17-Dec-2000
Duo had just reached the edge of the forest when he heard it. His name, called in a voice that sounded louder than thunder and colder than ice. He turned to find Heero and Wufei had crawled out of Quatre's window and were looking at him. Neither was wearing a happy expression. Indeed, Heero's just screamed "If I have to come after you Duo, you are going to suffer, big time!"
Duo quickly considered his options. Heero could out race all of them, but Duo had a good half-mile head start. But would that be enough? The other option was to go back to the safehouse. Duo shuddered. He couldn't do that. Maybe he could come back later, after he had this whole mess figured out, but not now.
Decision made, Duo took off running. Behind him, he could hear Heero's angry, yelled curse. Without looking back, he knew Wufei and Heero were chasing him. Duo had never run faster in his life, but even that barely saved him. Even as he reached Shinigami's hatch, he could hear the pair enter the clearing.
Closing the hatch quickly, the braided pilot started the thrusters without even waiting to be seated. Once in the air, he turned on his cloaking device and headed away from his friends. It surprised him that he still thought of them as friends after their betrayal, but in his heart he knew they hadn't meant to hurt him.
Quatre and Trowa had done everything in their power to make sure he had enjoyed what they did. With a sigh, Duo turned on the autopilot and tried to get some sleep. When he reached his new safehouse, he would contact G and find out what the hell was going on.
Three hours later, Shinigami's internal systems alerted Duo. They were at the new location. The young pilot was thankful for being awoken; his dreams had been unusual. They were filled with memories of what Quatre and Trowa had done to him and how good it felt. Shaking off the strange feelings, Duo quietly entered his new home and made sure no one was around.
After an hour of thorough checking, Duo turned on the only computer in the house and began trying to contact Doctor G. A trace was initiated from the first three numbers he tried. Doctor G wouldn't try to trace him, so the young pilot knew something was very wrong. With shaking hands, he tried the last number he had. If G was at this number, things had gone to hell and they were both in serious trouble.
After two rings, an extremely tried looking Doctor G answered. Duo felt his stomach clench up. This had to be bad news.
"Duo! Duo, my boy! Is that you?" G's face lit up at the sight of his pilot.
"It's me, G." Duo made an effort not to sound exhausted as he felt, but the scientist caught it anyway; his face twisted into a grimace and fear darkened his eyes.
"Did they hurt you, Duo?"
"You knew?" Duo exploded. "You son of a bitch! You knew they were going to do this to me? And you just let them?" The anger faded, however, when he saw the tears in the Doctor's eyes. "G?"
"I swear I tried to warn you. J cut off my communications and I had to run. Please, Duo. I tried." The older man's voice was soft and pleading, as tears ran slowly down his cheeks.
Softly exhaling, Duo said, "Tell me what happened, G. I need to know."
What Duo heard angered him even further and made him feel far older than he was. The Doctors had seen how well the pilots fought together and had come up with a plan to cement their friendship and see to it that they always worked together. The men had chosen sex; it would provide a physical and emotional tie between the young fighters. Not to mention they were already programmed for it.
Every scientist, with the exception of G, had trained the young men to be bi-sexual. In the cases of Quatre, Wufei, and Trowa the training had been forced, a mixture of drugs, pain, and pleasure. Quatre, who was an innocent until his Doctor found him, had been easy to break; Trowa had broken easily as well, though more because of the rapes he suffered before the Doctor got to him. Wufei, due to his pride and the memory of his dead wife, had held out the longest, but gave in at last. Heero, who J had trained along those lines from the beginning, went along with it willingly; he really was never given a choice long enough to have a preference.
Once they were all ready for it, the training began. Professionals were brought in to show the pilots all that could be done to and with the human body. After several months of 'education,' the really sick part started. The Doctors addicted their chosen to sex; whether it was with a man or a woman didn't matter, each of the young men needed to screw or be screwed.
Duo felt his stomach turn. How could anyone do this to another human being?
"I couldn't do that to you, Duo." Doctor G explained. "I have always thought of you as my son, but there was nothing I could do to help the other pilots."
"I know, G. I understand, really." And Duo did understand. G had always been kind to him and sometimes a little protective. For once, the American was very thankful he had someone to look out for him. "So what did you do when they came up with this recent plan?"
"I told them the truth. They were upset. Well, everyone except J. He seemed very pleased. However, they all wanted to go through with the plan."
"Did you tell them I'm straight?"
"They didn't care. Everyone was certain, that straight or not, you would enjoy what your friends did to you."
"Those-those... " Duo was surprised to find he didn't have a foul enough word to describe the other scientists.
"It gets worse, Duo. Much worse. I think J may be quite insane."
Ever since they had started to work together, Quatre had been the unofficial leader. The blond was an incredible strategist, wonderfully clever, and really cared about his new partners. Doctor J, though, wanted Heero to lead.
Knowing that trying to make Heero the leader would be a losing endeavor, the sly man decided to use what was already available. He sent orders for Quatre and Trowa to seduce Duo while Wufei and Heero were off getting better acquainted with each other. Counting on the the longhaired young man to never cooperate, J told Quatre his fellow pilot enjoyed being tied up during sex and was terribly embarrassed by it.
Everything had ended almost perfectly. Quatre and Trowa had taken their friend without his consent. The big problem was that Duo ran away rather than confront the pair.
"Why would anyone care, G?" An exasperated Duo demanded. This was far too complex for him. "What could J possibly gain if I yelled at Quatre?"
G looked completely flabbergasted. "Think, Duo! I know most people think you are an idiot, but we both know that's not true!"
Duo considered the problem for a few minutes. The answer was an uncomfortable one. Trowa, with his history, would never be able to forgive himself. The tall man could even be shattered emotionally. Quatre, on the other hand, would be so disgusted with himself, he would refuse to lead any longer. If Duo had been the emotional, physical wreck J anticipated, the old scientist would have had everything in one instant. G agreed with his assessment.
"That still doesn't explain why he thinks Heero would come forward to lead."
"To protect you, my boy."
"Huh?" was Duo's well-considered answer.
"Heero is in love with you!" G yelled. "How could you not have noticed, Duo?"
The longhaired pilot gaped at his trainer. Heero was in love with him? When the hell did this happen? "Uh, G, you sure about this?"
"Yes. I had to sit and listen to J rant about it for five hours last month."
This new information shook Duo, but also made J's plan more plausible. Heero was the kind of guy who would be very protective. After all, look at how he treated Relena. The Perfect Soldier would take over if only to make sure Duo was safe from his attackers.
"G, when this whole mess is cleared up, I am going to kill that bastard with my own hands. He got me raped, G!" The lithe pilot found himself suddenly shaking.
"Duo?" G's voice was very calm and soft.
"They didn't hurt me. It's just, I thought all that was behind me. J is going to pay for this."
"Would you like to tell me how? You can lay all the blame you want at his feet and he will still deny it. And what proof do you have that this wasn't all Quatre's idea in the first place? He's the only one who got the message. J can easily destroy the evidence he sent it and then it's the boy's word against his. As for my word, well I'm sure J has been telling all sorts of stories to explain why I disappeared."
For a long time the pair were quiet. Duo knew how to make sure J's little scheme fail spectacularly, but he didn't know if he could do what was needed. With a sigh, the pilot of Shinigami chose.
"I can't let him get away with this." He said, standing. "I know how to make him seem like the idiot he is."
"Duo," G cautioned. "Don't do anything stupid."
"Don't worry, Doc. Everything is going to be fine." Turning off the computer, Duo went back to his Gundam and set course for home.
It was midnight before he reached the safehouse again. The lights were off and all looked locked up. As he reached for the doorknob, Duo noticed his hand was shaking. I can do this, he chanted silently and opened the door.
No sooner did he close the door soundlessly behind him, than the lights came on. Duo spun to find four angry looking pilots pointing guns at him and one furious looking Relena.
"Um, hi?" The braided pilot ventured.
Quatre tackled Duo in a fierce hug. "Where the hell did you go? I was so worried. My space-heart kept telling me something was wrong and then you take off. I thought we'd hurt you."
While Quatre babbled at Duo, the other occupants of the room shared a look and broke up, going to various parts of the house.
"I'm sorry, Quatre. I had some things to work out."
The blond pilot questioned him for several moments, making sure he was fine. As the conversation ran on, the other pilots returned and Relena moved to join them. The American found himself surrounded.
Trowa and Quatre guided Duo to the couch. Once there, Trowa slipped a hand under Duo's shirt, while Quatre began to slip one down his pants. "Whoa hold on guys! I need to talk to you all before we do anything."
While everyone was positioning themselves, Duo prepared himself. He wasn't going to lie, but he was going to hide certain parts of the story. What happened afterwards worried Duo. Could he convince them? Would he flinch away from their touch? One little flinch would ruin everything.
"There's something I need to tell you all." The four pilots and Relena gave him their undivided attention. "When I was younger, I didn't always know how to fight. Surviving on the streets was tough, but I got by without losing too much of myself. Then this guy moved into the neighborhood." Duo swallowed. These memories were far from pleasant; if they could protect Quatre and the others, though, he would dredge them up.
"He raped you. Didn't he, Duo?" The softly spoken question came from Relena of all places. Duo stared in shock. She laughed softly at his expression. "We're not stupid. After you fled, looking like hell was chasing you, we all sat down and talked. Our guess is that J never sent you the orders for what happened; which means you were unprepared. Are we right?" Duo nodded. "And the man who raped you, didn't hurt you. Quatre felt no scar tissue. Our guess is that he used your 'kink' and body against you. Forcing you to enjoy what he did. Right again?" It was close enough to the truth for Duo, so he nodded. "So you ran away to try and figure out what was going on because you knew Quatre and Trowa would never willingly hurt you."
"I needed some time. To think, to understand what happened, to threaten G."
Trowa left the couch and Relena took his place. "We would never hurt you, Duo. Do you believe that?"
Understanding what was coming, Duo said, "Yes."
The word had barely left his mouth when Relena kissed him. His beautiful violet eyes widened. Quatre began removing his shirt and Heero calmly pulled out a pair of silk lined cuffs. Once his shirt was gone, Heero took Quatre's place, gently drawing the startled pilot's arms behind him. The click of the cuffs caused Duo to pull away from Relena.
"R-Relena? Heero?" He looked between the two, not understanding what was going on.
"You're ours, Duo. We spoke with the others and after the war is over, you are moving in with us."
"Don't I get a say in this," the captive pilot asked.
"No," Heero playfully whispered as Relena once again took Duo's mouth. Wufei undid the longhaired man's pants and he and Trowa lifted the startled Duo up so they could be slid off. Quatre slipped between them and gently Duo's stroked nipples as Relena wrapped her hand around Duo's manhood. The resulting huge eyes, gasp, and attempt to wriggle away fired everyone's blood even as they smiled.
"Relax, Duo," Heero said in the sultriest voice Duo had ever heard. "We won't hurt you." Then he began to nibble on Duo's ear and neck.
The young pilot of Deathscythe found himself trapped by five bodies. Relena had been a surprise, but she was no innocent and was completely comfortable with her body. She'd lost her clothes long before the others. At first, Duo had been too shocked to react. Relena and Heero wanted him? They were planning a future with him? Later, he was too caught up in what the others were doing to object.
Once Relena had removed her clothes, she began to kiss her way down Duo's neck and chest. Heero and the others quickly stripped sure that Duo couldn't escape their grasp. Just as Heero returned, the young Queen took Duo into her mouth, smiling around him as he threw his head back at the sensation. The Wing pilot allowed Duo to rest his head on his shoulder as he slipped a coated finger into Duo.
"Shit," Duo moaned.
Quatre gave a soft laugh and started unraveling the long chestnut braid. Their new lover would look so much better with his hair down. Trowa and Wufei each latched on to one of Duo's now unoccupied nipples causing a low moan to fill the room. Each person in the room touched, caressed, stroked every part of Duo possible and found a few spots the experienced pilot didn't even know were sensitive.
"We need to move this to the floor," Wufei said softly, unwilling to break the atmosphere.
The others agreed and began arranging the room. Duo couldn't stop the aching moan that worked its way past his lips as their heat left him. Soft laughs caressed his ears. Cushions were quickly spread on the floor and the American was laid upon them like a banquet feast; which, looking into the others' eyes, he knew was a very appropriate thought.
Relena once again used her mouth for something Duo considered very un-Queen-like as Wufei began kissing him insensible. A slick finger moved inside of him even as Quatre and Trowa assaulted his already sensitive nipples. Caught between pleasure and pain, the pilot of Deathscythe writhed, small whimpers being swallowed by the Chinese's mouth.
"It'll feel better soon," Heero's surprisingly gentle voice whispered in his ear. "I promise."
Then the Japanese man touched something inside Duo that made him arch into his lovers' touches, mind shut down from sheer rapture. Wufei released his mouth to nibble along his sweat soaked chin and neck, finally sinking teeth into the junction of shoulder and throat.
Duo Maxwell, the most vocal of all the pilots, was reduced to using just two words over and over again.
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod."
No one had ever made him feel as good as his friends were right now. He'd been worried about being unable to respond and now saw it was a foolish fear. Everyone focused on doing one thing: making Duo drown in pleasure. None of them would ever hurt him intentionally. This made what J had done even worse. However, as Heero pushed a second finger into him, thoughts of revenge abandoned the gasping pilot.
Heero watched his new lover and reveled in the reactions he and the others were causing. All of them had been watching Duo for the longest time. The orders to become lovers with the other pilots came as both a shock and something of a relief. The needs the scientists forced on them could seldom be sated during war, but with the ability to work together came the opportunity to ease that suffering as often as they pleased. They already knew which ones they wanted; things were simpler that way. Of course, Heero had attracted the young Queen's attention. Yet, it hadn't complicated things as much as he thought.
Relena pinned Heero to his bed the first time they were alone and showed the normally quiet man how to make a great deal of noise. Together they explored what each enjoyed and discovered a mutual fascination with the pilot of Deathscythe. Relena spoke with the group and it was decided Duo would go with Heero and Relena and Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei would form their own trio. Which brought him back to the present and Duo's moaning, lithe figure.
Even as he added a third finger, Heero had to call on all his self-control to not just take the beauty twisting in his arms. Wufei was working on creating another livid hickey on Duo's neck, as Quatre and Trowa licked their way across the usually braided man's chest. The pair occasionally bit an erect nipple, causing a sensitive Duo to whimper and push further into their mouths. Relena caught his eye; both knew the time had come.
"It's time," Heero's terse command cut though the sensations Duo was feeling. Behind him, the Asian pilot shifted as he removed his fingers. "This is going to hurt for just a moment, Duo."
Actually, Duo thought, this was going to hurt a lot more in the morning. He had no illusions about Heero being the only one who would enter him; all the pilots were going to take Duo, their way of binding the loudmouth to them forever. Then he felt his new lover begin to claim him.
Although, he braced himself for the pain, a strangled choke of agony forced its way out of pursed lips. It hurt a lot. Suddenly, Relena shifted and Duo felt himself slid into her heat.
"Relena," he rasped. Heero still pushed inward, but the feel of being surrounded by the Sank Princess provided balance as his fellow terrorists did their best to create a distraction.
"I know, Duo," Relena said quietly, while moving her hips in small, slow circles, "but it gets better. Much better."
The pain faded under the determined assault of his lovers until finally Heero was fully inside and stilled. Wing's pilot placed gentle, soothing kiss along the trembling man's back and shoulders. A part of him never wanted to move again; Duo's insides were so tight, clinging to him with such incredible heat. Yet another part rejoiced to at last have the baka where he wanted him. He was going to make Duo scream his name. Again and again. For the rest of their lives together.
Once the tremors stopped running through Duo's body, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei stepped back and left him to Heero and Relena. The unlikely pair started slowly. Strong hands grabbed the slender young man's hips. With torturous languor, the American was thrust against Relena as she rose up, pressing her chest to his. Her arms wrapped around his waist, while her hips ground into him. Using this, Heero withdrew to his tip and then pulled Duo back down with a single, smooth motion. Relena followed him, forcing Heero even further in. He hit something deep within his partner that exploded incredible pleasure across his nerves. The rhythm drove the chestnut haired youth to new heights of desire.
Duo's hands struggled to be free of the cuffs. He wanted to touch his partners, caress them, but nothing he did loosened the bindings. Every movement they made stoked the fire in his blood. Heero drove him into Relena's molten depths as the Japanese fighter's searing length impaled him, hitting that spot so perfectly.
"Please," he begged. "Please, Heero, Relena, let me touch you."
Relena chuckled. "Maybe next time my lovely, lovely Gundam pilot. This time, we are in control."
The longhaired man could only moan as they sped up. Violet eyes roamed the room looking for help only to find Wufei pinned to the ground as Quatre and Trowa worked his body. All three turned and locked eyes with their future lover. Fever consumed the imprisoned pilot and he screamed Heero's name as he came drawing Relena then Heero over the edge with him.
"Love you," Heero whispered softly before pulling out of Duo. Relena smiled and also moved to the side. The young captive didn't even have a chance to respond before Trowa gently began working his way in.
"Trowa?" The concern in his voice mixed with tired lust.
"I won't hurt you." Came the response as a hand began to fondle him.
Trowa filled him and moved with steady, long strokes; relighting the fire in his blood. But this wasn't meant to be a long coupling. It was to show Duo he was a part of them; to show him their love. No sooner did the American get used to feeling his new lover pounding him, then the man released, and took him along.
As Wufei moved behind the exhausted pilot, tears filled violet eyes.
"No please Wufei." He hadn't thought it would hurt so much or feel so good. Yet, he could take no more. The pain was beginning to outweigh the pleasure. He knew his wrists were rubbed raw, limbs felt like lead, and fatigue pulled at his mind.
"Shhhh, it's almost over." And then Wufei plunged forward. Relena's small hands ran along his length, once more forcing him erect. Knowing movements allowed the Chinese colonist to hit the spot needed to give Duo pleasure, small groans his reward for the effort. A shout signaled his completion and Relena forced her captive to pursue him into ecstasy.
"Only one more, Duo." Relena soothed wiping away the tears of stress.
"No please. It hurts. Please." Duo sobbed. It wasn't supposed to hurt like this, was it? Heero and Relena had felt wonderful. Maybe a body couldn't take this much all at once. None of them meant to hurt him, but it was becoming unbearable. How could the Doctors have forced anyone to be consumed with a need like theirs?
"Just me, Duo." Quatre's sweet voice cut over the pleas. "Then it'll all be over. You'll belong to us and never have to do this again." The Arab hated the overwhelming craving forcing him to possess Duo. Looking at the others, he saw they all could see something was wrong.
The Deathscythe pilot pulled himself together. To his friends, claiming Duo seemed very important. Perhaps Quatre's guilt would be assuaged, so he nodded, trying to hide his pain and fear. It wasn't like they were trying to hurt him or being deliberately cruel.
Again, Relena did everything in her power to help Duo erect. Quatre rocked his bruised body with every thrust; the air echoed as euphoria replace pain. At last, the pair cried out, tense muscles relaxing. However, Duo slumped a little too much.
"Heero?" Relena called. The concern in her voice drawing the room's occupants to her side. A quick check showed the young man was merely unconscious. Heero lifted Duo in his arms.
"I'll take him to my room."
"Get cleaned up and we'll meet back here." Quatre ordered. Everyone broke up. None of their faces held a pleasant expression.
Heero and Relena carefully cleaned Duo; his wrists were bandaged, and they tucked him into bed. After the Queen left, Heero ran a hand slowly through chestnut locks. He'd always thought of Duo as shallow and far too playful to ever be that serious. Tonight proved him wrong. His partner had shown courage worthy of real hero and all for them. J was going to pay. Certain the still figure would be fine, the cobalt eyed man left to meet the others.
Quatre and Trowa were finishing cleaning the room as he entered. Nodding to them, he moved on to the kitchen; the table there was big enough for all to sit together. Wufei and Relena were already there. No one spoke until Quatre and Trowa entered.
"He's not one of us, Quatre," Heero growled.
"I know." Quatre's usual innocent face was twisted into a scowl of fury. "J lied. I don't think Duo'd ever been with a male lover willingly until us."
"And he would have had G given him the training." Relena reasoned. The trained pilots got sex where they could. Male or female wasn't important.
"His endurance would also have much higher." Wufei put in.
"This means we raped him," Trowa all but hissed.
"Then why would he come back?" Relena asked. "Why would be let us do that?"
"Because he does love us."
All eyes turned to Heero.
"He may not love us in a sexual way, but it is love. Have any of you noticed how he always asks how we are? Keeps us smiling? He knew how badly Quatre and Trowa would be hurt if they knew what they'd done, so he came back and let us hurt him so they wouldn't."
"God," the young ruler of Sank breathed. "That must have taken a lot of courage."
"J must have known about Duo. There's no other reason he would order Quatre to act instead of me. The logical choice is me, after all." Heero began. "Duo and I work together. We do it well. If J were doing this to truly help, he should have chosen me." Guilt clouded his face. "I should have figured it out. When Duo ran away. I didn't."
"You couldn't have known J would betray us like this. Perhaps he found out about Relena's contacting Treize?" Trowa said.
"No. I was very careful." Relena proclaimed. After discovering what had been done to Heero and the others, she had called the leader of OZ. Something about the man made her believe he was a good man. Turned out to be a correct hunch. The man was horrified at the way the boys were forcibly twisted and used. The two were working on a plan for peace with OZ providing the manpower for a group called the Preventers. That group would prevent things like this from ever happening again.
"It doesn't matter." Quatre ended the line of thought. "He made us cause Duo pain. The bastard knew we would force him." Blue eyes took on a distant look. "The Doctors are about to learn what a bitch karma is."
Cruel smiles broke out on their faces.
Relena called Treize the next morning and explained what happened. She quickly outlined what the Gundam pilots wanted. They each made sure their Doctors were at the usual places and gave her the information. Treize had to promise not to kill them in order to get the locations; he kept his promise. The OZ leader staged a coup the next day with the help of Zechs, Noin, and Une. Capturing the Doctors was child's play afterward.
Duo awoke in terrible pain. Heero and Wufei stood over him, a cold expression fixed in place. When they reached for him, he couldn't help but flinch away. For just a split second fear ruled violet eyes and it cut deeply into the Asians' souls. A clearly forced cheerful expression quickly took over.
"We know you're in pain, Duo." Heero said.
"We're going to help you." Wufei included and proceeded to lift the slender fighter off the bed.
"Guys," Duo yelped. "I don't think I can... "
"No one is that insatiable," The Japanese man cut him off.
They took him to bathroom where Trowa had run a warm bath. Together the three carefully washed their lover and his hair. Once that was done, various ointments were applied. They eased his aches and dulled the pain. Then they tucked him into bed again and watched until he drifted off.
The next time he awoke he was alone. A thousand thoughts crowded his mind. Although the last part of the night had been pure agony, the first part had been mind blowing. Everyone tried to make it feel good, but his body couldn't take that much all at once. Then there was the matter of everyone loving him. Heero said it! How was he supposed to take that?
Nothing made sense anymore. He hadn't just enjoyed what Heero and Relena did, he loved it! A large part of him wanted them to do it again. What did that mean? Unable to deal with all of it right then, Duo rolled over and went back to bed. The next time he woke up, the world had become a different place.
Treize and Relena made peace with the colonies. Treize and Zechs went into space and helped form a new government, one that looked very much like that attempted by the original Heero Yuy. Une headed the Earth Preventers. Noin took over the space branch. The names of the Gundam pilots were sealed away and the young men were given places to stay in the Sank kingdom.
It turned out nothing could be done about what the scientists did. Since they had paired up and were fairly happy, the pilots weren't devastated by the news. Duo, Heero, and Relena spent many hours getting to know each other. Eventually, the self-proclaimed Shinigami gave the two a second chance. At the end of one night, the young American chose to say with them.
Trowa, Wufei, and Quatre ended up living on L4 where they helped to run Quatre's business and made it even more successful. At the five-year reunion, Relena had three children, two boys with cobalt eyes and one with violet. Catherine was carrying Wufei's child and Iria carried Trowa's.
As for Doctor J and the others. G was pardoned as a gift to Duo. He became Godfather to Relena's children and helped build non-lethal weapons for the Preventers. For the rest, a special containment facility was built on the Moon. The men were sent there. Each was fitted with a special collar. At uneven times the collars went off sending the men into a frenzy of sexual need. The guards made sure no one could alleviate the desire. So everyday for the rest of their lives, the men felt what they had forced their pilots to experience.
The End
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Phoenix
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