Part 50 - Confrontation
"Damn it!" Wufei cursed when he realized he had lost his quarry. The
game had just ended with the Dom team as the winners. Wind had
blamed the other subs for their loss before storming out of the game
field. Wufei had followed him into the coconut forest but he'd lost
the red haired sub halfway in.
Wufei looked around with a frown. All he could see was coconut
trees. He might not be as good as Duo in trailing after people but
he was still a soldier, an ex Gundam pilot to boot. It was almost
impossible for an ordinary person elude him. And since Wufei
couldn't determine where Wind had disappeared to, it was obvious
that Wind was not an ordinary man.
A big coconut tree caught Wufei's attention then. Eyes narrowed, he
approached the tree and studied it for a minute, circling around it.
At certain point in the trunk's surface, he stopped, raised his
hand, and knocked the tree's trunk. It made a hollow sound.
Secret entry, Wufei mused, no wonder Wind had been able to disappear
all of sudden. He felt around the trunk, trying to find a release
switch to open the secret door. He found the switch hidden on the
lower trunk and pressed it down. The door slid open. If not because
he found it to be undignified, Wufei would have whooped in joy.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Came a voice from behind the Chinese
Wufei whirled around, surprised that someone had managed to sneak up
behind him without him knowing. His eyes went wide as they fell upon
Standing only a few feet from him was a pissed off Kira.
Heero felt his mind torn in two. One part was in denial to what
Storm's current presence meant. Storm was the last person he
suspected as the Snake. Another part of his mind was frantically
trying to remember all the clues he must have missed or ignored
"Storm!" Brat's shout interrupted Heero's mind before it finished
compiling all the data it had. The black haired sub had turned
toward Storm and proceeded to throw himself into Storm's arms. "I'm
so glad you are here!!"
Brat sounded so relieved that it threw Heero off for a few seconds.
Surely Brat wasn't a part of this as well? Heero's surprise had cost
him precious few seconds and by the time he had the thought to
tackle Storm, the female slave had her gun steady in one hand while
her other arm wrapped around Brat. Heero shifted slowly, trying to
find another opening.
"Don't move." Storm repeated, releasing the safety lock swiftly.
Heero stood still. Her ease in handling the weapon told Heero that
the woman was no beginner when it came to shooting. He was just
starting to berate himself for overlooking Storm as a suspect when
Brat once again interrupted his inner thoughts.
"Storm, relax. Heero is with me."
"Why is he in the mansion?" Storm didn't look away from Heero when
she asked Brat the question.
"Those are his friends hanging there, " Brat answered and took a
step back. "He told me that Wind was behind this all."
Storm's eyes narrowed. "Oh?So, where's the proof? He could be
telling you lies to lure you here instead."
"Storm," Brat sounded exasperated this time. He took a step back and
looked at Storm sharply. "Think rationally. Heero did not know how
to get into the dungeon. I led Heero here."
"He could be in league with Wind just to set you up."
"I'd never work with that bastard, " Heero spat.
"See," Brat gestured toward Heero, "I believe Heero is innocent in
The last sentence made Heero wince inwardly. He was so not innocent
Storm, obviously not as trusting as Brat, still held her gun pointed
towards Heero. "How did you know Wind kept your friends here?"
"How did you know to find us here?" Heero asked back, still wary and
a little bit confused at the turn of events.
"Yeah, Storm, how come you're here? No one knew we were here, " said
"Your wet footprints on the carpet led me here. Since we have been
specifically told not to come down here without telling Bronze, I
figured you were either forced or there was something really dire
happening that made you decide to come down here despite the
For a few seconds, Heero considered banging his head against the
wall for not noticing that Brat's 'just-out-of-the-shower condition'
had left wet footprints. He was, however, distracted from actually
doing it with what Brat said next.
"Of course my wet footprints would raise your cop's alarm," Brat
muttered. "Now that you can see that I'm fine, can you put down the
gun? You are not supposed to bring your gun on holiday."
"I'm not on holiday," Storm said blandly. "I'm on duty."
"What!!?" Brat was enraged, much to Heero's surprise, "Souver made
you work, didn't he? Oh he is so going to regret it. For God's sake,
you are supposed to be on holiday. I am safe here! I don't need to
be guarded in this colony!! Nothing will happen in this safe ...."
Brat trailed off when Storm pointedly gestured to where Haakon and
Grant still hung.
"My God! I forgot about them, " Brat spoke in an appalled tone and
hurried toward them, "Storm, help us get them down, will you?"
Storm still kept her eyes fixed on Heero. "How did you know they
were kept here?"
"It's a long story, " Heero said tentatively, "I will explain when
we are in a safer place."
Storm hesitated for a moment, but then to Heero's relief, put her
gun down. If Storm was as much of a soldier as Heero was, she would
have known it wouldn't be safe to hang around here for long. Her
eyes, however, told him that he would regret it if she didn't find
his explanation satisfying.
Heero stared back resolutely at her for a few seconds then focused
his attention on getting Haakon and Grant down. With Brat's and
Storm's help, it was a quick job. They laid the couple on the floor
and knelt over them, assessing the damage done to them more
"So cruel, " spoke Brat, looking nauseated at the bloody Preventers.
Right at that time, Haakon opened her eyes, making Brat yelp and he
scuttled backwards so fast that he fell flat on his ass.
Haakon made a low painful noise. Heero and Storm positioned
themselves in front of the wounded dominatrix.
"Juno, do you recognize me?" Heero asked and watched as Haakon's
"Wind, " Juno croaked the word.
Heero nodded, "Yes, we suspected it was Wind. We will deal with him
later. For now, we are going to get you out of this hell." Heero
wondered why Haakon's eyes were getting wider. However, before he
managed to ask her, Haakon had fainted. Heero got a bad feeling when
he realized her eyes had been fixed on something behind him instead
of on him. And that was when an unwelcome voice was heard from
"Nobody is going to take anybody out," came the mocking drawl.
Heero and Storm whirled around in alarm. Wind was standing a few
feet from them. He had a gun in one hand, pointed at Brat's head
while his other hand wrapped around Brat's neck, restraining the
black haired slave.
Brat looked pale and scared. "Storm," he said in a strained voice.
Storm cursed and took a step forward.
"Move another step and this beautiful head will be in pieces, " Wind
snapped at her.
Storm stopped. Her gray eyes were blazing in fury. "Harm him and you
will regret it for the rest of your life."
Wind let out an amusing chuckle. "You are in no position to issue a
threat. I have been wanting to have a taste of this delicious boy
for some time. I will surely enjoy every scream he makes."
Storm growled and was about to charge forward but Heero put a hand
on her arm, restraining her.
"How did you get in?" Heero asked, intending to delay as much as he
could until he could find an opening. "The elevator's noise was
supposed to alert us."
"Do you take me for an idiot?" Wind sneered at him. "There's a
secret entrance behind one of the shelves." The red haired man
gestured toward a particular shelf on his right.
"How did you know we were here?" Heero asked again, already guessing
the answer but wanting to delay as long as possible.
"I set an alarm which alerts me if someone comes down to the
basement, of course." Wind smiled unpleasantly at Heero, "I guessed
there would be more Preventers aside from these two. Should have
known you and GoD were only pretending to be a couple."
"He is truly my Master," Heero growled. He could feel Storm's and
Brat's eyes on him. "He is far far better than your sorry excuse for
Wind glared angrily at him. "Shut your mouth."
Heero smirked, "No one can order me but my Master, GoD. He is one
billion times a better Master than you."
Wind's face contorted in rage. "You'll pay for that comment, bitch,"
he hissed and gestured toward the wall on his right. "You two, stand
next to the wall, facing it."
Not having any choice, Heero and Storm did as told. Heero's inner
soldier shouted in alarm at turning his back toward the enemy but
Heero could do nothing else without risking Brat's life.
"Hands above your head, " was Wind's next order which Heero and
Storm had no choice but to obey.
"I'm so lucky, " Heero heard Wind's gleeful voice behind him. "Not
only have I got you but I've also got Serpent's and Kira's slaves as
"My Master will find you, " Storm spoke flatly toward the wall
"Oh, he will find your kidnapper, have no doubt, " Wind said with a
drawl and stood behind her, "but it won't be me. I'll set all the
evidence pointing toward GoD."
"He will not rest until he has me back, " replied Storm.
"Such confidence, " Wind taunted, "You're merely a slave. He will
easily find a replacement for you."
Before Storm managed to reply to the taunt, Wind brought down the
gun on the female slave's head. She was knocked out instantly and
crumpled down to the floor.
"Storm!" Brat cried out in worry then let out a pained gasp. From
the sound of flesh hitting the floor, Heero concluded that Brat had
been knocked out by Wind too.
He couldn't turn and confirm what had happened though since the cold
nozzle of Wind's gun had quickly rested on his back.
"I have grown weary of those two, " Wind spoke directly behind him.
Heero could feel the red haired man's breath brush against his
neck. "Now there are only two of us, what should I do to you?"
Wind's other hand had snaked around and touched Heero's middle.
"Maybe I'll see how tight your ass is first, " said Wind as his hand
caressed Heero's bare stomach and moved lower.
"Don't touch me, " Heero said, enraged and slightly repulsed by the
touch. He had been so used to only his Master's touch that it felt
very wrong to have another touch him.
"Shut up, bitch!" Wind barked but to Heero's surprise he withdrew
his hand. The reason for the withdrawal was soon apparent when
Heero felt a tug on his tail. He gasped loudly as his tail was
pulled out roughly and without warning. The emptiness and wrongness
of it seized him soon after. No one except his Master was supposed
to pull his tail out.
"I've been wondering about your tail. " Wind sounded amused. "Very
clever to install the butt plug on one of its ends. It would be
better if it was the spiked plug instead of an ordinary one though.
Your sad excuse for a Master has no taste." There was a soft thud on
the floor, telling Heero that Wind had dropped the tail. The
disgusting hand was back, this time it rested on his butt, very
close to his now bare opening.
"Get off of me!" Heero snarled.
Wind's reaction was to press the gun harder on Heero's back. "I
ordered you to shut up, bitch. Disobey me once again and you will
feel my wrath!"
Heero stayed silent then, more for biding his time than placating
Wind. The hand on his butt crept closer to the cleft of his ass.
Heero bit his lower lip as Wind's fingers found his opening and one
of them plunged inside.
"You're quite tight despite the plug," Wind commented. His breathing
was becoming harsh. "I would like to see the pain in your face when
I insert a spiked tail into this tight fuckhole." He plunged another
finger into Heero.
Heero gritted his teeth at the rough intrusion, not wanting to give
Wind satisfaction. His mind was screaming at the wrongness which in
the end pushed him to goad Wind again. "I bet you like to insert
painful toys into your victims because your cock is so small that it
hardly gives them pain when you rape them."
The fingers inside Heero withdrew like lightning. The hand left his
butt and second later, Heero felt a blow on the side of his head.
Heero staggered to his side, partly to ease the impact and partly to
pretend that the blow affected him more than it actually did. And
for a few seconds, his staggering had brought his head out of the
gun's range. Not wasting the precious seconds, Heero dropped down
and did a spinning kick, sweeping Wind off of his feet.
Wind cried out in surprise and landed on his ass. His fingers
accidentally tightened on the gun. The sound of gun shot echoed in
the basement. The bullet, fortunately for Heero, shot towards the
ceiling. Not disturbed by the gun shot, Heero rose to a crouching
stance, let out his claws and positioned himself out of the gun's
range but close to Wind's head. He then rested the claws on Wind's
"Move and I'll kill you, " Heero heard the order came flatly from
his own mouth. His soldier side was totally in control.
Wind stiffened. His right hand, which was still holding the gun,
froze in the air.
"Drop the weapon," ordered Heero flatly.
Wind hesitated. Heero said nothing but pressed the claws further in.
Wind cried out and hurriedly dropped his gun. Heero used his other
hand to snatch the weapon before it touched the ground and pointed
it toward Wind.
"You're no ordinary Preventer!"
Heero didn't respond to Wind's angry accusation. Instead he sheathed
his claws but still kept the gun trained on Wind. With his now free
hand, Heero intended to knock Wind out. It was an effective and
efficient method in totally subduing his opponent as he had once
done to his own Master during Marimeia's war. Not to mention how
satisfying it was to beat Wind. However, before he managed to carry
out his plan, there was a commotion around him. It came from two
different directions which distracted Heero and he raised his head
to check what was happening.
It was a wrong move.
Wind used the moment to withdraw another gun, hidden in his shirt.
Heero saw Kira and Wufei rushing out from behind the shelves in
front of him at the same time he heard his name yelled by his
The next second, he found himself shoved aside as Wind fired the gun.
Stumbling to the side, Heero watched in horror as the bullet went
straight into a familiar long haired body which was his Master.
"NO!!!" Heero yelled in disbelief. He felt as if he was in a
nightmare, watching as blood gushed out of Duo's abdomen. He
clambered hurriedly toward his fallen Master, caring for nothing but
Wufei had dashed forward and subdued Wind, confiscating his weapon
and knocking him out. Kira had gone to the communication panel
installed in the room and yelled to whomever was on the other end to
find Serpent and send him here.
Heero, however, paid no attention to his surroundings. His sole
attention was focused on Duo who was now secured in his arms. Red
blotches marred the black tank top the long haired man wore. Holding
tightly and desperately on his training, Heero worked on stopping
the bleeding. The shot had gone through, a fortunate thing, but
Heero couldn't be sure whether the bullet missed anything vital or
not. He tore his Master's ruined tank top and used it as a make
A hand touched his cheek, making him look up at its owner. Hooded
violet eyes were looking down at him.
"Duo." Heero heard his own voice break.
Heero raised his hand and covered the hand on his cheek. He noticed
then that his hand was shaking violently. Duo was smiling slightly
at him and slowly closed his eyes.
"Duo!" Heero shouted, sounding strained. "Don't die!"
The violet eyes opened slightly.
"Don't die, " Heero said desperately, his calm façade was no
more. "Don't leave me."
His hands were shaking. His heart was about to burst out of his
chest from the violent pounding. His mind was a jumble of thoughts
and denials. His eyes were strangely hot. Heero had never felt such
terror as he did at this moment.
"Please don't leave me, " Heero gripped the hand on his
cheek. "Please don't." He kissed the hand as if it was the most
precious thing, which it was. "Please..."
Duo gave him a slight smile.
The violet eyes fluttered shut.
He was numb.
Time seemed to have stopped since those violet eyes closed.
Heero had been only vaguely aware of Serpent's arrival a few second
later. The next hour was a blur of events for him. There was a sense
of being moved, being checked over, and being argued over by several
All he knew was that he never let go off Duo's hand. It was as if
Duo would disappear if he let go. He could never let it happen. Duo
was his lifeline.
So Heero kept holding onto Duo's hand.
In the ambulance.
In the surgery room.
He never let go.
He watched numbly as Serpent executed the surgical treatment on Duo,
snapping orders to his assistants now and then.
It was at this time that Heero became very conscious of how helpless
he was. He was almost inhumanly strong. He was genius with
computers. However, his brute strength and his intelligence couldn't
save Duo at the moment.
He could do nothing.
He had to trust Serpent to know what he was doing. Even then Heero
couldn't shake the terror that something could go wrong all of
sudden. What if something happened that was out of Serpent's
control? Something like a power failure? A fire? An earthquake?
Anything could happen!
Heero was reminded of just how helpless a human was against nature.
They had gone into space. They had built colonies. They had created
weapons that could destroy the Earth and bring death all over the
But they could never conquer death.
For the first time in a long long time, Heero prayed. He prayed with
all his heart. Wished, begged, pleaded. If there really was someone
up there, he begged Him to not take Duo from him. There was so much
he wanted to tell Duo, so many things he wanted to do together. He
didn't want to imagine a future without Duo in it. Not to have Duo
next to him when he woke up every morning. Not to have Duo to eat
and shower with.
Not to have Duo and him grow old together.
"Please don't leave me," Heero's broken whisper was lost among
machinery beeps and Serpent's orders.
"I have done all I can," Serpent announced to the waiting group
outside the surgery room. "We've manage to stabilize him. Now it's
up to him to wake up or not."
"Where is he now?" asked Wufei.
"Room 201," Serpent replied, "The kitten is with him."
Wufei thanked Serpent and headed toward room 201. Dorothy would deal
with any explanation Serpent demanded. While Duo had been in
surgery, Wufei and Dorothy had done the cleanup. It was disgustingly
easy to restrain Bronze, who was really Wind's slave. Wind seemed to
have broken Bronze completely. A few threats were all they needed to
have him confess all his and Wind's crimes. Thinking about that son
of bitch made Wufei's blood boil.
He had seen what the bastard had done to Haakon and Grant. Luckily
Kira was there or Wufei didn't know what he would have done to Wind.
Death was to kind for the son of bitch. Worried more over Haakon,
Grant, Brat and Storm, they had left Wind and Bronze shackled in the
basement and rushed the wounded four to the hospital.
Haakon and Grant would have to stay in the hospital for at least a
few days due to their numerous wounds. Brat and Storm had regained
consciousness within a few minutes of their arrival at the
hospital. Kira had been with them and ordered them to rest in the
hospital for today. The blond Dom then joined Wufei and Dorothy in
front of the surgery room.
Arriving at his destination, Wufei opened the door to room 201 and
immediately saw Duo. The American Preventer was lying on the only
bed in the room, pale and unconscious. Next to him was Heero,
sitting in the chair and still holding Duo's hand. Wufei wanted to
strangle Wind when he noticed the blank look on Heero's face. Heero
wasn't supposed to have that look anymore. A emotionless look that a
machine usually had.
Wufei entered the room and stopped next to Heero. The only reaction
he got was a flicker of those blue eyes on him; just to determine
whether he was a threat or not, Wufei noted. Obviously he wasn't a
threat since Heero had dismissed him completely.
"We have caught Wind and Bronze. Wind is the Snake. His real name is
No reaction. Wufei was very sure that Heero recognized the name as
being one of the weapon dealers during the war. Heero's no reaction
to it was worrying Wufei. It was as if Heero didn't care about
anything save for the young man lying in the bed in front of him,
which Wufei admitted was likely the truth.
"Maxwell will make it through, Yuy. He is too damn stubborn not to."
The words sounded cliché and empty. Heero didn't respond. His blue
eyes were fixed on the pale figure on the bed. There were moments
where Wufei sometimes regretted that he was never much good in
giving encouragement to the ones he cared about and this was one of
them. The Chinese Preventer hesitated for a moment then lifted his
hand to Heero's shoulder, squeezing it for support.
Then without any sound, he turned around and left the room. Outside
the room, he leant against the door and looked upward.
"Meiran, help me, will you?" Wufei whispered. "Kick that stupid
Maxwell back to earth if you see him approaching you."
34 hours 5 minutes 12 seconds.
Heero noted the time when he caught Duo's eyelashes flutter
slightly. His heart beat twice as fast when he realized Duo was
He watched as Duo slowly opened his eyes, caught between joy and
disbelief. Those violet eyes blinked twice, staring at the ceiling
for a few seconds before shifting to the right. They focused on him.
Heero's heart stop beating at the slight smile Duo gave him.
"Hey," came a hoarse but affectionate whisper.
The word broke Heero's numb state. Duo was alive. Duo was talking to
him. Duo was alive!
Heero's joy and relief were so strong that his whole body shook with
the overwhelming feelings. He brought Duo's hand, which he had
never let go of, up to his lips and kissed the lax fingers
profoundly. "Duo." The word came out as a rasp. Heero swallowed and
"Duo." It came out steadier this time.
"Heero," Duo replied, voice still rough. His hand in Heero's hand
tightened in return.
The small gesture broke a big chunk from the dam he had built inside
him. A drop of crystal liquid escaped his eyes, ran down his cheek
and fell onto their joined hands.
Duo seemed startled. "Heero..."
"Don't leave me." Heero whispered desperately.
This time his plea was answered. Duo tightened his hand again and
spoke resolutely despite the roughness of his voice. "I'm here. I
will never leave you."
"You almost did."
"But I didn't." Duo countered. "I'm here now, Heero. I won't leave
"I can't live without you."
Duo's violet eyes softened. "Yes, you can, Heero." He said
gently, "You are strong. You can..."
"No, I can't." Heero interrupted, not wanting to hear how he would
manage without Duo beside him. He leant forward and captured Duo's
mouth with his. Duo's lips felt soft and dry but their kissing soon
made those lips wet.
"I love you." Heero whispered when the kiss ended. The confession
slipped out of his mouth before he had time to think. Heero looked
at Duo apprehensively, suddenly afraid of what Duo's reaction would
Duo smiled warmly at him. "I know."
Among all the possible reactions Heero had thought about, those two
words were not in them. Heero stared stupidly at Duo. "How?"
"You told me on our second day here, " Duo answered. When Heero
still looked blank, he elaborated, "During your third orgasm, I
Heero flushed red. He remembered the incoherent babbles he had made
during that time. "I..."
"I love you too, Heero," Duo interrupted before Heero started making
It took Heero some times to get over the warm feeling that
surrounded him at hearing the words.
"You do?" Heero stared at Duo in disbelief.
"Yeah, " Duo smiled and tugged at Heero's hand. "Lie with me."
"No, you're hurt." Heero resisted. Remembering the wound reminded
him of what had landed Duo in the hospital. The memory of how close
to death Duo had been was abruptly brought crashing back, like a
bucket of cold water being dropped on him.
"Don't ever do a stupid thing like that again," Heero rasped. Now
that he knew for sure Duo would make it through, anger started to
creep around his joy and relief.
"What stupid thing?" Duo asked calmly.
"Getting in the way of the bullet just to protect me!" Heero
growled. "It's stupid! You almost died because of me!"
"If our situations were reversed, wouldn't you do the same?"
Heero was taken aback at Duo's question. He couldn't dispute it. If
the situation had been reversed, he would as sure as hell have used
his body as a shield. There was no way he would let Duo die. He
loved him so much. But still, he didn't want Duo to sacrifice
himself just to protect him. He then recalled how angry Duo had been
when he was trying to catch Ross.
"If the situation was reversed, wouldn't you also be angry with me
for doing such reckless thing?" retorted Heero. Deep in his mind,
Heero noted wryly, that what Duo had been feeling then ought to be
the same as what Heero was feeling now.
"Heero, you..." Duo started to growl but it turned into hacking
"Duo!" Heero stood up in alarm and thought frantically what he
should do to stop Duo's coughing. He was one second from panicking
when Duo croaked the answer.
Water! Of course! Heero grabbed the glass on the small table near
the bed and gave it to Duo. He belatedly remembered that he was
supposed to call the paramedics when Duo had regained consciousness.
They still needed check on Duo's wounds. After helping Duo with his
drink, Heero returned the glass back to the table. He then pressed
the call button. After he'd informed the paramedic on the other end
about Duo's condition, Heero ended the connection and turned to see
Duo regarding him with narrow eyes.
Heero locked his eyes with those violet eyes.
"We will talk about this later," Duo spoke up, his voice back to
normal thanks to the water.
Heero nodded. Now wasn't the best time to continue their argument.
The paramedics would arrive soon.
Duo gestured to Heero to get closer. Heero obeyed and got himself a
deep, possessive kiss.
"As a Master, I will protect what belongs to me," Duo whispered
against Heero's lips.
The paramedics arrived then, causing them to break apart. Heero sat
back on his chair, intending to watch the paramedics work on Duo.
The noise from the paramedics had dominated the room, but somehow
Duo's murmured words reached Heero's ears.
"As Duo Maxwell, I will die for the one I love."
Heero didn't know why, but hearing the words made his eyes hot, his
throat felt like it had a lump in it, and his chest hurt in a
bittersweet way. He leant forward and rested his head on the bed,
next to Duo's hand, ignoring the paramedics' protest.
He felt Duo's hand caress his hair gently and closed his eyes. "Me
too, Duo," he whispered before sleep took him away. Duo's last
words followed him into sleep, surrounding him like a warm cocoon.