Quatre and Trowa are my favorite couple. I usually want to pair them up and have a H&R hook up too. This story is not really a story. It is basically 4 thoughts one 3 and vice versa. The original story actually had a plot....but oh well. I'm a sentimentalist, what can I say. Sorry it's so short, a few words are enough. Too many spoil it. With out further adieu, on with the story!
Sleeping Angles
Quatre rubbed the silk covers up to his skin. The light blue of the sheets was soft and slightly pastel. A sudden sigh made him look at his lover. Feel Trowa's arm slowly wrap around his bare waist. He snuggled into his lovers arms and rested his head on his chest. He loved Trowa so much. What had happened to him before, that hurt him so. Quatre wished for the hundredth time that day that he could kiss that pain away. That he could carry some of those uncried tears for Trowa. But he couldn't. All he could do was love him every few seconds, and keep Trowa covered in loving comfort and support. He hugged Trowa tighter and cried a few tears of his own. The pain of knowing he couldn't help him much.
"Trowa. I hope you have good dreams. I love you so much. Just smile, once, for me. Know I love you more then life itself. I wish I could take all that pain away. Wish I could be with you all the time. All I can give you is love. I know it's not enough......God, I love you Trowa! It hurts I do so much. But let me hold you, and love you. It's all I want. To make you happy."
He pushed his head closer and sighed himself. "I love you Trowa. Forever. I don't deserve someone as good as you."
Quatre closed his eyes and feel asleep. The breathing of his lover making him droopy.
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Trowa smiled softly as he listened to Quatre's speech. He had been laying there all night. Unable, and perhaps unwilling, to sleep. The feel of Quatre's soft hair, his soft skin, and innocence of his manner.
"Are you an angle Quatre? A cherb? Or are you a God? It is said that God is loving and kind. Are you him? Or are you just Quatre? As close as a Human can get to those things. How do you have so much love little one? How can you kill, and then help a kitten get down from a tree? How much is it possible to care about others? I know I don't tell you enough. But I see all those little things you do. I saw you sneak to the kicten to make Duo those cookes, and change the TV to Wu Fei's favorite show. I know how you fix all our gundams when were not looking. How you are always willing to give me a kiss or a hug at the blink of am eye. I know you love me little one. I love you to. You treat us like were kings or something. Your the prince. Why don't you love your self Quatre? Can't you see how great you are, how much better you are then so many others? I love you Quatre. If you love me, do me a favor, learn to love your self. I can only give you my love. But the rest is up to you."
Trowa held his little prince close to him and closed his eyes. This time he sleept.
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'Goin' to the chapel, and were going to get married...'
Quatre awoke to the alarm clock echoing the sweet dream he was just having. He almost didn't want t turn off the song. But he didn't want to wake Trowa. He was smiling softly in his sleep. Suddenly an idea poped into his head with the force of Wu Fei's shenglog attack. It had been a great many years sence the war had ended. He and Trowa were now 21.....They could! Quatre happily took his shower and got dressed, and went down to cook breakfast. Whilseling all the way.
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End of part one.
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