"Why that--" a giant Kensored sign zoomed towards his mouth again, but this time Trieze caught it and broke it in half. The traumatized sign whimpered and flew away crying. Trieze straightened his hair and gazed sternly at his angels. Heero looked ready to kill, Zechs was looking slightly disappointed, and Wufei (who had appeared out of nowhere after Quinze's disappearance) looked mildly confused. "IT IS WAR!"
Trowa's eyes opened to take in his new surroundings. After all the popping in and out of places, he no longer felt disoriented by the instanteous locale changes anymore.
He was in a nondescript room that felt a little too warm. The older man with shoulder length white hair glared at him, while Quatre and Duo stood a little behind the demon called Quinze.
"I don't see what the fuss is all about," Quinze said for Duo and Quatre to hear. "He's rather puny looking I think, but there must be something if all the angels are fighting over him."
"He does have a certain charm," Quatre said.
Quinze looked back quickly to Quatre, "Really?" Then he turned his gaze back to the tall naked young man with the weird bangs. "Okay, I guess you two can have him for the moment."
"Really?" Duo asked, noting that Quatre had tackled Trowa into a convenient divan that appeared out of nowhere.
"Sure," Quinze said. "I would guess that it will take the angels at least twelve hours to find him. Have your fun with him and we'll sacrifice him before they arrive."
"Twelve hours? Cool!" Quatre said between kisses.
"Do we really have to sacrifice him?" Duo asked not liking the idea at all.
"Of course, otherwise we'd be in a holy war for centuries. Better to get the reason for potential war out of the way," Quinze said over his shoulder as he left the room. "Just be thankful he doesn't have to be a virginal sacrifice," he said, his laughter echoing in the halls.
Duo looked over to Quatre who didn't seem to care that Trowa was trying to fight him off. Quatre just produced handcuffs and a place at the head of the divan to cuff them.
"Quatre," Duo asked, wondering if it was just him developing a conscience. "Doesn't it bother you that our Master wants to kill Trowa here?"
Quatre happily nibbled on Trowa's nipple and barely registered that Duo had said anything.
"Quatre!" Duo yelled.
Quatre pulled the much worked upon nipple watching it snap back towards Trowa's lean chest. "WHAT! You're disturbing my concentration!"
"Quatre, focus for a second. Do we want to kill Trowa here?" Duo huffed.
Quatre merely shrugged, "As long as I get some why should I care?"
Duo looked shocked. "I can't believe you! You were the one who told me you were in love with this guy!"
"Well yeah, I'm expressing that love right now. You can have a turn later," Quatre answered innocently.
Duo turned to glare at Trowa, "You've been mighty quiet about this. Don't you care about your fate at all?"
Trowa glared back mumbling because the KENSORED sign on his mouth prevented him from saying anything.
End of Pt. 22
Next!
The thought of Quinze and Trowa squicked me, which is why there isn't any lemony bits between them (thank goodness!)
(:./babaca/rr22)
