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Mystics and Magics

Mystics and Magics

Part Two

By: Valandra

A/N: Many apologies for not updating in this in�months. It�s my first lemon, so it gave me many problems; it didn�t want to be written. I also want to thank everyone for the wonderful and encouraging reviews. I�d love to know what you think of my first attempt at a lemon.

Also, the Un no Megami twins names�that was completely by accident. I hadn�t even realized what I�d done until I was half way done, and already finished with them.

**Note for readers on FF.net: The lemon�s R rated, it�s not explicit. However, if anyone complains or feels it�s too much for ff.net, then this will be cut in half, with a link to where it can be found intact.

Disclaimer: I don�t own GW. I do own any OCs, the plot (yes, there is a plot), and the setting.

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Japanese/English translation of names used:

Heiwa no Ban�nin/Guardian of Peace

Nemuri no Megami/Goddess of Sleep

Walking the corridors at a steady, if on the slow side, pace, Heiwa no Ban�nin kept his face neutral and avoided looking at anyone without looking away. He�d just returned from the meeting, like the others, and was in no mood to speak with any one. He didn�t even know if his lover had returned from his inspection. Lucky baka, managed to get out of that excuse of a meeting to fly around his lands, while I had to sit through hours of their endless drivel�.

He stumbled a bit when he felt somebody�s arms latch onto his left arm. They didn�t let go when he didn�t stop; in fact, the person kept up with him. Turning his head to face whoever it was, a glare firmly in place and intensified when met with a smile.

"Hiya Heero!" the grinning female said, in a sing song voice. "Geez, somebody seems pissed. Didn�t you enjoy the meeting?" Keeping the sing song quality, toning it down with a touch of innocence, the long-haired, grinning female didn�t release her hold.

"Salen-sama," Heero inclined his head slightly to the lady, noting that she was just an inch or two shorter than himself. Carefully looking around, Heero wondered where the other twin was.

Salen gave the young Ban�nin a reproachful look, also ignoring those around them. "Humph, and here I thought we were friends. Come on Heero, don�t act like that. I don�t care how bored you were in there." Giving the flesh just above his elbow bend a sharp pinch, she glared up at him slightly.

A sour look crossed Heero�s face, pursing his lips for a moment, before he rolled his eyes at her antics. "Many apologies, oh great Megami-sama."

To which Salen snorted and rolled her own eyes. "You�ve not seen Lensa since she stepped out of the meeting early, have you?"

Eyes serious, Heero again looked back at her. "You don�t know where your own twin is? Or why she happened to leave so suddenly?"

"No, yes. Well, I actually have a pretty good idea, if you�ve not seen her since." Heero just shook his head. "Right. Oh well, I�m sure she�ll turn up sooner or later." Her grip on his arm suddenly tightened, "Walk me to my chamber, please?"

Heero nodded, and realized they were already headed in the correct direction. A different path than the way to his own chamber, but only a few minuets out of his way. He also heard a muffled female scream.

Frowning, he looked at Salen, who had ducked her head down, her arms trembling from their tight grip. "Salen? Are you alright?" he asked, concerned as they continued down the new corridor.

She nodded, her purple hair shifting and brushing against his arm, but she still didn�t look up. "Thank you. I would have gone the other way, but Nemuri no Megami had a fit a couple of days ago, and the corridor is still being rebuilt. I�d rather not go this way alone."

"Why? What is going on," they were nearing where the muffled scream had come from, and they where becoming louder. Heero put a hand over Salen�s where they were clutching his arm.

"A slave�s being punished. PDPP for the rest of the week, and they just had to choose this corridor." Heero could feel her shudder. "I agree that punishment is necessary when earned, but this is just taking things too far. It�s not the girl�s fault if her master lost interest."

"PDPP? What are you talking about Salen?" confused, Heero had never heard that term before. Admittedly, he also had limited experience with slaves. His lover knew more, but since he didn�t approve of slavery, neither felt the need to have any. Personally, Heero never really saw the point in having a slave; he had a lover, and he didn�t need somebody else doing something he was perfectly capable of doing himself.

"Really Heero, even if you don�t have any, you really should brush up on the rules and laws involving slaves. Lack of knowledge can be dangerous, remember? PDPP stands for Public Display and Participation Punishment. It means that the slave is displayed for the public as her punishment, as well as for the public to administer her punishment. Given her situation, fortune does shine upon her, as much as it d."d."

Heero, appalled at what he was hearing, gave the elder Megami a sharp look. However, before he could say anything, they were in the midst of the commotion. There were a few spectators, either sticking around to watch after having had their fun or waiting to have their turn. A guard stood facing the crowd, making certain things didn�t go too far. Hard to believe there would be regulations�. Whether that was a good or bad thing for the female, Heero couldn�t decide.

Upon seeing a Megami and Ban�nin coming their way, the spectators parted. No doubt hoping that we�ll inflict our own punishment. So eager to see what those with higher power can do�disgusting. Salen repressed her urge to shudder, and kept her eyes off the young girl hanging beside the guard. It wasn�t the first time she�d been down this corridor since the PDPP had been started, so she knew how to.

Heero, however, was another story. Though he continued to ignore those around him, his eyes were drawn to the nude female hanging spread from the ceiling.

Straps around her neck, wrists, waist, and knees were attached to chains falling from the ceiling. A separate chain was attached to each strap, except for the neck. The chain attached to her waist traveled up her back, aligned with her spine, and attached also to her neck strap; it wasn�t a collar. Her arms were pulled back enough so that her chest was thrust forward. Her thighs were spread so far that one could see her leg muscles straining, exposing her completely. Her ankles, also in straps, were also chained tightly to the floor.

The girl was gagged, which was why her screams were coming out muffled. It was a fat leather piece covering from just below her nose to her chin, only thinning out around mid-cheek; it then continued around the res her her head, small holes for her scarcely pointed ears to be fit through, to connect in the back. Her jaw was quivering slightly, and looked to be pried wide; a thin trail of saliva was also coming from beneath the gag.

A flash of silver from her ears caught Heero�s attention first. Upon inspection, he saw the silver were tiny chains dangling from the girls ears; whatever they were attached to were inside her ears. He quickly tore his eyes away, only to be caught again by another shimmer. Her nipples were pierced by a golden ring each; the rings, barely a quarter in diameter, were linked together. Again he pried his eyes away.

Determined to keep his attention away from the female slave, Heero looked ahead to where they were walking. Just as he was doing this though, the male that had been between the slaves legs finished with what he was doing and stepped away; whatever it was drew another scream from the girl. Against his will, Heero�s attention was again drawn to the hanging slave.

This time the sparkle came from the girl�s exposed lips; both a shine of thin crimson blood and that of something metallic. With growing revulsion, Heero realized that the previous person had just pierced the girl�s lips; two studs per lip, each a simple sterile silver/gray.

Heero managed to keep his attention from the girl and the group the rest of the way. He was not looking forward to the return trip to his own chambers.

****

They remained silent until they had reached Salen�s chambers. She had been waiting for Heero to start with the questions, and decided it would be better if he were in her rooms before he made a scene. Once the door was closed,starstarted.

"How the hell can that be considered fortunate Salen?!" Heero was pacing the room, obviously angry.

No doubt it was also the first time he�d seen a female. Nobody else noticed, but the flush to his cheeks back there had to do with more than his anger. Salen calmly walked by the pacing Heero and took a seat in one of the plush chairs in the room. She stayed silent until Heero looked up to glare at her for it, before she gestured to a similar chair facing hers. "Please sit Heero. Lensa will think I had another brawl in here if you keep that up."

He continued to glare at her, but he did sit. No doubt Lensa would come after him if she found out otherwise.

Giving a small sigh, Salen closed her eyes and leaned back into her chair. "You saw the guard beside her, did you not?" Not waiting for him to respond, for she already knew his answer, "That is why she�s fortunate. He is there to make certain things do not go too far; no lasting or permanent damage, either physical or psychological, is allowed. Not in this case. She was fortunate that her previous master had accepted her; kept and used her for near a week before deciding that she was not to his satisfaction.

"Because she was accepted, the department responsible for pleasure slaves is obligated to accept her once her punishment is complete. She was accepted, therefore she has potential and may be to somebody el lik liking. As such, once the Wicca healers declare the girl recovered from her punishment, she will be tested for placement, and may go through training if it is deemed necessary."

"Why was she being punished? And why like that?" mildly curious, Heero�s anger was ebbing away. Though he was mostly forcing it down to be dealt with later.

Salen glanced at him, and he could see the sorrowful gleam in her eyes. "She was accepted, but disowned. It is the normal punishment for a slave, though not limited to just disownment." Making certain she had his attention, Salen did not release Heero�s eyes as she continued. "Had she not been accepted, thereld bld be no guard there. This is the third day of her punishment; she would likely be dead, or close to it by now.

"As it stands right now, nobody can physically use her as one normally would a pleasure slave. The laws forbid it because of where she�ll be going after this. Denunciation nullifies those laws. In other words, she would be free flesh for anybody." She remained silent, letting the impact of her words sink in.

The silence stretched out, before Heero finally shook his head in disgust. "Things like this make me grateful that we�ve never had any. That other beings can stoop to these kinds of�primeval pleasures is revolting." He stood up, preparing to leave.

"Thank you for walking me here Heero." She reached out, touching his arm as he reached for the door handle. "Please remember what I said; a lack of knowledge can be dangerous, especially if you think you do not need it."

Heero stared at her for a moment, and nodded, acknowledging the honesty and concern in her eyes. "If anything is wrong with Lensa, please let us know if we can help."

Salen grinned. "Relax and have fun. I believe your little lover will be expecting you."

Heero snorted at that, but also gave a small smirk. "�Little�? He�s taller than you."

To which Salen just grinned and winked, "Perhaps�. I�ll see you later Heero."

Heero again nodded and let himself out, walking back down the corridor towards his chambers; so deep in his thoughts that he didn�t hear Salen slump against the door once it was closed and slide down to the floor.

Sister, I pray that you were successful. Though you will probably have little more confirmation of it than I�.

****

Heero locked himself deep inside his thoughts as he continued down the corridor, successful this time in keeping his attention off the female. As well as those around her. So deep into his thoughts that he didn�t realize it when he reached the corridor leading to his chambers. That was also his excuse for not being aware of the presence behind him before his wrists were caught.

He�d been reaching for the door�s handle when first that hand and then his other were caught in an unyielding grip. The action snapped him out of his thoughts, but he didn�t relax until the grip drew his hands up to rest on his own chest. The action pushed his body against his captors firm, familiar chest. Laying his head back and to the side, it landed on the other�s shoulder.

Looking up at his lover, he was greeting with a small smile and a questioning look. "Are we getting careless?" still not releasing his grip.

"Not at all; just trying to not acknowledge those around me."

"And doing an amazing job at it. What were you so adamant about avoiding that you didn�t realize I was right behind you?"

Dark eyes caught a quick flash of anger and disgust in his love�s darkening azure eyes before he responded, "A PDPP in one of the corridors I used."

His eyes widened in surprise, Wu Fei tightened his hold. He lowered his head, nuzzling Heero�s neck, "You ok?" He felt Heero nod in response.

"I�d just as soon not think about her now." Being as his face was hidden, Wu Fei�s grimace went unnoticed. It didn�t, however, cause him to loosen his grip on his lover. A point made obvious to Heero when he tried to break the grip on his wrists.

"How was your journey? Your timing seems quite convenient, both ways." He could feel the other�s chest shake with silent laughter.

"Indeed, quite convenient. I�d thought that you would already be in the chambers with something set up." He squeezed the wrists in his grip. "I must say, this is a�pleasing way to be welcomed back." He stopped his nuzzling, amused eyes looking into those of his captive.

Heero adopted a wounded look, "What�s wrong with the way I would have welcomed you back?"

Taking a nip at those nearly pouting lips, Wu Fei smiled secretively at his love. "Because now you�re mine. Let�s see if I can make up for the�stress the meeting no doubt gave you." Shifting his grip so that he held both wrists in one hand, Wu Fei reached around the complacent Heero for the door.

"Hmm, this may take a while then. I don�t think there�s been one more boring. The only point of interest was when Lensa left suddenly." Heero kept his head resting on Wu Fei�s shoulder, letting himself be lead into the chamber. He wasn�t surprised when they went straight to the bedroom. Only when he felt Wu Fei stop at the entrance and go stiff did he look up.

Astonished would be an understatement. Finding somebody in their chambers woue ane an astonishment; that anybody would dare enter without their permission. But to find one immobilized such as this�was beyond words. They couldn�t see the person�s face as hair concealed not only face but the view of the body�s underside. The person�s sex could not be determined, though the enticing sounds coming from it leaned towards male.

Wu Fei�s eyes narrowed, So she knew. Why did she only allude rather than coming out and say something? Sweeping the room with his , Wu, Wu Fei was the first to notice the box on the table, though neither he nor Heero made any moves. Heero was still in something mildly similar to shock. Narrowing his eyes further, Wu Fei scrutinized the box�s ornamented lid, recognition lighting his eyes. "A Kami�s gift�." he muttered, looking back at the chained slave. So he�s not from either of them. That means whoever set him up must have asked for them to intervene. Gifting a slave to us is, in other�s minds, a sure death sentence. I wonder who he endeared himself to for them to be concerned enough for his safety. �I hope he�s a he�.

His words were enough to snap Heero out of the daze he�d fallen into.

"Gift�?" he breathed, an image of a blond hanging from chains flashing in his mind�s eye.

"The design on the lid," he flicked his head in the lid�s direction, "means that this is a gift from a Kami." His tone ing ing no doubt what he thought about such acts. He jumped in surprise when Heero twisted his hand around to grab at Wu Fei�s own arm. Wu Fei still hadn�t released him.

Looking in his love�s eyes, he could see a turmoil of sorts there; looking towards the gift, chained and presented like some wondrous thing, Wu Fei smirked. Leaning down to Heero�s ear, he whispered rather casually, "Let�s see who he is�." he trailed off. He felt Heero start in�surprise?

Catching his eyes again, Heero hesitated only a moment before nodding. Moving as if to go to the slave, Heero had either forgotten he was still held captive, or had been hopping to be released. Hearing Wu Fei chuckling again, he knew there�d be no such luck. He walked when Wu Fei started leading again, if a bit resigned. At least on the surface.

Thankfully, he was released once they were both in front of the slave. Kneeling down, Heero carefully moved the long, silken hair out of the face; he couldn�t help the small smile at how nice the hair felt. Drawing the hair so that it fell over the slave�s left shoulder, Heero realized that Wu Fei was still standing behind him, watching.

Pale flesh was revealed, though not much. Seeing what kept the slaves attention downwards (it also explained why the sounds were somewhat muffled), Heero took a sharp breath. Reaching out to the slave�s chin, he slowly lifted it, receiving a louder moan at the touch. Before the slave�s mouth was off the dildo, Wu Fei laid a hand over Heero�s wrist, stopping him.

While Heero was moving the hair, Wu Fei was taking in the rest of the slave�s body. He was relieved to find that the slave was indeed a male; human too, from what he was sensing. He had just finished admiring what he could see of the boy�s midsection when he noticed Heero lifting the boy�s head. Realizing he didn�t know about the nipple chains, Wu Fei halted him.

Heero looked at him in question, so he removed his hand and brushed one of the chains. A sharp whimper came from the boy at this action. His eyes however, were stuck on the boy�s collar; more specifically, the three blank rings. Two were for his and Heero�s claims of ownership, but the third was to show the boy�s level of training and what his grade/rank was. That it was blank meant that the boy was pure. A virgin, and human too. No wonder Un no Migami were prayed to.

Heero cut the spell that held the dildo in place, slowly pulling it from the slave�s mouth. His breath hitched, watching as the boy didn�t release his lip�s grip on it. Setting it aside, not paying attention to where, Heero again lifted the boy�s chin. Brushing his knuckles over a smooth cheek, he lifted his eyes from the boy�s open, glistenlipslips. Disappointed that the boy had his eyes downcast, thereby out of view.

Running fingers through the long chestnut locks, Wu Fei leaned towards the boy�s ear and whispered, "You may look up; please don�t hide your eyes from us." He didn�t miss the boy�s shudder, though whether it was from Wu Fei�s breath over his flesh or the words themselves, he wasn�t sure.

Heero�s breath caught when the slave�s eyes were revealed to him. A dark plum, the irises were near invisible. I wonder how long he�s been waiting�. "Beautiful," he murmured, throwing a quick glance at Wu Fei. He got a smirk in return, and saw Wu Fei�s hand beneath the boy, around his midsection.

The boy�s shivering increased as Wu Fei�s touch traveled further down, feeling out his ribs. But he didn�t look away from Heero, keeping eye contact as requested. Heero�s eyes darted from the boy�s eyes to his mouth as they quivered in a low gasp. He also heard Wu Fei�s breath leave him in a rush.

Licking his lips, Heero looked over towards Wu Fei, question alit in his eyes. Wu Fei had crouched by the boy�s sis hes he continued his explorations. Heero gave a deep chuckle as he saw where Wu Fei�s hand now was.

"Quite a set up," Wu Fei�s voice came out low and smooth. Fingers smearing the pre-cum that managed to escape the seven rings, his gaze shifted to the side of the boy�s head. "Have you been here long�?" The boy was extremely hard, and seemed hyper-sensitive to every remote touch.

He had trailed off, uncertain of how to refer to the boy. Boy was, he felt, too impartial considering what they were doing. Child was out of the question; young compared to their kind perhaps, he was by no means a child. Given his distaste for slavery, referring to the boy as such was�mildly revolting, in his mind.

The boy shook his head slowly, moaning as his hair shifted and brushed against him. "N-not�l-l-long," came the breathless reply. Wu Fei had yet to release his hold. "J-just be-before the tru-trumpets, M-master," his voice was deep and full, with more emotions than either of his masters could make out.

Not long at all, Wu Fei thought in amazement. Switching hands, so that his left was now playing with the boy, his right wandered elsewhere. At the firmer grip, the boy tried to thrust into it; however, his position wouldn�t let him move too much. His sounds, namely moans, developed a desperate, pleading edge to them.

Heero, also amazed that the boy was so far gone in such a short amount of time, reached out to caress the boy�s cheek. His lips twitched upward when the boy leaned into his touch. "What is your name?" also wng tng to know how to refer to the boy. He had once again locked eyes with the boy.

"D-Duoooo," he trailed off in a moan, clenching his eyes shut and curling his hands. Mildly surprised, Heero looked over to see what Wu Fei had done this time; but he didn�t stop his own caresses.

Wu Fei had a small, triumphant smirk on his lips. He had found the base of the vibrator, and had pulled it out a bit to get a better look at it. After a stuttered "Master," Wu Fei looked over to Heero and, once they�d locked eyes, slowly drew the vibrator out.

Duo gave a pleading whimper, and instinctively tried to follow it, his eyes still closed. Heero shuddered, almost glaring at Wu Fei for his teasing. Looking back at the flushed face, he slowly traced Duo�s lips, still somewhat slick. Duo�s mouth opened in a gasp, drawing his fingers in at the same time. Out of the corner of his eye, Heero could see that Wu Fei had replaced the vibrator; he was slowly drawing it out and back in.

Feeling Duo�s eyes on him, Heero returned his attention to them. Fingers still in his mouth, Heero could see the question in Duo�s eyes, asking him what he wanted, what he needed to do.

Uncertainty quickly dispersing in favor of desire, Heero looked once more in Wu Fei�s direction, a question in his own eyes. Wu Fei nodded in response, and Heero let out a low moan as Duo tentatively brought his tongue up to taste the two digits between his lips. Reluctantly, he withdrew his fingers (Duo�s lips again didn�t move) in unison with the vibrator�s final removal.

Standing, Heero moved towards the table, remembering catching sight of the oil jar there. Wu Fei, left hand still playing with the entrapped shaft head, set the vibrator on the floor somewhere. He had the metal strip removed from its slit and all but the base ring off before Heero returned with the open jar.

Silently passing the jar to a shirtless Wu Fei, Heero knelt once more in front of Duo. Caressing the corner of Duo�s lips with his thumb, Heero kept their eyes locked. He tilted Duo�s head up a bit, but didn�t remove his hand. He smirked a little when he heard Wu Fei�s low moan; he didn�t need to look over to know his lover was applying the oil to himself.

Seeing Wu Fei move to make certain Duo was stretched enough, Heero slowly stood and stripped, never breaking eye-contact with Duo. He was amazed and captivated at what he saw in the youth�s eyes. Aside from the desire and passion, he could see trust in those pure eyes.

His fingers traced Duo�s lips as the boy�s moaning increased with Wu Fei�s actions. He smiled at the boy�s disappointed noises when Wu Fei withdrew his fingers. Letting the boy, Duo, see what he desired with his eyes, Heero slipped his thumb into the slightly parted mouth, gently pulling it open. He saw understanding dawn in the boy�s eyes even as they flicked towards his arousal.

Heero couldn�t contain the small moan at the willingness and increased flame he saw enter the boyyes yes before they once more lowered, followed shortly by his mouth. Heero inhaled sharply, releasing it in a groan as he stopped himself from thrusting into the moist heat. He was grateful Duo was still after taking half his length in, giving him the time to gather his scattered wits. The fact that he had yet to stop making noises didn�t help, not that Heero much minded.

Moving both hands towards the back of the boy�s head, Heero threaded his fingers through the long, silken hair they encountered. Putting mild pressure on the back of Duo�s head, he gave permission for the boy to move as he wished.

Wu Fei, after removing his fingers, Definitely a virgin, so tight even after that vibrator, watched as Duo took Heero�s length into his mouth. His hand resting on the boy�s hip tightened slightly at the sight, eliciting a shiver fDuo.Duo. Assured by Heero�s own actions and what he saw in his eyes, Wu Fei silently positioned himself behind the youth.

Caressing the boy�s back with one hand, using the other to balance himself, Wu Fei slowly entered Duo, drawing a long moan from them both, and a groan from Heero. Gasping when he encountered something hard midway in, he slowed his pace, but continued as it gave way. Another toy, no doubt, Wu Fei thought, giving a surprised cross between a cry and a whimper when he felt a small but pleasurable shock from the object.

He stilled once fully in, giving them both a chance to adjust. So hot. And he�s not afraid nor ashamed. He wasn�t at the beginning, it�s doubtful that he would be at this point. He was both relieved and happy at that.

Moving his hand from Duo�s back to his chest and bringing his other up, Wu Fei swiftly removed both nipple clamps. He didn�t want Duo to inadvertently hurt himself, and the longer they were left on, the more their removal would hurt. He caught Heero�s eyes when Duo cried out once they were removed, assuring him it was alright.

Wu Fei saw Heero�s hands behind Duo�s head and neck, rubbing reassuringly. Wu Fei himself gently caressed Duo�s collarbone and chest, avoiding his nipples for the time-being. When he did brush against one of the nipples, Wu Fei gasped and leaned forward as he felt Duo clench around him.

Looking to Heero as he looked up from Duo�s eyes, Heero nodded slightly. Wu Fei slowly pulled out, groaning with the restraint to not simply loose himself to the heat beneath him. He dimly noticed Heero�s eyes slip shut at the resulting vibration from Duo in response.

Feeling the boy try to rise up to meet him as he once more slowly thrust forward, Wu Fei decided that going a little faster wouldn�t be bad. Using one hand to play with Duo�s nipples, Wu Fei steadily increased his pace. He noticed Duo�s writhing was also increasing, and felt a moment�s relief that he had already removed the chains.

Abandoning the nipples in favor of removing the rest of the cock ring, Wu Fei leaned forward enough to whisper into the boy�s ear, "You�re allowed to come." That done, he abandoned himself to his pleasure.

Heero had let the boy go down on him as he wished; he kept his hands at the back of the boy�s head, letting him know he wasn�t to stop. Other then that, he didn�t assert his control until he felt himself tightening. Holding Duo�s head in place, he thrust deeply, but mindful to not chock the boy, before drawing back halfway as he came.

He felt mild surprise and relief that the boy swallowed so easily. He smiled down at the boy, one hand still in his hair as the other gently rubbed against Duo�s check, his pleasure and pride showing in his eyes. He saw in Duo�s own his pride at pleasing, before his own climax came, shortly after Wu Fei�s cry, signaling his own. Heero watched, enraptured at what he saw in Duo�ss bes before they closed and the boy went limp.

Looking at Wu Fei, he saw his own concern and suspicions mirrored in his love�s eyes. Bending down to check Duo�s pulse and breathing, Heero smiled softly. "Passed out," he quietly informed Wu Fei.

Nodding, Wu Fei stood and reached up to remove Duo�s wrists from the chains, having already severed the hold on his ankles. Heero had a firm but gentle grip around Duo�s sides, and held him up after his arms were released. Bending down, Wu Fei removed the spreader bar, setting it aside.

As Heero picked the boy up, Wu Fei moved over to the table, looking for the black controller he remembered seeing there. He knew Duo had to be awake to get the toy still in him, out; but he also knew it was still on. Finding and picking it up, he chose the "all off" button, not sure what the toy was called.

Joining Heero on the bed after cleaning himself off, he helped position Duo in the center. Wu Fei noted that Heero had already cleaned both Duo and himself off as well. He smiled as Heero curled up into Duo�s side. Laying down himself and pulling the comforter up over the three of them, Wu Fei rested an arm over Duo�s c bef before letting himself drift to sleep.

To Be Continued�.
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