08-Jan-2001
I don't own GW. I don't even own my car. Go bug someone with money. This fic is for entertainment only. It has lemon, yaoi, NCS and things that may offend. If you can't deal, don't read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, do NOT be a pathetic idiot and try to blame the list or ADMINs for any irresponsibility of your own. IE. you know you're under 18, your parents would kill you if they found this, and you know that! Guess what? It is not my fault or this list's if you read this! If your parents freak... tell them to grow up and get a life!
Heero watched Duo sleep, taking just a moment to admire the sheer beauty of his former partner. Gently he caressed the smooth plans of the naked man's chest and stomach. Duo moaned softly and for a second the Japanese man feared the drug Quatre had given him had not worked; instead, the sleeper merely shifted and settled.
For the millionth time, Heero wondered if what they were doing was right. The Preventers, Quatre, and even the Maguanacs had spent days trying to find the cure for the plague ravaging Earth. It was useless. Just like its creator claimed. Any day now the deaths would start. High fever cooking the victim's body from the inside. Over a million people already contracted the disease; without a cure, they would be dead before 82 hours were up.
So the one demand the sick bastard made had to be granted. He wanted one night, alone, with Duo. He promised not to kill the former pilot or do any unrepairable damage. With all other options exhausted, the Preventers agreed. The cure would be turned over at dawn. The man didn't seem to care if he went to jail after that. Since the request hadn't specified Duo needed to be aware of the events, Quatre invited him for tea. The beverage held a simple sleeping drug ensuring the longhaired man never woke up while receiving the 'attentions' of his 'lover.'
But the whole thing made Heero sick. How could they treat Duo like this? After all he gave during the war. After all he lost in his life. Now they sold his virginity.
"Leave." A voice behind him demanded coldly.
The Perfect Soldier turned to find a man in a lab coat in the doorway. Several Preventers flanked him. The man's eyes flicked over Duo.
"So you drugged him?" He was amused. "That's alright. I don't need him conscious for what I want."
It took all of Heero's self-control not to kill the smiling bastard.
"If you don't give us the cure in the morning," cobalt eyes glared daggers, "I will see your death takes weeks." That said, Heero stormed away, flinching only slightly at the sound of the door closing, sealing Duo's fate.
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