AN: Okay, I care about reviews, but no more badgering. Sorry about all that crap before. Just to let you know that without reviews, I don't write. After about three chapters of poor reception, I discontinue publishing a story. Someone said I should write for the sake of writing.. I do, but when I publish on the internet… On a fanfiction site no less… I expect someone who has read the story (out of the many who do) to review it. If not, I'll stop the editing efforts, and the time-consuming process of having a plot that makes sense, or at least components besides sex that makes a story interesting, and then I'll just keep the whole story in my head and my journal.

At least, I will warn you two chapters ahead of time if I'm discontinuing anything. Thanks so much for reading! I like the emotionless stats a lot~

Warnings: Plotless smex.

A Little Diversion

While Trowa was contemplating insanity to explain the bizarre image of another him outside in the universe, Duo was spending his second straight week in a temporary home- he was told this was Celestial Being's summer home and there were four more weeks of school. It was a three-story building, and Trowa was on the uppermost-leftmost room recuperating from an overload to his senses which had killed his immune system momentarily. Duo had never in his life seen his friend so sick, or anything close to it. They banished him from the room after three days.

He hadn't seen Heero or the other masters for that long either, though they've been back and forth at the house, when he was asleep. Allelujah Haptism, the only other resident besides Milliardo, Trowa and himself, told them that the masters had a lot of work to do before they joined the Celestial Being House to the Terra Family under the Veda Order.

The Southern Order, to explain the extravagant tiers, is nearly four times bigger than the North Order, so the regular Order member in charge of a group of families didn't quite tally up well for leaders. Just recently, one Order member was in charge of seven Families! So in the South, there are several Houses, each headed by a Lord (imagine Treize and his Family); those several Houses are grouped as a Family headed by a Prefect (imagine Dorothy above the other Families): and then there are several Families each headed by an Order member (Dekim).

To understand the convenience of this system, Treize's and Dorothy's Families, now called Houses, are going to be under Veda's Order and allocated evenly between two Families. Treize's House will be under the Terra Family (so now there are three Houses under the Terra Family that Duo knows of) and there are four other Families in this Order: the AEU, the Union, and the Human Reform League, and the A-Laws (this Family holds the Prefect's House, but they don't know who). Dorothy's House will be under the Union. If there weren't such House and Family systems, the two would have made twenty plus families in the Veda order.

Dekim and Jupiter will be co-partners of some members of the Southern Order, sharing the same Families. Dekim and Veda, Jupiter and a man named Voshka Khosi, and Voldemort was by himself because he already had five Families. He wasn't a vampire, but so were some other members of the South. He was a powerful magician from London who had failed in his hostile takeover, underestimating the number of supernatural elements in the natural world beyond what the Wizard World knew, Orders especially. That was years ago, and the story was longer, but Allelujah couldn't tell him anymore beyond that.

This organization of groups didn't concern Duo greatly; as far as he was concerned, he was Heero's slave, and that was all. Still, Allelujah passed the time with these explanations so as to get his mind off of Trowa. When he finished explaining his place in this society, Allelujah began the more interesting topic of how he (himself) was born. More specifically, why a Trowa clone existed in the first place.

He began with Catherine, the dead sister of something thousands years. It was unsure whether Catherine was really Trowa's sister or not, but she had existed for eons as one of the most powerful Daywalkers on earth. Daywalkers are vampires that can miraculously withstand sunlight, and often have unparallel magical abilities. There was no question that Catherine had those abilities, so when she attached herself to a brother named Trowa Barton, the Northern Order jumped on the opportunity to provide their section of Umbrella a piece of experimental material, besides Treize and the other masters they have given years before.

"So Treize and them have clones too?" Duo had asked.

"Yes, my master is Sir Wufei's clone," Allelujah blushed momentarily. "Like me and Trowa, there are some differences."

Ironically, Catherine was killed in a car accident not long afterwards, and there was the mysterious disappearance of Duo and Trowa's true parents- though there are no records for the Order or Umbrella of them ever existing in the first place. Anyway, they were given Familiar faux parents and had numerous samples taken. Luckily, their powers being dormant didn't affect their clones: they could have the powers awaken separately.

So the experiments met with brilliant success, but the Northern Order couldn't trust the clones within their own perimeters. (What if Treize and Alejandro Corner decided to team up?) They, the D-Section Umbrella- Northern Order combination, made a hefty fortune giving the clones to the Southern Order-F-Section Umbrella combo. Still, D-Section had priceless information on the research they took, while F only had the products.

But D was greedy, and Dekim was just as avaricious, and so they planned for more experiments, but the other members only teamed with D for political keeping-the-peace reasons, not to work together with humans to make monsters of their own kinds. In the end, there was a joint project to overtake the Order, which ended in their loss and expulsion. Jupiter went with Dekim because her Prefect Iason didn't work well with any of the other Prefects; in other words, he had no control over them. Plus, Iason and Treize were great friends. The connection ruined her Family. There was no clear reason why Voldemort followed Dekim and Jupiter. The best advantage he gained was his continued partnership with Umbrella. But he hated humans, so that couldn't have been much of an advantage. Then there was the fact that the Northern Order was now estranged from human contact, and the region of the Northern Order is now in complete chaos. If they had television, they would have been able to see the breakdown of society there, and Umbrella's subsequent nuclear attack.

Until all the formalities were done, they were to stay at Celestial Being's summer home.

At the moment, Allelujah had gone out for groceries at Milliardo's request. The blonde's request wasn't actually groceries, but crawfish. Duo couldn't help but agree that crawfish was one of the best foods he has ever tasted. He has had lobster, shrimp and crab and the like, but not crawfishes. And since they came more cheaply here, they asked Allelujah for it every two days they ran out.

Duo could taste them now, especially when he sucked out the torsos. (Milliardo hated the yellow intestines, and Duo loved creeping him out by slurping especially loud.) Those delicious, salty, resinous squishy yummy things! Allelujah claimed that his cooking skills weren't as good as his master's. If seafood ever got any better, Duo would die.

"Drooling over crawfish?"

Duo jumped three feet from the sofa. Milliardo, in his absurdly normal dress of a robe and nothing else, smiled. The house had floor-to-ceiling windows, letting in a jubilating amount of orange sunshine. The sun was setting, and tanned Milliardo considerably.

"Can't you taste it now?" Duo asked, grinning.

"Peel them for me. I hate the juices splashing everywhere when I pull the tails off."

"That's because you try to take off both sides at the same time. Just break off the tail and pull the meat out."

"But the yellow stuff is all over the tail. That's gross."

"How old are you?"

Milliardo narrowed his eyes and left the request alone. He brightened.

"Trowa will do it for me."

Duo only rolled his eyes, and then looked Milliardo over. For the past two weeks, Duo had to shave a little fuzz, but Milliardo has yet to even grow a single chest hair in the month or so he had known him. His hair was hardly out of place, and he had the smell of freshly cut flowers no matter what time of the day or how long ago he had taken a shower, or even after sex, which he seemed to indulge in a bit. Since they were left alone, every day Milliardo spent some of his time masturbating, often calling out either of his master's names. Sometimes, he would ask Duo to join him, but the boy feared the repercussions of such a union.

And now the seductive pet had set his eyes on him while slowly opening his robes, revealing his hairless, flawless skin. Had he ever been whipped, Duo wondered, getting up so as to keep himself from being tempted.

Milliardo pulled him back down and launched himself over his lap. He took advantage of Duo's initial surprise at his strength to pull down the elastic band of the boy's shorts, freeing the rapidly springing erection. With slow, in-shock resistance from Duo, Milliardo succeeded on impaling himself on his organ.

To Duo, one moment he was trying to escape, the next he was fucking a horny Milliardo. Of course, he liked it. He hadn't had sex with himself on top for a long while, masturbated a little over three months ago, so he just couldn't help himself. Though he could just shove Milliardo off like a rag doll, passion overrode his senses, and he lifted Milliardo's muscular hips a bit so that he could grind back in again. Perfection.

"Hmmm… Duo, you're bad. Your master's going to very angry." His voice was shallow, husky, and only managed to make Duo feel more horny than guilty. Rearranging himself, he leaned forward to share a kiss. It was nervous on both sides; Milliardo wasn't altogether confident, but when they increased their tempo, they kissed more deeply, tasting each other, swirling the saliva between them, slurping and sucking and twirling their tongues.

Duo shoved back the robe to grab around more of Milliardo's hips, smooth and pink, bring his chest closer so he could latch his mouth on those nipples, hard and pink, and kiss more easily those lips, swollen and pink. Duo thought Milliardo wouldn't be much different if he was a girl. He was much more sensitive around the nipples than most boys were, as he moaned greatly when he pulled the nubs while sucking on his tongue and harder he had to thrust, groaning widely himself. But the pace couldn't go as quickly as he wanted it, and he lifted Milliardo with a single arm and laid him down on his back on the sofa, a black upholstered piece of furniture that made Milliardo shine in contrast.

"You're… beautiful, Milliardo."

"You say that like you've just noticed!"

"Now that I think about it… I thought Heero was handsome when I first saw him… Well, he hasn't gotten any uglier, so I guess he's still pretty hot."

"Hey, hey, reminiscence when you don't have your hard-on in halfway." Milliardo clenched himself teasingly.

"Ahn… Okay, sorry. Stop before this ends too quickly." Duo continued slowly, pulling out at a leisurely pace while admiring Milliardo's beauty. His hair was only slightly mussed; the tendrils spread around under his arms clenching the side of the sofa. The robe was now fashionably wrinkled, giving him a sexily disheveled appearance, and his pinkness was now a pronounced reddish hue. His spread entrance was completely red, tightening with each push, tightening more with the consequent pull, quickly bringing them both to heaven. It made the tightly wound desire spread loose and enflaming.

And their desire quickly spread out of control. Milliardo raised his hips to receive more stimulation, but instead was pushed down, his legs pressed to his chest. This was a painful but favorite position of his, and he wrapped himself around that sweaty neck as they quickened their pace.

"H-Hey… Duo, faster. This will end anticlimactically if- Fuck!" He couldn't finish. Duo began slamming immediately, crying out similar obscenities, slight burning pleasure on his cock registering shocks of almost-orgasm points.

"Duo, Duo, harder!" Milliardo panted, scratching his nails over the small back, which hardly reached passed his collarbone. The thrusts were harsh on the already rough position, but he liked it a bit rough. Loved it from Duo. A few more stabs at his prostate made the quickie over, as he shot his seed between their stomachs, the blinding lights flashing brilliantly beneath his closed eyelids.

Duo was in the midst of voyeuristically watching Milliardo's passionately expressive face, which changed as his mind became more fogged with pleasure. He imagined his master somewhere in the mix suddenly. "Hee…Heero!" he shouted while coming deep inside Milliardo. He pulled out, still a bit sprung, and fell on the Seer's broad chest.

"I can't believe you just said Heero's name."

"Why?"

"Because you were having sex with me, and then you called his name." Milliardo tugged his hair a bit angrily.

"It wasn't until the last bit that I was thinking about him."

"That's the best part!"

Duo raised himself a little, glowering. "You better be happy that you managed to seduce me in the first place, you bad boy. Now I have to live with the indecision of whether or not to tell Heero."

"Don't! Then I'll get in trouble too!"

Duo ignored him. "Maybe I can phrase myself so that it sounds like it was your fault."

"Remember," Milliardo chided a bit nervously, "you were the one to rearrange to get a better angle."

"You would have sat on me again if I tried to shove you off, now wouldn't you?"

Milliardo, knowing the truth of this, looked away impudently.

"Duo."

Duo's heart jumped a little, and he looked up to see familiar green eyes staring down on his partially revealed form. They were a bit dark around the edges, but they were focused. He had clothes on now, a simple white tee and a pair of jeans.

"Trowa! You're better!"

"Some, yea. Um… What are you doing?"

"Milliardo seduced me. I couldn't hold back."

"All you had to do was get up!" retorted Milliardo. "Stop putting all the blame on me."

"He just sat on me, you know? By the time I knew it, he was going on like a rabbit."

"And you continued like a dog! Then you still called out Heero's name, as if I wasn't enough."

"I was just imagining having sex with him and got out of control. Stop being jealous- you have two masters that find you irresistible, or do you want everyone to find you irresistible?"

"Everyone," the blonde pouted, then shoved him off, falling off the floor and looking up to the hallway leading to the front yard. He froze.

Duo looked back at Trowa with pleading eyes. "What do you think Heero will do when he finds out, Tro'?"

"You're going to tell him?" Trowa said, surprised.

"Well, if he's going to put in effort to make my life easier, I should be a better pet. But I go and do this… Though, it was really grea-"

"You better stop there before I change my mind," Heero demanded.

Now, Duo's heart dropped.

"How long were you there?" he asked nervously, tucking himself back in. Behind him were the other masters. Milliardo's masters were whispering between themselves while the slave was kneeling on the floor, biting his lower lip. Quatre came from these to groups to pounce on Trowa, feeling his forehead and smiling immensely.

"Since you called Milliardo beautiful. Come, we have a party to go to."

"You're not mad?"

Heero stared at him, impassive. "Do you find me attractive?"

"Yes." Heero glared. "Yes, master," he corrected.

"Do you wish to be a better pet?"

"Yes, master."

"Then I am not angry." He motioned him forward, and Duo went to him, jumping a little when his master leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I liked to watch."

This surprised Duo so much, he didn't really believe what he had heard, but Heero's fanged mouth smiled a little, and he was even more shocked. He was simply dragged out to the car. Behind him, he could hear Quatre ask Trowa, "Are you sure you can get around without trouble?" Trowa must have nodded for Quatre answered, "Well, make sure you rest when you're tired, or tell somebody." Was it all in head, or was Quatre being really nice?

"Wait," Milliardo protested, being pulled out the door by his two masters. "I need to get dressed!"

Treize laughed. "Oh? We were under the impression that you were so horny you didn't want clothes. I mean, what other reason would you seduce a fellow pet BEHIND YOUR MASTERS' BACKS?"

"Pets don't need to be dressed for this," Wufei added in a strained voice. "Especially loose pets."

"Don't be angry, master Treize, master Wufei," the uneasy blonde tried to sweet talk, but he was only shoved into the back of the limousine waiting outside, and followed by his ill-natured masters. Allelujah offered to drive so that the masters could explain what was happening, and so the rest of them also shuffled into the back. Trowa leaned his head on Quatre's shoulder, a bit tired from just his little walk.

"You're going to stay put at the party, okay? I'll sit with you," Quatre said softly.

"Are you master Quatre's clone?"

Treize snickered at the master's disappointed look. "Actually, Trowa, he is the real Quatre Winner. He's been trying hard to become a less… antagonistic lover, like Heero who's attempting a break from his usual stern no-nonsense manner."

"And Treize and Wufei need to be less strict, too?" asked Milliardo, hopefully.

Both other masters replied, "They need to be stricter."

His face fell. Finally accepting his fate of being in trouble, he wound his belt tighter around himself. "So what's this party about?"

"Apparently, Misa of the Kira Order is celebrating her birthday today. Her twenty-first birthday. And since we just so happened to join this whole Southern place and had become a huge family, they have coincided a welcome party and her birthday for a huge bash." Treize smiled. "It's going to be mostly outside. Southern folks don't like inside too much. Half inside the Order Hall and the outside plaza complete with bands and performers and other entertainment."

Duo paled at the entertainment part. "What other entertainment will be there?"

"The usual," whispered Treize.

"What's that?"

"Live human feeding, auctions of human and supernaturals, whippings of certain pets- none of you," he assured. "You're guests, so nothing is going to happen to any of you, or anyone you know. Plus there's sex! Nothing like sex, is there?"

"Masturbating," joked Duo to hide his nervousness and smiled at Milliardo. He received an annoyed little scowl in return and a nice little gesture concerning the middle finger not next to the pinky

But he had forgotten that the masters didn't know this. Heero asked him, "So you masturbated as well?"

"Oh, not me, just Milliardo. And I swear that was our first time together, despite his desperate tries for me to join."

"Remind me never to tell you anything," muttered Milliardo.

"You did things, you didn't tell me anything." Another universal sign of affection.

"And all the things he did has him calm for the rest of the evening," Wufei complained, his eyes slits, and angry red blotches betraying his feelings.

'Oh, he has more stamina than that," Treize said, palming his way up Milliardo's inner thigh. He clutched his warm prize. "He better."

Duo couldn't help springing to life at the display, and then remembering the tight, surprisingly moist sanctum. He moved his hips a little at the memory, ironically matching the tempo at which Treize was stroking his unruly charge. Unconsciously, he pressed his own hand to his groin, moaning. Heero stopped his hand.

Duo expected angry eyes to capture his, but they weren't angry. His master's cobalt blue eyes were liquid desire, just like when they had first met that weird day at Walmart. The rare smile showed again. "Not now," Heero said. "There will be plenty of time for that at the party."

It wasn't until a good hour into the party did Duo realize how much fun he was having. But first Misa of the Kira Order wanted them all to have a grand introduction to the rest of the Southern Order.

Remember, folks reading from the Gundam Wing section. This is also in the Crossovers Gundam Wing/Harry Potter section... Though I now realize that it isn't exactly like that... Since the other crossovers share an equal part of the story... I'm not sure if I want to label this a Crossover anymore, haha.