January 28, 2001
Title: Not Quite Human II
Pairing: 3x1, 6x5, 13x2
Rating: R/NCS
Warnings: Language, vague description non-consensual sexual activity
Duo dodged and dove out of the way of group that was searching for him, hiding behinds some bushes. He recognized the uniform that they were wearing, it belonged to OZ. He had no idea how that group of perverts had managed to find where they were hiding, they had been checked for tracking devices, so that wasn’t how they had been found. Unless someone had turned them in or OZ had managed to get lucky. He wasn’t going to try and figure it out now, he just wanted to get away to warn the others in the house. He didn’t want anyone that he knew here to be captured and taken to OZ’s laboratories.
He, Wufei and Zechs had been relaxing at the house for a few days, he didn’t know what the other two were doing, but he had spent his time practically devouring the books in the library, overjoyed that he was able to read anything that he wanted. Duo knew that they had just been waiting for the word from whoever Heero and the rest reported to, see what they wanted to do with them. If they would le them fight with them or drag them back to the lab and see what made them tick. But Quatre worked hard at keeping them occupied during the wait. There had been more then a few uncomfortable moments, Quatre was making him nervous the way that he was always checking on him and seeing if he needed anything. He had been taking the good host routine way too seriously. Duo was worried that he was going to wake up one night and find Quatre in the same room, naked and looking for a little fun, thinking that he was lonely. Or that he owed it to him, even though Wufei told him that he didn’t have to worry about that here,
Trowa was a little better, he just skulked around, making sure that Duo wasn’t in any trouble, checking on him at night. He would have been offended by that except Wufei was acting the same way around him, just during the day. Trowa was weirding him out at night, just showing up in his room, seeing if he was okay before going back to the room that he shared with Heero. Duo figured that Trowa felt bad about what had happened between them the first night, that was why he was being so protective now. It was weird, but nice. And while Trowa got close to him, closer then Quatre at times, he didn’t feel threatened by the tall man. Quatre scared the crap out of him for some reason.
Heero…Heero was just strange. He usually spent a lot of time in the library also, but instead of curled up, comfortable and reading books, he was huddled over his laptop, frowning at whatever he was working on. Duo thought that it had something to do with them, for the way that he kept blocking the screen when he got near him. Duo still didn’t know why Heero was hanging around him all the time, did he think that he needed a keeper too? Or did he want to watch him for some obscure reason? Or did he just like working in the library, it was a nice room. Comfy furniture and filled with sunlight from the big windows that it had. Duo liked that room, it was so different from the dim rooms that he had been kept it for the last two years.
He couldn’t figure out why Heero kept staring at him, Trowa was much handsomer then he was. But it wasn’t sexual, like Quatre felt to him, more of a confused fascination. And no one else there watched Zechs and Wufei like that. They were trusted to be able to walk across the yard without someone checking to make sure that they hadn’t stubbed a toe. Just because he was little…didn’t mean that he was helpless. If he was helpless he would have been dead a long time ago. It was just too many other people were just bigger then him. Which led him to this problem, him running like a rabbit because he was too little to fight.
Wufei, Trowa and he had gone out for a hike. Duo noticed that Trowa spent a lot of time outdoors, usually just showing up for the evening and then dragging a very willing Heero off to their room, right after supper almost. But Duo was feeling restless and he wanted to be outside for a while. He had gotten over the fact that the it was so open where they were and silent, things that had weirded him out in the beginning. He hadn’t spent much time outside a city, so he had no idea that it could be so quiet and peaceful. Wufei had tagged along for no apparent reason that Duo could figure out …had he been worried that Trowa was going to pull something funny? Or was he just restless? Trowa had suggested that they visit a swimming place that he knew of, the two of them might like it. A nice waterfall that ran off a mountain, with a couple of swimming holes that they could enjoy. Duo was game and packed snacks and some water, planning on spending the day outdoors with Trowa and seeing the woods that he had been running around in the first night. He didn’t want to drag Trowa back any earlier then he usually got home, that might interrupt some of Heero’s computer time and make him grumpier. He had enough food and suntan lotion, he would be fine with the older boy and Wufei to keep him company, protect him from the rabbits and chipmunks.
They had gotten about five miles from the house when and were playing at the falls when it had suddenly fallen silent, then the shooting started. They were deep in the woods, Trowa had barely followed a trail to get there, so getting out was going to be difficult to impossible, in Duo’s mind. But he ran, after Trowa suddenly dropped from a dart that had come out of no where. He knew his limitations, he couldn’t fight all these people, but he could run to get help instead. He had no idea who was attacking them and retreat was his only option, especially with Wufei screaming at him to ‘get his butt out of there, get help!’ in Chinese, taking off in another direction, dragging Trowa with him.
Duo got about another five hundred yards before he ran into another ambush. The last thing that he remembered was the cold smile of the woman that was leading that group of soldiers and the fact that he thought he saw Alex and Muller with these people. Then the sleep dart that he had been hit with kicked in and he collapsed in a heap.
Duo gradually woke up, his skin crawling as he felt claws running up and down his legs. They were blunted, so it wasn’t Zechs or Trowa. The only other people that he knew had those modifications were Alex and Muller, so it must have been them that were with that group. He opened his eyes a crack, his stomach clenching when he recognized the two that were presently feeling him up. He thought that he had been stealthy, but knew that it had failed when a cool, female voice spoke, scolding them, sensing that he was awake.
“Alex, Muller; do stop playing with Treize’s new toy, since he’s awake. He wouldn’t want it ‘damaged’.”
The hands stopped touching him, but Duo heard Alex’s protesting whine, “We already had him…he fixes himself. He was soo tough that night. Treize…”
“Will put you down if you hurt any of his new companions,” another female voice, colder then the first, commented.
Duo knew this voice. He had heard it occasionally when he was with the commander, Hilde often reported to her, but only when she thought that Duo was unconscious, when she was done with him. He struggled to remember her name…it was something odd…a number…Une. She was Une and rumor had floated through the labs that Alex and Muller were picked up by a officer in the Specials called Noin. OZ had him again and he was so screwed! And from the way that they were talking, they had the others too. He just had to figure out who was with them…if it was Trowa, he was in going to be in agony. Days spent in a laboratory were going to drive him over the edge, he remembered how stunned Trowa had been when he told him that he hadn’t seen the sun in over a year. Hopefully Wufei was with him and they could take care of each other.
Duo opened his eyes and blinked a little, trying to focus them. He was in a room, it was dark out and he wondered how much time he had lost while he was asleep. Was it the same day that he had been taken? He groaned and tried to sit up, disturbed to find out that his hands were cuffed in front of him and his ankles were tied together. He managed to wiggle into a sitting position, helped by the fact that Alex and Muller had moved away from him and were sitting at some lady’s feet, being petted by her like they were a pair of dogs. He assumed she was Noin. His attention shifted to the woman in front of him, as she stared at him like he was a cantaloupe she was going to buy in the market. He stared back defiantly, not willing to roll over in front of the others, he couldn’t afford to show any weakness. He saw something that might have been amusement in her eyes, but Une’s tone was cold and impersonal.
“Your pictures don’t do you justice,” she observed, tilting up his chin, studying him some more. “I think that you will suit my Treize-sama very well.”
Duo’s insides suddenly sprouted butterflies at her words. He had an idea by what she meant by ‘suiting’ this Treize person. He was the person that he was supposed to have been sent to, before they all were rescued, he had known that for a while. Some man that was going to hurt him for the rest of his life, because he could. Because he thought that he owned Duo, because OZ had stolen his life and did things to him. Duo hoped that none of that dismay showed in his eyes. Noin coughed, breaking the silence that filled the room, caused by their staring contest.
“You can walk to your destination or you can be carried in by Alex and Muller.” Une informed him, “That is your choice. That is also the last one that you have…unless you please Treize-sama. And if you misbehave…it wouldn’t be you that suffered. I have captured your companions also, they are being instructed on their duties right now.”
“I’ll walk,” Duo muttered. He didn’t want those two pawing at him again. He wondered what kind of ‘instruction’ Trowa and Wufei were undergoing. And hearing Alex and Muller whining at Noin to let them play with him, made him want to get as far away from them as possible. He had come as close to dying after he had been captured the one night that he had spent with those two, because they had done something that pleased the bitch. He thought that it would have killed Wufei which is why he had thrown the fight. And he hadn’t cared in those days, death would have been a blessing. He still thought that it was. If he was lucky, he might piss of Treize and he would let those two kill him.
Trowa snarled and backhanded one of the soldiers that were trying to restrain him. He hit the ground with a thunk, going boneless. Wufei was silent as he dodged the people that were around him, soldiers that wanted to confine him. The officer in charge, Tsubarov frowned and shook his head. Dealing with these freaks was not what he had signed up for, he signaled the private behind him to dart the two again. Sedated he would be able to handle them and not worry about any of his men dying at the hands of these things, until Treize could control them. If he could control them, that didn’t look too likely now. The soft ‘phut’ sound that the dart made as it entered Trowa’s skin was covered by his snarl. Tsubarov signaled again and the private took better aim. Wufei would be more difficult, his skin was thicker. Wufei whirled to face them, as he heard Trowa fall, giving them a shot at his neck. He hissed when the dart went in and then slid to the floor. That was about the only weak spot on Wufei, one of places where the skin was thin enough to have the dart penetrate and do its job, according to the information that he had been given.
Tsubarov sighed in relief that these two were under control. He had them restrained and thrown into one of the holding cells. General Khushrenada would deal with these two. He just had to make sure that they didn’t kill him or any of his men. He stiffened to attention when the general in question walked into the cell that he had put them in.
“General, I regretfully report that they were not cooperative on waking up, so I was forced to sedate them again before they injured any of my men or themselves.” Tsubarov reported.
Treize waved him aside, not worrying about that right now. And Tsubarov did not sound very upset that he had to drug these two again, stupid idiot. He had no appreciation for beauty and the power that these two men had. Treize drank in the sight of those two bound in front of him. They were beautiful…Une had done well, even if she was meddling behind his back. He wondered who the stranger was, he was disappointed that he didn’t manage to capture the blonde, Zechs. This new one looked interesting though, an acceptable replacement for the blonde. He wondered what he had been doing with his lost property. He vaguely looked like one of the Sweepers bioriods that had been at the Lovecraft Base, it could be that his stolen property had ended up in a Sweeper group. The details of where they were going had been a little vague when Une told him that she had found his bioroids, he just wanted his property back, he didn’t care about the details. Those thugs had stolen what was his and they wouldn’t even appreciate them. Understand all the work that had been poured into them.
Treize settled down to wait, wondering how Une was getting along with his little houri, he knew that she would be able to control those two mutts of Noin’s, so that he wouldn’t be forced to kill the blasted things because they overstepped their bounds. He knew that Duo wasn’t untouched, the few records that he had seen showed that. Hilde had kept herself occupied with him while she was waiting to see if the modifications worked. That was acceptable, she didn’t know that it would have worked and she had the right to do that. And there was some hints that the three that they made for him had gotten very close, they might have been playing with his property. If they were, that was going to stop. Once Duo was his under his protection he was the only one that was going to bury himself in that sweet, lithe body. His own body stirred at the thought, Duo underneath him moaning, writhing…submitting to him. He shifted and was relieved to notice that his other property was awaking. He smiled coolly and waited. He held all the power here and the other two were going to find that out. As Wufei’s eyes fluttered open to focus on him, he informed him coolly, “Any trouble that you cause right now, you aren’t the ones that are going to be punished for it. I just want to make that perfectly clear to you.”
Wufei studied him warily, “Who will?” he asked finally. He thought he knew, he didn’t see Duo here, but if they had been captured, one small boy wouldn’t get away from these people. But if he wasn’t with them, where was he being held?
Treize smiled slowly. He noticed that the other one was staring at him through his bangs, studying him as if he was trying to make up his mind whether or not it was worth attacking him, even if he was handcuffed to his seat.
“Duo…who is in my quarters right now, receiving the same information as you are.” Treize drawled, studying both of them in return.
Wufei waited a minute and then asked, “And what do you want us for?” #I am not asking why Duo isn’t with us, because it do not want hear the answer, because I might kill you then.#
Treize relaxed, one of them was willing to be reasonable, he might be able to convince the other of the wisdom of cooperating with him. It wasn’t like he wanted anything unusual. Companionship, safety, obedience… things that he deserved. “You and that one will guard me. Duo is exquisite isn’t he?” Treize leered at Wufei, “Think of what he is going to be doing in my rooms.”
Wufei flushed red with rage. He did not want to think of that happening to Duo. The boy just wanted to be left alone. Duo was uneasy and confused about anyone paying attention to him, as shown by his reaction to Quatre’s attempts at befriending him. Quatre hadn’t hid his attraction to Duo, he had tried to get closer to him over the past few weeks, and that attraction had resulted in a very disturbed and very frightened Duo. He didn’t want the relationship that Quatre was offering him, but had thought that he might have to take it, to stay in that house. Wufei heard him crying one night in his room and Duo had confessed his fears to him, that he was going to have to share Quatre’s bed to buy his safety and theirs, since Quatre was so attracted to him. Wufei had wondered how he was going to explain that fear to Quatre, as Duo sobbed in his arms, frightened out of his wits at the thought of sex with anyone, and Duo thought that was what he wanted from him, that he couldn’t believe that he was just willing to be nice to them without expecting anything back. Thankfully Quatre realized what he was doing to Duo before the boy ran out on them and had backed off, apologizing for the misunderstanding. He still hovered around Duo and tried to spoil him, but he had stopped trying to touch him.
Quatre had seemed as confused about his attraction to Duo as Duo was, he had commented to Wufei after that, since Duo was so young, but there seemed to be almost a compulsion on him that made Quatre want to keep touching him. Wufei had kept silent, not wanting to voice his comments and give Quatre the wrong impression, but he had felt very uneasy under his host’s gaze as they were talking about this. He felt that Quatre was getting a lot more off of him then he was able to read off of Quatre with his reactions.
And later on that night, far away from his host, he wondered what had been done to Quatre so that he wasn’t ‘normal’ any more. It wasn’t any thing physical that he could tell. He knew that Heero and Trowa had been physically modified by their parents, what had been done to Quatre? Was he like Duo…or had something else had been done to him? He never managed to find out what was different about Quatre before they had been recaptured by OZ.
Wufei had learned that their ‘hosts’ had found out almost everything that had happened to them, Duo had been right, they did take the records. And Heero had spent hours decoding those things in the same room that Duo spent most of his time in, reading and trying to learn anything that he could, to make up that lost time in Hell. Heero sat with him and discovered all of their pain, as the records were slowly decoded. Wufei knew that it was only a matter of time before they figure out the obscenities that had been inflicted on Duo. Heero had found out the changes that had been done to Zechs and himself first. They had been open about things, it would be a matter of time before they had been discovered. Thankfully, Duo’s records were harder to decode and Heero hadn’t learned anything about Duo, just yet. If there was anything really to learn, if it wasn’t just all guesswork on his part. But he doubted it, Hilde had done something to him while held him captive all those months, something outside what she usually did to pets.
Trowa growled deep in his chest at that announcement, pulling Wufei out of his thoughts and wondering how he was going to deal with an angry Trowa and a smug Khushrenada. He was going to have to put aside his anger and try and kept Trowa calm until they were rescued. Or else it would go badly for them. Khushrenada might be able to be reasoned with. He doubted that about the man that was in charge of the cells that they were in or any of the other staff. He had seen the fear in their eyes, the loathing from what Trowa and he represented.
Treize eyed Trowa uncertainly at that sound, wondering what exactly was angry about. Had he claimed his little toy? Or was he just angry that he was imprisoned here?
Trowa balefully stared at Khushrenada. “You have no idea what has been done to him, have you? Did you ever bother to find out what had been happening in that place?” he growled.
“Training,” Treize replied coolly.
“Torture,” Wufei hissed, trying to keep Khushrenada occupied with him while Trowa calmed down. Now was not the time for his fellow bioroid to loose his temper over someone hurting Duo. They just had to keep themselves calm until they were rescued. He didn’t think that Heero would let OZ confine his lover to one of their bases. “Or was it your idea…that he would be so grateful to you that he was out of there that he would submit to whatever you did to him? Or do you enjoy the fact that he is going to be terrified every time that you touch him?”
“I refuse to listen to the jealous raving of things that should serve me!” Treize exclaimed, annoyed that he was being argued with. There was taking intelligence too far. Wufei was not his equal and shouldn’t act that way! He was a creature that had been created to serve him. That Treize might enjoy his conversation in the future did not mean that he had the freedom to speak his mind now.
“You are a fool then…” Wufei replied hotly, “But then…why should you think any differently, you destroyed enough people in that place. Duo…Duo is my friend. I took care of him after any fight that he lost…made sure that he took care of himself after he got out of that bitch’s quarters, when he was too numb to care for himself, from what she and her staff did to him. I’ve held him when he cried, comforted him when he was down and he has done the same for me. He’s the family that I lost when you destroyed my life on a whim, you bastard!”
Treize walked over and pulled back Wufei’s head by his hair, staring him in the eyes. “I am the bastard that owns you. And you have no where to go…do you think that your clan would take you back? A clan that had refused to marry outside themselves for generations, to keep themselves ‘pure’? If they didn’t want to mingle with those that aren’t Chinese, what would they think of you, my young scholar, now that you aren’t human anymore?”
“I am dead to my clan…” Wufei said bitterly, “…I knew that when I woke up the first time and saw that my eyes were no longer human. I knew that when I killed a fellow sentient being for the pleasure of a bitch that created my changes on a notion that she had.”
“I notice that you didn’t say human…is it because you didn’t think that he was human or is it because you don’t consider yourself human?”
Wufei laughed bitterly, “Humans don’t shed their skin when they grow…I’ve molted three times before I stopped growing. I wouldn’t wish that experience on my worst enemy.”
He wouldn’t, the itching was worse then when he had the Chicken Pox when he was younger. He would have gone insane, except for the care that Duo and Zechs had lavished on him, peeling off his old skin and oiling the scales that had grown underneath. They had been left alone for that time, no fights had been arranged for any of them, all the other two had had to do was take care of him. That’s when he first noticed that Duo hadn’t grown since they had met each other. “And my victims were more human then any of those that worked there.”
“You both will protect me.” Treize stated firmly, “It is not like either one of you could escape, so you have no choice. And if you fail in your mission to protect me…Duo will die a slow, painful death at the hands of my second.”
Wufei stared back at him. He knew that what Treize was threatening was possible. It was possible even if they cooperated, these people had no respect for life. “I understand…but…I won’t protect you from Duo.” #If there is something dangerous about him, I haven’t seen it, but Duo might decide that if he if going to kill himself again, he will take one of his tormentors with him. He will panic and fight back eventually, when his fear for us is outweighed by his terror of sex #
Treize let go of his hair and stepped back. “I am not worried about that slip of a boy.”
Trowa smiled slowly, savagely. “That ‘slip of a boy’ has spent two years in Hell because of you, he is stronger then you realize.” #I don’t know what happened to him during that time, but he is more then a pretty toy for you to play with, there is something about him that screams danger. But does he know what has been done to him? Will he fight back or will this break his spirit? He will try and kill you if you push him. And you are arrogant enough to believe that he is harmless because Duo is little and pretty. #
Treize ignored his quiet words and walked out of the cell. “Now that you know your places, you will report to my rooms in the morning, dressed in your uniforms. My aide will finish your briefing later.”
Zechs looked out of the window, worried. Wufei and Duo had been gone a long time, he had expected that their little hike would only take a couple of hours. Duo wasn’t up to any more time in the sun, even under all that lotion he had slathered on him. He knew that Trowa was very willing to spend all sorts of time out in the woods, so he might have kept them out this late, but it was getting dark and Duo would want to eat by now at least. He and the cook had a good relationship going, she spoiled him and Duo ate anything that she put in front of him. Thankfully she never noticed the look in his eye when she kept teasing him that he was going to never stop growing if continued to eat like that. Zechs wondered if anyone else noticed. Heero might, if he pulled his head out of the computer long enough. Quatre was another one that might pick up on it, he paid a lot of attention to Duo, at least he had gotten the message that Duo wasn’t interested in what Quatre was offering him, before things had gotten messy for all of them. Zechs was still wondering what he should do when Heero joined him in scanning the area, looking for Trowa.
“They’re late.” Heero stated flatly.
Zechs looked over at him, “Would Trowa keep them out this late? Could they have lost track of time? Or could he have gotten them all lost?”
Heero snorted. “Trowa knows these woods like the back of his hand. They aren’t lost. And he wouldn’t keep them out this late unless someone had gotten injured, but you know that wouldn’t slow them down much.”
Zechs nodded. “So should we start sending out search parties or what? Did you know where he wanted to take them today?”
Heero thought for a second. “He mentioned that they might end up near the falls. It’s a swimming hole, Trowa wanted them to try things that they would enjoy. It’s a bit cold, the falls run off the mountain, but it’s nice. He thought that Duo might enjoy it.”
“Duo?” Zechs asked sharply. What was it about him that had all these people after him? But why would Heero not care? He didn’t act upset that his very possessive lover had taken another person to some place that special? Even if Wufei had tagged alone after the two of them.
Heero looked up at the tall blonde and smiled. “Trowa likes Duo, but not in the way that you think. He also feels guilty still about the misunderstanding the first night. You’re both very protective of Duo, that’s why Wufei went with them, so that Duo had someone with him that he trusted. Trowa understands that Duo doesn’t really trust him, but he does want to make friends with him.”
Zechs sighed, ashamed that he had jumped to the wrong conclusions. “He…I think of him as my little brother. So does Wufei. Even if we had done things to him that he shouldn’t forgive us for. We want to protect him now, because we never got a chance to do so in the past.”
“I noticed the way that you tried to help him with Quatre. Quatre wouldn’t have done anything to hurt him. It would have given him too much feedback. So you shouldn’t have worries about that, Quatre was picking up on the fact that something was wrong, but he really couldn’t help himself he claims. And I believe him. Sometimes, when I’m alone with Duo, its all that I can do not to get up and cuddle with him in the chair with him. I think that…”
“Feedback?” Zechs interrupted Heero. He didn’t want the other man to put together any of that facts yet, and this would get him more information on Quatre. He wondered why Quatre was here. He wasn’t a fighter, not the way that the rest of them were. But he claimed that he had been changed too, he just never mentioned how. Maybe Heero would tell him at last.
“You didn’t know? Or maybe he just didn’t want to tell you yet, some people can’t handle it. He’s empathic, borderline telepathic at times. He was able to find you so fast because he was sensing something that wasn’t right about your area. He said that the place radiated a lot of fear, but…they were afraid of you, not anyone else.” Heero said studying Zechs closely, trying to gage his reactions. Zechs seemed to be taking that all right, but it might be that he was more worried that his family was missing then to care about what Quatre could do.
“After I managed to hack into your files, I could figure out why. You and Wufei…my parents would have been overjoyed with the work that had been done on you.” Heero paused, thinking that it sounded tacky but true. They would have been all over the three of them to find out how the work had been done. “Most of our original modifications had been done in utero. You had everything done after you had been born. It must have taken a lot of time, especially since you and Wufei seemed to have been captured after puberty, the last growth cycle that you go through. At least from what I can tell, with the records that I managed to decode. I haven’t seen this much security on a lot of OZ documents before, you are really cutting edge work for them.”
Zechs tensed, Heero was finding out a few things that were dangerous for Duo. If he figured out that Duo was never going to grow beyond what he was now…Zechs for a second wondered if he could take out the other man without too much trouble and run before they found out what he had done. The impulse past quickly though, he had to find Wufei and Duo before he planned anything as drastic as killing one of their hosts. Or their captors if they never trusted them. This place could become as much of a cage as that OZ lab had been. He knew that Heero was just waiting for his orders about what to do with them. He had sent his preliminary report off to whoever would make the call that they were harmless. That someone wouldn’t be Howard or Jay, because they were known to favor bioriods. Or that they could be trusted enough to leave this place, work with them in their fight. Zechs was willing to fight with these people. He had realized the first night that there was nothing for him to go back to, even if he could do so safely. Wufei and he had discussed that the first night here, after Wufei had brought Duo back when he had run away. They had both know that their future depended on these people, because they had no past to return to. Zechs wondered if Heero ever tortured himself with the might have beens, what he might be doing if his parents hadn’t used him as a lab rat.
“Cutting edge or not, Wufei wouldn’t stay out this late unless there was trouble. Could we have been found?” Zechs asked. He wasn’t going to mention Duo, keeping the conversation away from him, meant that they really couldn’t ask a lot of questions without appearing to pry. They weren’t ready to take the gloves off yet and actually interrogate them, aside from the first session of questioning. And they had been very polite, just trying get some back ground information. They hadn’t gotten much out of any of them, but hadn’t been too upset at that, they seemed to understand that none of them wanted to talk about the past.
Heero admired the way that Zechs had managed to divert him again about questioning what had happened to them in the lab. Questions about Duo especially made them nervous, which made Heero itch to find out why. What were they hiding about one small boy? Quatre insisted that they treat all of them cautiously, they would be an asset to the Sweepers if they decided to join. Heero agreed with him, but he had a lot of questions about the three of them, why they had been there so long? What had been done to them…beside the obvious. And who had they been promised to? Heero knew of the latest fade among OZ, bioroid guards along with the pleasure toys. They seemed to have been put together as a package deal for someone. Someone with a lot of clout, because all of the extensive work that been done to Zechs and Wufei. And that someone might have bothered to find his lost creations, this place might not be safe anymore because they might have been tracked here.
Heero frowned, “I should have insisted that they carry radios, but…” his voice trailed off. It was never needed by Trowa, if he got hurt, he healed and then came back. If there was trouble or he wanted to, he stayed out overnight, but never without telling someone beforehand. And he always had been alone, it was other people that that he was trying to avoid the times he didn’t come home.
Zechs picked up on his thought. “We might have to leave here. If someone tracked us this far, they might want to get all that they can out of us and this place. Good thing that Quatre, Rashid and Abdul are not here. But we might have to leave if we can’t find the others, you don’t know what OZ might have found in the ashes of that place, when they cleaned it up.”
“What do you mean?” Heero asked.
“That bitch might have kept more then one set of records and if they find them, if they hadn’t gotten destroyed, they might also have information about who was leading the raid. And do you trust everyone that you work with?” Zechs asked.
“You are telling me that someone might have sold us out?” Heero asked, angry that this stranger would say that about an organization that he knew nothing about.
Zechs shook his head, his braid bouncing slightly. “I don’t think that it would be them, but Quatre had mentioned the fact that you are out here because a lot of the rank and file do not like you. That they are afraid of you. One of them might have thought that the animals deserved to be back in their cages.”
“Animals!” Heero shouted. What kind of people think of themselves as animals? He ignored the fact that his lover never thought that he was human enough for him at times.
“You spend a year of your life being told that, because you were different, because they made you different. I don’t know what it was like for you growing up, but haven’t you noticed that most of the people around here are afraid of us? That they like Quatre and Duo because they look and act normal? When we don’t all the time and they don’t know what we can do to hurt them, they just know that we are dangerous and are afraid of us.”
Heero calmed down, Zechs was being rude but accurate. So this is what he sounded like sometimes? He chuckled involuntarily. Zechs frowned at that noise, what the hell was so funny?
Heero smiled, explaining to Zechs “You sound like me…I can be that blunt at times, my parents… they didn’t let me talk to a lot of people when I was growing up, so manners was something that were taught to me by Jay and Howard. Two people that have none, according to those people that work with them. That is why I am laughing.”
“I understand… my parents, “ Zechs sighed, “They drilled manners, customs, proper behavior into me as I was growing up, they felt I had to be perfect in public or it would reflect badly on them. It was annoying to a six year old but I later felt that their training had helped me through many unpleasant situations, including dealing with that bitch.”
“Ah,” Heero commented. Zechs sounded like he had come from money or a good family. It was time to check the databases to see if a tall, blonde male about age twenty had disappeared in the past sixteen months, from a good family, involved in either diplomacy or politics. There couldn’t be that many and then he would find out who Zechs had been.
Zechs shook himself, “Enough about me, we have to get out of here and hope that this is just a false alarm and that we have nothing to worry about. You also might want to get in touch with someone that we are leaving here, but not where we are going.”
Heero nodded, “Dress warmly, it gets cold around here at night and bring water and something to munch on, this might take all night. We’ll head towards the falls and then backtrack.”
It was cold and dark when they got back to the homestead. Neither one of them had bothered to hold back, their jog out had been taken at a breakneck pace, because both of them could see at night and the moon was very full. Heero was too worried about Trowa to worry about what he was exposing Zechs to with his abilities and Zechs felt the same, concerned about his family. If OZ had gotten their filthy hands on Trowa, he was worried about how he would react to being confined, he had a hard enough time acting ‘normal’ to keep the Sweepers quiet about him. Zechs just was surprised that they had made it to the falls safely, hiking in for the last part was the only slow going for the two of them, most of it had been a dead out run. Zechs took point because he wasn’t too certain about what Heero would do if he saw Trowa in the hands of some OZ goons.
Zechs didn’t know if he should be thankful or disappointed that there was no one at the falls. As they surveyed the are before getting closer, Heero noted that the others had been here, the backpack that they had been using as a picnic basket was still here. There was also some clothing scattered about, it seems that they had left in a hurry. Zechs went down to the edge of the clearing, wondering what exactly had happened. This place was close enough that if OZ knew about the rest of them, they should have attacked the house hours ago. If they didn’t know about the house, how did they find them?
“They were here.’ Heero announced.
“That’s not the problem.” Zechs snarled, “The problem is who took them? OZ? Another group? And did they know about the rest of us? And its awfully damned convenient that Quatre’s not around. Is he the leak? Is it one of the servants? Or just dumb luck that things happened they way that they did.”
“Quatre…” Heero started.
“Might be a red herring. Or our mole didn’t want him captured or that it could be blamed on him. I don’t know. What we have to find out now is who has my family!” Zechs snarled.
“Family…you are serious about that. About protecting Duo.” Heero said quietly, wanting nothing more then to find out who had his lover and find Trowa before they hurt him. Before they found out how little being civilized and civilization mattered to him. “So tell me now, before we get any further along with this, what is it about him that you are hiding. What did Hilde Schbeiker do to him when she had him?”
Zechs sighed and sat down, idly playing with Wufei’s shirt that he found crumpled on a rock. He must have taken it off to go swimming. He wouldn’t have left without putting it back on. Not with the scales and the reaction that most people had to them. That was a clue that he didn’t go voluntarily. Or had run to escape recapture. But if he had managed to evade OZ, he would have shown up at the house before they had left. OZ had recaptured both of them.
“Duo…” he started in a tired voice, “Duo was a special project for her. She…she created him for someone in OZ, someone with a lot of clout. A lot of things that were done to him, I doubt that they could be duplicated…even if someone wanted to. Duo…I think that she stopped him from growing any older. That she stopped time for him. We think…Wufei and I discussed it once or twice, but it didn’t matter to us. I don’t know what else had been done to him besides that and the standard treatment that we all got.”
“What do you mean that she stopped time?” Heero asked suspiciously. “And what was the standard treatment?”
Zechs looked up a him, his expression neutral. “I think that he isn’t going to get any older looking then he is. I think that he’s going to be the way that he is for the rest of his life, living on the edge of puberty.”
“I thought…” Heero didn’t know what he thought. That Duo was a child, even if some of the vague answers that he had given them had added up to him being a lot older then he looked.
“Duo’s seventeen or eighteen.” Zechs said, wondering why he was telling Heero this and was he dooming Duo to life as a lab rat until he died? To see if what had been done to him could be duplicated.
“He doesn’t look it,” Heero said numbly.
Duo didn’t. His shortness of stature was a big clue, he should have known from that. And the lack of body hair, the one or two times that they had been in the baths together. But he really didn’t look, you don’t normally and especially not with Duo’s reactions to any kind of attention being paid to him. “Pheromones…was that something else that was done to him? Is that why we can’t keep our hands off of him? And why are you two apparently immune?”
“You don’t want the dog eating your cookies, do you?” Zechs asked bitterly. “I think that we are immune to Duo because we were supposed to be a package deal, being sent to some one that was a high up in OZ. Someone with power and patience because it took them two years to put together this grouping. You figure out who that person is and you will find them. And then we might be able to find out who sold us out.”
“Power, patience and a liking for young boys. That most of that applies to too many people at the top of the power chain. It might take a while.” Heero mused. “And what else was done to you?”
Zechs shrugged, “Nothing that was too radical. Small things so that we would be more pleasing to whomever we were to end up with. I don’t know what the technical terms are, but…more efficient processing of waste products, smoother skin, silkier hair, things that made us more appealing without changing our looks. Standard for anyone that they processed, no matter what we ended up as, either as pleasure pets or attack dogs.”
“I managed to find out what had been done to you, when were you going to tell us about Duo?” Heero asked.
Zechs stood up, looking up at the sky, wondering when the next time Duo or Wufei would be able to see the stars or the sun. If Duo would be able to endure what was happening to him. Or would he try to kill himself again. Would Wufei be able to keep both Trowa and Duo safe? All these questions and he was depending on a man that he would have cheerfully lied to about anything that had to do with what had happened to him or any of his companions. “I would have never told you, if it could have been avoided.” Zechs said, “What do you think would happen to Duo if they found out what she had done to him? Would people believe that he wasn’t going to look any older, but he was growing older? Or would they vivisect him to see if she had found the fountain of youth? We weren’t going to tell anyone if we could help it.”
“And he would have gradually gone from being your little brother, to your son to your grandson?” Heero asked sarcastically.
Zechs looked at him coldly, “We would have worked something out, if we were allowed to. But…we also didn’t think that we would be allowed out of your sight for the rest of our life. Would we have? Will we now? Or should I leave Duo in a place that he knows is a cage for him, since I don’t know if you will let him go free after this.”
“I don’t know what will happen to Duo with us, but are you seriously considering leaving him as someone’s toy? The way that he feels about being close to someone?” Heero asked incredibly.
“It might be more comfortable for him, better for him as a lab rat. And that might happen to him also.” Zechs said bitterly. “And I don’t know if I can trust a group that would say nothing about any of the experimentation that your parents had done on you.”
Heero sighed, “I can’t defend anything, but can you trust me enough to help me get them out of there? Trowa…Trowa isn’t someone that will be able to survive as a lab rat. He…he isn’t human…and he doesn’t pretend to be all that often. Part of him is more animalistic then I will ever let Jay or the others know.”
Zechs stared, then asked gently “What happened?” He knew that they were wasting time just standing around and talking, but it was important that they get all this information out in the open.
“His parents…they were crazier then mine. Mine…they tried to keep the changes in line with something that was socially acceptable, even if they knew that if anyone knew what they were doing to me, I would be taken away from them, so we moved a lot and I wasn’t allowed to make friends. Trowa’s parents, they were aiming for someone that looked human, but whose nature was more cat then human. He can pretend to be human for a little while, but he can’t keep it up for long. People bother him. The smells, their attitude about him, so many things that after a while get to him. He needs someone that can keep him sane…and I don’t know if it can be Wufei.” Heero finished sadly. “Not if they are both captured. And will they be kept together?”
Zechs shrugged. “They might be, if our mysterious captor is willing to substitute Trowa for myself. We do have the same abilities. He would be able protect whoever we were supposed to. I just hope that they think that he was an experiment that was done after he was born. I dread thinking that OZ will start a program of tinkering with embryos. A race of people that they changed and enslaved. People that they can twist into liking what had happened to them!”
Duo sat in the bedroom that he had been escorted into. At least they allowed him to shower by himself. The woman that was with him gave him that much privacy at least. He didn’t like the clothes that had been left for him, a pair of loose flowing pants that were translucent and a short vest, his hair hanging loose around him, looking as enticing as possible. He was embarrassed to be seen in these pants, especially the way that she looked at him when he was through, judging him to see if he was worthy of her Treize-sama. The only argument that they had after that was how his hair was going to be arranged, he wanted it tied back. Duo eventually gave in when she calmly mentioned that they could shave his head.
He was wondering what was going on with his friends scared stiff about what was happening to them. Sitting still under the critical eye of Une because he was afraid to move, in case it got them in trouble. He couldn’t help jumping when he heard the door to the apartment that they were in open. Une smiled at his reaction, enjoying the fact that he was nervous, signaling that he should fall to his knees on the floor. Duo complied without a word, his head bowed, flushed with shame and apprehension. He was scared…he knew what was wanted from him. And he didn’t know if he could give it to his captor, all he knew that he didn’t want to give it to him.
Treize strode in just as Duo slipped into the position that Une wanted him in, head bowed and kneeling in submission. Treize‘s breath caught in his throat. Duo was exquisite, a beautiful doll for him to play with. The clothing that he barely wore tantalized the viewer, wanting to see if the skin underneath was as smooth as the silk that he was wearing. He felt his groin stir at the sight and motioned Une to leave them. She bowed silently and glided out of the room, pleased that Treize-sama would enjoy her gift to him.
Treize walked up to where Duo was kneeling and tilted back his head. Duo looked up at him, eyes wide and filled with fear. Treize felt a small, faint twinge of guilt when he saw that expression… maybe what those two had been telling him was true? He put that thought aside, it was more interesting to explore the present that Une had created for him. Guilt was for someone that had actually done something wrong, he was an innocent in this entire mess, he had never asked for this. But that wouldn’t stop him from enjoying what had been created for him. To do otherwise, would be a waste of all the effort that they had gone through for him. And he hated to waste things.
“I am Treize Khushrenada,” he informed Duo. “And your name is Duo, I’ve been told.”
Duo nodded, his eyes never leaving Treize’s face. He studied that face intently, knowing that his friends’ safety depended on what he did in this room.
Treize continued, in the same reasonable tone. “And your companions are safe…for now. Their future safety depends on you.”
Duo nodded again, too frightened to speak, Treize had confirmed his fears, that the others had been captured along with him. Treize smiled down at him. Submissive, that was appealing. Total control, pride that he owned such an exquisite creature and a host of other feelings flashed through his mind in an instant. Such a compliant attitude in his pet was appealing to man that had to control almost everything in his life. But he did want to know if his little prize did have a voice.
“I know that you can speak, so I want you to say something.”
“I understand,” Duo whispered hoarsely, obediently. “I’ll do what you say.”
Treize felt a thrill at the sound of that sexy alto. He wanted to hear it begging him for release, whimpering in pleasure, colored with all the shades of desire that he could imagine.
“Then you can start by undoing my pants and taking off my clothes.” Treize ordered.
Duo undid his pants, peeling the skin tight material off his body. He flinched when Treize’s engorged penis apparently lunged at him, overjoyed that it was freed from the confining cloth. He had noticed the bulge had appeared as soon as Treize had seen him.
“Suck on it.” Treize ordered, not wanting to wait for the rest of his clothes to come off.
Duo leaned over and gingerly took it into his mouth. He had never really done this before, getting it shoved down your throat and choking on it, didn’t count in his opinion. He figured that Treize wanted something more then Duo gagging on him. He cautiously ran his tongue around the underside of the tip and thought he was doing something good when Treize moaned. He continued tonguing and sucking until he felt Treize’s semen flood his mouth. Duo swallowed all the he could, knowing that his captor wouldn’t be pleased if he gave into his desire to choke and spit out the stuff that was flooding his mouth.
Treize was amazed, Duo wasn’t very skilled but he was trying and his uncertain attempts at pleasing him bought him to the edge quickly. He couldn’t have been that abused if he was that unskilled. They must have been lying, he could punish them later for that. Treize groaned and filled Duo’s mouth with his seed, gratified that Duo was so obedient and unskilled. He could teach him all that he needed to know in pleasing him, mold him into what he wanted. As Duo shyly looked up when he was done, Treize had to smile. Duo was everything that he wanted, needed, desired… Une was to be thanked for this bit of interference in his life, it was an elegant solution to his problem. He should have thought about this solution earlier.
“Very good,” he murmured. “You can continue to undress me.”
“Uh, could you sit down so that I can get the boots off, then the rest…” Duo started to ask, then his voice trailed off. He was worried that might be asking too much of his captor. But he couldn’t think of how he was going to get his clothes off him without taking off those ridiculous boots.
Treize smiled and sat down on the bed. He was glad to sit down, he thought that he wouldn’t be able to stand any longer with the shakiness of his legs. Duo was enchanting and thinking of plunging himself into that body was starting to harden him again. He hadn’t been this excited about bedding someone in ages.
Duo leaned over and tugged off the boots. He couldn’t figure out how anyone could be comfortable in those clothes. Everything was skintight, how could he move? But he managed to peel off everything, until Treize was sitting naked in front of him. The sight didn’t do much for him, he had been naked and around naked people for years, seeing another unclothed body was nothing to him. The only worry he had was that the older man was hard and ready again.
“You can put those clothes into the hamper to be cleaned,” Treize said in a soft purr. “I have people that clean my clothes and take care of my quarters. You are here to take of my physical needs.”
As he explained what he wanted from Duo, he beckoned him to get closer and join him on the bed, after he got rid of the clothes, as he had been instructed. Duo sat down next to him, trying not to shake in fear. The room was cleaner and brighter, there was a bed and silk sheets, but the end would be the same, Duo would be face down and screaming in pain as someone took their pleasure of him.
Treize rolled over on his side and ran a hand up Duo’s arm, noticing that he flinched when he was touched. “That’s not nice,” he commented to Duo, dragging him under his body, and pinning him to the bed.
Duo looked up at the man looming over him and shrank back, involuntarily trying to curl up and hide. He knew that he promised to obey this person, but his mind was screaming to run and he couldn’t help himself. He thought he was free of this, free of being used, being hurt. He had hoped that no one would ever touch him again. He couldn’t stand it, he had tried to control his loathing by touching other people, but it hadn’t helped. He closed his eyes and started to shiver, hoping that this would just be over soon.
Treize looked down and frowned. This was taking the shrinking violet act a bit too far. Or was there some truth to what Wufei had been telling him? He put that thought aside, it was an unpleasant thought, his toy couldn’t be broken before he got to play with it! He much rather explore the luscious body underneath him then think those depressing thoughts. He leaned down and kissed Duo, deepening it when he didn’t fight back. Duo tasted delicious, warm and inviting. He never wanted to stop. He broke for air, annoyed that Duo’s eyes were still closed.
“Open your eyes,” he ordered.
Duo opened them slowly, staring back into the blue eyes that loomed over him. They were lighter then Heero’s, but darker then either Quatre’s or Zechs’s. He was still trying to decide what the color reminded him of, when Treize started kissing him again. Duo stared off into nothing, keeping his eyes open like he had been ordered to, not even blinking. He didn’t notice when the tears started to trail from them, as Treize stopped kissing his mouth and started kissing other parts of his body, trying to interest him in what was going to happen to him. He just wanted him to do it and let him go, to stop touching him.
Treize noticed the tears though and was thrilled. Tears were wonderfully exciting at times, most of his enjoyment with boys was from the power that he had over them. A boy that had been created for his very own pleasure…such power was almost godlike and he wanted to teach his creation to worship him, like he should be worshiped. He excitedly stripped the wrapping off his present, wanting to play with him as soon as possible. Teach him what his god wanted him to know.
Duo huddled in the window seat in the room. Treize hadn’t told him that he had to stay in the bed with him before he turned over and fell asleep, after he was through with him, so he left it. Duo had gotten a towel from the bathroom and was sitting on it, to keep from staining the cushions with the mixture of fluids that were leaking out of his body. Lube, semen…and a little blood. He hadn’t been able to relax no matter what he was doing to him, so he had torn a little. It didn’t matter, he’d heal up like he always had when he got hurt during a rape. But he liked looking out at the garden, seeing the birds and watching the sunset, so he had moved over to the window seat. He had missed the sun in the labs and it would worth being punished just to be out of that bed that stunk of sex.
Treize stirred on the bed, satisfied with his first experience with Duo. The boy was wonderfully yielding to his passion for him. Duo was so tight and had sobbed exquisitely for him as he explored the depths of that delicate body. Duo had been tense throughout the entire time, he wondered if he had hurt him. It was not his aim to hurt that perfect little pet that he had been gifted with, he wanted him feel as much pleasure in the act that he did. It would be no good for him if Duo wasn’t responding to his attentions, telling him that he was his god, his life and how good he was making him feel. But Duo hadn’t really responded earlier when they were together, the tears were the only things that showed that he was alive, slowly trailing down his face into his hair, before he started sobbing wildly towards the end, fighting the pleasure that he was trying to give to him. He couldn’t hold off his own pleasure any longer by then and filled his pet with his seed, marking him…showing that he owned him. That he was crying wildly added a bit of spice to the encounter, but he didn’t want a steady diet of it.
Treize opened his eyes and studied the profile of his new toy as he stared out the window. A lost little boy, so appealing. He would learn to like what was happening with him, Duo would be trained to be the perfect companion for him. And he never had to worry about Duo growing up and leaving him, Duo would never look older then he was right now. He would always have to have an adult for protection. He would always need Treize to protect him. He would be his forever!
“Come back to bed,” he ordered him.
Duo unfolded himself from the window seat and went back to the bed, as he was ordered to. Treize leaned over and drew Duo to him, clutching at him possessively. “What was so interesting?” he demanded.
“Nothing.” Duo said, uncomfortable that Treize was holding him so closely. He had him, why could he just leave him alone until he wanted him again.
“Then why were you in bed with me?”
“You didn’t say that I had to stay.” Duo replied.
“You are never leaving me!” Treize exclaimed vehemently.
“I know…but you didn’t say that I had to stay with you in bed.” Duo explained in a submissive tone. He didn’t want to anger Treize and get his friends hurt.
Treize relaxed. Duo wasn’t going to leave, his friends were hostage for his good behavior. He shouldn’t have worried, but he wanted to know why Duo was staring out the window so intently.
“Were you planning on escaping?” Treize demanded.
Duo sighed, he was going to have to explain to Treize why he was looking out the window. He might not believe Duo, but he would tell him the truth. “I…when I was in the…that place,” he started softly, “I didn’t see the sun or grass or anything not in her rooms for over a year. I just like watching the outdoors now, because I missed it then.”
Treize didn’t say anything, but hugged him tighter. He couldn’t believe that someone would be a captive, for so long. It probably wasn’t that long, it just seemed that way to Duo. Most of the pets went through their training and being changed in just a few months. Granted they hadn’t been as extensively modified as Duo had been for him, but it couldn’t have been that long!
He combed his fingers through Duo’s hair, admiring the silky texture and the colors that he saw there. He knew that they hadn’t done much to Duo’s looks, preferring not to change the beauty that nature had gifted him with. That was what would make Duo shine like a jewel among the other toys and playthings that the officers had. They all had the same polished, bland beauty that had been created in them under the knife.
Duo fought to keep his body relaxed, he didn’t want anger his captor. He could feel the attention that Treize was giving his hair, the great man had a hair fetish, so he would be allowed to keep it.
“You know it wouldn’t hurt if you relaxed,” Treize scolded Duo. He did want the boy to enjoy himself, he wasn’t that cruel. He had seen the blood and it angered him. What had been spoiled in his toy that he couldn’t enjoy what he had been created for? He didn’t think that it was just shyness, not with the way Duo had fought with him about enjoying his body, enjoying being with him. He was made for Treize to enjoy, he shouldn’t fight the pleasure he was going to receive.
Duo shrugged and said in a tired voice, “I’ll heal…what does it matter? It’s not like it isn’t supposed to hurt…it always has.” Duo knew that he had said something wrong when Treize’s hand went still. He tensed, Hilde had beaten him for less rude remarks and the signal usually was the same, she stopped petting him like he was her personal lap dog.
“Always?” Treize asked coldly.
“Always.” Duo repeated softly. The damage was done, he couldn’t take back those stupid words. He just hoped that nothing would be broken this time, when Treize beat him. He knew that the man was strong, he had just proved it to Duo earlier, when he had him pinned and took him. He healed fast, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t feel pain.
“That wasn’t in your records.”
Duo relaxed, Treize’s tone was thoughtful. Maybe he wouldn’t get beaten this time.
“In fact…your records state that you enjoyed your training.” Treize continued, slowly stroking his hair again.
“Training?” Duo repeated the last word dumbly. “Training in what?”
“Pleasure…that you were very skilled in satisfying either a man or a woman.”
Duo laughed bitterly, “Only if…only if being torn apart for a screaming crowd is training. That the audience got their pleasure from my pain…” his voice trailed off, as he hugged a pillow, trying not to scream, not to start crying again.
“Audience?” Treize asked, wondering what had been going on in that lab.
Duo laughed and once he started he couldn’t stop. He was thankful that Treize started shaking him to calm him down. It didn’t really work, he just started sobbing again, crying his eyes out in the arms of the guy that just raped him. Who was now making soothing sounds and acting like he actually cared. After a while he managed to wind down, exhausted by his hysteria more then anything.
“Feeling better?” Treize asked, when Duo stopped sobbing in his arms.
Duo nodded and wiggled out of his embrace. “I want to blow my nose and stuff,” he replied, sniffing a little more before dashing into the bathroom. He was surprised to see Treize still sitting calmly in bed, after Duo spent a couple of minutes putting himself back together. He was grateful that Treize wasn’t angry with him, just annoyed about other things it seemed. So he hadn’t gotten Wufei and Trowa on trouble with his stupidity. But he couldn’t stop crying once he had started.
Duo looked up at him, knowing that he looked like crap with his bloodshot eyes and very red nose. He had never managed to cry with dignity. Treize gestured for him to join him back on the bed, frowning when Duo didn’t snuggle back up with him.
Duo gingerly moved in closer, knowing that he should at least act happier than he was. But he couldn’t. He was going to have that much self-esteem, he wasn’t going to be turned into a lap dog, like Alex or Muller were with that woman.
“You don’t like…” Treize’s voice fell silent. Being touched? Sex? How much of the records that he studied with excitement were lies and what did Lady Une know about it? How dare the woman dash his hopes like this, handing him a damaged toy.
“I…please don’t hurt my friends!” Duo begged, “I’ll do that with you, I know that I don’t have any choice, but don’t hurt them, it’s not their fault!”
“Odd as it seems, I want you to enjoy my attentions,” Treize said dryly. He enjoyed control and power in bed and out of it, but he never had a truly unwilling partner, they all gave into him in the end. He didn’t want a corpse in his bed, like Duo had been earlier until he cried. And sobbing hysterically was not a reaction that he wanted out of his toy, it disturbed him that his attentions weren’t welcome. He would have to train that inconvenient trait out of Duo.
“I never liked it!” Duo protested loudly, “I can’t believe that anyone does.” And then added in a pained whisper, “I wish that I had known…”
“They hadn’t lied,” Treize said softly in astonishment. He thought that they had, out of jealousy, that they couldn’t have this beauty anymore.
“They…who are they?” Duo asked in confusion.
“Your companions.” Treize replied, “Wufei insisted that you would be too frightened to respond to me. I thought that he was angry and lied to me.”
Duo shook his head, “Wufei…he had to hurt me a lot, but I understood that. He didn’t want to and …and I didn’t want it to be someone that I didn’t know, because no matter what I would have gotten hurt. He would give them what they wanted, but he didn’t hurt me anymore then he had to. Zechs too…they tried not to hurt me…no matter what happened, but they couldn’t always fake it.”
“He hurt you? He hurt you and you defend him!” Treize growled.
Duo flinched but stood his ground, he was going to tell someone about what had been happening there, even if this ass should know what his people were doing. “Everyone hurt me. I was the favored punching bag. Me and Wufei usually was a close match, even if I lost.”
“Match?”
“Fighting.’” Duo looked at his fingers, “Loser got taken in front of everyone.”
“Taken?”
“Fucked, raped…whatever you want to call it. Blood and spit was the only lubricant that you had, and forget about someone trying to make you comfortable, that was forbidden. It was incentive to make you fight better, so she claimed. But…I knew that I couldn’t beat someone that was three times my size with a tail, so how was that supposed to be a fair fight? And he...he…” Duo couldn’t finish what he was going tell him. He had to be dragged back into his cell after that match, he couldn’t walk, he had been ripped so bad, by the guy’s tail, then his cock doing it to him.
“Wufei or whoever you fought raped you? Because you lost?”
Duo nodded, taking deep breaths so that he wouldn’t start crying again. “About once or twice a week…”
“Nothing was said of this!” Treize snarled. What had Hilde been doing with his pets?! He didn’t mind if she had been abusing those worthless things that went to the other OZ officers, but they were his! They shouldn’t have been used to give her officers’ a cheap thrill. He would strangle her if she wasn’t dead already.
“It could be worse, I could have been given back to her.” Duo whispered, “The other thing that they would do was take to experiments and have them do it, as the floor show for dinner. I never had to do that, but…Wufei and…and someone else liked each other. They had to do it a lot. And it wasn’t like normal …weird things were used on them, they laughed at you…I was told that…that…”
“That it was something special?” Treize asked cynically. He couldn’t believe that after two years the boy still had hopes sex could be something that he enjoyed, maybe his little pet wasn’t as damaged as he feared.
Duo nodded, hiccupping a little. He had believed once, not anymore. Not for him.
“I doubt that you ever believe that now, do you?” Treize asked gently. Not with the way that he had fought enjoying himself with him, not with semi-hysterical tears that convulsed his body afterwards.
“I want…I want to rip the skin off my body…never have anyone touch at me again…I never want…”
Treize looked down at Duo’s bowed head as he recited his fruitless wish and sighed, maybe Duo wasn’t salvageable. How cruel, a pleasure pet that didn’t want anyone to play with him. He should tell Une that this pet should be put down, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so just yet.
Duo was adorable, forever young, everything that he wanted, he shouldn’t be so hasty in his actions. He might be able to coax something out of him in the future, if he could teach him that sex wasn’t pain and that he could enjoy him. If he was successful, Duo would be his slave for life. That might have been why Hilde had done some of the things that she did, but he doubted it. Hilde Schbeiker was a sadist that had access to someone that couldn’t break easily so she used him for her own sick pleasure.
“I will be touching you a lot in the future,” Treize informed him.
Duo nodded, he expected that, that was he had been created, for his pleasure. If he wanted to touch him, he had to let Treize touch him, no matter how much it made his skin crawl.
Treize gently stroked the back of his head, “I want to show you that it isn’t all pain.”
Duo shuddered, he didn’t believe that. Wufei told him that, Zechs said it too, but he couldn’t believe them, maybe it was something that you put up with because you loved the person you were with. He just had to put up with it because they gave him to Treize. He didn’t know the guy and he didn’t want to learn to like him. He wanted to be left alone, live without someone trying to stick it to him.
“Why don’t you take a little nap and then we can have something to eat, I am responsible for what you are today, directly or indirectly, so I should take care of you.” Treize said, upset at Duo’s shudder, “Its not like you can take care of yourself anymore. Not when you will look the same way for the rest of you life.” #Damn it Une! You should have instructed that little sadist that my pets were off limits to her. Unless there was something that she was planning on doing to fix this? I will have to ask Une about that.#
“Not that it would be long…” Duo mumbled and then curled up, he wasn’t sleepy but he didn’t want to anger his keeper.
People thought that he was ignorant of what was done to him, that was a lie though. He knew… how couldn’t he? They all talked around him, acting like he was rabbit in their little experiment and not a human that understood what was happening to him. He knew that he had only about another twenty or thirty years left, the things that they had done to his metabolism had cut decades off his life, for the pleasure of some inbred bastard who had a thing for under aged boys. He was something that had been created to keep him satisfied, to let him play his games with. The other things that she had done to him…well with any luck, no one would ever know how little of him was left. Wufei thought that they wasn’t human anymore…it just showed on him and Zechs. He was worse then they were, he looked normal, but wasn’t.
Treize waited until he thought that Duo was asleep and slipped out of bed. He wasn’t going to wait for his little talk with Une, she was going to know that he wasn’t pleased that his present was broken before he got to play with him, due to the interference of her pet sadist. As he dressed, Treize thought about the things that Duo had told him, if things were that bad, why hadn’t he heard the complaints before, from other officers that had gotten a pet from Hilde’s lab? It had been the main source of pleasure pets for OZ, a side project of the research that was its main occupation. There must have been others that had undergone this treatment from her. He wondered what had gone wrong when he ended up outside Une’s office.
As he knocked on her door, he was startled to here her call out, “Enter Treize-sama.”
Treize walked in and closed the door firmly behind him. “Une, I have a couple of questions about exactly went on in Lovecraft base. Starting with where are the real records and not the piles of fairy dust that you fed me!”
Une smiled serenely, she had anticipated this. “It wasn’t exactly a lie, the information that you were given. Duo was ready to be shipped off to you, along with the other two, when the raid happened. I had hoped that Hilde had managed to finish Duo’s modifications before he was taken by those barbarians, but unfortunately not. The records would have been accurate if she had been allowed to finish what she had started.”
“What was missing? And it would have been something very radical to get the results that she claimed.” Treize snarled.
Une shrugged. “It would have made Duo melt in your bed like butter. You could have done anything and he would have welcomed it. I wasn’t lying about that. The knowledge is gone though, what the treatment was that caused that reaction.”
“A miracle. That’s what the damned thing would have been” Treize said sourly.
“That bad?” Une asked, sympathy etched in her voice. She really didn’t want to give Treize a flawed bedmate, but the work that had been done would be difficult to duplicate and would take time. And finding someone that was as tempting as Duo was, that would be the main problem. It might be easier to regrow the boy from scratch. She’d look into that, cloning took so long though, Treize might be content with his pet, flawed as he was until they could create another one for him.
“That bad. If your little protégé wasn’t dead, I’d strangle her. Her games broke him, and he doesn’t enjoy what he is.” Treize explained, pouring a glass of brandy, his voice flat. He almost felt sorry for his pet, it had been a long time since he had felt that about anyone, never mind a pet. “He doesn’t want to be touched and it was like bedding a corpse until he started crying hysterically. If he wasn’t so damned attractive, I’d tell you that I want him put down and another one created.”
Une sighed, she had thought about it, when he had walked in here this angry, she knew that Duo was flawed, not worthy of her Trezie-sama. “We can’t. The process was done only at that base. We can turn out pets by the dozen, but nothing special, like he is. But I will…”
“Don’t bother,” Treize said, making a dismissing motion with his hand. “I can try and train him, that might be more challenging and satisfying then if he just fell into my bed willingly.”
“That will keep you occupied,” Une agreed. “I was just going to brief the other two, if you want to join me?”
Treize shook his head, “I’ll get back to my little toy. I might want another go with him in the morning, so don’t send the others in until about eight, after they have had breakfast. They can also serve mine.”
“As you wish, Treize-sama, “ she murmured, “I will have them there in the morning for you. And you schedule is light, only one meeting with the Dragon Clan ambassador in the afternoon.”
“I look forward to it,” Treize purred, “And do make sure that I have my Dragon with me to deal with these people. It will be informative to see their reaction to my new bioroid.”
Une made a mental note to tape that session from several angles, the reaction from the ambassador would be priceless, they were such a proud people, this would take them down a notch or two.
End Part Two
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