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
Okay lots of warnings for this part. Lets see: NCS…Violence…Bad Words…and um…Substance abuse. Yup, I think that covers it. I mean I’ve been working on this fic for years. You would think I would have it done by now. Well I kinda do. I was thinking about scraping it, but thanks to you readers, it carries on.
Um yeah, it is like 2 am in the morning and I proof read it but I am not sure if I caught everything. So if you see anything you can let me know…Sorry for any typos I didn’t catch.
Please tell me what you think of my twists and turns on this story too. I would love any suggestions, thoughts, comments and or questions. I don’t get many. Please, please, please review.
NCS, Torture, Angst, and Violence
NC-17
1x2, 1x3, 1x4, 3x4 1x5
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 11
by Markanovanlink
Dead silence rings out like a loud explosion into hypersensitive ears as shaky hands reach for a bed shrouded by darkness. Every step felt like an eternity through hell. Uncertain fingers slowly touch and trace a tiny hole on wet cold skin. Fear filled eyes blink back tears of disbelief.
With a mind screaming the word no, he pulls his hand away from the dead angel’s forehead. Falling to his knees, he weeps for the dead angel lying on the blood spluttered bed. His voice is like a empty whisper as words slowly pierce through chapped lips. “Quatre I’m sorry. I am so sorry.”
“Heero, Heero…Wake up!” Eyelids spring open to the sound of Wufei’s voice. “We are here.” He rubs his tired eyes with calloused fingers as he realizes it was all just a dream. The reality he was living now, was the nightmare. He sighed and exited the vehicle with his bag. He and Wufei left the truck and walked quietly for 2 hours in the midday sun.
The two teens stopped in front of a large military facility. A long line of people from young to old stood in front of the gates. Potential soldiers wanting to serve their government. The two boys walked to the end of the long line. Heero watched as people with picket signs singing of peace were escorted away from the line by guards. “This is going to be a long day.”
“You said it, Yuy. It will only take us three or four days to complete…” Wufei sighed and looked down.
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t stop thinking about him, Heero. What kind of monster preys on innocents like that?”
“He’s not innocent. None of us are. He’s killed, you’ve killed, I’ve killed, we all have killed or done something we will never forgive ourselves for. We are soldiers and we take the good and the worst of the bad. He will heal and get over it like we all have and continue to do.”
“He was rap…violated for crying out loud. How do you just get over something like that.” Wufei was furious with Heero. It was hard to keep his voice as a whisper while they stood in line.
Heero sighed and looked at Wufei through closed eyes. “ I don’t know. It’s human nature to survive. He will. He has to.”
Wufei closed his eyes as well. “You are right. You are absolutely right.” With that said, the two Gundam pilots waited in line.
After five hours of standing in line, the boys were let in the gate, given a group number and allowed to sign paper work. The boys were in the same group and where the two of five that was picked out of a group of sixty.
They were admitted into the military academy and spent the next two days training with the other recruits. On the second night of training, the recruits in their group planned a party. Heero and Wufei attended the wild party behind the barracks. There was loud music, booze, girls and weed.
Heero sat down next to Wufei on the ground with a beer in each of his hands as he narrowed his eyes at him. “You don’t want a drink?”
“I don’t drink.”
“Why not?” Heero put his lips on the bottle and took a swig of his beer. “Come on, loosen up and have one.”
Wufei raised his eyebrow at the sight of the bottle. “I better not, I have never drank before.”
As Heero drowned his beer, dark thoughts started coming to his mind. “Okay, we will get you something lite to try.” Heero rose up while drowning the other beer. He threw both bottles to the ground and walked away.
Wufei smirked in amusement as Heero stumble a bit as he walked. ‘I never seen him like this before.’ Before another thought could come to mind, Heero was giving him a red plastic cup.
“Drink it.”
“What is it?”
“Jesus Juice. Come on, you will like it. Trust me.” Wufei looked at Heero for a moment and then sipped some of the blue juice. He notices a pineapple slice floating in it but other than that, it tasted good.
Wufei had lost count of how many cups Heero gave him. ‘What the hell are we talking about? I don’t remember.’ He started to giggle at something Heero had said. Everything felt so warm around him until he started to fill dizzy. “Heero I don’t feel so good.”
Heero helped his Asian friend up and half carried him back to their dorm room. The room was small with two beds and a bathroom with a shower. Heero pulls him into the room and shuts the door. “Oh Nataku, I gonna be sick.” Heero hisses under his breath as he helps Wufei towards the bathroom.
Wufei clutches the toilet like a lifeline as he throws up. Heero holds his hair back while he does so. ‘I’ve never seen him with his hair down before. He is so sexy like this. What the fuck? I cant do this to Duo anymore. I am in control.’ Heero runs the water in the sick and fills a cup. “Here, drink some of this.”
Wufei looked distraught as he tried to drink the water. Heero grabbed a wash cloth, wet it and cleaned the other’s face with it. Wufei smiled and started to slur as he spoke. “Tha…thanks…He…roo…I don’t kn…know…what I would…do without…you.” The Japanese pilot turned off the water, flushed the toilet and picked up Wufei.
After tucking him in bed, Heero watches as Wufei grabs his arm. The drunk boy whispers the words “thank you” before passing out. Heero sighs as he goes back into the bathroom.
Looking into the mirror at his reflection, he mentally yells at himself. ‘Why am I lusting after Wufei like this? He is my friend, but I want him so bad. What is wrong with me? I love Duo. Duo is the only one I love. But it would be so easy just to fuck him while he is passed out. No, no, no, no!’ He closes his eyes and slaps himself. With a heavy sigh he walks out of the bathroom and to his bed. After getting under the cover, he starts to touch himself as he thinks of fucking Wufei in his sleep. ‘I would love to hear how you would scream.’
Wufei felt like he was falling and drowning all at the same time. He forced his heavy eyelids open and tried to focus. Everything was blurry. Blinking a couple of times until his vision cleared up, the first image to come to view was Heero. He was standing over him. No wait, he was on top of him. Wufei felt extreme confusion and dizziness all at the same time. “He…Heero, what are you doing?”
The other boy smiled and put his lips on his. Wufei jerked away but was to dizzy and weak to really move. “What the hell is wrong with you? Get off of me.” Heero didn’t say a word as he threw the cover that was between them on the floor and started to take off Wufei’s pants.
Wufei’s arms and legs felt like lead and he couldn’t move them. All he could do was watch as Heero started taking off his clothes. ‘This cant be happening. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. This is just a…’ A sharp pain racked through his body as he realized Heero was on top…no…inside him. His knees where achingly trapped between his chest and Heero’s. He couldn’t scream because Heero’s hands were tight around his neck.
With each painful thrust came a scream that was strangled noiseless from his throat. Only his eyes could express the torment he felt. He couldn’t believe what was happening to him. He couldn’t breathe and the pain was choking the last breath out of him. With every shot of agony, came more pressure on his windpipe. He closed his eyes as the darkness…no…Nataku called his name.