The whole Winner mansion was very quiet when Trowa finally came home. Quatre, being worry-sick, woke up from his nap when he heard the door being opened. The blonde teen then stroll down the hall and greeted the unibanged boy.

"Hi Trowa, another long day at work?" Quatre asked trying not to sound tired.

The brunette smiled and replied with a nod. Quatre then felt his cheeks burning and his breathing pattern became more rapid. To hide his expression, he quickly smiled back. The former pilots stood there staring at each other for some time but both were unable to show their feelings towards the other. Finally, it was Trowa who broke the silence.

"Quatre, I don't want you to worry over me. If you're tired, you can go rest. I'll be..." Trowa suggested but didn't finish his sentence when he realized that Quatre was staring at him. He too began to blush.

"No Trowa, it's alright. I like cooking for you," Quatre remarked and held the unibanged ex-pilot by the hands and lead him to the kitchen where he could enjoy his meal.

Meanwhile...

"What? I don't believe you. The future? You've got to be kidding me," Duo said with disbelieve.

"Duo, please. I don't have time to deal with this. If you don't trust me then you can go and see for yourself that there are two of us right here, right now," the future Trowa said calmly.

"Fine, say that you are from the "future","Duo said while making little quotes with his fingers," why are you here? More importantly, what do you want me to do?"

"I came back to prevent the breaking out of war in A.C 201," the former-HeavyArms pilot replied.

"War? What happened?" Duo asked more curious than before.

"I can't tell you what happened in my time, but please, it involves the life of Quatre,"

"Q-man? What happened to him?"

"I wish I can tell you but I'm must not give out anymore information about the future. Please Duo I need your help," Trowa pleaded.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Don't let Quatre confess his feelings for me."

"What?!?! I can't do that, you two belong together. Why can't you tell Trowa or Quatre instead?"

"I can't. If I come in contact with the Trowa of the present, there would be a sudden change in the features of Time. I would then be most likely to be sent back since I don't belong here."

"Ok...then why not Quatre? If you told him what will happen to him then..."

"I..I can't face him, I've already lost my Quatre. I don't know what I'll do if I see him here again."

"If it'll help prevent the death of my buddy, then I guess I'm in."

"Arigato Duo," Trowa said with relieve.

"No problem, buddy," Duo said and then sighed.//Looks like the cupid is turning against love this Valentine's Day. What have I gotten myself into now? Quatre, ol' pal, sorry for breaking your unstarted relationship.//"Anyways, since nobody except me should see you, I guess we'll be room mates for the time being."

"Thank you."

Morning came sooner than Duo wanted, but he knew for the sake of Quatre that he had to get up and start doing some serious damage to his relationship with Trowa before it's too late. So he managed to get up at the same time that Quatre always does which was six in the morning. His plan was to stick beside Quatre as if he's his shadow. That way it kinda ensures that Quatre wouldn't be alone with Trowa.

"Duo, get up," Trowa whispered as he padded Duo on his back.

"Hilde...gimme five more minutes," the messy braided hair boy pleaded as he fell back into a deep sleep.

"Duo, it's Trowa," the unibanged ex-pilot commented in a cold voice.

"Huh?!?!" was the only answer from the American.

"Duo..."

"Oh....I...(yawns) I'm really sorry Trowa, I thought you were Hilde trying to get me out to work"

"Come on, Quatre is getting up already."

"Ok...(yawns)...I'm coming," Duo said with his eyes half closed and dragged himself up to brush his teeth.

When the former Deathscythe pilot was done, he quickly rushed to the door to catch up with the blonde boy.

"Are you sure Quatre won't confess after tomorrow?"

"Yes, I was planning to leave after Valentine's Day."

"Why? You live a good life here."

"Please Duo, don't ask anymore questions."

"Ok, fine. Wish me luck!" Duo said and dashed out the door.

//I hope he knows what he's doing. Quatre's life depends on what happens during these two days.//Trowa thought to himself.

"Yo, Q-man, wait for me!" the long haired boy shouted out.

"Duo? What are you doing up so early?" the Sandrock pilot asked. "You usually don't get up til noon."

"Oh very funny. I was just trying to spend as much time with you as possible. You know I'm just gonna stay for about two weeks. Why the heck do you wake up so early for anyways."

Quatre blushed before he answered.

"I like to be the first one up so I'll be able to prepare breakfast for Trowa before he leaves."

"Geez, you really got it bad for that guy." Duo commented as the two of them made their way to the kitchen.

"So, what do you want to eat today?" The Arabian asked with a big smile on his face.

"You sure seem happy today. If you don't mind, I would like to have a steak, porkchops, rice, hamburger....just kidding, anything is fine."

"Ok, then I'll make Trowa's favourite dish," Quatre said as he began taking out the materials needed to make breakfast.

He went on for another hour preparing and making everything to perfection while Duo was just drooling over the almost ready food. Soon, Trowa came down to the kitchen and stood in the doorway admiring the way Quatre cooks as he always did.

"Hey Tro-man," Duo greeted in his usual loud voice.

"Good morning Duo, Quatre," the HeavyArms pilot said in return.

It was just like that, the breakfast wasn't as lifely as hoped and Quatre desperately wanted some time alone with Trowa, but with Duo around, it was impossible. Soon Trowa was leaving from work, actually kind of glad to get away from the voice of the braided boy, yet he didn't want to leave Quatre. Suddenly as he head for the door, he felt his heart ache, but didn't know what was causing the pain. He took one last look at Quatre, who was smiling at him as he said goodbye, he felt the pain disappearing as smiled back, then headed out the door.

"So....Quatre, what are we doing today?" Duo asked energetically.

"I don't know, I have some paper work to take care of first. I won't be long," Quatre said as he ran up the stairs.

It turned out that his paper work took up most of the day. Duo was nowhere in sight and the future Trowa decided to take a walk outside of the mansion.

The streets were busy from where the unibanged man could see. People were laughing and joyful sounds spread like a wild fire around the place. //Everthing is so different. Everyone seemed so much happier at this time.//the future Trowa thought.//Why did this have to happen Quatre? Why were the happy times taken away from us?//Soon his eyes became watery and tears began to form.

Just then, Catherine spotted the ex-gundam pilot. //I thought I told Trowa to go home early today.//She thought.//I wonder what he's doing roaming around here.// Soon she began approaching the man who she thought is the present Trowa.

"What's the matter little brother?" Catherine asked when she noticed that tears ran down the former HeavyArms pilot's face.

Trowa was surprised by the sudden voice that came from nowhere. It sounded very familiar to him and soon realized it belonged to his older sis.

"Catherine?" Trowa said. He was glad to finally see his older sister again.

"Is there anything wrong?" Catherine asked with concern.

//She was always so caring.//Trowa thought and quickly replied.

"No, everything fine."

Then a conversation began between the two. Trowa didn't want to encounter people of the past, but right now, he needed someone to talk to. Someone who he can depend on.

It was nearly three in the afternoon when Quatre looked at his watch. The blonde boy suddenly began to feel ashamed for leaving Duo unattended and finally decided to take a break.

"Go on, Master Quatre," Rashid said.

"Thank you, Rashid. I hope these paper work wouldn't cause you as much trouble as it did with me," Quatre said with relief as he walked out of the study.

Quatre finally came to the room Duo was staying in. He knocked but there was no answer. He knocked again and there was silence. He then turned the door knob. Surprisingly, the door wasn't locked and he went in. He soon knew why nobody answered. Up infront of him, the braided boy slept as peaceful as a baby on his bed. Quatre didn't want to disturb his rest so he left the room as quietly as he could. Since there's nothing left for him to do, the blonde boy thought that he should return to his business-related work, but he decided to watch a little bit of the news before he head back to the study.

When the present Trowa came back, he can hear sounds coming from the TV. At first he thought it was Duo who was in the living room, but realized that it was Quatre when he went in.

"Trowa!" Quatre suddenly said as if shocked to see the former HeavyArms pilot.

"Hi Quatre, Catherine let me off early today," Trowa said calmly and avoided looking at the blonde teen.

"Well, that's great," Quatre replied as if he had nothing much to say but deep down, all he wanted to do was to tell Trowa how he felt.//Tomorrow.//He thought.

It was just like that, the two gundam pilots never seemed to communicate with each other like the way they would with others. Perhaps it was because they both felt so strongly for each other but unwilling to take the risk of losing their friendship by confessing right now.

The rest of the afternoon passed by quickly. The two ex-pilots spent their time watching TV side by side. Soon Quatre fell asleep and unknowingly he began snuggling towards Trowa. His head soon laid against the chest of the unibanged pilot and fell deeper into his rest as he listened to the gentle rhythm of his heart beat. He felt so safe against the one he loved.

Trowa became aware of the sudden movement of the blonde boy, but made no attempt to back away. He sat there watching his angel in his peaceful sleep. Quatre's hair had grown golden as the light of the setting sun reflected against his platinum blonde strands. The former HeavyArms pilot then stroke through the soft hair and gently wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. He rested his head against the one of the Arab and planted a kiss on the golden locks. Soon Trowa felt sleepy, and the two pilots slept peacefulling in each other's arms.

When the braided boy finally woke up from his few hours nap, he decided to go spent a few more hours of his life in front of the TV. But when he approached the living room, he noticed that Quatre and Trowa was asleep.

//Awwww. They look so sweet together.//Duo thought but suddenly he remembered what he was told and sighed.//Guess it's back to the evil relationship wrecker.//He said to himself and quickly ran up the stairs to find something to distract those two yet not look so suspicious.

Because of the way Duo tends to stomp when he goes up the stairs, Quatre soon woke up because of the noise. When he did, he realized he was on something or someone for that matter and quickly got up to see what he did. Trowa being the usual light sleeper woke up too when he felt Quatre stirring against him. When the pairs of blue eyes met the emerald, the blonde boy's cheek began to turn pink because of the embarassing situation that he's in.

"Gomen Trowa! I didn't know that I'm on you," Quatre appologized and got up quickly.

When he attempted to move out of the way, he tripped over the coffee table and landed right on top of Trowa again. For a while they were lost in each other's eyes, unaware that they're lips were just centimeters away. Both of the hearts began beating faster than before and they could feel each other's breath because of the closeness. Unknowingly, they drew closer to each other as if they were pulled together by an unknown force and just stared into the other's eyes.

Just then Duo came back.

//Oh God. They're gonna kiss.//Duo thought and without hesitation blew into an instrument he found in the music room.

The two boys on the couch were suddenly brought back from their thoughts and felt more embarassed than ever.

"What the heck is this?" Duo asked trying not to sound like it was intentional.

"It's a tuba," Trowa said as he moved away from the blonde boy.

And soon a conversation began with the American, but Quatre and Trowa just sat there avoiding eye contact from the other.

Dinner came and gone very fast. The future unibanged ex-pilot came back to the estate from the talk with Catherine and returned to Duo's room. Meanwhile, Quatre was staring at Trowa when he wasn't looking and Trowa was staring at him when he's not looking. Duo on the other hand just sat there in silence for a change. He felt ashamed of what he did but he had no choice if he wants the future changed. Darkness soon took over the sky and the three friends were once again in front of the TV but Trowa soon grew restless and went to find his novel so he can do some quiet reading.

"Duo, did you know where my book went?" Trowa asked.

"What? The thick one? Yeah, I kinda took it to my room when I had nothing to do," the braided boy replied.

Being as lazy as he was, Duo didn't bother getting up the stairs to get Trowa's book, so the unibanged teen went himself. When Trowa left, Duo noticed that Quatre was staring at the direction that the former HeavyArms pilot went. It's not as if it's strange but something in his eyes worried him.

"Quatre? What's the matter?" Duo asked. "Did something happen this afternoon."

The Arab's cheeks grew red.

"No, it's...it's nothing," Quatre replied.

Meanwhile, Trowa made his way to Duo's room with no trouble. He turned the doorknob and opened the door. Just as he did, he saw someone in the shadows and quickly turned the lights on. There in front of him stood someone that looked identical to himself. When he decided to approach him, the stranger with his face suddenly disappeeared into thin air....