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Together Again

Part 3

by Backlash



Quatre laid in his bed unable to sleep. It was the same on most days he would just lay in bed haunted by his time in that awful place he referred to as the prison. Finally he just got up and went into the living room. All night he just stared at the TV watching infomercials. But not really watching them just staring.

When morning came Duo saw Quatre staring at the TV. He turned it off and said, "You'd think they would outlaw them or something."

Quatre looked horrible dark circles under his eyes. He even looked a little pale. Duo was really starting to worry about his friend. Heero was right he was getting worse by each passing day. Would Trowa's presence make it worse or better.

"Quatre he really need to take care of yourself better." obviously he wasn't paying attention so Duo shook him. "Wha.. Oh Duo I didn't see you there."

"No, really your kidding. I didn't think anyone was capable of tuning me out."

"Sorry." he said half heartedly.

Quatre pulled out a keychain and looked at it. It was a lion with the words I'll love you always engraved on it.

"That's cute where did you get it?"

Flashback

Trowa handed Quatre a little box. "Thanks Trowa it's so cute." he smiled sweetly.

"One day when we're ready you can use it for our place. It symbolizes our plans for the future. I hope it will bring you luck until then." Quatre sat in his lap and kissed him tenderly.

"I love it. I love you and you bring me luck. There is nothing in this world I want more than to be with you. I will treasure this always."

"You are my treasure. My precious one."

End Flashback

"Quatre yoo-hoo Quatre."

"What?"

"I asked where you got it?"

"Oh Trowa gave it to me."

********************* As Trowa listened to everything Heero was telling him he began to feel sick. His poor angel had gone through hell and where was he. Quatre's father was lucky he was already dead or he'd kill him. "Of course I'll come."

"I should warn you he's very fragile. So don't expect to much."

******************* Quatre walked along the nearby beach. Lost in unpleasant memories.

Flashback

Quatre was in a shrink office part of his time spent in the prison was filled with cruel torture. Today was his time with a shrink.

"Well Quatre are you ready to talk to me today?"

"What's the point?"

"Moving along. Don't you think that your love for Trowa is misplaced guilt?"

"Absolutely not."

"I see. Why is that?"

"Because I've loved Trowa my whole life. You people are not going to change that. NOT EVER!"

The doctor continued writing . Then Quatre's father walked in apparently listening to the whole conversation. He abruptly slapped him.

"Father what are you doing here?"

"You make me sick. To think your mother died giving birth to you. I wish you had died as well. You are such a disappointment Quatre. Your mother would be repulsed by you. Now stop this nonsense and we can go home. Trowa is a undesirable he's trash."

"What did you say?"

"I said he's trash."

That was the final straw no one talks about Trowa that way. Quatre balled up his fist and punched his father right in the face. Then some men came in and dragged him away. The men stripped Quatre of his clothes and got out a hose. The began showering him with steaming hot water. The pain buried him he felt like he was on fire. He wasn't going to yell out in pain though he wasn't going to give them the satisfaction. Trowa please help me he thought.

The burns weren't severe enough to leave any scars thankfully but he was doubting more and more that Trowa would come for him.

End Flashback

Quatre turned around to see Trowa watching him. Quatre slowly walked towards him. He looked in his eyes and saw worry. He took Trowa's hand and place something in it. He then closed it before Trowa got a chance to see it. Quatre then turned and walked back to the house.

Trowa was confused he opened his hand to see the keychain. "Quatre. I'm not giving up on you. I won't make that mistake again.





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