Category: Angst, Adventure,AU, Slave/Master Pairings: 1x2, 4x3(eventually), 5x? Rating: R (?) Disclaimer: Standard. Youknow them all by now so I won't bore you with a repeat. Archive: Darkflame's GundamWing Fanfiction, on the q.t, , Boys in Chains, The End, Angel Ran’s Gundam Wing Fanfiction anyone else who wants it Warnings: This story does show how a lot of people felt about the owning of slaves, a feeling that was very alive in this country not that long ago, as well as in many civilizations down through the ages. There are some good owners and some bad owners, like in everything. If someone owning another person bothers you, you might not like this fic. But then I'm not forcing anyone to read it. There are also M/M relationships in this fic (I'm very much a 1x2/3x4 fan.) so if boys being together (and I do mean together) bothers you don't read. Golden Lights PartTwenty-Two By SilverLady Quatre sat staring at the empty bed on the other side of his small room. Empty because Duo wasn’t sleeping in it anymore. He and Heero had quit pretending they were just slave and master and Duo had moved into Heero’s bed. Quatre was happy for Duo. He had a feeling that this was just what Duo had been looking for. Sighing, Quatre shifted on the bed. It was rather early and no one else seemed to be up yet. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be doing, since Trowa had told him nothing before going to bed the night before. He did get the sense that theothers, all except Duo, were angry at him for some reason, but he didn’t know what it could be. He still wondered about yesterday’s accident. It just seemed strange that that stall would happen to fall just as Heero walked past. Were they trying to get Heero or Duo, though? It could have been either one. Quatre had thought a long time about the situation and had come to the unhappy conclusion that, somehow, Trowa’s cousin Mihal was behind the incidents and that it was his fault. If he had just let Mihal have what he had wanted that night, he wouldn’t be angry with Duo and Heero. Could it have really beenthat awful? Heero and Duo have sex all the time and both certainly seem to enjoy it. Just then, with the barest of knocks, Trowa opened the door and walked into the room. “We’re meeting downstairs in five minutes. Be there.” “Yes, master.” Trowa looked at him for a minute, then turned on his heel and left. Quatre sighed again, reaching for his shoes. Maybe it was just the town they were in,but Trowa had not corrected him once about addressing him as master. Quatre hadn’t tried to figure out why, though. It was just the strange ways of these strange people, perhaps. Rising to his feet, he quietly made his way out of the room and headed for the stairs. He noticed that Wufei had already started down and he guessed the others were already waiting below. He’d barely taken three of the stairs when he felt an abrupt pressure against his back. The unexpected shove caused him to loose his balance and he stumbled. Reaching out instinctively his hand came in contact with Wufei’s back. Wufei, also caught off guard, lost his balance as well. He tried to catch himself, to no avail, and with a crash pitched the rest of the way down the stairs to land in a crumpled heap at the bottom. Trowa had looked up at the noise, just in time to see Wufei fall down the stairs. Moving as quickly as he could he headed for stairs, hoping that Wufei was alright. Wufei was moaning and attempting to sit up when Trowa reached him. At about that time Duo and Heero had appeared, coming out of the adjacent dining hall to see what the noise was. Trowa knelt down beside Wufei. “Don’t try and move,” he said softly. “You could have broken something.” Wufei slowly shook his head. “I’m fine,” he insisted, continuing his efforts to sit up. “Just bruised and….” He hissed in pain as he tried to put some weight on his left arm. Trowa quickly helped him to sit up and lean against the wall. Carefully he felt along the arm. “It’s broken,” he announced quietly. “What happened?” Heero demanded as he knelt down on the other side of Wufei. Wufei glared up at Quatre, who was standing in stunned shock on the stairs. “He pushed me.” Quatre gasped in surprise at the cold accusing tone of Wufei's voice. “It was an accident. I…” Trowa looked up at him, his eyes blank. “Go back to your room and wait for me.” “But…” “Now.”Trowa voice indicated that he was to be obeyed. Quatre hung his head. “Yes, master.” Turning, he slowly made his way up the stairs. Trowa looked at Heero. “I think you and Duo should take Wufei to a doctor and have him checked out. That arm needs to be set and you need to be sure they aren’t any more injuries.” Wufei glared at the two of them. “Don’t talk like I can’t hear you. I’m fine. I sure don’t need to see….” He nearly bit his tongue as Heero reached out to feel his injured arm. “Damn it, Yuy! That hurt.” “I though you said you were fine.” Wufei sagged back against the wall. “All right. Let’s get this over and done with.” Heero nodded. “Duo, get his other side. We’ll support you, so don’t try and do anything yourself.” “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Heero glanced at Trowa, who had moved to one side to let Duo in. “What are you going to do?” Trowa glanced at the stairs. “Get to the bottom of this.” Heero nodded. “We’ll be back shortly.” Trowa was quiet as he watched Duo and Heero help Wufei up and head towards the front of the inn. Then, with a sigh, he turned and head up the stairs. Quatre jerked up as the door slammed open and Trowa walked into the room. “What did you think you were doing?” Trowa’s voice was flat and cold. “It was an accident. Someone pushed me.” “There was nobody on those stairs but you and Wufei.” “But…” “Enough!” Trowa roared, suddenly furious. “I have had enough! I don’t know what you've hoped to accomplish with your little games, but they end here. “ Quatre blinked, uncertain as to what Trowa meant. “Don’t give me that innocent look. You know damn well what I mean. I thought this trip would be good for you. Give you a chance to get to know me and me know you. But what do you do? Try and hurt or even kill the three people I consider my best friends. And why? I thought you liked Duo and I didn’t think you had anything against either Heero or Wufei.” Quatre could only stare in shock. Trowa thought he was the cause of the attacks on the others? “But Master I…” *Crack* Quatre gasped in shock, his hand going to the cheek Trowa had just slapped, which was turning red from the force of the blow. “Enough. I’m through coddling you. From now on, you speak only when spoken to, by me. I don’t want to hear any excuses. I tried to be understanding, but that obviously hasn’t worked. Stupidly enough, I actually wanted to be your friend, but you repay me with nasty acts of cruelty to my friends. “I was half tempted to turn around and head back to Macir, but I’ve decided not to. It’s been a long time since I’ve taken any kind of trip and I intend to enjoy it. But we will be doing things my way from now on. I’m hiring someone to take over the cooking and supply duties, since I can’t trust you. From now on, your only duty is to wait on me. I don’t want you near anyone or anything without my express permission. You are not to go anywhere alone, not even to relieve yourself. Trowa turned to leave. “You will sit on this bed until I call for you. And be glad your punishment wasn’t more than this. Next time you hurt one of my friends, I’ll have you beaten until you won’t be able to sit for a week. Is that understood?” “Yes, master,” Quatre whispered, staring at the floor. “Just so it’s clear.” With that Trowa turned and left the room, closing the door behind him. Quatre sagged slowly to bed, struggling to hold his tears at bay. They thought he was behind the attacks. They thought he had tried to kill Duo, Heero and Wufei. But why? He had no reason to hurt them. He liked them. And now Trowa hated him. Why did that hurt most of all? More so than the cutting words and the hit. He, too, had hoped to begin to get to know the young man that had bought him better during this trip. Now it didn’t seem as if that was going to be possible. When did I stop hating him so much and start to like and respect him? And how can I prove that it wasn’t me that tried to hurt the others. Suddenly he wanted the Trowa he begun to know on this trip back. And somehow, he would find a way to clear himself and prove to the others that it hadn’t been him. Is this another part of the test, Great One? What I am I supposed to do? What is this all leading to?