�Maybe you should get some rest.� Quatre stood up, he felt dazed for a moment. Trowa caught Quatre from falling down.

�I�ll lead you to your bed. Your fever haven�t go down yet. You should stay in bed from now on till your good again!� Trowa carried Quatre back to his bed.

�Sleep well now....�

~ Next morning ~

Trowa opened his eyes slowly. He looked up to the celling. He could still clearly remember everything that happened last night.

Trowa almost jumped up from his bed. He looked over to Quatre�s bed. An empty bed. His heart almost stopped. Trowa ran to the empty bed, there was a message on the bed from Quatre.

Dear Trowa.

Sorry that I didn�t told you about I was going back to my father�s company today. I got a call in this morning. They told me that they were gonna have a very important meeting today, so I had to go back and stay there about a week. My flight time is 09.00 o�clock. Again, sorry that I didn�t told you. I didn�t want to wake you up, after how tiered you were. I�ll call you when I arrived.

From, Quatre.

Trowa couldn�t believe it. Quatre left him without saying �good bye� to him. He couldn�t stay in the hotel anymore. He need to see Quatre right now! He looked at the clock on the table. 08.50 o�clock. Trowa ran down to the lobby, jumped on his motorcycle and started it. He drove in the fastest speed.

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Trowa was lying on the ground. Blood were everywhere. He tried to open his eyes, but he felt so weak. Every second past, he felt weaker and weaker.

~ In the airport ~

Quatre felt his heart almost explode. He bent down and grabbed his skirt hard. What kind of feeling was that? He breathed heavily. He felt tears were running down from his eyes. What was it?

�Sir, we need to go now. Sir, is there something wrong?� a guard asked him.

Quatre shocked his head.

�I�m sorry, I�m fine..... Let�s go!�