Keeping My Hands Busy

"So....spill, how was Quatre last night?" Duo asked the moment Trowa got into the car.

"He was...fine. He gave me my job back this morning." Trowa said smiling. Duo nodded happily and turned on the music, almost missing the mumbled words of the boy next to him. "He sure likes to snuggle." Duo immediately turned the music off and glanced over at Trowa.

"You didn't...you know."

"No, no...he slept on the couch with me last night."

"Ahhh. Cute." Trowa nodded in agreement. He loved when his little one was cute...the only problem was keeping him that way.

"What about your night? Still only one lover or did you somehow talk Wufei into it." Duo laughed as he pulled into the school parking lot.

"Well...I kissed Heero when we were on the couch watching a movie...and Wufei seemed rather interested." Trowa nodded prompting him to continue. "I showed him to your room and...kind of...jumped him-"

"You did what???" Trowa asked through his laugh.

"It was only a kiss...a very hot, sexy, wet kiss with lips and tongue...a little groping thrown in."

"Duo, you're supposed to be in boxers today, you might not want to continue that train of thought." Trowa smiled, he was happy for them. Now it was his turn to be happy, he just had to take things with his little one slow.

"Good call." Duo said grinning as they walked into the art room. They had purposely gone early so they would have time to talk. "So, Quatre's getting better? You're making progress obviously."

"I wouldn't say he's 'getting better' but I'm learning to read his moods."

"Dude, we've been with him two years and can't read his moods." Trowa smiled, he was kind of glad that he was the one his blonde was opening up to. Trowa was about to respond when he felt eyes on him. Normally he wouldn't have cared, but the class was coming in and he couldn't tell what direction the feeling was coming from. Duo noticed the small change and went on high alert as well. If anyone looked at them, they would think they were having a staring contest.

"Mr. Maxwell, if you would please get in position for today then class will begin." Mr. Davis said from the front of the class before sitting down and allowing the class to do the assignment for the day.

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Trowa was so happy when they finally got out of the class. He loved art but after the first hour he was done with his drawing and had to sit for another hour and a half because he didn't have any other supplies with him. So the only thing he could really do was think. He used all the time he got and followed Duo out to the car, still silent. Duo didn't interrupt him, he hadn't seen that calculating look since the war and he wasn't about to interrupt it.

"Duo, can we stop at the art supply store then go to the beach for a few minutes?" Trowa asked quietly when Duo turned on the car. Duo just nodded, what was his friend thinking?

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They were late to work but Trowa was happy when Quatre looked up from the table and just continued talking. No discipline, no 'why are you late', no being off the account. Trowa smiled at him before going into his office with the supplies he had bought and wasn't seen for several hours.

When he peeked out the door and noticed that they were all off somewhere else Trowa took his opportunity. He grabbed the three pictures on the wall and replaced them with the huge beach landscape he had worked on all day. It was just about time to leave so Trowa decided to try asking Quatre out again, though this time would be a little different. He dropped the pictures in Duo's office and asked him to dinner before going off to find 01 and 05. Stopping at Heero's office next Trowa smiled when he heard a small sigh from inside that didn't sound like Heero.

Knocking on the door and not waiting for a reply, Trowa walked in to see Wufei on the edge of Heero's desk with a tongue shoved down his throat. Trowa waited for either of them to look at him but after a few minutes he realized that wasn't going to happen so he just asked them to dinner and both just 'mmm'd in response. Trowa laughed as he closed the door and made his way to Quatre's office. Getting the okay to enter, Trowa did and closed the door behind himself before sitting on one of the seats in front of the desk.

"Everyone is going out to dinner tonight, do you want to come with us?" Trowa asked with a smile. He wanted their group back together, and he knew his little one did too. Quatre looked a little unsure but nodded anyway, if everyone was there, nothing bad would happen.

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Trowa had decided to drive and Quatre was in the passenger seat so he wouldn't be squished in the back. The three that were in the back didn't seem to mind though, and Trowa could see Wufei blushing in the rear view mirror. He smiled when he looked over at Quatre and noticed his open hand on the armrest. Trowa didn't hesitate to slip his hand into the loose fingers and gently squeeze. He could see the reflection of the three in the back waiting for Quatre's reaction and all of them smiled when Quatre just tightened his grip a little but kept looking out the window.

Dinner came and went, the entire time Quatre was holding his hand and the others were loosening up and having more fun without having to worry about him turning on them. Currently, the three others had kicked them out of the car in front of Quatre's house and had driven back to their house. Trowa stood, still holding the blondes hand, outside the door. Was he going to stay here again tonight or did Quatre not want him to?

"Will you help me?" Quatre asked so quietly Trowa almost didn't hear him. Nodding, Trowa didn't care what the blonde was going to ask him, he would try his best to help. Walking into the house and going straight to his room and closing the door, Quatre didn't explain, but Trowa took the time to be thankful that Duo had thought ahead and given him both a bag of clean clothes and his school bag before kicking him out of the car. He quickly changed into loose fitting cotton pants and sat on the couch. He didn't wait long for Quatre to join him.

Looking up Trowa felt his mouth go dry. It wasn't what his little one was wearing...it was how he was wearing it. A tight dark blue three-quarters sleeve tight shirt that made his eyes glow, and very, very low cut black pajama pants that left just the slightest sliver of skin to be seen. Quatre sat down next to him and took a deep breath.

"Do you think you can draw something for me?" Trowa nodded and smiled wondering what his little one was up to. He pulled out his sketch book and a pencil and looked at the blonde, waiting for him to start. "A face." Trowa nodded and sketched the basic angles of any face. "The jaw should be sharper." Nodding, Trowa made slight alterations. "The ears were...the right proportion to the face, a little rounder than that." They sat there for three hours like that. Quatre had finally gotten tired enough to wrap his hands around Trowa's free arm and lay his head on Trowa's shoulder.

"How's that?" Trowa asked. He had been running on instincts not really looking at what he was drawing because Quatre hadn't yet told him who this man was. He felt something wet run down his arm and shifted just enough to look at his little ones face. Quatre just held on tight and closed his eyes.

"That's him."

"Who?"

"The third one...the one they didn't get." Trowa finally looked at the picture and frowned...this couldn't be right, he looked too much like-

"Do you mind if we sleep in the bed so you don't have to come out here later?" Trowa asked as he closed the sketch book and put it away. Quatre just nodded and found himself carried to his room.

"Trowa...I-"

"Don't worry little one. Thank you for trusting me with this. I won't let you down."

Trowa couldn't stay awake, his mind was worrying him sick and he just had to shut down for the night. He was almost asleep when he felt Quatre move towards his side of the bed. Feeling lips on his cheek he couldn't help but smile as the blonde burrowed into the crook of his neck. He would deal with everything tomorrow, for now, he was going to enjoy being so close to his little one.

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