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Till There Was You
By: AnitaRealityCheck
She sat in her office crying. Something she hadn't done in almost five years, not since Mariemaia came into her life, not since she found someone to live for and care for. It was just the memories that came crashing down on her all at once since Mari refused to come home from the boarding school this year. Her reasoning was that she had so much to get done and really needed to stay and use the resources. Lady Une said alright and then hung up the phone.
So now she sat there crying. She failed to realize that she had left the door open and that two figures stood outside the door.
"This is the first year she's been alone since Mariemaia came into the picture, isn't it?" Quatre asked his tall friend.
"I believe so." Trowa answered. This wasn't the first time he'd seen her break down. There was the time he joined Oz, but then again he had no idea what that was even about and then there was the time Mari had announced she wanted to go to boarding school. He also clearly remembered when Noin and Sally held a world wide search for the former Oz colonel right after the war.
After learning that Treize had definitely died in the Eve battle she had disappeared. What they didn't know was that before the battle he'd drawn up a will, this will stated she was to receive everything. No one was exactly sure when he had it made, but some did believe that it was drawn up sometime after he found out about the young colonel being shot. So, when they found her, it was in the closet of the master bedroom of Treizes summer estate.
When Trowa, Noin and Quatre found her there, she was a complete mess. It looked as though she hadn't eaten in the month that she had been gone. It took Quatre and Noin three hours to convince her to eat something and another three hours to convince her to vacate her vice grip on one of Treizes uniforms. All it took to get her out of the closet was Trowa. All he did was walk in, picked her up, and walked out of the room. The moment he picked her up she let go of the uniform.
Now he stood there watching her crumble yet again. For whatever reason, he wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be alright. He turned to leave back to his office before he did anything that he would possibly regret. Quatre followed him.
"You need to do something before you work yourself in to an early grave." Quatre stated as they entered the room.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Trowa said sitting down and looking through what was left of the paperwork that Une put on his desk that morning.
"You have been doing this for the last four years, Trowa. You are almost like a stalker the way you silently watch her. It creeps me out, so I can only imagine what she may think, if she has even noticed." Quatre sat down across from him and frowned. "I was there when things didn't work out for Noin and Zechs."
"You also waited for nearly a year after that disaster and then you asked her…" Quatre put a hand up to stop him.
"I was there for her. Yes, I waited a year before asking her out, but I was there for her long before then."
"And I believe you told her 'Every woman deserves a man who looks at her everyday like it's the first time he saw her.'" Trowa chuckled.
"I love her and that's what matters. Look where she and I are now."
"Married. Noin's not even her last name anymore, but we can't go around calling her Winner now can we." Trowa finished the paperwork and stood up. "Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to go deliver these papers to Lady Une." Trowa walked around the desk.
"Talk to her Trowa. She needs to know someone cares. It's been five years." Quatre stood up and left his friend to contemplate what had just occurred.
"She'll never have me Quatre." Trowa called out to his friend. Quatre stopped in the doorway.
"Was it not about three years ago that you gave me this same advice?" Quatre asked.
"Both Heero and myself actually." Trowa leaned against the desk. "We were tired of watching you tear yourself apart because you felt guilty about something that was not even your fault to begin with, Quatre."
"And ever since you started here you have thrown yourself into your work. I don't know which is worse, but I know you won't be happy till you can express your feelings for her." Then Quatre turned out of the office.
Trowa took a few moments to compose himself. He knew Quatre was right. Quatre was almost always right. If he hadn't been right about Noin, there would be no way the man would be married or expecting his second child. Quatre's first child was born one year to the day that he and Noin started dating and the two were wed within one year of that joyful occasion. They named the boy after Quatre's father and with this one they decided to name her after his sister. If they are to have another boy, it would be after Noins favorite brother, Luciedio.
Trowa stood out side the open door to Unes office. He didn't know that at least six pairs of eyes were watching him as he knocked on the open door. Une jumped about five feet in the air and then instantly grabbed a tissue to wipe her eyes.
"Yes?" she said. She stood up and then turned to look out the window, just so that Trowa wouldn't see how red her eyes were.
"Here is the last of the paper work you wanted me to complete." He said placing the pile on her desk.
"Thank you." She said as she watched his reflection in the window. He turned to leave when he saw the guys watching.
"Lady Une, I was wondering…" She turned to look at him. He started to panic internally and in turn shook his head. "Never mind." He turned and left her office.
"Get back in there Barton." Wufei said from where he stood outside the door. Trowa turned to take scenic route when he was confronted with Quatre, Duo and Heero.
'You have to be kidding me.' He thought to himself.
"Trowa, is there an issue?" Une asked watching him.
"Look," he said as he turned to face her. "I really like you and I would like to know if you will go out with me." He heard the words and instantly cursed himself out for sounding like a child.
"Nice." Duo snickered. There was the sound of a gun firing. "HEY! Watch were you are shooting that thing."
Une stared at him for a long moment and then smiled. The man stood still watching her almost afraid to know what was truly going on in her mind. He could only imagine the berating he'd receive just for asking. Most of the Preventers were afraid of her, and that was only due to them either being former Oz soldiers or Treize faction members. Not to mention the small handful of former Mariemaia members and of course the Elite team, the Gundam Pilots, Zechs, Noin, Sally and of course Une.
"What time?" She said looking at him.
"Tell her Friday night at eight." Quatre whispered. "I'll send you two to a nice restaurant."
"Friday at eight?" He formed it more into a question than an actual statement.
"Lovely." Une smiled at him. Trowa then pushed past Wufei and he was followed by Quatre.
"See, it was not that hard." Quatre said following the brunette into his office.
"I sounded like a teenager."
"Nerves." Quatre smiled knowingly.
"…" was all the blonde was answered with.
"You'll be fine." Quatre sat down in a chair and thought a moment. "OH! There is a little Spanish restaurant that she'll just love. It is called Esparenzas. Wonderful food and a romantic atmosphere."
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"Quatre, how is Zayeed?" Trowa asked.
"Being a little terror, as most two year olds are." Quatre smiled. "I feel bad for the person who gets to watch him."
"And that would be?"
"Wait for it." Quatre put his hand up.
"QUATRE!" came the high pitched screech of one annoyed Foreign Prime Minister. She swept into the office and deposited a black haired toddler into the blondes lap. "WHY!" She went to the door and stood there staring at him with a look that could kill.
"What did he do?" Quatre inquired. He looked at his son, who looked up innocently at his father and then turned his attention to Relena with an evil little grin on his angelic face.
"Do you know who gave this to me?" She held up a teddy bear that had been decapitated and un stuffed.
"No." Quatre answered honestly.
"I'll give you five guesses but you will only need one! He's a little shorter than Trowa, is not Chinese, Latin, American, or Arabic!"
"Heero." Quatre stated. He looked back down at his son who was trying to pull away from him and scamper off to cause havoc and destruction.
"Exactly. I love this thing! AND YOUR SON DESTROYED IT! There is stuffing all over my office, not to mention the damage that has been done to the front of my desk with crayons! Are you sure they gave you the right child? I mean what happened? He was so sweet! I don't even know who he gets it from."
"Why is Relena watching him?" Trowa asked ignoring the womans rant about how horrible Quatre's child was acting.
"I asked." Quatre shrugged. "It is only for the day. Lucrezia is to be in meetings most of the day anyways."
"Take him with you. Back to your office!" It was then that Quatre caught a glimpse of something on the young womans left ring finger.