The Tender Passion | By : Squallsama Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male > Heero/Duo Views: 3210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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HEY, EVERYBODY! I JUST WANTED TO APPOLOGISE FOR THE MAJOR SCREW-UPS
IN THIS CHAPTER—I DIDN’T DO IT REALLY! IT WAS MY STUPID COMPUTER AND THE
PROGRAM I USE! FOR SOME REASON IT LIKES Wufei’s NAME! WELL, HOPEFULLY I GOT IT
FIXED… IF YOU FIND ANYMORE, ‘Wufei talking to Wufei…’ TELL ME!!!!!!!!!!!
Title: The Tender
Passion
By: Squall-sama
Parings: 1+2, 3x4
Warnings: R—for
now. Sap, angst, torture, fluff, blah, blah, blah…
Disclaimer: Gundam… Oh I can’t do it!… No, no! Errgh… G-u-n-d-a-m
W-i-n-g …. Arrgh… is… not… mmmmmmiNE!!!!!!!! There, I did it… Even though I
would do anything to have those beautiful boys be mine, they aren’t. So I would
appreciate it much if no one would sue me, because I am the poorest sap in the
world! I don’t even have a job, so give me a break.
Thanks: Heh, I really couldn’t have done this without the help of
my best friend Seifer! Thank you so much!
Additional Stuff: Forgive the slowness of this part and any
confusion that might fall in there, I haven’t been feeling well lately and I
didn’t especially feel that I did my best on this part. I know it drags on,
forgive me, but that’s why I would ask for replies to this part—please. Tell me
if there is something that doesn’t make sense or is misspelled or whatever, I
hate it when something is spelled wrong. Thanks.
~Part 2:
Accusations~
When Duo awoke the next morning, he
had a headache big enough for 30 people. Damn,
what the hell’d I do last night, play tag with a Semi…? Duo sat up, rubbing
his head and moaning weakly.
“Ungh… Heero…?” Looking for Heero
as the general response, he quickly found that no, it wasn’t Heero…. Duo froze,
he couldn’t even breathe. Just the mere shock of Wufei laying next to him and not Heero, was enough to send the
ever-talkative Duo into muteness, but the fact that Wufei was completely nude AND next to him, made Duo wish he
really had been hit by a Semi. Duo slowly looked back down at himself, and the
tears immediately sprang forth when he saw that the nightmare had become
reality; Wufei wasn’t the only one without a full set of clothes on.
“Oh… God……
no……” Duo began to shake violently, the sobs coming in great tremors. I can’t believe…Oh god, oh my
god…Heero……n-no, Heero… Duo’s breathing became unsteady, and a strong wave
of nausea hit him. Just then, the sheets began to shuffle around next to him
and Duo shot his attention towards Wufei; eyes wide with fear and shock. Wufei
moaned and took a deep breath then opened his eyes to what he hoped wouldn’t
happen… but did. Wufei squeezed his eyes shut and thought to himself, Oh shit… That’s the understatement of
the century!
“Duo, I—”
He was cut short though when Duo literally jumped away from Wufei’s touch and
out of the bed, screaming at Wufei at the top of his lungs.
“What did
you do?! WUFEI!?! Ohmigod—OHMIGOD!!!! Wufei! What! Why!?!! DAMNIT!! NO, get
away from me!! OHMIGOD!!!” Duo spun around frantically searching for his
clothes through teary eyes. Duo spotted his carelessly discarded pants on the
floor and he was immediately out the door, an instant after he quickly pulled
his tight pants on; Wufei was right behind Duo though, as he threw his clothes
on in much the same manner and didn’t even stop to close the door.
Into the
pouring rain and up the street, down another and up the shaded drive to Quatre’s
mansion.
* * * *
“Hm. It says here, the United
States finally launched the attack on Afghanistan—bombed them. ‘Bout time…”
Trowa turned the page of the morning paper and found something else to read.
“Oh Trowa,
don’t say those things! That’s awful. How could you possibly want something
like that to happen!? You know very well what it’s like to be in war, none of
us needs to go through something like that again—ever. I think it’s horrid,
what about those poor people that got caught in the crossfire…? It’s as if what
we did never mattered… what we need now is peace, not war.” Trowa stared at
Quatre for a moment, and before he could reply to Quatre’s heartfelt words, Duo
came bursting in, through the kitchen door. Quatre and Trowa almost fell out of
their chairs when Duo flew past them and up the stairs. Quarter blinked then
looked at Trowa who had the same dumbfounded look on his face as Quatre.
“Was he
crying?” Quatre asked incredulously. Before Trowa could answer, Wufei broke
through the door in much the same manner as Duo. This time Quatre did fall back out of his chair, Trowa
jumped up immediately to help his poor lover off the ground.
“What in
the world is going on!? Did we miss something?” Quatre asked, rubbing his head.
Trowa just stared in the direction Duo and Wufei ran.
* * * *
“Duo, wait!
Let me expla-!” SLAM!
Wufei had just reached the top of the stairs and was cut off with Duo slamming
the door to his and Wufei’s room behind him. Wufei let out a long exhausted
breath and leaned back against the wall, falling to the ground in defeat. He
looked down at his feet then back up at the door with eyes of sorrow—he really
did regret what happened, even if it was what he had wanted ever since he’d met
the braided American.
“They’re
never going to forgive me…” Sadly, Wufei closed his eyes and turned away
angrily just in time to see Trowa and Quatre come bounding up the stairs.
“Wufei…?”
Quatre asked timidly and out of breath also. Wufei sighed angrily in response.
“Wufei, why
did you and Duo come barging in like that, what happened?” Wufei sneered at
Trowa while pushing himself up, and started to walk back down the stairs.
“Wufei,
answer him.” Trowa grabbed Wufei’s arm as he said that. Wufei turned and tried
to glare at him, but failed miserably as the sorrow that had been building up
inside him completely took over.
“I need a
drink...” Wufei murmured as he slipped his arm out of Trowa’s loose grasp and
slowly walked back down the stairs. Trowa looked back at Quatre questioningly
and Quatre relayed with the same worried look that had plastered to his face
when this whole ordeal started. They both, reluctantly followed Wufei down the
stairs and back into the kitchen.
* *
* *
Duo slowly
and quietly leaned back against the door, trying with all his shattered will to
avert his eyes from the multi-confused glare he knew was radiating from Heero.
“Where have
you been?” The simple emotionless question piercing Duo’s heart like a thousand
needles. Heero gracefully pushed himself off the side of the bed and
unconsciously sauntered seductively over to Duo who swallowed hard and couldn’t
fight the hateful tears that only exposed him more.
“Answer me,
where have you been…?”
“Where you…
worried?” Duo asked tentatively. Heero furrowed his eyebrows—even more
confused.
“Baka, of
course I was… Why wouldn’t I be?” Heero retorted angrily, he was really
starting to become suspicious.
“You
shouldn’t be… How could you love a whore?” Duo whispered so softly, Heero
almost thought he was hearing things. Duo began to sob again and Heero’s eyes
widened.
“I—Heero, I—I slept with Wufei!”
Duo slapped his hands over his mouth and whimpered as Heero stared at him like
he didn’t even exist. The emotionless stare bit through him like a freezing
chill, more so than usual. Heero inched back into reality as Duo’s
‘confession?’ seeped in.
“You…
what……?” Duo bit his lip; he couldn’t bare the way Heero had said that; so
patronizing.
“Heero,
please, let me explain…”
“Explain!?
Explain what!?! You slept, heh, you SLEPT with Wufei!?!! How, how could you!?”
Heero’s eyes mirrored pure hellish hatred and his voice rose shrill with every
word as he jumped at Duo, who cowered back against the wall even further.
“Oh please,
PLEASE! Just listen!” Duo begged piteously, but only succeeded in raising
Heero’s anger more.
“NO! What
the hell!? Is that what you do? Do you do this every time we get into a
fight!?! You go ‘sleep’ with WUFEI!! And… then you come back to me!? You slept
with—GOD, YOU SLEPT WITH WUFEI!!!”
Duo cringed at every word Heero so angrily threw at him.
“Didn’t
what?! Didn’t enjoy it—WHAT!?! You fucked with me—you fucked with Wufei!! Get the hell out of here! Get out!!!” Heero
turned away disgustedly, waving his arm behind him.
“Heero
that’s not true, I love you…” Duo pleaded with all he had, Heero spun around—a
crazed look in his eyes, a look that scared Duo and pained him to his soul.
Heero laughed, almost psychotically.
“REALLY?!!?”
Duo broke down even more reaching for Heero, but was denied the touch when
Heero stepped back sharply.
“How could
somebody as disloyal as you, love me…*phsh* or even love for that matter?”
“Heero,
no…” Duo whispered weakly, slouching down in defeat.
“Get out…
Get… out… NOW!!!”
‘CRASH…’
Wufei took
another sip of his tea and almost dropped the cup when they heard the loud
crash from above. Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei simultaneously met eyes in shock and
took off up the stairs…
End Flashback-
Quatre…
Still raining… It’s been a week
since Duo and Heero’s little… tiff. After the little incident with Duo, kind
of, um… hitting Heero, we really needed to sit down for a talk. It’s still so
confusing…all of us are still at a loss as to what really happened, even though
Duo explained the whole thing to Trowa and I; it was so agonizing to watch him
sit there like a whipped puppy, trying to force everything out between each
tremendous sob. I feel so sorry for them—all. How sad, it seems everyone misunderstood each other.
We found
out, the reason why Duo ‘left’ Heero in the first place, (and started this
whole stupid thing) was because he and Heero had gotten into another fight. Well yeah, I knew that.
Trowa and I heard the whole thing… I remember Duo running out through the
kitchen door, (as usual) in a blaze of tears. Duo told us that the reason—he
figured—why Wufei thought he needed to… ‘take advantage’ of him, was because
Duo sort of lied to Wufei about Heero hitting him.
Lied? Yes, Duo admitted that it was all his
fault to begin with, but he really didn’t mean to take it that far. Apparently
Duo had told Wufei, that Heero had hit him, but that really wasn’t the case at
all, Duo said he kind of went a little…overboard, I guess you can say, with a
mental assault towards Heero and well, actually offended our former leader. Duo
apparently thought the only way to get to Heero was to hit him with a cruel
remembrance of his horrid past; Heero never knew his parents and having Duo
say, the reason why Heero didn’t have any, was because he wasn’t worth it and
they didn’t want him really was the knocker-down. I never imagined the ‘perfect
soldier’ could be hurt so much by something like that… but it was pretty harsh
of Duo to say that—he shouldn’t have.
After that, I guess breaking what was left of
Heero’s resolve still wasn’t enough, so Duo confused the life out of Heero and
tried to apologize, but failed miserably at it and only succeeded in confusing
Heero more. Duo told us that he tried to touch Heero—get through to him, but
Heero wanted to be left alone. Duo didn’t listen—as usual and Heero pushed Duo
away… it was accidental, Duo knew that, but he still took it the wrong way and
that’s when he ran…. Duo said he was already pretty drunk when Wufei found him
at that bar, and that he told Wufei that Heero had actually hit him; I guess Wufei took advantage of
Duo’s lies—thinking fully, that they were the truth—and that’s when disaster
struck.
Duo said that the bruises weren’t
from Heero ‘hitting’ him—obviously, because Heero only pushed him. Duo fell… he
even said that. When Heero pushed him away, Duo lost his balance and fell back
into one of their dressers. Duo said he remembered Heero getting up, almost
alarmed that he made Duo fall, but before Heero could do anything about it, Duo
had gotten up and ran out.
Duo said, ‘I couldn’t handle the
look of sorrow Heero had in his beautiful eyes… so I ran…’ I remember Duo
rushing past Trowa and I…. They had gotten into a couple fights before, (as far
as I can remember) but none this serious. Unlike the others before, Heero
didn’t go chasing after Duo. Instead we heard total silence upstairs in their
room.
I think, in my own personal
opinion, that Heero was too shocked to go after Duo because he thought he had
hurt him… but that’s just me… I still don’t know for sure because we haven’t
been able to talk to Heero since the incident, but Duo said, he said after
everything that needed to be said was told, ‘Heero would never hurt me… and I
know that. He told me he wouldn’t, and I believed him—I still do. He’s kept
that promise to me, set in stone… He hasn’t broken it yet, and he never will…
but I broke his heart… and I think he was just in shock, when he accidentally pushed me down. Maybe he
thought he hurt me when I fell…but he didn’t, if that’s what he thought. Even
after everything I had done to him, he still wouldn’t hurt me… I love him… I
always have…and I always will, but I hurt him and that can’t be forgiven…’
My guess was right… I suppose. I
really don’t believe that Heero would ever stop loving Duo because of something
he couldn’t control. Heero loves Duo, dearly, I’ve seen in his eyes, his body,
and the way he talks. Heero will always love that boy—even if he doesn’t
change…
* * * *
Trowa…
Quatre’s deep in thought again… I really don’t like
it when he does that—he gets distracted too easily. He must be thinking about
what happened earlier this week… I still can’t believe that happened. I can’t
really say I feel sorry for any of them… but Wufei should not have done that—it
was not ‘honorable’.
A week… it’s been a whole week since ‘the fight’
and… Wufei, how could you…? I still don’t understand why Wufei did that… even
though Duo explained everything to us; I just can’t see how Wufei could have
taken ‘advantage’ of Duo like that! Hm, we haven’t seen Duo since ‘the fight’….
I wonder where he could be…. I am a little worried about that. He can be pretty
reckless when his mind is ‘unclear’.
I hope he doesn’t do anything stupid; the last time
he and Heero got into a fight, he almost ended up in jail! But it just doesn’t
make any sense; Heero and Duo never got into fights until recent…. I can’t
figure it out, why and what would they start fighting about? Something is
definitely up… but what? We need to find out what’s going on, right from the
source… but one of them is gone and the other one won’t even let us touch the
door to his room—it’s practically barricaded against us…
Heero, I’m your best friend, why won’t you tell me
what’s going on? You need to tell me—for all of us! Heero, the damned war is
over, don’t try and do this alone
too…. Why did Duo leave, why have the two of you been getting into these stupid,
pointless fights? Please, tell us…
“……think, Trowa?”
What? Quatre? Did you say something again? Poor
thing, I complain when he’s lost in
thought and I’m the one that doesn’t
listen to him…
“Yes, Little One? What did you say? I’m sorry, I wasn’t
listening…” I try giving him my most innocent smile I can muster up and he
blushes… I love making him blush…
“Trowa, I said, we should really do something about
this… I can’t stand this silence and distance between everyone! We don’t know
where Duo is right?” I nod. “…And Heero won’t even let us get within a two feet
range of the door, so, I think—I think we should make Wufei come over here and
have him talk everything out with Heero… what do you think?”
Hmm, Wufei talking it out with Heero… ugh, it could
be pretty messy—especially considering the circumstances…
“I think it’s a great idea!” Hey, I never said it
was a bad idea either!
* * * *
Quatre…
“I think it’s a great idea!” A strange smile forms
on Trowa’s lips and I see a gleam in that one beautiful eye of his. Ohh, I hate
it when he gets like that…. You know there’s always something cooking in that
head of his when he gets that look on his face…. Oh well, at least I know now
that there is some hope in ending this pitiful thing. I just want everything to
be all right for Duo and Heero, and even Wufei…
Hmm, but we still have the little problem of getting
Wufei to talk to Heero… oh well, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there…. I
guess we best get going… I want to see Heero and Duo back together before
sunset! Hopefully Heero will know where Duo is… if—when he gets over this…
“Say, Trowa, why don’t we get going now? I would like to
be able to sleep tonight… and knowing that Heero and Duo are back together, will
do that for me!” Grabbing Trowa’s hand, I pull him out the back door, snatching
my jacket off the coat rack. I vaguely notice Trowa stumbling behind me as he
tries to grab his own coat and get out the door without falling, I chuckle
lightly at that; he never has had very good balance, I guess he never got used
to those beautiful long, slender legs of his… but I have…. They really are
perfect, along with the rest of him; he is just so adorable though, when he
acts like a total klutz.
* * *
*
Trowa…
Oi, Quatre! I barely register as he rips me out of
my chair and out the door. I almost didn’t get my coat before I fell all over
him. For being so small he sure is a tough one… but that’s why I love him…. My gentle
yet strong little Desert Prince…
I slowly pushed myself up so not to crush his
delicate little body under my massive weight. (compared to him—hey! I’m not
fat!) He’s blushing when I meet eyes with him—I chuckle. He still blushes when
I touch him in any way near erotic or sensual… That’s okay though, he looks so
beautiful when he does. Hmm good thing we fell into the car… that would have
hurt.
Standing up all the way, I take him with me and open
the door to the passenger side of the car. I guide him in gently, and let him
make himself comfortable before I close the door—I smile at him as I do.
* * * *
Quatre…
Stop it Trowa! Oh I hate it when he does that. He
can’t go one day without embarrassing me! A smile? *sigh * I love it when he
smiles, he looks so gorgeous when he does… I wish he would smile more often for
me…. The door to the drivers side of the car opened quickly and Trowa eased
himself in with so much grace—where did that come from?
Pulling the keys out of his coat pocket, Trowa
pushed them into the ignition and started the car up. He waited a moment for
the car to warm up, as we waited he looked over at me; I had been staring at
him since he entered the car. I smiled reassuringly, and he smiled back warmly,
oh… my heart stops every time he looks at me that way. He reaches over to my
face and cups my cheek, I lean into his touch and sigh audibly. I hear him
moving closer, so I do the same.
* * * *
Trowa…
I know this really isn’t the time for something like
this, but Quatre has been so tense lately and it’s nice to catch him ‘off
guard’ for once. I touch his delicate skin gently and cup his tiny face in my
large hand. He leans against it and closes his eyes happily. I smile and lean in
closer; just because it’s bad timing doesn’t mean I’m going to stop. He sighs
again and I can feel his body relax against my caresses.
* * * *
Quatre…
Ohhh that feels so good… Trowa really knows how to
make a man feel better. I don’t think I’ll be able to hold my own much longer
if this continues, I’ve been so wrapped up in all the stress lately… Oh Trowa…
you’re so sweet to me, I really do wish I could just forget about all the mess
that has us all uneasy, but I can’t. Not when I know I can do something to help
Heero and Duo. Then I feel his long, skilled fingers move behind my head to
pull me closer to him; oh no, don’t do that…
* * * *
Trowa…
I can see the conflicting battle in his mind as plain
as day on the sweet features of his face, but I pay no heed to that as I
entwine my fingers into his silky golden strands of hair and pull him closer to
me. I can’t help the small smile that twitches at the corner of my lips when he
whimpers for me to hurry; no, my sweet little Desert Prince, no hurry in this,
I want you to enjoy it…. I am at last, not even half an inch from his delicate,
lush lips—I can feel his warm breath coming in short needy pants; not now my
sweet one—but just a little! For now…
I close the small gap between us and gently, but
with a firmness of it’s own, press my dry lips to the lush pair of his own. He
sighs softly, parting his lips purposely for me so I can slip my tongue inside
that sweet-hot mouth of his. Oh he tastes so good! I wish we could stay like
this forever; I pull him closer still, to me as our kiss deepens and he wraps
his skinny little arms around my broad shoulders in an almost possessive
embrace…. I love it when he holds me that way…
He moans into my mouth as I slip my hands inside his
jacket and under his loose shirt, pulling his small body on top of mine as I do
so. Still locked in our tongue war, he straddles my hips and rubs his thin
thighs down against mine, causing me to gasp aloud and break contact with him;
throwing my head back. Oh he is such a wicked little creature! Then, to make
matters worse, (in a good way) he leans down into the crook of my neck and
suckles lavishly at it, drawing out another moan from me. He does this on
purpose, I know he does; tease…
I start to pull on the large shirt he stole from me
earlier this morning; I trail my fingers up his back and he pulls away and
gasps as I come in contact with the two small nubs that are not quite hard yet.
I smile up at him slyly as I unconsciously play with the rapidly hardening
nubs. He begins to pant, so, to ensure his continuing pleasure I slip one hand
behind his back and bring his lithe body towards my waiting lips while at the
same time, I pull the shirt up to reveal one very hard and very pink nipple.
When my urgent lips finally make contact with the pink bud, Quatre gasps
involuntarily and right at that moment, he arched back, right into the horn on
the steering wheel…
Now let me just make one thing clear, that scared
the shit out of me! I truly do not remember ever being frightened that much in
all of my short life and it just got that much shorter. I swear ten years were
taken off. That took us both out of the mood damn quick enough! Quatre’s eye
were as big as saucers after that and I barely heard him whisper,
“I think we should continue this somewhere
else—later.” He climbed off of me and maneuvered his way over to his seat,
blushing brightly as he slowly buckled his seat belt and slumped down into his
seat. I’m sure I had the same crimson blush as he, along with a very painful
erection… damn. And I know I won’t be able to talk him into just going back
inside and relieving this either, God what was I thinking?! We have to help
Heero and Duo, not my damn libido! I grip the steering wheel tightly, pressing
the gas and we’re gone.
God, my timing sucks…
* * * *
Quatre…
Okay, that could have been worse. I can’t believe we
almost made…… and in the car of all
places! Allah, I’m turning into Duo! I can’t restrain the impulse to slap
myself on the head; I sigh inwardly and lean on the door, covering my face as
much as possible…. I wonder if any of the servants saw or heard us… oh Allah,
that would be horrible, I can just imagine it now, ‘Master’ Quatre and Trowa in
the car making out like two rabbits with no sense of shame!
They’re probably laughing over it right now…. How
clumsy—I hit the horn! Some Winner heir I turned out to be, I don’t even know
how to keep quiet while involved in an intimate moment! Poor Trowa, I must have
scared the life out of him…. Jeez, there goes ten years off my life! I’m
eighteen and I’m still as clumsy as when I was fifteen… that’s just sick.
I hope we get to Wufei’s soon, I don’t know how much
longer I can take this—Trowa is probably so embarrassed to be around me now…
hell, I’m embarrassed to be around me too! There go my plans for tonight! Trowa
must see my conflicting feeling running across my face because I feel the car
slow down a little and when I look up to confirm my thoughts, Trowa is staring
at me intently. I guess I can’t hide my emotions that well after all; it’s a
good thing I was never interrogated during the war, otherwise I don’t think we
would be here today… I can’t hide my feelings for the life of me. He sighs and
looks back at the road, I know he’s having some conflicting thoughts of his
own…
I feel so bad when I do this to him; it seems like
I’m always doing something wrong… I love Trowa so much though, I never want to
hurt him, but I do…
“…Quatre, I’m sorry…” Huh? Why, why would you be
sorry?
“Trowa?”
* * * *
Trowa…
“Trowa?” Please don’t sound so sad my sweet, I hate
it when you look that way…. He thinks it’s his fault, I know he does…. Why?! Quatre,
every time the slightest string is amiss, you blame it all on yourself! Christ,
this was my fault! I wish he
wouldn’t do that…
“Quatre…” I looked over at him and he’s slumped so
far down in the seat, I could swear he had melted into a puddle on the floor of
the car. He blushed brighter than he already had been and didn’t look at me
directly, just out the corner of his eye. I sigh agitated. “… Quatre, look at
me… please…?” I wait for him to sit up in his seat a little better and turn his
head towards me… God he’s stubborn! “Quatre…” The slight rise in my voice tells
him there’s no more room for this childishness. He finally looks at me, though
very meekly, he still watches.
“Quatre, love, this is not your fault… and I know
you think it is…” Out the corner of my eye I watch him lower his gaze.
“…Quatre, please, don’t blame this trifle little mishap on yourself… this is my fault, not yours… I was the one that provoked you love.
Don’t be so hard on yourself! I hate
it when you act like this… Quatre, your pain is my pain, so… stop, okay….
Please…?” I think I must have been a little harsh about it because I saw him
visibly shrink back at those last few words… he sat quiet for a moment, I was
starting to get a little worried… Did I sound that mean?
* *
* *
Quatre…
“… Please…?” A-am I really that bad? Trowa, I’m so
sorry. I must worry him so much… jeez what kind of lover am I? I know I’m
always doing this… but I don’t mean to! I love him so much… I don’t want to
hurt him…
“Trowa…” I couldn’t even start the sentence! My
voice was so soft, I could barely even hear myself! He must have though,
because I saw him look over at me, that’s all that matters though… “… I…” What
do I say…? “I don’t suppose saying ‘I’m sorry’ will help, will it?” He sighed
quietly, not a sigh full of anger or annoyance but a sigh full of understanding
and compassion. When I looked up at him, (finally) he was smiling softly. I
blinked a couple of times and just stared at him for a moment…. He really takes
my breath away sometimes, he’s so amazing.
* * * *
Trowa…
God I love you Quatre! I guess he saw me smiling
because I caught a slight, innocent smile creep up onto his rosy lips… He is
still so much a child, even at the age of eighteen… a man…. My sweet Quatre,
you will never change will you… I chuckled quietly and looked over at him as
gently as I could, a slight smirk playing on my lips.
“I love you, My Little Quatre…” That got the desired
effect I was looking for; Hmm, the sweetest blush I think I have ever seen on
his pretty little face. Now that is
something you really want to live for…
* * * *
Quatre…
“…My Little
Quatre…” That is what you truly live
for… I do not believe I have been left as breathless at that before. And I do
not believe I have felt my heart as real as it feels now. I see it now, He is
the reason I live here today, and so happily… He, Trowa, my god, He is the
reason I am so very much loved…
I do not believe in fate or destiny, but I do
believe, I was meant to find and meet… and love this absolutely wonderful man
that sits next to me now. I sigh; my
breath has never been taken away so quickly before…. It reminds me of this
oldies song I once heard, um, I think it was… Take My Breath Away… yes that’s
it… so beautiful. This moment reminds me so much of that song, even if it is an
oldies song it is very beautiful, I’ve always liked love songs anyway. A love
song… hmm that’s perfect, a love song… for us…
~tbc~
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