*Quatre wakes, it's early morning. He looks over at his lover sleeping quietly. They had just made love for the first time that night* breakfast,"he Quatre:"I think, I'll go make breakfast." he says to himself, not wanting to wake Trowa.*He gets out of bed and looks outside, it's snowing. He gets dressed and goes to the kitchen quietly humming to himself*

Trowa:* wakes and hears his love's soft humming from the kitchen* "Quatre...,"he thought.*he goes into the bathroom to take a shower.*

*Quatre decides to go to the store to pick up something extra for breakfast.* Quatre:"Maybe some nice oranges," he thought,*he leaves Trowa a note then begins the short walk to the store.*

*Trowa comes into the kitchen and finds Quatre's note.*

My dearest Trowa,

I've gone to the store and will be back shortly. Don't eat what I've already made, ne?

Love always,
your angel~Quatre

Trowa:"Hmmm, he must be on his way back home by now. It looks cold outside. I'll go meet him on the way."

*Quatre was walking down the snowy road with a bag of oranges in hand. He sees Trowa coming to meet him, he smiles and waves. Then suddenly, a car comes speeding down the road and loses control. It swerves directly into Quatre!*

Trowa:"Nooooo! Quatre!" he runs up to where Quatre lay as the car sped away* "Oh, my dear Quatre! I've got to get you to a hostpital. Hold on I'll go get help!"

Quatre:*winces with pain and takes Trowa's hand* "No, Trowa, there's no time.", he says softly,"Please just stay here, with me, I'm scared."

Trowa:"No, Quatre I won't let you die! You're going to make it. You have to." *He brushes his hand against Quatre's smooth face, They look deep into each other's eyes.*

Quatre:"Now, I'll be a real angel Trowa. Ai shiteru...", * with those words, Quatre drifts into death*

Trowa:*crying softly, tears roll from his eyes onto Quatre's now lifeless face. Whispers,*"My angel, I'll love you forever."*he leans over and gently kisses his love for the last time. Pulls out his gun.*"Don't worry Quatre, I'll be with you soon..."*He puts the cold pistol to his head*"Ai shiteru, my sweet, dear angel." BANG! *The shot echoed throughout the land. Trowa's boby fell next to Quatre's with gentle snowflakes falling slowly around them.*

OWARI