Eternal Flame

Disclaimer: I don\'t own the G Boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier ne? :) I do however own Shane, Paul, Colin, Mickey, Benny, Toby, Fayah and any other unfamiliar characters that crop up. I also own the plot if you can call it that.

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: Sap, angst, OC, Lemon, Lime, abuse, violence, language.

Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xS, OC x OC and maybe some more... check each part to be sure ;)

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Status: Work in progress.

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Author: ShenLong

Authors notes: *sigh* Well here I am again caving into pressure. I know it has taken a while to get to this and for that I apologize but I could not come up with a plot I deemed worthy enough.... until now. This is yet another sequel... this time to United Hearts. I did promise I would write the wedding for you all and I intend to do that. For those that haven\'t read United or Lost Souls I recommend that you do, otherwise this sequel will not make much sense. All of your fite ite characters are back and up to as much mischief as possible.
This is set fourteen months after the end of United and all the children are older now. The Gundam Pilots are all 20yrs, Shane and Fayah are 16, Paul is 15, Colin is 14, Mickey is 12, Benny is 10 1/2 and not forgetting that little rascal Toby who is 10.
Thank you to all those who supported me through the writing of United, I hope you enjoy this just as much.


\"Eternal Flame\"

Started April 2003 ShenLong.

Chapter 13

John Harley stuck his head through to the workshop. \"Leith! \'Phone call for you.\"

Leith downed the spanner and wiped his hands on his overalls, quickly he headed into the office. His boss nodded to the vid phone. \"Thanks boss.\" Leith stepped inside and sat down in front of the vid \'phone. \"Leith Martins here.\" He didn\'t recognize the face on the screen.

\"Leith, I\'m David King, your father\'s supervisor at Past and Present Technologies.\"

\"Pleased to meet you.\" Leith nodded.

\"I\'m calling to see if everything is okay with your father.\"

\"Huh?\" Leith\'s eyes widened.

\"Your father Leith. Is he okay? He\'s not ill or something is he? He hasn\'t shown up for work today so I was checking to see if everything was all right. The receptionist said you called earlier to talk to him but he wasn\'t in his office. He hasn\'t clocked in yet so I was getting a little concerned myself so I thought I would call you to see if maybe he\'d had an accident on his way to work or if there was something wrong.\"

Leith\'s eyes narrowed and his skin paled. \"He\'s not at work?\"

\"No he isn\'t. Leith, are you okay? You don\'t look too good.\"

Leith took a deep breath. \"I haven\'t seen my father since Friday morning Mr. King. He was leaving for work about the same time I was, he said he was most likely going to be working back. He didn\'t come home that night and when I got in from a job on Saturday he still hadn\'t come home. He wasn\'t home yesterday or this morning and he hasn\'t answered my calls to his satellite phone either. I called the company to see if he was in or maybe working on some project that required him to stay there.\"

David King rubbed his chin. \"Excuse me for a moment please Leith.\"

Leith watched as King disappeared from view, he could hear the sounds of a door opening and low conversation before King once again sat in front of the vid phone. His face looked worried.

\"What is it?\" Leith asked.

\"The security guard just brought me your father\'s briefcase. He found it in the parking lot, sticking out from underneath your father\'s car.\"

Leith felt as if he had been hit by a truck. \"What?\" he whispered.

\"I\'m afraid this is getting more mysterious by the moment Leith.\" David King\'s frown deepened.

\"I\'ve had enough of this, I\'m calling the police.\" Leith\'s voice was quiet but determined.

\"I quite agree. Something isn\'t right.\"

\"I\'ll make the call and go down to the police station, no doubt they will want to talk to you given the information you have. Will that be okay?\"

\"By all means Leith, send them around. \"I\'ll be more than happy to help out if it means we can find your father.\"

\"Thank you. I\'ll call you and let you know what\'s going on as soon as I know myself.\"

\"I\'ll give you my direct number Leith.\" King proceeded to give Leith the information he would need before disconnecting the call.

Leith sat back in the chair, automatically his head fell to his hands and he desperately tried to hold back the sob that wanted to break free. A hand descended on his shoulder. \"What\'s wrong Leith?\"

Leith raised his eyes to see his boss standing over him. \"That was my dad\'s supervisor. My father hasn\'t shown up for work today. They don\'t know where he is either.\"

John Harley sighed. \"I\'m sorry to hear that Leith.\"

\"That\'s not all. The security guard found his briefcase under his car which is still parked in the parking lot.\"

\"I think you should notify the police Leith. As much as I hate to say it this doesn\'t sound too good.\"

Leith nodded. \"That\'s what I had planned to do.\"

\"Come on son, I\'ll run you down to the station now.\"

Leith gave his boss a watery smile of gratitude. \"Thanks. I don\'t think I could drive myself.\"

Harley stuck his head out once more into the workshop and told Fred where he was going. Picking up his keys he ushered a numb Leith outside to his car.

~ * ~

\"....The man was a person called Shand. I believe he was an employee of yours....\"

Quatre\'s eyes widened and he swallowed hard, looking at Trowa he forced his brain to comprehend what the sergeant was saying.

\"Mr. Winner? Mr. Winner? Are you still there?\"

Quatre found his vocal skills, even if his voice was a little strained. \"I\'m sorry sergeant Collins, you caught me off guard for a moment. Shand. Yes he\'s an employee of WEI, he works in the research labs.\"

\"I hate to disturb you like this Mr. Winner as I know you\'re a busy man but we need to trace his family. We have been to his residence but cannot find anything there to give us any clue as to next of kin. I wonder if you could be so kind as to look into his personal file and give us any information you may have.\"

\"Of course Sergeant, I\'ll get on to it right away.\" Quatre returned. Trowa sat in silence, his mind ticking over.

\"Sergeant Collins, this is Trowa Barton here, I\'m Mr. Winner\'s personal assistant, do you mind if I ask you the circumstances of Shand\'s unfortunate passing?\"

\"I\'m afraid I cannot release those details at the moment Mr. Barton, the investigation is still underway. I need to locate a next of kin first, but please rest assured we will be needing to speak with both you and Mr. Winner as well as other employees that knew the deceased as the investigation progresses.\"

\"I take it then that the circumstances of the death are suspicious?\" Trowa replied.

\"Yes Mr. Barton, they are, but that\'s all I can say for the moment.\"

\"I understand Sergeant. Just let us know when you wish to speak with us and we will do all we can to help you.\" Trowa reclined in his seat and let Quatre resume the conversation.

\"I will call you back shortly Sergeant Collins with Shand\'s personal file and details.\"

\"Thank you Mr. Winner. I\'ll give you my direct line.\"

Quatre wrote the number down before disconnecting the call and looking at his lover he frowned. \"Well that was unexpected.\"

\"Hmmm... Something isn\'t right here Quatre.\"

\"I wonder what happened?\"

\"Look I\'ll locate Shand\'s file and bring it to you.\"

\"Thanks Trowa.\"

\"No problem.\" Trowa stood and exited the room, his mind was still turning, trying to fit together pieces of a puzzle; but that would only work if you had all the pieces.

~ * ~

Bob Martins looked up from the keyboard and stretched. He\'d been working away for what seemed like honow,now, processing and programing the data he\'d been given. Writing up the programs and setting them up was straining on the mind and he was tired. He glanced around and noted that the person supervising him was preoccupied for the moment. With a sly smirk he attacked the keyboard with renewed vigor. Somehow he had to let Leith or someone know where he was and what was happening.

His fingers literally flew over the keyboard as he typed a quick message. Hacking his way through the security measures the sweat began to form on his brow. \"Too slow.\" his mind was telling him as he willed his fingers to move quicker, his brain to function past the red haze that was engulfing it. He managed to by pass several security measures and with an inner smile he sent the message on its way.

All he could do now was hope and pray.

Shame he had always been an atheist.

~ * ~

Leith finished filling out the forms at the police station and suffered through an agonizing interview with one of the officers. He knew the officer was only doing his job and the more information that Leith could give him, the better the chances of finding his father. It still didn\'t make it any easier though to sit and speak when he itched to be out there looking for his father.

Finally the officer was finished, he had a list of Bob Martins acquaintances, coworkers, usual movements and any other piece of information Leith could remember. \"We will head over to \'Past and Present technologies\' and speak with your father\'s superiors and the security officer.\" The officer smiled and placed a comforting hand on Leith\'s shoulder. \"We will do all we can to locate your father. I have your work and home numbers, we will contact you as soon as we have any information.\"

\"Thank you Officer Newton.\" Leith stood and exited the small interview room, John looked up as he approached. Leith gave him a small smile.

\"I\'ll drive you back to work to pick up your car Leith. Take the rest of the day off if you like.\"

\"Thanks boss but I\'d rather stay. I need to keep my mind busy.\"

\"Okay Leith, but take it easy okay.\"

Leith nodded.

The rest of the day passed slowly for Leith. His minnderndered continuously so it was just as well that he was only working on minor jobs, ones he could do with his eyes closed. Knock off time came and there was still no word from the police so Leith called them before he left. Unfortunately they couldn\'t be of much help. Officer Newton was still out in the field following up on a couple of leads and until he reported in there wasn\'t anything they could tell Leith.

Leith parked his car and got out. He wondered when he would be able to pick up his fathers car. No doubt Officer Newton would tell him when he finally managed to contact him. Leith entered the silent apartment and more from force of habit than anything else he went to his dad\'s room and checked, just on the off chance. Everything was still untouched. With a sigh and empty feeling in his chest he went through to his own room and grabbed some fresh clothes. A shower was priority followed by a phone call to Paul to let him know the latest developments.

Fifteen minutes later Leith was sitting by the vid phone, towel draped over his shoulders to stop his wet hair from soaking his back. He punched in the numbers to the Yuy - Maxwell residence and waited.

\"Hello there you have reached Hot Chat, the sex chat line with a difference. To speak with your Heero fantasy please press 1 now, to speak with the Shane fantasy please press 2 now, to speak with the Fayah fantasy don\'t bother pressing any numbers, she\'s off limits, to speak with the god of sex please hold.....\"

Leith couldn\'t help the grin that split his face. Really Duo was just too much. \"Hello Duo, it\'s Leith here, I guess you don\'t have a number for the Paul fantasy do you?\"

\"Hey Leith, how yer doin?\"

\"I\'m okay Duo.\"

\"I\'ll just go grab that Paul number for yer.\"

\"Thanks Duo.\"

Moments later Paul\'s voice came down the line and the visual followed almost immediately. \"Hi Leith, how are yer? Any word on yer dad yet?\"

Leith shook his head. \"Still nothing on his whereabouts but there has been some new information come to light.\"

\"Oh?\"

Leith proceeded to tell Paul all about the call from his fathers supervisor and subsequent trip to the police station. \"I guess all I can do now is wait.\"

Paul tried to give his boyfriend a reassuring smile. \"I wish there was more I could do ta help yer Leith.\"

\"I appreciate that Paul but there isn\'t anything anyone can do but wait and see what the police turn up.\" Leith took a deep breath and tried to fight the well of tears. \"That\'s the part that\'s hard... the waiting.\"

\"I know.\"

\"Can I come over Paul?\"

\"I wish yer could Leith but we\'re going out. We hafta go ta Trowa and Quatre\'s place fer dinner. This friend of Duo\'s is heading back out ta space in a coupla days so we\'s all havin dinner wiv him before he heads out.\" Paul replied, the sadness in his voice evident.

\"That\'s okay Paul, I understand. I\'d appreciate it though if you wouldn\'t mind mentioning this to Heero and Duo if you get a chance, maybe they can suggest something that the police haven\'t thought about.\"

\"I\'ll do that Leith as soon as I gets the chance. I\'ll let Shane know too, he may be able ta come up wiv somethin.\"

\"Thanks Paul.\" Leith sighed. \"Can I see you tomorrow?\"

\"Sure. I gets in from school about 4 so come over whenever yer want.\"

\"I\'ll be there at half past. I really need to see you Paul.\"

\"I want ta see yer too Leith.\" Paul ached to hold his boyfriend and soothe away his worries but it would have to wait.

\"I\'ll see you tomorrow then.\"

\"Yer can count on it.\"

Leith smiled and blew a kiss over the vid phone, Paul\'s fingers reached out and caressed the outline of Leith\'s face on the screen before he blew a kiss back.

\"Bye Paul.\"

\"Bye Leith.\" Paul disconnected the call, his mind deep in thought. He wandered back to his bedroom, running what Leith had told him through his head. Sorting through the information he made his mind up and went to find Shane and fill him in on the latest developments, hopefully between Shane, Fayah, Heero, Duo and himself they would be able to come up with something to help Leith find his father.

~ * ~

Quatre rubbed his temples as Trowa drove them home. The day had been a long and tiring one and Quatre was looking forward to a nice relaxing bath before their dinner guests arrived. This business with Shand also played on his mind.

Trowa had returned with the file as promised and the information had been passed on to Sergeant Collins. Whether there would be anything of any use in there to the police Quatre didn\'t know but he had secured the promise of the Sergeant that he would be informed immediately anything came to light.

Trowa cast the occasional glance at his lover as he drove, the lines of worry that were etched into that sweet face concerned him and he knew just what would relax his partner. He pulled the car to a stop outside the mansions front door and turned off the engine. \"We\'re home Quatre.\"

Quatre looked up at the quiet voice. \"Sorry Trowa, I was miles away.\"

\"Thinking about Shand?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"Come on, I think you need to relax a bit before our guests get here and I know the perfect way for you to do that.\"

\"Oh, you do?\" The blonde\'s lips quirked.

\"Yes I do.\" Emerald twinkled as Trowa exited the car, Quatre following.

Kent met them at the door and took Quatre\'s briefcase from him while Trowa hung up their coats. \"The children are in the games room sir.\"

\"Thank you Kent. Mr. Winner and I are going to take a shower in preparation for our dinner guests, I\'ll send Benny and Toby for one too. Would you mind keeping an eye on them please?\" Trowa waited for the answer.

\"Of course Mr. Barton.\"

\"Thank you.\" Trowa turned to Quatre. \"You go on ahead, I\'ll go get the terrible twosome organized and meet you in a few minutes.\" Trowa placed a gentle kiss to Quatre\'s lips.

\"Don\'t be long.\" Quatre replied as he returned the kiss with a fevered one of his own.

Trowa smiled and went in search of the two imps.

With Benny and Toby safely in the tub together and Kent keeping watch Trowa headed to his and Quatre\'s suite and the call of the shower. Closing the door softly he walked across the deep piled carpet, shedding his clothing as he went. He frowned when he failed to hear the sound of the shower running and wondered if Quatre was in there already. He stepped into the bathroom and paused. Quatre was lying in the bath, steam floating around him, eyes shut as he savored the feeling of warmth. Trowa could smell the scent of cinnamon and vanilla, Quatre\'s favorite bath oil. Stepping out of his briefs he slid into the bath behind his lover and pulled him back against his chest.

Quatre sighed as Trowa\'s strong arms encircled his waist and gentle kisses played over the skin of his neck. He leant back against the muscular chest and allowed Trowa to do what he wished.

Trowa feathered kisses over the creamy skin as the warmth of the water seeped into his body, his fingers gently ran along Quatre\'s sides and he smiled as he felt the shudder pass through his lover\'s body.

Quatre closed his eyes and let his sense of feel take over, Trowa\'s worshiping of his body causing the fatigue of the day to leave him and be replaced with desire. He moaned quietly as those teasing fingers ghosted over his abdomen, the muscles quivering at the touch.

Trowa began to suckle lightly at Quatre\'s neck as his fingers danced their way lower. Finally they touched the wiry hair that led to Quatre\'s now erect cock. Slipping through the hair, those fingers paused for a moment, caressing and tugging gently at it before those digits located the stiff column and wrapped around it, pumping slowly.

Quatre shifted a little as Trowa toos has hard shaft and began to stroke. He relaxed and let the pleasure run through him, washing away the tension, soothing the mind and awakening the need.

Trowa continued to play, alternating between stroking and running his fingers over the head of Quatre\'s cock and investigating the heavy sac below. He delighted in the quiet moans coming forth from that sweet mouth and began to push his own hips lightly against that pert rear that was almost in his lap... almost but notte..te....

Yet.

Feeling Trowa\'s need pushing against the small of his back Quatre tried to wriggle his way into that beckoning lap.... and failed. He gave a soft growl.

Trowa chuckled and let his fingers explore a little lower, running over the sensitive patch of skin behind Quatre\'s balls and circling the tight entrance to his lover\'s body.

Quatre tried again to draw Trowa to his hole. He wanted to be filled, craved it, needed it to drive away the day\'s ghosts, make him forget. \"Please Trowa...\"

Trowa snickered and reached for the soap. He lathered up his hands and then took the bar of soap underwater in his hand. He spread Quatre\'s cheeks and began to rub the soap along the crevice. \"You want me?\"

\"Mmmmm Trowa.... I need you.\"

A soaped finger gently eased its way into the tight passage, moving just a little as it encouraged the muscle to relax. A second soon followed and it wasn\'t long before the third dipped in as well.

Quatre tried to push back against those fingers, loving every minute of Trowa\'s ministrations but craving more. \"Ohh Allah...\"

Deciding his little lover was more than ready for him Trowa removed his fingers and quickly soaped up his cock. Lifting Quatre he positioned him over his lap and let gravity take over.

Quatre felt the nudge of the blunt head against his anus and relaxed as the tip slid past the tight ring and inside his welcoming body. He moaned as the heat of Trowa burned through him as he was slowly impaled.

Trowa bit his lip as Quatre\'s body swallowed him inch by inch. The friction of the sensitive head against the smooth velvet walls that encompassed him driving him mad. Once he was fully sheathed he paused until Quatre began to clench his muscles in indication of his readiness to proceed.

Slowly he began to withdraw, lifting Quatre\'s hips a little as he did so and then releasing the blonde to fall back upon his hardened length once more. The pace began slow but soon increased as both men gave into their primal urges. The bath water sloshed around their frenzied coupling, hips moved in synch as one rode and the other was ridden.

Quatre\'s eyes were squeezed shut as he concentrated on the feeling of being filled. Trowa\'s thick cock stroked and teased his inner walls with expertise born of love and devotion. Knowing exactly how his body reacted and exploiting his weaknesses.

Trowa pounded into his smaller partner, it never ceased to amaze him how Quatre\'s body would welcome him home, fitting together perfectly as if they had been designed specifically for each other. He shifted his hips slightly which changed the angle of his penetration and brushed against Quatre\'s sweet spot sending the blonde into a stream of moans and wails for more.

\"Ohhh Allah... yes!\" Quatre cried out as blinding light flashed inside his head. His body tightened in response to the stimulation, stepping up another rung on the ladder to completion.

Trowa nibbled along Quatre\'s shoulder as he thrust deeper into the warmth. His hand dived between Quatre\'s legs and located the Arab\'s throbbing cock. He tightened his fingers around the steely soft length and began to pump.

It was all Quatre could do to hold the scream as Trowa\'s hand pumped him, the sensitive head connecting with knowing fingers as he was sent spiraling into oblivion. He shuddered as his orgasm found him, tearing through his body and filling the water with creamy seed.

Trowa bit down hard on the milky shoulder as the velvet walls grabbed him and squeezed. It was all he could do to keep thrusting, the tightened passage giving his sensitive organ even more exquisite pleasure. A couple of thrusts later and he tipped over the edge, the force of his completion nearly causing him to black out.

Quatre moaned again as he enjoyed the ripples of his climax. When Trowa\'s heated seed exploded against his prostate he trembled. The warmth of Trowa\'s semen against the sensitive gland sent him into another wave of ecstasy.

They slumped together in the bath as they recovered their breathing and heart rates. Finally managing to get his limbs working Trowa gently eased himself from Quatre\'s passage and turned the blonde around to kiss him deeply. \"Feel better now my love?\"

Quatre snuggled against the warm chest and allowed his lips to be plundered. \"Mmmm... Much better.\"

\"I think we had better get cleaned up.\"

\"Don\'t want to.\" came the response.

Trowa chuckled. \"What about dinner?\"

\"Don\'t care.\"

\"We have guests coming.\"

Quatre snickered. \"Aren\'t they lucky then, I\'ve already come.\"

Trowa laughed and tickled the blonde. \"I don\'t believe you just said that.\"

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