untitled Crime
-----part 1-----
Heero paced back and forth as he waited for Duo to return. He
looked up at the clock.
"Ten minutes late." He muttered. "Damn him. Doesn't he know how
worried I get?"
"Relax, Heero." Quatre said. "Duo knows how to take care of
himself. I'm sure he'll be fine."
"I never should've sent him out." Heero muttered. "I should've
gone myself."
"As I recall, you were busy helping Trowa at the moment."
Heero sighed.
An hour later, there was still no sign of Duo anywhere.
"He probably got sidetracked." Trowa told Heero.
"Sidetracked my ass." Heero snapped. "I'm going to look for
him."
"Heero!" Trowa began to follow.
"Let him go." Quatre told Trowa. "I'm beginning to think he
might be right. Duo would've called if he was going to be late."
"Not if he ..." Trowa began.
"Don't even *think* of finishing that sentence." Wufei said,
harshly. "Duo is *NOT* fooling around on me! If you even *think*
it again, I'll break every bone in your body including the one
Quatre likes so much!"
Trowa crossed his legs and sweatdropped.
Heero searched everywhere, even the Oz installation, but found
no sign of Duo. Finally, he returned home, hoping that he and
Duo had missed each other and that he'd find the braided boy at
home watching TV with his head in Wufei's lap, while Wufei was
feeding him bonbons.
"No luck?" Wufei asked.
"We'd better go look for him."
"I already looked." Heero snapped.
"I'm not impugning your searching abilities, Heero." Quatre told
him. "you could've easily missed him. Especially if..." he
looked over at Wufei, who was starting to look very pale as he
thought of what might have happened to Duo."
"He broke his leg." he muttered. "He slipped on something, fell
and broke his leg. Again. That's why he's not home yet. He's
limping home. My brave brave Duo. I need to find him. I need to
bring him home."
"We will." Heero promised. "Okay..."
After a search plan was worked out, the four pilots went out in
search of their friend.
It was Wufei who found him.
Duo was lying in a ravine by the side of the road, partly
covered by some dead leaves and dirt. He was naked, his arms and
legs bound, his braid tied around his neck, blood and semen
caked on his thighs, and blood still running out of him from
some terrible wound deep inside him.
"DUO!!" Wufei screamed. "Oh no... please don't be dead!"
He uncoiled Duo's braid from around his neck and began to
perform CPR, taking just one second to press the emergency
signal on his wristcom.
"Wufei?" Heero asked. "Did you find him?" He got no answer.
"Wufei?!" Pressing the combination of keys that permitted him to
hear Wufei, even if Wufei's wristcom was still in sending mode,
he listened for anything that would give a hint about Wufei's
(and maybe Duo's) location.
"...on, *breathe* dammit!" Wufei demanded. "Don't you *DARE*
leave me! Don't you *DARE*!"
"Oh god!" Heero felt his heart fluttering. Duo wasn't breathing!
Wufei couldn't talk to him because he was doing CPR on Duo. He
switched his wristcom to tracking mode, then relayed the
coordinates to the others.
-----part 2-----
Heero arrived at the scene a few minutes later. By the time,
Wufei was all but panicking, beating frantically on Duo's
ominously still chest.
Duo still wasn't breathing.
"DAMN YOU!" Wufei screamed, shrilly. "DAMN YOU! DON'T YOU LEAVE
ME!!!" his voice rose higher than an opera singer on the last
word, and Heero knew he was going to make himself sick if he
didn't calm down soon."
"Wufei," Heero said in a firm-but-gentle tone, "calm down.
You're not helping Duo by panicking like that." He knelt over
Duo's unmoving form and began to perform CPR himself. "Wufei. I
need your help with this." he said. Two-man CPR always worked
better and Heero was determined that Duo would be given the best
chance at survival that they could give him.
Wufei was sobbing.
"He isn't breathing. I tried and tried but he won't breathe, and
the bleeding won't stop and there's no way to stop him because
he's hurt inside and..."
"Hurt... inside?" Heero asked, weakly.
Wufei nodded. "When I find the son of a bitch who raped him I'm
gonna ram a six foot stake up the bastard's ass and tear the
son of a bitch up inside like he did to Duo!"
"Calm down and help me." Heero said, but as he kept up with the
CPR, Wufei now starting to help out, his hopes for Duo's
recovery were rapidly waning.
After several minutes, Wufei was beginning to lose hope. His
heart was on the verge of breaking. Duo, his friend, fellow
Gundam pilot. and his true love, was showing no signs of
improvement.
He gave one more breath into Duo's mouth as Heero continued to
try to get his heart started.
All at once, Duo began coughing.
"Duo?!?" Wufei yelped, in shock.
Duo slowly opened his eyes. "What....?" he asked, tiredly.
"Never mind that now." Wufei told him, hugging him. "All that
matters right now is that you're alive." He covered Duo with
kisses and tears of joy. "You need to go to the hospital for a
little bit." he said. "But as soon as you come home, we're
getting married. And I won't take no for an answer."
-----part 3-----
Wufei rode to the hospital in the back of the ambulance with
Duo, refusing to leave his lover's side for even a minute.
"Hang in there, Duo-chan." he said, stroking Duo's long hair out
of his face for a moment. "Please, Duo. Please hang in there."
"I'm all torn up inside." Duo whispered, incoherently. "Let me
die. Too much shame. Too much pain. Let me die."
"No." Wufei told him. "And you have no reason to feel shame. You
didn't do anything wrong, Duo. You were.... attacked."
"I was raped." Duo's voice sounded hollow, lifeless. "Wufei. You
must protect the team's honor. You must let me die. I'm soiled
now. I'm a disgrace to the rest of you."
"Hush, my love." Wufei said, his heart breaking at Duo's words
of self-loathing. "You're not a disgrace to anyone. Especially
not to me. To me, you're beautiful."
-----part 4-----
Tracking down the man who'd attacked Duo was all but impossible.
Duo refused to cooperate. He didn't want to ever see the man
again and had no intentions of going out looking for him.
"Duo," Wufei told him, "I want that man locked up. No, I want
him shot in the head and I want to personally castrate him."
"No you don't." Duo replied.
Wufei was confused. "What...?"
Duo looked down. "I don't want you getting into trouble."
"Duo," Wufei said, giving the other youth a gentle kiss upon his
lips, "I'm sorry you were hurt."
Duo stiffened at the kiss at first, then relaxed.
Wufei was concerned. He could tell something was wrong, but he
had no idea what it was.
"Duo, are you afraid I don't really love you now?" he asked,
looking into Duo's eyes.
Duo shook his head. "No, that's not it." he told Wufei.
"I could never not love you." Wufei told him. "My beloved, I
will never abandon you or do anything to cause you pain. I love
you, Duo. I always will. I guess I always loved you. But the
first time I really knew with certainty was when you came to
rescue me from the Oz soldiers last month. When I saw you after
all the tortures and the neglect... you were like the most
beautiful angel I'd ever seen. There was no way in Heaven or
Hell I could ever hurt you."
"Not willingly at any rate." Duo whispered cryptically.
"Duo?" Wufei sounded very worried.
"It wasn't your fault, Wufei." Duo kissed Wufei's forehead, then
left the room.
Wufei puzzled over Duo's parting statement for a few minutes
that night. Then, unable to work it out, he set it aside and
went to sleep.
The dream was disturbing. He was fucking someone. Not making
love to them. Fucking them. Hard and deep. But it was like he
was outside his own body and someone else was using it to fuck
someone. No, that wasn't entirely right, because he could feel
every thrust. Then there was a scream, a scream with a voice
that was all too familiar. A voice belonging to someone he
loved. Someone he'd vowed to never harm.
Wufei sat up in bed with an ear-shattering scream.
Duo rushed into Wufei's room and hugged him. "Shhh... shhh..."
he told Wufei. "It's okay. It was just a nightmare."
Wufei pulled back from Duo. "How... how can you hug me after..."
He wept. "Duo. I almost killed you. I raped you."
"It wasn't you." Duo shook his head.
"It was." Wufei replied. "I dreamed about... no I remembered."
"Wufei," Duo told him, stroking his face, gently, and kissing
him, "it was your body, but it wasn't you. The Oz soldiers used
you to get to me. You're as much a victim in this as I am. We
were both raped, Wufei."
"Duo..." Wufei began.
"Wufei," Duo told him, "hush. It wasn't your fault. An MC has no
control over what they do when they're activated."
"MC?" Wufei asked.
"Manchurian Candidate." Duo explained. He kissed Wufei on the
forehead, lips, chin, and throat.
Wufei returned the kiss, slowly removing Duo's clothes even as
Duo removed Wufei's.
"What are we doing?" Wufei asked.
"Making love." Duo replied.
"But I..."
"We have to, Wufei." Duo said, gently. "We can't let our only
experience be an act of violence controlled by someone else. I
want us to make love. I need us to make love. Over and over, as
tenderly and as lovingly as possible, until every bad memory
either one of us could ever have is gone forever."
"I need that, too." Wufei replied as he leaned forward, lowering
Duo back onto the bed...
-----Owari-----
Additional Clarification: I believe by "Manchurian Candidate", Sephiroth was referring to the movie of the same name. Basically, there was this experiment where a man was put under hypnosis and when trigged by certain words/objects, he would accomplish the given tasks. In the movie, the trigger device was poker cards and the man was sent to kill a few selected people. In this story, Wufei's task was to rape Duo, although the triggering device is not revealed.