Mockingbird Girl (AU Song-Chorus Fic) -------------------------------------------------------------- Mockingbird Girl (from Tank Girl soundtrack) -------------------------------------------------------------- -----part 1----- The Shinigami pilot sighed as she landed her Gundam near a distant field. Looking around, she saw that she had not been followed. With a smile, she left her Gundam, and took off her pilot's uniform. Then she stripped down her her bra and panties, removing them a moment later. When she was completely naked, she slipped into the lake enjoying the comfortable coolness of the water. Heero, who'd been worried about Duo ever since he'd noticed the other pilot's daily absences, had followed in his own Gundam and had spotted Deathscythe on the ground near the spring. He landed Wing nearby, and made his way to the clearing. He was at clearing's edge when he stepped on a twig. Duo heard the noise and spun around to see what it was, unwittingly giving Heero a very nice very of her very female form. Heero felt himself harden. He shook his head. This was crazy. He'd never been attracted to a girl before. Why now? //Because she's Duo.// he told himself. //You're attracted to Duo. It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a boy. Your arousal is borne of love, not sex.// He took a deep breath, made his decision, and stepped into the clearing. Duo stared at him, looking like a deer caught in the headlights, and thought, too late, of covering herself. Heero advanced, removing his own uniform, then setting in on top of the startled girl's. "Heero?" Duo asked, timidly. "Please? I've never." "I know." Heero replied, drawing her close and kissing her as he lowered her onto the grass... "Heero?" Duo asked. "I thought you liked boys." Heero smiled. "I like *you*." he explained. "No, that's wrong. I *love* you." Duo smiled. "I love you, too, Heero." she whispered in his ear as he caressed her soft firm breasts and teased her nipples until they hardened against his fingertips. Heero's left hand caressed Duo's face and the strands of hair which framed it. His right hand worked its way down Duo's body, slipping between her legs. She was moist, aroused, and he slipped a finger into her slowly. He smiled as he touched the barrier of her hymen. "Please?" Duo shook her head. "Not with your finger. I want you to break it, but not with your finger." Heero kissed her as he pulled his finger out of her and moved himself until he was lying on top of her. He guided the tip of his erection into her and began to pump the tip slowly, teasingly, just inside her. He watched her arousal grow stronger and more intense with each passing moment. Then, when he was sure it was strong enough to outweigh the pain, he thrust into her all the way, piercing her hymen, kissing her at the same time to muffle any scream she might let out. He didn't want the others to come running and find them in an embarrassing situation, and he was sure Duo didn't want them to know she was a girl just yet. Duo dug her fingers into the grass as Heero thrust into her, whimpering with pain and pleasure as she slowly stretched to accommodate him. Soon, the pain was gone and only the pleasure remained. She wrapped her arms around him, grasping his buttocks and pulling him deeper, whispering words of encouragement, desire, and love until she could no longer speak as her first orgasm took her breath away. Heero felt Duo's body spsaming around him and climaxed inside her. He kissed her, tenderly, as he withdrew his wilting member from inside her. "We'd better head back." He told her. "The others are probably worried." Duo got dressed and fixed herself up. If Heero hadn't known better, he'd have sworn she was a boy. She climbed into Deathscythe and gave Heero a wave with the right arm of her Gundam. "Race ya." she challenged. Heero saluted with Wing's right arm and grinned from within the cockpit. "You're on." he accepted, his voice full of determination as their race began. -----part 2----- Duo pulled on one of Heero's outfits and headed downstairs to the table. There was no point in hiding it now. Soon she wouldn't be able to hide it anyhow. It had been nearly two months since she and Heero had made love by the water and she'd just recently learned some very interesting news. Relena walked into the dining room as four of the Gundam Pilots were eating. "Heero," she waved, "It's good to see you again." "Hn.." Heero muttered, noncommittally. "Good morning, Miss Relena," Quatre spoke up, politely. "Would you like to join us for breakfast?" "Thank you, I'd be delighted." Relena sat next to Heero. "Heero," Duo said as she walked into the dining room, the straps of Heero's tanktop low on her shoulders, revealing her cleavage rather nicely, "we need to talk." -----part 3----- "Duo?!" Trowa managed. Quatre nearly swallowed his spoon. "Figures." Wufei muttered. "Heero," Relena demanded. "What is she talking about?" "Hn..." "Heero," Duo announced cheerfully, "I'm pregnant." "Congrats, Heero!" Quatre applauded, having recovered from his initial shock of discovering that Duo was a girl. "Hn...." "Heero?" Duo asked, faltering a little. "Aren't you happy? You're gonna be a dad. Heero?" "Omae o korosu." Relena whispered. A moment later, she grabbed Duo by the throat. Duo responded instantly by pulling Relena's hair and soon the girls were in the midst of a major catfight. "Heero is mine!" Relena insisted as they fought. "I saw him first!" "He chose me." Duo pointed out. 'Deal with it." Heero reached into the fight and pulled Duo away. "You shouldn't be fighting in your condition." he told her. He turned to Relena. "I'm sorry, but our relationship only exists in your fantasy world. In the real world I've always loved Duo." -----part 4----- Relena glared at Duo as she left. She already had a plan that she would soon set into motion. "I see, and you say this girl, Duo Maxwell, is one of the terrorists who've been flying around in those giant contraptions." "That's right." Relena told the social worker. "I'm worry about the baby she's carrying. I believe her profession, if you can call blowing things up for a living a profession, puts the baby in danger." "I'll inform the hospital." the social worker thanked Relena. "Of course, you realize we'd have to remove the child from any type of potentially dangerous environment." "But it would only be temporary, right? Until Duo found a better job?" "That's right." The social worker concluded. "Unless she were proven an unfit mother. And judging by what I've got so far, her cohabiting with four males, probably sleeping with all of them and others... I think we have a strong case against her." ***** "Relena's back." Wufei told the others that afternoon. "Looks like she's brought a guest." "I can't believe she's bringing total strangers into our private safehouse." Quatre was very displeased. The woman with Relena eyed the safehouse with distaste. "How many people live here?" "Four." Duo replied. "Unless you count Heero over there as actually being alive, then there's five of us." "And you're mostly boys." "Well.. except for me. But yeah. Quatre's mostly a boy, Wufei's mostly a boy, Heero's..." "Biiiiiiidaaaaah!" came from Quatre "The injustice!" Wufei bemoaned. "Duo no baka." Heero glared. "I love you, too." Duo smiled back. "Why do you want to know." "Tell me, Duo, which of these boys is the father of your baby?" "How the fuck did you...?!" Duo glared at Relena. "What the hell are you doing?" "I'm just trying to help." "Miss Peacecraft came to me with some concerns." the woman nodded. "Duo, there's nothing to worry about, we can find a good home for the baby." "You're not taking it." Duo told them. "I'm afraid we are." the social worker told Duo as she stood up. "You can't even tell me who the father is, can you?" Heero walked over to the worker. "I'm the father. And Duo asked you to leave. You're upsetting her." "I'm giving orders that the child be removed from custody upon delivery." the worker told them. "Any attempt to remove the child from hospital custody will be viewed as a criminal offense." She walked out of the safehouse and Duo collapsed in tears. The next words Relena heard shocked everyone. Not because of the words themselves, but because of their source. Glaring at Relena, Quatre whispered, "Omae o korosu." -----part 5----- "Excuse me?" Relena asked. "I'm just trying to..." "To hurt Duo because Heero wants her instead of you." Quatre accused. "My uchu-no-kokoro can see through your lies. You have no one's interest at heart in this matter except for your own. Now, leave before I kill you." "Heero..." Relena began. "Go away." Heero told her. "You're lower than a worm and you make me want to puke." "Heero!" Relena's heart shattered at these words. "You love me!" "I love Duo." "Heero, Duo's just a common street tramp." Relena reasoned. "She's not good enough for you. Why can't you see that, Heero? She's ... " A moment later there was a large crater in the floor where Relena had been standing. Everyone turned and stared at Quatre who was holding Heero's mini Wing Cannon "Oh dear." he laughed. "Looks like I'll have to replace the carpet." -----part 6----- Trowa looked away from his friend and would-be lover. He didn't want to know how ruthless the boy could be. It reminded him too much of. //No.// he told himself. //I refuse to remember that.// But the memories came, the abuse, the pain, the shame. He clenched his eyes, trying to will them away, but they came anyhow. He sank to his knees, not even aware he was doing so, as things he'd been burying, trying to avoid, were suddenly forced to the surface. Quatre sensed his friend's turmoil and smiled //You've tried to face it before and failed, haven't you. But that's because I wasn't around to help you. This time it will be different.// He looked up at Duo, Wufei, and Heero. "I need to be alone with him." he said. "Please. I can't explain it. But right now I need to be alone with Trowa." "We'll head upstairs and start packing. We have to leave here tonight." Heero explained. "Relena may be gone, but that doesn't mean that social worker won't come back anyhow." Quatre nodded and waited for them to leave the room before he knelt beside Trowa and took the other boy's hands. He closed his eyes, concentrating on his friend's feelings, the mental images that came. He flinched at the horror, but he would not pull away. He would not abandon the one he loved. "Quatre?" Trowa asked him. But it wasn't Trowa. Not really. It was a mental image of the strong, brooding pilot that Trowa tried to convince himself and everyone else was the real Trowa. Quatre would've believed it, but he could sense something deeper. This silent, brooding Trowa was only a glamour. It was here to make Quatre think he was okay, to protect the hidden Trowa. The real Trowa. Quatre ignored him and looked around the ruined corridors that formed the world of Trowa's memory. In one, behind a pile of crates, he found a small, injured boy. The child had been sexually assaulted. Bile rose up in Quatre's throat. "Those bastards." he snarled. "Those fucking sons of bitches." He went over to the sobbing, trembling child and took off his shirt. The child saw him undressing and cringed. "Oh, no!" he said, forcing a gentle laugh into his voice. "I'm not going to..." he held the shirt out to the boy. "Here, he said. Put this on. I'm going to take you away from this bad place. There's a place I know of that's nice and pretty. You'll have lots of friends there, too. And best of all..." The little boy looked up, curiosity piqued, the newcomer's kindness quelling his fears. "Yes?" "When you get there, you'll be a grown up just like me. You'll be brave and strong and you won't have to be afraid anymore." Quatre pointed to a door and smiled. "We have to go into that room." he told the boy. "That door is a magic door. It'll take us to the place I told you about." The boy was scared, but there was something about this man that he trusted. Even after what had happened, he trusted this young man. Quatre lead Trowa through the door. Now they were in Quatre's mind. The room was elegantly furnished, white and pink, with a beautiful full-length mirror in the corner. "Let me show you something." Quatre lead the boy to the mirror. The child saw his reflection and whimpered. "That's how you see yourself." Quatre told him. "This is how I see you." The child looked in amazement as his battered image was replaced by that of a strong, handsome young man about the same age as his rescuer. "That's the person you're meant to be." Quatre told the child. "Don't be afraid. He won't hurt you." The two Trowas stared at each other, both afraid to face each other. Both no longer having the luxury of pretending the other did not exist. "I'm right here." Quatre told them. "Nothing bad will happen. I promise." "Why did you bring him?" the older Trowa asked. "I don't want to see him. I can't face him. He's..." "He's the part of you that's been trapped in the past." Quatre told him. "It's your fear of facing him that's been stopping you from truly enjoying life. Look at him, Trowa. He's not a monster. He's just a scared and hurt little boy." Trowa looked, truly looked, for the first time in years. "Why do you hate me?" the boy asked, tears in his eyes. "I don't." Trowa replied. "I hate the memory of what happened to you... to me. I hate the shame and the pain. I hate the men who hurt me. I hate it all." "I waited to be rescued," the boy sobbed. "But no one ever came. No one came because you wouldn't let them. You kept me hidden until he came and got by you and saved me." "Forgive me." Trowa sank to his knees and held out his arms. The child looked up at Quatre, uncertainly. A tear of happiness was in Quatre's eyes. "Go to him." he said, gently. Quatre watched as the two Trowas embraced for the first time, then merged into a single being, a teenaged Trowa who now, for the first time, seemed a complete person. Quatre led the new Trowa back out the door. The same corridors were there. But Trowa was no longer the frightened, wounded child who had been huddled in shame behind the crates. Now he was a tall, strong young man. He didn't have to be afraid of this place anymore. "That's where it happened." he pointed. "After, I hid myself. I didn't want people to know. I was so ashamed." "You did nothing wrong, Trowa." Quatre told him. "I thought I was protecting myself. But I was only holding himself hostage. Thank you, Quatre." Quatre lifted Trowa's chin and brought his lips down to kiss the other boy's. "I love you, koibito." he whispered as he lead Trowa into another room. ***** Duo looked at herself in the mirror. It would be some time before she started showing. "Heero," she asked, "can we find a safehouse near a good school? Maybe something with window boxes?" "WIndow boxes?!" Wufei rolled his eyes. "Onna no baka." "Biiiiiiiidah!" Duo raspberried. "Just pack." Heero suggested. "Sure thing, honey-rabbit." Duo said, sweetly. Heero glared. ***** Quatre and Trowa knelt on the cushioned floor in an empty room. Both had their eyes closed. Quatre reached forward and placed his hands up Trowa's, then kissed Trowa, softly, upon the lips. "What are we doing?" Trowa asked. "When we hold each other, or kiss each other," Quatre explained. "I want you to remember what happens here. I want you to be happy when we touch each other." He carefully removed Trowa's shirt. "Don't be afraid." he whispered as his nibbled on Trowa's ear. "I would never hurt you." Quatre's kisses trailed down Trowa's throat, down his chest, briefly teasing a nipple, then onward down to Trowa's stomach. He took the tip of other boy's member into his mouth, gently, seductively, ready to back away if Trowa seemed afraid. Trowa moaned in pure pleasure as Quatre's sweet mouth brought him to edge and beyond. He opened his eyes as he felt Quatre pull away. "Does it always feel that good?" "It gets better." Quatre promised as he undressed and pulled Trowa's buttocks onto his lap. Trowa looked up from the bed he was lying back on and Quatre gave him a reassuring smile. "No paid. I promise." Quatre carefully lubricated Trowa's opening, whispering words of love and admiration to the other boy, before carefully pushing his erection into his lover and making slow, tender love to him until they both passed into shangri-la. (1) "That's what sex is really like." Quatre whispered in Trowa's ear as they settled into a satisfied embrace. "I gave you this memory so that when we make love, you will be happy and unafraid." "Than you." Trowa whispered as he snuggled close to Quatre. Quatre smiled and let his consciousness drift, slowly, back into the real world. He opened his eyes and found Trowa snuggled up in his arms, the corners of the boy's usually brooding mouth turned up in a gentle smile. -----part 7----- Duo brushed a tear from her eye as she bade farewell to the home she'd known and loved for so long. "I'll miss this place." she sighed. "If only that damned Relena hadn't gone to that woman..." Heero put an arm around her waist and led her to the car. "Duo, what's wrong?" "All my life I've traveled from one place to another. I've never known any home longer than I've known this one and ... now I have to leave here, too. I guess it just makes me realize... after the war is over, then what? Will the doctors force us apart? Will they make us all go our separate ways as part of some cover-up?" "We'll have to see what comes along." Duo got into the car and Heero climbed in beside her. The ride was uneventful and the five pilots soon arrived at their new safehouse. After unpacking, Quatre and Trowa made dinner while Wufei made a homecoming dessert for everyone and Duo and Heero set the table and explored the new house. Dinner was simple, consisting of gyoza, crab rangoon, and some lighthearted conversation. Wufei excused himself and went into the kitchen to get the dessert he'd made. As soon as he was gone, Quatre and Heero spoke in almost perfect unison. "Trowa, " Quatre had asked. "There's something I feel I must inquire." "Duo," Heero had asked at, "I have something to ask you." Heero and Quatre stared at each other in amazement for several minutes. Were they both really thinking the same thing? "Hey!" Duo called out, cheerfully. "Heero! Weren't you gonna ask me something?" "Quatre?" Trowa questioned. "You had something you were wondering about?" "Will you marry me, Trowa?" Quatre asked. "Duo, would you do me the honor of being my wife?" Heero asked. Both Trowa and Duo accepted. -----TBC----- Notes: "shangri-la" is from the Billy Idol song.