What is in a name
I dont play the sue me game
If it is me you want to blame
Remember I dont have money cus I'm lame
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Warning: UMMMM…..Mad Ass Quatre…Violence…NCS…Bad Words (the kind mother doesn't like you to use)
NCS, Torture, Angst, and Violence
NC-17
1x2, 1x3, 1x4, 3x4 1x?
Plot: This is a really dark fic about Heero raping Quatre while he was drunk.
What will Trowa and Duo do when or if they find out?
“Talk”
‘Thoughts’
//Flashbacks//
So Innocent Part 10
by Markanovanlink
Heero let his hand fall away from the door knob and tried to think about what he had done to Quatre. ‘Why cant I remember?’ He felt sick with rage at his own lack of memory. How could he ever put his hands on Quatre like that? As he turned away from the door, he felt a hand land on his shoulder.
“We have a mission to do. Pack up your stuff and meet me outside in the pickup. I will give you details as we drive.” Wufei’s voice sounded weak and distance as he spoke. He nodded and watched as the Chinese soldier walked passed him and out the cabin.
He walked towards the bedroom he shared with Duo and sighed as he entered the empty room. The room was small with little to no furniture. The room contained a twin size bed, one dresser and a few scattered duffle bags. He never unpacked but Duo did. Duo always felt that by unpacking he could imagine he was a regular person on vacation and not some assassin waiting for his next mission.
Heero grabbed two duffle bags and placed them over his shoulder. He turned his attention to the dresser and walked over to it only to breathe out a heavy sigh. He ran his fingers teasingly over an old brown brush. ‘Duo, I love everything about you and everything that touches you. I don’t know what I will do if I lose you over this.’
He snatched his hand away from the brush and cursed at himself. How could he expect Duo to forgive him for forcing himself on someone, especially if that someone was Duo’s best friend. “Damn it!” he said aloud and run out of the door and out of the cabin. He didn’t want Duo to see him. He couldn’t face him right now. He had to think about his mission. The mission was all that was important at the moment.
Duo watched as the pickup truck zoomed down the dirt road with anger. “That bastard didn’t even say goodbye. Sometimes I want to just choke him.” He had been sitting outside beside a tree when Wufei had informed him that he and Heero had a mission. Duo inquired about the mission but Wufei only told him about their completed mission rendezvous point. Duo had watched him get into the pickup and start it just as Heero ran pass him and jumped in. There was a momentary delay as the two exchanged words and then the truck was gone.
“Asshole!” Duo yelled out as he stood up. He needed some sleep this had been a long day. He walked into the cabin and went to his room and fell dead on the bed just as Trowa was walking down the hall.
Trowa watched as Duo seem to pass out on the bed. He sighed and entered the room. Walking towards the bed, he looked at his comrade and friend while he covered him with a blanket. “I know you have had a long day. Sometimes I forget how much you love Quatre too.” With that said he turned out the light and shut the door.
The next morning Duo woke to the smell of bacon and eggs. Sniffing the air he licked his lips. He went into his bathroom to wash his face, brush his teeth and straighten his hair. He would take a shower later he just wanted to eat.
He smiled at himself in the mirror, walked out of his room and started down the hall until he came to Quatre’s room. The door was ajar but he didn’t go in he just keep walking towards the kitchen. ‘I cant right now. I cant see you like this right now.’ Once in the kitchen, he smiled at Trowa who was just turning off the stove. “Trowa will you marry me?” Duo said as he lowered himself on one knee.
“I think Wufei would be mad, he just asked me the same thing yesterday.”
Duo couldn’t help but laugh as he sat in the chair next to the kitchen table. “You must have made a good meal for him to say that.” Trowa nodded as he placed a plate of bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes and a glass of orange juice in front of Duo. He said thanks before devouring the scrumptious breakfast.
Trowa smiled and sat down in front of his own breakfast which included coffee, toast and eggs. He almost felt happy but his thoughts were on Quatre and how he was doing. ‘I wish you would open up to me.’
“Did Q eat?”
Trowa sipped his coffee and said, “he ate earlier and went back to sleep immediately after.” In fact, he had brought him breakfast in bed and watched him eat ever bit before he cooked Duo and himself some. He watched as Duo continued to eat his food and burp when he was done.
“Thanks for the grub Tro, but I need to go take a shower. I will be back to help with the dishes.” As he got up to leave, Trowa told him he didn’t have to, he would take care of them. “Hey you don’t have to tell me twice.” With that said, Duo rushed out of the kitchen.
Quatre’s door had stopped him again. He stood in the hallway for about five minutes in deep contemplation. ‘I need to see him. Quatre I wish you would tell me what happened.’ He slowly walked into the dark room and made his way silently towards the bed. He observed how angelic his friend looked while he slept. It pained him to know that there were individuals out there that would take angelic beings like Quatre only to destroy them.
He brushed his fingers slowly over the sleeping angel’s forehead and whispered, “so innocent.” Like lighting a flash of metal flew in front of his face and caused him to stumble back.
“Don’t you ever touch me again!” Two dangerous aqua eyes stared into disoriented violets. Duo eyes widen further when the gun pressed against his own forehead.
Duo’s hands instinctively went up to show he was unarmed and not a threat as he tried to talk to Quatre. “Quatre its okay its me, I not gonna hurt you.”
Quatre leaned closer to him with a deranged look in his eyes. “You sick fuck, you think I will ever trust you again.” Trowa had also chosen that moment to walk into the room as Quatre’s words hung heavily in the air. He watched the two forms near the bed as he tried to calculate a way to unarm Quatre without risking Duo’s life.
Duo was very much aware of Trowa’s presence so he signaled with one of his open hands by curling all his fingers except one, his index finger. Trowa knew what that signal meant. He and Duo and been on plenty of missions together to know when Duo was asking for more time before any of the them would interfere.
Duo swallowed hard. ‘I need to know.’ He licked his dry lips and relaxed under the pressure of the metal barrel on his forehead. “Quatre who do you think I am?”
“Stop playing these games with me. You know who you are, I know who you are and what you did you to me.”
“What did I do to you Quatre?” Trowa thought Duo was crazy to ask him that. Duo was playing a dangerous game in order to find out what happened to their friend.
“What you did? You know what you did. Stop telling me you don’t remember and all that other crap. You know what you did. You know it. Damn it, you do!”
“I am sorry I don’t remember.”
Quatre made a strangled noise that made both Trowa and Duo feel sick. “Okay I will play your stupid game.” Quatre bit into his lip hard and then sighed in frustration. “You handcuffed me, beat me and sodomized me. Is that what you want to hear! Is it? Or do you want more? Do you want me to be more descriptive?”
Trowa held onto the door for support. The way Quatre said it all was so emotionally infuriating. He was shocked at what Duo said next. “I am sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Had Duo gone mad. Was he trying to die in front of him and Quatre or was he trying to taunt Quatre into saying who it was.
Duo’s emotions went wild as he heard all that was being said. He had no choice, he had to know. He knew how to push Quatre, but this time was different. Quatre didn’t see Duo, he saw a monster, the same monster that violated him. He had to push as far as he could to find out, even if his life depended on it. ‘Heero I am sorry if I die doing this. Please know I love you, but I have an obligation to my other love.’
Quatre next words made them both cringe. “You didn’t mean to what, fuck me or fuck me twice. All I want to know is what did you do to Trowa?” Duo forced himself not to look at the boy behind him. He was confused about how Trowa could fit into this.
Trowa paled when he realized who Quatre thought Duo was. He had to end this and end it now. “Quatre.” His voice was broken when it come out and he didn’t understand why.
Something seem to click behind furious aquas as a familiar voice invaded the room. He turn his eyes slightly to the right and saw shame stricken green orbs and quickly back to the cobalt, no violet eyes. “Oh no.” The words fell from his lips as low as a small breath. It wasn’t Heero, it was Duo. He was holding a gun to his best friend’s head. He felt shame wash over him because Trowa and Duo now knew what happened to him. ‘Oh Allah I never wanted them to know.’ He lowered his gun and said sorry as he turned it on himself.
Trowa couldn’t react. He couldn’t move or scream no. He saw someone he loved more than life itself turn a gun to his head. He also watched as Duo sprung from his previous position and reach for the gun. Time seemed to slow for him as Duo tried to struggle for the weapon. It all seemed so unreal, dreamlike, but Trowa knew that the small ping sound was real just like the gun and silencer the bullet had to pass through to make it.