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Part 1

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He'd had enough waiting at home while she was out with her friends. She claimed they were out doing girl stuff... shopping, movies, talking....but after a month of late nights, he decided to follow her.

She'd left the house at 6:00, saying she was going to pick up Catherine, then catch a movie and a late night snack. As usual, she'd probably be home around 12ish. With a kiss to his cheek, she'd breezed out the door leaving behind nothing more than a faint scent of jasmine.

Duo knew from previous nights, she'd come home with clothes slightly ruffled and hair a bit mussed, looking disheveled and worn. She always had an excuse, 'we went for a walk in the park and it was windy', or 'oh, I got those bruises at the gym today'. Well, a month of this supposed "girl bonding" crap was enough. Duo Maxwell was no-one's fool! He no longer believed that Hilde was going to the movies, or walking in the park, and Jasmine was NOT a scent he enjoyed.

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Hilde carefully dressed, applied her make up, and spritzed herself lightly with His favorite perfume. She dressed casually, but carefully. She acted as normal as possible, kissing Duo's cheek as she walked out the door. She looked calm on the outside; calmly walking by him , calmly getting into her car... calmly bashing her head against the steering wheel. "What the HELL am I doing?" She looked down at her shaking hands, and felt the butterflies in her stomach ripping her apart. "Duo, I am so sorry. I never meant for this to happen."

She knew she should get out of the car and go back inside...stay with Duo, and get back to their happy life. The life they had enjoyed before He had beckoned her. She was pushing her luck. Duo would eventually begin to wonder about all the time she was spending with her 'friends', but she couldn't stop. He was a drug, and she would do anything Hewanted. She had lost all control and was now past the point of no return. The lustful ache in her abdomen, overrode the ache in her heart, and she started the car.

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The roads were slick from the rain, and fog had set in. Hilde drove slowly over the long bumpy road that led to her own private heaven and hell. He would be waiting for her, dark blue eyes brooding; ever patient for his slave to arrive. He never doubted her. He knew she would come whenever He summoned. He may have been a substitute for the one she really wanted and could no longer have, but he knew her secrets, and His control was absolute. He was her Master. He owned her soul.

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Part 2

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The secret cabin of her pseudo-god, was nestled far back into the woods. The lights shown brightly through the windows, calling to her, offering warmth, if not safety. He was there, waiting for her. She could feel him already... the pull on her soul, the yearning for completeness only He could offer. "Oh God! Why did it have to be HIM of all people! If--no WHEN--Duo finds out, it will kill him twice over."

Hilde sat in the car staring at hell.

One month ago there had been

Heaven
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When Quatre had invited Duo and Hilde to come to his estate, he had happily joked that though he didn't celebrate Christmas, it was still a good excuse to get together, have a big party, and give presents. Duo of course, had jumped at the chance to see all the guys again, and was itching to get his hands on some of the technological gadgets and games Quatre always kept in his game room. Hilde was bubbling with excitement over the party. She had so much catching up to do with the girls...

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There were thousands of candles all over the Winner estate. Upon entering the
crowded ballroom, Hilde noticed that the flickering lights gave the room a very shadowy, romantic glow. She held onto Duo's arm and felt her stomach jump as she looked up into his beloved face.

Pin points of light from the candles reflected in his violet eyes, making them look like oceans of forbidden sin. "You're so beautiful." he whispered as his head decended and his lips took possession of hers.

It was a light kiss, full of love and promises. Hilde's eyes slid shut as tears t
hreatened to slip down her face. He was so sweet, and she loved him so much she would die for him. Why then, did she always feel like there was something missing? Why did she always have these secret yearnings for something so forbidden,
so deviant, she found them utterly unspeakable.

He broke the kiss and smiled at her. His face pure and angelic. For all his brashness he has the most gentle, loving soul. "I love you Hilde."

"I love you too, Duo." Hilde smiles sweetly back. BITCH! Stupid fucking bitch. What's wrong with you! This perfect man loves you! You finally have a life, a home, a family, with THIS man! Why the FUCK can't you be happy? Must you want more?

"Hey, I'm going to go check out Quatre's 'toy room'. I'll be back in a few, ok?" With a quick hug, Duo was off to submerge himself in the all the latest computer gadgets and video games Quatre kept stocked just for these little gatherings.

Hilde helplessly watched him sprint across the room like a kid on Christmas morning. Softly she spoke to the nothingness around her, "No. Please, don't leave me here all alone. I'm scared."

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She flitted from table to table, chatting with old friends and new strangers. A bright perky smile pasted on her face, mind wandering, and ignoring the senseless chit chat around her. Something was going to happen, she had felt it since they arrived. She felt jumpy and her nerves were on edge, so she moved across the room and took refuge with the old friends. They would keep her safe...


Sally taked about the new baby as Wufei supplied the graphic material all proud papas are required to maintain in their wallets. Hilde looked at the pictures and sighed heavily. She wanted that with Duo. A REAL family. They had talked about it, but she had told him she wasn't ready yet, she wanted to keep him all to herself a
little while longer. How could she tell him that she was frightened of herself, and didn't trust her ability to offer a stable and loving home to another life? She was a huge confused mess.

Heero was there, sitting between Trowa and Sally. He looked bored with the conversation, and was diligently trying to avoid Relena's attempt's to catch his eye. Hilde giggled lightly and he looked up sharply. He glared at her coldly, his dark
blue eyes unflinching. His message was clear, he did not finding her laughter amusing. She sobered and looked down into the depths of her wine glass, trying to supress her small smile.

His chair scraped against the floor as he stood up. She felt the warmth of his body as he moved behind her, his breath tickling her ear as he bent down and asked her to dance. A shiver ran down her spine and her palms started sweating. Her heart almost stopped.

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Part 3

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Without waiting for her reply, he grasp her wrist and pulled her up from the chair. Hilde looked around desperately for Duo, but he was still playing games in another part of the house.

Heero forcefully pulled her into his arms and out onto the dance floor. He was so close, and everywhere they touched, the sparks flew. She looked up into his eyes and began to tremble. "Oh God NO! Please not Him!" In his cold hard gaze she saw all that was forbidden. All her hidden lusts and dark desires.


Heero's arm tightened almost painfully around her waist, as he manuvered her around the room. She was so intent on keeping her eyes downcast, that she had failed to notice he had manipulated her out of the ballroom and into a dimmly lit hall.

He stopped the pretense of dancing, but did not remove his arm from her waist. They stood there, saying nothing, until she finally found the courage to look up and meet his eyes.

She gasped at what she saw. His eyes were no longer cold and hard, but a gleeming blue that threatened to drown her and steal her soul. She closed her eyes again and tried to pull away, but in one quick movement he had her tiny frame pushed up against the wall, pinned with the weight of his body. Her toes were off the floor and and she was nose to nose with him. He held her like that until she finally realized the futility of struggling and her body went lax. Then his lips crushed hers, devouring her with his mouth until she was weak and maleable.

He drew back and looked at her. "I know you Hilde. I've always known. What you need, what you want. You are mine, and you know it. You've been waiting for it."

"No." was the whisper that escaped her like a plea.

He laughed then, releasing her and watching her slide down the wall. "Come with me" he said, then turned and walked down the hall in the opposite direction of the ballroom. Smug and so sure of himself, he didn't even look back to see if she followed.

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The room he had entered was dark when she arrived. She took several steps into the room, only to feeze when the door slammed shut. There was then total darkness, she couldn't see or hear him, but she felt his presence. Her trembling body ascertained that fact. She was so nervous, yet excited. Every nerve was on fire and attuned to him. She felt a hand creep around her neck, and his warm sleek body press against her back as his other hand slid around her waist again. holding her tight.

"You are mine" was all he said before he suddenly released her and she fell to the ground.

A lamp flickered on and she saw him sitting in a chair, his face in shadows.

She looked up at him through her tangled bangs. "What?"

"You will obey me in all ways. You will never question me. You. Are. Mine." he said. His voice quiet, but commanding.

"No. How can you do this? You're supposed to be Duo's best friend! You don't even like me!"

He smiled, stood up, and walked over to where she knelt on the floor. "Are you refusing me? I am doing Duo a favor. You WANT this." He reached down and grabbed her arm, pulling her up and pushing her down on the bed. "Tell me you don't."

"I don't! God, just leave me alone!"

He laughed once again pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her to the cold air and his colder eyes. He kissed her again, biting her lips and nipping his way down her throat, until he reached his ultimate goal. He looked up at her and smiled a ferally, knowing she wasn't going anywhere, that this was exactly where she wanted to be.

Hilde closed her eyes as his teeth clamped on to one nipple and bit down, his fingers pinching and twisting the other. She gasped from the pain, but more from the shock of realizing that she was wet. Wetter than she had been in years.

Heero yanked the dress down her legs, leaving her clad in only black shoes, stockings, and panties. He smiled down at her, " you will always wear black for me. And you are to never wear panties when you are in my presence." With that, he reached between her legs, sliding his fingers inside the thin black silk, skimming her wetness, teasing her, making her ache for more. "Still say no?"

"...I ...can't... do this... to Duo!" She gave a frustrated moan and tried to sit up, but with a twist of his wrist, her panties were torn off and she fell back on the bed, shaking with desire. "No. please." she begged, but the plea was weak.

He ran a finger down her inner thigh and down to the back of her knee... "Spread your legs for me little Hilde. Show me what's mine." A nudge from his hand was all it took as she lay back on the bed and gave him carte blanc to a treasure only Duo had seen before. "You WILL belong to me. You will come to me when I call. You will obey my every wish. YOU ARE MY SLAVE." he punctuated each statement with a kiss up her thigh, and when she started to deny the last one, she felt his hot breath on her, and felt the flick of his tongue and the scrape of his teeth on her clit. "Say it! Tell me you are my slave!"

She could no longer deny she wanted him. She was going to explode if he didn't take her soon. It was what she wanted. She wanted the danger. She wanted to be his submissive. She wanted to be under his control. But she could not agree, she couldn't do that to her Duo. "No. ...I can't."

The anger in his eyes was intense as he became intent on meeting his goal. He had come here tonight for the sole purpose of gaining possession of Hilde. He would not fail. Looking down at the beautiful black haired vixen before him, he bent down and began to work on his mission of making Hilde scream.

His tongue was everywhere but where she wanted it most. She grabbed his head and tried to force him to the right spot, but he just laughed and bit her thigh. Only when she had conceeded to his first demand and proclaimed herself his, did his tongue delve into the depths of her desire. Her legs encircled his neck, as she thrashed and begged for more. She was wild and he had to hold her hips down to keep her on the bed. Fingers replacing tongue as his mouth slipped up to nip and suck her to oblivion.

She lay gasping on the bed, feeling dizzy and desperate. He HAD to stop this slow torture. She now freely admitted that he was the master of her body. It had been so long since she had felt this hot, and she'd never been so ready to sell her soul. "Please. Please."

"Please what?" he moved the fingers inside her and bit down on her clit.

"Oh GOD, Fuck me!"

"Then agree to the rest of my terms."

"No, please. oh god."

"YES." he growled as he slid his cock against her enterance. Teasing her by pushing just the head inside then withdrawing. Her legs latched around his waist, trying to pull him into her, but he was too strong and refused to give her any more.

"Heero PLEASE!"

"Say it." In one stroke he was fully inside of her. Laying down on top of her, he crushed her breasts with his weight, and ground his lips against hers, impaling her without moving.

She jerked her hips trying to find a little friction, but his body weight held her down against the bed. He did not budge even an inch.

He filled her up, and she could feel every inch of herself stretched around him. She could think of nothing but her desire to have him fuck her until she was mush. In a desperate rush she lost her will to fight, and gave in to Him. "Heero i am yours i will come to you whenever you call i will do what ever you say i am your slave please fuck me NOW!"

Fully satisfied, Heero pulled out then pounded into her. Forcefully grinding into the hips she was lifting to meet his every stroke. He felt her muscles tighten around him, and as he came inside her, he heard her scream.


Mission accomplished.

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Part 4

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She laid sprawled across the bed just like he had left her... legs spread, arms flung out to her sides, too exhausted to move; His cum mingling with her own wetness as it seeped from her body. She could feel him staring at her from his chair in the corner. Sitting there enjoying the sight of her body and the evidence of his possession. What had she done! 'Oh, Duo.' Tears slipped from her eyes as she thought of him. Tears for him, and tears for her, because she knew it would happen again. He would force her to face her demons and beg for it once more.

As if he could read her thoughts, he got up from his chair and slowly approached her. As he stood above her with a self-satisfied smirk on his face, he reached down between her thighs, hooking two fingers inside. She moaned as he thrust them deep, then slowly pulled out, scraping her clit with his nails. She hissed from the sharp contact, and her eyes flew open to see him holding up his fingers,covered in a mixture of her clear moisture and his white viscous semen.

"Open your mouth," his quite but commanding voice demanded. "This is what we taste like. This is what you will crave. THIS is what you will have to earn." The tips of his fingers brushed her lips.

Hilde was frozen in shock. Never had she thought of doing this.This should have repulsed her, but instead she began to shiver as she opened her mouth and sucked their mixture from his fingers. She wanted more, she wanted to taste him undiluted.

She released a small whimper when he withdrew his fingers from her mouth, she felt empty.

She watched him uncomprehendingly as he walked back over to the chair and sat down. He hadn't even bothered to undress before he fucked her, but his pants were undone, and the object she wanted to taste more than anything, was hard and in his hand.

"Get off the bed, down on all four, and come to me."

Slowly she obeyed him, sliding to the floor and crawling across the room. The wool rug beneath her burned her knees, and she could feel moisture dripping down her thighs as she moved. She'd never felt so humiliated. A thought flickered through her mind, 'How had He gain possession so quickly? How did He know?', but it was quickly extinguished and replaced with the single minded goal of reaching Him and being allowed to touch and taste him.

She knelt between his legs, fully focused on his erection. She reached up to touch him, but was immediately repremanded. "You do not move unless I say so. You most definitely DO NOT touch me without permission. If this becomes a problem with you, then I will have to tie you down until you are fully trained. Now apologize for such impertenance."

Tear filled eyes stared up at him... "I-I'm sorry."

He lay back in the chair moving his hand from his erection. "Clean me up."

She hesitated only a moment before touching the tip of his penis with her tongue. She could taste herself here too, and found the thought of him carrying her scent with him when he left, very erotic. She lapped down his length and kissed his balls. She engulfed him with her mouth, sliding him down her throat and taking him all, detemined to taste him, to make him cum.

The salty taste of his precum was coating her tongue as she fucked him with her mouth. He was close... she could feel it. His hands were clinched in her hair, and forcing her into a faster rhythm. She sucked harder and faster, knowing that he was imminent. She licked, then went down again as suddenly his hands stopped her, and held her there with is cock down her throat, unmoving. It was so hard to breath, but he refused to budge. She struggled as her heart pounded, and she started to feel dizzy as adrenaline flooded her body. "Relax. Stop fighting and you can breath." She looked up as he spoke the words and tried to force her protesting body to relax, finally realizing that he had no intention of giving her a taste of what she wanted. He was proving his point... He held all control.

He smiled at her as he lightly brushed the tears from her cheeks, then pulled her mouth off his cock. She fell back onto the carpet and laid there in a daze as she watched him tuck himself back into his pants and straighten his clothes.

He stood over her naked heaving body, "You are MINE. Can you deny it now?"

She sat on the floor hugging her knees to her chest, unable to tear her eyes away from his. "no"

He laughed softly, bent down, and picked up her torn panties. Slipping them into his pocket, he turned away and walked to the door, giving her a final warning, "I will be contacting you very soon. Don't even think about not obeying."

Her head dropped to her knees as the door slammed shut. Her lips burned, stomach hurt, and she felt slightly nauseous. She knew he had been 'gentle' with her tonight. That he had teasd her with pleasure, forcing her to face the reality of her lust and his control. He knew exactly what she wanted...no, NEEDED. Proving to her He was the one who knew how to fill the empty space in her soul.

She hated herself.

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She sat alone on the balcony, staring blindly at the stars, in the moonless sky. The air was crisp, but she was too numb to feel it, and she jumped when she felt a jacket settle on her shoulders. Quickly spinning around she collided with Duo.

"Hey babe! Whatcha doing standing out here in the cold?"

She looked into the eyes of her greatest love as he spoke, then lowered hers in guilt. "Nothing, I wasn't feeling very well, kind of dizzy, so I came out here for some air."

He pushed the hair out of her face and looked at her. "Yeah, you are looking a little pale. What happened to your hair? Weren't you wearing it up when we got here?"

The lies began. "Oh, yes, well, my head was hurting a little, so I took it down because the barrettes were making it worse." She gave him a weak smile. Inside the banshee was screaming. Please let me die.

He kissed her forehead, "Want to leave the party now? Let's go tell Quatre and we'll head on up to our room."

Panic hit her. The thought of staying in the same house with HIM was unbarable. "NO! ...I mean, I'd rather just go home. I'm really not feeling well.

They made their way through the crowded room to the table where Quatre and the other pilots sat. As Duo made their excuses, Heero sat smiling at Hilde, fingering the small torn black silk panties tucked away in his pocket. Hilde realized what he was doing, and grabbed on to Duo, burying her face in the back of his jacket, terrified.

Duo reached back, put his arm around her shoulders and guided her out the door.

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She stood under the scalding hot water as if it could burn away his touch and wipe away all the sins to which she had succumed. Why did this have to happen? Duo was her life. She would never leave him, but she had always known that if he found out about her secret desire to be sexually controled, he would be repulsed and leave her. Now she had committed the ultimate sin and let another man use her. A man who was supposed to be his best friend.

She couldn't do it. She wouldn't let it happen again. She would just have to tell Him no, or ignore him when he sent for her.

She could do it! She knew she could. She had to.

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A couple days later, Duo walked into the kitchen carrying a large bouquet of flowers, and a pink package with a huge bow. "Hey! look what you just got! What ya been doing behind my back babe?" He gave her a huge grin and a naughty leer...

She gave a strained laugh, and punched him in the arm. "Go on silly! It's just a present from the girls, trying to cheer me up because we didn't get to stay at Quatre's with them. They called and told me they were sending me a surprise."

"Ok... Whatever. You girls do strange things sometimes." he started out the kitchen door, when she called to him. "Duo!" and he turned around only to find her slamming into him, hugging him like a vice.

"I love you Duo. You know that right?"

He looked at her peculiarly and hugged her back, leaning down, kissing her nose and gooching her ribs. "Of course I know you love me, I love you too. Now unless you want to have a tickle fest back in the bedroom, I suggest you let me get back to work. Of course, my vote is for more tickling in the bedroom!"

Hilde giggled and shoed him out of the kitchen. Still smiling at his antics as she turned back to to the dishes. When she saw the flowers her heart sank down into her stomach. With trembling hands she opened the card.


Tomorrow. 12:00. I will pick you
up at the park. Wear only what is
in the box. Don't be late.
H


Carefully she lifted the lid of the box and peered inside. Mouth gaping, she held up a short high necked black dress and a black leather dog collar.

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Part 5

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Pergatory
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At 12:30, she casually walked through the park, purposefully late, hoping he would have left by the time she got there. As the path curved around the children playing on the swings, and the softball game in progress, she saw him. For all appearences he looked to be patiently leaning against his car enjoying the sunshine and ballgame, but a closer look at his eyes dispelled that facade as he coldly watched every step of her approach.

She stood before him, waiting for his rebuke of her for being late, but it never came. Instead he just stared at her with his beautiful dark blue deadly eyes, making her heart pound; making her wish more than anything that she had not defied him by being late, and wearing a soft midnight blue dress and sweater instead of the sexy black one
he had sent. Her mind refused to even think about the dog collar, she had a feeling it was meant to be more symbolic than actually worn.

Without saying a word he took her hand and led her to the passenger side of the car. Opening the door, he helped her in before getting in on his side and starting the car.
He drove in silence to a less populated part of town, where people lazily strolled down the sidewalks, leisurely shopping or resting at the small cafes that dotted the streets.

He expertly parked the car, tucked her arm in his, and ushered her into a small intimate bistro. Not once, since they'd met in the park, had either of them uttered a word, until Heero ordered their lunch.

They sat side by side in a small private circular booth. Hilde tried to slide away, putting some room between them, but the arm Heero draped across her shoulders prevented the small escape and pulled her back tightly against him. Leaning down, his lips touching her ear, he bit her. "Nice dress."

"I made up my mind yesterday that I was not going to do this, and you cannot force me to."

For once, Heero's laughter was genuine. "Hilde... I don't have to 'force' you to do anything. You want it. I think I proved that a couple days ago."

"NO! I don't want that. I can't!"

Still smiling, he was still so sure of himself ...and why shouldn't he be, he held the trump card. "So what are you going back to? Fun sex with Duo?"

"I love Duo!"

"But he doesn't give you what you need anymore. Sure the sex is good and you love him, but sex with laid back Duo isn't nearly as good as it was with The God of Death."

Hilde gasped in shock. She was speechless. He really did know.

Still laughing at her, he reached over and grabbed her chin, meeting her eye to eye. "You need the danger, the rush of adrenaline that comes with being taken, being controled. He did that for you during the war. Shinigami, is who made you hot! You were the catalist that gave him relief from his anger, his wild emotions. He would come
to you and take control. Ravish you in mad fits of passion. The wilder it was, the more it broke through his numbness. You were the only one who could sooth is jagged soul, but now that he's found a sembalence of peace, the beast is tamed, and while the sex may be good... it's no longer mind-blowing hot."

"Is that what you want? Just 'good' sex?" His hand moved under the table and slid up her skirt, stopping only when he reached the thin barrier of silk. Still staring into her eyes, he breached the barrier and slipped his fingers inside, smiling at the wetness he found there. "No, I don't think that's what you need at all." His lips lowered onto hers as his fingers searched deeper.

The kiss was broken only by the arrival of their food, and he lifted his lips only when He was ready. The waiter smiled indulgently, thinking they were young lovers out on a lunch date, not knowing that in reality Heero was ripping away Hilde's soul as easily as he had ripped her panties two days before.

They ate in silence as Hilde picked at her food trying to appear normal and ignore the fingers of Heeros left hand that were determined to tease her to the edge of orgasm repeatedly. He however had no trouble eating, smiling casually, and chatting about the most inane subjects. It was driving her crazy. HE was driving her
crazy. All she could think about now was jumping up on the table and begging him to fuck her. But then again, that seemed to be exactly what he wanted.

By the time he had paid for their lunch, she was ready to scream. Her face was so flushed, even the waiter asked if she were alright. Heero enjoyed her stammering reply about being "fine, just a little hot." He even voiced his agreement with her..."Yes, she's VERY hot." To which the confused waiter slightly blushed as he handed Heero back
his credit card, and moved away quickly.

Heero withdrew his fingers from her and held them up. Their slickness sparkling in the light. "Tell me now that you don't want me."

She couldn't answer, she was hypnotized by his fingers, knowing where they had been and what they could do.

He brushed his fingers across her lips. "Taste it." Which she did, opening her mouth and sucking on his fingers. Licking them clean as he pushed them in and out. "Now, tell me what you want."

"I want to taste You."

With a smug smile, Heero stood up, took her hand in his, and walked out of the restaurant.

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And so she decended into


HELL
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From that moment on, Hilde's life was one filled with great bouts of depression, immense highs, and ultimate deceptions. For a month she had been telling one lie after another; to Duo, to her friends, and to herself. Heero had accomplished the ultimate control. She would do ANYTHING he asked of her.

She was being torn apart by her sinful addiction to what Heero could give her, and her love for Duo. Duo was a smart guy, he knew something was wrong. She'd never been an extremely social person. She'd always prefered to stay at home with him, doing the domestic thing. Their life had been perfect except for the fact that after the war, their relationship had gone from wild live-every-day-like-it's-your-last desperation and passion, to I-love-you-lets-settle-down-and-be-adults leisurely sex. She MISSED her God of Death. She missed his desperate angry violent passion.

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The end was near. She knew it. Duo was silent and brooding these days. He was always making snide little sarcastic comments about her nightly excursions with her friends, but she was past the point of ever saying no to Him. Heero had her trapped. The one time she'd failed to meet him when he called, he had showed up at their house, and hung out with Duo all afternoon. Duo had even invited him to stay for dinner. As she was cooking, Heero had cornered her, and while pushing his hands up her shirt, threatened to tell Duo what a naughty little slut she was if she ever failed to meet him again, and
how both of them knew Duo would get angry, start a fight, and then He would have to kill him. Of course, with Duo out of the way, he'd have her all to himself. To validate his threat, he pulled her torn panties out of his pocket and dangled them in her face, then showed her his gun.

She never failed to meet him again, she let him do whatever he wanted, and loved and hated every minute of it. She would close her eyes and pretend it was Death, doing her like he had five years ago before the war ended.

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Part 6

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He'd had enough. He wanted answers.




As soon as Duo heard Hilde pull out of the drive, he called Cathrine. When she answered the phone, he told her to ask Hilde, to pick up some milk on her way home.

Catherine looked at him in complete confusion. "Hilde's coming over?"

"Yeah, I thought you two were going to the movies."

"Ummm, no. I just got back from doing a two week performance on L4 yesterday. I'm really too tired to do anything tonight."

He knew he'd been right, he'd just been praying that he was wrong.

Duo disconnected, checked his gun, ran to the garage, and jumped into his car. Hilde couldn't have gotten far in this weather.

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She sat...in her car, gazing at Heero's secret cabin through the misting rain. Just the two of them knew of the cabin's existence; a person could disappear here and never be found...

It had been a month of the most exquisite physical pleasure, and month of the most agonizing mental pain. This could NOT continue. Tonight would determine the course of the rest of her life. Tonight she would beg for Death.


Hilde sat in the car staring at Hell...
Staring at Heaven.




Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the cabin door, and went in without knocking. The cabin was small, just one room and a bathroom, but it was luxurious. It's one room contained a small kitchen, a comfortable living area, and a huge black silk covered bed.

He was sitting on the couch staring into the fire. He didn't look around when she entered, just kept studying the flames. "What are you waiting for? Take off your clothes."

Walking around the couch she stood in front of him blocking his view to the fire. Still he did not look up at her, only waited patiently for her to strip and serve him.

Frustrated at his apparent indifference of her, she reached out and slapped him.
He showed no reaction other than the slight turning of his head. "This has got to stop Heero! It's killing me. It's killing DUO and he doesn't even know why!"

Heero grabbed her and snarled viciously. "Then tell him. Tell him how I give you something he no longer can, and make sure to tell him why."

"Tell him what Heero? That I loved having sex with him while he was half crazed during the war? That I liked it when the sex was wild and violent and he took control of everything? That's insane. Oh God, I'M insane to even want that."

"Well, there's no denying the fact that you still do. If you continue with such defiance, I will be the one to tell him, and you know I will just end up killing him. Now, how many times must I show you that you belong to me, and will do anything I want?" He kissed her hard as he pushed her down on the floor, shoving her skirt up to her waist. "Say it! SAY IT!"

She lay there numb, hopelessly telling him what he wanted to hear. "I'm yours. Please fuck me."

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Duo stood on the porch outside the window. He'd heard the whole bizarre conversation between his wife, and his best friend. 9mm in hand, he was ready to jump through the window and kill. He wanted blood. Heero's, or Hilde's or both...he wasn't sure; The confusion and shock ran too deep, so he held back, leaning against the wall, too devastated to do more. He'd stood there on the porch listening to Hilde's anger, and Heero's threat's, then the sounds of torturous pleasure as Heero exerted his control over Hilde. Her final scream was a knife to his heart.

He was ready. An offering to The God of Death must be made; some one had to pay. His hand tightened on the gun as he heard Hilde start to speak.

"Heero, this was not supposed to happen. I still don't know how you knew my secrets, but you took advantage of me and exploited my weaknesses, then you blackmailed me into continuing to play your slave, even though I said no from the beginning, you forced it. You knew that I loved Duo. After that night at Quatre's, every time you and I were together, I've always pretended it WAS Duo, it was him who made me scream, not you. If he'll still have me, I'll take life with Duo anyway it comes. If he'll forgive me, I'll stay with him forever, no matter what. I love him. Heero, I thought maybe if we talked, you would understand, but you still refuse to see reason, and I can't let you hurt Duo. I WON'T."

Heero laughed maniacally, "You know what Hilde? All you had to do was tell Duo what you wanted. He's the one who told me about your wild romps together, but because you're so tiny, he was worried about hurting you, so at MY suggestion, he vowed to always take it slow and easy with you. You're both fucking idiots, but it's been a hell of a month hasn't it?"

There was one shot, then silence.

Duo walked off the porch and drove home.



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DEATH
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It was well past 2:00am when she drove into the garage. For a woman who had just committed murder, she was very calm. Heero's body wouldn't be found for year's, possibly forever, unless some hunter stumbled onto the cabin by accident.

All she had to worry about now, was explaining things to Duo, and hoping he would forgive her.

She opened the door and entered the dark house. Funny, she thought, he usually left a light on for her.

Without bothering to turn on the lights, she stood in the living room taking off her sweater and tossing down her purse. In the darkest corner of the room, a movement in the shadows caught her attention.

Death sat back in a chair, dressed all in black, looking up at her through his bangs with a smirk. "Hilde, you've been a very bad girl."

Shocked, she went to him and fell to her knees, "Please Duo..." He leaned down and crushed her lips with his. Her Shinigami was BACK, he knew all, and everything was going to be alright.

Her god was home