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"Right, we're all set?" She glanced at the window, "My! It's almost dusk. We're better get you dressed up for Wufei to see you."

Quatre looked up in surprise. "Wu-Wufei?" Hilde winked, "Just say, we're close enough to be on first terms. Don't tell anyone though, or Wufei is going to have my head!" Quatre nodded. Suddenly, Hilde's words came back to him, "The lord wants to see me?" Hilde frowned at him, "Of course. Anyways, Duo will be the one choosing the clothes for you, he says the clothes I choose are fit for those who are going to a mud fight." Quatre smiled weakly at her, he didn't think he could handle meeting another stranger especially after the falling-off-the-bed trick.

She pushed him into his room and walked out briskly, muttering something that vaguely sounded like "stupid stupid stupid Howard …treating….me…slave…" Quatre barely had time to sit down on his bed from relief, when the wooden door banged open and he jumped two feet into the air.

"Hello, we meet again." A cheery voice chirped.

Quatre looked up to meet the same man who had gotten annoyed at him in the woods. He started glaring at the newcomer. "Oh I just remember, it wasn't really a meeting right?" Duo retorted, raising an eyebrow at Quatre. Quatre turned away facing his back towards the braided man. "You do know that it isn't our fault that you got caught." Duo commented, rummaging in the drawers, "Turn around, blonde." He gripped Quatre on the shoulder and spun him around. He held up a pink silk shirt, Quatre grimaced, he didn't like the color, "hmmm…looks like we might have to get Wuff to buy new clothes for you, the neck hole and the shirt is too big for you. The breeches should fit." Quatre nodded, half dazed by the spinning.

Having a much closer look, he could see that this Duo was a quite sensual being, his figure being lean and fluid, his movement also accented by the gentle swaying of his long braid. "Now, before we get on the wrong side of the battle field, let me start again. I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell." Quatre looked up again into those sparkling orbs and sighed, -there wasn't any use of making enemies here- "I'm Quatre."

"No second name?"

Quatre shook his head in response. Duo shrugged, "Works for me." Quatre quietly sat and observed the braided man's movement, Duo spoke in a strange pattern, it seemed so- casual. He hadn't heard such tone and person who mixed up words to make sentences simpler.

"Here we go!"

Duo stood up cheerfully holding a dark blue silk shirt with brown breeches. "Try them on." While Duo adjusted the clothes, he carried on chattering. Quatre wasn't listening to half of it as he realized that the so-called breeches were far too short to be pants at all, along with the slight overlarge shirt, he seemed younger than ever, with his golden hair and wide blue eyes. "D-Duo?" he asked testing the new word on his tongue. "Yea?"

"Th-these pants, they are too short."

"Yea, they're suppose to be, they're surprisingly, called shorts."

Quatre's eyes clouded with confusion, "Why?" Duo winked, "Don't you look cute, Wuff likes legs occasionally. And you have nice smooth ones." Looking at Quatre's bewildered face, he laughed and gave the captive an one-arm hug. "It's hot, alright? Wearing these are much cooler." His face turned serious, "Although I wasn't joking about Wuffles liking a bit of leg."

Quatre immediately choked. Duo slapped him hard on the chest. "Hey, calm down." He stared at him again, "The neckline is seriously too big for you. It's practically hanging off a shoulder."

"Duo…"

"Yah?"

"Are you…never mind."

"No use not saying it."

Quatre decided to ignore the last comment and remained silent. "Fine, be silent again, anyways Wufei doesn't like to wait. Come on." He hoisted the small teen to his feet and immediately dragged him towards and out the door. "B-but wait!" The teen dug his heels into the ground. "I-I don't want to-…" he suddenly found himself eye to eye with the braided man. "What you want, is out of your hands, you belong to Wufei and there is nothing you can do about it." Duo stated,giving a hard jerk to the rope, leaving the blonde unbalanced and forcing him to jog after Duo.

They stopped in front of short hallway. "I thought the lord's room was two doors down."

"Oh so you were listening, actually this is two doors down I think someone forgotten to tell you that his room was also down a hallway." Duo reached forward and knocked three times on the door. "Wufei, I've brought the captive as you asked for." A deep, "come in." made Quatre more anxious and nervous than before. Duo pushed Quatre ahead. "There you go." Quatre turned around and clutched at Duo's shirt, "You-you're not coming with me?" Duo blinked, "Erm…no. Don't worry." He added hastily before closing the door, "Wufei doesn't hurt anyone unless it's the intention to murder."

Quatre stared agape at the now closed door, until he felt the dark lord's presence near him. "Come here." Slowly he edged further into the room, he noticed the lord sitting next to the fire reading a book, his glasses perched on his nose. He also noticed that the lord was wearing a loosely tied on robe.

Wufei looked up from his book and he nearly dropped it from mere lust. The golden haired slave he took in, radiated more innocence and beauty that Wufei was more than willing to take.

Wufei stood up from his chair and walked purposely towards Quatre. He felt scared, the dark lord radiated some sort of aura that he was still unsure of. The lord closed his hand carefully around the rope and pulled. "Come here, slave." Quatre obeyed as he was told remembering the wave of fury he saw in his previous meeting. "So tell me." Quatre kept his head down as the lord walked around him in slow circles.

"What is your name?"

"Qua-Quatre."

"Louder and you are to call me as master or my lord, understand?"

Quatre gritted his teeth, "Yes…master…" he ground out. The lord's hand shot out and pulled on his wrist tightly, "Do I say clear?" the lord ordered, his onyx eyes burning into his own. Quatre blushed at the closeness of their face -their lips almost touching. "Yes my lord." He breathed out. The face and hand disappeared, Wufei's eye trained back onto the book, his hand flipping a page every minute or so, the silence remained awkward as Quatre stood there.

"What is your name, slave?"

"Quatre…my lord"

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen…my lord."

"Have you had any experience with the same sex?"

Quatre was thrown back by the question. "Wha-what?"

Wufei sighed and rubbed his temples. "Have you had sexual intercourse with the same sex before?"

"No, of course not, my lord."

The lord smirked, and Quatre could feel himself paled. "Well. I guess later on I may have to 'train' you." He drawled, exaggerating the word, "I", making Quatre shiver in the most uncomfortable way. A sudden hand tilted his cheek up gently to meet the lord's face. "Tell me, have you ever been kissed before?" The thumb rubbed his lower lip, running over the smooth surface. Quatre widened his eyes, "N-no, m-my lord." He was suddenly overwhelmed at the feeling of the lord's lips on his own. A feeling of humiliation and helplessness welled up -fighting back the tears- he bit down hard on the lip drawing blood into his own mouth. Lord Wufei shouted and stumbled back, inspecting his bleeding lip. Quatre spat out the blood, trying to rid himself of the taste clinging to his tongue.

The lord grabbed his shirt, "Do you know what happens to those who disobey me?" he hissed, wiping his still bleeding lip. Quatre stammered, "I-I'm so-sorry." Wufei grabbed the rope and tugged hard leaving Quatre to fall on the floor. "Do you know how a captive is treated? Do you know how lucky you are to be here?"

"I-I'm sorry, m-my lord."

Wufei just wanted to take the slave right there, pound into him hard and rough until the golden haired cried out and begged for more.

The slave lay sprawled on the floor, the neck hole exposing his shoulder, the shorts exposing his boyish legs. Again Wufei took in the sight of the blonde, the smooth slender legs, the exposed neck and the wide sapphire eyes, Wufei's loins keened at the prospect.

"Duo!" He snapped, instantly the said person appeared by the open door, "Yes my lord?"

"Take him back to his quarters!"

Duo bowed low, took hold of Quatre's rope and dragged him out.

Wufei looked down at himself and sighed.

It was definitely time for a cold bath.

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