Will War Never End?

I will be writing as Trowa. 

                       Chapter 6

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                             Vlad

Trowa packed his bag at the circus. He had said goodbye the night before. His thoughts were a mess. As the had been for the last five years.

Cathrine swore Trowa had PTSD from the last wore but Trowa knew the truth. Or at least he did now. He had been doing much better than they came to L4 and e had gotten so much worse.

The truth was guilt. Guilt over what he had done to his little blond friend that night. He knew the blond was drunk. He had made sure of it. He himself had acted drunk.

As planed they had gone home together. It had started out so good but then Quatra had wanted to stop the moment the clothes had come off. Trowa still could not forgive himself for loosing control and taking what he had wanted anyway.

He had rapped the guy he loved and he doubted Quatra even knew it. He had left as soon as Quatra had passed out. He knew Quatra probably hated him for that but Trowa was okay with that.

Now he was being forced to see the blond again. After he had decided never to go near him. He could only hope for the best.

He watched Quatra enter the ship and after a breif pause followed. Quatra froze at the sight of him then turned and smiled at everyone else. Quatra sat down then smiled at Trowa whose heart ached and motioned to the seat next to him.

Trowa sat. He nodded at everyone and tried to act normal. It was hard. Harder than he had thought it would be. The mini Heero who acted like Duo and had WuFei's hair style was suddenly in his lap. A girl. With a smile to rivel Quatra's beamed up at him. Her cobalt eyes shining like the sun. Eyes he thought could see into his very soul.

Sorry about this chapter. I had to work off something. This does get resolved and Trowa does start acting normal. sorry.