Keeping My Hands Busy

Things were going great...well, except for the part about Quatre not wanting to talk about it with him. Trowa had taken care of his own problem in the blonde's other bathroom and cleaned himself before going back to their room. His little one had the shower running still. Trowa was positive that the blonde was more than a little shocked. He had seen the smaller one's face turn green after what they had done. The only thing Trowa could think was that at least it was after his little one was done. Boy's needed relief, and two years was about a year and eleven months too long.

So now he was laying on the bed, waiting for the blonde to come out but not really expecting him to. It was a bad idea to help him like that. It was too soon, he didn't want to damage the blonde more. Hearing the phone ring, Trowa leaned across the bed to answer it.

"Yes? He's a bit busy, maybe I could help you. Three days, banquet. Got it."

Hanging up the phone and looking over at the door, Trowa briefly wondered what the banquet was for and if the blonde intended to go alone. Hearing the door open Trowa watched closly as the blonde walked out, covered head to foot in three towels and slowly headed towards his dresser.

"I forgot about the banquet...I suppose I'll have to go, but...maybe I could get Heero to go with me." Trowa felt a stab of pain as he listened to the blonde mummble under his breath. "Wufei would be good too, Duo would be embarrassing." Seeing the the blonde had grabed clothes and was slowly making his way back towards the bathroom Trowa finally spoke.

"I want to go." Quatre's head raised slightly, his little one had been crying. His eyes were red and puffy. "The other's would go, but they wouldn't want to. I want to. I don't want you to be away from me little one, and I don't want you going with someone else, I'd worry the entire time you were gone." Seeing a tear slip down the blondes cheek, Trowa decided not to say anything else. His little one knew he wanted to go, he knew why too. Now it was up to him.

"I meant with us..." Quatre whispered as he closed the bathroom door behind himself. Trowa didn't take long to figure out his little one was slightly afraid of him, but he was more afraid of what would happen if they weren't together. He wasn't sure if he should feel good that his little one didn't want to be without him or bad because his little one feared him. Though truthfully Trowa couldn't blame the blonde for that.

"Trowa! Could you get the door? Duo has been lurking outside for five minutes, he just tapped on the bathroom window." The brunette smiled to himself. Duo would lurk outside like a stray cat until someone opened the door, then he'd get in and stay in. Trowa found himself laughing by the time he got to the door thinking of Duo with cat ears and a tail.

"Hey Trow, how's Quat, you guys didn't answer when I called back so I though I'd come over." Trowa's brain turned to mush the minute that Duo asked 'how's Quat'. His mind immediatly went to the nice image he made in the bathroom and smiled when he found his thoughts had merged and Quatre would be adorable with fluffy ears and a tail.

"Trowa...you're totally not listening to me are you?"

"Hmm?"

"Didn't think so."

"Duo could you do me a favor?" Quatre asked as he entered the room fully dressed.

"Sure, what do ya need me to do?" Quatre smiled genuinly at his braided friend.

"Can you take Trowa away for the day? Away from our houses, I don't care where you take him." Duo and Trowa were both floored. This was the man they knew during the war, no trace of the asshole he had become. Both simply nodded, they couldn't deny a request when it came from someone they had missed for so long.