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Mystics & Magics
Part Three
By: Valandra
Whatever his intentions had been for the morning, waking early to incessant knocking wasn’t it. Rolling onto his back with a groan, Wu Fei brought a hand up to rub at sleep-darkened eyes. Dropping his hand to cover a yawn, Wu Fei sat up with a reluctant sigh and glanced towards his sleeping companions. ‘Plural? …Oh yes…,’ he thought, recalling the night’s events. As both were still sleeping, he slipped from the bed silently, replacing the sheets over the two in his absence. Slipping a pair of slippers over his feet as he went, Wu Fei felt his lips press into a frown when the knocking continued. Tying off a dark colored, silken robe, he flipped the lights on in the main room as he passed through.
“Yes, what is it?” he demanded upon opening the door. His expression darkened after examining the colors and embroidery on the two’s uniforms. “I do not recall sending a request to your department. What business have you here?”
One was a Wicca Healer, and the other a representative of the Slave Guild. The latter stepped forward first, an almost hesitant look in his eyes before he firmed his resolve. “Forgive us sir, but we received notice a half-hour ago, that you have received a new slave. It must be registered if you intend to keep it.” He felt his breath catch with fear when obsidian eyes narrowed on him, the Guardian’s anger and irritation growing. ‘How did I draw the short stick for this?’ Swallowing thickly, Azoles firmed his resolve and felt the Wicca behind him step forward to join his side once more.
“’Tis procedure only, my lord. We’ve meant no disrespect or disturbance.” She was unflinching beneath Wu Fei’s attention, much to Azoles’ envy.
Lips tight in a displeased frown, Wu Fei restrained any other actions that would further reveal his building anger and suspicions. “And who sent this notification?”
The Wicca, Anoxia, calmly looked towards her companion, curious in her own right. The man had stopped by her office on his way here, with little explanation. What little he had said, had led her to believe her skills would be needed for an abused slave. When they arrived at the quarters for the Ban’nins of Peace and Justice, her confusion was understandable. ‘I don’t recall a time when either have owned a slave. Even if they did, I would expect their’s to be one of the safer homes. And if I’m not mistaken, his irritation wasn’t anger until Azoles opened his mouth.’
Eye twitching, Wu Fei turned his gaze to the representative as well. He was gratified to see the man flinch, and pressed his lips thinner to keep from smirking. Azoles glanced between the two quickly, before returning his attention to Wu Fei and dropping his gaze in shame. “I-it was my first work-order for the day. I-I don’t remember a name being attached.”
Releasing an aggravated breath, Wu Fei stepped back and waved the two in. “We regularly take this day for rest. You’ll wait here while I wake my companions.” He arched a brow at Azoles, daring him to open his mouth when he looked as if he would protest or argue the point. Nodding once, Wu Fei motioned the two towards the cushioned seats in the room, a very faint smile on his lips for Anoxia alone. Leaving the two, Wu Fei returned to the sleeping room, easing the lights on.
He wasn’t surprised to see Heero was already awake and sitting up before he even reached the bed. Wu Fei could easily read the questions in his lover’s cobalt eyes. “Someone’s already notified the Guild of our little gift here. A representative and a healer are here to confirm his status and register him.”
Heero frowned and looked down to the still sleeping youth. Duo had followed him when he’d sat up, and was now resting with his head in Heero’s lap, his body curled around the elder’s leg. Both Guardians found it rather endearing. “But…who?”
Wu Fei shook his head and took a seat on the bed beside the two. “I’ve my suspicions, but we’ll discuss them later. For now, we should wake Duo, and prepare him for the healer’s examination. It seems the Representative did not expect to find the youth in one piece.”
Heero snorted and looked down to his fingers, watching as he subconsciously stroked the boy’s thick locks from his sleeping face. “Do we truly have such a reputation?” he asked, amused in spite of himself.
“So it would seem,” Wu Fei agreed, his lips curving upward as he observed his lover’s easy acceptance of the youth. “Would I be correct in assuming you likewise have no desirer to send him back unaccepted?”
Fingers tightening in Duo’s hair, Heero’s expression tightened and he nodded once. A quiet moan drew their attention downward, where Duo was stirring beside them. Brilliant lilac eyes blinked open, their color a brighter difference with sleep then the plumb the night’s lust had darkened them to, but no less breath-taking. They blinked a few times before focusing on the two watching him. Duo smiled shyly and ducked his eyes after a moment. “Morning,” his voice was smooth, sultry even in its softness. Both Guardians shivered and shared a look.
Wu Fei slipped his fingers beneath Duo’s chin and tipped his head back up. “Good morning to you as well. How are you feeling?”
Shivering, Duo leaned into the touch before peaking up at the dark eyes. “Well, thank you.”
Wu Fei’s lips twitched, equally pleased and amused. “I’m pleased to hear that. We’ve two guests that wish to see you. One to have you registered; another’s a Healer. Are you ready?”
Head tipped against Wu Fei’s hand, Duo glanced up between the two through his lashes before nodding faintly. “A-alright,” he agreed. He moved to sit up, only to gasp and fall back against Heero with a pained wince. Frowning, Heero soothed a hand down the youth’s back while Wu Fei tipped the boy’s head back up.
Humming thoughtfully, Wu Fei smiled faintly and lowered his fingers to the boy’s collar. “You’re still tender,” he surmised. “There’s no need for the Representative to see you, I can take these to him myself.” Duo felt a light tug at his collar before Wu Fei held up the three blank rings. The obsidian-eyed Ban’nin felt his smile grew a touch, seeing a hint of awe in the boy’s eyes. “I do however, want the Healer to see to you. You’ll cooperate with her.”
Duo nodded his agreement, despite the fact that it had not been a request. It earned him a sound of approval from Wu Fei, and Heero resumed petting the youth’s hair. Standing from the bed, Wu Fei slipped his slippers back on and gave the two a final nod before leaving them.
Entering the sitting room, he found the two “guests” where he’d left them in separate seats. He locked eyes with the healer first. “You may enter now. I’m concerned over how sensitive he seems to be, even for having been a virgin.”
Anoxia nodded once as she stood, wicker basket in hand. “I understand, my lord. I’ll be both prudent and gentle.” Simple, innocent smile in place as she followed the path to the sleeping room, Anoxia swore she saw Wu Fei’s lips twitch.
Azoles had stood a second after her, but hesitated to follow. He froze after a few steps, pinned beneath Wu Fei’s hardened gaze. “You, however,” Wu Fei continued, his voice noticeably cooled. “Have no business with him. Your’s is the duty to see that he is registered, is it not?” he continued when the man dared to open his mouth to protest.
“Y-yes, sir, but--”
“Then these are all that you need from him, are they not? In addition to Heero’s mark as well as mine own?” Wu Fei arched a brow at the man, wondering with mild curiosity if Azoles’ face was growing so red from anger or shame. ‘Let’s make certain it’s the latter, shall we?’
“S-sir….”
Shifting the three rings, he made it obvious that Azoles was meant to come retrieve them. “The third will mark his standing as a Kami’s personal gift, as it should.”
“My lord, please,” Azoles tried once more, his voice growing fainter with each attempt to silence the Ban’nin. He withered beneath the Guardian’s frozen gaze.
“If you are further ignorant on what such a symbol should appear as, I may bring you a sample, along with the other two,” Wu Fei sighed, displeasure and disappointment clear.
“If my lord will, that is not…not the entire issue,” Azoles corrected his choice of words, realizing he was indeed ignorant on such a symbol. He flinched beneath the elder’s condescending gaze, resisting the urge to squirm beneath its silent demand. “I--I do not have the tools I need…to engrave them, my lord.” Azoles bit his tongue to keep from whimpering and ducked his head in shame. He could feel the Ban’nin’s anger with him; it radiated from the man.
“It is no small wonder I avoid dealings with your guild, if you are the example they deem to send to not one, but two Ban’nin, to handle the matters of a Kami’s gift. You fail to know the parameters of the notice attached to your work-order, and then have the unmitigated gall to shift your blame from yourself to the morning hours. On top of this, you retrieve a Wicca Healer from her own duties to accompany you on your own, without informing her of the need. If I learn that her time from her office has cost or burdened another, I will see to it that the weight of it falls to you as well.
“And finally,” Wu Fei continued, scarcely pausing for a breath. “You have further failed your position as well as your Guild, in your lack of preparation. You may rest assured that I will be speaking to your Guild Master of these things. And if,” he stressed his next words, eyes locked with Azoles’ own, a small smile curving his lips as the man’s face drained of all color. “If there are any mistakes or mishaps with these tags or his registration, it will be more then your position at risk. Do I make myself clear?”
Swallowing thickly, Azoles nodded shakily and took the three rings into trembling hands. “Y-yes, yes my lord. I-I’ll have these re-returned b-by noon. Yu-you have my wor-word.” With that and a sloppy bow, Azoles made a hasty retreat. Without any of the three samples.
Rubbing his forehead, Wu Fei shook his head. He let his shoulders slump before the threatening headache could take root, then stretched to relax and rid himself of the residue anger and irritation. ‘Though more irritation then anger, for now.’ Shaking his head once more, he turned on his heel and by-passed the sleeping room for the bathing chambers. ‘The waters will take a few minutes to warm and fill.’
ooOoo
Anoxia was filling a pair of vials when Wu Fei rejoined the group, her examination already finished. She paused in her task and looked up to give the Guardian a nod of approval, having heard the running waters. “It seems the ointment used in his preparations had quite a bit of herbal stimulants mixed in. I would advise a gentle but thorough cleaning. I’m mixing a few pain relievers and muscle relaxers, for until he has built up a bit more endurance. Other then that, he is in good health and fitness. A bit pale, but I believe that to be natural. There we are.” Sealing the two vials with small quarks, she passed a third to Duo himself. She arched a brow when the boy hesitated and instead looked towards Heero for permission. He swallowed the contents in a single go when he received a nod of approval; Heero tightened his arm around the boy’s waist at the sight, more pleased with the immediate obedience then he thought he should be.
Anoxia couldn’t help her childishly amused smile. ‘For a pair so obviously apposed to the practice,’ she thought, stealing a glance at Wu Fei without his notice, so focused was he on the two resting on the bed. ‘They are both quite taken with this human slave. More-so than for simple protection from the fate that would befall him, should they not have accepted him. It is good though, that there is no resentment between the three for their acceptance. I saw the box, no doubt the boy was thrust up for presentation; the ointment alone leaves me no doubt of his giver’s intended use. Had they not accepted as he was given, he would be free to the masses and broken within days.’ Anoxia suppressed a shudder at the thought. Such things screamed out as great wrongs to her Healer’s soul, whether she knew the slave or not. ‘I know many jest that to leave a slave with either of them would mean the slave’s death, but I truly think it to be the other way around--if the slaver were to be left alone with them…. I hope they both realize they’ll have to watch their step now, or be accused as hypocrites. Though honestly, neither are of a rank to refuse a Kami’s generosity, without great insult.’
Swallowing back a sigh, Anoxia made a quiet sound in her throat after she had her things packed back in her basket. “Few are the healers trained in a human’s inner-anatomy and physics, myself one of them. If you will, I shall draw up a list of those qualified and have it brought to you.” She received approval from both, and more obvious gratitude from Wu Fei.
The dark-haired Ban’nin walked with her to the chamber’s entrance, but paused and looked back towards the two on the bed. “The waters should be filled. Take him to the baths, and I’ll join you in a moment.” Receiving a nod, he rejoined the healer in the sitting room and continued to the door.
“Despite the lack of a proper request, we are grateful for your presence, good Healer. If you would, send notice with your list, of any troubles this unexpected trip might have caused you or your fellows.”
Turning to look up at the elder, Anoxia tipped her head to the side and smiled after a moment, understanding killing her protest. “As you will, my lord. I wish you and yours a good day.”
“You as well,” Wu Fei returned, then stepped back to shut the door after her. Sighing softly, he stood there for a moment with his hand on the chamber door before straightening and joining his companions in the bathing chambers.
ooOoo
“Are the herbs working?” Wu Fei’s voice was as smooth as the warm water over the decorative stones. His fingers caressed Duo’s spine and the cleft of his ass meaningfully. Duo gave a mild start as the fingers wondered lower, but answered honestly and nodded. Head lowered with a blush, he missed the look of surprise Heero shot Wu Fei.
“Wu Fei--” Heero started, unable to believe that his lover would think to start another round so soon. He fell silent when his dark-eyed partner gave him a look of assurance.
“You’ll have to push it out,” Wu Fei instructed, his voice a breath against Duo’s ear. Standing behind the youth, both chest deep in the water, he brushed two fingers against the slave’s entrance meaningfully. Blush deepening, Duo nodded, a quiet sound escaping his throat, a mixture of embarrassed shame and enjoyment. Beckoning Heero to stand in front of them, he stroked Duo’s inner-thighs. “Wrap your legs around Heero, and your arms about his neck for balance.”
Dawning realization was growing in Heero’s eyes, followed quickly by displeasure at the thought of toys left so deeply in their new companion. Duo’s hold on him was loose, his limbs trembling, drawing Heero from his thoughts. “Shh,” he soothed, firming his hold on the boy, hands pressed flat against the youth’s back, rubbing gently. “Easy,” he cautioned.
“S-sorry,” Duo breathed, eyes clinched and hidden; he pressed his face in the crook of Heero’s neck and his own arm. Brushing loose strands of gold and chestnut aside, as they had first braided then pinned his hair up, Wu Fei pressed a kiss against the nape of Duo’s neck, then trailed them down and over his shoulders. He scissored the two fingers he’d eased into the boy, intent on further loosening the muscles. Face still hidden, Duo hissed and pulled himself tighter against Heero.
“Easy is correct,” Wu Fei murmured, his lips tickling Duo’s spine. “Your own pace Duo, there is no shame in it.” Duo swallowed another whimper. Unable to find his voice, he pressed his lips to Heero’s throat and jaw to express his gratitude. He felt Heero’s pulse flutter, and heard a deep sound from him, encouraging his lips further. He found it served as a wonderful distraction for himself as well; he felt Wu Fei’s lips curve against his shoulder-blade as if in response. Wu Fei had to pause in his own actions, willing himself to resist the growing urge to nip at the sweet-tasting flesh. Their goal was to relax Duo, not cause him to tense in startlemeant, no matter how pleasing the youth might have found it. ‘Later,’ he promised himself. Though later, if he allowed himself to stop and think about it, he might wonder what was so intoxicating about the boy that he would so easily entertain such thoughts towards him.
As the balls moved with his muscles’ contractions, Duo muffled a moan against Heero’s throat. He couldn’t stifle the moan that rose from his throat when he felt Wu Fei’s fingers brush the first ball. He pushed back instinctively as they retreated with another muffled moan. Heat rose in his face and neck, his masters’ words of comfort and encouragement as shaming as they were appreciated. Wu Fei’s fingers were rubbing his entrance, causing him further distraction and making it impossible for him to remain still. Heero’s arms tightened around him, but it did nothing to alleviate the sensations.
“O-oh,” Duo whimpered as the balls stopped moving. He could feel them pressing against his entrance, much as Wu Fei’s fingers were from the outside, the duel pressure causing him to shiver. Steady hands stroked his spine, lending him a sense of stability. Sucking his lips in, Duo pressed them tight against another shamed whimper and pushed harder, forcing the first ball out and into his master’s waiting hand. A quiet moan escaped him, more sensual then relieved as the second ball took the first’s place, pressed tightly against his entrance.
Heero’s hands moved, the loss of their comforting strokes drawing Duo’s attention to Wu Fei’s hands on his hips. He realized their intent and shook his head, hoping he wasn’t wrong in his assumption. “T-there’s one more,” he whispered, his voice trembling. Both of his masters paused, causing him to tense. Wu Fei’s hands withdrew, and Heero’s moved; in the seconds that followed, Duo feared he’d spoken out of line, that they knew well and good of the second and had intended to leave it. But then the hands returned to his spine, and the fingers to his entrance.
Wu Fei brushed a kiss over Duo’s shoulder blade as his fingers tickled the boy’s puckered flesh. “My apologies Duo,” Wu Fei murmured, his lips a breath from the other’s ear. The slave froze in his actions, the ball sucked back up by his clinched muscles in response to his utter surprise; he could hear the honesty in Wu Fei’s tone, even a hint of shame. “That must have been most uncomfortable for you.”
Though their placement hadn’t been his doing, Wu Fei still felt responsible for the toys. He’d felt them when he took the boy the night before, but had foolishly assumed there to only be one. ‘If there had been even more, I could have done him serious or even permanent harm…. Such careless over-use, why would any feel the need for so much in his preparations? He’s responsive enough without their use.’
Releasing a deep breath and with it his thoughts, Wu Fei returned his attention to the youth pinned between Heero and himself. He shared a small smile with his lover, then lowered his head to brush his lips against what he could find of Duo’s jaw. “Relax,” he coaxed the trembling slave, his fingers gentle against Duo’s clinched entrance. “The fault lies with us, but you must still push the last out.” He shared another look with Heero when the boy nodded faintly, this one touched with pride as the boy’s trembling and tension eased.
The second ball escaped with another muffled cry from the slave, though this time Duo went lax against Heero in relief. And yet after a few seconds, he wiggled his hips, finding the balls’ absence strange even in his relief. He felt…empty, and wondered at it; for most of his time with the balls inside of him, he’d slept with no notice of them.
Unnoticed, Wu Fei gave Heero a faint nod, earning a smile from the blue-eyed Guardian. Leaning back, Heero removed an arm from around Duo and coaxed the boy’s eyes up, his fingers gently gripping the boy’s chin. With another encouraging nod from his lover, Heero bowed his head forward and brushed his lips over Duo’s. “You did well,” Heero murmured before claiming his lips. He brushed his tongue against Duo’s bite-swollen bottom lip, seeking entrance.
After depositing the two toys on the bath’s ledge, Wu Fei returned to watch the lip-lock with growing interest. He caught a hint of tongue when their heads shifted, their lips parting just enough for air without breaking the kiss. Duo had released his grip around Heero’s shoulders, only to move his hands to the back of his master’s head. Wu Fei suspected the boy had tried to unhook his legs as well, but Heero’s hand beneath his ass kept him in place. Silently drawing closer, Wu Fei canted his head to the side, intrigued. Submissive though Duo was to the kiss, the boy was far from inactive or inattentative. He didn’t fight or resist Heero’s domination of the kiss, but his body was far from motionless.
Reclaiming his place behind Duo, Wu Fei realized the youth was doing more then rubbing his and Heero’s erections between their bodies. While cupping his ass to keep him in place, Heero had slipped a couple of fingers into the boy’s passage, which Duo now rode quite eagerly.
Taken by a sudden wicked intent, Wu Fei slipped around the two, his fingers’ light touch over Heero’s back drawing a shiver from his lover. Pressing forward against Heero’s backside, Wu Fei nibbled on his ear before whispering his thoughts. “Why not claim him Heero,” his breath tickled his partner’s ear. “Bring you both completion.”
Moaning into Duo’s mouth, Heero broke the kiss and tipped his head back as much as the two would let him, his eyes seeking Wu Fei’s. “What about you?” he asked after a moment, unable to read an answer in the other’s dark eyes.
A small smirk slowly curled Wu Fei’s lips. He tipped his head forward to claim Heero’s lips, his tongue tasting two unique flavors. Without breaking the kiss, he brushed his fingers through Duo’s bangs and down his cheek, eyes and touch assuring the slave. As he broke the kiss, Wu Fei withdrew his touch and took a step back. “I’m quite content to watch.”
Heero stared at him, as if seeking certainty, while Duo looked between the two without moving, realization dawning and bringing with it a fresh blush of embarrassment and pleasure. With his pale skin-tone, even the faintest of flushes glowed on Duo; it caused his already exotic eyes, darkened with pleasure and need, to stand out even more. A heartbeat later, Heero nodded once and returned his attention to Duo, his breath catching at the sight. Hands braced on his master’s shoulders for balance, Duo was looking up at him, watching him through the fall of bangs and thick lashes, neither doing anything to hide the desire in his eyes depths.
Swallowing back a groan, Heero reclaimed Duo’s swollen lips while withdrawing his fingers. He smirked against Duo’s parted lips, swallowing the boy’s protesting whimper. He tightened his hands on the boy’s hips when Duo sought to follow the retreating digits, and drank in his needy sounds that followed. A few feet away, he thought he heard Wu Fei chuckle at the sight.
Digging his fingers into Duo’s hips, Heero broke the kiss as he lifted Duo against him. When his intention was clear to the slave, Duo stopped his squirming and sought his master’s eyes, disregarding everything he had been told the day before in favor of what his masters had shown him and asked of him already. He read pleasure in Heero’s eyes for the act and smiled faintly, relaxing in his master’s hold. The spell was broken a moment later when he felt the head of Heero’s thickness bump against his entrance. Lips parting with an eager moan, Duo’s head fell back, exposing his throat and tightening the collar.
A quiet hiss escaped the slave as Heero eased him down unfaltering, until he had taken all of his master inside. He was sure his fingers would bruise Heero’s shoulders, but the elder never once protested. Duo shifted against him and moaned, feeling fuller then he had before loosing the balls. After another few heartbeats, he wondered why Heero wasn’t moving; he wiggled his hips in hopes of encouraging the elder, only to gasp an instant later when Heero’s teeth nip his collar bone. His teeth worked their way up until Duo could feel warm breath against his ear.
“Tighten your legs,” Heero instructed, grunting when the boy shifted against him. “I want you to move at your own pace.” The instruction drew a quiet groan from Duo before the slave did as he was told. He moved slowly at first, feeling every inch of Heero as he impaled himself over and again, giving himself willingly to his master’s claim. It wasn’t enough and he soon increased his pace, ridding Heero as hard and fast as his position would allow him.
Feeling Duo’s legs tremble around him, Heero tightened his hold on the boy’s hips and added his own strength to the act, lifting Duo before bringing him back down, harder then the boy could do on his own. The act pleased them both, if Duo’s surprised outcry and subsequent gasps were to be judged. He soon surrendered himself completely to Heero’s hold and strength.
Wu Fei held off his own release until he could see his partners’ expressions of bliss. Pressing back against the bathing pool’s edge, he tightened his hand around himself and shut his eyes, replaying the scene that had just unfolded before him. Before his own release had tapered off, he snapped his eyes open, having heard a frightened whimper. His eyes proved his hearing was fine; Duo was trembling in Heero’s arms, fear radiating from the young slave. A quick glance at Heero proved his partner was at just as much of a loss as he himself was for the cause.
“Duo?” Heero asked as gently as he could, brushing one hand along the boy’s spine. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, uncertain of what else could have upset the boy. He hadn’t thought he’d hurt Duo, the boy’s reactions until then hadn’t implied that he was in pain. The boy shook his bowed head, refusing still to look up at him.
When he reached them, Wu Fei would have none of that and gently but firmly forced the boy’s chin up. Duo’s eyes were still dark with his release, his tears adding a fractured beauty to them. Before Wu Fei could part his lips to speak, Duo’s own parted, his voice quiet and unsteady. “S-s-sorry.” He tried to look away when Wu Fei’s reaction was to frown.
“Why?” Wu Fei prompted, tipping the boy’s head up further when he lowered his eyes.
“I…I couldn’t stop….” Duo whispered, his heart beating fearfully in his chest. He could see the confusion in both of his masters, and closed his eyes when that confusion slowly turned to comprehension.
“But….” Heero’s voice was quiet as he tried to puzzle out the slave’s reaction. “Why would you?”
The question surprised Duo enough that he opened his eyes and looked towards the elder without any prompting from Wu Fei. “I--you didn’t….” he trailed off helplessly, drying eyes darting between his two masters.
Wu Fei was the first to understand, though that didn’t surprise the young slave; Wu Fei had given him permission the night before. Releasing Duo’s chin, Wu Fei instead stroked the boy’s cheek, the gentle smile on his lips surprising the youth into stillness. “I think you’ll find us to be most…unusual masters, young Duo. Neither of us are the type to take without concern for our partner.” Glancing towards Heero, Wu Fei saw the other was slowly understanding what had happened. One hand cupping Duo’s cheek, he brushed his other along Heero’s spine, silently cautioning the other to remain calm. Duo was already proving himself to be quite attuned to their emotions; they didn’t want him to misunderstand Heero’s anger.
“Unless otherwise told,” Wu Fei continued, his dark onyx eyes returning to Duo’s. “You will not be denied your own release Duo. You do not need permission for it either. Do you understand?”
Looking between the two once more, Duo nodded after a moment. Sniffing, he smiled wanly for them before lowering his head to Heero’s shoulder. He could feel the turmoil his master’s emotions were in, and knew he was the cause. ‘Unusual Masters,’ Duo thought, repeating Wu Fei’s words to himself.
Wu Fei brushed his fingers along Duo’s jaw, watching the youth’s eyes as he fell into his thoughts. “And what are you thinking so hard on now?” he prodded, relieved that both Heero and Duo were once more relaxed. Duo blinked and his smile became a touch sheepish, though his head remained resting upon Heero’s shoulder.
Wetting his lips, Duo lowered his lashes but didn’t look away from Wu Fei. “That, aside from a short hour of instruction, I know little of how to be a…proper slave.”
Heero and Wu Fei shared an amused look before moving their small group from the waters. “For the best, I expect,” Wu Fei mussed. Retrieving a towel, he gently dried the young human while Heero retrieved one for himself. “I do wonder though, how did you come to be with us?”
Raising his arms at Wu Fei’s silent prompting, Duo twisted to look at the elder, confused. “I don’t understand,” he confessed.
“You weren’t born to this life,” Wu Fei clarified. “Nor this realm, I suspect. Humans are a rarity here. To have reached your age and remain untouched until now is unheard of.” Straightening up, Wu Fei reached out and carefully released Duo’s hair.
Understanding then, Duo lowered his gaze to his hands. He shook his head faintly after his braid fell free. Heero rejoined them and started undoing his braid while Wu Fei dried himself. “I…don’t know.”
To Be Continued….
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