Hoshi no Manazashi

Hoshi no Manazashi by: Nin-Kun ^___^

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!! (though I wished I did ;_; *pouts*)
Series: Gundam Wing
Parings: Trowa x Quatre
Warnings: hn the usual, lots of sex, possible destrucktion of furniture, lots of things not suitable for kiddies ^__^

Please R&R after done reading, it makes the author happy and she writes more! *nuzzles*
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Cathrine watched Trowa sit down on one of the many hayballs located near the main tent, he looked so sad and lost sitting there, resting his right elbow on his leg while he cradled his chin in the palm of his hand starring out into space, lost in thought and Cathrine knew who he was thinking of.
“Why don’t you go visit him Trowa ?” Cathrine asked as she walked up slowly to her abdoptive brother, crossing her arms over her chest, she looked him straight in the eyes.
“Huh?” Trowa asked raising his head from his hand and looked at her, his eyes appeared hazed with thought.
“You and Quatre haven’t seen each other for what, months?, why don’t you pay him a visit ?” Cathrine suggested smiling slightly when she saw Trowa’s eyes brighten as he heard the uttering of the blond Arabians name.
“I guess you’re right, thank you Cathy.” Trowa said and rose, he gave Cathrine a briefly hug then he walked off towards his trailer.
“No probs little bro.” Cathrine said out loud to herself as she watched Trowa walk away slowly.
Trowa sat down on his bed and picked his phone up, dialed Quatre’s number and listened.
“Hello.” The blond boy’s voice sounded from the other line and Trowa smiled softly, happy to hear that soft boyish voice again.
“Hello Little One.” Trowa said softly.
“Trowa, oh god is that you ?, I’ve missed you so, how are you, why didn’t you call me earlier ?” Quatre bubbled with questions, he too was glad to hear the other boy’s voice again.
“I’m sorry for that, but I’m fine, I thought of coming to visit you.” Trowa spoke, his stomach filled with butterflies at that mere thought, to see Quatre again, why did he wait so long.
“That’s great, when are you coming ?” Quatre asked very exited.
“This afternoon if it’s okay, I can’t wait to see you..” Trowa answered sighing softly, longingly.
“Okay I’ll be waiting, send my greetings to Cathy.” Quatre said merrily, he somehow had a hunge that she had something to do with it all.
“I will, see you soon Quatre..” Trowa said and they hung up.
Trowa smiled as he started to pack a few things that he would need for his trip to Quatre’s huge mansion.


**-A FEW HOURS LATER-**

The door bell rang clear and loud throughout all the Winner Mansion and as soon as the sound as the sound was caught in the pilot of Sandrock’s ears he quickly rushed down the staires, almost falling over the last steps, then he reached the front door and yanked it open and starred at the vision before him.
There stood Trowa Barton, dressed in dark blue jeans that seemed to be painted onto his slim legs, and a dark green t-shirt. A duffle bag was carelessly slung over his right shoulder, he waited patiently for he blond Arab.
“Trowa.” Quatre exclaimed and flung himself at the taller boy, Trowa caught him easily and smiled down at him from behind his bang as the blond boy nuzzled his face into his chest.
“Hello Little One..” Trowa said softly and ruffled the blond mop of hair and his smile widening.
“Oh what kind of host am I, come on in..” Quatre said with a sheepish smile as he pried himself away from the HeavyArms pilots to let him inside the house.
“No worries.” Trowa said an followed the smaller boy inside correcting the band on his duffle bag on his shoulder.
“There’s so many things I wanna show you and there’s so many things to talk about, have you heard about Wufei, one of my sisters are getting married and we’ve got a new pool...” Quatre chatted on merrily, sounding much like a certain braided pilot.
“Calm down, we’ve got lots of time to talk Little One.” Trowa said softly as he placed his duffle bag down on a chair in one of the guest bedrooms, he looked through the window, looking at the big pool in the back yard.
“Ah I guess you’re right...it’s just so good to see you again.” Quatre said giggling softly.
Trowa nodded and looked the blond over, he had grown a bit but was still a good three inches shorter than Trowa himself, instead of the normal pink shirt, west and kaki pants, he wore a pair of azure blue shorts and a white tank top, his hair had grown out a little and framed his delicate face, he looked a little more mature and Trowa found it amazing that the little blond still managed to look innocent and he momentarily lost himself in thought.
“Sorry to have disturbed you Master Winner, but there’s an urgent call for you that needs attendance..” one of the servants told them and Quatre heaved a sigh, but nodded then smiled apologetically towards the taller pilot.
“It’s okay I’ll just go out too the pool, take your time Quat.” Said Trowa as he slid the glass doors apart and stepped out in the back yard where the pool laid out invitingly.
Quatre watched the taller pilot walk out and start to shed clothes, then he averted his gaze, reminding himself that he had important things to attend to, with a small sigh he answered the phone.
“Yes, the shipment can be placed in hangar nine at the pier, yeah number seventeen, thank you, take care, bye..” Quatre ended the conversation there, putting the receiver back down and corrected his tanktop, then he placed his hands on his desk, a frown shading his face as he once again heaved a small sigh.
‘Damn I keep getting distracted, does he know what he does to me ?’ Quatre thought as he changed into his swim shorts, then he stepped out, he was just in time to see Trowa make a swan dive from the trampoline and land perfectly into the chlorine rich water, it made the blond groan as he watched the slightly tanned, muscled body disappear into the cool water in the pool.
A few minutes passed and the Latin teen still haden’t resurfaced and Quatre started to get worried, he scanned the water calling the other boy’s name.
Suddenly a hand shot up out of the water and grabbed the Sandrock pilots wrist and quickly pulled him into the water,and the small blond had barely time to hear the other boy say:
“Come on in Little One, the water’s fine.”
“Trowa !!” Quatre managed to squeal before he plummeted into the cool water, he quickly resurfaced coughing and spluttering, then he glared furiously at the green-eyed boy, who simply smirked winningly.
“See that wasn’t so bad.” Trowa said barely holding back the grin that threatened to split out on his face, the not so common expression on the blonds face as well as the strands of golden hair clinging into his face, made him look irresistibly cute.
“It was not fair, you cheated.” Quatre said as he lightly pounded his fisted hands on Trowa’s chest, then Trowa softly placed his hands softly on the smaller boy’s shoulders halting his action.
Quatre then looked up into Trowa’s emerald green eyes as said taller boy looked down into the blonds blue ones.
A silence swept over them like a tidal wave as they kept looking into each others eyes, then Trowa bent his head and swept the smaller boy’s lips up in a hot kiss.
“Do you know how long I wanted to do that ?” asked Trowa after their kiss ended, a slight blush crept out over his nose and cheeks, and a matching one occurred on Quatre’s face too.
“No, but I wanted you to do that since the first day we met.” Quatre answered and rested his head on the green-eyed boy’s chest, listening to the rapid beating of his heart.
“Well we do think alike then, now let’s get out of the water shall we..” Trowa asked and hauled himself out of the pool, closely followed by the blond.
They sat down on a sun chair and Trowa got the bottle of sun lotion and returned smiling at his blond soon-to-be lover.
“Now just lay down on your stomach and let me pamper you.” Trowa whispered seductively into Quatre’s left ear and the smaller boy nodded and obliged, laying down then waited for the HeavyArms pilot to make his next move.
Trowa poured a generous amount of lotion on his hand, spread it evenly over his palms then he started to smoothe it over Quatre’s shoulders and back, enjoying the silky soft feeling of the Arabian boy’s pale skin.
“Mmm..Feels nice..” Quatre purred as Trowa’s skillful hands traced down to his lower back, massaging there with gentle movements.
“Sure does..I’ll make sure we’ll get all this fair skin protected.” Trowa murmured softly and started to lower Quatre’s swim shorts, gentöy brushing his fingertips over the skin on the blonds tight bottom and the back of the thighs and calves, making Quatre sigh and moan softly.
Taking more lotion on his hands and fingers, Trowa began to knead the soft mounds of flesh of Quatre’s ass cheeks gently, then he just as carefully, slid two slippery fingers into the blonds virgin passage.
“Oh Trowa...” Quatre moaned and raised his bum higher in the air, giving the taller boy better access.
“Turn over for me Little One.” Trowa whispered heatedly into the Sandrock pilots ear as he removed the fingers from the tight passage and helped the smaller boy roll over and lay on his back, the Latin pilot came face to face with the blonds arousal, which was rock hard and drooling for attention.
Smiling Trowa gently started to stroke it, while he once again pushed his fingers back inside the puckered entrance, bringing forth more moans and a few bucks of the blonds hips.
“But Trowa, what about you, I want to give you pleasure to.” Quatre panted out leveling himself up on his elbows, looking down at the Latin pilot, who had begun to lick away at the length before him.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get mine soon.” Trowa assured the smaller boy, then suddenly his fingers struck Quatre’s prostate, making a loud wail tore itself from the blonds throat, the walls tightened around Trowa’s fingers as the blonds semen shot out coating his own stomach in the first orgasm ever brought to him by another’s touch.
“Listen to me Quatre, this will hurt a little, but I will try to make it less painful, you just have to relax..” Trowa said softly as he licked the cooling cum away from Quatre’s stomach, and noticed that his erection was returning quickly.
Quatre just nodded and spread his legs farther apart so that Trowa could lay between them and the taller boy immediately took the invitation, placing himself between the spread legs, rocking their pelvises together, making them both moan out hotly and Trowa began to stretch the passage to the blonds body more thoroughly and at the same time massaged the tight sack above while he also placed soft kisses over the rest of the Arabs body.
“Oh Trowa..please...hurry I need you in me..make love to me..” Quatre gasped out, thrashing his head back and forth, pure pleasure written on his face.
“Just a sec then Little One..” Trowa said and reached for the the bottle of sun lotion, coated his erection with a good amount of the slippery substance, then he slowly began to sink into the blonds virgin hole, placing the smaller boy’s legs over his shoulders, penetrating deeper, the cock head pressing against Quatre’s pleasure spot, highlighting the pleasure.
”God so tight...are you okay Quat ?” Trowa panted out finally fully seated in the blonds warm cushiony passage.
“Yes..Oh Trowa it feels so good...C’mon fuck me..” Quatre whispered out heatedly as he gently nibbled and sucked on the light tanned skin of one of the HeavyArms pilots shoulders, locking his blue eyes in Trowa’s green ones.
Trowa lifted one graceful brown eyebrow slightly, that naughty word wasn’t heard that often from the blond boy, it made the taller teen smirk slightly, then he started moving slowly.
The Sandrock pilot proved to be very responsive, he moaned, mewled and whimpered with every deep stroke that Trowa made and it encouraged him to go faster, not one of them cared that they actually was outside and anyone who wanted could watch them in the act, but this proved to made the whole thing more exciting.
“Oh god…harder Trowa…your so BIG...Yes!!” Quatre almost shouted, digging his fingers into Trowa’s shoulder blades, thrusting back wantonly against the taller teens own thrust as they became frenzied and the sun chair creaked miserably under the force of it.
Suddenly the blond boy shouted and a wet stickiness spread out over their stomachs, the walls clenched almost painfully around Trowa’s hard cock, he managed two more thrusts before he to surrendered to the white oblivion screaming the smaller boy’s name at the top of his lungs, ending his liquid passion deep into the panting boy beneath him.
Trowa then quickly pulled out and laid down beside Quatre, so that he wouldn’t hurt him when he barely could hold himself up as hi body went limp after his earth shattering orgasm, he then drew the smaller blond closer to his own sated body placed a soft kiss on Quatre’s forehead sighing in pure bliss.
“That was wonderful Trowa, I love you..” Quatre mumbled tiredly and kissed a available patch of skin closest to his mouth.
“It sure was..I love you too Little One..” Trowa answered sweetly and they snuggled up closer in their aftermath.


THE END