Love, Repair this Broken Heart

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam wing

A/N: This is the first in a series of M-preg fics I’m doing. The main pair in this one is Treize/Wufei, but there is also some Heero/Duo, Trowa/Quatre, and hints of past Wufei/ Duo. WARNING: there is a rather graphic rape scene in this chapter

Wufei was startled awake by the creaking of his cell door. How long had he been here? Days? Weeks maybe? Every inch of his emaciated body throbbed with pain. But it was well worth it. He imagined Nataku was watching him now, her face beaming with pride. Through the beating and the hours of violent interrogation, he had held strong. He had never wavered. Oz was still one step behind the Gundam pilots. Even if he died this way, he would die honorably. He would die knowing he had kept his friends safe, if only for a little while. His friends? Yes they were his friends. He cared for them and loved them like brothers, even if he refused to show it. He would gladly die for any one of them. Would they morn him when he was gone or would the just let his memory pass like a spring rain? No they all cared for each other. At the very least Duo or Quatre would remember him. Duo. Gods how he missed that beautiful braided imbecile.

Duo played the happy-go-lucky moron, but the others knew better. They had seen him in battle. They had seen his almost schizophrenic tendencies; referring to himself in battles as Shiningami and God of Death. Wufei had heard him screaming the same repetitive names in his nightmares. He had witnessed duo jolting awake in an ice cold sweat. They had made love once and only once, but Wufei thanked the gods for the time he was given. He and Duo had lain side by side for long hours, talking. They each found solace in the other’s pain. Duo had spoken of his deep love for Heero, but that he feared the other boy’s coldness. Wufei had spoken of his near obsession with Treize, the strange emptiness he felt whenever he imagined the older man’s face. Duo’s had given a small laugh and replied, ‘That’s love, my friend, you better get used to it’. Wufei had deemed the idea preposterous. He, in love with Treize Khusranada the main who had defeated him in battle, who had stripped him of his honor? ‘Or deeply bruised your pride’, Duo had said with a chuckle.

But now, with the prospect of death so near, Wufei could no longer deny it. He did love Treize, every thing about the man made Wufei tingle. In Wufei’s eyes Treize was perfect. He was a strong chivalrous man, full of hidden grace and strength. He was a strong leader, but he could hold his own and never coward behind any greater power. Treize was beautiful and sensual, but most of all, Treize was merciful. He had had the perfect opportunity to kill Wufei, to rid himself of Gundam 05, yet he had stayed his hand. He had given up the glory of defeating a Gundam pilot, his worst enemy, in hand to hand combat. Treize had proven himself an honorable man. Wufei supposed that had been the reason for his anger after the battle. What he had tried to mask as hatred and detest for the Cornel was truly passion and admiration.

Wufei was snapped out of his stupor by the sound of voices. Another day of abuse. Wufei didn’t even look up as the two men entered his dank dirty cell.


“Wake up, whore,” the bigger of the two snapped, nudging Wufei roughly with toe of his boot. Wufei moaned at the rough treatment of his already broken ribs.

The other soldier knelt before Wufei, grabbing his chin and roughly forcing his head up. Wufei stared through the curtain of dark matted hair with cold obsidian eyes. A twisted smile curled on the soldier’s ugly apelike face as he fingered a piece of Wufei’s long, once beautiful hair.

“You’re a fighter,” The brutish man said,” I like that. You weren’t kidding when you said he was girlish. He’s a right pretty little whore, isn’t he Sam?”

“Don’t underestimate him Leon. He’s lasted a hell of a lot longer than any of the others.”
The bigger man chuckled and, none to gently, released Wufei’s chin.

“Maybe cause he’s got nothing to live for, sept his duty. Is that right you little chink, or do you have a little whore of you own some where?”

“Maybe it’s that skinny brunette dish we found the pictures of or that ex- alliance major he was spotted with?”

“No. I bet it was that pretty little boy with the braid, you remember him Sam? Yeah we fucked him good. Hope you didn’t mind us muscle in on your territory. Or dose he fuck your skinny little ass instead? Which is it?”

Wufei lifted his face to the bigger man’s, staring him hard in the face.

“Well whore which are, fuckee or fucker?”

Wufei gave a small smile, and spit in the large man’s face.

“Fuck you, ass hole,” Wufei rasped his voice hoarse from disuse.

The next thing he knew Wufei was on his stomach, gasping with pain, three feet from his original spot.

“You little bitch,” snarled Leon, grabbing a fist full of Wufei’s hair and jerking the boy up, “I’ll teach you.”

Wufei gasped as he was hauled to his feet and roughly dragged out of the cell and into the dark colorless interrogation room. The thin rat faced man, Sam, tossed Wufei onto the large metal table, forcing the air from Wufei’s bruised lungs. He gasped and wheezed trying to return the oxygen to his body. He could hear the two vile men laughing idiotically behind him. They revealed in Wufei’s pain. He knew well enough know what they wanted. The wanted him broken, to whimper and cry in pain. He wouldn’t give them that satisfaction, no matter what.

Leon moved behind the young Asian boy while, Sam came around the front.

“We’re gonna have to teach you how to be have, huh slut?” Sam cackled.

Wufei wouldn’t answer them, but as the full realization of what was about to happen hit Wufei, he found he could barley hide his fear. These men were going to rape him. He could take the beatings, the bigotry but not this injustice, anything but this. He heard Leon chortle behind him.

“Well, will ya look at that? It seems our brave little warrior’s got the shakes. What is it bitch…afraid to be fucked by a real man?”

Wufei felt the large calloused hands sliding his pants and boxers off. Fear consumed Wufei like never before. He wiggled and fought, despite the manacles on his wrist and ankles. The vile bastards gave a mighty laugh and Wufei’s body exploded with pain.

It was a pain worse than any thing he had ever felt. It’s was as though his body was being ripped a part from the inside. Warm blood trickled down his buttocks and thighs. Wufei bit down on his bottom lip. He wouldn’t cry out. He wouldn’t let them win. Wufei closed his eyes feeling his teeth go deeper into his lower lip, blood filling his mouth and dribbling down his chin.

“God, he’s so fucking tight Sam! Gotta be a virgin.” the larger man growled as he ruthlessly pounded the boy.

“ I say we start putting that mouth to good us then,” Sam cackled gleefully.

There was the sound of the zipper and the ugly rodent like man tugged Wufei’s hair sharply. Roughly he pried the boys lips open and shoved his swollen dick into the young man’s mouth. Wufei’s gagged and sputtered but the hand in his hair prevented him from moving.

And Wufei’s mind went blank. Every inch of his body was wracked with pain the man’s ruff thrusts jarred his broken ribs and his dislocated shoulder. The larger brute’s lips were like fire as they kissed and licked the reopened wounds on Wufei’s back and his hands held the Chinese boys hips with bruising force. Then, with a white hot stream of cum, it was over. Sam moved away, leaving the boy to gag and vomit on his seed, while Leon removed his flaccid penis from the boy’s body.

“You were a good fuck bitch. Tight as any women. I needed that,” he whispered with a small laugh, patting Wufei’s bruised buttocks. All Wufei could do was give a small whimper. His body throbbed in time with his heart beat, and he could feel the blood oozing out of his abused orifice. He lay across the table, too weak to move, praying to any god that would listen. He prayed for death. Tears began to well as the darkness gathered at the corners of Wufei’s vision.

“T-Treize,” he whispered so quietly he wasn’t ever sure he said it.

Then merciful darkness enveloped him.