Quatre awoke in his dingy apartment. It was dark and dreary. With no windows except for one that was boarded up. He began to get dressed not in his normal attire. His clothing preference had drastically changed. Again he was dressed in solid black. Black jeans and a black T shirt. He stared in the mirror for a moment but not at his reflection at a picture that was taped to it. A picture of Trowa standing against a tree smiling which was quite rare.

Quatre missed him still.He didn't blame Trowa for not wanting him at least he was honest about it. After all his own sisters didn't acknowledge him unless they needed something from him by now he was used to it. He has managed to go on with his life or so he tells himself. He couldn't bare to be around anyone for to long he mainly kept to himself. Except for when he went to work. He worked at a local clinic. He liked it the one thing he actually allowed himself to enjoy.

Usually late at night he would just wander the crime infested streets. The plains is a pretty strung out town filled with a lot of addicts and lost children. If you ended up there you were a hopeless case. Probly already dead inside if you come here it's nickname is dead town.

Quatre was walking to work when he heard crying he followed the sound and found a baby in a trash can. He pick up the baby and wrapped it up in his coat it was a little girl. He rocked her and took her to the clinic. A doctor was suppose to pay a visit to the clinic today and he knew the doctor could take care of her.

He approached the doctor and handed her the baby. It was Sally "Quatre?" he said nothing he just turned away and left. She knew Trowa had been looking for him from Wufei so she decided to give Trowa a call. She said she couldn't be sure he looked so different and didn't respond to her.

Trowa had a good feeling about her call. He felt in his heart that it was his Quatre. What would he be doing in there of all places. He desperately wanted it to be him and yet he didn't. Trowa didn't want to waste another moment he headed out the door. As he drove to the bus station it began to rain.

***Flashback***

"Come on Trowa go outside with me." he pleaded

"Quatre it's raining."

"It'll be fun trust me." he pulled his arm and dragged into the rain.

Quatre put his arms around him and they danced in the warm summer rain. Quatre put his arms around Trowa and pulled him into a warm and passionate kiss. When they pulled apart Trowa smiled. The air smelled to fresh and clean and Quatre and Trowa began to kiss some more.

"I'm glad we came out in the rain." admitted Trowa.

"Told you. You know from now on it might be easier if you just listened to me. Instead of arguing after all if you listened to me more often." he was silenced by Trowa's lips.

"You talk to much."

"But I was right." he smiled.

"your going to keep bugging me until I agree aren't you."

"You got that right pal. I was what can't hear you."

"all right all right you were right." then they continued to kiss.

****End Flash back****

Trowa smiled as he remembered that day.

To be continued