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
This a fic I wrote years ago. Rape warning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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 2
by Markanovanlink
Tears sparkling like stars came running down the face of a very scared Quatre Raberba Winner. The tears were more of betrayal than fear. One of his closest friends was about to rape him. How could this be happening? Why is this happening? 'Heero, please don't.' Were the only thoughts running through his mind. His mind snapped back to reality when he felt his pants being roughly pulled off of him. He watched Heero throw them on the floor and walk back over to his bag. Quatre swallowed hard. The tape on his face was really tight. The only way he could breath was through his nose. His wrists were already bleeding from where he was yanking his hands free. His legs were free. But everytime he used them to keep Heero away from him, Heero would block them with one hand while using the other to punch him in his ribs.
Heero walked back to the bed with something in his hand. Quatre closed his eyes as he felt the cold metal object against his neck.
"Are you going to stop fighting me so I don't have to cut off your legs?"
Quatre eyes flew open in shock as he looked at Heero. The cobalt blue eyes were full of a deadly intensity. Quatre had a bad feeling that Heero might actually do it. Quatre turned his face to the side and closed his eyes. The cold metal was gone but was replace by a warm tongue. Quatre could smell the alcohol on his breath. Heero got off the bed and smacked him. Quatre opened his tear filled eyes to look at Heero.
"I want you to see everything that is about to happen to you."
Heero started to take off his clothes. Heero slowly took off his green tank top and black biker shorts. When Heero was completely naked he walked back to his bag.
Quatre started to yank at the chains again. He could feel his flesh rip against the metal cuffs. He kept on pulling until he felt a stinging pain fly across his chest. Watery aquas meet cold cobalt. Heero had a black leather belt in his hands."Quatre why are you making this worst on your self? Just stop. You're not getting away unless I let you go."
Quatre wanted to scream so bad. He wanted to yell for help, but even if he could no one would hear him. The cabin that the gundam pilots were currently hiding out in was hidden deep in a forest. It took three hours just to get to a town in either direction.
Heero got on the bed and grabbed Quatre's legs. Heero put almost all of his body weight on Quatre's right leg and used his left hand to hold Quatre's other leg. With his free hand, Heero rammed a dry finger into Quatre. Quatre 's body jerked from the contact. Quatre closed his eyes tight trying not to cry but the pain was to much. The tape on Quatre's mouth prevented him from screaming out loud, but it made Quatre sound like a dying animal. The sound made Heero harder. Heero rammed in another finger and then another. Finally he took his hand away and got off the bed so he could look at Quatre.
Quatre's body was very lean and small. His skin was smooth and pale. His hair was a mix between golden yellow and white. Heero noticed that Quatre seem to bruise easy. Quatre's face was purple from where Heero had slapped him and his sides and stomach were too. Quatre's wrists were blue and red. The red was actually blood. The red seem to stand out the most. It covered his wrists and arms and even his thighs. 'How much can you bleed angel?'
Heero got back on top of Quatre's shaking form. He positioned himself and rammed into Quatre. Quatre arched his back in pain. With no regard for Quatre at all, Heero continued his onslaught. The more Quatre tried to pull away the harder Heero would ram into him. Quatre could feel his body being ripped apart from the inside. Quatre finally gave in to the pain. He stopped struggling and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Heero screamed out Duo's name as he came inside of Quatre. Heero fell onto Quatre's chest. After a while, Heero got up off the bed and went to his bag again. Quatre kept staring at the ceiling. Heero came back and ripped the tape away from Quatre's mouth. Quatre kept staring at the ceiling. Heero then uncuffed him. Quatre kept staring at the ceiling. This is not what Heero expected to happen. He thought that Quatre would be a crying mess.
Heero got back on top of Quatre and took hold of Quatre's hands in a way that made his arms form a X above his head. Heero then interlaced his fingers with Quatre's. Heero's body laid inbetween Quatre's legs.
"Quatre?" Heero looked into his eyes and sighed. 'He is no fun.'
"Must you behave this way? Damn, you're just like Trowa."
The word Trowa snapped Quatre's eyes from the ceiling to Heero. "I see I got your attention. Hey don't give me that look. I know you're not mad that I fucked Trowa before you?"
Quatre started to jerk his body so he could knock Heero off. This only made Heero excited. Quatre couldn't move Heero at all. He wanted so much to kill Heero if he had did this to Trowa. Not Trowa. Trowa didn't deserve to be treated like this. As Quatre tried to get Heero off of him, Heero grabbed Quatre's wrists with one hand squeezed them until Quatre yelped. With his free hand, he guided his member back into Quatre's body. Quatre was screaming for him to stop but his screams only made him thrust harder into Quatre.
When Heero finally came, Quatre was in tears. Heero got off of him and gather his things and put them in his bag. Just as Heero was about to leave, Quatre ran towards him. Heero stepped aside and grabbed Quatre's arm twisting it behind his back.
"Why? Why did you rape Trowa?"
"Who said I raped him? He wanted it more than I did." Heero threw Quatre against the wall placing his forearm against Quatre's neck. "I will say this much. You were the first virgin I ever fucked."
Heero let go of Quatre and watch him hit the ground. Quatre didn't move as Heero left his room. Quatre stayed where he was on the floor staring blankly at the ceiling.