5-27-2000

Strangers like me (part 1)
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Disclaimers (etc): Not mine...
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= I wanna know, can you show me
= I wanna know about these
= Strangers like me
= Tell me more, please show me
= Something's familiar about these strangers like me
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= Strangers like me, Phil Collins, Tarzan
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A.C. 93

Pain surged up his arm. Hycas looked at the wound. He watched the blood trickle down his forearm and fall to the floor. He looked at the gash, there was no reason for him to have a wound. He had not injured himself. He cleaned and bandaged it, then returned to his work.

"Hycas, there is a new slave for you to assess," the maid said pleasantly. The maid left and a violet-eyed boy stumbled in.

"Your name," Hycas said, the boy remained mute, his eyes averted. Hycas felt a pang of guilt - pain that the beautiful violet eyes would not look upon him.

"Dana," the boy said. The boy remained still, refusing to meet the ice blue orbs glaring into him. He could feel it. /Ice blue? I didn't even look at his eyes/ Dana looked up and sure enough the eyes were icy blue.

The boy looked at him, Hycas saw something undefinable flash through those violet eyes. /Deja vu/ Hycas shook his head, he'd never seen the kid, he was sure of that. How could anyone forget that chestnut mane, those expressive violet eyes?

"Dana, you are a slave?" an affirmative nod, "Then would you mind being sold?" The boy shook his head, "Then, you will be given residence." With that Dana was led from the room by a tall man with emerald eyes.

 

A _slave_, could he do no better for himself? No, he'd always be a slave. That man - Hycas was it? - he could swear he knew him. But from where? He knew he'd never seen him before. Hycas was but a boy, like himself, but had high stature. If he'd ever known the boy he'd have never forgot him. Those piercing blue eyes, that tousle of dark hair. He was beautiful. /What? Beautiful?/ Dana's thoughts confused him. Life was confusing for Dana. He was sure that some of the people he'd met recently he knew, somehow...

"This is your room, Dana. I am Thesius, don't worry. Hycas is a nice man, but he gets what he wants," he told the violet-eyed boy.

Thesius's comments confused Dana. Hycas got what he wanted? Dana blinked at the taller boy, "What do you mean?"

Thesius looked at the innocent eyes, Dana truly didn't understand, "Don't worry, I'll make sure he's nice to you." With this Thesius turned and left. Dana blinked at the door, now firmly shut. Nice? Why? What could be in store for him? Dana decided to forget it and go to bed.

Dana woke up with the feeling of having rested deeply and thoroughly. What was it that Thesius had said about the slaver? That he'd make sure that he was nice to him? Why, what did this man do with his slaves? With that thought, Dana's cheerful mood dimmed.

The breakfast bell sounded and all the houses occupants headed for the kitchens. Dana put on a cheerful smile and joined the flow. Once in the dinning hall his eyes instantly sought out Hycas, for reasons unknown to him.

Hycas was surrounded by 3 other men, one of which he recognized as Thesius. The others were foreign to him. Though when he got closer he felt a pang of recognition, but sworn he didn't know who they were.

The men turned as Dana approached, Hycas motioned for him to sit. Dana complied and Hycas began introductions.

"This is Kerik," pointed to the blonde, blue eyed boy who smiled pleasantly.

"Sheing," pointing to the Chinese man, "and you already know Thesius." He said last indicating the emerald eyed man that had shown Dana to his room. "Boys, this is Dana."

The air was static. They all just stared at one another as the same look passed from one face to the next.

"Ano... I think... I have a feeling that I know you from somewhere..." Kerik said, with a tilt of his head.

"I too," Sheing said with a slight indifferent air.

"Ano... I am sure I have never met any of you before, other that my one day acquaintance with Master Hycas and Thesius-san," Dana said, frowning slightly.

"Hmmm... I think..." everyone turned to look at Thesius who, for the first time since they'd sat down, spoke, "I think that it could be that we know each other from a 'future life'..."

"I've heard of past life recognition, but future life?" Sheing said, scowling at his glass.

"Well, I usually have deja vu when I do something for the first time, because later I do it again... It is odd, I must admit, but..."

"Highly possible..." Kerik interrupted, "If like you say, our lives are now tied together and we will meet again after we are reborn..."

Hycas smirked, "Well if that is so, then I am cursed with the best companions possible. Come, Dana. I bid you men farewell," he and Dana then departed for Hycas's chambers.

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End part 1

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Strangers like me (part 2)
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Disclaimers (etc): Not mine... AU (Yes we get GWBoyz, AU so umm different from the real thing...), lemon (it is the flashback/memory thingy - PNM so 'nee-chan, you can read it...), //...// thoughts, *...* bold, ~...~ memories/flashback
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Quick note: Hycas (Hee-cuss), Dana (Da-na), Kerik (Care-rick), Thesius (The-see-us), Sheing (Shang)
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= I wanna know, can you show me
= I wanna know about these
= Strangers like me
= Tell me more, please show me
= Something's familiar about these strangers like me
=
= Strangers like me, Phil Collins, Tarzan
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A.C. 93

Hycas closed the door behind them. He directed Dana to sit on the bed. The boy looked nervous. Hycas smiled, this boy would be fun. Hycas vowed to himself that he would take very good care of this beauty.

"Do you like it here, Dana?" Hycas asked, looking over his shoulder as he made his way to the small bar on the far side of the room.

"Um... yes, sir... I do," Dana fidgeted. He was very oncomfortable about being here with the other. Hycas was a beautiful man. A bit older than himself, well-defined muscles, perfect tawny skin.. Dana stopped. Why did he describe the boy in such a manner? He couldn't deny that it was true, but *he* another boy using this description? Hycas was speaking...

"Please, call me Hycas. Well get to know one another real well, Dana," Hycas smiled and handed Dana a drink, Dana tentatively took it, "Please, don't fear me. I want you to be happy. If you are happy, I am happy."

Dana was beginning to believe the strange boy. He couldn't detect any ill-will in his word, voice, or mannerism. Dana smiled, "Thank you, sir -- er, Hycas..."

"Dou Itashimashite, Dana..." Dana drank the drink and blinked in surprise at the pleasing taste and warmth that filled his belly. Hycas offered him more and Dana accepted. Dana decided that this Hycas was pleasing to be around. He seemed to care about him. No one had ever cared about him before, that's why he was a slave.

Hycas looked at the violet-eyed boy, his eyes were slightly glassy with the effects of the liquor. He didn't want the boy too plastered, he didn't want to force anything on him. He also wanted Dana to be sober enough to participate in what he had in store, the liquor was just to quell his inhibitions about it. He knew that the boy felt similar to him, he'd seen it in those *very* expressive, *very* beautiful, violet eyes.

"Dana..." the said boy looked up at him, "Do you like me?"

"Like you?" he repeated, then nodded.

Hycas strode over to the boy. Dana looked startled at the sudden movement. Dana was still looking up at Hycas, Hycas's eyes quested over that beautiful gamin face. Their eyes locked and Hycas bent to take soft lips beneath his own. Dana tried to pull away, but Hycas encircled the boy in his embrace. They broke and Dana looked startled, fearful?

"Do not fear me, little one. You feel it too, don't you? The pull of destiny?" Dana nodded slowly, "Please, angel, please... love me."

Dana was startled by the whole thing. Hycas wanted him, for reasons he could only imagine (he'd never been in this kind of situation before). He looked into Hycas eyes and saw only truth in what he'd said. Other emotions flooded in and Dana could see love, lust, desire, and... something undescribable...

"Love... you..." Dana murmured. Hycas slowly kissed him, softer this time.

"Dana, I want you... will you have me? I can free you from slavery... Will you let me?" Hycas smiled. Dana knew how slaves got out, but marriage... Hycas was offering him a precious thing. Protection, love, freedom, and inexchange for these many gifts, Dana would pledge his life and affections.

"A -- Aa..." He said shakily. Hycas hugged him close, overjoyed that Dana had accepted his offer. This beauty would become his! Forever...

Dana was shaking. He was happy to be free, but a thought came to mind. A thought he knew that _he'd_ never had. Strong arms, soft lips, sweet kisses... What?! A husky voice, such passion, such love... Such tenderness... tenderness that he knew he'd never felt... but he felt that this was the beginning of something... something undescribable... kitto...

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A.C. 195

The braided boy gazed at the cobalt-eyed one that sat to the right of him in his Chemistry class. //Man, this guy's a wiz!// He mused as he watched the unnamed one flip through the pages of the book, jotting down notes and answering his work, with machine like efficiency. The class bell rang and he turned to the boy.

He stuck out his hand, "Hiya, I'm Duo Maxwell. Hajima mashite."

The boy looked at the profered hand then to the amethyst-eyed boy whom it was attached to. With out smiling, or shaking the hand, he said, "Heero Yuy..."

The boy, Duo, retracted his hand and smiled, "Well, at least you replied," his smile faultered a little, "Some people don't even do that. I'm really into welcoming people, cause I enjoy feeling welcome, so I think if I make others feel welcome then, well... they'd probably feel alot better being new then I ever did..."

"What?"

Duo smiled feebly, "I wasn't welcomed... I was ridiculed, yeah, but not welcomed..."

Heero was a little shocked, this boy, who seemed so friendly and likable, was not treated welcomly on his own arrival? Heero spoke, "Why? You seem so... likable."

"Well, it's like this... I am a nerd... I guess you could say that... Yeah... I took alot of higher classes, I did alot of studying and stuff like that... that's why..." Duo looked at the chalk board sadly.

"Aa, so you didn't like it hence you don't want others to feel that way..." Duo nodded.

"Yeah. Hey, we'd better get going... We'll be late to class... What do you have next?"

"Uh..." Heero looked at his schedule, "Calculus."

Duo smiled, "Me too."

As they walked to class, Duo told Heero about himself, "... So they sent me here on scholarship. I was really lucky, most orphans don't get that kinda chance unless someone adopts them... So what makes you you?"

"Uh..." the bell rang preventing him from talking further to the intriguing violet-eyed beauty... //Beauty? What the--?! Well that's a first...// then he allowed himself to look and watch this boy and his long rope of hair. Yes, beauty was there. Boys could be beautiful, only none as beautiful as he.

The class ran on and Heero watched the quite active boy twitch from time to time in his seat. Duo seemingly couldn't remain still for more than a few seconds. Heero didn't care, it made the class all the more interesting. Twitch. Twitch. Pluck. Twitch. Turn. Write. Gnaw. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. The bell rang and the only reason Heero noticed that was because Duo got up from his seat and walked over to him, smile plastered on his face.

"Lunch time!" He grabbed Heero's hand and dragged him to the cafeteria.

"So, Heero, have you got your room assignment yet?" Duo asked around a bite of hamburger.

"Uh... room 12c, third floor, alpha dorm..." Heero recited.

"KAKOI!!! You're roomed with me! Wow, weird coincidence!" He smiled jovially.

Heero wondered to himself what the boy could be so happy about, then he remembered about Duo not having many friends... //That's odd, he's just so friendly! How would anyone _not_ like him?// Heero smiled at him, this boy was going to be fun to hang around. He pittied the souls who ignored this envigourating young boy.

They went through the rest of the day and met back up at their dorm room.

"Yo," Heero greeted the amathyst-eyed boy as he walked in the door. Duo looked at him and crossed the room to the bed where he sat.

"Hi..." Duo said as he set his bag down and took a seat... He was about to say something more when he decided against it. With a shake of his head, Duo got up and took off his shirt. He headed for the small attached bath. He called back over his shoulder, "Man, I'm gonna take a shower." He winked and closed the door.

Heero looked at the door a moment longer before returning to his homework.

After about thirty minutes Duo stepped out of the bath wearing only a pair of blue jeans. His hair was loose and the wet tresses clung to his chest and back. Heero almost couldn't tear his eyes from the sight before him. A brief memory flashed before his eyes.

~A violet-eyed boy walks out of his bath room, smiles at him and saunters over to hug him and kiss him. He plays with the wet hair that streams down the boy's back while the boy whispers 'Ai shiteru...' in his ear. They kiss passionately and begin foreplay. He slowly makes his way, mouth and tongue, down the boy's stomach. The boy gasps in pleasure as he closes his mouth around a rapidly hardening nipple. He gets impatient and he decides to travel further down and make his way to the upright angle of manhood that is growing hard with anticipation. He looks up at his lover. Their eyes meet and in that instant he surprises the boy by taking his sex into his mouth. The boy under him gasps with pleasure as he moves his mouth up and down his hard lenght, nibbling at the tip and gently biting/teasing at the sides. He grabs a tube off the bedside table and slathers whatever it is on his fingers and gently inserts one, then a second, and then a third into the boy's tight, hot anus. The boy pants and groans as a wave of pleasure/pain rocks him. He removes his mouth and turns the violet-eyed one over, onto his hands and knees. He places his hands on the soft hips and gently enters the boy. He places his hand on the boy's sex and pumps in rythem with his own thrusts. He slows his thrusts as he feels he is about to cum, but he countiues pumping the boy's sex. The boy cums and he thrusts harder. He expends himself in three hard thrusts. They lie there, sated. The boy turns over and looks him in the eyes. He whispers 'Ai shiteru, itsumo, zutto.'~

Heero is taken aback by what he has seen. //This is not *my* memory, yet it is...//

Duo looks at the boy sitting on the opposite bed. Heero's eyes are wide and he looks kinda shocked. //Man, what's wrong with him? Should I ask?//

"Na, Heero-man, daijoubu?"

"Huh? Oh... yeah, I'm fine, don't worry..."

"Uh-huh, sure. You don't make faces like that if you are fine... What is wrong?"

"Hmmm... Well, I just had this odd... memory thingy... really odd..." His expression became more distressed... What was that?? What had he seen?

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End part 2

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Strangers like me (part 3)
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Disclaimers (etc): Not mine... AU (Yes we get GWBoyz, AU so umm different from the real thing...), lemon (it is the flashback/memory thingy - PNM so 'nee-chan, you can read it...), //...// thoughts, *...* bold, ~...~ memories/flashback
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Quick note: Hycas (Hee-cuss), Dana (Da-na), Kerik (Care-rick), Thesius (The-see-us), Sheing (Shang)
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= I wanna know, can you show me
= I wanna know about these
= Strangers like me
= Tell me more, please show me
= Something's familiar about these strangers like me
=
= Strangers like me, Phil Collins, Tarzan
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A.C. 195

" 'Memory thing'?" Duo asked.

"Yeah, it was really weird," Heero shivered and tried to shirk off the intense pleasure and erotisism of the 'memory'.

"Tell me about it..." Duo said, "Maybe it will help."

"Eh... are you sure? It was damned weird," Heero said, not entirely sure he wanted to share it with the violet-eyed boy. The similarities were just too close. To his dismay...

"Yeah, tell me about it," Duo's face was completely serious.

//He really is sincere about it!// Heero thought. "Anou... It was like watching a porno film... except..."

"Except what?" Duo asked.

"Except it was as if it were from my point of view... And it was two guys... and..." he couldn't go on. If he told Duo that the other one 'he' was doing looked just like him... there'd be major reprocussions at least.

"Yuy, you seem to be getting the better end of the dreamscape!" Duo said. This completely took Heero aback. Duo was -- envious -- of this 'memory'? Could he be -- ?! Masaka! It would be too good to be true!

//What?! Why am I thinking like that again?// Heero thought. "Anou... Duo?"

"Eh? Er... a question... what did the other dude -- the one you could see -- what did he look like?"

"Anou... golden-chestnut hair, very long, about to his knees or at least midthigh... anou... amathyst eyes that were beautiful fathomless pools... soft, pale skin... a lithely muscled body... sweet, full lips that were warm, tender, and welcoming..." as he named off each feature he moved his hand to it in turn... his body taking every exscuse to touch the boy so described as though it were a natural thing to do so.

He blinked and took a step back. Duo just stood there. //Oh, shit... Now he's not even gonna wanna be my friend...//

Heero did a double take. Duo wasn't looking at him, or anything in particular for that matter. Then Heero realized what he was seeing. Duo, by the look on his face (among other things about his person) was also viewing a 'memory'.

~Strong arms holding him. Prussian eyes... tousled brown hair and tawny skin... all he could make out as wave after wave of intense pleasure cascade through him. When the pleasure subsided, both of them spent, 'he' whispered to the prussian eyed boy 'Ai shiteru, itsumo da... zutto!...'~

Duo blinked a couple of times, his eyes refocusing. When his vision cleared, he focused in on Heero.

"When the Hell did we do that!?" Duo asked, his eyes wide... and a might bit hungry looking.

"I dunno, but it felt so... right," Heero said.

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A.C. 93

Hycas was going to seduce this lovely properly (that or jump him then and there). The boy had consented to marry him, yes, and Hycas wanted to make his first the most pleasurable (and rememberable) experience ever....

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End part 3

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