28-Sep-2000
Disclaimer: I don't own GW. I'm poor and have insane Muses. Isn't that punishment enough? This story is for entertainment only. It has violence, yaoi, and is nice to Relena. This whole thing was inspired by Dena who told me she was going to write a Crying Freeman/GW fic. She has such great ideas! I wish I had half her talent! Dena! You're fantastic! Now for more boring stuff: If you can't deal, don't read.
Duo awoke with a slight headache, but he'd been expecting that. Pargan wouldn't have taken any chances. The young man shifted and tried to take his situation in. The soldier in him noted the manacles binding his hands behind his back, the chain around his neck, and the lack of clothes. Whatever Relena's butler had planned, Duo knew he wouldn't like it.
The sound of a key in a lock brought his attention to the nearby door. If he'd thought things couldn't get any worse, he was proven wrong. The door was held open by an impassive looking Pargan, but silhouetted in the doorway was the blond who'd shot him last week. The man's eyes raked over Duo with a possessiveness that froze the fighter's blood. What had that bastard Pargan said after the drug starting to work?
"We have a small problem that I think you can help us with. The assassin you stopped last week worked for us. He's never reacted to anything as strongly as he has to you. So I have decided you and he should get to know each other better. Much better. I would advise you not to fight whatever he tries. The last two lovers he had, he killed. However, if you cooperate, I'm sure you will live to learn to enjoy his attentions."
Duo fought to keep control as the words rolled through his mind and strong arms encircled him. Platinum hair fell across his face as he was drawn into the killer's embrace.
End Part 2
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