Alas, I still don't own Gundam Wing.
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'Why do I feel so dejected? He never said he loved me, I haven't even told him....'
Quatre walks slowly though the park in his back yard.
'I wish I could tell him.'
He sits under a tree.
"I really wish I could....."
Quatre struggles not to cry.
'I wish I could tell him that I love him.'
He starts to sob silently and curls up into a ball.
'Why me? Why must I suffer through this? Why must I love him? I wish I could tell him. But every movement of his makes me blush. It's hard to get near him without feeling so strange.'
Quatre slows his crying and uncurls.
'I really shoud be getting back to the house. Duo would worry. But I so wish He would...'
Quatre almost starts to cry again but gets control and drys his eyes.
"Little one?"
Quatre's eyes widen as he sees Trowa.
"T...Trowa? What are you doing out here?"
"Looking for you."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
'Why him? why didn't Duo come? I am alone with Him.... Can I tell him finally? Maybe?'
"I dunno.... I would have thought Duo was more likely to come for me...."
"Would you have prefered him to come?"
"Oh no! I mean.... Oh, nevermind."
'Why must I be stuck with him? He messes with my mind....'
Trowa turns to leave.
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah... I'm sorry... My mind kinda wandered..."
"Fine."
'How can I tell him? How? I must, somehow...'
Trowa continues to the house as Quatre follows and fights with himself.
"Quatre?"
"Y... Yes?"
"Why were you crying?"
'He saw! Can I ever tell him the real reason? Can I think of any other?'
"Umm...."
"Little one?"
"Oh, I'm sorry... I dunno really why..."
"If you won't tell me now, perhaps later."
"Umm......"
'Why do I get so speechless around him? Is it because I adore him so? I really love him. Can't I ever tell him?'
They reach the house and go inside with Quatre's confession never said.
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'Why do I feel so dejected? He never said he loved me, I haven't even told him....'
Quatre walks slowly though the park in his back yard.
'I wish I could tell him.'
He sits under a tree.
"I really wish I could....."
Quatre struggles not to cry.
'I wish I could tell him that I love him.'
He starts to sob silently and curls up into a ball.
'Why me? Why must I suffer through this? Why must I love him? I wish I could tell him. But every movement of his makes me blush. It's hard to get near him without feeling so strange.'
Quatre slows his crying and uncurls.
'I really shoud be getting back to the house. Duo would worry. But I so wish He would...'
Quatre almost starts to cry again but gets control and drys his eyes.
"Little one?"
Quatre's eyes widen as he sees Trowa.
"T...Trowa? What are you doing out here?"
"Looking for you."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
'Why him? why didn't Duo come? I am alone with Him.... Can I tell him finally? Maybe?'
"I dunno.... I would have thought Duo was more likely to come for me...."
"Would you have prefered him to come?"
"Oh no! I mean.... Oh, nevermind."
'Why must I be stuck with him? He messes with my mind....'
Trowa turns to leave.
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah... I'm sorry... My mind kinda wandered..."
"Fine."
'How can I tell him? How? I must, somehow...'
Trowa continues to the house as Quatre follows and fights with himself.
"Quatre?"
"Y... Yes?"
"Why were you crying?"
'He saw! Can I ever tell him the real reason? Can I think of any other?'
"Umm...."
"Little one?"
"Oh, I'm sorry... I dunno really why..."
"If you won't tell me now, perhaps later."
"Umm......"
'Why do I get so speechless around him? Is it because I adore him so? I really love him. Can't I ever tell him?'
They reach the house and go inside with Quatre's confession never said.