NEED BETAS!!!
Sep. 12th, 2002 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwateryup yup... been playing with this one for the week in between mind-numbing case briefs. it's very very rough, as some parts have only a line or so, but i need beta-work on the flow of the piece. plus, i need to know what you *think* is happening at the beginning of the fic and how you feel about what's happening at the end.
one thing about songfics, i can usually get 'em done alright.
Wufei: :::growls:::
oops! sorry, wu!
Hungry Eyes
A Gundam Wing Songfic
by:
Sailor Seraphim
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Notes --
I do not own Shin Kidosenki Gundam Wing or any of its related characters. If I did, the series would be chock-full of tasty shounen ai goodness. I also do not own the song
"Hungry Eyes," Eric Carmen does, and probably the people who made the movie "Dirty Dancing." I do, however, own the situations which occur in this fic.
Well, yet another songfic from F*cked Up Fanfic Productions. This bunny just attacked me and it was *disturbing.* Quite possibly because I had a massive 80s flashback
when I heard this song. Apparently music from the 80s and plotbunnies don't mix. Or they mix and you get songfics like this one. There is no excuse for this fic. In fact,
you probably shouldn't even read it. This is your only chance to leave before you're scarred for life.
WARNINGS for angst, shounen ai-ish (implied 2x1), OOC?, dramatic imagery, TWT?, blood, death, sex???, gore, knives, blood, did I mention the death? Oh... and a
sappy love song from the 80s.
SPOILERS for... general series knowledge. Also spoilers for Duo's past in Episode Zero and Endless Waltz.
-----------
blah = lyrics
-----------
Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
His breath was rough and heavy in his throat, threatening to choke him. He couldn't help but pant in anticipation of the act that would come soon... so soon... not soon
enough. Goddamn, he was already hot and bothered an he'd barely even started. Duo supposed it was true. The chase was the best part of the game. Then his eyes
caught sight of his prey, Duo licked his lips, and he pushed himself through the crowd.
Well, maybe not the *best* part.
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I've been meaning to tell you
I've got this feelin' that won't subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You're mine tonight
-------------------------------------------------------
Violet eyes glittered in the darkness, tracking the man's movements through the crowd.
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Now I've got you in my sights
------------------------------------------------------
Duo thrust again, panting hard, biting his lip until it bled to smother his moans. Always... it always felt like this. It felt like this before, and Duo couldn't help but long for this
sinful ecstacy. He thrust even harder, ignoring the pained and muffled cries of the man beneath him. Felt so good. Too bad he couldn't do more. Then the body beneath
him stiffened, his cries smothered behind the gag and Duo cried out as well, joining him.
Well, not exactly joining.
Duo was breathing quickly. With one last heated glance at the body laying on the floor of the cheap motel room, Duo straightened his clothes and walked away.
Oh no, his partner wouldn't be doing much at all after that.
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With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
Duo frowned, catching Heero's chin in his hand and tilting the Japanese boy's face so that his violet eyes could focus on the darkening bruise. "Shit, Heero. Did I do that to
you?"
Heero scowled, breaking free of Duo's grip. "It's nothing."
"Nothing! Dammit, Heero! You need to *tell* me when I do stuff like that! I don't want to hurt you!"
"I'm fine. It's nothing I can't handle." And before Duo could cut in again, Heero grabbed Duo's face forecefully and pressed a hard kiss against the American's lips.
"It's nothing that I didn't enjoy."
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I wanna hold you so hear me out
I wanna show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
------------------------------------------------------
Was this love?
Was what he did on those dark and empty nights love? He told himself that it was. It wasn't anything that wasn't asked for. It wasn't anything that wasn't needed or
expected or, sometimes, even begged for. Duo cast a sidelong glance at Heero, seeing the Japanese pilot bent dutifully over his textbook. What would Heero think about
this? Did the other boy question himself like this? Did he feel the need, the burn, the desire the way Duo did?
Did he want this? Yes. He enjoyed it. He could feel the thrill in his veins even at this moment. He wanted to do it again. And again. And again. Even the memories of it
were good enough for him. But he couldn't. He couldn't keep doing this. Two more times. He'd only do this two more times. Then he had to stop.
He cast another glance at Heero from the corner of his violet eyes, feeling his heart swelling in his chest, then bursting when Heero turned his head and the full extent of
his black eye was bared to the light of day.
Was this love?
Duo felt slightly sick to his stomach.
He had to do it again tonight.
------------------------------------------------------
Now I've got you in my sights
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"You want this. You want this. That's right. Beg for it. Beg for it and maybe I'll give you your release. No? You're not going to beg? Don't you want it? Don't you want this? I
know you do. Just say it. Say it. Beg me. Do it. Beg for it. Bitch. Say it! Say it! You want this! Beg me for it!"
"OH GOD! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!"
A choking whimper.
"See...? All you had to do was ask."
------------------------------------------------------
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
Duo couldn't look Heero in the eyes the next morning.
This was the last night.
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
------------------------------------------------------
Duo grinned at the man curled into a ball in the dirty alley. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I catch you by surprise?"
------------------------------------------------------
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
------------------------------------------------------
Duo drew his leg back and kicked the fallen man sharply in the ribs. The sound of a satisfying 'snap' beneath his foot and the choked gasp that accompanied it brought the
smile back to Duo's face. "You just don't get it. This was meant to be."
"I've spent eight years tracking all of you down. What, not keeping track of all your old buddies? It's okay. They're all dead now. I did it. Did you really think that you would
get away?"
"You see, you're the last one. The last one I need to be free. The last one I need so that I don't feel like this anymore."
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
In his head, sometimes, he could still hear the sounds.
Not screaming. Thank god it was never screaming. He had returned to the church far too late to be there for the screaming. But in someways, the whimpering was worse.
He could hear everything clearly, the slow crackle of dying fires, the choking sobs and broken whispers of people who did not want to die. And *her* voice. Oh god... he
could always hear her voice. He could see the happiness in her eyes shining through the pain as she looked at him. She had been glad that he had been unhurt. He'd
rather have died if it would spare her pain. And then she said she loved him, that he should continue to live and put the past behind him. But he never could. He could
always hear her voice and feel her body in his arms and see the life drain out of her and cover him in a shroud of red.
And his whole life had been turned upside down because it was *her* body cradled in his arms, instead of the other way around. It was him crying for the pain she felt,
instead of the other way around. It was him unable to understand why life would do this to her. Through the pitch black night, only illuminated by the dying embers of what
had once been a haven, he had lost it all again.
There *was* one scream he remembered from that night.
It was his own.
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
------------------------------------------------------
"And you know what? That last thing you're gonna see is me. Me, laughing at you the way you laughed eight years ago. Do you remember? Do you remember now?"
"Ei-eight years... the... the church...!"
"That's right. Maxwell Church. Guess what? You created me on that day, so really, your death is all your fault."
"No... please! Anything you want...!"
"Isn't that what Father said? Didn't he beg you to leave? Tell me!
"Y-yes..."
"And what did he say?"
"... he... he... said that the place... house of God... shouldn't... shouldn't... oh god! Please stop!"
"That it was a house of God and shouldn't be violated? That's right. But you did anyway."
"S-sorry! I'm sorry! I--"
"It's too late for you. And it's too late for me. I'll see you in Hell."
But Hell didn't come soon enough for the man, the beaten sobbing, shaking wreck of pathetic human being curled up on the ground.
"Do you want this?" Duo asked, his voice low and gruff as he raised a knife to the man's teary, frightened eyes. "Do you want this? I can end it now. I can give you what
you want. Beg me. Beg me for it. Ask for my forgiveness and maybe I'll let you die."
"P... p-please..."
"'Please,' what?"
"... p-please... kill me..."
There was a flash of metal, the glint of shine reflecting from the sputtering light of the street lamp overhead. The shine disappeared behind a film of red with a quick slash
that brought a gurgling, choking noise to echo through the dirty alley. Duo looked down at the man crumpled on the ground, choking on his own life, drowning in his own
blood. His breath was harsh in his throat. He stared down at the knife in his hand and started to laugh so hard that tears ran down his face. He looked up into the dismal
night sky and took a deep breath, panting harshly in ecstasy and bliss.
"I love you, Sister Helen. Father Maxwell. I love you all!"
It started to rain.
------------------------------------------------------
With my hungry eyes
I need...
Hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With my hungry eyes
------------------------------------------------------
"Where have you been, Duo?"
Duo looked up, startled by Heero's voice cutting through the dark. Rainwater dripped from his sodden bangs and equally wet clothing. He was probably leaving puddles on
the floor. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his pants, feeling the tell-tale hardness and slight moisture of the secret within. Then he smiled widely. "Just tying up
some loose ends, Heero. So, is dinner ready? I'm hungry."
-- Owari --
one thing about songfics, i can usually get 'em done alright.
Wufei: :::growls:::
oops! sorry, wu!
Hungry Eyes
A Gundam Wing Songfic
by:
Sailor Seraphim
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Notes --
I do not own Shin Kidosenki Gundam Wing or any of its related characters. If I did, the series would be chock-full of tasty shounen ai goodness. I also do not own the song
"Hungry Eyes," Eric Carmen does, and probably the people who made the movie "Dirty Dancing." I do, however, own the situations which occur in this fic.
Well, yet another songfic from F*cked Up Fanfic Productions. This bunny just attacked me and it was *disturbing.* Quite possibly because I had a massive 80s flashback
when I heard this song. Apparently music from the 80s and plotbunnies don't mix. Or they mix and you get songfics like this one. There is no excuse for this fic. In fact,
you probably shouldn't even read it. This is your only chance to leave before you're scarred for life.
WARNINGS for angst, shounen ai-ish (implied 2x1), OOC?, dramatic imagery, TWT?, blood, death, sex???, gore, knives, blood, did I mention the death? Oh... and a
sappy love song from the 80s.
SPOILERS for... general series knowledge. Also spoilers for Duo's past in Episode Zero and Endless Waltz.
-----------
blah = lyrics
-----------
Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
His breath was rough and heavy in his throat, threatening to choke him. He couldn't help but pant in anticipation of the act that would come soon... so soon... not soon
enough. Goddamn, he was already hot and bothered an he'd barely even started. Duo supposed it was true. The chase was the best part of the game. Then his eyes
caught sight of his prey, Duo licked his lips, and he pushed himself through the crowd.
Well, maybe not the *best* part.
------------------------------------------------------
I've been meaning to tell you
I've got this feelin' that won't subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You're mine tonight
-------------------------------------------------------
Violet eyes glittered in the darkness, tracking the man's movements through the crowd.
------------------------------------------------------
Now I've got you in my sights
------------------------------------------------------
Duo thrust again, panting hard, biting his lip until it bled to smother his moans. Always... it always felt like this. It felt like this before, and Duo couldn't help but long for this
sinful ecstacy. He thrust even harder, ignoring the pained and muffled cries of the man beneath him. Felt so good. Too bad he couldn't do more. Then the body beneath
him stiffened, his cries smothered behind the gag and Duo cried out as well, joining him.
Well, not exactly joining.
Duo was breathing quickly. With one last heated glance at the body laying on the floor of the cheap motel room, Duo straightened his clothes and walked away.
Oh no, his partner wouldn't be doing much at all after that.
------------------------------------------------------
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
Duo frowned, catching Heero's chin in his hand and tilting the Japanese boy's face so that his violet eyes could focus on the darkening bruise. "Shit, Heero. Did I do that to
you?"
Heero scowled, breaking free of Duo's grip. "It's nothing."
"Nothing! Dammit, Heero! You need to *tell* me when I do stuff like that! I don't want to hurt you!"
"I'm fine. It's nothing I can't handle." And before Duo could cut in again, Heero grabbed Duo's face forecefully and pressed a hard kiss against the American's lips.
"It's nothing that I didn't enjoy."
------------------------------------------------------
I wanna hold you so hear me out
I wanna show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
------------------------------------------------------
Was this love?
Was what he did on those dark and empty nights love? He told himself that it was. It wasn't anything that wasn't asked for. It wasn't anything that wasn't needed or
expected or, sometimes, even begged for. Duo cast a sidelong glance at Heero, seeing the Japanese pilot bent dutifully over his textbook. What would Heero think about
this? Did the other boy question himself like this? Did he feel the need, the burn, the desire the way Duo did?
Did he want this? Yes. He enjoyed it. He could feel the thrill in his veins even at this moment. He wanted to do it again. And again. And again. Even the memories of it
were good enough for him. But he couldn't. He couldn't keep doing this. Two more times. He'd only do this two more times. Then he had to stop.
He cast another glance at Heero from the corner of his violet eyes, feeling his heart swelling in his chest, then bursting when Heero turned his head and the full extent of
his black eye was bared to the light of day.
Was this love?
Duo felt slightly sick to his stomach.
He had to do it again tonight.
------------------------------------------------------
Now I've got you in my sights
------------------------------------------------------
"You want this. You want this. That's right. Beg for it. Beg for it and maybe I'll give you your release. No? You're not going to beg? Don't you want it? Don't you want this? I
know you do. Just say it. Say it. Beg me. Do it. Beg for it. Bitch. Say it! Say it! You want this! Beg me for it!"
"OH GOD! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!"
A choking whimper.
"See...? All you had to do was ask."
------------------------------------------------------
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
Duo couldn't look Heero in the eyes the next morning.
This was the last night.
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
------------------------------------------------------
Duo grinned at the man curled into a ball in the dirty alley. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I catch you by surprise?"
------------------------------------------------------
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
------------------------------------------------------
Duo drew his leg back and kicked the fallen man sharply in the ribs. The sound of a satisfying 'snap' beneath his foot and the choked gasp that accompanied it brought the
smile back to Duo's face. "You just don't get it. This was meant to be."
"I've spent eight years tracking all of you down. What, not keeping track of all your old buddies? It's okay. They're all dead now. I did it. Did you really think that you would
get away?"
"You see, you're the last one. The last one I need to be free. The last one I need so that I don't feel like this anymore."
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
------------------------------------------------------
In his head, sometimes, he could still hear the sounds.
Not screaming. Thank god it was never screaming. He had returned to the church far too late to be there for the screaming. But in someways, the whimpering was worse.
He could hear everything clearly, the slow crackle of dying fires, the choking sobs and broken whispers of people who did not want to die. And *her* voice. Oh god... he
could always hear her voice. He could see the happiness in her eyes shining through the pain as she looked at him. She had been glad that he had been unhurt. He'd
rather have died if it would spare her pain. And then she said she loved him, that he should continue to live and put the past behind him. But he never could. He could
always hear her voice and feel her body in his arms and see the life drain out of her and cover him in a shroud of red.
And his whole life had been turned upside down because it was *her* body cradled in his arms, instead of the other way around. It was him crying for the pain she felt,
instead of the other way around. It was him unable to understand why life would do this to her. Through the pitch black night, only illuminated by the dying embers of what
had once been a haven, he had lost it all again.
There *was* one scream he remembered from that night.
It was his own.
------------------------------------------------------
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
------------------------------------------------------
"And you know what? That last thing you're gonna see is me. Me, laughing at you the way you laughed eight years ago. Do you remember? Do you remember now?"
"Ei-eight years... the... the church...!"
"That's right. Maxwell Church. Guess what? You created me on that day, so really, your death is all your fault."
"No... please! Anything you want...!"
"Isn't that what Father said? Didn't he beg you to leave? Tell me!
"Y-yes..."
"And what did he say?"
"... he... he... said that the place... house of God... shouldn't... shouldn't... oh god! Please stop!"
"That it was a house of God and shouldn't be violated? That's right. But you did anyway."
"S-sorry! I'm sorry! I--"
"It's too late for you. And it's too late for me. I'll see you in Hell."
But Hell didn't come soon enough for the man, the beaten sobbing, shaking wreck of pathetic human being curled up on the ground.
"Do you want this?" Duo asked, his voice low and gruff as he raised a knife to the man's teary, frightened eyes. "Do you want this? I can end it now. I can give you what
you want. Beg me. Beg me for it. Ask for my forgiveness and maybe I'll let you die."
"P... p-please..."
"'Please,' what?"
"... p-please... kill me..."
There was a flash of metal, the glint of shine reflecting from the sputtering light of the street lamp overhead. The shine disappeared behind a film of red with a quick slash
that brought a gurgling, choking noise to echo through the dirty alley. Duo looked down at the man crumpled on the ground, choking on his own life, drowning in his own
blood. His breath was harsh in his throat. He stared down at the knife in his hand and started to laugh so hard that tears ran down his face. He looked up into the dismal
night sky and took a deep breath, panting harshly in ecstasy and bliss.
"I love you, Sister Helen. Father Maxwell. I love you all!"
It started to rain.
------------------------------------------------------
With my hungry eyes
I need...
Hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With my hungry eyes
------------------------------------------------------
"Where have you been, Duo?"
Duo looked up, startled by Heero's voice cutting through the dark. Rainwater dripped from his sodden bangs and equally wet clothing. He was probably leaving puddles on
the floor. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his pants, feeling the tell-tale hardness and slight moisture of the secret within. Then he smiled widely. "Just tying up
some loose ends, Heero. So, is dinner ready? I'm hungry."
-- Owari --
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Date: 2002-09-12 11:24 pm (UTC)Be on guard... I've got a songfic coming up pretty soon here that'll need a couple betas. ^_~