang was when they were on the walk outside. Why? You think the Press won't wait?"
CC chuckled, looking down her. "Honey, the Press will wait for the second coming of Jesus, if they think can get a sound bite," she answered.
Ali grinned, then nodded. "So, is it that you want to be seen in that sound bite?" she asked, with her trademark sarcasm.
The black community leader looked down at her. "Don't go there, baby girl," she warned as if to one of her own kids. "Besides, you know that we need to focus what precious little attention we can on the crisis in our community," she added.
Ali smiled. "Amen, sister," she said.
CC laughed and then she bent closer to Ali. "To speak plainly, these shoes are killing my feet and I left a perfectly good rack of ribs in the oven. If Maxwell and Chang can get their butts out here and do this high wire act, I can get home in time to see Judge Judy," she said.
Ali nodded, unable to keep the smile from her face.
"By the way, I heard that all of the you-knows were here," C.C. said, quietly, referring to the Gundam Pilots.
"Yes, they are. And like Maxwell and Chang, I'm finding that they are totally camera shy."
"Humph," C.C. chortled, "You'd be camera-shy too, if you had your face plastered over America's Most Wanted."
They were interrupted by a half-naked child streaking through the room and squealing as she escaped from the care of Trowa Barton. As she did so, cameras flashed, capturing the moment.
"Oh no. Uh-uh," Ali said, going to handle the reporters, while Trowa dashed over and scooped the child up.
The door to the nursery opened and several little faces turned towards it expectantly. When they saw it was Trowa and Esperanza, they sighed and went back to what they were doing.
"What's going on?" Trowa asked quietly.
"They're still worried about Duo and Wufei," Quatre answered. "The kids know something happened, but they don't know if Duo and Wufei are all...all right yet," he added with a sudden scarlet flush to his pale skin.
"Visual confirmation," Heero replied, tugging a nightshirt over the head of one of the kids.
Trowa nodded. "Well, the Press is still out there waiting for them," he said, then noticed the blond pilot's blush. "What's wrong?"
Quatre cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "Nothing at all," he replied, hoping that the statement would cover it. "Ok, how's the suit?" he asked, to steer his mind away from the cosmic impression of sexual aura surrounding the two missing pilots as well as the very corporal reaction that his body had produced. Thank Allah for long coats, he thought, smoothing down his lapels.
"Looks...official," Trowa commented, noting the avoidance to the question. Green eyes glanced over at Heero, whose Prussian blue's were locked on to Quatre with both inquiry and admiration. The contrast of the dark blue suit to Quatre's honey colored hair made the Arabian pilot look like something from a movie. Looking back, Trowa smiled. "You hardly look like a terrorist at all, right Heero?" he added, and received a flash of aqua colored fire from Quatre's eyes.
"Great camouflage," Heero commented and several of the children glanced in Quatre's direction and nodded, making mental notes to themselves. Trowa's eyes widened, hearing the comment in a totally different way.
"Thanks *Heero*," Quatre said, then looked up at Trowa. He rubbed his finger along his nose in an obscene gesture clearly meant for the green-eyed pilot. "I'll be back. Time to do the Winner," he said with a little wink, then moved to the door.
Trowa chuckled watching him leave, then laughed out loud when Quatre stopped at the door suddenly in delayed reaction to Heero's comment. He saw the blond head turn in Heero's direction and then shake as if to clear. Heero had apparently gone back to caring for the children.
"Give 'em hell, Quatre," Trowa said.
"Uh.. yeah. Sure," Quatre replied, then left the room.
Trowa watched Quatre's retreating form and then walked over to put the now sleeping form of Esperanza into her crib. He glanced at Heero, who exchanged a look then shrugged.
In the storage closet, Duo pulled back from a last, long lingering kiss. "Regretfully, we have to return to our regularly scheduled program," he sighed, looking into Wufei's dark eyes.
"Later," Wufei replied, moving his hands around Duo's hips and squeezing. "I'll check the horde and you do the public thing."
"And then we thank the others," Duo agreed, a nod.
"Then, we'll see what this is all about," Wufei said, feeling a sense of peace, tinged with caution. All he knew was that this moment felt right and real and that they, he and Duo, had begun a journey into the unknown. Where the path would lead was an entirely different matter altogether. On impulse, he pulled the braided pilot's face to his, kissing him hard.
Duo felt the electricity spark between them again. He felt the hunger and emotion in Wufei's kiss and responded in-kind.
"Come on," Wufei said, breathing deeply. "We've gotta get out of this closet."
Duo chuckled, letting the implications lie where they would. "Before we stay here all night," he said.
Seconds later, they emerged. Both were relieved to see that life had rolled along without them. The members of the Press were busy with Quatre Winner, whose aquamarine eyes found them across the room. The blond pilot smiled at them, before looking away. There was a slight flush to his fair skin as he did so.
"Busted," a voice said, clearly from behind, causing both Duo to start.
Turning, he saw Ali leaning in the doorway. She smiled fully and raised a hand. "You guys should know by now, the Press will have their story. No ducking. Now go and talk to them before they try to break into the nursery again and I have to kill them."
Duo gave Ali a nice hug. "Yes ma'am," he said, "You ok?"
Ali nodded. "Oh I'm on cloud nine," she said, "And that is the reason," she added pointing to her approaching man.
Lian was a small man, Terran Chinese by birth. His stature was as deceptive as Wufei's. Underneath the well-tailored suit, was a solidly built body, honed by years of intense martial arts training. Trained at the age six and against his father's wishes, Lian had become a champion, mastering the all encompassing ancient art of Wu Shu. As time passed, he came to know the level of his father's greed heavily outweighed any regard of felling he had for his children. At age sixteen, Lian had been asked to step down due to scandal. It had broken his heart, but not his spirit.
In spite of the hardships, Lian had retained his pure heart. At one point in his life, he thought that he had lost the opportunity to love. Ali had changed all of that. Before coming to L2 to find the killer of his younger brother Po, Lian had gone to prison to stand for acts committed by his father. In prison, he learned of the death of his brother and broke out to find his brother's killer. The loss was compounded by the fact that the killer turned out to be his father's assistant Kai Chou. The sorrow had been doubled by the fact that the real reason for his brother's death had been the direct result of his father's greed. In the end, his father had taken the only opportunity left to him. In Lian's presence, he placed a gun at his temple and pulled the trigger.
Ali was like air to his lungs. He needed and wanted her with everything he possessed. She represented a walking miracle in his life. She had been instrumental in finding the identity of his brother's killer in the midst of losing her own and nearly losing her father as well. There were things left for them to do and saving the Center was one of them. Together, they had convinced Ali's father to invest in the community and the Center, instead of selling it off to those who had no interest in the people who lived there.
Lian moved close to Ali and bowed.
"Duo Maxwell, Master Chang Wufei, this is Jie Lian," Ali introduced, proudly.
Duo and Wufei bowed in return.
"I am honored to meet you, Master Jie." Duo replied. "Ali has spoken very highly of you. Welcome to Maxwell's Second Chance Center."
Lian bowed at the greeting and smiled. "I am very honored to be here. I've heard about you as well, Mr. Maxwell."
"Oh boy," Duo said, glancing at Ali.
"No," Lian explained. "It was good."
He then turned to Wufei and bowed as well.
"Master Chang," Lian said.
"Master Jie," Wufei replied, closing his left palm over his right fist in front of him in a returned gesture.
As the two Chinese men spoke quietly with each other, Duo leaned over to Ali. "I like him," he said, with a grin.
Ali smiled, then rolled her eyes. "Oh please," she said, then put a hand on her hip. "Ok Maxwell, don't make me have to take your butt outside. I will throw down for him."
Duo's violet eyes widened. "Why Miss O'Day, whatever do you mean?" he asked.
Brown eyes looked into Duo's, knowingly. To Ali's surprise and delight, the braided pilot blushed deeply. "Oh," he said simply. A sly Duo grin spread across his features as he leaned in and said. "I think I have my hands full now, so Lian's safe from my wicked ways."
Ali laughed and then hugged Duo hard. "For now, right?" she added, then her expression changed to one of seriousness as she brushed Duo's bangs back away from his face. "Thanks boss," she said. "If it were not for you and your big heart, I would still been very unhappy and acting like an idiot hatin' on my father. Lian told me that you orchestrated thier meeting together and I'm not mad, I'm delighted," she added, leaning forward and kissing Duo's cheek.
"Be happy pretty lady," Duo said, simply.
Ali nodded and then her eye brow lifted. "Don't look now, but your public just spotted you," she said, then brushed imaginary dirt from Duo's shoulders. "Remember, keep it clean, no fighting and mention the Center needs money a lot of times," she coached.
"Yes, ma'am," Duo replied. He glanced up at Wufei for a moment and then turned to meet the Press.
- End Pt1. -
von
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