Gundam Slave Boy (Finshed)

As Duo sat there thinking of how much of a downgrade his life had become which was the opposite of what Heero told him to do. He fought in the wars helped safe the earth and everything around it. When it was all said and done what did he get for thanks, thrown right back into the clutches of slavery. He thought why did he even bother trying to safe humanity if this was his thanks. Maybe it was time for him to leave this earth, he was the God of death after all if he can pass judgment on other peoples lives. Then he could most certainly pass judgment on himself, he lay there thinking of how he might be able to do this, he could always wrap the chains around his neck and chock himself. Or if he was really swift chop off his own head with the chains, run face first into the pole but that probably would not kill him. Fuck he might be able to rip out his own heart by tarring the flesh off his chest cavities with his fingernails, then ripping open his rib cage tarring out his still beating heart and bite into it before he died. “Hell NO!” he says out loud to himself, he jumps at the sound of his own voice.

It was so quite in that room where he sat on his bed brooding in his own miserable death world. “Come Think I suppose if Heero brings me food and he has a knife or even a fork yes I could stab myself with the fork really hard in the chest.” He shivers at the thought but Duo did not really want to die but he did want to die because he was so miserable his life sucked and Heero was a fuckin asshole. No one would really care if he died after all he was just a good for nothing whore who helped safe the world and was repaid with a life of slavery. Then his eyes fall on the pole he comes over to it and looks up it to see if there was anything he could do on it to help end his life. The God of death was smiling on him or he himself was smiling up at the hand of death reaching out for him. At the top of the pole was a hook, what its meaning was Duo did not care all he knew was the true God of death must be smiling down on him. He starts to climb up the pole but his chains where heavy and got in the way they kept getting under his feet he kept slipping back down the pole. “Fuck,” Duo cruses out loud getting frustrated Heero may come back at any moment and he wanted to be dead before that happened. “No damn chain that is going to help me into the arms of death my maker is going to stop me from getting to that hook!” He tells himself with a crazy look in his eyes, “Come on baby you can do it,” talking to himself like that just made his skin crawl but at the point he needed some kind of encouragement and he knew Heero would not help. Being cradled by death seemed to be a comfort for the auburn hair beauty.

With as much effort as the once strong gundam worrier could he leaps as high as he could onto the pole and then wraps his legs around it then with his arms he pulls himself up. Right hand over left hand, he was almost there when his chain had pulled back on him. “Dam it no!” he cries but then he feels the pull of his neck chain if he pulls hard enough he could just strangle himself on it. Yes thank you God of Death, he says to himself in a silent prayer. “I am coming home finally going to embrace what I am!” he says happy finally coming to this revaluation, he was so happy. Now he starts to pull very hard so the collar would cut into his neck and it was working but the chain’s where becoming heavy it seemed the pole turned slippery. This was from Duo becoming weak as the collar was cutting into his throat his fingers then let go and he falls from about 8 feet on the pole and hits the hard cold floor with a smacking sound. He misses the chains and he spits up some blood then blacks out thinking the darkness was coming waiting to see the bony white hand of death. Then there was a voice that whispers cold and true to his ear it sounded like himself. “You can’t kill the God of death honey,” they laugh. Then it felt as if many powerful things started to happen all at once.

Heero came back a couple hours later to find Duo lying as if dead on the ground his neck was black and blue, from him trying to pull so hard on it. “Duo no you can’t die I won’t let you!” Heero says as if he had the power over something like this, and it seems like he did because Duo wakes with a gasp his eyes swirling with black then turning into blue. He just lay in Heero’s lap staring up at him his eyes were glazed over with a purple tint. His mouth was hanging slightly open as if he was dead. His skin was a pale color non like Heero had ever seen and he has seen a lot of dead people and this was not right. He looked so dead but yet he was living as he heard a gargling in his throat. “Duo wake up please,” He says taking the boys body to the cot.

A light in his mind blinded Duo and he blinks and he is back in the same room, he had tried so hard to get away from. “NO why did I not die,” Duo demands to know shaky his fist at an unseen offender.

“Because I won’t let you die Duo your not leaving me ever you got that never will you leave me and to make sure of that I must perform a spell on you.” Heero says standing up, ”I won’t let death take you away from me even if you try to take your own life it won’t work after I do this.” Heero goes to his bed and he opens a little compartment where he keeps positions.

“Keep that away from me you can’t have my soul dam it you can’t my soul belongs to the God Of Death and he will become wrathful and you will suffer much!” Duo says going up against the wall, he did not know where his threats were coming from but he liked the sound of it coming from his mouth.

Heero laughs some and it did not sound like his laugh but yet it came from his mouth, “You belong to me I am your God of death,” Heero’s blue eyes swirl now into a glowing red. He comes trod Duo with the position, Heero waits no longer he pounces on Duo he was stronger then he had ever been. It seemed he did have God like strength, but Duo used his hands to try and pry Heero off of him. He was weak from the wounds so he did not stand a chance and Heero drinks the liquid himself. Which surprises Duo then he starts to breathe his breath into Duo’s nostrils.

The ever-lasting position goes into Duo’s lungs and seizes them causing them to stop working yet he was still breathing. Then it grips his heart and it stops beating but he was still living. The blood in his veins stops flowing but his life still goes on. Then a cry from somewhere deep inside comes forth he did not scream from his mouth but it was his very soul. It had been put into shackles as well then shut away in some new cell that was created in Duo’s mind. He was now dead but yet he was still in the waking world, he was wraith neither living nor dead a mere shadow of what he once was. He could feel pain and his emotions where still working he would never be able to die now. The same was said for Heero they would now be forever bound as Master and Slave. “NO why did you do this why I just want to be free,” Duo shouts feeling the pain of his soul. He digs his fingernails into the back of Heero who cries out but breaks from his grasp.

“Because we will never be separated again, I won’t be away from you I need you,” Heero answers simple he thought and his back heals from the bloody scratches Duo had given him. “Now come here,” Heero demands he pulls Duo into him and starts to kiss him like he was going to devour him. Like he was hungry for him, Duo would not be surprised if Heero ate him so that way he would always be inside of him and never able to run away again. As Heero kisses Duo he puts the chain waist around him and hooks Duo to it, “There these chains are unbreakable,” he says to Duo who groans from all the death that had really seized his body. Heero shows Duo what he means by taking a sword in his hand from the wall in his room and with all his strength he brings the sword down on the chain and the sword broke at the hilt and fell to the floor.

Duo shakes his now pale head, “Damn.” Was all he could think of to say but part of him thought being forever attached to this man would not be all together bad at lest he was the sexiest evil man he had ever known. What he thought to himself “Shut up you damn whore” he says this to himself in his mind.