DRAGON BAIT | By : Minako Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8693 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The thing was, Duo thought, Heero made a passable human.
No, that was being unfairly snide.
He made a very good human.
At first, when they*d just come down into the inn*s common room, he had been able to watch Heero watching others, the dragon youths responses a half-heartbeat too slow as he gauged others* reaction. Made judgments. Learned. Soon Heero no longer glanced at Duo to see what emotions his _expression should indicate. Heero didn*t wait for Duo to answer when somebody asked him a question. It was together that they wove their story of how their traveling group had been destroyed by a dragon and how, with no one else surviving, they had made their way to Griswold. When somebody asked why they hadn*t gone to St. Toby*s which was closer, Duo gave the same answer he had to the guards, "No work," but Heero added, "Well that and..." And he let his voice drift off, so that everybody looked at Duo, as the talkative wife, to finish the thought.
"That and.." Duo repeated, wondering what, if anything, Heero had in mind. Heero sat chin in hand, elbow on table, and in the flickering light of candles and hearth, his sapphire eyes appeared soft and gentle. Duo took note of the way the women in the room watched Heero, as though pretty eyes and sweet smile were any indication of what a person was. Duo decided Heero didn*t have anything in mind but was only trying to make things more difficult in order to watch him squirm. "St. Toby*s is not a nice place," he said with a sigh, which seemed to him to be appropriately vague and totally dull, but suddenly everyone, even Odelia*s older sister, was waiting for his next words.
Duo rolled the cup of ale which had come with their dinner between his palms. Didn*t anyone notice that Heero hadn*t taken a bite of his meal, hand never once sipped from his cup? Was the dragon not hungry at all?
"The thing is.."
"And this is very hard to talk about..." Heero interrupted as he wrapped his arms tightly around Duo, which might have passed among the listeners as explanation for Duos hesitation, but put him no closer to what to say.
Still he looked at his husband appraisingly. If he wasn*t determined to see him make a food of himself, what was he up to? Duo realized he*d been so intent on explaining themselves, on fitting in, that he*d come close to losing sight of their purpose here. Explaining how Dorothy had falsely condemned him would do no good. The people here had no more reason to believe him than his own townsfolk, especially if they*d be recently harassed by a wizard of their own. On the other hand, if he couldn*t get the Inquisitor in trouble by accusing her of what she*d done, he might get her in trouble by accusing her of something she hadn*t done. "The thing is," Duo said, "someone stole things from the chapel in St. Toby*s."
It seemed to him that stealing from the Church had to be the worst of crimes, and from the _expression of the people around him, they agreed. Except for Heero. He couldn*t tell what he thought.
"The poor box was ripped out of the wall," he continued, "the silver candlesticks snatched right off the altar."
"Who would do such a thing?" someone asked in a voice of awed horror.
"Inquisitor Dorothy.."
Heero gripped Duo*s thigh tightly under the table. While Duo tired to be unobtrusive about trying to remove the hand from his thigh, Heero said, "Inquisitor Dorothy came to St. Toby*s to see about some boy who was accused of wizardry."
"Not," Duo stressed, "that there was any real.."
Heero sat abruptly back in his chair, dragging his hands across the table so that he struck his cup and sent it spinning into the long haired beauty*s lap. "Sorry," he said blandly as Duo jumped to his feet and wiped ineffectively at the wetness.
"Really sweety you are just so clumsy some times."
Heero apologized again while Duo wondered what that was all about.
"Anyway," he finished Duo*s story for him, "what with all the commotion of the theft and the wizard trial, nobody from St. Toby*s was in a hospitable mood. We were rushed out of there so fast we didn*t have a chance to tell them about the dragon. And then, coming here, we had no way of knowing if we*d left the thieves behind us in St. Toby*s or if they were about to waylay us on the road."
Heero stopped talking to pull Duo into his lap and nuzzle him affectionately, making the men in the room chuckle and the girls puff in jealously.
"I couldn*t stand the thought of anyone harming my beloved wife here."
One of the townsmen shook his head. "Leave it to Dorothy to get caught up in a wizard trial while thieves are happily stealing the shirt off your back."
This seemed a fine opening to Duo, but Heero tipped his head at him the way he*d first done when he*d been in dragon shape. "My wife and I have had a very long, hard day." His voice had just the right edge of weariness to it so that Duo could have sworn that he*d just lost his guards and his honeymoon had been cancelled in the last two days.
The crowd parted for them, though Duo could hear the background murmur of people saying, "Terrible thing," and "What*s the world coming to?"
Duo waited until they were back up on their room before turning on Heero, "What was that for?" he demanded, hands on wet hips and aware of how he stank of ale.
Heero flashed on of his colder smiles. "I didn*t want you accusing him."
"I thought that was the whole point."
"Better to play naive and let people draw their own conclusions." He held his arms straight out straight and slowly turned.
Checking to see if the room was big enough for him to resume dragon shape, Duo realized. It wasn*t. Which was probably a good thing; he doubted the floor would have held his weight.
Heero sat down on one of the beds and looked up at him as he took off his boots. "What do people say when they*re about so go to sleep together?"
Duo*s face turned a very bright red and he quickly looked away. "I don*t know. I have never slept with someone before."
"Well, I*m planning to go to sleep." Heero took of his shirt and waited for Duo to remove the gown.
Duo didn*t move for quite some time which made Heero sigh.
"Not going to sleep with me?"
The violet-blue eyed boy spared him a look before removing the gown from his body and crawling into Heero*s bed with him.
"I*m a little nervous about this Heero."
Heero grinned as he moved closer to the human boy to hold him to his own rougher skinned body. Duo*s skin was as soft as any flower and his scent made Heero*s scenes soar.
"There is nothing to be nervous about. I told you I would wait didn*t I? I can tell that you are not yet ready for this."
"Then why did you wish for me to sleep with you if you didn*t want to take me?"
Heero simply chuckled before kissing him good night.
It was midday when Duo woke up, and found a new red dressed laid out for him on his empty bed. Heero however was gone. Wonderful, he grumbled to himself as he changed, and went downstairs without waiting for him.
His meal was the same as last night, except this time the soup was served cold and the bread warm. "So where*s that handsome husband of yours?" asked the woman who was working in the kitchen. *The mother of the two girls?* Duo wondered, unable to decide whether the woman had been one of those present last night, or whether Heero*s reputation had already begun to spread.
Duo smiled but shrugged and took his bowl out into the common room. Only a few people were here this early. He recognized a couple of faces, and smiled and nodded back at the greetings he got, but chose a table himself.
*What am I doing?* he asked himself. He couldn*t just continue to blunder around, hoping that things would fall into place and that Heero would pull trough and help him when he needed it. He forced himself to think of Dorothy*though his mind had a tendency to shy away from the turmoil of anger feelings she stirred up. Assuming the best about her, she might have been unaware that Trieze and his family were lying to get his father*s shop and land. Assuming the best, she might have been so eager to solve Griswold*s dragon problem that when he*d found someone to pose as a maiden to offer the dragon she hadn*t cared.
Duo tried to focus his feelings of rage. All right. He and Heero had made up their own lies, had said that someone had stolen from the little chapel in St. Toby*s at just the time Inquisitor Dorothy had been there. Would the people of Griswold draw the conclusion that Dorothy herself had been the thief? Possible, he decided, but no definite. Would they believe it if he and Heero could get some of Heero*s gold into Dorothy*s possession? He thought back to the faces of the townsfolk last night, when he had first mentioned the Inquisitor*s name. He hadn*t been concentration, since Heero had been attacking him with hand and ale. Still, he didn*t think he*d seen any smiles, any softening of their expressions the way he*d have seen if somebody had mentioned Father Joseph*s name in St. Toby*s. And at least one in their audience had complained about Dorothy*s preoccupation with wizard trials. Surely she couldn*t be popular. Not with her high-handed manner and the amount of satisfaction she obviously got from condemning people to death. He remembered the large, gemmed crucifix which would be as showy and out of place in this town of simple homespun and rough-carve furniture as it had been in his own village. Surely the people here must resent her, and surely resentment was the first step towards convicting her.
The second step was his.
The second step was confronting Dorothy.
End chapter seven.
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