Quatre walked into his room, giddy from his first mission. "Wow, that was incredible! What a rush! I-..." He stopped his excited babbling when a brown haired boy entered the room. "Ano...Konnichiwa friend!" The blond smiled brightly. The other boy walked away silently as he had come in.

Quatre's smile turned into a frown. //Why is he so ....unsociable? Cute though// He gasped. Boys aren't supposed to think this way about each other right? He shrugged. //Maybe that means I'm gay...no matter...so what if I am?//He sat down at his desk and pulled out his diary. He began to write:

Dear Diary
Today I saw a boy
And I wondered if he noticed me
He took my breath away

Quatre sighed and put his diary away.//Tommorrow's another day//.He turned off the light and went to bed.

Meanwhile... Trowa looked away from the window of his room, his thoughts centered on Quatre.//Why do I have to like another guy? It must be because of..the...inccident...//He shook his head, trying to shake away the bad memories of his past. He walked over to his bag and took out a small book that turned out to be his diary.

He wrote:
Dear diary
I can't get him off my mind
And it scares me
'Cause I've never felt this way
No one in this world
Knows me better than you do
So diary, I'll confide in you

He closed the book with a sigh.//I don't even know his name//He turned off the light and went to sleep.

The next morning, Quatre woke up with a start. In his heart he felt a strange sadness. He quickly got up and dressed. As soon as he was finished, he ran instinctively to Trowa's room to find it empty. He rushed back to his room and looked out the window.

He saw Trowa's retreating back. "Do you have to leave? Can you at least tell me your name?" Trowa paused. Quatre smiled and put a hand on his chest. "My name is Quatre Raberba Winner."

Trowa looked back over his shoulder. "I have no name but if you must call me something it's Trowa, Trowa Barton." Trowa appeared to have smiled. Quatre waved and blushed, "Goodbye friend Trowa!"

Then in a quieter tone, "Please come back again..." "Master Quatre, are you sure we should let him go? He knows the location of our base." Quatre sat down on his bed and looked up at the Maguanac. "It's okay Rashid."After a short disscuion, Rashid left. Quatre took out his diary again:

Dear diary
Today I saw that boy
As he walked by I thought he smiled at me
And I wondered
Does he know what's in my heart
I tried to smile, but I could hardly breathe
Should I tell him how I feel
Or would that scare him away
Diary, tell me what to do
Please tell me what to say

Quatre put away the diary. Two years later.....

"TROWA!!! Take the cookies out of the oven!!! They'll burn!!!"

"I'M SORRY!!!" The young blond looked like he was about to burst into tears at Trowa's annoyed outburst.Trowa eeped and quickly apologized. Quatre brighted.

"It's okay Trowa, no harm done!" Trowa smiled and put his hand on Quatre's shoulder.

"Glad to hear it."

Quatre blushed a bright red and looked away. Later, after the christmas party, everybody left execpt Trowa. "Ano...Quatre, can I stay here tonight?"

Quatre smiled "Of course!" When Trowa had gone to bed, Quatre took out his old diary:
Dear diary
One touch of his hand
Now I can't wait to see that boy again
He smiled
And I thought my heart could fly
Diary, do you think that we'll be more than friends?
I've got a feeling we'll be so much more
Than friends

Quatre smiled when he closed his diary.//So much more...// THE END!!!