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Duo bounded down the stairs to the basement in the morning sunlight, smiling happily as Heero watched him. Quatre had given them a tray of food for breakfast, and Heero was carrying it as carefully as possibly, much to Duo's delight in distracting him.

They entered the room, Duo laughing cheerfully as Heero set the tray down on the metal table in the middle of the room, and took off his shoes to toss them in the corner. Duo's boots followed, and the American walked over to his lover, kissing him soundly before digging into his plate of rice, vegetables, and a meat dish. Heero smirked at him, and began eating his own food, watching the twitching form of the captive princess hung from the ceiling.

"D'ya think her arms are sore?" Duo asked, smiling evilly. Heero nodded, watching as Shinigami seemed to take over his lover's visage as he wolfed down his food, staring at Relena's bloodied form, her slit flesh streaked with smear and drips of brown, intermingled upon her face with yellowing pus. He smirked and approached her, crouching so he was in her face. Heero paused, and laid a hand on his shoulder.

"I want to wake her," the Japanese youth explained, and Duo stood, gesturing grandly to the unconscious body. "She's all yours, love," he grinned, backed off to activate the camera as Heero took his position, half kneeling before Relena's figure. He traced her brow lightly with a fingertip, resting upon the lid of her ruined eye, then smiled, beginning the day. He wormed his finger through the scabs, forcing her empty eyelids apart as she protested the awakening. Heero glared at her coldly, and jabbed his finger into the socket, evoking a high scream of agony from Relena's dislocated jaw.

The girl's eye flew open, meeting the sight of Heero digging his hand into her eyesocket, and pulling her upright by that awful hole. Fresh blood streamed over his palm as she shrieked, then he withdrew his hand, allowing her to hang from the chains alone, her arms protesting in anguish.

"Koni chiwa, Relena," Heero greeted her, turning to grab his juice from the food tray, casually wiping his hand clean on her thigh. She whimpered at the sight of him pulling a long sip from the glass, and croaked pitifully, "Heero, I'm thirsty."

He glanced at her as if he had forgotten, and asked, "Did you want a drink?" She nibbled on her cracked lip, and nodded shyly. He shrugged, and put his juice down on the table. "Close your eyes, I'll get you something," he grunted. She trembled, afraid as she shut her one eye, and he remarked icily, "Oh, I forgot. Close your one eye, then."

She flinched at the cold insult, but kept her eye closed. She heard strange sounds, as if cloth, then Heero ordered, "Open your mouth." She parted her lips, moaning at the pain from her jaw. A foul, bitter liquid shot against her tongue, and she spat furiously, her eyes shooting open at Duo's laughter behind her. Heero stood before her, his pants open and cock held in hand. She screamed at him as he slid a hand into her matted hair, then shrieked as her forced her mouth open.

"Swallow this time. I'd hate to hurt you more than necessary," he hissed, a small, evil smirk crossing his face as he proceeded to urinate into her mouth, the yellow liquid spilling over her face, then into her oozing eyesocket as he twitched. Duo giggled as Heero finished, spraying over her face and chest, Relena screaming in a combination of horror and humiliation the entire time.

Heero released her hair to shut her lips, dribbling foul hot urine, and her eye bugged, choking as she tried not to swallow, but the small evil smirk on Heero's face convinced her. He turned away from her after she had drunk the vile liquid, and smirked at the sounds of her retching over herself.

Heero then pulled a short, sharp knife from the selection on the wall, and a roll of gauze. Relena gagged, then looked hopefully at the bandages. Heero almost laughed at her pathetic expression, and pulled latex gloves on from the desk, and grabbed a large bottle labelled 'ammonia' before returning to her side.

The princess as got out a question of his activity as he stalked toward her, only to be slapped across the face by Duo's hand. "No talking, bitch," the American grinned, snatching at her hair. She writhed, trying to escape his grasp, and he simply let her, standing tall so she hung from the golden strands held tightly in his palm. Heero paused to watch as she railed against his lover, until falling suddenly to her half-kneel by her wrists. Duo twirled the bloody patch of scalp and hair about his hand, then smirked wickedly. He knelt, smiling at her the entire time, and reached a hand with a slight grmace between her legs. She yelled at his violation, "Unhand me!"

Heero punched her in the cheek for daring to speak, and her cheekbone shattered under the force of his blow. "Silence," he intoned as Duo spread the lips of her cunt, his face screwing up at the feel of her slimy innards. He reached down with his other hand as she wriggled, recovering from the shock against her cheek, and thrust the bloody strands from her head into her, the long blonde hair hanging obscenely between her legs. Duo stood, and ran to the sink to wash his hands of her unwilling juices, whitish gelatin upon his fingers.

Heero slid his fingers firmly about the handle of the knife, ignoring Relena's whispered pleas for him not to hurt her, then carelessly slashed down upon her shoulder. A thick slice of muscle peeled from her flesh, plopping down to the cement floor. Relena screamed hoarsely, a predictable response to his violence.

The Japanese youth considered the gaping wound, then removed a long chunk of her lower back, and her opposite forearm. He teased the sharp edge over a breast as she shrieked, then sliced slowly through the side of the peaked mound a few centimetres in. She watched with with endorphin-dulled terror as he cropped muscle from her calves and thighs, blood streaming down her sweaty, writhing body, and she, panicking at the sight of so much blood, rolled her eye back into the socket, passing out.

Heero only smiled at the faint string of curses as Duo obsessively washing himself, then uncapped the bottle, waving it under Relena's nostrils before dumping some of the stinking contents into her shoulder. She screeched shrilly as he rolled the gauze and bandaged it quickly, sealing the painful liquid against her flesh. She flung herself as best she could to escape him, new vigour entailed due to the agony of her body as he repeated the gesture upon her newest injuries, tightly binding them as she begged and screamed alternately, her word of no import but the delicious pain so evident in each squeal of anguish.

Relena chose that moment to go limp, whether from the visual of so much blood, the stench of the ammonia, or the plain agony as he hoped. She hung there while he tied off the last few bandages, then stood, nodded contently at his work.

Duo bounded over to him, and wrinkled his nose cutely. "C'mon, let's get some lunch. It stinks in here, I'm gonna pass out," Duo complained, falling against his lover in a mock swoon. Heero swung him into his arms, chuckling, and carried him from the room, locking the door behind them.

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