A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next | By : Coffeetailor Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next”
Chapter Twenty-five
Return to the Theatre
As planned, they’d beat Une to the theatre, which didn’t look as though it had been cleaned up since the attack, many of the programs from the play still scattered across the floor. With their excellent night vision, the three youkai in the group could clearly see the bloody spot that was all that was left of the shooter. Raising an eyebrow, Kurama glanced back at his brother, who supported his barely conscious mate. “I see you were up to your old form.”
“He shot Heero,” Duo said in his defense, prodding said human in an attempt to rouse him. No such luck. He’d fallen back asleep. “Man, if I’d caught him like this during the war, he’d have shot me.”
“Are you so sure he won’t still?” Wufei asked, smirking. Duo would have flipped him off if his arms were full of sleeping soldier. “Let him sleep. We have time.”
Duo walked up to the edge of the stage with a short “meh,” before flopping down, allowing Heero to slide down with him. The short haired pilot opened his eyes part way, blinked up at him, and then closed them again, using his mate’s lap as a pillow.
Returning from where he’d gone to turn on the stage lights, Quatre stared. “I never thought I’d see that.”
“You never thought you’d see the demon realm either,” Trowa said, pulling his lover down to sit with him on the stage before pulling a deck of cards from his pocket. It wasn‘t long until Solo and Wufei had joined the pair in a game of poker, using pieces of paper from Solo’s notebook as chips.
The two youkai lords themselves decided to relax against the short wall that had once been part of the set, stretching out. Kurama covered a yawn before shifting back to his human form in wait for their current employer.
They heard the two before they actually entered the theatre proper. Une had apparently brought Sally Po, evident by the fact that both women were avidly cursing as they tripped over things.
“We’re in here, Une lady!” Duo called cheerfully, waving as he saw movement by the doors. “And try not to yell too loudly at me. Heero’s sleeping.”
“Won’t your yelling wake him up?” Hiei asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Na, he’s used to me being loud when he’s sleeping,” the chimera said with a shrug.
Neither women marching up to them looked at all happy. Judging by the way Sally was clutching her medical bag, she would rather throw it at them than use it to take care of any wounds they might have had.
“Where in the world have you been?” Une demanded, barely keeping herself from screaming at them. From the way Yuy was sleeping, he needed it.
“Which one?” Jaganshi asked quietly, glancing at her with those unnerving red eyes of his. They were as strange as Maxwell’s, but at least the senior agent’s didn’t look so... evil.
“My brother and I thought it would be best to take everyone back home to heal from their injuries,” Minamino said, nodding toward Maxwell and Yuy’s direction. “My sister-in-law is an accomplished healer.”
“Brother?” Sally asked weakly, glancing rapidly between the two long-haired men. “You’re-”
“Adopted,” Duo correctly, taking pity on the lady doctor. “He pretty much raised me. Tried to steal from him when I was a kid and got caught.”
Une’s eyes narrowed. “Maxwell, where exactly have you been staying these last weeks. I want names, none of this ‘home town’ runaround I’ve been treated to so far. Report.”
Duo gulped, knowing he was cornered. Well, they had decided to tell Une. Po hadn’t been on the list, but he supposed having their doctor ‘in the know’ wouldn’t be such a bad idea. “Well, first we took a portal from backstage to the Makai. Flew from that to the old den in the outskirts of the Konchuu territory. Spent one night there before heading out to Konchuu proper. Spent... about eight days there, during which time I got engaged. Then went to Gondara, and spent nine days there. Got married during that, and had an awesome two-day honeymoon. Then we came back, and here we are. Oh, and that’s Solo.”
The pair of women blinked, trying to process the rush of information they’d just been given. It was Une who spoke first. “You took a what from the backstage?”
“A portal,” he chirped, lifting his arms from where they’d been draped over Heero’s shoulders to mime his explanation. “You know, one of those swirly things that take you instantly from one place to another?”
Glancing over Heero to see the state of his health now that he was in clear view, Sally gasped in horror at the deep and obviously untreated bite on his shoulder. “My gods, how long ago did he get that?”
The self-proclaimed Shinigami’s eyes suddenly narrowed. “Four days ago.” Then, to the surprise of both women, he growled. “You’re not coming anywhere near it.”
“It needs to be treated! A wound like that should have gotten stitches. How efficient do you expect me to think this ‘healer’ of yours was when she left something like that alone?”
“Yukina knows better than to get near a fresh mating bite.”
Une grabbed hold of Sally’s jacket before the doctor could launch herself at the bitten pilot in outrage at his condition, eyes locked on the man holding him. Something about Duo was wrong, and it was getting worse.
When his very face and body began to shift, changing, they whipped standard issue Preventor pistols up in his direction, both resisting the urge to back away. It wasn’t long until the human man who they’d known was gone, a winged demon sitting in his place, Heero’s head still resting in his lap.
“You’re Kuronue,” Une whispered, remembering the description she’d ordered Maxwell to follow in creating his costume. With a shared glance of realization, they dropped their gun arms. “What did those creatures do to you?”
The demon tipped his head in confusion. “Creatures?”
“I think she means the spirits you summoned, little brother,” Minamino said, looking up from his half-nap. “And they did nothing to him, my lady. They were his creations in the first place.”
“Ah,” the demon said in understanding. “You see, I’ve always been Kuronue. Imagine my surprise when the script you handed me at the start of this whole mess was for a play about my brother and I.”
“So, Shinigami finally claimed the perfect soldier,” Une said slowly, drawing the connection between Duo’s claim of a marriage and the naming of the mark on Heero’s shoulder a mating bite.
Kuronue or Duo, whichever the proper name, grinned. “Why so disbelieving? It had to happen sooner or later.”
She would have loved to strangle him at the moment. They didn‘t need the media attention so quickly after the shooting. “I just didn’t think it’d happen so soon.”
“It should have happened a long time ago,” Duo said, his eyes growing soft and thoughtful as he stared down at the human in his lap.
“How long do you plan on holding him?” she asked, seeing as neither had moved since their arrival. Just how tired was Heero?
Duo, of course, decided to be poetic about it. “Forever, if I can.”
There was definitely conviction in his voice, something she’d learned to listen for since the war. No longer on opposite sides, Une had come to almost think of the pilots as family. And if what she’d heard of youkai was true, there wasn’t much happiness in Duo’s future if he was so attached. “You do realized that Heero is human, right? He’s not immortal.”
To her relief and more than a little confusion, the demon pilot laughed. “Death doesn’t hold us back very long, my lady. I’ll follow him wherever he goes. After all, Heero is now mine.”
It was then that the doors to the theatre slammed open and there was a loud and piercing scream.
“And cue Relena.”
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