Chapter 1

The boy twitched in the car seat, fingering the handcuffs around his wrists. He jerked his hands apart, causing red lines of blood to appear where the metal dug into the skin. He tried once more before realizing the futility of his actions.

Strong, Duo thought, and perfect for everything. The doctors would be proud, very proud. Duo had done something right for a change; counter to their belief all he could do is thieve, sleep, and sleep with others.

The boy glared at Duo.

“Who are you and what is happening,” He said, still glaring. “I am John Al…”

Duo leaned over and kissed the sweet lips, invading the mouth. The boy’s mouth was delicious, better then candy. When he was finished, Duo said. “Cannot you guess? I am your master and you are my slave. And your name isn’t John. From now on its Heero.”

Conscious of the drivers eyes and they fact that his ‘faithful’ employee received gifts from all the important families, Duo teased with the boy’s body but never violated it totally; that would be saved for the bedroom where the maids stationed outside the door got gifts from the important people.

Duo truly wished he didn’t have to do this, but the boy was strong, and it was for the good of the colony. Anyway, he liked doing this. No one but the slaves in L2 hated it; it was accepted of the high-class to own and sometimes be slaves. Hopefully the boy would understand why he did this; he was from L1 and knew freedom, not like most on L2.

“But…” Heero started to say.

Duo slapped him hard.

“B…”

Duo slapped him again. Heero quieted after that and tried to rob his jaw but fumbled because of the handcuffs. Duo took the opportunity to neck the boy and whisper reassurance into the sweet air that he playful nipped.

Something hard pressed against Duo from the area of Heero’s groan. If he weren’t so occupied, Duo would have smiled sadly; it would be easer for the boy with the attraction.

The car glided to a stop. Duo pushed Heero outside and climbed out after him. The greeting room lights were, meaning someone came a visitin’. Duo was about to push Heero again, but Heero saw that and moved foreword before he could. Smart, that’s good, Duo thought.

The doorman opened door as Duo with Heero at his side reached the welcome mat. The light inside blinded Duo as they stepped in.

“Who is here, my good man?” Dou asked.

“Lord Treize.” Duo hid his want to faint and to say ‘this is bad, very bad.’ Treize was the head of the top family and had the sick mind to prove it. His was also on Duo’s list of former political lays that sometimes showed up just to sleep with him or one of his people.

The greeting room’s doorway opened and two men entered the hallway. Treize wore his out of style cap draped across his fake smile. Zecks, a not totally slave to Treize, clung to his master.

Treize gasped upon seeing Heero. He walked directly to the boy and grasped Heero’s shin. Zecks rolled his eyes and slithered up to his master.

“Beautiful. What is his name?” said Treize.

“Heero.” Duo slipped his arm around Heero. “He is my New slave.”

“Heero, a beautiful name to a beautiful slave. How pick you the name?”

“Well, you’re full of questions about my new slave. To answer your question, Heero’s half Japanese and Heero is a Japanese name.” Like he was going to tell Treize that he picked it because it sounded so much like Heero was going to be: a hero. “You may come back tomorrow; I am busy tonight. Good. Bye.”

Treize laughed and headed out the still open door with his slave following. “See ya tomorrow, then.”

Duo looked at Heero and grabbed his arm. He would have fun tonight and hoped Heero would have some to.

Ummm… May, should be a lemon next chapter… If I get my courage up… never written one before… suggestions welcome… any feedback welcome. *leaves blushing* Ja ne.