"....." talking italics thinking *.....* action [.....] translation split screen means simulataneous event
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story, and it never happened in the series. just a fic
ps. I know timeline is screwed. Heero should be using Wing Zero, but for this fic, assume he uses Wing okay?
Wufei: *cough* "What the hell?" *cough* *cough*
Heero/Trowa: "We need clothes!"
Wufei: "Oh."
The four had already dashed back down the hall to their rooms, leaving Wufei to pick himself up. Having no reason to stay, after brushing himself off, Wufei continued his run to his beloved Nataku.
Heero: "Duo. Where did you hide all our things?"
Duo: "he he. Up here?"
Duo pulled out a string hidden behind the dresser and gave it a hard yank. With a loud clang, the grate covering a large vent fell, immediately followed by a river of clothes. Heero just stood and gawked at the completely covered Duo.
Heero: "You put. All our stuff. In there?" *points to vent*
Duo: "mlankjoha" *pulls clothes off himself* *gasps for breath* "Well yeah. Fooled you didn't we."
Heero: "....."
After digging through the pile of mostly black fabric, Duo pulled out a pair of black spandex shorts and a green tank top. Gathering it into a ball, he tossed it at Heero. "Here. Get dressed. I'll meet you in the truck"
With that said, Duo left the room. A little ways down the hall, Quatre and Trowa were pretty much doing the same thing.
By now, Quatre had also yanked the string and was busy looking through the pile for Trowa's usual clothes. Not that it was hard. Trowa's clothes were much larger than his, so he quickly found those tight ass jeans and a dark turtleneck. Throwing the bundle to him, Quatre let out a little sigh.
Quatre: "Maybe I should have picked something different."
Trowa: *pulls on turtleneck* "What are you talking about?"
Quatre: *stretches back* "It's just that you always were the same thing."
Trowa: *wiggles into jeans* "So do you."
Quatre: *slumps shoulders* "Never mind."
Now fully dressed, Trowa grabbed Quatre's arm and pulled him out of the room.
Trowa: "Let's go. The mission is the priority."
Quatre: *looks at the floor* "......" But..I think your lives are more important than the mission. Heero. Do you know? You might not live through this.....
Duo: *hanging arm outside the window* "Che. Missions sure like to come in at the wrong times."
Heero: "......"
Duo: *looks at Heero* "Oi. Say a little something. Heero is quiet but not mute."
Heero: "I already said that I'm not Heero. I'm Trowa."
Duo: "......." *looks hard at H* "Then why are you here with me and not over there?" *points to truck in next lane* "Also, you're using Wing aren't you? If you're not Heero, why are you using it?"
Heero: "......." *looks blankly at Duo* "I don't know."
Over by the other truck, Quatre had also asked Trowa the same questions except about Heavy Arms.
Trowa: "I don't know why. It's just where my body led me."
Quatre: "......." *looks searchingly at Trowa*
Trowa: *spares a glance at Quatre* "I'm only going to say it one more time. I'm not Trowa. The reason I'm over here is because......because..... *lets out breath* I don't have a reason except that it's what happened. I didn't think about it first."
Quatre: "Are you going to continue to do this?"
Trowa: "Do what?"
Quatre: "Do what your body tells you."
Trowa: "What?" *looks confused at Q*
Quatre: "....." *looks sad* "If you don't, you will die. Both of you. I really want to help you, but I don't know how far I can go. I might......"
Trowa: "Might.....?"
Quatre: "........"
Trowa: "Quatre?"
Quatre: "......" *looks ahead* "I won't let the both of you die."
Duo: "Oi. Are you sure you can pilot that thing?"
Trowa: "He's a gundam pilot. And he already used it once. There shouldn't be a problem."
Duo: "But!"
Heero: "I will be fine."
Quatre: "....."
Heero: "Quatre? What's the matter?"
Quatre: "You two. Don't forget....to listen to yourselves."
Heero: ".......Ryokai." [understood]
Random soldier (RS) : "General. There is still no sign of the Gundams."
General Ryller: "Have patience. Lady Une can not be wrong. Gundam will come."
A large scale explosion rocked the command post they were currently in. The right wing of the complex had been blown to bits.
RS: "General! Gundam 02 has been spotted in the right wing!"
RS: "Gundam 03 is headed for the south hanger!"
General Ryller: "Yosh! Activate the Mobile Dolls! Leos...."
Another series of explosions cut off the General. The entire south side of the base was hidden by smoke.
RS: "05 is blocking the exit of the Mobile dolls!"
RS: "Gundam 01 is.......AHHHHH"
Everyone in the command post took cover as Wing appeared over head, aiming its Buster Canon.
Heero: "Target. Lock on."
The blinding yellow, then half the east wing dissappeared.
General Ryller: "Damn gundams. Send out all the Leo's and Taurus. Whoever can pilot, grab a suit and go! I won't believe that 5 gundams can handle an army of 1000 mobile suits."
Duo: "He he. Anyone who sees me must die."
Quatre: "Duo. Take the group of Leo's in the centre. Wufei, take the Tauruses on the right."
Wufei: "Nataku. Let us show them our power."
Heavy Arms was about to shoot of a round of missiles when the ground beneith his feet started to move.
Trowa: "Na...Nani!?"
At various locations around the base, piece of earth lifted. The earth was merely a cover for the underground passages. <<role battle theme music>>
Hundreds upon hundreds of mobile suits emerged from the openings. The Taurus took flight while the Leo's charged at the nearest Gundam. Mobile dolls also sped toward the enemy whether it was in the air or ground.
Duo: "Shi....shimata!" [eq to damn]
Very soon, each gundam was surrounded by at least 50 suits. Each pilot let out their own battle cry as they ripped through the MS. Deathscythe Hell swung it's thermal scythe in a wide arch creating it's own circle of death. Using it's boosters, Sandrock lifted from the ground, spinning into a cyclone of sharp metal. Altron speared though any who dared step infront of it. Wing used it's beam saber while Heavy Arms used it's gatling gun. The gundams fought hard. They weren't losing, but they weren't winning either.
General Ryller: "Take that gundams. Report damage!"
RS: "02, 04, 05 destruction 80 %. 01 and 03 destruction at 60 %.
General Ryller: "What? Hn. That is different from the information Lady Une sent us. Good. Tell anyone around 01 and 03 to surround and destroy. We'll take out the weaker ones first."
Some of the taurus that were attacking Deathscythe and Sandrock broke off from their formation and flew towards Heavy Arms and Wing.
Duo: "What the...!"
Quatre: "Trowa! Heero! Look out!"
Trowa: "Hn." There's no need to waste the ammo. Just using the army knife will be fine.
Heavy Arms lowered the gatling gun and crouched, ready to charge at the enemy. The Leos moved, trying to work themselves into some form of formation. They didn't know what the gundam was going to do. Strangely thought, the gundam held still.
Duo: "OI! Heero! What are you doing!?"
Trowa: "Na....!" Come on. Go!
The Leo's continued running around, waiting for 03 to make it's move. But still nothing happened.
Quatre: "Heero!"
Wufei: "What are you waiting for? Attack!"
Trowa: "....!"
Trowa looked down at his controls. Everything was in operation. There wasn't enough damage to the gundam for a malfunction. He tried again. Still, Heavy Arms would not budge. "This is....!?" He looked down and tried to make Heavy Arms charge again. To his surprise, his arm didn't move. His mind started to reel. Heero pushed down the feeling of panic and willed his arm to move again. Nothing. What's this? Why? Why can't I move? This is not the time! What's happening? If I don't move soon, I'll be killed! Why?
Duo: "HEERO!!!"
Trowa clenched his eyes shut, bracing himself for the oncoming death. The sound of Duo's voice rang in his ears. Sorry. I'm leaving first.
A loud mechanical roar snapped Heero mind's out of it's daze. He opened his eyes to see the Leo that had charged at him being turned into swiss cheeze by the bullets shooting from his gatling gun. What? More Leos charged but were systamatically shot down. I.....I........I......
Trowa's hands clenched hard the controls.
Trowa: "I cannot die yet!"
With new life, Heavy Arms charged at its enemies slicing them down with it's army knife. Deathscythe stayed close, giving appropriate back up.
Quatre: *SR gets hit* "AHHHHH!!!!"
Heero: "Quatre!"
Quatre: *winces* "I'm .....fine. Take care of yourself."
Heero: "Ch'k so!"
Once again, the formation of the tauruses changed. They circled the two gundams like shark around their prey. Believing it better to separate the troop, Sandrock and Wing moved apart and charged at a random enemy. Wing darted back and forth, luring the suits into a line. After a good amount of MS had gathered in a small area, Wing lifted its beam canon.
Nothing.
No blinding yellow light. Nothing. Wing just stood there poised with the canon, but didn't fire.
Quatre: "Trowa!"
Heero: "....." What? Why won't it fire?
The MS had now moved and were charging at Wing, but they were easily dodged and Heero took aim again. The target was locked, and Heero pressed the trigger, but still nothing happened.
Heero: "Naze? U-te!" [why? shoot!]
A taurus charged and slammed Wing to the ground. Wing grabbed the beam saber and sliced it in half. Sandrock, which had finished off the MS that had followed it, froze in it's tracks.
Quatre: "Dame da! Trowa. U-Ah!." *winces in pain* [you can't.]
Heero: "Doshita no?" [what wrong?]
Inside Sandrock, Quatre clawed at his own chest. A look of pure pain on his face. He slumped forward in his seat, his hands covering his heart. I....won't let it happen. I don't want to lose anyone again. Please. I don't care what happens to me. Let me take their.....
"AHHHHH!"
Quatre cried out as Sandrock was shot in the back. Using shear will, he grabbed onto the controls and spun the gundam around to slice the offending Leo in half.
Heero: "Quatre? Daijobu ka?" [are you okay?]
Quatre: *breathing raggidly* "Don't......" "...fight...your body. You'll just...."
A taurus suddenly emerged behind Sandrock. Heero immediately took aim but again, the gun would not fire. In pure fury mixed with a tinge of panic, Wing charged over and destroyed the MS.
Quatre: *coughs* "You....are not....acting....like Heero. You can't do that. You have to....keep acting like Heero. Trowa. I know you can do it. Think.....what...Heero would do. " *cough*
Heero: "This is not the time to talk about that!" *dices a few MS*
Quatre: "Trust me. Trowa....I....can't....much longer...."
Heero watched in the monitor as Quatre doubled over in a fit of coughing. Worry swept over him. So strong was the feeling that it almost frightened him. Trowa's mind raced for ways to get both of them to safety. What to do? What to do!? Should I just grab Sandrock and fly away? But there are too many tauruses and we might not make it. And Wing is not functioning properly. K'so. What can I do?
Heero stole a quick glance at Quatre in the monitor again, and felt his heart stop. Quatre's hands were covered in blood and some was trickling down his chin.
Heero: "Quatre?" *eyes wide in shock* "What's happening to you?"
General Ryller: "Somebody report!"
RS: "Troops 1 through 10 have been completly destroyed."
RS: "05 is moving north."
RS: "Gundam 02, 03 are in a tough battle. Mobile dolls have made them their prime target."
RS: "04 seems to have stopped functioning. 01 is protecting it."
The general looked surprised. From what it looked like on the screen, it seemed they were losing. But from the reports, they appear to be winning. A smirk crossed his face. Then he started to laugh arogantly.
General Ryller: "Ha ha ha ha. What gundams? They are useless. OZ is the most powerful force in the universe. They are nothing. Change the program of the Mobile Dolls. Set their prime target as 03, and 01."
RS: "But general, wouldn't it be better to have them attack 04 instead."
General Ryller: "Baka mono! If their target was 04, then they won't attack 01. Gundam 01 is suppose to be the most powerful of the five. Besides, it's protecting 04 so that tactic is useless. This is the reason why I am the general and you are just a low ranking soldier. Do not question me! Just do as I say!"
Duo: "K'so. How many of them are there?"
Trowa: "Hundreds. This must have been a trap."
Duo: "It's a little late to realize that don't you think?" *swings scythe*
Trowa: "Just don't think about it."
Duo: *DSH gets hit* "AHHHHH" *spins DSH around, cuts suit in half* "Che. Why doesn't Trowa use that beam canon of his?"
Inside Wing's cockpit, one could see that Heero is actually trying very hard to fire the canon. Everytime Trowa willed himself to press the trigger, nothing would happen. His arm simply would not obey.
Duo: "If he used it, half the MS would be blown up right?"
Trowa: "It's not that simple. You have to choose when to use it very carefully. Buster canon only has three shots."
Duo: "NANI!?"
Wufei: "You two should stop chatting and concentrate on the battle."
Trowa: "Wufei."
Duo: "Heh. Where were you all this time?"
Wufei "Taking out everything on the south end."
Trowa: "Hn. So you were successful."
Wufei: "Nataku will not lose to anyone."
Duo: *glances at monitor* "If that's the case then go help Quatre and Trowa. They don't look ....."
Before Duo could finish his sentence, Wing fired it's bean canon eliminating half of mobile dolls.
Wufei: "They look fine to me."
Duo: "Well damn." *beap beap beap* "Nani?" [what?]
A half bashed Leo charged at Deathscythe. Heavy Arms swung into action, charging towards the mobile suit but halfway there, it stopped.
Trowa: "What?"
Standing tall as always, Heavy Arms unleashed a load of missles. Each one finding their mark in the enemy.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Wufei: "That was...!"
Duo: "Quatre!"
Heero: "Quatre!!"
Trowa: "What happened!?"
They all flipped on their monitors and yelled at Quatre's picture. The blonde boy was huddled in his seat, arms wrapped tightly around himself. The small body was shaking violently, and his breathing laboured.
Heavy Arm's monitor flashed signalling an attacker. Trowa immediately turned and charged at it slicing it with it's army knife. Just as he did so, Quatre let out another scream.
Duo: "Quatre! What's wrong!?"
Quatre didn't answer. He couldn't. He was struggling vainly to breathe.
Wing grabbed a fallen gun and started firing.
Quatre began to cough blood violently.
Wufei: "How can it...."
Duo: *eyes widen* "Heero! Trowa! Stop! You're going to kill him!"
Heero/Trowa: "What!?"
The enemy kept coming. A thousand mobile suits could not be destroyed this easily. Altron, Heavy Arms, and Wing fought back, but Deathscythe Hell lagged behind. Duo was too busy yelling at Heero and Trowa.
Trowa: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Heero: "There's a time and place for that discussion and it's not here."
Wufei: "Kisama. Pay attention!"
Deathscythe took a few more hits and fell to the ground. Heavy Arms did not fair well either mainly using it's army knife. His missiles were running low too. Wing, who had been trying to protect Sandrock from any attacks, was outnumbered. Having used up all his shots, the only weapon it had left was the beam saber. Altron was the only one doing reletively okay, but being the only gundam 100% functional, the fighting seemed fruitless.
Duo: "Baka! You guys have to understand. Quatre is trying to protect you! He's feeling you're body's pain for you. Don't you get it? "
Heero: "You're not making any sense to me!"
Trowa: "Can't you explain anything quicker? Attack!"
Duo: "Teme!"
"D....Duo....."
Duo: "Quatre? Oi! Daijobu ka?"
Quatre: *breathing hard* "I....." *cough's blood* "I'm...this.....this is the best....I can do. Gomen. Minna. "
Wufei: "You....Don't be stupid! There's no reason for you to appologize. Just don't die!"
Quatre: "I......can't...make that....promise. Wufei. " *winces* *starts puking blood*
Heero: "QUATRE!!"
Quatre: *looks up weakly* *smiles slightly* "Trowa. You...will forever be....the most..... important person......to.. me." *eyes close*
Sandrock is hit and falls backwards, hard. Somebody cried out Quatre's name. All four gundams rushed over to shield their fallen companion. On the monitor, they could see Quatre lying limply in his seat. Heero kept called his name over and over, but there was no response. They all feared the worst, but wouldn't believe in it. None of them would accept the possibility of one of their own falling for a reason other than self-destruction.
Duo: "Ch'k so!"
Wufei: "We have to split up. This is useless."
Duo: "We can't just leave Quatre!"
Trowa: "......"
Heero: "..I.....will not leave him."
Wufei: "But if we stay like this we'll all die."
Duo: "......"
Wufei: "Then let me go. I'll lure the enemy away." *makes to move Altron*
Duo: "NO! I'm going!" *sends Deathscythe forward*
Trowa: "Duo NO!"
Wufei: "Duo!"
Duo: *charging away* "Wufei stay here and protect them! You're the only one who can. I am the god of death. I can't die this easily."
Trowa: "DUO!!!"
Letting out his very distinguished war cry, Duo rushed the enemy. Trowa tried to follow in Heavy Arms but felt an odd need to stay. I was as if an invisible barrior was keeping him there. He watched as Deathscythe was surrounded and shot to the ground. He listnened to Duo cry out in pain. Heero's mind screamed go! But his body said stay. Much was the same in Trowa's mind. His mind said to stay. He had to protect Sandrock. But his body yelled for him to go and aid Deathscythe. Trowa had to fight his body to keep it from sending Wing forward.
A searing pain charged through both Trowa and Heero. They both cried out. Wufei heard them but could not help because he was too busy fighting off the MS headed their way.
Trowa: "Nanda...korewa.." [what is this]
Heero: "kanada ga......i-tai....." [body...hurts]
"Wh AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH"
Both Trowa and Heero's head snapped up at the sound of Duo's scream. They watched as the bat-like wing on Deathscythe Hell got blown away. Neither could take it any longer.
Trowa: "This is all my fault. If I were me, then this entire thing wouldn't have happened."
*slumps forward*
Trowa: If I was the one using Wing the mission would be simple. "I'm not suppose to use this gundam! Why did I use it?"
*gets hit but doesn't flinch*
Trowa: I...I just wanted him to know. I just wanted him to know! I wanted our relationship like theirs. But we're different people. There's no way it could be the same. "I was so stupid."
Trowa: "......" I..don't want to be like him. I don't want to be like Trowa. There's no reason to be like Trowa. Because, the person that he wants...is Heero. The one Duo really cares for...is Heero. Right?
Trowa: "I...don't want to be anyone else."
"I just.....I just....."
"I WANT TO BE MYSELF!!!!"
Heero: "This is all my fault. Why did I ever... why did I......This never should have happened."
*wraps arms tighter about himself*
Heero: "I....never wanted any of this to happen." I wanted to protect him, not hurt him. I thought I needed Heero's strength. But we're too different. I have my own way of doing things.
*fires shots from Wing's head*
Heero: "I..don't need any one elses strength. I have my own." What I really need....is a heart. And I got it. He gave it back to me. Filled it up again. I never needed anything more.
Heero: "....." I just wanted him to feel safe. To have peace of mind. But the only person that can give him that.....the only person that can make Quatre happy......is Trowa. Has always been!
Heero: "I don't want to be someone else"
"....I......I....."
"I WANT TO BE MYSELF!!!!"
Wufei looked towards Heavy Arms again, waiting for it's next move. But it stood still, in a fighting position, next to the fallen Sandrock. Wufei smirked. "That's the way it's suppose to be."
Without something to protect, Altron was able to move freely. The remaining mobile suits were no match for the gundams. All 200 became scrap metal.
The general slammed his fist into the control panel. His face set in a snarl.
General Ryller: "Impossible. Five gundams cannot defeat 1000 mobile suits."
RS: "General! 01 and 05 is....AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Wing loamed over the tower and in a mightly sweap, chopped the tower in two. Altron waited for Wing to move, then roasted the rest of the complex. What was once an impressive looking OZ base, was now no more than a chunk of charred land accented by scrap metal all around.
Duo: "Yosh! Heero. Matta ai wa ne." [hey, we meet again.]
Heero smiled slightly. His eyes slightly misty. He held out his hand, which Duo took, and pulled him out of the cockpit. Once Duo was outside, Heero pulled him in to a tight embrace.
Duo: "Oi. Oi! Heero.... It's Heero right?."
Heero: "......" *holds D tighter*
Duo: *gasps* *pounds Heero's back* "OI! AIR! AIR! RIBS!!"
Nothing in his past could have prepared him for this. No amount of training. No amount of pain. No amount of killing. No masacre he ever witnessed could compare to the scene inside. Blood covered Sandrock's control panels. Red handprints marked the screens where Quatre had touched. The pilot's body looked pale and lifeless. The gold of his hair was streaked with the same red running down face. His clothes stained by the vital liquid. Trowa's mask fell off in a million pieces. His hands covered his mouth to stiffle the gasp. Long forgotten tears threatened to spill as he looked at the prone body of his love, his life, his heart.
Trowa unbuckled the safety harness and gently slid his hands beneith the figure. Carefully lifing him as if he would break from the contact. Trowa carried Quatre outside the gundam and sat down on Heavy Arm's hand. The other's watched as he craddled the small form in his arms like a baby. Nobody dared to disturb them.
Through misty eyes, Trowa looked down at Quatre's face. He looks like he's sleeping. So peaceful. So beautiful. Can I disturb your peace? Would you be mad at me if I woke you? Quatre! Trowa burried his face in the golden strands. They clung to his face as hot tears moistened them. A warm breeze blew past them. The only thing that dared to come close. Trowa lifted his face. Such a gentle breeze did not belong at such a moment. He wanted to curse nature. Wanted to curse everything, but nothing would come out of his mouth. He looked down at Quatre's face again, using the back of his hand to brush against his cheek. Is it my imagination or do you seem warmer? Hmm? The colour seems to have come back to your cheeks. The pink on your lips. Long fingers traced it's outline. Let me say it once. All I need is one time. Let me say it to your face as myself. I want you to hear it.....
Hear me say I love you.
Trowa closed the gap between them in a final kiss.
Trowa's eye's flashed open. He looked down to see Quatre tentatively licking his finger.
Quatre: "Hm. Salty. That means it's real. Trowa's been crying ne?"
Trowa: "Qu.....Quatre?"
Quatre: "Hai."
Seeing Trowa's shocked expression, Quatre flashed him the most brilliant smile he could muster. Trowa sat stalk still for a moment, then pulled him close in a crushing embrace.
Quatre: "MMMTHPHTH!!!"
Trowa: "Hm?" *eases back a little*
Quatre: "I CAN'T BREATHE!!"
Trowa: "OH." *lets him go*
Quatre: *pants for breath* "That's the problem with big people. Don't know when they're crushing someone small." *takes deep breath* "Haaaaa. Now. You had something to tell me?"
Trowa: *open's and shuts his mouth* *looks off to the side* "Never mind."
Quatre crosses his arms over his chest in mock annoyance but the effect was broken since he almost fell off Trowa's lap and Heavy Arm's hand. Of course, Trowa caught him just in time. Blue met deep green, both drowning in the gaze. Finally Quatre broke it off and gave him a cute closed-eyed smile.
Quatre: "Trowa. You almost killed me so I guess we're even ne?"
Trowa: "?" *thinking pose* "Yes."
Quatre: *smiles bigger* "Na.....how about for the emotional stress you put me through?"
Trowa: ".......? I suppose I owe you for that."
"na....." Quatre formed his right hand into a fist, shined it like one would an apple, and right hooked Trowa square in the jaw.
"That is for always coming up with a plan everytime Heero was about to crack."
The boys stored their gundams away back into the mountains. They would bring them to the Maganac base for repairs once they finished with the school's transfer records. Eventhough Quatre declared that he was alright, the rest of them insisted that he get checked out at a hospital. Waiting had been stressful since they all feared internal damage. They had all seen the amout of blood in the Sandrock's cockpit after Trowa annouced the Quatre was alive and well. Although they were trained terrorists, it took every once of self discipline they had to keep their knees from buckling. The look on Quatre's face when he came out accompanied by the doctor didn't exactly ease their fears.
Quatre: *looks away* "......."
Doctor: "He's fine. Got low blood pressure but I hear he lost a lot of blood recently. His body is quite weak at the moment, but rest is all he needs."
Quatre: "Thank you doctor, now can we all just go...?" *pushes Trowa towards the door*
Trowa: *twists body so Q can't push him* "Is there anything we can do for him?"
Quatre: "NO!" Doctor: "Yes actually."
Duo: *cover's Q's mouth* "So what can we do to make him better soon?"
Quatre: "MMMPPHHHRTH!" *stomps on D's foot*
Duo: "OW!" *lets go of Q*
Doctor: "You can make sure he eats. And properly. He's suffering from minor malnutrition. You don't want his anorexia to develope further."
Trowa/Duo/Heero/Wufei: "ANOREXIA?"
Quatre: "I am NOT ANOREXIC!"
Trowa: ".......I rarely see him eating anything besides fruit. And always drinking tea."
Wufei: "Explains why he's so skinny."
Duo: "And small"
Heero: *nods* "......."
Quatre: *glares at doctor* "I hate you."
Back at the school, the G-boys gathered around their usual table. By now it was past dinner time so they were the only ones left in the cafeteria. How are they suppose to get food then? Why simple. They pick the locks to the fridge. Now Duo has happily eating a ton of food ranging from salad, to chicken wings, lasagne, fried rice, and healthy pita wraps.
Trowa set down a very healthy tray of salad, lemon chicken, fried rice, and chocolate mouse for desert, infront of a very disobediant looking Quatre.
Trowa: "Enjoy."
Quatre: "Oh yay. Food."
Heero: "You'll never grow bigger if you don't eat."
Quatre: "Who said I wanted to grow bigger? And it's not like you're very big."
Trowa: *chuckles* "......"
Quatre: "Oh shut up."
Wufei: "There's something you don't hear everyday. Someone telling Trowa to shut up."
Trowa: "Ah. Only he would."
The G-boys continued their small talk and constant taunting of Quatre's eating habits. Then, dinner was over and the subject changed to what's been happening over the past few weeks. Inevitably, Quatre, Wufei, and Duo had to explain their ur...actions to Trowa and Heero.
Heero/Trowa: ".........."
Wufei/Duo/Quatre: *sweatdrop* "........"
Trowa: *unreadable stare* "So you.." *points to Q* "Were the mastermind behind all that."
Quatre: *giant sweatdrop* "Eh heh.....he he...." *starts backing away*
Quatre: "Ano...." I thought he would say that to Wufei.....
Trowa: "Did you like Relena chasing me?"
Quatre: "Well yes. That was rather funny...:"
Duo: "She was hilarious!"
Wufei: "Didn't know she could go neko like that." [neko is cat]
Duo, Wufei and Quatre start cracking up as they remember what Relena put the two boys through. Needless to say, neither Trowa nor Heero was pleased.
Heero: "And another thing. What was that thing with.....who was it? Wufei?" *very penetrating stare*
Trowa: "Hm....and the constant flirting everywhere." *stare to match Heero's*
Duo: "Ooooh. Very bad. They still act like each other."
Wufei: "I have a feeling I'm going to be a pei-king duck."
Quatre: "Shall we make a run for it?"
The three look at each other, then simulaneously nod. "We shall. RUN!"
The trio dash in different directions, running without looking back. Heero and Trowa exchange glances, a smug look on their faces. They nod too, and head off in their own direction.
Duo ran around the halls, following no distinguishable path. He turned right, then left, not caring where he was running to. All he knew was, that if he didn't get away, something very bad, or very good depending on how you look at it, was going to happen. Somehow, when Duo ran out of breath, he found himself on the roof. He glance around but found no one in sight. Heaving a sigh of relief, Duo layed down on the floor to look up at the sky. The moon was full taking some of the brightness out of the stars. I keep forgeting to ask him if he ever looks at the moon. Duo heard the click of the door and upon instinct, drew his gun and aimed.
Duo: "Heero!"
Heero: "Oi."
Duo: "Cha! Guess you found me. Alright alright I'm sorry for messing with your minds. You happy now?"
Heero: *walks towards D* "No. What are you doing?" *sits down next to D*
Duo: "Looking at the moon. Do you ever do that?"
Heero: "........"
Duo: "On the colonies it looks like a graveyard. But from earth it looks different." *looks at moon*
Heero: "I won't look at it."
Duo: "Huh? Why? It's.....nice." *shrugs*
Heero: *touches D's hair lightly* "'Cause I'm too busy looking at you."
Somewhere inside the school, Trowa and Quatre were having an exceptional game of cat and mouse. Trowa being the cat of course, and Quatre being the mouse.
Quatre: "Damnit! How do you run so fast!?" *stumbles*
Trowa: "I had Relena as my trainer."
Quatre: "What do you...... want from me?" *zips around corner*
Trowa rounds the corner too but Quatre had already dissappeared. He put his hands on his hips, taking a little breather. "That all depends....on when I catch you."
Quatre had somehow managed to escape Trowa long enough to get back to his room. Checking to make sure nobody was in the hall, he shut the door and locked it tight. He rested his head against the door letting out a deep breath, when stong arms suddenly encircled his waist.
"Game over."
Quatre: "Trowa!? When did you..."
Trowa: *slight smile* "Hm... It's a secret."
Quatre: *lets out breath in defeat* "Fine I lose. What would you like as a prize Mr. Winner?"
Trowa laughed. A whole hearted and amused laugh. Quatre turned in his arms and looked at him questioningly, before he realized his own bad pun. Then Quatre started to laugh too.
Trowa: "Why, I believe you'd be a lovely prize Mrs. Winner."
Quatre: "Mrs. Ha! In your dreams." *mock pout*
Trowa: *kisses pouting Q* "Someday. Hopefully. If you will."
They continue standing there by the door, Trowa trailing soft kisses down Quatre's neck. Quatre closed his eyes and surrendered to the onslaught. He felt like he was floating, then realized that his feet were indeed not on the ground. His eyes flashed open in surprise, just as he was placed gingerly onto Trowa's bed.
Quatre: "Trowa?"
Trowa: "Now I'll say what I didn't earlier."
Quatre: "Huh?"
He looked down at the angelic face. Brushing away the bangs which looked silver in the moonlight. He took another long moment, just drinking in the image. Then, leaning down so that their foreheads touched, Trowa whispered,
"I love you."
