Don't Kiss And Tell

After receiving a mission request earlier that day, Trowa and Quatre headed out.

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Quatre sat in an in closed, secluded little clearing awaiting Trowa's return. Ten minutes of nervous fidgeting passed slowly before alarms started to blare and the ground rumbled.

Trowa came through the bushes surrounding the clearing moments later. He grabbed Quatre's hand and pulled him from the clearing and into the woods. The two raced through the forest as OZ soldiers started to swarm.

Trowa caught sight of a small cave ahead. The two were just far enough ahead that they could duck into it unnoticed. That was until Quatre was hit by a stray bullet. It slowed them down but not by much. They made it to the cave before the soldiers but they had been spotted. As the enemy started to close in on the cave Quatre yanked Trowa into a small crevice.

"What are you-?" Quatre planted his lips firmly to Trowa's and shoved the taller teen back into the rock wall. Effectively shrowding them in shadows and silence.

Trowa's arms moved on their own accord and wrapped firmly around the blondes waist. Soldiers ran by, not even giving their hiding place a second glance.

Slim, pale fingers wove into auburn locks, pulling Trowa closer. Lanky, lethal arms tightened. The need for air made them break apart. Quatre stumbled back, hands across his mouth and eyes downcast. "Sorry." He muttered.

"Quatre." Trowa started but the sound of pounding feet had him glaring.

"Check every inch of this cave! They're here some where!" A man's voice shouted. Trowa pinned Quatre behind a small ledge. "Trowa." The blonde hissed in pain. "Let go." He moaned. Pain in his rib cage flared. Green eyes flickered to the opening and then back to Quatre. His mind was made up.

Lifting Quatre off the ground, he used one hand to guide the blonde's legs around his waist, his other hand to keep them steady and he swallowed the gasp from pale lush lips in a heat fueled kiss.

In the background lights flashed into the crevice and then out. Pounding feet came and went. All Quatre could hear was his pounding heart beat and all he could focus on were Trowa's lips as they meet his again and again. When the last of the soldiers had left the cave Trowa pulled back. His emerald eyes met lust filled teal.

"Trowa." Quatre breathed. His eyes flearing with so many different emotions.

"Quatre." He searched teal orbs for anything that would clue him into what the blonde wanted from him. Slowly he set Quatre on his feet and stepped back, motioning the blonde ahead of him. They were almost out of the cave when Quatre collapsed.

Trowa ended up carrying him back to their Gundams. Placing Quatre in Sandrock's seat, he made quick work of patching up the wound. Closing the hatch on the Gundam. Trowa made his way to HeavyArms. Once in side he powered up the machine.

Carrying Sandrock back was not the easiest thing Trowa had ever done but he managed. Once they arrived at the new safe house Trowa powered down and went to get Quatre.

Quatre woke two days after their mission. Trowa and his Gundam were gone. Duo stood by the window in the taller teens place.

"Hey Kitty Kat." Shinning violet eyes turned to him.

Quatre smiled sadly. "Hey." He whispered.

"Tall dark and silent sent word to me saying you were injured. Your bodyguard is having a hissy because I won't tell him where you are."

Quatre chuckled and then winced. "Figures."

"Tro said something about going back to the circus." Duo whispered.

"Hmmm." Teal eyes were watching a set of birds outside the window. "I won't follow him Duo."

"I know." Duo smiled sadly. "I also know it's killing you slowly, not telling him."

Quatre had no answer to that. It was nothing but the truth anyway.

Let me know what you think!! the sequel or second half is 'You Never Told Me Why' ~VED