Author: Karen, The Huntress
Rating: R
Warning: Preventer era, lime, language
Pairing: 1x2, 1+2+3+4+5
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Archive: Shades and Echoes
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters.
Hello. Halloween is fast approaching. Several years ago I posted Big Bad Wolf, this is an updated version. Please enjoy your reading. Take care. Hugs. Karen, The Huntress.
Tonight is the night when dead leaves fly like witches on switches across the sky.
When ghoul and ghost and goblin host make a dance....its Halloween!
Big Bad Wolf
"Ah come on it'll be fun." Duo declared as he helped himself to the last slice of pumpkin pie.
Wufei leaned back shaking his head in a definite "no". "Attending a Halloween party at Preventer Headquarters is not my idea of entertainment." he announced with a snort.
Duo looked around the dinner table hoping Heero, Quatre and Trowa were not as closed-minded, "Don't pay any attention to Wu-man," he smirked knowing how much Wufei hated his new nickname, "he's just an old stick in the mud."
Always the diplomat Quatre tilted his head figuring a polite way to respond. "Wufei may have a legitimate point. Do you really believe we would have a good time? Dressing up in silly costumes doesn't seem enjoyable."
Sitting beside Quatre, Trowa nodded fiercely in agreement.
Duo would not be deterred, "It's not like we'd be the only ones in costume. I don't want to stay at home on Halloween." he begged poking out his bottom lip in the best sympathy pout he could muster.
Less tactful, Heero set down his coffee cup. "We would look ridiculous."
Duo knew from experience that Heero was his best bet to win the argument. "Please for me." He leaned closer letting the breathy request feather over Heero's face. "You know when I'm happy I make you happy."
Duo launched his next barrage of persuasion by batting his long eyelashes then reinforced his position by discreetly sliding his hand under the table, slipping it between Heero's legs and nudging the right spot.
Heero had to use all of his discipline training to keep his reaction to the well-aimed stimulus hidden from his comrades. As additional pressure was applied he resisted the urge to squirm. "If we do decide to go and I mean if..."
Duo's talented fingers continued their masterful manipulations. Heero shifted in his chair and tried to ignore the tingle gathering in his groin. "We need to setup some rules."
Duo smiled, pleased that his manual assault had caused unconditional surrender. He mercifully withdrew his hand. "All right, what rules to ya want?"
Wufei wasted no time with his answer. "I WILL NOT go as an onna."
"Okay. Any more regulations?"
"The costumes should be tasteful." Quatre added as he finished his tea.
"Tasteful!"Duo repeated, rolling his eye at his Arabian counterpart, "it's Halloween not the freakin' Harvest Ball. Why don't you leave everything to me."
"Certainly not!" Wufei exclaimed with another hard shaking of his head.
Trowa employed a different strategy."Where do you expect to find costumes at this late date?" he wondered, knowing it was the 30th of October.
A sly grin graced Duo's face, the type of smirk that put everyone on notice they had long ago lost control of the situation. "Costumes?" The grin grew wider."I've taken care of that." he admitted then gave serious consideration to a hasty retreat.
Heero locked his cobalt eyes on his partner, "You cocky bastard, you had this planned all along."
"I will not be an onna." Wufei reminded everyone again.
"Now don't go Zero on me. At least take a look at what I picked out." Duo requested before disappearing into the hall.
Duo returned with three large shopping bags. "Trowa, your costume was easy." he announced pulling out a vibrantly colored clown suit.
"Of course you have to be a dragon." he proclaimed to Wufei as he held up a one piece green costume with felt spikes running down the back.
Wufei prepared to protest but Duo's raised hand silenced him. After all he couldn't pass up the chance to get in one more barb. "It's a male dragon."
The next costume materialized from the bag."Quatre has to be sheik."
Quatre's costume was composed of black flared-legged pants, a sky blue puffy-sleeved shirt, a silver sash, turban and a plastic scimitar.
Now it was Heero's turn to discover what ridiculous outfit his mischievous lover had chosen for him. "What is...that?" he stammered as Duo hauled out something covered entirely in gray shaggy fake fur from the second bag.
Duo laid out the two-piece suit and a pair of pointed ears attached to a curved headband. "A wolf."
Heero rubbed his temples that had begun to throb. "You want me to be a wolf?"
"Yeah, you have to be a wolf to match my costume." The former Shinigami explained extracting the last outfit from the third bag.
The stunted quartet stared at Duo's intended attire...white blouse, red pleated skirt, white apron and a red hip-length hooded cape.
Duo stared back at his friend's blank expressions before offering an explanation. "Little Red Riding Hood."
Wufei was the first to find his voice, "It is official, Duo Maxwell has finally lost his mind."
"You're going as a girl?" Heero stated more than asked. Now his head was really aching.
Duo pulled his braid over his shoulder. "I have the hair for it." The logic made perfect sense to him.
Heero pushed his unruly bangs from his eyes to make sure what he saw was real. "A girl." he muttered under his breath then sighed in defeat. "And I'm a wolf."
"It'll be fun." Duo beamed thinking of how sexy he'd look dressed up like a Little Red onna.
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Halloween--7: 00 P.M.
The clown and the sheik stepped from Heero's Land Rover with the customized license plate "WING ONE".
A very reluctant dragon skulked around the black vehicle avoiding the parking lot lights to conceal his identity. Wufei had mumbled all the way to Preventer Headquarters and was still cursing in Chinese as he joined Quatre and Trowa.
Heero muttered out his own string of obscenities when the fluffy wolf tail attached at his costume's rear end snagged on the seat belt. The swearing continued as he tugged the tail free and shuffled in line with the odd collection of characters.
In contrast to his friend's inhibited behavior Duo, his loose ponytail tied back with a wide scarlet ribbon, bounced off toward the building without a bit of embarrassment.
Heero did have to admit that the combination of Duo's unfettered hair and the way his hips wiggled under the short skirt was quite alluring. "Tonight might not be a total waste of time."
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The main conference room was covered from floor to ceiling will all manner of spooky decorations. Glitter coated cobwebs, festooned with their eight-legged occupants, sparkled in the fluorescent lights.
Skeletons dangled from doorframes like bony wind chimes. Gauzy ghosts fluttered below heating ducts and gruesome goblins were strategically placed for the maximum haunting affect.
Human vampires, specters and bogeymen milled with an odd assortment of cartoon characters. A goodly number of Anime heroes, heroines and villains also wandered around the room.
Even after Wufei sidestepped another dragon as he made a straightway path to the bar, his grouchy disposition didn't improve. It was clear, if he was going to get through this hellish evening he'd need a couple of drinks to ward off his inclinations to strangle Duo.
Quatre, his blond hair crowned by the turban and scimitar tucked into his belt and Trowa, transformed with grease paint and baggy pants, stood side by side wondering if the whole world had gone mad.
They soon decided it would be easier to traverse "The Night of the Living Dead" on a full stomach so they headed to the buffet table set out with a feast of finger sandwiches that might or might not contain real fingers.
An eerie hodgepodge of marzipan pumpkins, candy corn and marshmallow bats nestled with gummy rats in a cauldron. What appeared to be icy eyeballs bobbed in a punch bowl filled with ruby liquid that was definitely spiked with spirits from a fermented brew.
Little Red with "her" Big Bad Wolf in tow mingled among the macabre masqueraders. Gradually Heero loosened up and enjoyed himself...Duo was right it was easier when everyone else looked as silly as he did.
Quatre and Trowa also seemed more at ease as they talked with their fellow agents. Likewise Wufei finally conceded to the merriment but only after his second gin and tonic kicked in.
As the Chinese dragon navigated his way through the phantasmic throng, Quatre and Trowa stifled a snigger. It was amusing to watch the usually tight-assed Chang Wufei totter around in oversized green "feet" with a long, equally emerald tail dragging on the floor behind him.
Wufei must have sensed the pair's imminent giggles. He halted abruptly leaning forward so he could be heard above "Monster Mash" that was blaring at a deafening volume.
"If I see one smirk, hear anything at all like laugher, I'll hang both of you from the rooftop flagpole." he threatened with absolute seriousness to inflect bodily harm at the slightest provocation.
Before the sheik or the clown could deny the dragon's allegations of their impending laugher Wufei spun on his heels, the tight pivot causing his tail to bump into Scooby Doo, then huffed off to brood by the bar.
Once the sulking mystic reptile was out of attack range Quatre and Trowa broke into a fit of full-blown cackling that would have surely resulted in a quite unpleasant rooftop experience.
Meanwhile Duo was enjoying the party as only he could. He joked and laughed, all the while swatting away numerous attempts to find out what he was wearing under his skirt.
After warding off yet another flirtatious grab Duo joined Quatre and Trowa who were sitting at a corner table.
"Great party!" he shouted over the loud music.
"Is Wufei still at the bar?" Trowa wondered knowing how disagreeable Wufei could be when he had too many drinks. He hoped they wouldn't end the evening guiding an uncooperative drunken dragon back through the parking lot.
"The last time I saw him he was talking with a woman dressed like a cat." Duo replied. "There sure is a lot of roaming hands around here." he added smoothing down his short skirt to discourage any more ogling or improper touches.
Quatre smiled at Duo's uncharacteristic modesty. "Maybe next year you'll consider something less revealing." he advised before cutting his eyes at Trowa who was doing some staring of his own.
Duo chose to ignore the sheik's good-natured teasing, "Have you seen Heero?" he asked, realizing his canine partner was nowhere in sight.
"I think he's in the hall." Trowa replied sheepishly cringing from Quatre's acidic glare.
Duo excused himself, glanced back at Wufei who had abandoned the bar to dance with the cute cat and headed for the door.
The hall lights had been set on conservation levels to save energy. As Duo walked down the dim corridor the music and voices faded and were replaced by an eerie stillness. Shadowy outlines appeared to flicker along the walls; his footsteps resounded in the hallway's vacancy.
Suddenly "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" made Duo wary. "There's nothin' to be scared of." He debated whether or not to return to the party. "Heero should be here...somewhere."
Duo forced himself further down the murky hallway, the internal dialogue continued."Hell you're a Gundam pilot." he mumbled aloud then flinched when his words echoed back at him.
Two more steps. The dim hall crossed another hall.
Where was Heero?
"All right Maxwell keep it together nothing here can be as bad as OZ and you've kicked plenty of OZ ass."
Duo was so absorbed in his solitary discussion he didn't notice a bluish outline rippling along the intersecting hall, did not hear the bare rustle or sense the approaching presence.
"Are you lost little girl?" a husky voice growled from the veiled shadows.
Duo froze.
Icy tentacles clawed up his spine, every nerve ending tingle. Now he keenly sensed a stirring in the air, felt feathery fingers stroke his hair.
With great trepidation, he turned slowly to face the mysterious apparition.
Steely blue eyes met Duo's widened sight. Wisps of silver gray reflected the limited light and glowed in a muted halo.
"Are you lost?" Heero repeated leaning near his surprisingly meek lover.
"Damn Heero you scared the shi..."
The reminder of the sentence was cut off when Heero's mouth sealed over Duo's parted lips. The kiss was fiery with passion.
Strong arms encircled Duo's waist pulling him into an inescapable embrace and he was helpless to resist the sensuous attack. Heero eased the "little girl" backward until Duo's body was pressed firmly against the wall.
Heero broke the searing kiss but moved back only enough to aim a hypnotic gaze squarely into Duo's violet eyes. "I think I've found my next meal." the Big Bad Wolf announced, hungrily licking his tongue around his kiss-redden lips, savoring the sweet aftertaste of his lover.
Duo shuddered at the delicious declaration. A flush of excitement warmed every inch of his more than willing body. The tingle immediately left his spine and gathered in his groin with enough force to make him weak in the knees.
The wolf slid his hands down from Duo's waist to his hips, kept to the course until they reached the short shirt's hem. "Where should I begin my feasting?" he wondered as his tongue lapped down Duo's neck bringing on a stronger bout of chills.
Duo surrendered breathlessly to the enticing touch."Wherever...you...want to."
Heero's fingers lifted the hem higher to reveal exactly what Duo was wearing under the pleated fabric.
Duo had wisely decided to forego the white tights that had come with the costume. At the time his decision had been for comfort as he couldn't imagine squeezing his genitals into such snug confines but now he was glad he had worn knee socks instead.
Spurred on by Heero's lustful prodding Duo's growing arousal strained against red satin bikini briefs that were on the verge of bursting at the seams.
Heero's fingers curled around the taut waistband and pulled down until the briefs slipped to Duo's ankles.
Duo's engorged manhood stood at attention anxiously awaiting more of Heero's stimulating caresses. With a throaty growl the ravenous wolf squatted down and shoved his head under his trembling lover's skirt. The fabric draped over Heero's shoulders hiding him and leaving Duo to wonder what the lustful lupine was going to do.
Duo's heart hammered in anticipation. Suddenly something hot and wet teased along the tip of his twitching manhood causing Duo's breath to hitch then the breath was expelled as he cried out Heero's name.
OWARI
That is my humble Halloween story. You can let your imaginations take over from here.
Trick or treat?---You decide!
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