"You didn't have to do this." Trowa mummured as he helped Quatre set up the roll-away cot in a corner of the hotel room.
"It really wasn't any trouble."
"I could've just slept on the floor."
"Trowa, you know I won't let you. Besides, I don't mind if..."
"It wouldn't have been too hard for me to get myself a room. That's what I had planned on doing in the first place."
"Oh..." He let out a dejected sigh.
"Quatre, I...I didn't mean it like that." He put a hand on the other boy's shoulder. "In fact I..." His voice trailed off as their eyes met. Suddenly, Trowa looked away, flushed with embarrassment.
"Trowa..." Tentatively, Quatre reached out to him.
Trowa stared at his hand, bewildered. 'Can this really be happening..." His heart began to race.
Slowly, he reached out till their fingertips were barely touching. Gentlly, he slipped his hand upward so that their palms pressed lightly together. Soon, they were claspping each others hands. They leaned in closer. 'It feels like a dream...'
"Quatre, I..."
"Yes?" He looked up at him, his eyes pratically shining in the dim light.
"I...I..." Was all Trowa managed to stammer as a knot swelled in his throat. He turned away again, biting his lip. 'I can't tell him!' Slowly he pulled away from Quatre. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he tried to hold them back. 'He can never see me cry...'
"Trowa, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." He whispered, climbing onto the bed and turning so he had his back to him. "I'm just tried, that's all."
"Guess that means 'good night', huh?" He stood up.
"Yes," He muttered, face buried in the pillow.
Sighing, Quatre walked into the bathroom and got ready for bed. As he climbed under the covers, he looked toward Trowa, huddled up in a ball apparently sleeping. "Aishiteru, Trowa." He whispered, turning out the light.
A tear fell onto Trowa's pillow.
Two years after the war...
Speeding down a dark mountain road somewhere in the backwoods of Tennesse in a 1983 Bronco, Duo cranked up the volume until the music counld be heard well into the into the distance. Feeling even perkier than normal, he started singing along.
"Some day, I'll be Saturday night.
I'll be back on my feet.
I'll be doin' alright.
There may not be a tommorow
But baby, that's okay
Cuz I ain't goin' down!
I'm gonna find a way!"
He let out a whoop and sang even louder.
"HEY MAN! I'm alive!
I'm taking each day and night
At a time!
Yeah, I'm down
But I know I'll get by!
Hey! Hey! Hey! HEY MAN!!
I'm gonna live my life
Like I ain't got nuthin'
But this roll of the dice!
I'm feeling like a Monday,
But some day I'll be
Saturday Night!
He drove through the wide on gates and pulled up the road till he was at the front steps of a manison. Laughing manically, he leapt out the car and sang [screamed] at the top of his lungs:
"I'M FEELING LIKE A MONDAY!
BUT SOME DAY I'LL BE SATURDAY
NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Quatre watched Duo as he pranced up the walk, his long braid wagging like a tail behind him. He couldn't help smiling at him.
I'm not the sort of person
Who falls
In and quickly out of love
But to you I give my affection
Right from the start...
"Quatre?" Trowa spoke softly on the other end of the line. "Did you hear what I just said?"
"Oh sorry!" He turned from the window and lifted the reciever closer to his ear. "My mind wandered off. W-what were you saying?"
I have a lover who loves me...
"I'll be working near Bristol this time, so I'm going to try and get some time off to visit you. In fact," He purred. "I may just be by very soon."
Yet, still you get my attention...
"Alright..." He seemed distant as he listened to the footsteps coming down the hall.
"You...you sounded a little tired." Trowa's voice cracked a little, but he quickly regain composure. "I'll let you go now. Good-bye, little one. I'll be with you soon."
"Good-bye, Trowa." He had just hung up the phone as Duo bounded into the room.
"Hiya, Q-man!" His voice rang with bubblily giddness.
"Hello, Duo." Try as he might, Quatre couldn't hide the sadness in his voice.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing really." He faked a smile, knowing that Duo didn't believe him. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to a race in Alanta."
"Alanta?!" Duo blinkedk, then laughed. "I said 'Bristol', not Alanta! Geez, Q, you must have really been out of it when I called you."
"I've...just been a little under the weather...So, how did the race go?"
"Damn it, Quatre!" He snapped. "Quit changing the subject and tell me what's wrong."
"Duo...p-please quit asking me." He sobbed.
"Hey," Gently, he put his hands on the blonde boy's shoulders. "I just want to know so I can help you out. I didn't mean to piss you off or anything." His voice had became softer now, almost a whisper.
Feeling guilty,
Worried.
Waking form tormented sleep
This old love has me bound
But the new love cuts deep...
He looked up into those deep violet eyes, so warm and full of...of...
'Love?' Quatre's heart pounded in his chest. 'Can he really be in love with me?' His lip trembled 'But Trowa...' He felt suddenly sick and dizzy. "Dammit, I'm so confused."
If I choose now,
I'll lose out
Oh...one of you has to fall!
And I need you!
And you....
"What are you confused about?"
"About you!" He cried. "And Trowa. I...I love him so damn much, but I don't even know if he even realizes it! He's just so..so cold and distant..." Tears streamed down his face. "I want him to act like you! All I ever wanted from him is for him to open up to me and tell me how he felt!" He collapsed against Duo, crying uncontrolablly.
"Quatre!" Duo was taken completely off guard. He stood like a statue for a moment. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around his friend.
Why do you come here?
When you know I've got troubles enough.
Why do you call me?
When you know I can't answer the phone.
You make me lie
When I don't want to!
And you make someone else
Some kind of an unknowing fool!
Softly, a figure crept up the stairs. Clutched in his hand was a dozen roses. A slight smile was on his lips.
'Tonight's the night!' He thought, walking down the hall. 'Tonight I'm going to tell Quatre everything I've wanted to say to him since that night in San Fransico! And this time, I won't get scared and back out!' Taking a deep breathe, he reached for the door.
Are you so strong...
Or is all the weakness in me?
He barely stifled a cry of surprise as he opened the door.
Duo...
Quatre...
In each other's arms?!
"No..." He sobbed under his breathe as the roses fell to the floor. Slowly, he pulled the door close. It felt like his heart froze. A nasty, dizzy sickness fell over him. 'This...this just can't be happening...' He choked back his tears. 'I wait too long for this night, and now...' "Oh god, please don't let this be true!"
Why do you come here?
And pretend to be just passing by.
When I mean to see you!
And I mean to hold you!
Tightly...
As quietly as he had came, Trowa was gone.
To be continued...
If I get good reviews on this, I promise to post the sequel. If you hate it, then I'll spare you the trouble of knowing the rest of this! (Oh, if anyone wants to chat with me, come to Anime Chat. I come on as "Xellos M." usually.)
