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Between Night and Day	By : kracken Category: Gundam Wing/AC > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Between Night and Day
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"I don't understand why you want to cure me," Duo sighed as he fidgeted and waited for Wu Fei's latest potion to have an effect.

The man was simply staring at him, unblinkingly, as he sat on a high stool with a brass time piece held in one hand. His dark velvet robe and slippers were catching the evening sunset through the high window, a ripple of red tingeing a river of dark.

Duo hated inactivity. He twitched, wanting to at least pace the confines of the work room, but he knew better. The chill floor was making him shiver. The fireplace was banked, giving off little light or heat. The big lantern by Wu Fei's elbow, on his broad, round work table, seemed to cast a too bright unearthly light and Duo found himself passing the time staring at it, wondering if it was a normal flame or some captured spirit or demon.

"Change," Wu Fei said suddenly, the first word that he had spoken in over twenty minutes.

Duo started and stared, unprepared for the order, and then came back to himself and began undressing. He dropped his clothing in a pile at his feet, and then shivered in earnest as he stood, nude, in front of his Master. Attempting the change was as simple as taking a deep breath and thinking 'wolf'.

Duo was warmer, instantly and on four feet, tongue lolling from a muzzle full of sharp teeth. He knew that Wu Fei would want his other shape as well and thought, 'hawk'. He was colder in the next instant and ruffling feathers, his claws not liking the chill stone. He hopped over to where stone became carpeted floor and leapt up to perch on a chair arm. Brown wings that had hints of reddish bronze did not make him a drab hawk. His black beak, keen eyes, and russet tail feathers were impressive.

Wu Fei clicked off the watch timer and sighed. He leaned to make notes in a very large book opened on the table beside the lantern. "Perhaps more candomin root," Wu Fei muttered. "The wolf change took slightly longer, this time. I may be on the right track."

When Wu Fei stood and moved to his table of potions, burners, and materials, Duo knew that he was forgotten, his question, as always, unanswered. He supposed that Wu Fei never bothered with an answer, because Duo already surmised what it was. Wu Fei did not like unnatural creatures. The accident that had allowed Duo to change his form had made him one.

Wu Fei extinguished the big lantern, as if its job were done, and he didn't want to waste whatever energy powered it, and began lighting tall candles. Duo changed and put his clothes back on as the last of the sun dipped and all that was left was the warm flickering candle light. The lab took on a more welcoming glow, then, and it reminded him of his first nights in that place, huddled in his cubby hole and wondering what to make of the man who had taken him in out of the rain.

It had seemed like such a small thing, a meager show of gratitude, to help the man with the dragon shadow prove that his newest potion was effective on more than small animals. A small sip from a beaker of liquid, that had tasted like bitter berry with a fiery after taste, and he had successfully changed, not only into a wolf, but a hawk, as well. A reflection of his spirit, Wu Fei had told him angrily, when his 'gift' had been discovered. Impulsive, flighty, and thoughtless of consequences.

Wu Fei had striven to cure him after that, never accepting Duo's assurance that he didn't mind his alternate forms. Dire warnings of what was to come, a possible confusion of wolf/hawk/and man after puberty, had not dampened Duo's enthusiasm for what he considered a wonderful and useful power. He didn't dare voice his relief that yet another potion had failed to eliminate the permanent change that had been meant to only be temporary.

Duo slipped out of the room and went to the warmer kitchen. A stew was still hot in its cast iron pot over the hearth fire and a tin of bread was still crispy and golden just outside of the coals. Who made the meals, Duo couldn't guess. Like the lantern, and Wu Fei's true shape, it was a mystery. Sometimes, Duo felt a presence in the kitchen, but he never caught sight of any corporeal being. It never washed dishes, though, and that task always fell to Duo.

With that in mind, Duo dipped a spoon into the stew pot and began eating, instead of using a bowl. He felt a very distinct sense of displeasure around him that would have made him lay down his ears uncertainly if he had been in his wolf form.

"Master Wu Fei almost never eats what you cook.," Duo told the presence. "When he can pull himself away from his work long enough, he hunts."

Duo recalled finding a gutted and well eaten deer carcass in the miden one day, claw and teeth marks on the hide attesting to Wu Fei's great size and dangerous nature. The man did enjoy finer, cooked foods and wines, on occasion, but they seemed to upset his stomach in the same way that a snake might find meat that isn't raw or fresh a bother to its digestion.

The displeasure didn't go away. Duo took a few slices of fresh bread and decided to eat them elsewhere. Discarding his clothing in the warmth near the fire, he left the main house.

A high wall at the back of the home, that protected herbs and vegetables planted in tight, neat rows also supported a thick stone shed for potting and storing root vegetables. Duo had long ago called it his own, a place to have some real privacy. He had strewn some bedding under the potting table and had made his own brazier for heat. Not that he needed it in his wolf form. It was here that he could use it at will away from the censure of a guardian who thought that he should never use it at all.

Duo finished his bread as he curled in his bedding, every scent and taste heightened and pleasurable in his wolf form. He could understand his guardian's concern. There was a definite urge to run into the darkness, to stretch muscles and check out the alluring scent of other canine's close by. Females in heat, males excited and musky. Wu Fei imagined him succumbing to animal rut and losing himself entirely. Duo had more control than that and a distaste for the females that had more to do with a lack of real interest than any aversion to taboo mating.

Instead, Duo imagined, sometimes, that he was lifting his tail for other pursuits, ones in which he believed might cause Wu Fei to disown him. He couldn't help a submissive tremble and whine when he took in a deep breath of male musk, though, especially when that male was excited. Canine's stirred primal urges, but it was the male humans and their musk that Duo was most interested in.

It was easy to take care of the need in wolf form, not so easy to quell the desire. When he smelled old roses, unexpectedly, that desire took on a new form. No musk here, no scent of dripping desire, or heated hormones. This was cool, steady, assured, yet just as powerful an attraction. Duo helplessly unsheathed his need again and couldn't help a deep throated noise as his desire found sudden focus.

In wolf form Duo slipped out of the shed and stood among the kale plants, moonlight catching on the points of his fur and giving him a silvery appearance. The Night Creature was balanced on the top of the wall, looking down at him, blue eyes steady and compelling.

Duo wanted him to speak, wanted to know his voice along with the allure of his scent, but the creature remained silent, letting his power ensnare Duo, if he would allow it.

Duo changed and his arousal became all too human. He stood, pale in the moonlight, and then took a step forward.

"I was told that you won't leave me alone until you drink my blood," Duo said and it sounded too loud in the silence. Naked, he was getting goose bumps from the cold, but it wasn't diminishing his desire.

The night creature made a small movement and he was suddenly before Duo, reaching out a hand to cup his cheek. His skin felt a little warmer than the night air, and softer than a dove's breast. His other hand encircled Duo's waist, tentative, gentle, and almost timid, as it pulled Duo into a position against the creature's chest. Those eyes never left Duo's, searching, compelling, yet entire attitude waiting.

The smell of old roses became stronger and Duo felt himself drifting. He was losing to the allure and he very much wanted to lose. Even if it was only once, he felt that he wanted those teeth at his neck, wanted those lips touching his warmth and connecting with him a passion as heady as sex.

Wu Fei's warning that they were not human, and that they didn't have human concerns and desires, was suddenly a forgotten thing. Duo found his hands on a strong chest, smoothing down powerful, tightly knit arms, and tangling in rich leather clothing. Off, he thought. It was all in the way. He struggled with a belt buckle and the creature appeared puzzled as Duo pushed down dark leather pants to reveal a very human anatomy underneath.

"Take me," Duo whispered desperately. "Take ALL of me."

Blue eyes widened and then those arms encircled Duo tightly. He felt himself losing cohesion, his body flying away and becoming one with the mist, one with the creature who had him in an inescapable grip.

There was a roar that was powerful enough to shake mountains. Half corporeal, Duo looked down and realized that the ground was flowing away quickly and that he was merging with the night sky. The creature that surged up from the ground to catch him was black as the night, scales like burnished dark metal, clashing together, and red wings opening like the sails of a great sailing vessel. The white claws, like scimitars, and the open mouth full of equally long, sharp teeth promised eminent destruction in a maw filling with fire. Larger than the house, it seemed impossible to escape.

Dragon, Duo thought blearily. It was Wu Fei trying to rescue him. He didn't want rescue, though, Duo thought, and turned his face away, glad when they easily escaped and became nothing.

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"Interesting," a beautiful voice said.

Duo blinked open eyes and found himself surrounded by stone and the body of the blue eyed night creature. He stiffened, startled. The man was naked and warm, warmer than he had been last night. Eyes closed in sleep, he seemed too relaxed, too deeply asleep. Almost dead, Duo thought with a shiver, but saw the slight rise and fall of the man's chest.

"Why would he bring you here?" the beautiful voice mused.

Earth, leaves, and... salt? cushioned Duo as he raised himself slightly. Over the night creature's shoulder he could see a young man. Golden hair, eyes as clear as morning skies shot with light, and skin glowing as if touched by the sun and set alight like the pure golden reflection on a bar of gold. Even his simple wrap was caught with light.

"He hasn't even tasted your blood," the man continued to comment.

"Who...?" Duo swallowed in a dry throat. "What's happened?"

"You have been taken by a vampire," the man said. "You have slept in his nest, something only a mate may do for the count of days it takes to breed."

"Breed?" Duo tried to get out of the night creature's embrace but it was like stone.

"There is food and there is a mate," the man informed him. "Little else marks a male vampire's existence."

"I'm a male!" Duo protested.

The man smiled warmly as he looked Duo's nude body over. "Apparently. Which makes this situation extremely puzzling."

"You're not a night creature," Duo pointed out, "What are you? Can you get me out of here?"

The man's smile grew even more warm. "I could, but I might find my self control tested. I am an Ifrit and I would like nothing better than to take your essence. It's very bright and strong."

Duo had heard enough about Ifrits to be very afraid. He cowed behind the body of a sleeping man who promised to be just as dangerous, only his purple eyes peeking out. He changed into a wolf, hoping for some protection from teeth and a strength greater than his human form.

The Ifrit raised a golden brow. "He will not let you go until darkness falls and he wakes, again. If he did not feed last night he may suck you dry instead of simply sipping enough to live. If I were you, I would endeavor to free myself."

"And face you, instead?" Duo reminded him with a tremulous voice.

The Ifrit shrugged. "Few have the choice in how they will end. You do. Your choice will be as interesting as your presence."

The Ifrit took up a guarding stance and went motionless, one with the sunlight streaming through an arch of marble.

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