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Blue Bottled Belly Dancers, and other fine myths<part 7>
By Cs
"You're wish is my command."
I turned just in time to see the triumphant smile on his face, right
before the hotel room vanished from around me.
***
I found the back of someone's hand smacking into my head as my vision
cleared. I winced and looking down, noticed I was laying face first
on a tile floor. I looked up once more and got struck for it again.
This was definitely an odd situation, so I chose not to try and look
up again. But the brief glimpse I'd gotten of the room had told me
where I was.
I was in one of the many chambers of the Topkapi Palace. What had me
scared out my wits, was that no one lived there anymore, so who the
hell had just hit me?
As I was lying prostrate on the cool tiles, I noticed something else.
My clothes had changed. This time it wasn't déjà vu and I knew it, it
was real. I was wearing a pale green silk caftan; my feet bare, and
pressed against the floor. And around my neck, warmed from my skin,
was what I knew to be a golden choker with an intricate clasp at the
front of it.
I heard voices approaching and peeked out of the corner of my eyes at
the feet of the oncoming group. Lying spread out along the tiles like
so many sheered corn stalks, lay the concubines. There were hundreds
of them, and they were all lying face first on the floor just like I
was. I dared to glance up at the faces of the group of people
approaching, and saw Heero.
Only he looked different. He was big again, like he had been when
he'd first come out of the bottle, a giant among mortals. His clothes
were different as well. He was wearing a long dark robe of the
blackest midnight hue, his amazing cobalt eyes glaring out from
beneath his hair. Beside him walked a man dressed in a gold and
orange caftan, and I recognized him too, from the paintings of the
various sultans of the palace.
I realized I was staring and quickly dropped my eyes back to the
floor, trying to control my breathing. What the hell had happened?
What was I doing in the palace in the fifteenth century? And most
importantly, why was I laying face first amongst a bunch of
concubines?
As the group got steadily closer to me, I finally noticed they were
not speaking in English, and why would they be? This wasn't the
movies, and I didn't speak a word of whichever language this happened
to be. My Istanbul knowledge extended to remembering what a few of
the sultans looked like perhaps, but did not extend to remembering
what languages were spoken during which centuries. So, what they were
speaking was complete gibberish.
It was really a shame, because whatever they were talking about
involved me, somehow. I didn't know it until a hand grabbed me by the
back of my caftan and yanked me to my feet. I looked up into the eyes
of Heero, and someone, a guard most likely, smacked me. That was
really starting to get tiresome.
Then, I made the mistake of opening my mouth. "Who the hell do you
think you are!? And you Heero!" I jerked away from the sudden
grabbing of hands that tried to hold me back. "Just who the hell do
you think you are!?" I jabbed him in the stomach with my
fingertips. "I don't know what kind of joke this is Heero, but you
better damn well send me back right now!"
By this time, everyone was looking at me; I trailed off and glanced
around at the startled faces. Then a guard grabbed me by the hair and
threw me back down to the floor. My head hit the tiles and everything
started to get hazy. I heard a rapid conversation go on between Heero
and the sultan, and then, everything went black.
***
When I woke up it was to find myself in that room, the green and gold
tiled room I had stood in earlier with Heero. During the tour…it came
to me in a flash that this wasn't a tour, and I was really in the
palace, and as a concubine apparently. I sat up, and sharp pain shot
through my head in an instant. Those tiles had been hard and very
unforgiving.
It was time for thinking, and all I could think about was the
throbbing in my skull. I lay back down on the large circular bed and
stared up at the ceiling. All right, first off, I knew for a fact
that men were not allowed in the harem, unless certain things were
missing. I was pretty sure I still had all of my…equipment, so what
was I doing in the harem? Second off, what was Heero doing here and
why was he with the sultan? And why had I been in a line of
concubines? And what was with all the hitting?
My mind remained in turmoil, and I rolled over to lie on my stomach.
It brought back memories of what had been happening right before all
this had started. The massage, Heero's odd questions. He'd known,
he'd known all along that I had been here before. And he'd known
because he was here, in this time and in this place.
It took a few moments to sink in, that he'd known me all along and
had never let it slip. I would have bet my life, that from the time
he had come out of that bottle, he'd recognized me.
"How do you know my name?"
I sat up in an instant, and turned around to find Heero standing in
the doorway and staring at me. Without thinking, I jumped off the bed
and did an immediate nose-dive back onto the bed. My head had been
hurt a little worse then I'd first thought.
I groaned into the silk covers and closed my eyes, trying not to
throw up. This was a bad sign, this was practically medireview times,
and I had what might be a very serious concussion.
I felt myself being rolled over and stared up into the electric eyes
of my Djinn. No, not mine, not here. Here he was someone
else's. "Heero," My voice sounded pitifully weak, "My head hurts."
His hand brushed back my bangs and over the numb knot of flesh on my
forehead. Then just like that, my head felt fine. The headache and
pain was completely gone. I gingerly reached up and patted my head,
nothing there but smooth skin. "Oh god, that's so much better. Thanks
Heero. Why the hell did that guard have to hit me so hard?"
"How do you know my name, human?"
I blinked up at him; his eyes were dark and stormy in the dim
room. "Duo, and you told it to me. But I think the important question
is…what the hell am I doing here?" I tried to sit up and he pushed me
back down to the bed, keeping a hand in the middle of my chest.
"You were almost put to death by the sultan for being with the women
of the harem. I talked him out of it." He said rather smugly.
I gaped at him, "Put to death? Isn't that a little extreme?"
"No. The sultan is possessive of his concubines, and was upset to
find a male amongst them. You are very lucky to be alive. What do you
mean I told you my name? I have never told a living soul that name
before."
"Well you told me. And I told you my name was Duo, not human." I
tried to sit up again and he shoved me right back down.
"Stay, I would understand your purpose."
"My purpose?" I looked up at him and growled out, "I don't have a
flipping purpose. All I did was wish to know why this place looked
familiar, and the next thing I know I'm here. And you tricked me into
wishing for it! And being a concubine had nothing to do with my wish!"
"You wished?" He frowned down at me, and lifted his hand from my
chest, finally allowing me to sit up.
"Yes, I wished, and you granted that wish with a very smug smile. You
knew I was coming here." I shook my head and stared down at the
sheets, "Bastard."
"One cannot be a bastard if one was never born." He said.
"How about an asshole?"
He blinked at me. "Asshole? How can one be an…asshole?"
"Very easily, all you have to do is lie a lot, and trick people, and…
and…" He was staring at me. I met his eyes, and frowned. "What?"
He reached out and fingered the golden collar around my neck. "All
property of the sultan must wear this collar. That is what the sultan
did not understand about you. How a male could have gotten into the
harem, and also have gotten a collar. I do not know if he will like
that somehow this was my doing."
"Well at least you're not the one wearing it. I really don't like
this Heero, send me back."
"I cannot. I was not the one to do this to you."
"But you…" No, he hadn't been the one, and yet he had. It had been
the Heero of the future that had put me here. "I'm trapped here
forever?" And for the first time since arriving in this place, I was
afraid.
"No, I know myself. I would not have sent you to the past without
allowing you to come back. Unless of course you die here." He
shrugged.
"Don't you dare threaten me Heero, or I'll…" I stopped, I would what?
Wish him somewhere? He wasn't my Djinn here, wishing would do me no
more good than prayer. This wasn't good. Not good at all. "Tell me
something please?"
"Yes?"
"Here…you're not my Djinn here, are you? You're the sultan's."
He nodded, and I slithered down to lay my head on the slick
coverlets. "At least now you won't call me master."
***
Heero explained to me while I lay there in a semi-stupor. I think I
was in shock, but then who wouldn't be when they suddenly find
themselves in the past? He explained that he'd begged for my life,
which I found hard to believe but never the less had to.
He told me, that as he and the sultan had walked among the
concubines, the sultan had spotted me because I kept lifting my head.
So that by the time they'd gotten to me, the sultan wanted to see my
face. Then they'd found out I was male, and the sultan had wanted me
dead. Apparently, Heero argued long and hard, and eventually got the
right to keep me for himself, seeing as how the sultan didn't like
men for concubines, and treasured his Djinn. At this point in Heero's
explanation, I held up a hand. "Excuse me?"
"Yes?"
"Did you just say," I swallowed, trying to clear my unexpectedly dry
throat. "Did you just say you *own* me now?" I did my best at an
incredulous look.
He smiled at me, and leaned close, too close. "Yes."
I couldn't believe the nervous giggle that escaped my mouth. I inched
back on the bed, trying to put some distance between us. I smiled, I
couldn't think of anything else to do. "Then I'm…your concubine?"
"Yes."
His concubine, and he wasn't my Djinn, how unfair could you get? "But…
I don't have any formal training." I tried lamely.
"I am sure you will be a very fast learner."
I scooted back some more, and nearly slipped off the bed. "That's
good of you to say, but really, I uh, I don't think I will. I've
never been good at…mmph" He kissed me. Damn him. I found it extremely
hard to concentrate on anything when he did that.
All protestations died on my lips as his hands circled around behind
my neck and brought my head closer. His tongue slid out and licked at
my mouth, slipping inside for a brief foray. I barely noticed I was
being eased back onto the bed, until he slid a leg between my own and
ground upwards with it. I broke away from him, pulling my head back
and gasping for air. My heart was going a mile a minute and my
clothes suddenly felt too tight for comfort. "Hh-hold on there for a
second." I put a hand over his mouth and sat up a little.
He started to nibble on my fingers and I jerked my hand away, inching
back and falling off the bed. I jumped up off the floor and ran for
the doorway. I don't know what I was thinking, except for the fact
that he was definitely too large for me. The Heero of the future I
could deal with, at least he was willing to be my size. But this one,
I just had a feeling he wouldn't.
I was out the door and halfway down the hallway before he caught me.
It was bound to happen; after all, he had certain advantages. I
punched at him as he grabbed me around the waist and hefted me over
his shoulder to bounce like a sack of flour. "I can't do this!" I
yelled at him, kicking him. Then he threw me back down on that damned
circular bed again.
He didn't say a word, merely lifted an eyebrow and smirked down at
me. The word bode came to mind, as in, this did not bode well. I was
right, because the next thing I knew I was completely naked and
listening to the sound of silk slithering across the bed towards me.
Magic, is a very unfair advantage to have.
It was just like the dream had been; only this time I knew it was all
too real. The silk slid over my fingers and toes, and it was cold and
slick. It wrapped around me and slithered to my shoulders and thighs,
then stopped and tightened. This time I wasn't blinded by darkness,
and could see exactly what was going on.
"You should not have run, now I do not think I can trust you." He
smiled at me and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look
into my eyes. "Do you know what I am going to do to you?"
"No." I could have made a few guesses, but I had a feeling anything I
could imagine wouldn't even compare to what he could do. He ran a
fingertip along my jaw, leaning over to nuzzle my neck.
"Good, it will be so much more enjoyable if you do not know what is
going to happen." He opened his mouth against my neck and I shivered
as his warm breath drifted over my skin, his teeth lightly grazing.
His hands slid up my waist and then down again, it felt like he was
caressing every muscle in my body just with that touch.
"Tell me something," He whispered near my ear, his tongue flicking
out to trail briefly over the rim of it. "Have you made love with me
yet?"
I knew immediately what he meant. His hand drifted down my stomach,
resting lightly on my abdomen. "Nn-no, no. I haven't."
"Wonderful, it is pleasant to know that I will have you first." His
fingers danced lower, feathering lightly over my growing erection
before sliding back up my stomach. I closed my eyes, unable to help
the small moan that escaped.
That's when someone started knocking on the door, shouting in
whatever language it was I'd heard earlier. Heero growled and sat up,
glancing at me before snarling something at whoever it was. There was
a pause, and what sounded like a mumbled apology from the other side
of the door, and then Heero turned back to me. "I am going to leave
you here, there is something I must attend to."
My mouth dropped open. "You're going to leave me?" I looked at my
bindings, "in these?"
"Yes, then I will not have to worry that you will try to escape
again." He grinned at me and stood up, running his eyes over my body
before turning and heading for the door.
"Wait! What if I have to scratch my nose? What if I get cold? What if
you die and I'm stuck like this forever!" The door slammed on my
words, and I slumped back, closing my eyes. I just had to buy 'that'
bottle didn't I?
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