Duo groaned and stretched, feeling like he had been through the wringer. Howard was snoring beside him, sounding like he was dead to the world. Duo started to sneak out of the bed, stopped only by Howard grabbing his braid and holding him there.
"Good morning kid." Howard said sarcastically, "Or is it evening?"
"No windows, no clock, no watch," Duo said sarcastically, "Am I supposed to pull the time out of nothing?"
Howard chuckled and looked at his watch. Five in the evening. They woke up in time for a shower and then they would have to be going. Duo was off of his little trip, he was speaking now.
"A couple of more minutes and then a shower. We got an invitation to dine with our kind host, Mirialdo Peacecraft." Howard announced.
"No fucking way," Duo started wrestling with Howard to let go of his braid so that he could run. Where he could run to was an academic question, but running was the first reaction he got when Mirialdo was mentioned. Hiding was the second.
"Yes way." Howard said patiently, he expected this reaction. He reeled Duo in closer to him, with the braid and then he grabbed the collar around his neck to hold him still. He started into Duo's terrified eyes. It hurt to see him that scared, but it was a change from what his usual expression was. It was a start. "He promises that it's just dinner. Then afterwards he wants you for the night, that he won't hurt you. He said that will be the last time that he'll want you." Because by then, he'll stop trying to see if Treize still loves him, that he doesn't remember you at all, because he'd hopefully get all out of his system and he'll stop tormenting Treize.
"Because I'll be dead." Duo said, trying to break Howard's fingers so that he'd let go of him.
"No kid, not dead." Howard said softly, hugging him with his free arm. "With any luck, he'll let you zone out like I do, and then you won't remember."
"I hope so." Duo muttered into his chest. "I still wake up screaming from nightmares about the Libra." God he must be still strung out if he admitted that to Howard. Something that could be used against him.
"Kid, what do you remember about last night?" Howard asked softly, he was starting to worry about brain damage with the amounts of crap that he had pumped into Duo's system. After tonight, he might not have to do it anymore. Hopefully he'd get some life back into him after the shock wore off.
Duo thought hard. He remembered dinner, the rabbit special that Howard had served him. And he talked with Howard about something, then Howard gave him that pill and Duo didn't remember anything. He tried to, though. He could guess, because his was sore in certain areas and sticky that hinted that it had been a night of wild sex. But he couldn't remember the details.
"I ate," he started slowly, "Cold soup and raw veggies. Then we talked about something and the rest is blank. But I know that there was sex because I can feel it."
"You said some stuff that scared me, kid. And that you liked the drugs because you could sleep and forget. So after you were flying on your trip, courtesy of Air Howard, you did your imitation of a bunny."
"Stop feeding me rabbit food, and I will stop being a bunny." Duo grumbled.
Howard laughed, causing Duo to look up at him. "What's so funny?" he demanded.
"You know that's the first joke I heard out of you in a while? You always had a joke to cheer up the crew. But not the last time. You were sad. Now, I look at you and wonder why you're still moving, your eyes are so dead."
"I wasn't in too good a mood, for the last visit." Duo said quietly.
"Yeah, you weren't. And I wasn't too happy to see you, because I wanted you. And you, from the ravings that I heard from Mirialdo and the gossip that I heard from the other pilots had found someone."
"You got me now, must be a dream come true." Duo said bitterly. How can you still want me… I'm screwed up, not that you let me be awake or down long enough to find out. And ugly. But you did tell me I was a sweet ride, you must be fucking me with your eyes closed. I still can't believe that you can get it up looking at me.
"What I got now kid, is a zombie that if I throw drugs at, turns into a sex fiend. I don't have the kid that I found on the PeaceMillion." I didn't realize how much I liked you until you were gone. Watching you for that year, during your training, Then all the visits for refueling and fixing that damned machine. Then I find out that you were in bed and in love with Treize. I hated that. Even if it had started out as orders. I just wondered if I had said anything would you have believed me? Or just thought me a dirty old man. You do now and I don't blame you, kid. But funny thing is that I like Treize, I can see why you fell for him.
Duo laughed quietly. "Blame Zechs. Blame the Docs and blame T-chan. They all had a hand in killing him."
"Zechs and the Doc I can see, but the general?"
Duo pulled out of Howard's grip and sat up, putting his chin on his knees. "He was nice to me. And he cared. But I already told you that, on the PeaceMillion. So I started to care too. And you know what happened."
"Kid, it's not your fault." Howard said, hating what was going to happen later, the shock that he was going to get. Zombie might be good for Duo right now, it would help him get through Miriado's last test for Treize.
"I know, but it is too. It might have been different…" Duo's voice trailed off.
"Might have beens drive you insane." Howard said. "I might be a legit businessman with a wife and kids if I hadn't built TallGeese and then disappeared with the Docs twenty years ago. So don't think about it."
"You built TallGeese?" Duo asked.
"Yeah, I wasn't the crook that you see all my life." Howard, laughed at himself.
"Well, could you tell me one thing?" Duo asked seriously, "Why was it so damn big? All the other Gundams were smaller. It would have been nice if there was a little more elbow room in Shinigami."
Howard laughed. "It was a guy thing. Bigger is better, besides we made as a prototype for normal soldiers, not psycho shrimps like the Gundams were built for."
Duo made a face at him and shivered. "Nah, none of you had to live in it for weeks, in Space. You just didn't give a flying fuck. It was lonely in there…."
"This is getting too serious a conversation and you're going to scare me, again, so we're going to take a shower and get dressed and meet our charming host for dinner."
"Charming does cover Zechs." Duo muttered, dropping the topic. He didn't want any more of Howard's junk right now, which seemed to be his reaction to Duo scaring him. "Noin still thinks that he can do no wrong. I wonder how she'd like the fact that her Prince Charming is alive and ignoring her."
"Enough talk kid, shower. We don't have to take them together, but I'm not leaving you alone. So you get to watch me and," Howard leered at Duo, "I get to watch you." He grabbed Duo's wrists and twisted his bracelets so that they hooked together. Duo tried to get them undone and failed after nearly dislocating his thumb to do so. He cursed Howard as he was dragged into the bathroom. Howard's laughing "Be thankful that I hooked them in front of you," didn't help. So that was why the bastard put them on him, so that he would have a way to control him for the rest of his life.
Duo retaliated be fighting Howard every step of the way, from getting into the shower, (water was everywhere, Duo felt sorry for whoever had to clean it up) getting his hair washed, to Howard brushing it out and giving him a hairstyle that wasn't his usual braid. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't him. Duo glared at Howard, not liking the smug smile that the older man had.
"Kid, get dressed." was his only comment, throwing his clothes at him. Duo caught them, it would take more then handcuffs to let him miss such an easy throw. He was disturbed that they were so slippery, he was guessing they were made of a heavy silk. And that there was only a loose tunic top and drawstring pants. No underwear.
"Howard, I can't wear this." Duo said in panicked tone.
"Why not kid?" Howard asked, knowing the answer. An evening of the silk rubbing against Duo's piercings was going to drive him insane. "It either that or naked, And I know that you don't do naked anymore. If you ever did."
"You bastard." Duo cursed, defeated. "You just getting off on it aren't you. I amuse you so much."
"Think of it this way," Howard started, walking over to Duo, he was getting dressed, either voluntarily or involuntarily, he didn't have the patience for this. Duo would be glad for the distraction once he saw what the evening was going to be like, "I either lead you down there like a dog, on a leash, naked, which will amuse our host Mirialdo to no end. Or you get dressed and walk down there like a human being, no leash. No handcuffs, because you will promise to behave yourself. Eat with some manners and not try kill him or yourself until you get back to this room. I know that Mirialdo scares you, he's a sick fuck, and he scares a lot of my people. That's why I keep him around. And after tonight, we can take off and you just deal just with me in another one of my places." Your going to want to leave then and the only reason I'm doing this is so that you can say good bye to your lover, see that he's okay. Hopefully Mirialdo doesn't weird out on you. I swear that he's still tripping on Epyon when he pulls some of the shit that he does with Treize. And Treize takes which is scarier.
"I can't promise that," Duo said dully. "But I'll wear the outfit. I'll try to behave. But he's not going to let me near anything sharp and pointy because I will try to kill him. What he did to me in that room, I will not forget."
"Kid…"Howard sighed. "It's not going to be what you think. But it might be bad. Just hold on and when you get back here, you can let it all out." Cry in my shoulder, maybe get some life back into you.
Duo sighed, shaking his head at Howard's cryptic statements. He was going to spend the evening with the guy that tortured him on the Libra and the man that was using him as a fuck toy and he was expected to act 'normal' The outfit was going to be hell to wear. The color was nice, a deep indigo that changed to a lighter color under the light, but it was something that by the end of the evening, given his reactions to anything on those damn piercings, was going to give him the hard on of the year.
"Let me do you a favor. It's going to be semi-uncomfortable, but…" Howard's voice trailed off as he started to look through the nightstand drawer. He grabbed something out of it and walked over to where Duo was standing. "Sit on the bed and spread you legs. It'll show you why I did some of the things that I did to you."
Duo wordlessly moved over, he was too tired to fight. He had used up all his energy fighting earlier. He was just numb now. Numb would get him through whatever those two had planned for him. Howard gently grabbed the ring near the end of his cock, and slipped a small ribbon through it, running through the one at the base of his penis, through the one that was between his legs and then back up to the on at the end of his penis and tying the whole thing off.
"That will keep you from showing that you're getting excited." Howard said, "And I might get to unwrap you later, which might be fun. But you get an involuntary hard on from anything, it'll hurt with the way I have you tied and keep your mind off of things." I doubt it, but Mirialdo might just make you watch them, torture you that way.
"For you," muttered Duo, throwing his clothes on after Howard unhooked his bracelets. The tunic was long enough to cover him, even if he wasn't wearing the pants, Duo was happy to note. And they were both loose enough not to be rubbing against him all the time. If he slouched his shoulders, he'd make it though the evening without getting hard and hurting because of the stupid nipple rings. The navel ring wasn't that bad and the other stuff was mostly taken care of by that strip of ribbon.
Howard surprised Duo by actually looking decent for a change. He was wearing a shirt that wasn't one of his tacky Hawaiian ones and a decent pair of pants. Howard must have learned to dress when he stopped the salvage operation and went into running drugs full time.
"Hey kid," Howard said, breaking into his thoughts. "Take my hand and we can walk off into the sunset or the dining room, whichever I find first. Just behave or you get 'cuffed again."
Duo shrugged and wordlessly held out his hand. Howard grinned at him and faltered a little when it wasn't returned. He had hoped that Duo was getting his old spirit back, but the zombie had returned. That was probably how Duo coped with the world now. Howard mentally cursed himself for the billionth time for letting G get his hands on Duo.
They walked in silence through the big house, Duo noticing the total lack of anything that might make the place homier. It was colder then Zechs was. He stopped and took a deep breath before entering the dining room. Zechs wouldn't start anything this early, he like to draw things out and then go for the brutal finish. Howard dropped his hand and patted him on top of his head, rather like he was a two year old. Duo glared at him, and walked into the room trying to decide whether he should be happy or angry with Howard distracting him. A split second later he decided happy was good, when Zechs smiled down at him from across the room and then stepped aside to let him see who was behind him. Duo was very proud of the fact that he didn't faint or react in any other way then widening his eyes when he recognized T-chan standing behind Zechs and smiling happily up at the bastard before he kissed him. And not one of those social kisses, they were checking for each other's tonsils with their tongue. Duo was glad the Howard put a discreet hand at his back, supporting him a little and guiding him further into the room, because Duo knew that he was in shock and was going to need some time to recover before facing Zechs. He was on automatic right now, he had no idea what was going on.
T-chan looked younger, a little beat up though. There was a faint scar running down the side of his face and his hair was longer and shaggier. But the big change was his eyes. They weren't haunted or tired looking, like he had been the last time he had seen him at Luxembourg. Duo glanced sharply at Howard, angry that he didn't warn him. Howard returned the look, steadily, a faint shifting in them, signaling to Duo that Zechs, no Mirialdo he had to remember that name, was responsible for that. The buzzing in his head he pushed into the back of his mind, he couldn't afford to be distracted now. He took a deep breath, tried to center himself like Wufei had taught him so long ago and focused. Everything was too sharp, too loud, a result of the shock that he just had, but he would put up that to find out what was going on.
Mirialdo smiled at Duo and purred at him, fighting to keep the glee out of his tone as he spoke. "I would like to introduce you to my lover, Treize. Treize this is Howard's 'companion', Kurja."
Treize might figure out that there was something wrong then, if he heard the glee, the gloating. While over the last year he had become the subservient lover that he wanted, Mirialdo was still uneasy. Treize was dependant on him for everything, but that might not stop him from running to Howard if the notion seized him. The two of them had gotten to be friends over the last year, odd as it seemed, the Aristo and the drug runner. They had the same taste in literature and argued about what they had read for hours. Mirialdo was still nervous that Treize would wake up one day and decide to leave, so that he couldn't control him anymore, no matter how much he had conditioned him to be dependant on him. Treize was finally perfect for him, submissive in bed and out of it. Willing to take any abuse that he did to him, on the occasions that Mirialdo needed to do so, when his demons got too much for him.
Outside his conversations with Howard and some of his people, Treize talked to no one, willing to just be here. Granted Mirialdo had convinced him that he was a wanted criminal and that he would be arrested if he left this place. Treize must have decided that one prison was much like another, this one was more comfortable and he did get to work on his garden. But Treize was his to control. This was just the last test, to see if he truly had forgotten that little slut of a pilot. It hurt that Duo didn't exactly look like he had then. Howard had arranged his hair differently, and he had grown a little.
Duo murmured a soft "Hello," before Howard separated the two of them so that Duo could recover from the shock. Howard hoped that Duo managed to get through this evening, he was willing to bet that it would be worse then the Libra storeroom for Duo. He hadn't missed the sharp glance that Duo had shot him. Howard didn't know if it was better that Duo looked so devastated for a moment or if his dead eyes never changed. Howard kissed Duo softly on the temple in apology for his part in this and then helped him into his seat like he was a girl, before he collapsed. He could feel Duo shaking underneath his hand, trying to control himself. Duo frowned up at him, before dropping his eyes to his plate, wondering why Howard was being nice to him, it wasn't like he really cared, he could pick up another kid to fuck when he got back to London. Duo tried not to look up again for the rest of the evening, because he'd just do something stupid and never find out what was going on.
Duo followed the conversation around him, listening to it, but not participating, unless someone asked him a question. Mirialdo had spent the first two courses making semi-barbed comments to Duo, which he answered with either a smile or a shrug, not lifting his eyes. When Mirialdo realized that he couldn't get a negative reaction out of Duo, he settled down. He could always torture him later. Duo realized that he looked like an idiot with those responses, but he didn't trust himself to speak. He spent his time discreetly observing T-chan.
It had physically hurt him that he had looked right though him it seemed, not recognizing him. Duo knew that he had changed, but there had been no glimmer of recognition in those eyes. Then T-chan kissed Mirialdo in front of him. Duo felt little, grubby and cheap and hoped that the floor would just swallow him up. The introduction as Howard's companion didn't pass by him. Mirialdo for once had enough sense not to refer to him as a slut or a fuck toy. But that name that he had hung on him was most likely some sort of insult, he never learned the dialect of the Sank Kingdom which was a weird little offshoot of an ancient language called Croatia. Howard ignored it anyway and kept on calling him kid when he addressed him, chatting with Treize about things but keeping a worried eye on him. Treize just didn't talk to him. It wasn't hard, as Duo wasn't being that friendly to anyone.
It wasn't until they had gotten to the coffee and dessert stage of that hellish meal that Duo looked up. He didn't remember what he ate, or even if he ate. Mirialdo was still smiling that contented cat smirk, while Howard was looking worried. Duo ignored them both, trying not to stare at T-chan. Well it explained why he wasn't with the lines of dead that talked to him in his dreams. He was alive. And from the conversation that had been flowing around him, T-chan was happy here. He talked with Howard about books, asked a couple of questions about a few things that were happening on the outside world, but nothing that was critically important, he showed no interest in politics, which had been a passion with him. Treize was more interested in gardening then anything, now. Duo wasn't surprised to hear about the rose garden that he was growing, he wondered if he could see it. What had happened. Why didn't he remember him or Une? Why couldn't have Howard or someone told Une that he was alive? Was Mirialdo such a sick possessive fuck that he wasn't willing to let anyone know that Treize was still alive? Yeah, not like he had bothered to tell his sister or Noin that he was still breathing, so why should he tell his two least favorite people in the world that Treize was alive, so they'd take him away from him.
Duo was staring into his coffee cup, hoping that he could find some answers there when he heard T-chan ask him something. He looked up into T-chan's eyes unshadowed eyes and flinched, not even hearing the question. Duo then looked blankly at him and then shook his head. That had worked earlier.
Treize frowned at Howard's companion. It was the first time that the older man had brought someone with him, besides the occasional lieutenant or flunky. And it was a small, silent boy who barely opened his mouth to eat, never mind talk. He had sat through dinner, poking at his food more then eating it, not speaking, not looking up. Treize was sorry that he was probably bored with the conversation, but he should have better manners than that. Or maybe he was here to learn manners? And Mirialdo's catty remarks and insulting introduction hadn't helped either. He had been about to kick him under the table to get him to stop, when he finally did, no matter what punishment he was going to earn later for overstepping his bounds and being too aggressive. Teasing the poor child wasn't going to help him feel more at ease.
Treize knew part of why he was here, he had overheard the rather pointed remarks from some of Howard's people. That Kid had been picked up in London and Howard wasted no time with getting him into bed or any place else with him. Howard acted like a boy with a new toy, which was what Kid seemed to be, a fancy bit of fluff for the boss. Treize couldn't blame Howard, the boy was beautiful and most likely grateful for the older man's 'patronage'. But he probably felt uneasy about appearing with him socially, where someone knew what he was there for. Treize mentally laughed at himself, their positions weren't much different, just Howard was more honest about it then Miri was. Treize knew that Mirialdo regarded him as little more then a trophy at times, no matter how much he loved him. But why weren't they letting Kid have anything sharper then a spoon. Was he that much of a threat? Was he that unwilling to be here? Or was it something else?
Treize sighed at the boy's reaction to his last question, did he expect to get hit? Treize idly wondered what his real name was, no one would name themselves 'whore', which is what Mirialdo had called him. There were times that Treize really loathed his lover for his cruelty, tormenting this frightened child was one of them. Kid wasn't much better for a name, which was what Howard was calling him.
"I said, I'm sorry that you were bored at dinner." Treize smiled at him.
"I wasn't bored," was the soft reply, "I just don't talk much." I'm too busy trying to figure out why you're treating me like a stranger. Because you have to? Because I've been in Howard's bed for the last week? But I'm beginning to think that you honestly don't know me. You've changed too much from the man I love. But it isn't bad, just different. And I'm not the same person that crawled into your bed three years ago. But what happened, what made you forget me? I bared my soul to you, fell so deeply in love that it hurt and now you're with the person that tortured and broke me. God must really hate me.
"His talents do lie in other directions," Mirialdo smirked, "And we are trying them out later on. He will be much too busy with his mouth and doing other things to speak."
Treize blushed furiously at that announcement, and was surprised at the sad smile that Kid, gave him when he spoke. "You shouldn't just announce things like that. What if he doesn't want to?"
"Treize," Mirialdo snarled stressing the name slightly, "Does what I ask him too."
"That wasn't an ask, it was a tell." was the toneless reply. "He does have a mind of his own. He might not be interested."
Howard opened his mouth and shut it again. If Duo was willing to show some life, even if it was something as stupid are arguing with Mirialdo Peacecraft, he'd let him show some, but he would shut him up of he pushed too far. Duo might have a death wish, but he didn't want to see him dead. And Mirialdo's temper was uncertain, Howard had noticed how much he had been drinking. Mirialdo was definitely buzzed now and he showed no signs of slowing down.
Mirialdo flushed and almost snarled. That little kuja wasn't going to tell him what to do. He was already out of sorts because he didn't get the reaction that he wanted. Maxwell hadn't cried, thrown himself at Treize or anything that he expected. After the first shocked, devastated and uncomprehending look, he was quiet. Studying what was going on. Mirialdo had underestimated his opponent, he wasn't going to do that again. But now the little slut was showing some spirit and that wouldn't do. He had the weapon to take him down a notch or two and he would use it.
Mirialdo caught Duo's eyes and was satisfied to see that he was afraid. That was good. He shifted his glance to the left, towards Treize, letting Duo hear the unspoken threat that it wasn't him that was going to suffer if he kept this up, He might not anyway. Duo would be very surprised to see how much Treize was willing to accept from his lover, with the lie 'that was the way we were before.'
Duo caught that unspoken threat and paled. He wouldn't put it past Mirialdo to hurt Treize to get to him. He had hurt Treize before, he'd do it again.
Treize wondered what had passed between the other two to make the boy pale like that. Treize wasn't stupid, Mirialdo could be a cruel SOB if he wanted to, he'd been so often enough to him. He had just figured out that maybe Mirialdo knew this boy a bit better then he should. Treize realized that fidelity might be a bit much to ask from his lover when he left on a 'business' trip. He didn't expect it if he dreamed of strangers when he was gone. And something had been worked out ahead of time between Howard and Mirialdo about that little announcement, since Howard wasn't protesting it. He didn't look happy though. The boy knew about it too, because he hadn't sounded surprised by it. Just upset that he was embarrassed and surprised. Treize attempted to make some sort of peace, the tension was getting a little high.
"I was just surprised." Treize said smoothly, "Mirialdo usually has little surprises for me, I just didn't realize that you were one of them." Most of them are to hurt me or test me in some way. What are you supposed to be? A test of my love? Another target so that I won't get whipped? It's about time for that. You haven't figured out that I know that whatever is causing you to abuse me in bed, runs in a pattern. Or something to throw in my face later if I enjoy you. You're beautiful, Howard shouldn't be lending you out like a book. Or is an evening with Miri and myself punishment? Something to make you grateful for an older, more considerate lover?
"As someone once told me, the packaging doesn't always match the contents." was Duo's odd reply. "Beware of gifts…"
That bastard Mirialdo wasn't satisfied with what he had, he had to rub his face in it, make Duo watch him with Treize. And haveTreize see him looking like this. Duo knew that his clothes would be off and Mirialdo would enjoy every horrified gasp, look and shudder that Treize would make. Duo was still trying to figure out how Howard could fuck him even with his eyes closed, he was disgusting to feel and look at. Nothing could make up for that.
Howard caught his eye and shook his head slightly at him. Duo was surprised that Howard would be willing to warn him to be careful about Mirialdo. Well, getting rid of the body might be more effort then Howard wanted to do. Duo knew that Howard might be fond of him, but he was too angry at the Universe to be careful. Mirialdo had shattered him into little tiny pieces on the Libra. Treize's apparent death just made more, littler pieces. And now he was expected go along with whatever mad scheme there was going on here, because he had too. Or Mirialdo would hurt Treize. But hopefully Mirialdo would be nice for once and let him forget what was going on by letting him be stoned out of his mind. But he doubted it. While he was wishing for impossibilities, might as well hope for Heero bursting into the room to kill him right now.
"You know the classics?" Treize asked, he had gotten the reference and wondered why Kid had said that. "You've read the Iliad?"
"I used to read a lot," Duo replied. Actually you read it to me once, we cuddled up and you read me the whole thing over the course of a couple of visits. I still have the book. I've reread it a lot. So many sleepless nights I've read your books.
"Now's he's a little too busy keeping Howard 'entertained'." Mirialdo remarked snidely.
"Kid has a brain, just is making his mind up whether he wants to show me it or not." Howard said calmly, cutting off the discussion. Mirialdo smirked, not bothered by Howard's manipulation of the conversation. He had plenty of time to torture that kuja Maxwell before the night was over, he shouldn't rush things by starting too soon. He had time.
Duo was shaking. Mirialdo had cooed that it was time for them to retire. Howard opened his mouth, but then shut it again. This was beyond him now, probably got out of hand when Duo crawled into bed with Treize the first time. Protesting what was going to happen was useless, Duo knew what was on the line, he'd said enough with his body language. Someone was going to get hurt tonight, if it wasn't him it would be Treize. And Duo would still protect the man that he loved even through the guy didn't remember him. The odd signals that he and Mirialdo were bouncing off each other screamed that. He was willing, scared shitless, but willing. As they all got up to leave, Howard to his room, Duo with Treize and Mirialdo, Howard finally said something. "Hey, Kid…"he started, then let his voice trail of when he realized that he had nothing to say. It was out of his hands.
Duo shook his head and went over to him, giving him a good night hug. Howard was pleased, worried and wondering what was going on, when Duo hissed in his ear, "You're telling me everything tomorrow!" before turning and walking out the door. Mirialdo roughly grabbed his collar before he got too far and Duo winced. He wasn't going to run. He knew what would happen to Treize if he did. And he had no where to go before they found him, because he had no idea where he was and was in an outfit that screamed 'kept boy' and barefoot.
Mirialdo smiled and gestured to Treize to lead the way. Treize uncertainly smiled back, trying not to shoot a worried look back at Howard. There was something going on. Something that the other three knew and no one was going to tell him. But what?
"Treize, your room, tonight…that is where we keep most of the toys." Mirialdo purred to Duo, enjoying the shivers that shook him. "No comments? Did the last time show you the error of your ways?"
Treize glanced at Mirialdo sharply, wondering when the last time had been. Mirialdo tried to twist the collar a little tighter, frowning when he couldn't. "What's this made of?" he hissed at Duo.
"I don't know." Duo answered. "I can't get it off. He said Gundanium, but…" he shrugged.
Mirialdo laughed. "You don't have much luck do you…another thing that is marking you for life."
"What's Gundanium?" Treize asked curiously. He knew that it was important and he should know it, but he couldn't help asking the question.
Duo stared at him, shocked. He didn't know what Gundanium was? What the fuck was going on here? Pretending not to know him was one thing, but not knowing something that common… he'd explain a little. "It's a material that's almost unbreakable, was used as armor for certain mobile suits, made in small quantities now, that the war is over." Duo explained softly. T-chan must be missing a lot of his memories if he didn't remember that. T-chan should know that, he was a mech designer! Or had he left out a bowl of milk for the fairies to get Epyon!
"That's not important, Treize, my love." Mirialdo said softly leaning over to give him a long kiss. After they broke off, Mirialdo transferred his grip to Duo's hair and tilted his head back. "First rule of the night, no speaking unless spoken too."
Duo nodded, barely, he couldn't move his head much. Mirialdo smiled and started to walk/drag Duo down the hallway, not bothering to let go of his hair, letting Treize fall in behind them.
Duo managed not to trip too much as he was thrown over the door way. T-chan's room looked nice. Big Bay window, too bad it was the third floor, he'd of tried to get out that way, if he could. He still wanted to run screaming. Books were scatted about and the room looked comfortable. And the smeel of roses filled the air, it might have been any of the rooms that Treize had stayed in when he was in OZ. Duo avoided looking at the bed, not wanting to start torturing himself any earlier the he had too. But it was impressive, big enough to land a Pieces on and had an odd beam arrangement on top of it, Duo didn't want to know what that might be used for.
Mirialdo laughed over his lack of grace and walked over to Duo. "Kneel"
Duo lowered himself to the position, managing not to rub up against the silk too much, but he could feel the slight movements that the top made, hardening his nipples. He hunched his shoulders to hide the reaction, folding his hands on his lap and bowing his head. He was mentally screaming already and it wasn't going to get better.
"Treize, love, he's your surprise, what do you think that you'd like to do with him?" Mirialdo purred, sensuously. I'm going to let you enjoy him and then hurt the both of you…or I'll punish you anyways, even if you don't enjoy him. Just to show him how much control I have over you.
Treize shivered and wondered if he looked that vulnerable when he kneeled before Miri. It was intoxicating, he could feel himself getting hard at the thought of someone else being submissive to him. "I don't know. He's seems so…young."
Duo winced, but didn't show any other reaction. Short sucked. Everyone thought that you were fourteen or something. And T-chan should know better. He hadn't been young…since before he remembered. Treize walked over to Duo and undid his hair, letting it fall around Duo's body. "Angelic…" Treize breathed.
Mirialdo smirked, devilish was more like it, and once Treize saw what that slut looked like…it would be lovely to see the disgust. He sat down to observe Treize, this should be fun. Maxwell wondering what was happening and then Treize rejecting him once he saw the clothes off. Rejecting Maxwell for his perfect lover, him.
Treize glanced over to Miri for permission to continue, wondering what was the trap. And looking down on that wealth of chestnut hair, why did he have a sense of déjà vu? That he had thought that before about the boy kneeling at his feet. But he had never seen him before, had he? Was he supposed to know him? Was that the trap? Then what would the punishment be? Because Miri would punish him for this, whether he knew why or not. He was like that, much to Treize's sorrow. He was very willing to let his past go, let Miri control him since he needed to do that, why couldn't Miri? But the punishment might be worth exploring this lovely creature that was at his feet.
Mirialdo smiled, Treize's uncertainty was making him drunker then he was. So submissive, still even when he was apparently in charge. Mirialdo waved his permission for his lover to continue to explore his surprise. Treize leaned down and tilted Duo's head up, wanting to see his eyes. The small glimpses that he had of them at dinner, showed them to be the color of orchids. Or was it pansies? Treize was disturbed at the slight resistance that he felt, before the boy lifted his head up to met his eyes. Treize frowned at him, why did he think of flowers? These eyes were cold and dead. Not hard, but just…lifeless. Was this night some punishment that Howard wanted for the child?
Duo stared back at T-chan. God his eyes looked so young, so peaceful, even innocent. He'd never looked that untroubled, ever since Duo had known him. Especially after he had built Epyon. Was Mirialdo that good for him? What did he have that Duo couldn't offer him? Strike that. Mirialdo was all that he wasn't, except that they were both crazy. He was everything that Duo wasn't -tall, unscarred, untouched. So why should he remember the little street whore from L2? Just because he had been stupid enough to fall in love with him. Duo was happy when T-chan let him drop his gaze back down to the floor, he was about to cry and he didn't want to give Mirialdo that satisfaction.
"Take off my clothes." Treize ordered, stalling for time, trying to figure out what had made someone so young, look so dead.
Duo bowed down further and untied his shoes, slowly taking them off, letting Treize balance on his body. Not that Treize needed much, just it was so odd that Duo started out this way, shoes? Duo then slipped off his socks, slowly rising to unzip Treize's pants and slip then off. He was slightly startled to see that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Duo bit his lip, just enjoying the smell of T-chan. God he had missed that. Musk and roses. He fought the urge to throw his arms around T-chan's waist and just start crying. He couldn't. He didn't want to give Mirialdo the satisfaction. He got to his feet to unbutton his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. He couldn't help the small distressed noise he made when he saw the scars. God, the whole electrical system in the cockpit must have exploded on him to do that much damage. No wonder he didn't remember anything, he must have had the shit shocked out of his brain.
"It isn't pretty, but I don't remember getting them." Treize said, brushing Duo's hair back. It felt good, silky. Different from Miri's. It was longer too, coming down to his thighs. He must be a delicious sight clothed in nothing but that mane of hair.
I remember getting mine, T-chan. And they aren't pretty either. You'll probably see them soon, I can't see Mirialdo resisting the opportunity to have you see them. Duo thought, absently folding the shirt. It was a habit, he almost turned around to place it on top of his pack, when he shook himself. Stupid Duo, that's gone. And if you let you mind wander again, so won't you be. Because you shouldn't forget who's behind you. Duo knelt back down instead, wondering what was going to happen next, still holding the shirt. He held it tightly and fought the urge to bury his face in it.
Treize looked down and frowned. Aside from that small noise, the boy had been quiet, almost mechanical in his actions. He didn't miss the white knuckles on the hands that were holding on to his shirt. God, the child must be terrified.
"Look up." Treize ordered.
Duo slowly lifted his eyes, wondering what was happening next, he was very aware of the fact that Mirialdo was behind him, lounging in a chair, drinking and watching everything that was happening. He forced himself to look back at Treize, hoping that his agony didn't show.
"Drop the shirt and take off your clothes…slowly." Treize said, hoping that he wouldn't get punished for this. Miraldo had told him to explore, but he might not like the fact that he was giving orders instead of taking them. But he was tired of wondering what was going to explode in his face. And he knew that he would be punished for this night, he might as well feel power over someone for once. To control instead of being controlled.
Duo stood up and dropped the shirt. His shaking hands fumbled under his tunic for a second before finding the drawstring and untying the pants. He let them drop and stepped out of them, closer to Treize. Duo caught his eyes and then slowly lifted up his tunic, exposing the ripped up body underneath. Treize couldn't stop staring into Duo's eyes, wondering what he was afraid of until Duo drew his top over his head and threw it to the ground. Treize followed the action of the arm and the fluttering of his top on the floor. He then slowly lifted his eyes, traveling up from Duo's feet, slowly back to his face. Treize hadn't missed the satisfied look on Miri's face when his eyes widened in shock when he saw the damage. No wonder Kid had made that odd quote about gifts….
The too thin body covered with cuts and larger patches of scar tissue, the nipple and navel rings, plus that odd ring arrangement that had allowed Howard to tie his penis up with a ribbon. Treize suspected that the loose anklets and bracelets were also something that he couldn't get off, like the collar. Treize took it all in, but especially the ashamed look that was in the boy's eyes. He stepped forward, keeping eye contact and leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips. He faintly heard Miri's hiss of displeasure, but he was more interested in teasing Kid's mouth open. He didn't care about the power anymore, he just wanted to drive that look out of his eyes.
Duo kissed back, deepening it when he felt Treize start to mold himself to his body. Treize's hands were slowly stroking his back, gently rubbing it, trying to get him to relax. Duo twitched when Treize shifted and rubbed against his nipple rings, moaning at the sensation. He felt himself harden, kept unmoving only because of that stupid ribbon, which was tickling him, adding to the general discomfort he was feeling in that area. But he still felt T-chan hard against him, he still was interested in him, even looking like this.
Treize broke off the kiss and smiled down at him, "You like that?" he asked.
"Yes" Duo whispered, trying not to cry. He had dreamed of kissing him for the last two years. He wanted him so bad, he didn't care if Mirialdo was behind him watching, if he was going to get hurt for doing this with him, he just wanted to feel T-chan again. T-chan may be doing this out of boredom or pity or for any reason, but he was willing to take it, if only for one more night. One more time.
"Then I can continue?" Treize asked, stroking his cheek gently. He was disturbed at the damage that he saw, not because it was ugly, but because it had been deliberate. Someone had tortured this boy. Miri had known about it, he was expecting him to reject him because of the damage, because it was repulsive. Kid expected it too. Miri was displeased with him that he had chosen to continue, if the boy would allow him. Miri was glowering behind him, tossing back his glass of wine and pouring another, staring at Kid with such hatred in his eyes. But he wouldn't stop, he wanted to drive that shamed look out of Kid's eyes. Idly Treize wondered if he was here voluntarily, but stopped thinking at the barely heard "Only if you want to."
"Then we should retire to the bed," Treize said, hoping that Miri wouldn't do anything stupid. He started this, and there was something else going on, something about him, from the tension between Miri and the boy. Miri shouldn't be so angry that he was willing to take what was given to him, by him. "I want you to relax, be comfortable."
Duo nodded, still staring at him, afraid to say anything. He had to force out his earlier phrase, scared that T-chan would stop, since he was so revolting looking now.
Treize lifted him up and swung him into bed, disturbed at how light he was. He felt like a fragile little bird in his arms. Treize made mental note to be careful, Kid was too thin to take any abuse from Miri, he'd just make sure to keep his body between the two of them. He didn't trust his lover to be sane tonight, not with the amount of wine that he had been drinking and that strange look in his eyes. Not with this stupid act of defiance he was going to pull, to comfort someone that he didn't know and was probably never going to see again. But Kid's eyes, they were so ashamed, so lost and for a split second Treize would have sworn that he knew this boy, but he couldn't figure out from where. But that feeling was gone too fast for him to trace it, like earlier when he was wondering if Kid was a trick or trap of some sort.
Settling down on the bed after him, leaning over him to continue kissing him, closing his eyes, trying to remember. This felt so familiar, more familiar then anything that Miri had done with him. He was slightly disturbed, to hear a whispered, "Please, could you lie down so that I can be on top, I'd feel better." Treize opened his eyes to see panicked look in Kid's eyes. Treize kicked himself a little, he probably had felt trapped by the bigger man, he was so petite, even Feyish with his lack of muscle.
Duo had been kissing T-chan when he suddenly felt smothered. He resisted the urge to start clawing at him to get him off him and broke off kissing to whisper his request to get on top to T-chan. Something must have shown in his eyes, because he rolled over let Duo crawl on top. Duo heaved a sigh of relief that was cut short when T-chan dragged him up his body so he could nibble and tug at his nipple rings. Duo arched his back and moaned loudly, wondering how anything could feel that intense. He ground his hips into T-chan, sobbing in pain/pleasure from the ribbon that restricted his cock. He was hard, but it hurt because of what Howard did to him and just untying that damn thing would make him explode.
"ahh…" Duo moaned, leaning back to twist himself about, so that he could take him in his mouth, he wanted to taste T-chan, feel him in his mouth, give him pleasure. Duo gently licked off the precum on T-chan, wanting to prolong this as much as possible. He lifted his body off T-chan so that he wouldn't come too soon, if he could even come, bound up like this. He swore that Howard did something to him that made him get off by breathing alone. T-chan seized his hips and tugged slowly at the ribbon that was tied on him, with his mouth stopping when Kid sobbed. The tugging was unbelievable, he knew that he couldn't take any more teasing, so he swallowed T-chan to the root, twisting his tongue around him and sucking deeply, urging him explode in his mouth.
The vibrations from his sobs were intense, Treize decided. A small tug, a hip jerk and a sob, that took more and more of him into the Kid's mouth. They had a rhythm going. Kid really knew what he was doing, Treize was about to explode, but he wanted to wait, let his partner enjoy his release first. That was his plan, which failed. A very deep sob sent Treize over the edge, his thrashing undoing the last of the binding on Kid's cock, having him explode into Treize's gasping open mouth, he swallowed as much as he could, wondering why it tasted so good. Duo felt his world dissolve as he and T-chan came that the same time. He mindlessly drank down every drop of T-chan, greedily licking until there was nothing left. He lolled on T-chan, shivering from the aftershocks. He felt the other lift him off his body and curl around him, cuddling him close. Duo snuggled into his chest, not wanting to move.
"Mmmm thank you, T-chan, " he murmured sleepily, "I missed you."
Treize stoked his hair, barely hearing his voice. "Shh-shh. Sleep."
"Have to be asleep, s'probably only a dream…you're dead. Hav'ta thank Howard for the good trip." Duo continued.
Treize pretended not to hear that, slowly falling asleep himself, wondering to who the Kid was talking to. T-chan could be anyone, but he was worried about the trip statement. And the dead comment, since he was supposed to be dead also, did he know this small frightened child in his arms? Was that the secret that the other three were sharing, was that knowledge why Miri was so drunk and had a look in his eyes that promised pain to a lot of people. Was that what kept Kid with Howard, drugs? He didn't think that Howard would do that, but he also didn't think that someone would torture a child like he had been. He seen the damage and felt the burns and scars underneath his hands. And had seen where someone had ground a cigarette into his balls. Why?
He even managed to forget Mirialdo, glaring at them from across the room, working on his third bottle of wine, stunned into silence by what he just saw. Treize, that treacherous…ungrateful… disloyal lover, had sex with that scarred slut, before his eyes. He was supposed to reject the little kurva. But, no he fucked him, just because he told him to explore his little present, didn't mean that he was supposed to enjoy him! And now, they were cuddled together, like before, in Luxembourg. But, they were both going to get punished for that, unlike Luxembourg. Treize had forgotten one very important lesson-Miri was the master here. And that meant that Treize was going learn to ask permission to breathe from him. And that kuja, Maxwell. He forgot that spreading his legs was bad…he was going to find out again why he should have kept them closed and away from his Treize.
Duo tried to snuggle in closer to the warm body in bed with him, sleepily poised between the twilight of awareness and true sleep. He swore he was dreaming, that Howard finally scrambled his brain and he had lost it, because he could hear T-chan's heartbeat, listen to his breathing and smell him. And he shouldn't be able to do any of this, because T-chan was dead.
Duo held onto the shreds of that dream for as long as he could, until a large, a hard hand grabbed either wrist and pulled him out of bed. Duo shook his head and jerked at his wrists, ignoring the way that the bracelets were grinding against his bones. He opened his eyes and struggled, trying to break free from Zechs. Zechs kneed him in the stomach to stop his struggles and when he was doubled over and trying to breath, he then lifted him up fastening a pair of handcuffs on him, so Duo was hanging from the crossbeams on the bed. Well he knew what they were for now.
"You little kurja!" Zechs screamed at him, backhanding him across the face.
Duo shook his head to clear it, wondering what the hell was going on. He had dreamed that T-chan had made love to him, but that couldn't be true because he was dead, even though he was looking at Duo with a horrified look on his face from the bed. So maybe it hadn't been a fantasy induced by one too many drug trips from Howard.
"Miri, you set this up. Don't hurt him." Treize pleaded. Miri was out of control and this would be bad. Miri turned and snarled at him, grabbing another pair of restraints and wrestling him to the bed. Treize fought back, more afraid of what Miri might do to the boy, then for himself. Miri punched him in the stomach, stunning him and then restraining his arms to the bed.
"Both of you are going to get punished." Miri announced.
"You stupid idiot," Duo screamed at Mirialdo. "Why hurt him? You threw me at him like a cheap piece of meat and then you act surprised that he bites at it? It's not like it meant anything, he doesn't know me. It was a pity fuck." God Epyon messed with you big time. What is your game? T-chan doesn't remember me. You rubbed my nose in it, be happy. What he was just supposed to look, not touch? But he touched and it was wonderful and you bastard he doesn't remember me!
"Why should he fuck you?" Miri asked, slurring his words with the amount of wine that he had drunk. "He had me. I am beautiful, while you," Miri leaned in and grabbed Duo's face, "Look like something a dog has been gnawing on."
"No" Duo whispered back, looking into his eyes, "Just a sicko with a knife and a grudge. But I don't have to tell you that, sicko. He doesn't remember me, don't hurt him." Do you want me to beg for him some more? I will. I'd do anything to keep that innocent look in his eyes. That includes playing with you again. I don't care if he doesn't remember me.
"I won, didn't I? You said that I wouldn't." Miri asked. "I should show you how much…"
Miri smiled drunkenly and crawled to the side of the bed that he put Treize on. He leaned down and started to kiss him violently, thrusting his tongue in his mouth and forcing it open. Mirialdo kissed Treize noisily for a while, running his hands all over his body, pinching and stroking it. Fondling him to get him hard again. Treize arched into Miri's rough treatment, moaning loudly, enjoying it. Miri had been very though with his conditioning, he'd respond to either pain or pleasure from his lover. Pain was what he got more often though. Miri, even on his good days, liked rough sex with Treize.
"Oooo, you like it rough tonight, huh." Miri crooned to him, acting surprised. "I remember a game that you like. And I'm going to show the kurva too. May be you will play it together. "
Mirialdo got off the bed and wobbled over to the closet, noisily throwing things out of it until he came across a box. Under the cover of the noise, Duo tried to frantically get out of the cuffs. All he succeeded in doing was rubbing his wrists raw. He had no lock picks on him and the steel looked military grade. He wasn't going to get anywhere with them, but he had to try, he wasn't going to not fight back.
"What are you doing?" Treize asked. What did he hope to accomplish? Did actually think that he could get away?
"Trying to get out of here," Duo hissed quietly, "He's drunk. He's crazy and I'm not seeing if he's going to go through with his other threats."
"But where would you go?" What other threats? He hasn't said what he's going to do, but he frightens you.
"Any place. Howard. Or just running. I don't care if for old times, he's set up in the Antarctic again and we're gonna land out in snow field, I'm getting us out of here."
Their conversation was cut off as Mirialdo walked back to the bed. Treize was surprised that after all the noise, all Miri had with him was a crop and a vibrator. One of the larger ones, that made Treize mentally cringe just to see it. He knew what Miri was after and he wasn't happy about it. He just wondered what was going to happen, who was getting what. Or would it just be him that was punished? He hoped so, Kid looked so frail. And what was with that comment about the Antarctica? He sounded like he was babbling, but Treize didn't think so. And why we? Why should he include Treize in his plans? As he kept repeating, Treize didn't know him.
"Kurva, you don't want to stay?" Mirialdo purred, "Won't you be happy for the attention, not like you must have gotten much recently…Howard aside, who would touch you?"
Duo was silent, not wanting to say anything that might set him off. He was helpless and Treize wasn't much better. Treize had been enjoying Mirialdo's company, before this and honestly didn't remember him. God it hurt so much, but it was worth it, Treize didn't remember anything else either. If he forgot Epyon, his ghosts and New Edwards along with him, Duo wasn't going to be so selfish as wanting him to remember that, just to remember him. He was alive and for right now, healthy. And maybe Mirialdo will stop playing these sick games. It sounded like it was habit with him, so Duo wasn't too sure about that.
"Miri," Treize started softly, in as submissive a tone as he could manage, to placate his lover. "Let the boy go. Just us, as usual. Just the two of us, in the whole world."
"Too late." Mirialdo snarled. "You should have thought of that before you started playing with him."
"Next time, don't expect him not to open a present that's shoved in his face!" Duo snarled from the side, to get Mirialdo's attention. "I don't matter to him, he did it out of pity. He doesn't know me!" Stay angry with me, don't hurt him, he loves you, again. Don't abuse it. I hate that but he's happy…and I'm not, but what else is new. It's not like he left me because he hated me, he left me…because he forgot about me…#
"That hurts doesn't it…you had gotten along for so long with people wanting you -your beauty, your smooth skin, your youth. What do you have now?" Mirialdo smiled mockingly at him.
"Does it matter?" Duo asked tiredly. "It's not about me. But since you asked. I got nightmares that I wake up screaming from, that you gave me. I have days where I can't function, pretend to be normal, where I hide in the house, instead of just around the house. And I haven't really looked in a mirror since the end of the war…but what's going on here is a product of your sick imagination and rampant whatever. And I know where you got that from. I played with Epyon too." Duo was willing to recite War and Peace, dance a jig, anything if it kept Mirialdo's attention in him and not T-chan.
"Shut up!" Mirialdo screamed, striking him across the face again. He hit Duo a few more times to drive the point home. Treize was confused, what were they talking about? What was Epyon? How did they know each other?
"Miri…" Treize started.
"Sh…," Miri cooed at him, going over where he was on the bed to stroke his face gently. "I forgive you. You were weak. So I'm not going to punish you too harshly, you just thought that the little kuja deserved your attention. He's scum. And I'm going to show him that. But you…"
Mirialdo smiled and started to coat the vibrator that he held in his hand with some lubricant. Treize hated the damn thing, the way that it caused his body to enjoy whatever Mirialdo was doing to him. And the fact that he only brought it out, when he was very rough with him. Treize usually passed out after an hour or so from the overload of too much pleasure and pain. Mirialdo once spent one night watching him, not touching Treize at all, seeing him writhe on the bed, in tears after a couple of hours, begging him to remove it, he couldn't stand it any more. And after he had passed out, how he still was reacting to the thing, even unconscious. Treize had been in bed for a couple of days after that, too sore to move.
Mirialdo stretched Treize so that he could take it without too much pain. Why start so early, it would happen later, after hours of writhing with the thing stuck up his ass. He wouldn't do anything else to him, just make Duo watch them together. After he beat the kuja to with in inch of his life with the crop. What were a few more scars to him? So long as he didn't touch his face or hair, Howard wouldn't protest too much. Howard was very practical that way.
Duo watched while Mirialdo inserted that huge mucking thing into T-chan. God it was big, he didn't miss the slight look of discomfort that passed over his face before Mirialdo turned it on and adjusted it so that it was hitting its mark inside T-chan. After a few minutes T-chan groaned and climaxed, panting. Duo watched as it was repeated again and again every couple of minutes. Mirialdo was behind him, stoking his body, listening to soft, involuntary sounds of pleasure that Duo made if he stroked a sensitive spot. After a while, Duo realized that Mirialdo wasn't going to stop, that he was very willing to watch T-chan go on like that all night, after it had passed from being pleasurable to painful very fast.
"You bastard," Duo whispered hoarsely. If he spoke any louder he'd be screaming.
"You bastard," Duo whispered hoarsely. If he spoke any louder he'd be screaming.
"Lovely isn't it?" Mirialdo cooed, "He looks so good like that."
"You're hurting him." Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
"But it's such a pleasant pain. He's learned to like it. He didn't at first, but he was willing to do anything to please me. Still is. He won't break for a while…he's learned that it doesn't do any good to beg, but it does get me more excited. And still he stays with me, because he loves me. Me. Not you." Mirialdo purred in his ear. "And now your punishment. What did you do that made him want you?"
"I don't know." Duo answered quietly, unable to tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him.
"It must have been something…he looked at you and then he kissed you." Mirialdo growled.
"I expected him to look at me and…" Duo's voice trailed off. He was treating me like a stranger all night. You were at my back and I hated myself, I felt like the grubby little whore that I was. Then he told me to take off my clothes…I was so ashamed. I hate what I look like now. It's not the scars, really…but what Howard did to me. That I still look like I'm fourteen. That I don't know how long I can hold on to my sanity, because here and now, seeing this…it would be so easy to give into just letting go and allowing myself to be a toy for Howard.
"Wrong answer, not that there was a right one." Mirialdo laughed as he uncuffed one of Duo's handcuffs suddenly. Duo fell to the bed, rubbing his wrists, trying to get the circulation back. His arms and shoulders ached from that position and he hadn't been in it all that long. Mirialdo dragged Duo over to Treize, ignoring a kick that Duo aimed at him, hitting him on the back of the head to quiet him down, then grabbing and shoving his hands though slats of the headboard, relocking the handcuffs so that he couldn't move.
Treize opened his eyes and tried to smile, to reassure him, his body involuntarily jerking against Duo's. Duo moved closer, not knowing why, just wanting to be able to do something to help T-chan. To show that someone cared, even if they couldn't do much. Duo jerked when he felt the sting across his back and then the flaring of pain. "What?" he gasped.
"Stop! Touching! Him! He's! Mine!" Mirialdo growled, punctuating every word with a slash of the crop. Duo slipped and half fell across Treize, struggling to get up. He couldn't find his balance, between not having the use of his hands and the softness of the bed. He foundered about, unable to get up, sobbing helplessly as he laid there and took the beating that Mirialdo gave him. Treize's moving underneath him rubbed against his piercings and he felt himself get hard, rubbing against the bed and T-chan, simulated a little still from what Mirialdo had done to him earlier, even during getting the whipping from Mirialdo. He wasn't even aware of Mirialdo dropping the whip and climbed onto the bed in back of him until he felt him probing at him with his penis, looking for his opening and then just shoving it in when he found it. Duo screamed, trying not to tense up from the pain and failing, feeling the tearing of his muscles and the trickle of blood starting down his leg.
Mirialdo reached around and started to roughly pull at Duo, enjoying his moans, he stopped, smeared some of Treize semen on his fingers and then continued to jerk at Duo, listening to his heartbroken sobs. They came at the same time, Duo stimulated by Mirialdo's attention and Treize writhing underneath him. Mirialdo from the tight heat that he felt himself encased in. he could understand why Treize had done the little kurva, he was still tight and hot after all the men that had him, the blood was just an added joy. Mirialdo shouted and drove himself deeper into Duo, filling him with his seed, as he heard the door behind him open.
Howard pounded on the door, disturbed that he couldn't hear anything on the other side. He shrugged, Mirialdo almost certainly had the bedrooms sound proofed, just so that no one could hear the screams. He waited a moment and then tested the lock, happy to find that it wasn't locked. He took a deep breath and pushed it open, wondering what the he would find on the other side. Mirialdo had been drunk when he left the table and Howard knew that the other man was a mean drunk. Correction the man was just mean. Hopefully he had kept his word and hadn't harmed Duo, but Howard wasn't to certain about that. But if he hadn't handed Duo off to him now, he would have figured out later how to get to him. Right now, Howard could handle the damage control, he couldn't have if Mirialdo had gotten to Duo alone later.
Howard walked in trying not to be too disturbed by the scene, he knew that Mirialdo was drunk and violent, it could be worse. Treize had been cuffed to the headboard and was moaning, from pain or pleasure, Howard couldn't tell. Sounded like a mixture of both. Duo was someplace, he couldn't see him right away, but he heard him crying. The shout that he just heard was from Mirialdo, he was kneeling beside Treize, Duo must be underneath the larger man, his cries seemed to be coming from there. Howard cleared his throat, signaling to Mirialdo that he was in the room with him.
Mirialdo chuckled, pulled back and then crawled off the bed. He paused and used Duo's hair to clean himself off. Howard winced at that, but Duo didn't seem to notice. He was too busy crying helplessly.
"Worried?" Mirialdo purred, raising a smooth eyebrow and smiling coldly at Howard.
"No, there's been trouble. We just got hit in one of our areas outside the JAP zone by the Preventers or the competition. I need you to come with me and help straighten things out." Howard said.
"Really?" Mirialdo inquired lazily, stroking Treize's body idly, enjoying the feel of his writhing underneath his touch. He was beginning to whimper, to wouldn't be long until he started to beg.
"Yeah, most of my people won't screw with you. And you do put the fear of the afterlife into most of them, so if it was a sell out to either of the other groups, I'd find out about it. And you aren't squeamish about torture." Howard said, trying to ignore what Mirialdo was doing. It was hard, seing Treize reduced to a whimpering mess by the all the twitching he was doing.
"Not that I was playing with your little pet?"
"If I didn't like to share…I wouldn't have lent him to you." Howard said calmly, glad that Duo had stopped sobbing. I shared because if I didn't, you'd take. And I didn't want to clean up after that mess too. Duo is troubled enough as it is.
"True enough, when do we leave?"
"You've got an hour to clean up and pack."
"And if I need more then that?" Mirialdo teased him.
"Then you should stop screwing around, now. Because the bus will leave with you on it, ready or not."
"So businesslike. But take the little shit and be gone. He did what I needed him to." Mirialdo shrugged.
Treize honestly didn't remember the whore, even if he had fucked with him. And he loved him and was never going to leave him. He should reward him, besides letting him get rid of that damn vibrator, but no time. He'd pack and shower and then unplug Treize. He'd be so exhausted that all he would do was sleep for a couple of days and then, when Mirialdo came back, he'd reward him for loving him. If he behaved himself while he was gone. "What about your pet…you going to let him loose here or what?"
"I'm cleaning him up and then it's off to la-la land again while I'm gone. I don't trust him yet not to bolt, and keeping him awake and chained to the bed wouldn't be good. I can set up a drip to keep him fed and asleep, hell he might even gain some weight." Howard said, leaning over to unlock Duo from the bed, after getting the key off of Mirialdo.
Duo whimpered when he was unlocked, but slowly crawled off the bed, after giving T-chan a quick, furtive kiss goodbye, when he realized it was Howard touching him and not Mirialdo. He doubted that the man even felt it, he was too far gone from all the sensations that he was feeling. He shook off Howard's attempt to help him out of the room, limping out after throwing his tunic on, ignoring what was trickling down his leg. It hurt like hell, but he wasn't going to walk through this house naked.
Howard sighed and gathered up the Duo's pants and the shirt that were on the floor, he hated the fact that Duo was being stubborn. A few feet down the hall he stopped Duo and gently picked him up, trying not to hurt him more. "Kid being stubborn is all well and good, but you're barely walking."
"Fuck you Howard," Duo said tiredly. "You knew and didn't say a damn thing."
"Would you have believed me?" Howard asked softly, cradling his head on his shoulder. "I don't know what happened. Just about a week after the war ended, Mirialdo got in touch with me. He needed my help and hoped that I wouldn't turn them in. Because if I did, he was going to rat me out. So I helped him. Treize recovered after a couple of months, well enough to be moved and they ended up here. But Treize had no memory, nothing except what Mirialdo has told him, and it wasn't much. Treize hasn't left this place since. He doesn't want to. And I made it clear to him early on, once I figured out that Mirialdo was the occasion abusive kink, that if he wanted to leave I'd help him. Mirialdo works for me, so I occasionally stayed here. We've gotten to be friends, Treize and me. But he doesn't remember anything, except what Mirialdo had told him and that isn't much."
"I know." Duo agreed tiredly. "I saw that when he looked right through me. Not that he didn't know me, but his eyes were so innocent. I can't kill that, Howard. I'm not telling him anything and I hope that Mirialdo stops tormenting him now. He...he…we…and he doesn't remember me." Duo hiccuped a little before controlling himself.
"Take a shower kid, clean up and I'll take care of your back, then its back to la-la land. Last time I hope. Now that you know he's alive…think that you can get your shit together?" Was that your problem or was it something else, something that I can't fix?
"I don't know Howard," Duo said, wandering into the bathroom. "But I do know that as much as I hate to ask you, I'm going to need you to help me take a shower because I want to get the smell of Mirialdo off of me. I want that more then anything right now"
"Sure thing kid," Howard said, "And if you want to cry some more you can."
"All cried out Howard," Duo said dully, "That's all I did for the first month after the war, was cry." I must be crazy to tell him this. But T-chan's alive and that's all I wanted for a long time. I shouldn't have hoped that God would actually be nice to me for once and have him be with me.
"Kid, I'm sorry. Stupid as it sounds, I knew that if I didn't hand you over to him, he'd ambush you again and I might never see you again. This way, I could control the damage, but I didn't think that it would be this bad…" Howard said as he gently bathed Duo and rubbed salve on his back. He knew that it would get violent with Mirialdo, so he packed for it. He thought that there might be some damage to his ribs, but he wasn't too sure. As for the other damage, Howard thought that it would heal on its own, but he didn't know enough to be sure and he wasn't going to deal with it unless he had to. But Duo would be asleep for a while, everything should heal and everything should heal on its own. But after he straightened out this little crisis, he was going to take him away. "Got treat for you though."
"No more drugs, Howard." Duo pleaded, watching Howard set up things. Another trip was something that he dreaded. He might never come back. He wanted to comeback now, silly how things changed in a short time, but it only took the knowledge that T-chan was alive to give him hope.
"Don't worry kid, someone will be checking on you. And if they don't, this runs dry, all that will happen is that you wakeup. No weird stuff this time, just a simple sedative . The treat is this." Howard tossed the shirt that he stole at Duo. " You can sleep with that."
Duo just buried his face in it, breathing in T-chan's scent, trying not to cry again. "Howard… thank you."
"Kid, I owe you, for that shit with Mirialdo. Just keep it together until I get back. I want you, but I understand that you have to get your shit together, that you aren't going to be doing it now because I'm doping you up again. That you are gonna have to make some decisions. I always liked you kid, you knew what was important and what was bullshit. So once I get back...see what else you can do for me…a terrorist is always good to have on the payroll. But just realize, I own your ass, you can't get away from me. So you get to decide how much freedom I let you have. You can go back to being that stoned thing, just a fuck toy or you can be a little more active in the organization wearing clothes during the day, but in my bed at night. Its up to you."
Duo nodded, shifting on the bed so that Howard could hook him up. He was too tired and too sore to fight back. Besides he wanted it, the numbness, the darkness, things just hurt too much. He was surprised that Howard gave him a kiss on the top of his head before walking out. "Night Kid, see you in a week or so."
"Night Howard" Duo mumbled sleepily, succumbing rapidly to whatever Howard was giving him, holding T-chan's shirt like a stuffed animal.
End Part 16
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