An Angel\'s Plight

Konichiwa good people of Adultfanfiction.net! Welcome to my second story on this site! Hope you like. My parakeets right now are sqwaking their heads off cos I haven’t let them out today yet. So..on with the warnings!
Pairings: Heero+Duo, Trowa+Quatre, slight Wufei+Sally, Quatre+OC
Warnings: (here we go) rape, abuse, foul langauge, drug use, angst general abuse of Quatre (I love him but he’s so fun to play with) mind games and major lemony goodness. Gundam Wing does not belong to me cos if it did Id’e have all the pilots under my spell. Enjoy the fic!
Quatre: why are you hurting me?
Animekitten: don;t worry Quat. Someone might save you..

“Trowa no!!” Quatre bolted awake with a scream sitting up in his bed clutching the sheets and almost crying. He was shaking all over and feeling sick from the nightmare. He shreiked again when his bedroom door banged open and Trowa, Duo and Heero ran in(Wufei was on another mission).
“What’s wrong!?” Heero snapped looking all around for the enemy. Quatre flushed.
“It..was just a nightmare. I am sorry for waking you. You can all go back to bed now.” He said quietly.
“Ok. Sleep well Cat. No more bad dreams ok?” Duo said warmly before he and Heero left. Quatre relized that not only was Trowa still here but the banged pilot was actually now nearer the bed.
“Trowa?”
“I heard you scream my name. Was your nightmare..about me?” Trowa asked softly as he sat himself on the bed beside Quatre who twisted the sheets in his hands avoiding the tall boy’s eyes.
“No.”
“Don’t lie to me please.” Trowa replied now cold as he stood.
“I thought you were my freind Quatre but you cannot even tell me the truth about something as small as a nightmare.”
“Trowa I..”
“Sorry I bothered your sleep.” Trowa strode out closing the door and Quatre fell back onto the bed with an unhappy sigh.
“Oh Trowa. If only I could tell you..that I love you.” He whispered staring up at the ceiling.
“I am just so afraid of losing you. My visions and dreams have come true before..occasionally. But was that just a nightmare? Or something more?”
Quatre entered the kitchen the next morning and set about making breakfast. The person who up the earliest made breakfast and since Quatre was usually up early it was usually him that made the meal. Quatre didn’t mind. He loved cooking and baking and Wufei was teaching him how to make chineswe dishes now.
By the time the three pilots stumbled into the kitchen looking tired Quatre had made eggs and pancakes and had set the table. He gave each of the pilots their filled plates before sitting himself down in his seat next to Trowa who ignored him. Quatre was sad. Trowa always made him feel safe and loved.
“These are great Quatre!” Duo mumbled around a mouthful as he shoveled the food into his mouth at breakneck speed. Heero hit him over the head lightly.
“Baka.” He said affectionatly to his braided lover. Quatre watched them feeling even worse. He wanted with Trowa what Duo and Heero had.
“Thank you.” He said softly picking at his own food. Heero’s eyes rested upon him.
“You ok?” He asked and Quatre blinked blushing lightly.
“Y..yeah. I’m fine. No need to worry about me.” He said in such a fake bright voice that even Trowa looked up as Quatre stood.
“Hey...can I..” Duo started and Quatre nodded.
“Go ahead. I’m not hungry.” He left the room.
“Wonder what his problem is?” Duo asked blankly as he grabbed Quatre’s plate. Heero’s eyes fixed on Trowa who avoided his gaze.
Quatre sighed resting his arms on the balcony railing as he gazed out over the backyard. This was one of his nicest safehouses and one of his largest. Currently the only one who had a mission was Wufei and the chinese pilot was due to return any moment now. Quatre reached out to pluck a rose from the climbing trellis going up the side of the house. This flower is like my love for Trowa, he thought holding it gently in his hand. It’s so fragile and with the slightest complication...he crushed the flower and let the petals fall to the ground before turning back to the landscape.
Heero searched out Trowa and found the banged pilot in the library reading. Heero watched him for a moment before he moved to shove Trowa’s legs off the couch and sit down.
“What was that for!?” Trowa demanded lightly but a little annoyed.
“Because you are a baka that is why.” Heero responded with a smirk. Trowa’s one showing emerald eye flashed with anger.
“And why am I that?” He said in a carefully controlled voice though he was feeling hurt and mad.
“Because Quatre loves you and you don’t even see or care. Do you ever think about anyone but yourself?” Heero said and saw Trowa’s body stiffen. Heero knew he was being a prick but he wanted to make Trowa mad, wanted the banged boy to relize his feelings for Quatre.
“He doesn’t love me. I am nobody. Just a nameless soldier in this fucked up world. And I would appreciate it if you did not involve yourself in any more of my bussiness Yuy.” Trowa said and stood leaving in a huff. Heero swore in Japanese leaning his head back against the back of the sofa. Will those two ever be together? He wondered.

There it is! Chapta one! Kinda short hmm.. Hope you guys like. I am getting better at this writing thing. I started an original story called Midnight Cherry Blossoms but I am no longer sure I am continuing it ya know? I think I’ll stick with fanfics. Anywho, reviews are adored, flames will be ignored and used to clean my parekeet’s cage.