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Windows to the Soul	By : FujoshiRayen Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3506 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not ownt Gundam wing they belong soley to Bandai. See full disclamier below

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Disclaimer: Do to a failed attempt at spell casting I now own an evil horny Duo that can fly. He delights in reminding me that I in fact could not capture the REAL Gundam Wing characters, no matter what spell I tried. So no I do not own Gundam Wing, and there for don’t make any money from it. Damn spells. Doesn’t help that I was aiming for Wufei.

*Clears throat* Ahem. So this is the first time I’ve posted anything. I had originally planned on posting some PWP or One-shot to start off with, you know kinda ease into it, but my muse (who suspiciously looks and acts a lot like Duo with wings and the size of a pixie) decided to throw me for a loop. So when I started out with trying to write a really hot and horny Wufei tackling an equally horny Duo it turned into this. So yeeaaaahhh.

Warnings: slight Non-con, it doesn’t actually happen, but it kinda gets close. Don’t worry though. I highly doubt my muse will let this end unhappily. Angst. Lots and lots of Angst.

Pairings: 2x5, maybe a 5x2 if my muse lets me.

Windows to the Soul

Duo was calmly freaking out. An odd combination of words to be sure. The more he paced the more it become true. He was making a dent in the carpet in the living room. He would start at one end of the room walk to the opposite look out the picture glass window, make a neat turn, and then walk back to the starting point. With each pass of the window he would look up and glare at the empty drive way. The drive way that was supposed to have nice little pristine white dirt bike. The drive way that was supposed to have the indication that his beautiful Chinese lover was back at the safe house, unharmed, and hopefully ready for a romp in the sheets. The driveway that was hidden from the main road. The driveway that was still – Duo cast yet another glare- still fucking empty.

If one were to be watching this, they would see a tall brunette boy with a braid past his butt that twitched like a tail with every turn. After the moment of reassuring that this was indeed a boy and not a girl, the person watching would then take stalk of legs that seemed to go on for miles leading to a pert butt encased in blue jeans and a white t-shirt framing a slightly muscled torso with strong arms tightly crossed at his chest. With another pass across the room, the person would then have to once again reassure himself that this was still a boy, because he would see his unearthly beautiful face that looked to be sculpted by God himself to represent an angel on Earth. How else would a person come to have such a beautiful face? High cheekbones delicately carved, a small pert nose, pointy chin, luscious red lips that begged to be touched, and the most shockingly thing of all. His eyes. Those violet eyes that seemed to darken into dark amethyst. Surely no mere human could compare to this fairy like creature. If one were to be watching this, they would also see the more he paced, the more languid his motions became. But it was when the sound of an engine pulling into the drive way that one would truly be showed what he was feeling. He raced back to the window and gripped the pane so hard that the wood creaked beneath the weight. He froze all movements and stared out the glass. He was motionless for a full minute before he suddenly whirled around, his braid whipping out behind him and he marched to the door. It was his eyes that revealed what was so unnerving. Those inhuman eyes that glowed with anger. That seemed to become a door the underworld. Those eyes that, despite how smooth his gait was, despite the jester grin that was across his face, despite everything, those eyes showed true terror to anyone who dared to look into them. He was no longer Duo, but Shinigami. The god of death.

He lurched the door open just as knob was about to turn, bringing with it a small figure dressed in a whit Chinese tunic and matching pants. Wufei stumbled as he fell over the threshold of the safe house. He was caught by strong arms and practically dragged the rest of the way in. He jerked himself away from those bruising arms and dropped his bag to the floor. He was about to yell at Duo for treating him so harshly when he looked up into those horrible eyes. All words froze in his throat. His very breath seemed to freeze his lungs. He frantically scraped his mind back together as he stepped back.

“Mi-misson is accomplished. It seemed to be a bit more in-depth than we originally planned for. I would have been here sooner but there were some-” his choked “complications.” Wufei cast a glance around the room, desperately trying to find something, anything to distract Shinigami and bring back his Duo. Slowly, not making any sudden movements, he inched his way around Duo trying to make it to the bedroom. Wufei knew what was going to happen. While his heart beat with excitement, it also cowered in fear of what was going to happen.

Wufei yelped as he was roughly shoved into the wall. He was momentarily suspended in the air before the heat of a body was pressed against his. Desperately he tried to break free, his natural fighting instincts taking over as he struggled against the crushing hold. He managed to get a lucky shot to Duo's diaphragm. Gasping Duo released him and staggered back trying to draw air back into his lungs. As soon as Wufei's feet were back on the ground he was running for the bedroom. Duo's head shot up like a predator smelling his prey. His eyes followed every movement the small boy made. His nose flared and he pounced.

Wufei had almost made it to the bedroom when he was tackled to the floor. He floundered, trying to get away, but it was no use. The taller boy had grabbed him by the waist and pulled him down tightly against the rough carpet. He had to move his head to the side so that he wasn’t suffocated. His arms were twisted around his back and held by the wrists in one hand. He could feel the rough movements of Duo as he spread his legs and shoved himself between them. Wufei froze as he felt the undeniable bulge. His throat clogged in fear. This had happened once before. Back when they had first become lovers, when they were tiptoeing around each other’s feelings, Wufei had pushed Duo to far one day, and brought out Shinigami. He had taunted him, purposely making Duo delirious with worry. Talking about missions, and blowing them way out of perportion, and then coming home late when there was no real reason for it. The result was both erotic and terrifying. It seemed that when Duo was truly afraid his alter ego came out. An alter ego that was not kind and definitely not gentle. His laughing idiotic Duo was replaced by a horrifying being that seemed to darken the world by his presence alone. Wufei still had the scars on his back from where Shinigami had shoved him into the chain link fence and fucked him raw. They served as reminders of what happened when he took Duo's love for granted, and to never push him that far again.

His normal sweet and considerate lover was gone.

Wufei found himself flipped and was staring into heartless, cold eyes.

“D-Duo, please!” Wufei's voice cracked. “I’m sorry, Baby. I didn’t mean to worry you. I’m sorry!” His voice was hitching as he struggled to breath. Duo was roughly yanking Wufei's pants down and ripping his shirt off. He didn’t want to be the reason the Shinigami was here. Not again. It only served as proof of that he had hurt his precious lover. That, despite the love that Duo had freely given, the protection, the sanity that only a true soul mate could give, Wufei had hurt him. Wufei's heart broke, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Duo's nose flared as the scent of fear and salt permeated the air. He looked up from where he was trying to free his hard member from the tight confines of his pants. He looked straight into Wufei's tear and terror filled eyes, and the Shinigami retreated a bit. Duo brought his hand up to cup Wufei's cheek and his thumb traced the tear track that ran down the corner of his eyes. His other hand released the crushing hold on Wufei's wrists. Wufei didn’t dare move his arms down to his sides. He didn’t want to startle the Shinigami into returning.

“Duo?” He asked hesitantly. He could still see the Shinigami playing at the edges of Duo subconscious. Duo continued looking at him, before lowering his head down and taking Wufei's lips in a harsh kiss. Wufei whimpered. At the sound Duo jerked back as if he had been scalded. His eyes widened in shock as he realized what he had almost done. What his body was still trying to do. He jumped back and crab walked away from his beautiful Wufei. The one he almost hurt again.

“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.” He pulled his knees up to his chest and rocked back and forth. He looked at Wufei, devastated. “Oh God, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry! I don’t know what happened. I was just so angry. I couldn’t control myself.” He was pleading with Wufei, who was sitting up and rubbing his wrists. Wufei's heart cracked even more as he heard the pain-laced voice that belonged to his beloved. He crawled forward and Duo jerked back, harshly hitting his head into the wall.

“Don’t! Don’t come to close! I can still hurt you. I don’t want to. So help me, I don’t want to hurt you. Please don’t come any closer!” Duo cried out and tried to move farther away from Wufei. “I can’t keep away, not for long. Just go! Please!”

Wufei felt like his heart was being ripped out as he heard the begging come from those beautiful lips. Duo tightened into a little ball still desperately rocking back and forth in rapid movements. Wufei walked over to him and knelt next to the quivering form. He laid a hand on his knee. Duo flinched and looked up into Wufei's eyes, and saw something earth shattering. Love. He saw nothing but love coming from his Wufei. A chocked sob was released from his chest and he grabbed at him and clung to him as he sobbed. Wufei wrapped his arms wound his lover and held him tightly. He held him as Duo cried out the pain from his soul, knowing that if Duo didn’t, then it would consume him bit by bit until there was nothing left of what he used to be. Wufei knew this, because he went through that very fate. He thought that if he trained hard enough, meditated long enough, and eventually died he would be free. It wasn’t until Duo locked him in a basement and ducked it out with him that he finally realized that his fate was not meant for that. Now it was his turn to show Duo that his life wasn’t meant for that either.

He gently placed his hands on either side of Duo's face and lifted it up so that he could see straight into his eyes. So that he could reassure himself that Shinigami was truly gone. After all it was the eyes that were windows to the soul. Wufei gazed into those violet depths and saw pain, and at that very moment he knew that he would do whatever it took the get rid of it. He leaned down and placed a kiss on Duo's lips. Duo crushed his eyes shut when he realized Wufei's intentions. How could he? Didn’t Wufei know he had wanted to hurt him? Again? Can’t he see that he was courting danger that was getting greater and greater by each passing second? Duo was about to jerk away when Wufei's voice stopped him. His lips moving lightly against his own, his sweet breath brushing against his face.

“I love you.”

Duo eyes flew open and he stared at the angel kneeling before him. Surely he did not just hear what he thought he did.

“What?” Duo rasped out, his voice raw with barely suppressed emotion.

Wufei smiled.

“I love you.”

“NO!” Duo cried out in horror. “No you can’t! Not after what I did to you again!”

Wufei's eyes softened. “But you didn’t do anything to me. You stopped when I asked you to.” He said his voice soft; he searched Duo's eyes once more. “I love you. More now than ever. Because I know just how much it took for you to break away from Shinigami.”

Duo flinched again, but this time at the name of his inner daemon. He buried his head into Wufei's chest and sobbed once more.

Well then.... That was not what I intended. Oh well. Review? Please? Don’t be shy about flames. This starts out as a really dark fic but I plan on fixing that as soon as I can get away from my muse. * Bats at the air as a flying Duo cackles and dives at me, pulling on my hair *
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