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Symphony	By : Wknightmare Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Symphony
- 2-Symphony 2
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This is just a little something that came to me when I was rewatching my GW
tapes. Don't worry, I'm still working on the next part of my series.
Title: Symphony
Author: Kris
Part: 2/2
Pairings: 3+4

Warnings: angst, yaoi...um..I think that's it..
Disclaimer: The
characters and their world doesn't belong to
me. That should cover it.

Notes: Enjoy! Quatre's POV
Symphony
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There he is! I almost didn't believe it when Duo told me he was alive. I can
feel my heart breaking all over again, this time with joy. I didn't kill him. I
didn't commit the biggest sin the world would have known. I didn't destroy that
other half of me. I walk toward him with tears in my eyes, calling his name. I
am so happy to see him, and yet... He pulls away from me, fear in his eyes. What
is wrong with him? Doesn't he know me? That old symphony echoes in my ears like
the strains of a demented demon, laughing at my pain.
He has lost his memory. Catherine was right to throw me out. I was wrong; I
had destroyed him. I had destroyed his very sense of being. He was no longer the
Trowa I knew and love. I look up at the stars, tears flowing freely down my
face. I had killed him out there in space. He was so innocent now, so fragile.
Seeing him like that made me want to wrap my arms around him and never let him
go. But he was afraid of me. Was there no way to help him? I want so badly to
run back to that circus tent and hold him close. I want to comfort him and
whisper that it would be alright in his ear. Catherine guards him like a momma
cat defending her kitten. She won't let me get close to him. But I have to. I
have to remind him of who he is. I have to bring 'Trowa' back. We need him. *I*
need him. That night, I again pull out my violin, hoping to find comfort in its
soothing voice. Instead, I find myself playing that sad song, reaffirming my new
identity as Nanashi. I destroyed him, I don't have the right to enjoy the light.
He came. I don't know why, but he's come back. He's chosen to go back to the
battlefield with us. Even if he can remember anything, his body still know how
to fight and his heart knows the fierce protectiveness that had caused him to
fight in the first place. My heart hurts to see him like this, so lost and
alone. I want to walk over and hold him. But would he welcome my touch? He let
me hug him before, but know that he doen't know me would he still welcome that
comfort? That fragile, broken look in his eyes every time someone reminds him of
his lack of memories cuts through my soul. I want to protect him; I want to be
his friend. No, it's time to be honest, if only to myself. I want to know him as
more than a friend. I want to know what makes him laugh, what makes him cry at
night, I want to be the one he clings to when the world gets to be too much. Duo
would say that it's all because of the guilt I feel for what I have done. True,
I do feel guilty, but it goes beyond that. And I think that Duo should learn to
open his own eyes. I have seen him watch Heero from a distance with an odd look
on confusion on his face. In my room, I let my guard down and let myself cry,
Trowa's favorite symphony echoing in my ears.
I can't let him fight! I have to stop him! He can't handle Zero in his
condition; it will kill him! Please, Heero. Why don't you understand? The others
do. We have to help him; we have to stop him. He can't fight like this,
especially not in Zero. It will destroy what is left of his soul. Please, Allah,
if you can hear me, save him. Don't let Zero claim what's left of the boy I've
come to love. Trowa, come back to me. Don't do this! Sobbing softly, I race
after him, hearing again that damned song.
He remembers! Blessed Allah, he finally remembers everything! But is that
truely a good thing? He must have remembered that I am the one that caused him
to loose his memory. He has to remember that I killed him. Yet, he acts as if
that battle never happened. He acts as if he's just picking up where he left
off. No, something has changed. What, I'm not sure, but I can feel it. He's more
confidant in himself and something else is different. I'm not sure how to
describe the change in him, all I can say is that it is there. A tiny spark of
hope begins to burn within my heart. Perhaps now, if he has truely forgiven me,
I can start to reach out to him. Please, Allah, you have just given him back to
me, don't let me lose him. Perhaps now, I can escape the music that haunts me
so.
Warm heat surrounds me as he holds me tight. Tears slip from my eyes, but my
moans and cries reassure him that they are not from pain. It feels so wonderful.
I never thought I could ever feel like this. When I first considered giving
myself to him, I thought it would hurt. I didn't have much to go on as a
referance, after all I only had sisters. But there is no pain, I can feel only
pleasure. A fire is building up within me and he stokes it higher with each
thrust. I'm sure that I'm moaning loud enough to be heard on the other side of
the Peacemillion, but I don't care. Our bodys are moving in an endless symphony
of love and I am overwhelmed. I gave the one I love my heart, my body, and my
soul, and he's taking me to heaven. I thrust my hips up to his, whimpering a
bit. I know there is more, I want to know the rest. I want to reach the top of
the cliff that we are climbing and jump off with him. Suddenly, he starts
stroking me in time with his thrusts. I can't help myself but to start moaning
louder and start gasping for breath. It won't be long now. I can feel the
pressure has built up to a bursting point. As his mouth fastens on mine, I fall
off the cliff. My scream is muffled in his mouth as I empty my passion across
our sweat stained bodies. A few moments later, he whimpers softly and climaxes
within me. The warm sensation of him almost makes me come again. Exausted, he
collapses above me, but quickly pulls away to avoid crushing me. I wrap my arms
around him and snuggle close,tomorrow will be soon enough for a bath. I can fell
my eyelids getting heavy, but I fight to stay awake so I can watch him. I love
the saited look in his eyes as he studies me. I smile and lean forward to claim
his lips again. As I pull back, he whisperes something that makes me freeze.
"I love you."
I blink in stunned stupidity. He had never spoken those words before, and
now... I know he means them. I can feel the truth of them in my heart.
"I love you, too," I whisper softly in return, wishing I knew a poetic way to
express my feeling to him. I have come up with several. But when I am with him,
they all seem to vanish from my mind. He smiles at my simple words. A true,
genuine, relaxed smile. One that melts my heart everytime I see it. He closes
his smoky green eyes and falls asleep under my watchful gaze. Finally, I can
resist sleep no more. As I can feel the darkness dragging me in, I smile. I
think it's time I wrote a new symphony.
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