Author: Little Manga Neko

Rating: R

Pairings: 2x1, 4x3x4

Warnings: ANGST! DARK! NC 2x1stuff, AU, Hints of Lime, Crazy? Bastard Duo, preggy?

Disclaimer: I own only the storyline, my muse Ryu, A grumpy cat and a shrivelled Lemon. If you sue all you'll get is the lemon.

Note: Inspired by Blue Soaring's Fic 'Black Black Heart.' Read it now! It's that powerful! The tidbit at the end is a condensed version of the song 'Runaway' by The Real McCoy.

Runaway Part 1

He ran steadily with the remembered ease of a seasoned soldier. His long black cloak turned him into just another shadow against the frosty ground as he wove silently through the dense trees of the forest. Only occasionally stopping to glance at the few stars seen through the criss-crossed mesh of branches, creaking above him with a life of their own. He stopped to make sure he was still going in the direction Quatre had shown him so many days ago. All he had to do was follow the eastern constellation of Wing, which stayed in the sky 'till dawn this time of year. One night of running and if he was lucky he would reach the border before the twin suns rose, signalling dawn and the arrival of the Niken guards, which patrolled the river border.

A four-legged shadow ran across his path tripping him and causing him to fall hard against the rotted trunk of a fallen tree. The crash in the sudden silence caused him to tense holding his breath as he listened. Even though he knew he would never be able to hear the foot steps if he was being followed. Mentally he cursed himself. Getting distracted enough to make mistakes would only get him killed. Being careless... He desperately needed to reach the border and the safety it offered if he managed to cross it. Hopefully he would have just the slightest touch of luck. It was definitely overdue in his life.

*****

This is not the story of Heero Yuy's life, to tell you his past would take too long for not even he remembers everything that has happened. He may only be human but he has been kept ageless to fulfill his duties. The young boy you see has been alive long enough to watch armies fall and civilizations crumble such is natural when you live in an immortal society. I cannot tell you his future for it would be impossible, who can tell what has yet to be written by fate? All I can tell you is why he runs.

Heero Yuy runs for life, not his own, he learned long ago that his own life was worthless. He runs for the life of the precious one he carries. Wait, maybe I should tell you a bit about his past. The great wars were long past when Heero was born. No one knew how they ended or why they begun and most didn't care. They were too concerned with surviving. Some whispered it was human pride that was their down fall but no one really knows, the records from that time have long been destroyed any writings have crumbled to dust and drifted away.

All that is remembered is the Niken; angered by the human's arrogance at challenging them, had destroyed Earth. Any humans that remained were nomads, slaves on alien worlds. Born to a too young mother who expired before he took his first breath and a refugee species he would have died that same day, had he not been picked up by a member of a human resistance force. He was trained from that day on with only one purpose, to assassinate the mysterious ruler of the Niken.

Normally the Niken stayed on their home planet of Enien. But every thirty years the Emperor took a trip through out his extensive territories, staying one week on each planet. Heero was fifteen when he finally came to the planet that held the base of their small resistance force. He was smuggled into the capital and disguised as a house slave he snuck into the palace. He moved with silence knowing that he would only have one chance and failure was not an option. Too bad no one knew enough about the Niken to warn him that they didn't need light too see, that they could see the smallest detail even in the pitch black of night...

~Flashback~

As he headed down the halls of the Palace of Varclie Heero couldn't help but scoff at the Emperor's arrogance. He didn't even have guards posted in his private wing. A smirk flashed across Heero's face as he silently entered the Bedroom. It was larger then the entire training center he had grown up in. The night vision goggles led him through the maze of useless furniture to a bed that would comfortably sleep six. But only one figure laid in the middle of a mass of blankets. Past experience told him that guns never worked around the Niken so he had brought a poison encrusted dagger.

With a flick of his wrist it flew threw the air only to stop mere millimeters before the Emperor's face as Violet eyes flew open and in a flash Heero's glasses were blown away. The room lit up with eerie light as the Emperor narrowed his eyes and Heero could see metallic gold embers thread through their velvet depths. In a flash of light Heero's dagger disappeared. This boy was the feared leader of the Niken? He didn't look older then Heero and his fragile beauty was almost deceptively feminine. All that long chestnut hair defied description. It fell freely past ivory shoulders in a thick mass of waves; chestnut was too simple a color to call it.

But there was no other word Heero had for the jumble of silk. Each strand resembled the colors of the old woods of earth, polished golden oak, the deep auburn of antique cherry wood and the numerous other browns once found in nature. Heero would have scoffed at the idea this was his target, yet power radiated from the boy like a palatable aura. And the look in those eyes caused him to narrow his. He was looking into the eyes of one who knew death far too intimately. Tonight he would die, and a painless death would be too much to hope for. After all his trainers had told him how cruel the Niken were. Still they must have some form of honor?

"Kill me." He stated for Heero refused to beg.

The Emperor stood uncaring of his nudity and Heero would have looked away. Yet his body was no longer his own to control. Pushing a soft curl behind the pointed tip of one ear he seemed to study Heero's face finitely.

"Exquisite." He whispered and Heero felt his heart race in fear. He would have struggled, he would have screamed had he been able to. But as the Emperor harshly claimed his immobile lips, only his pupils dilated in fear.

"I am Duo, you may move now."

Suddenly free from his paralysis Heero tried to move back, to reach his self-destruct button. Duo stopped him and held him in an inhumanly strong grip.

"No, no. You should be executed for trying to assassinate the emperor, but you are far too delicious to waste on death."

"No, kill me."

"Ahh but I can't do that. You see I want to see those pretty blue eyes of yours fill with tears, I want to hear you scream... beg," he licked the edge of Heero's cheek enjoying the way the boy trembled. "I want to claim you, make you mine, I want to make you bleed. I have never denied myself anything I wanted and I have no intention of starting now."

~End Flashback~

From that Day Heero never slept alone again. He was trained by Duo in the art of sensual pleasures as thoroughly as he had once been trained in the art of death. In the following years, he saw things that he would never forget. Lived in more places, lived in such resplendent luxury. But with all things there was a catch. No one ever asked him if he wanted to give up his freedom to live in cage of crystal shards. It took him three years, but his plans were perfect. On the anniversary of the night he had first been captured, Heero ran away for the first time. Duo found him in five hours.

~Flashback~

Heero found himself held aloft in the air spread eagle, but still standing. Duo tsked as he surveyed his leman.

"Kill me Duo, I have disobeyed you and the punishment for a runaway leman is death."

"Why are you so stubborn Heero? Don't you know that you're mine? Did you honestly think that I would ever let you go? I told you long ago that not even death shall take you from me."

They were alone in the Emperor's bedchamber. He should have know that Duo wasn't going to kill him when he had him brought here instead of the dungeons. The dim light of candles cast a shadow on everything and the Emperor's fetish for black caused the room to fade away to nothing behind the figure dressed in loose black robes.

"If I killed you it would just be punishing myself, after all there is nothing I enjoy more then being buried in that tight cherry ass of yours. You're very addicting Heero, why else would I bring you with me everywhere? I start to fall apart without my daily fix, of you." Duo's words caused Heero to moan involuntarily as his body tightened. Cock rising to full attention. Duo smirked, "Your body understands what it needs pet, why can't you?"

"It responds because you taught it to." Heero managed to gasp as Duo took out his favorite knife. Easily cutting Heero's clothing to shreds. There was something so deliciously wicked about being naked before a fully dressed man. Something so vulnerable. The silvery tip grazed Heero's chest leaving a sparkling ruby trail, and Duo followed it with his tongue. Lapping up every precious drop as the wound closed quickly behind his touch. Heero knew this well, pleasure so intense he wasn't sure where it ended and the pain began.

"You taste soooo good beautiful one. I'm actually quite impressed you managed to hide from me a full five hours!"

"Hn."

"Do you know why the humans started the war with us?"

Used to Duo's lightening quick changes of conversation Heero only grunted. His body screaming at him for more as his mind welcomed the temporary respite. Taking the knife in hand Duo slashed his own wrist and watched fascinated as the blood dripped down his hand before the wound closed. Lifting his hand he traced the tender pout of Heero's lips before thrusting his fingers forcefully into Heero's mouth.

"Taste good huh? Humans found out that not only does Niken blood have healing properties, it's also a very powerful mind altering aphrodisiac."

Heero's eyes went hard for a moment then giving into the internal struggle his whole body slumped. With a blink, Duo freed him and instead of running Heero clung to the emperor his eyes glazed. "Please Master... touch me."

Looking momentarily sad Duo whispered, "Why do you fight me so Heero? Why must this be the only time you let me hold you... my love?"

But Heero couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, he could only feel the hunger eating him alive.

~End Flashback~

After that night Heero never tried to runaway again, until now. One of the most important things as the Emperor's leman was the birth control Heero had to drink every morning. Yes, Heero is a boy, but a Niken child isn't carried in the usual way. They are a species born of magic, so it didn't mater if the mom was a boy or girl. The child was conceived in your body, but it was nurtured in your soul. When it was ready the child would detach its soul from the mother's and create a physical body of its own to dwell in. Once conceived, the only way to abort the fledgling life was to kill the mother while their souls were still entangled. Niken children weren't often conceived. In fact most couples never had a child. But to ensure the purity of the royal bloodline, any leman or concubine in the royal harem had to take the drink. Only the Empress was allowed to carry the heir to the throne, which was totally fine with Heero.

But anyone in a position of power had enemies.

Even if Heero didn't want to be Duo's leman there were still those who were jealous and hated him. Why? Well first of all, He was a human nobody, before the Emperor had never taken a concubine to his bed more then once and one day he just announces that this little human nobody was his leman? A leman's power was only second to the Emperor's himself since he was unmarried. Second, since he had arrived Duo had called no one else to his bed. In fact, he went so far as to start giving the concubines their freedom or new masters.

Third, most importantly was the fact that Duo didn't just treat him as a leman. He took Heero with him everywhere and sat him by his side. Any one who disrespected Heero would suddenly disappear and unlike a normal leman Duo wouldn't share Heero's favors with any guest, no matter how important. In fact the way he had tortured that Duke Demilij before he killed him for daring to try to kiss 'his' Heero still gave some nightmares. As long as he was around, Duo would never choose an Empress, much less consider looking at anyone else. So the only way to restore the old status quo was to kill Heero. But that was impossible due to the fact that the Emperor himself had used his blood to turn Heero immortal. Thus he was the only one with the power to kill Heero. So various parties schemed and planed but did nothing.

It was the Princess Hilde's bitter jealousy and blind ambition, which spawned a truly ingenious plan. She replaced Heero's birth control with a potion that had been handed down in her family for generations. It virtually guaranteed the conception of a child. Once it was revealed Heero carried a child, the Emperor would be sure to kill him! Her plan was discovered a little too late by Ambassador Quatre who was visiting from the kingdom of the Emperor's younger brother Trowa. By the time he was able to scan Heero's spirit there was already another life tucked deep within the folds of his soul. Quatre knew he had to help. Why? Well the reason he had come to Duo's empire rather than Trowa was at that very moment Trowa was carrying their child. Something they had been secretly trying for, for years. And until it was born they dared not let anyone know of its existence. You see, Quatre wasn't blue blooded and therefore was unable to marry Trowa without the Emperor's permission.

Heero wasn't a fool he had felt the drain on his energy lately that could only mean one thing. But more frightened of losing the life within him then his own, he had managed to keep it hidden this long. Together they planned his escape and fate seemed to smile on them for once. The kingdom that Duo had given Trowa to rule over was a neutral zone, meaning no magic could penetrate it and bordered the very estate they were currently living in. No one would expect a member of the royal family to be hiding him. It only took time for them to orchestrate everything.

Heero had managed to get Duo mad enough so that he left him behind when Duo went to the capital on Enien to celebrate the birth of his little sister Catharine's first child.

*****

Heero forced himself to keep running. A long cut run down the side of his face but it was already scabbed over and healing. He held his right hand at an odd angle the purple bruises vivid against the pallor of his skin. The pain of his body healing was almost worse then his injuries without Duo there to ease it with his magic, but still he refused to give up. He could see the first murky shadows of dawn painted across the sky. But he could also hear the sound of running water. Once he crossed the river he would be in Trowa's land. The border patrols never crossed the river.

TBC...

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