| The Blackmail Pairings: ZechsxDuo+Heero Warning: Yaoi, Prostitution, mild rape, and angst, language. Author: SisterWine Questions? Comments? Send to: [email protected] Gundam Wing is property of Sotsu and Sunrise, NOT me. This is for entertainment and wonder, ONLY! |
| CHAPTER ONE ** "I told you, NO! I don't want to do this anymore! I did this to be with you, not ten-thousand other people who don't give a damn for me!" Duo screamed across the desk in Zech's study. He hadn't thought of smacking or punching Zechs, not yet anyway. Instead, he turned and walked to the door. He wasn't a person to wait around and listen to what obscenities Zechs thought about shooting back. "You can't leave me! I own you. Don't you dare walk out that door an dtell me you don't want this. Maxwell, you will not leave me! GET BACK HERE, BITCH! You walk out those doors, you will never be welcome here again. Do you hear me?!?" "Then I guess I won't think of coming back. I loved you, and you threw it away for sex. Don't bother finding me. I quit." He walked out without saying a word. He didn't even stop to tell a shocked Relena, goodbye. Not even to return to their room and collect his belongings. He just got in his car and drove away. Away from Relena, away from Zechs, and finally, away from that house that had kept him a prisoner for so long. He sat in his office, gazing out at L1's version of night time. A small, dim reading light illuminated only the top of the desk, leaving the rest of the room to the even dimmer shadows. With silence surrounding him, Duo let his mind wander over the events of the past week and a half. His feet rest on the corner of the desk, crossed at the ankles. His slim hands folded and placed to his slender lips, letting his chin rest on his thumbs. His eyes gazed out the window in a dazed confusion and silent torment. Glancing at the digital desk clock, he sighed and removed himself from his position. His black suit barely concealed his body's curves. His thin black belt was practically the only thing holding up his khaki dress pants. And, his white shirt, although a medium, was still a bit too big for him. The dress jacket seemed to be a size larger than the shirt, but fit just the same. Turning off the light and walking to the door, he sighed once again. Duo pushed the button for the elevator and waited for the doors to open. He stepped in and pushed the garage button. He was always the last to leave the office, no matter if he had been working or not. He loved the silence of the office and the night's sky from his window. Stepping out and into the 2nd level parking lot, he glanced at his watch and then focused on the tall figure that was leaned against his trunk hood. Zechs. "I thought I'd find you here, at this hour. How ya doin, lover? Are you ready to come crawling back to me, yet?" Zechs' smirk carried in his words. He eyed Duo's lean body, hungrily. When Duo's eyes met his, he cleverly licked his lips. "Leave me alone, Zechs. I told you before, I'm not your slut, and I'll never go back there again." Duo walked past him and unlocked the driver's door. As he opened it, a hand slammed it shut again. Catching Duo by surprise, he looked at Zechs in a half frightened/half angry tone. Zechs inched towards Duo and spoke in a tone just above a whisper, "Listen to me slut, when I met you, you were nothing. I took you in and made you who you are, WHAT you are. How dare you think that you can leave me after all I've done for you." Zechs ran his hand over the back of Duo's head, catching his braid in his hand. "You owe me your life." "I don't owe you anything. I never wanted your lifestyle to become mine. I never enjoyed fucking other people for your pleasure. As sick and twisted as it is! I told you I wanted nothing to do with you, and I still don't. I have a life here, and it doesn't involve you. You couldn't pay me, or fuck me well enough to come back. Stay away from me, Zechs. I don't need you, anymore." Duo struggled to free his braid from the hurting grip. Zechs only smiled and reveled in Duo's fighting tone. He had always admired Duo's rebelious urges. That had been one of the reasons he had taken the Shinigami into his manor. He had fallen in love with the auburn haired boy. More than love, nearly pure lust. "I'll give you 3 days, lover. I want an answer by then. And, it had better be one I want to hear." He smirked, and glanced down at Duo's groin, admiringly. "I'll think about it." Duo opened his door again, and released his braid from Zechs' strong grip. "You'll think about it? Don't think too long, lover. There are plenty of people who can't wait to get some of that ass, again." With that, he pulled himself closer to Duo, grabbing his ass and kissing Duo's lips. Hesitating a moment afterwards, and then walked away, laughing. Taking one last look around, Duo opened the door and sat down. Leaning forward so that his forehead rest on the steering wheel, he closed his eyes and calmed himself down. Still able to hear Zechs's laugh and feel his eyes on him, he waited a good fifteen minutes, before he started the car and drove home. Turning from street to street, he heard Zechs' threat over and over in his head. He was emotionally sick at the thought of going back to Zechs and taking up a lifestyle in which he was ashamed of. He was glad he had told Zechs no. In fact, the words spat themselves out of his mouth twice as fast as he could say them. But, yet, he was glad they were said. As he arrived at his medium size apartment, he didn't bother with the lights, but let the moonlight shine through the open blinds. Unbuttoning his shirt, he wandered into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of his bed. A flashing red light, on his bedside table caught his eye. Not caring, or even bothering to replay them, he slipped off his shoes and lay back to relax for a moment. The coolness of his bedspread and soft woosh of the ceiling fan helped relax him. Closing his eyes, he began to dream a mixture of things. Images of Zechs, the house inwhich he felt a prisoner in, the bed he hated to look at, and the people that came and went. Voices laughed at him, surrounding him and choking him in his mind. Waking up in a cold sweat, he stared at every shadow in his bedroom. I must be losing my mind. There's no way in Hell I'd ever go back to that dump. Zechs can screw himself. This Shinigami is finished. The phone startled him, as he poured himself a glass of water. Checking the ID, he picked up the receiver and mumbled "hello". He waited a few seconds and then asked again. Just before he reached for the button, a voice caught him by surprise. "Duo? Hey baby, how ya been? I've missed you so much, babe! What have you been up to out there?" The voice sounded familiar and rang in Duo's ears, made his heart beat faster and his body go into a cold sweat. "Relena? How- ? How did you get my number? Wh-- where are you?" Taking a minute to catch his breath, he listened to her talk about what she had been up to. They talked for about half an hour about what each other had been doing for the past year. Duo had mentioned to her that he wanted no part of the next Zechs plan that was obviously in store for him. In fact, he didn't even care to hear the name again. He just wanted to be left alone. "I didn't mean to scare you, but I heard that Zechs paid you a visit tonight, and I wondered how you were holding up. Are you okay? Duo--?? Are you there?" Her tone became worried when he didn't answer her. "Yes, I'm here. Look, I'm sorry. I'd really love to talk to you, but it's been a long day and I'm really tired. Give me your number, and we'll meet for lunch next week, okay?" He paused to take down her number. "Thanks, I'll talk to you next week, okay? Good night, Relena." Not bothering to fix anything to eat, or do anything else, he simply took off his suit and carelessly let it fall to the floor, and crawled into bed. Sighing, he rolled over onto his side and stared out the window and waited for sleep to claim him. Duo had never intended on getting very far in the prostitution situation. In fact, he hadn't really cared who was banging him that moment, or if they intended to hurt or kill him for their self-pleasure. Pleasing Zechs, seemed to be all that he mainly cared for. As long as he had Zechs' love, nothing seemed to matter. Or, so he thought. When sleep finally overtook him, he had managed to soak his pillow with tears and quiet sobs. He knew he could fall off the edge of the Earth and it wouldn't even phase Zechs in the slightest. And that seemed to bother him. Not even Relena, Zechs' own sister actually cared what happened to Duo. Just as long as he coould be there to please the clientel, they both were happy. So much for the Peacecraft/Maxwell family thing. ___________________ Want more? Chapter 2 will be up soon! ^_^ Please no flames! |