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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 18
- 19
- 20
Disclaimer: I don't own the G'boys, They belong to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow them from time to time to play with and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Sap, angst, bondage, slavery, Yaoi, Lemon, lime, het, violence, dark, fluff, AU, OOC.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 1xR, 2xR
Betaed by Karina *snugs*
Summary: Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.
Author's Note: This fic was started back in 2004 and has languished on my hard drive ever since, only sporadically being added to when I have the time (and the muse the inclination) . Updates will be far between, but rest assured, it will be finished. Feed back is most welcome as are honest critiques. Flames will be dealt with as I deal with all flames – with sarcasm.
Commenced July 2004 – first published January 2008 GW Diaries site

"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 18
Duo spent a restless night despite his exhaustion from the hectic day. He tossed and turned long into the early hours of the morning, unable to settle in the unfamiliar surroundings and knowing his master was sleeping in the adjoining room with his new wife. “You're getting soft, Duo,” he muttered to himself as he watched the first rays of dawn breaking across the horizon. “You're far to used to spending the nights with your master or having Quatre in the same room that you're becoming dependent on them,” he chastised. There had been a time when Duo couldn't have cared where he slept, just being able to have a few hours of complete blankness to forget his pain and miserable life had been a blessing.
The sounds of his master consummating his marriage had drifted through the walls to torment him for a while. Even putting the pillow over his head had failed to stop all the sounds and he'd had to suffer through the muffled moans and gasps coming from the princess. He hadn't heard his master though and that was unusual. When the prince had made use of his body, he'd always made some sounds. Deciding he'd worry about that later, he shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind and climbed out of the bed. Fetching his clothes, he dressed, wondering if he should got to the kitchens to fetch his master's breakfast or if he should go to his master's new chambers.
He sat on the bed and contemplated his dilemma.
A few moments later he could hear the sounds of movement from the chambers next to him and that told him his master was probably up and about, and as such, he should get off his lazy ass and attend to his master. Getting up, Duo smoothed down the front of his tunic and approached the connecting door. He hesitated for a moment, removed his hand from the handle and knocked instead. Waiting for a moment, he heard the voice of his master telling him to enter and so he turned the door handle and stepped into the room. With his head bowed, Duo walked across the room to the side of the bed his master was still reclining in and dropped to his knees.
“Good morning, Duo,” Heero greeted his slave.
“Good morning, master,” Duo replied. There came an undignified squeak from the other side of the bed and from his position, Duo could just make out the bed clothes being pulled up.
“What is he doing in here?!”
The words were hissed out and Duo couldn't help but flinch at the venom in the tone.
“He is here to attend me,” Heero stated firmly. “Duo is my personal slave and as such it is his responsibility to take care of me and my needs. You already know this.”
“But, in our bed chamber?! Get rid of him, Heero. We don't need him in here.” Relena demanded.
“No, I will not. He is here to assist me and I will not send him away,” Heero stated flatly.
“I don't see why you need to have him in our bed chamber, it's not the place for a male slave. We have Dorothy to look after us in that capacity, I certainly don't need him!”
Duo cringed and felt his heart drop.
“I will not have that woman attending to me. I have Duo for that and he will continue to do so.” Heero tossed the bed covers back and slipped his legs to the edge of the mattress, his back turned to Relena and indicating he was finished with the conversation. “Duo, fetch me my robe.”
“Yes, master,” Duo whispered and quickly got to his feet to fetch the robe from the chair it was lying across. Returning to the bed, he held the robe out, Heero rising to his feet and slipping his arms into it before tying off the sash around his waist. All the time Duo kept his eyes and head lowered. The last thing he really wanted to see was the princess, especially if she was as naked as his master currently was. He gave a soft shudder at that thought.
“Thank you, Duo.” Heero turned back to the bed and his bride. “I will take my bath and return shortly before breakfast. Duo, come with me.” Heero turned on his heel and strode towards another door, opening it and following the corridor along to the royal bathing chamber. Duo didn’t wait around, he quickly scurried after his master, glad to be away from the princess' sharp tongue.
Arriving at the bathing chamber, Duo quickly sealed the drain and turned the water on. He busied himself fetching the various jars and soap that belonged to his master and set them on the side of the tub. Several cloths followed, being placed on a nearby chair. Checking the depth and warmth of the water, Duo deemed it ready for his master and shut the valve off. Turning, he dropped to his knees and lowered his head. “Your bath is ready, master.”
“Thank you, Duo. Please, join me and wash me.” Heero let the robe slip from his form and stepped into the water. Duo quickly grabbed the robe and placed it on the chair before stripping and joining his master in the tub.
Settling into the water, Heero relaxed and let his head rest against the side, his eyes slipped shut as he savored the warmth. He felt the disturbance of the water as Duo joined him and he gave a soft sigh when the slave's hands began to wash his body.
Picking up the soap and washing his master, Duo's mind began to wander back over the words of the princess. He couldn't help the small knot of fear from manifesting yet again and he wondered just how long he would have serving his master before the princess got her way and had Dorothy take over from him. A hand on his shoulder stilled his movements and he raised his head slightly to look at his master through his bangs. “Master?”
“Do not worry about the princess, Duo. You will still attend to me despite what protests she may have. I do not intend to give you up, not now, not ever.” Clasping Duo around the back of the neck, Heero drew the slave to him and pressed a firm kiss to his lips. “You are my personal slave, mine,” Heero stated firmly and kissed Duo once more.
“Thank you, master,” Duo whispered when the kiss broke. Whilst his master's words did give him some comfort, he still held some doubt in his heart. From what he knew of the female species, they could be very persuasive and devious in getting what they wanted.
Having finished bathing his master, Duo rose from the tub to fetch a drying cloth and wrap it around the prince, drying his master off quickly.
Slipping back into the robe, Heero turned to his slave once more. “Dry and dress yourself, clean up the bathing chamber and meet me back in my chambers to assist me to dress.”
“Yes, master.” Duo chewed on his bottom lip for a moment. “Permission to speak, master?”
“What is it, Duo?”
“Umm, will you be taking breakfast in your room and if so shall I fetch a tray for the princess as well?”
“No, Duo. I will take breakfast with my parents. I have a few things I wish to discuss with them. The princess may or may not join us, that is up to her, but if she decides to remain in our chambers I'm sure that Dorothy can fetch her a tray. I wish for you to accompany me.”
“Yes, master,” Duo said with a touch of relief.
Once Heero had departed, Duo dried and dressed, picking up the jars and placing them back on the shelf he tossed the cloths into the basket and double checked that all was clean and tidy. With a satisfied nod to himself, he left to go and dress his master.
*
“Why can't you have breakfast here with me?”
“I need to speak with my parents so it is only logical to take breakfast with them, “ Heero replied in a weary tone.
Duo remained silent as he did the lacings up to Heero's shirt. The argument had been going on ever since he'd returned to the bed chamber to dress his master.
“I thought you would want to spend some time with me, after all, it is our first day of married life together.”
“And I will be spending time with you or have you forgotten we are going on our honeymoon this afternoon?”
“No, I hadn't forgotten, but we will only be away for two days. Why can't we have a longer honeymoon?” the princess whined.
“Relena, you know I have duties here to continue with and they won't wait. I can't expect my brother to take on my duties as well as his own for a week or more, he already has enough to do.” Heero sat on the edge of the bed so Duo could pull his boots on. “If you are going to breakfast here shall I have Duo bring you a tray from the kitchens, or would you prefer your own maid to do that for you?” Heero asked and gave his slave a sly smile.
Duo had frozen when his master spoke. No way did he want to bring the princess her breakfast, but as a slave he was bound to obey – not just his master, but his new mistress as well.
If Duo had been able to see the look on the princess' face when Heero had suggested he fetch her a breakfast tray, he would surely have been punished for laughing.
The princess scowled. “No, thank you. I will have Dorothy fetch me a tray,” she snapped.
“As you wish,” Heero replied. “I must leave now. I will return after breakfast.” Heero leaned across the bed and pressed a kiss to the princess' cheek. Turning, he made his way out of the bed chamber. “Duo, come with me.” he stated.
* * *
“And there we were, lying comfortably in bed when that slave comes in,” Relena sniffed.
“Oh, mistress, that must have been so shocking,” Dorothy sympathized.
“To make matters worse, Heero refuses to have him barred from our bed chamber.” Relena shuddered. “It's not right, that slave could walk in on us at any time, or me specifically, and I refuse to have a slave see me when I am anything other than fully clothed.”
“You must talk to the prince, see if you can get him to change his mind, mistress. I'm sure once you explain your concerns he will see things from your perspective and not allow the slave into the bed chamber again,” Dorothy offered.
“I don't know, Dorothy. The prince seemed pretty adamant about having Duo in here.” Relena sipped at the juice on her breakfast tray.
“You have the next couple of days alone together, mistress. I'm sure you will be able to bring him around during that time.”
Relena gave a soft smile. “You could be right, Dorothy. Just the two of us together, no interfering slave to worry about. I’m sure I could persuade Heero that I can look after him better than that creature.” Relena lost herself in her thoughts.
“I'm certain you can, mistress.”
* * *
Heero enjoyed a quiet breakfast with his parents and brother. Duo sat at his master's side, relaxing in the familiar routine. Quatre was present with Prince Trowa and Duo managed to share a smile with his blonde counterpart. He could see Quatre was bursting with questions, but they would have to wait until later.
The conversation revolved firstly around the previous days wedding and soon switched to the impending honeymoon. Although he would only be gone for a couple of days, Heero still wished to discuss the work he would be leaving for Trowa to continue with during his absence.
The two princes discussed what duties of Heero's that Trowa would take on whilst the man was away. Fortunately there wasn't a lot, only a few things that really couldn't wait until Heero was back. With Trowa satisfied he had what information he needed and Heero appeased that Trowa would be fine to handle things, the two princes finished their breakfast and left to return to their own quarters.
“I will meet with you in my old chambers shortly,” Heero told his brother. “I need to return to my suite to check on the princess.”
“No problem. Send Duo to let me know when you are ready,” Trowa replied.
“Thank you, I will.” Leaving his brother to return to his own chambers, Heero headed for his suite and the princess.
Stepping back into the sitting area of the suite, Heero was pleased to see his bride dressed and sitting before the fire, a book in her hand. She looked up and smiled as he entered.
“Have you had breakfast?” Heero inquired as he approached his wife and gave her a quick kiss to the cheek.
“Yes, thank you.”
Heero settled into the other chair, Duo slipping to his knees beside his master's chair. “I have spoken with my brother and parents and I will meet with Trowa shortly to go over the things he will be doing for me whilst we are away.”
“Oh.” Relena frowned.
Seeing the frown and not wanting another confrontation, Heero continued. “It won't take long and once I'm finished we can get ready to leave.” The princess visibly brightened with that news. “When is your brother heading back to Sanq?”
“I'm not too sure. It's either today or tomorrow,” Relena replied.
“I suggest we take lunch with him then so you can say your good byes as we will be leaving ourselves after luncheon.”
“That sounds like a good idea.” Relena gave a soft smile.
“I will have Duo let him know of our intentions whilst I'm with Trowa.”
“Thank you. I'll start packing while you're busy.” Relena started to rise. “Is there anything specific you wish to take with you or shall I just use my own discretion to pack for you?”
“I'll have Duo pack my things later,” Heero responded.
Relena managed to contain the scowl. “As you wish. I'll get started on my packing then. Don't forget to let me know when we are to have lunch.”
“I'll send Duo for you.”
Relena nodded and left the sitting room. Heero remained seated as his wife left, his hand dropping to the side of the chair out of habit and stroking softly through Duo's bangs. After a couple of minutes, he gave a sigh and began to stand. “Come, Duo. I need to speak with my brother and I will require you to inform Prince Milliardo of our luncheon engagement.” Walking out the room, Duo followed behind.
“Duo, please ask Prince Milliardo to join the princess and myself for lunch in the smaller, less formal dining room in two candle-marks. Once you have spoken with the prince, go to the kitchens and inform the cook of my luncheon arrangements and ask her to have one of the staff set up the dining room and serve us. You may return to me in my old chambers when you have completed those tasks.”
“Yes, master.” Duo bowed to his prince and left to carry out his tasks.
* * *
“You sure you don't mind helping, Quatre?” Duo asked as the two slaves entered the suite.
“Of course not, Duo. I haven't seen much of you lately so we can catch up at the same time,” Quatre replied with a grin.
Giving his fellow slave a smile, Duo led the way through to the bed chamber. And almost went sprawling over the bags piled just inside the doorway. “Shit!” he said as he regained his footing and rubbed his shin.
Quatre stared at the pile with wide eyes. “I thought you said the prince hadn't packed yet?”
“He hasn't, that's what we're here to do,” Duo said with a scowl. “All that must be for the princess.”
A soft whistle left Quatre's lips. “She certainly doesn't travel light. I thought they were only going away for two days?”
“They are,” Duo said in a grim tone.
“Looks like there's enough there for a week!”
Duo couldn't help it, he laughed. “I guess she doesn't want to be without anything she might need,” he said as he strode across the room to fetch a bag from Heero's closet.
“I pity the poor horses pulling the carriage,” Quatre muttered and joined his friend. “How do you want to do this?”
“Umm.. What if I get out what I think master will need and set it on the bed. You can check everything and let me know if I've forgotten anything or if it's too much?”
“Fine with me.”
As they worked, the pair chattered away, Quatre asking Duo what it was like living in his new quarters, what the princess was like and how Prince Heero had enjoyed his wedding night. The last question caused Duo to blush and his eyes to sadden a touch. Quatre picked up on the feeling of distress and paused in his folding of Heero's clothing to wrap his arms around the long haired slave. “What is it, Duo?”
Returning the hug, Duo gave a sigh. He'd missed Quatre and his calming influence. “I'm not really sure. I know the master had to take a wife and I'm okay with that, really, but...”
“You're not sure if he still wants you?” Quatre guessed.
“Something like that.”
Quatre pulled the other slave to sit on the edge of the bed with him. “You're still here, aren't you?” he asked, pushing Duo's bangs from his eyes.
“Yeah.”
“Has the prince said he doesn't need you any longer?”
“No. Actually he did say he still wants me as his slave, but...”
“Something has happened, hasn't it?” When Duo lowered his eyes, Quatre knew he'd hit the nail on the head. “What happened, Duo?”
Chewing on his bottom lip for a moment, Duo debated telling Quatre about the princess' reaction to his appearance that morning and the nasty words she'd spoken. Knowing the blonde wouldn't condemn him for his feelings, Duo decided to spill all. Carefully he told Quatre what had transpired that morning.
The blonde listened quietly, the feeling of anger rising in his chest. When Duo finished, he wrapped his arms around the slave and hugged him tight. “Sounds to me like she's jealous of you, Duo.”
“Jealous? Of me?” Duo said, dumbfounded. “Why? I'm nothing but a slave.”
“I could be wrong, but I'd say the princess wants to impress her new husband and look after him by herself. The prince is used to having you look after him and isn't ready to give you up so she's jealous that you get to take care of Prince Heero and she doesn't. I wouldn't worry too much about it, Duo. I'm sure the princess will settle down soon, more so as their married life continues. Prince Heero does have a lot of work to do in the kingdom and now he's wed, the princess will also have duties to perform in the kingdom. Once she starts those she will be glad to have you there to look after the prince as she's going to be too tired to do it herself.”
What Quatre said made sense, although Duo's heart still ached. “We'll see,” he said softly.
* * *
The carriage pulled up in front of the main castle doors, a stable boy stepping up to hold the heads of the horses whilst the footman opened the carriage door. Heero escorted his bride down the castle steps and into the waiting carriage. With his bride seated, Heero turned back to his parents, brother and slave.
He gave his mother a hug and kiss to the cheek, his father shook hands and gave his son a one armed hug. “Relax and enjoy yourself, Heero,” the king stated.
“Thank you, father, I will.” Turning to Trowa, Heero gave his brother a quick hug. “Thank you for looking after things for me whilst I'm gone.”
“No problem, Heero.”
Stepping up to his slave who was kneeling on the stone step, Heero bade him rise. Duo stood up but still kept his head bowed. Inside his heart was breaking. Oh he knew his master would only be gone for two days, but to Duo, who hadn't been away from his master since his arrival at the castle, it might as well have been two years.
“Prince Trowa will be in charge of you in my absence. Heed his orders and obey him as you would me, Duo.”
“Yes, master.”
“Duo?” Heero put his finger under Duo's chin and raised his slave's face so he could look directly into those violet eyes. “I will be back,” he said firmly before sealing their lips together in a soft kiss.
Releasing the slave, Heero turned to Quatre and whispered to the blonde slave. “Take care of him for me please.”
“Of course, sire,” Quatre whispered back.
Stepping away from the group, Heero moved back down the steps and climbed into the carriage. The footman closed the door, the stable boy released the horses' heads and the driver drew the whip across the rumps of the two equines. The carriage moved forward as the horses broke into a smart trot. Both Heero and Relena waved out the window of the carriage to the farewell party on the steps as the carriage took them down the driveway. Behind the carriage, Wufei rode forward, four soldiers with him to form a guard for the prince.
With the carriage now gone, the group on the steps headed back inside the castle.
Duo gave one last, sad look to the castle entry before following Quatre back inside.
~ * ~
tbc...
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