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Faces of Death	By : kitty163 Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 673 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Faces of Death
- 2-Flexable
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Alright, this is the last of my Nanowrimo story. Last in the 'OF DEATH' series. Hope you enjoy. (Fair warning: I really just wanted to get this over with by the time that I got here, so I hope you all still enjoy it, even though I don't feel like it's my best work.)

Taking a deep breath, Trowa felt his eyes start to water. He forced the burning feeling in his throat to go away. He had walked the tightrope hundreds, if not thousands of times before without a net. Stepping out onto the rope, Trowa tried not to breathe. The more he breathed, the more the feeling in his throat started to burn.

Thankfully, this was only a practice run and the net was in place. He knew he shouldn’t be practicing today, but he still went into the first set of flips. It wasn’t until he landed his second back flip that his body was wracked with coughs. There was no way he could stay on the tightrope with his body shaking as badly as it was. He felt a brief moment of panic as everything was turned upside down when he fell.

Trowa managed to turn the right way before he hit the net, but the coughing didn’t stop. He had known he was getting sick, he hadn’t felt good for days, but he thought he had at least one more performance in him before he would have to take any time off. Rolling off the side of the net, Trowa found his footing right before another round of coughs started. He was nearly taken to knees by the strength of them.

“Trowa, are you alright?” The brunette forced himself to stand up straight as Catherine approached him. “I haven’t seen you fall in years.”

“Fine, it’s just a cold.” He answered after he had finally stopped coughing.

“Take care of yourself, I’m serious, if you don’t feel up to it, don’t put yourself in that kind of danger.” Trowa couldn’t do anything but nod at the woman, he wouldn‘t get anywhere if he started an argument. Besides, why start one if you knew you would lose.

He waited until Catherine had left, ordering him to take it easy, to look at his hand. Blood. He had coughed up blood…but he felt better. Maybe he had inhaled something. He would worry about it if his chest or throat started hurting again. For now, he would go wash the blood off his hands. Then, he would take a nap to please Catherine. He had slept longer than he had anticipated. His brother had come into their trailer to change for the show and had woken him up.

“You feeling okay? I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you sleep in the middle of the day.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t feeling-” Trowa sat up and flipped his pillow over before continuing. “I’ll be out in a minute, tell the ring master I won’t be doing the high wire act tonight.”

“Sure, need anything else?”

“No, no…thanks Trent.” His brother nodded, looking at him in concern before heading for the circus tent.

The brunette waited for the trailer door to close behind his brother before he turned his pillow back over. Blood. Not much of it, but it had to have come from his lungs again. He didn’t hurt, but he would go to the clinic he had seen in town…after the show tonight. The show always came first, it was how he and Trent survived.

Stepping out of his trailer, Trowa followed his brother’s path to the tent. He was immediately found by the ring master, who asked a few questions, but otherwise left him alone. If he could just get through tonight, everything would be fine. He kept telling himself that, even as he placed his clown mask on and ran out into the ring.

The show went off without a hitch, as usual. Making the animals do tricks, back flips and handstands while riding an elephant, one handed handstands on top of ridiculously small balls that almost never stayed perfectly still…the usual. It wasn’t until he got to putting his head in a lion’s mouth that he even got slightly worried. There was no need though, since he must not have smelt like blood anymore. It wasn’t until later that night, when he was feeding the animals, that he was approached.

“How long have you been coughing up blood?” Trowa turned away from the horses with a sigh.

“How did you know I’ve been coughing up blood?” Catherine just smiled sadly at him.

“I saw your hand this morning when you fell off the tightrope.” Trowa frowned, he thought he had hidden it before anyone had seen.

“I’m going to the clinic tomorrow morning.”

“You need to go to the emergency room Trowa.”

“You know how much I hate hospitals, Catherine. I’m hardly willing to go to a clinic, but I know I need to.”

“Fine, but you won’t survive the night. Oh, and when you wake up, try to remember that you will be fine.” Catherine stated with certainty as she brushed passed the green eyed boy, lightly touching his shoulder before she went to feed the rest of the animals.

He wouldn’t survive the night. That was rather…morbid. He knew he should go to the emergency room, but he didn’t feel bad, and he hadn’t started coughing again. Shaking his head at how serious his friend had been, Trowa left the rest of the animals up to her and went to bed. Catherine watched as the boy left the main tent, heading for the trailers. She had been with him for almost five years.

Catherine had known the boy was an unfound, but she was an Earth Bound. She wasn’t suppose to take souls belonging to an unfound. She was going to find a Tenshi to do it…but Angel’s knew that the circus was her area…they never came, she had things handled. Though, she hadn’t ever expected an unfound to walk into the tent one day. Catherine had grown close to the boy over the years. Hell, he had come out of the closet to her.

This morning, when he had fallen from the high wire, she had been worried. She really hadn’t seen him fall since he had first learned how to do it. It was when she was walking up to the boy that she had noticed how pale his skin was. Not his skin…the aura that usually made his skin glow a bright green color. It was pale, but she had hoped that by taking it easy, the aura would brighten again.

It didn’t.

Which was why she had spoken to him a few moments ago. Not only had his aura not brightened back up…it had started flickering. He was going to die, and at the rate his aura was going out, he really wouldn’t have made it through the night. Catherine wasn’t suppose to take unfound Tenshi’s, but she didn’t have a choice. She could have just allowed him to die, but she had never seen a green aura before. Shinigami would take care of him. Shinigami had to take care of him, Trowa was like a little brother to her and she had just made sure that he wouldn’t fully die.

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Trowa wasn’t in pain, and he really didn’t feel like moving…but he had to get up. He had to go to the clinic today. He briefly wondered if his pillow was going to have a small patch of red on it again, but quickly realized that he didn’t have a pillow…or blankets…or even a bed for that matter. He could have sworn he had climbed into his bed last night…but maybe he had fallen asleep on the floor again. It was rare, but he had done it before, so it wouldn’t surprise him if he had done it again.

Forcing himself to stand up, Trowa took a total of five steps in the direction of the door before he realized that he had no idea where he was. This sure as hell wasn’t his trailer, and it wasn’t any of the tents. The floor looked like solid black granite, and the walls were a soft shade of blue...but that was it. The room was empty. As was the hallway next to the room, Trowa discovered, walking further trying to find something familiar. Anything that would let him know where he was.

“Excuse me, can I help you?” Green eyes followed the sound to find a woman looking at him.

“I…can you tell me where I am?” Une forced herself not to show any of the shock she felt. That one question he had asked, answered so many of her unasked ones.

“You’re new, let’s get you to the throne room. Everything will be explained to you there.”

Trowa really didn’t want to go with the woman, but he followed her anyway. What else was he going to do? He could have turned her down, but he didn’t know what she was capable of so he didn’t risk it. He briefly wondered where he was and if his brother was here too, but the woman had knocked on a set of double doors, pulling him from his musings.

“Enter, Une.” Trowa’s first thought when the door opened was that this had to be a mistake or there had to be someone else in the room. The boy sitting on the throne…didn’t look any older than he was, so why was he on the throne? More importantly, why was there a throne in the middle of the room? “Who’s this?” The braided boy seemed to sit up straighter when his interest had been piqued.

“Trowa.” He replied for the woman, since he hadn’t told her his name yet.

“I believe that an Earth Bound must have sent him here.”

“Oh…no one came with him then.” That would make it harder to figure out who exactly had given them a new Tenshi. “Well then Une, you can go back to what you were doing, I’ll take care of him.” The smile that passed over her face almost made Trowa want to go with her. Exactly how would this boy ‘take care of him’?

“So…Trowa, can I ask you what you were doing before you woke up here?” He didn’t know why it mattered, but if the braided boy could help him figure this out, he would answer any questions he could.

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Trowa had turned on his heels and left. It wasn’t that he was running…he just wanted to get away from the boy for a little while. What he had been told didn’t make any sense, but the boy had been so…detailed. Trowa wondered why Duo hadn’t followed him or tried to stop him from leaving, but the boy had shaken his hand and then turned very odd. Speaking softly and slowly and…Trowa shivered…sensually.

He had to admit…the violet eyed boy pulled it off well. He had tried to find a way out of here, but true to what Duo had said, he hadn’t found any doorways that led outside, or windows or…anything. He was stuck, and now that people were starting to pass him, he was getting rather irritated. What the hell were they looking at? Peeking into the room that they had all just left, green eyes widened.

“Come on, Dragon. I’ll be fast.” Trowa watched as the darker haired Asian gave a husky laugh.

“That’s not something you should be bragging about, love.” Then everything went silent. The one that had wanted to kiss obviously had decided not to wait for the other to agree and had taken what he wanted. “Wait, wait, at least close the…” Black eyes had locked on to him and Trowa felt himself start to flush. Since when did he stand in doorways and watch two people make out? Even if it was a rather nice thing to be watching.

“Fine, I’ll close the door, but then I fully expect you to let me suck - hello.” Trowa would have laughed at how absolutely absurd this entire thing was, but he couldn’t…because he now had a set of blue eyes watching him as though he were a very fidgety mouse.

“You’ve already met Duo, I’m Wufei and this is Heero, we‘re-”

“His lovers.” Shinigami…the God of Death. He had explained everything. Including that his two Asian lovers would be very…excited to meet him, their new Tenshi. He would have thought this was ridiculous, but they were looking at him like they had known he was theirs. He didn’t know how, but they knew he belonged with them.

“Did he tell you to come see us?” The brunette Asian let the question trail off, silently hoping that the new Angel would tell them his name.

“Trowa…and no, he didn’t tell me to come see you. I was trying to find a way out.” Both Asian’s slowly nodded in understanding.

The Asian’s simply smiled at the boy as their next group of Tenshi’s came into the room. They hadn’t had time to do anything, but they had met another one of their Angels…which was actually a fairly good use of their free time. Not that having a few moments to themselves would have been a bad use, but soon they would have another person to spend their free time with.

“I’ll take you back to the throne room. Then, if you would tell me the last thing you remember, I’ll see if I can figure out what happened.” Wufei stated as he led the way out of the room. Trowa didn’t know why he bothered following the black haired boy, but he didn’t exactly have any better options at the moment.

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It had been nearly a month since he had come here. Wufei had found Catherine fairly quickly, since there were only two or three circus’s that were as big as Trowa had described. They had explained that she couldn’t come here because she was an Earth Bound, but she had been happy that he had made it alright, since she hadn’t known how to send a Tenshi to Limbo. Trowa had been worried that she would get punished for doing something she wasn’t suppose to, but she had been praised instead, for even finding an unfound and being capable of sending them to Limbo.

Things were…weird here. He didn’t need to eat, and thus he didn’t need to relieve himself. He had been told to sleep in their bed with them…with the promise that they wouldn’t do anything to him, but he just couldn’t bring himself to climb into their bed.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to sleep with them…because he did. It was just…there were three of them. So he had been set up inside one of these spheres that Shinigami had set along the back wall of his throne room. He was slowly finding himself touching the other boys. Not inappropriately, but just soft touches to their hands or faces. He couldn’t explain it, but he just couldn’t stay away from them.

He was sitting on the steps in the middle of the throne room, waiting for Duo to get back from wherever he had gone, when Heero came through the double doors. He didn’t give himself time to think, since the boy had just nodded in acknowledgement, shut the doors behind himself and started toward their bedroom. The words just came out of him before he had time to think them through.

“You want…what?” Heero wasn’t sure he had heard the boy correctly.

“I want to have sex with you.” The blue eyed Asian was rather surprised by the boy’s request. No, it wasn’t exactly a request, it was more like an order. A hesitant order, but an order none the less. Heero quickly thought it through, the boy hadn’t shown any signs of being even remotely sexually interested in any of them, but if he was asking, Heero wouldn’t turn him down.

“Alright.” The Asian conceded as he continued through the throne room toward his new target; the bed.

“Not in the bedroom.” Heero hardly paused in his trek, tilting his head to get the boy to follow him.

The green eyed boy followed slowly, but stopped at the bedroom door. He refused to have sex in their bed without all of them and he wasn’t prepared for all three of them. At least, he didn’t think he was. Which had made him come to the decision that he would need to sleep with each of them, one at a time, before he tried to handle them together. He wasn’t sure that they would be alright with that, but apparently, Heero didn’t have a problem with being alone with him.

The Asian had gathered two sets of clothes from the closet and had continued in to the bathroom, leaving the door open. It was an open invitation. Trowa almost didn’t take it, but he quickly came to a conclusion. The Asian understood…he had left the choice up to Trowa. Heero had also changed his plans to make the tallest boy comfortable.

Trowa entered the bathroom, surprised to find Heero already stripped down and taking his shower as if nothing was going to happen. Pulling his clothes off slowly, Trowa couldn’t help but notice the way that Heero’s hands were slowly trailing over his body, as if he wasn’t even attempting to wash but rather, attempting to make it look like he was enjoying himself in a different way entirely. Green eyes darkened as he stepped into the shower with the other boy and found out exactly how much the Asian had been enjoying lightly touching himself.

No words were spoken as Trowa pressed the boy forward to bend at the waist. The Asian found himself groaning in pleasure as the taller brunette quickly prepared him with, what could have been shampoo, conditioner, body wash, or lube, since all four of the bottles were lined up in the shower. The preparation was over much faster than the blue eyed boy was used to, and he soon felt the boy press inside his body.

It happened too fast for the Asian to find very much pleasure in it. Not that he didn’t find any…it was good, but it was nothing more than a quick fuck to relieve pressure. Trowa had pulled out of him, gotten dressed and was probably out of the throne room already. He had been scared. Heero finally regained his breath, standing up straight and frowning at the discomfort in his backside. He hadn’t realized that the boy had gone so hard on him. Sighing as he finished his shower, Heero found himself softly laughing as he started to dry off. At least the boy had grabbed the lube bottle and not something that would have stung with the stretching. He had been frightened, yes, but he would want to do it again soon, and when that happened, Heero couldn’t wait for his turn to top the boy.

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Duo and Wufei had been jealous, but they were glad that the green eyed boy had finally decided that he couldn’t stay away anymore. They had spent the night talking about the boy in the other room. Shinigami had been rather intrigued that he had taken the Asian so quickly and had left right after. He had figured that the boy didn’t know exactly what to do after the sex part was over with. He would definitely enjoy getting his chance to show the boy exactly what he was missing when he left.

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It wasn’t much later that Trowa found himself seeking more contact. It wasn’t like he did it on purpose, but he had to be around them all the time. He would find himself seeking them out, even when he realized he was doing it, he couldn’t stop. The touches were still as hesitant but now they weren’t so innocent. He had actually placed a hand over Heero’s backside one day, and hadn’t realized it until the Asian had said he had things to do, so Trowa needed to decide if he was actually going to do something or if he would let him go.

Today was no different. He didn’t really realize he was looking for one of them until he came to the training room. He knew that Wufei would be alone, since the next training session wasn’t scheduled until the next day. He once again tried to do nothing more than walk away, but he had already slipped into the room and closed the door behind himself.

The boy he was looking for hardly glanced at him from where he had been kneeling on the floor. Wufei had known it was Trowa the moment the green eyed boy entered the room. He could feel his aura. He knew that he should have said something, but he wanted the taller boy to start. Wufei could tell by the ripple running along the green aura that the boy wanted him. The hardest part was going to be waiting for Trowa to act on his needs.

Wufei almost gasped when he felt a hand thread through his hair and turn his head to face a bare cock. The Asian didn’t hesitate to open his mouth for the other boy. He wasn’t nearly as good at this as Heero was, but if this was how Trowa wanted him, then he wouldn’t fight it. The boy set a brutal pace, not giving the Asian any time to adjust. The green eyed boy was thrusting so quickly passed his lips that Wufei had to force himself not to gag.

Trowa definitely knew what he wanted and he didn’t have any problem taking it from the Asian. It took only a matter of moments for Trowa to cum down the Asian’s throat, but it felt like forever to Wufei. He swallowed what he could, glad that the boy was done, but he felt…cheated. Trowa had just used him and left.

Oddly enough, Wufei understood. Trowa didn’t want to want the three of them, but he didn’t have a choice in it. His body was telling him that he needed the three Tenshi’s, but his head was telling him that he should stay away from them. Wufei coughed as he finally stood. Looking down at his hardened cock, Wufei felt himself give a small smirk. Heero was suppose to come help with the clean up from today’s training in a few minutes. The Asian felt his smirk grow into a full smile. He knew exactly how to get the blue eyed Tenshi to help him soften again, and both of them would thoroughly enjoy it.
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