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The Desolo// The Abandoned	By : Kimera Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1154 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: sorry it took so long to get this out. I�m a little overwhelmed by real life at the moment.

Chapter 11:

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Dorothy stepped into Une�s office. It was fairly large, though packed full of people as it was, there was little extra room. An extra table in front of the Preventer Chief�s utilitarian desk was surrounded by chairs occupied by war veterans who seemed to be in varying stages of grief.

Dorothy took in the various expressions with interest. Une, Trowa and Sally had wonderful poker faces. Wufei looked outraged, while Quatre looked sad. Noin and Heero had murderous expressions on their faces ZechZechs just looked lost but resigned. She could tell that he had accepted his role as a Master, though that didn�t necessarily mean he was happy about it yet. "Master Millardo, congratulations on your acquirement of one of the Owned," she smiled warmly, feeling fierce gazes turning on her. Relena even had a questioning look on her face and Dorothy found herself immensely pleased. Relena had gotten hard to surprise of late.

Zechs glared coldly at her. "That Owned is Duo, Dorothy," he glowered.

She gazed at him clinically for a moment before saying anything. "You know, all you�re doing by fighting it is making both you and him miserable," she pointed out calmly.

"He thinks he loves me, Dorothy! What am I supposed to do?"

Pale blue eyes hardened. "First of all, Master Milliardo, he does not think he loves you, he does. And to that end he will do anything and everything in his power to make you happy. Secondly, don�t degrade his love just because it wasn�t his choice. That he has to does not make it any less real and to treat it as less than the love that anyone else gives you is reducing him to less and thereby abasing him. Thirdly, don�t be the victim in this. I understand far better than you�d like to think the shock of suddenly being a Master of one of the Owned. I�ve come to accept it as the gift it is, and until you do just that, you�re both going to be unbearably miserable. Duo reflects your emotions, Milliardo. If you�re unhappy, so will he be.

"I understand that you think that most of your problem with this is the fact that it�s not just an Owned, it�s Duo. I�ll concede that that�s most of your problem. But if that�s the problem then stop thinking about him like that and think of him as being one of the Owned, not Duo. You�re not going to hurt him any by doing that, especially if it makes it just a little easier to deal with the adjustment. Finally, you�re under the, most likely mistaken impression that he would change this if he had a choice. To be frank, I doubt it. I�ve had many discussions with other Masters while I was figuring out what I was supposed to do with Cain, and none of the Owned have ever once even hinted that they�d rather be anywhere other than where they are. I would be very much surprised if this were any less true for Duo," she concluded, crossing her arms loosely and letting all she�d said sink in.

Zechs was glaring at her icily. "He can�t say no."

Dorothy crossed her arms loosely over her chest, a calculating look on her face. After a tense moment, a completely indifferent expression passed over her face and the silence was broken unexpectedly. "Cain," she stated clearly, but not particularly loudly. An instant later the door opened and both of the Owned entered, Duo looking more relaxed than he had earlier.

Cain was easily over six feet tall and carried himself with the same feline grace that Duo possessed, though it almost seemed almost out of place for someone as large as he was to move such tranquil ease. It wasn�t as surprising to watch the similar effortless grace of Duo, for he�d always possessed that. Both of the Owned made a stunning, almost ethereal picture, especially when one noticed the just off enough eyes that couldn�t be natural and the finely pointed ears. They looked like Elves of legend.

Almost golden eyes softened as the alighted on Dorothy. "Yes?" Cain asked, tilting his head playfully and letting his hair fall into his face.

Without so much as a flinch, Dorothy looked coolly into the Owned�s eyes. "I Disown you."

It was almost a delayed reaction. Cain�s playful expression melted into one of paralyzed terror. Duo reacted instantly, rubbing his hands up and down the other Owned�s arms and trying to calm him.

"Brother, it�s okay. She doesn�t mean it� you know she doesn�t mean it," his voice was pitched low, almost inaudible to the humans in the room. "She�s just joking."

Cain suddenly snapped back to life, shock enflamed to anger though the fear was still prevalent in his eyes. "I know that!" he snapped, pushing the First away from him and walking over to Dorothy. He grabbed his Mistress roughly by the shoulders and shook her sharply, almost violently. "Don�t joke around like that!" The Third�s voice was somewhere between furious and terrified. "Don�t you ever joke around like that!" he repeated with another violent shake.

Dorothy�s face melted into an expression of love and she reached out and caressed Cain�s face. "I�m sorry. I was joking," she assured gently. "I just had to make a point. I still love you," she promised, and allowed herself to be pulled to against him continuing to whisper reassurances and her love. Cain shrugged off his trench coat and enfolded Dorothy in his wings, effectively shielding them both from sight.

Duo was nearly shaking in anger, his tail lashed back and forth violently and his eyes were glowing red as he turned on the room�s stunned occupants. "What the fuck did you think you were doing!?" he yelled and it was accompanied a tone that was almost a roar. Black wings were fanned out behind him and fangs were bared in fury. "I don�t care whether or not you like it! As a matter of fact you�re not required to like it! That doesn�t give you an excuse to torture us that way!"

"Torture!?" Wufei protested only to be on the receiving end of enraged crimson eyes.

"Yes, torture! There is nothing we fear more than being Disowned! Nothing!"

Quatre decided to try to pacify his friend. "Duo, please calm down�"

The First turned on him. "Don�t try to calm me! This is unacceptable behavior from any of you! We are Owned! We are the Desolo! We love our Masters above all, but we are not toys!!" He slammed his fist into the table and the sound of metal twisting was heard an instant before the structure collapsed under his strength.

Tense silence reigned for a few minutes before it was broken by Une�s intercom. "Lady? Is everything okay in there?" Sarah�s voice pierced the air.

Une reached over and hit her speaker button. "Everything�s fine, Sarah," she stated, firmly under control.

A slight hesitation then, "If you need anything, Lady."

"I�ll let you know, Sarah."

Cain lowered his wings and looked at the First with compassion. "It�s all right, Desolo," he stated softly. "There�s no need to make the whole office come running." He smiled a sad smile.

There was a deep rumbling growl in Duo�s chest as he turned to face the Third, only to be grabbed by Heero. The Japanese man rested his head against the nape of the Owned�s neck. "Please� stop�" he whispered.

"Let go of me, Heero," the braided Owned growled warningly.

"But�"

"Let, go." His voice was cold and he sharply shrugged Heero off when he failed to respond instantly. He turned, possibly to start yelling again when he was stopped cold.

"Duo," Zechs called softly, gently as if trying to calm a wild animal. When the First made to protest, he was interrupted again. "Calm down."

Duo�s eyes immediately returned to their normal color, though he looked like he was going to argue for a moment. Instead, he let out a long sigh, scoffed and slipped silently from the room. Zechs suddenly wanted to sit down very badly and noticed belatedly that there was a chair open, presumably for himself. "Dorothy, you�d know better than anyone else here: is there really no way to undo this?" there was an exhausted edge to his voice that didn�t go unnoticed, but no one felt the need to comment on.

Cain lowered his wings more so that his Mistress could see and be seen. "I�m sure Collins told you, and Duo, and Relena all told you what I am going to tell you: there is no reversing the Impression. Please don�t ask me again," she sighed herself. Dorothy�s pale blue eyes turned then to Heero. "I really am sorry for your loss, Heero, but there�s no room in his heart for anyone but his Master anymore. Mourn the loss of your love and move on."
Heero�s fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles had turned white. "How can you expect me to do that?" his voice trembled with some barely suppressed emotion that seemed like rage though was probably closer to anguish. "How can you expect me to sit by day after day and watch him turn to Zechs in all matters?" Prussian eyes were gleaming with tears. "How can you expect me to just let go of him when he�s so close?"

Relena set a gentle hand on his shoulder as Dorothy took pity on the grieving pilot. "I know that you still love him, so I�m going to ask you to look at this in a different light. What do you want most? Do you just want him back or do you want him to be happy?"

"I want him to be happy." There was certainty in his voice.

"Even if it�s not with you?"

A slight hesitation, then Heero bowed his head, closed his eyes, gave a small sniffle, then looked up again. "Even if it�s not with me." His voice was shaky but his sincerity unwavering. Relena leaned over, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and gently caressing his hair like a mother would her child.

"Then grieve for your lost love, hold fast to your friendship, and help my brother accept his role because only then will Duo truly be happy," she whispered for his ears alone. Several silent tears made their way down the Japanese pilot�s face.

Quietly, everyone filed out, leaving the Heero to mourn in private to Relena.

In the hall, Une went to Sarah and mentioned getting someone into her office later to remove the broken table. Sally, Wufei, Quatre and Trowa looked uncertain about leaving Zechs, Noin and Duo alone, but were silently hurried off. Dorothy and Cain were still holding hands when they came out, with one of the Owned�s wings over her shoulder and his coat in her arms. She no longer cared what the press thought. Let them have their field day.

Zechs handed the trench coat to Duo, Noin following closely behind him. "That was quite a show of power."

"Of brute strength, you mean," he replied sullenly as he took the coat from his Master.

The blond man couldn�t argue it, so he didn�t try. He slipped an arm around Noin�s waist. "Let�s go home," he sighed.

Duo gazed longingly at the arm around Noin�s waist from the corner of his eye.

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TSUZUKU�.

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