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Chapter contributed by : Schwertlilie

The bathing room of Heero�s kingdom is large enough to fit at least fifty people comfortable inside. There are smaller tubs that rest against the walls, some hot and some cool. One large tub that would stay lukewarm all year sinks into the middle of the room, measuring almost four feet deep and twenty feet in diameter. A waterfall spills into one side, acting as a year round filter. The tile walls and floor hold intricate designs of bright colors. Heero�s guards hold the strangely still boy as Wufei puts him under a slight control and sedative spell.

� Alright you can leave.� The guards lock the doors behind them as Quatre performs a few checking spells.

� Malnourished, sleep deprived, the beginnings of a fever, heat exposure, and strained muscles.� He reports to his companion. Carefully the two unhook the shackles and cut through the restraints. Arms fall lifeless to the boy�s side, the wrists red and raw from exposure to the rubbing rope. Quatre winces in sympathy. Taking a lotion from his coat, he carefully applies it to some of the open wounds, happy when they close right up, leaving no scars and little dried blood. He moves to the strange tentacle-like shock of hair, surprised to find it a long scruffy braid ending at the bottom of the boy�s back. Reaching in to touch a shinny piece of metal his eyes widen as he pulls out a small blade.

� Assassins often use pockets to hide their tools. This one seems to have kept his hair for that purpose. I suggest we leave it, if that is what he is use to.� Quatre nods.

� It will be difficult to get it undone�but I believe there is a shampoo I mixed for Trowa when his bang gets unruly.� Wufei raises an eyebrow and Quatre only laughs.

� Don�t start Wufei. Ok, Duo lets get these clothes off.� The boy stands obediently as Wufei pulls off his shirt, Quatre unhooking the pants to fall in a heap.

� How can someone stand so much grime on their body!� Quatre exclaims. Wufei smirks, sometimes his friend was very naïve. Of course, Quatre had grown up as royalty before he�d been disowned for the magic flowing in his blood. Rubbing a little at Duo�s cheek, pale skin begins to shine through.

� Being an assassin is a job for the night, with pale skin like his he�d easily be seen in the moonlight. But the mud leaves a surface that light does not bounce off of and allows him to be almost unseen. However, there are spells that will be adequate for that purpose, the mud goes.� Quatre�s eyes widen. He�d underestimated this boy, if he was smart enough to use these kind of tricks.

� Come on Duo, into the tub.� He moves down the steps and wades into the water, standing with it to his chest. The other two boys strip to their pants and get in, seeing the clear water is already trailed with dirt.

The two begin the vigerous task of removing the dirt coating, finally satisfied they�d found the boy�s natural skin.

� Wow�.he�s very pale, but his skin is olive colored�� Quatre remarks, running a hand cupped with water over a shoulder. � And very smooth!� Wufei agrees, trailing fingers down Duo�s other arm.

� Mud has a wonderful exfoliating property. It is very good for the skin.� The blond smiles, he dearly missed his friend�s almost constant litany of scholarly tidbits. He opens a jar and spills thick liquid into his hands, before passing it to Wufei.

� Might as well see what we can do with the hair, be careful of any more blades.� They begin working at the bottom, going through with little mishap. Though along the way they find three small knives, a few coins, pieces of worked metal, string and a few buttons. The hair finally untangles, falling in a long waterfall down the Duo�s back. Another pass with the shampoo, a few dunks of his head and finally the hair is a shining auburn-brown.

� Wufei, hand me one of those blades. Duo, close your eyes.� Wufei proceeds to wash his own body as Quatre carefully cuts at the long bangs covering the boy�s face. The Hair gives way to reveal small plump lips, a shapely upturned nose and large, closed eyes. Pushing the bangs aside Wufei washes the remaining dirt from the throat, ears and face. Pushing Duo underneath one more time the boys sigh in satisfaction.

� He�s actually very�� Quatre blushes deep red, stepping slightly away from the prisoner as Wufei smirks.

� I see I�m not the only one who thinks so. Yes, Trieze has inadvertently caught a very beautiful assassin.� The two admire the boy a little longer, before pulling him from the dirty water that would filter itself clean. With fluffy towels they dry the boy down and dress him in tight black pants stopping just above his ankles, a billowing silky black undershirt complete with a dark green laced tunic.

� I suppose we�d better wake him up.� Wufei nods, releasing the spell. Eyelashes flutter and suddenly two eyes open wide to stare at them. The two men gasp.

� Violet eyes!� Quatre exclaims. � I�ve heard of them but I never thought I�d see them!� The boy suddenly darts away. They watch in amusement as Duo turns for the door, throwing his weight against it when he finds it locked. They dress quietly as he scrambles for another exit, before sighing in defeat.

� I�m trapped in this castle aren�t I?�

� Its not so bad Duo.� Quatre says quietly and is surprised when Duo turns to grin at him.

� Are you a prisoner?� At this the blond blinks.

� No�.�

� Then you wouldn�t fucking know would you?!� Quatre looks a little alarmed and fairly trite� Wufei looks pissed.

� Look you little ungrateful twit. You should have been put to death rather then be spared and brought to serve a prince! You will be taken care of well for the rest of your life!� This only causes Duo�s smile to turn grim.

� There is more peace in death than in servitude.� Wufei almost snipes back but Quatre rests a hand on the Chinese boy�s shoulder.

� Wufei, you and I have no idea what that�s like. Please, calm down.� Duo looks surprised at this before he leans against the wall behind him. A pensive look crosses his face.

� I may of been a street rat, always runnin� to survive, but I was free. I s�ppose I have no choice but to make the best of this situation then.� Luminous eyes turn to the other two. � What�s gonna to happen to me?� Wufei takes a calming breath.

� You will be trained as an assassin and you will be under the command of Prince Heero Yuy of the Kingdom L1. As such you will be given food, drink, bed and the comforts offered to all nobility.� Duo�s eyes widen. Maybe this wouldn�t be so bad�

� Was the King telling� the truth? Are my kids gonna be ok?� Wufei�s face softens. He couldn�t imagine the life Duo had led, suddenly being uprooted and turned into a slave of sorts. He and Quatre were sorcerers, revered and untouchable. But Duo only had their word that he�d be alright.

� Yes he was. He�s going to make everything right Duo, I promise.� Before more words can be exchanged the doors unlock and Trieze steps in. His eyes widen at the sight of the long haired boy before a huge grin graces his face.

� My god Duo, you clean up nice.� The boy still sitting on the cool tile floor blushes as the handsome King praises him. Scrambling to his bare feet he bows deeply.

� Thank you for uh�sparing me King Kushrenada and for taking care of my kids. I am�.honored to serve your brother, I guess I�m in your debt.� The sorcerers are stunned at the change in the captive�s demeanor, but Trieze merely bows slightly in return.

� I know you will do the best for Prince Heero. Come, I must properly introduce you to your new master.� Duo swallows nervously, but nods, his eyes squinting as his hair swings forward.

� Hey, who unbraided my hair?� Running his fingers dexterously through it he tuts. � Its gonna take forever to put back��

� No time, leave it undone.� Trieze takes out a pair of cuffs and Duo rolls his eyes.

� Ya know King, its gonna be kinda hard for me to do my job with those on all the time.� The metal snaps shut and �King � tugs him along, the two sorcerers wide eyed at the audacity of the younger boy, and Trieze not doing anything but smirking in response.

� As soon as you pledge yourself to Heero they�ll be taken away permanently, you�ll only be able to go where he tells you and do what he commands.� Duo sighs, but he expected as much. Not that he was very happy, Heero sounded about as nice as a porcupine quill in your ass.
They stop outside of a wide set of rich oak doors. Along the way Duo had gawked at the tile art and tapestries, remembering the way by counting doors on each side and damn, there were a lot. One of the older nuns that had taken care of him when he was young had said his memory was like a sponge, taking in only the things that he found important. Which is probably why he could fluently speak the language of the Gypsies, but refused to learn addition.

The King raps his knuckles against the heavy wood a few times. Getting some sort of answer Trieze pushes the doors open, tugging Duo along behind him. The room they enter is a large sitting area, the walls lined with bookcases and pictures of landscapes. A few comfy couches line the wall while a low table is situated in front of a large marble fireplace, comfy over-stuffed pillows surrounding the table.

� Trieze, I was wondering where you had gotten off to.� A voice calls from the other room. Duo leans a little to the right, looking around Trieze�s broad shoulders to peak through a cracked door, the edge of a bed is the only visible thing.

� Heero.� Duo spins to look at the man that he was to be forced to call master. His breath catches in his throat. He knew Prince Heero was Trieze�s brother, but this man in front of him couldn�t look less like the King. He is much shorter, though taller than Duo, deep intense eyes surrounded by thick dark eyelashes, his chocolate hair a disheveled mess, as if he�d just had a tussle in bed. A blush stains the captive�s cheeks as he imagines that sculpted body naked lying in a bed of silk�he gulps. Duo had known he was gay from a very young age, one reason he�d learned fighting skills. If anyone ever found out, he was determined to defend himself to the last. The fact his new, absolutely straight �Master� was devastatingly handsome in those tight pants and billowing shirt with an obscenely indecent neckline�was not going to bode well for his poor hormones.

Prince Heero Yuy was not a man known to be speechless. Often he turned to grunting and mono-syllables, merely to work things in his mind. But as soon as he�d entered the room and seen the slight boy peeking around his brother�s tall shoulder his breath had died in his throat. Never had he seen a boy so delicate and yet so entirely masculine. He watches Trieze push the handcuffed Duo in front of him in presentation. Heero watches, his faced school to impassiveness, as Duo fidgets, the long fall of auburn hair trembling around him like a live animal. The feelings intensify and Heero is not sure he likes this uncontrollable response. J had taught him the uncontrollable was a threat.

� Prince Heero may I present you your gift freshly washed.� Said gift sighs irritably.

� Can ya stop referring to me as a gift? Its kinda weird, I gotta name ya know.� Wufei shakes his head as Quatre and Trowa gasp, Heero�s eyes growing wide.

� That is not a way you address a King!� Heero automatically responds. Trieze merely raises a hand to temper Heero�s growing anger.

� Heero, he has lived his life on the street, etiquette is not taught there. Besides, his blatant disregard for proper speech is a mere attempt to lure us to believe he is less intelligent than he wants us to know.� The four men blink in surprise and Duo grins.

� I have never been called out like that you know? I suppose though if you had discovered my numerous body count than you surely would know of my time with the Gypsies. I�m honored you would go to such great lengths to learn about me.� Wufei�s mouth gapes open.

� H-how-� But its surprisingly Trowa that answers.

� I understand. Some assassinations require more than sneaking through bedrooms. What easier way to get to a courtier�s side than to act as nobles act.� Duo smiles grimly as Quatre looks between his lover and Duo.

� But, how would living with Gypsies help with that?� Trowa smiles gently.

� They are masters of disguise and can easily make noble clothing, I suppose they also taught you stealth and the art of weapons along with mannerisms?� Duo grins widely and strangely-begins to sing.

� Swallows in the north quiet their song-� Trowa is stunned for a moment before responding in kind.

� While the trails of the sun have been long gone-� Duo does a spin and a hop, clapping his restrained hands on the downbeat.

� And I�ll ne�er return after the dawn -� Trowa executes a neat skip, clicking his heels.

� My gypsy heart must travel on.� They end, bowing to each other.

� You�ve spent time with Gypsies!� Duo exclaims excitedly, completely forgetting the other men now gaping in the room.

� I was a contortionist and acrobat, not to mention a knife thrower.� Duo nods in admiration. Quatre�s mouth gapes open.

� I didn�t know that!� He cries out, feeling a little hurt as his lover turns guiltily towards him.

� It was quite a long time ago.� He answers sheepishly, returning to his proper military posture. Trieze laughs heartily and claps his brother on the back not noticing his growing anger.

� Looks like you�ve got a couple of talented gypsies on your hands.� Heero continues to frown in annoyance. He did not like being uninformed about his closest companions nor the impudence of his new slave nor his brothers indulgence in it!

� Trowa, why did I not know either?� Trowa turns surprised to his Prince.

� They took me in when I was very small, I do not remember much before that. My family decided to travel to another kingdom, but I had�� His eyes slide to the little blonde still fuming on his right.

� He fell in love.� Wufei finishes and Quatre flushes.

� That�s why you joined the guard?� Heero growls.

� I-I-� Trowa flounders and that didn�t bode well with Duo. So what where Trowa came from? He drew himself up and pushed himself in front of the Prince.

� Hey, leave him alone, so what how he got here, gypsies are pretty thorough in their training-� A loud slap echoes the room and Duo rocks back on his heels, clutching at his cheek in astonishment.

� Trieze may not care for your impudence but I will not tolerate it!� Truth was, as soon as the braided boy had stepped close Heero had felt the heat emanating from him, his body had wanted to lean forwards and capture that heat in his arms. The onslaught of that urge had scared him, he�d reacted without thinking.

� Wufei Quatre, take him away. Trowa please inform Zechs that I am heightening security.� With that Heero retreated to his bedroom, slamming the door shut. Duo could feel tears springing to his eyes, partially from the sheer force of the hit, it was defiantly going to bruise with a black eye. The other part because Heero was such a prick, but his body wanted him non the less. The sheer power and sensuality that poured from the exotic Prince buckled his knees. He doesn�t even struggle as the two sorcerers take him on each side, leading him from the room.
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