A Farewell
Trowa looked out of the window in the room they shared. Prince Quatre still lying on the bed, his eyes surveyed the kingdom beneath them. It had been twenty years since he last saw him and he prayed that he was ruling Langit now with Relena by his side. And perhaps he was happy. Perhaps they would meet again and he would tell him why he did what he did. Perhaps he would forgive him.
And his eyes rested on a figure beneath the tower's window staring up at him.
Through his flittering hair and worn clothes he saw his violet eyes and the scars on his back. And Trowa knew.
Duo looked up at him, smiled sadly and turned around disappearing into the dark forest. Trowa knew he would never see him again. And he knew he was wrong. Perhaps in time he would forgive himself.
He brought out the single white feather. And brought it to his nose, inhaling what Duo used to be. He kissed it lightly and let it fall out of the window. Never taking his eyes off the dancing sliver of white as it was devoured by the world beneath him.
notes: i originally intended for the fic to end here, but my cuz said i should make a happy ending for once so i did, it can be found in the playboy page. So all of those needing a little hug after reading all that angst can click on the link below and go read the ending i made for her. But for me this is the real ending.