Takeo - It's me again. GW fic featuring WuFei, Heero and Duo. And no it's not a threesome!

WuFei - I'm with Heero once again.
Heero - Yes and in this story, all masks are down when we speak in private.
Duo - How can you make me the bad guy? Heero's always the bad guy when Wu baby and I are involved.
Takeo - You wish. I see you as a very sadistic boy. You are Shinigami without compassion therefore this role comes quite naturally to you Duo-kun.
WuFei - Disclaimers. Takeo does not own GW, she can't be held responsible for using us. Don't sue her, she has no money.
Takeo - ^-^;; Okay Fei- kun whatever you say.
Heero - *clears throat * There's lemon, rape, angst, sap and this takes place towards the end of the GW timeline. There's a plot as well. Italics are thoughts./p>

Masks Aside One: Shinigami.

~I lie awake in my bed. My nightmares have the courtesy not to haunt me during the daylight hours. I lie there, cold and alone, I miss Meiran, I cared for her, even when we fought. Her death hangs heavy in my heart, but I've learned to move on. The one I adore and love, his brown tousled locks and cobalt eyes. He never notices me as I catch a few glimpses of a love that will never be mine. He belongs to Shinigami, to Duo. It frightens me to think of the hold that the braided pilot has over the perfect soldier. Duo's eyes can be happy one minute, murderous the next. Apparently I struck to close, and saw a shadow behind that mask. ~

I was alone in my room in one of Quatre's numerous safe houses. The others were on missions leaving Duo and I behind. I heard a knock at my door.

" Come in." I said as I returned my attention back to my book. Duo strolled into the room. It was his silence that made me look up. The moment I did, he pounced on me, my book long discarded.

" I know what you're up to WuFei. You can't take Heero away from me." He said, his violet eyes dark with a hidden intent that I couldn't place. All I wanted was to get as far away as possible from this boy.

" I haven't tried to take Heero away from you Duo." I said as calmly as possible, trying to wiggle myself free from his hold on me. Violet eyes pierced into my soul as I looked at him. He smiled, a smirk in actuality and it scared me. Duo wasn't called Shinigami for nothing

" You're beautiful, you know that?" he said to me. I didn't reply and I blushed, revealing my discomfort. His smirk faded away and a new emotion swirled in those eyes.

" Too beautiful for your own good…" Duo said as his hands ran over my body. I pleaded for him to stop but he didn't. Duo was Shinigami, god of death; seduction enhanced his killing skills so to speak, his devilish charms that could mislead anyone thinking of him as innocent. He straddled me and repeated his previous words. I tried to reach for my sword but he grabbed it before me, his weight holding me down, he cut away my pants, despite my efforts to hit him away, resulting in blood drawn from his lip. He cursed and struck me across my face.

I felt tears sip slowly from my eyes; I couldn't believe that was crying before this madman. His eyes filled with lust and desire drove him to a fevered pitch. Discarding the sword he pulled out handcuffs and secured me to the bed leg and spread my legs. I looked away from him as I felt him tear into me, no control over his desire. Gods it hurt so much. He was the only one receiving pleasure, and I felt nothing but pain. When he finally came in me, he uncuffed me and left me alone not giving me a backward glance.

After he left, I dragged myself to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I sat there, weeping over what had just happened to me. It was then I noticed that I had been bleeding and that it had stopped. My face bore a bruise on my cheek that he had hit. Despite my general fear and disgust I was glad that Duo had not marked me. Maybe I could bleed to death, dishonorable as it may seem.

I sat in the tub for a while, and didn’t see Heero come in. He couldn't love me, or want me, not after what Duo did to me. I saw him reach into the tub and pull me out, swearing as the hot water hit his arm. His cobalt eyes revealed nothing as he noticed the mistreated bed leg and the bruise on my face. He laid me down in my soaking wet shirt. He toweled me dry and wrapped me in a blanket.

" WuFei, can you hear me?" he asked, shaking me. I looked at him, long and hard and fell back against my pillow, tears once again flooding my vision.

End of part one.

Takeo - It's depressing, but part two is on the way. Why did Duo rape WuFei, why is Heero the only one to know that something terrible to Fei-kun? What about Trowa and Quatre, do they appear at all? All this will hopefully be answered in part two and three.