Remembrance
Quatre leaned back in the plush leather chair behind the wide old oak desk, the gleaming polish marred in some places with gouges, and deeper memories, he could remember at a young age playing on his fathers' desk with his toys. A smile played at the edges of his mouth, his long fingered hands reached out to the phone in the corner of the desk before he pulled back, a frown marring his face.
'4 years…. So long and yet not long enough'. He thought sadly.
His left hand came up to massage the bridge of his nose tiredly; he slipped into memories of the past.
////He and the guys at the beach, the sand surf and sun. He felt the cool salt laden breeze, the wet sand stuck to his feet, the jeans rolled up to his calves as he walked along the shoreline with Trowa, talking about things. Duo and Heero could be seen building a sand castle together, probably with designs on destroying it afterwards. Wufei sleeping under the shade of a tree, a floppy straw hat perched over his face, blocking out the suns rays////
'The good old days I suppose' he sighed sadly as his thoughts faded back to the present, he wanted to change it but didn't know how.
He looked up into a set of blue eyes the were the mirror of his own.
"Make the call Quatre. It's time to start healing." The smoky voice of his cousin pleaded with him.
"We didn't part badly." He said
"No you didn't. You just parted, with nothing said, nothing done. Have ANY of you even said 5 words to each other in all this time?" She demanded
"Well no…."
"My point exactly. You spent who knows how long together, ONLY to walk away from each other before resolving anything. How can you expect to go forward still tied to the past?" Her voice echoed in the room
She held out the phone once more her smoky voice no longer pleading but demanding,"Call them, lay whatever demons still haunt you all to rest? Besides it's totally unlike you to be so indecisive. Your father wouldn't have approved." She smiled to take the sting out of her words before walking to the door though knowing that Quatre didn't neccisarily care what his father thought.
"Please? You need this just as much as they do." Her soft voice carried to him the weight of her concern as the heavy old oaken door clicked softly, he stared at the door listening to the hum of the phone in his hand.
'I think I will call, it can't hurt anything and at worse they'll say they won't come.' He thought, before pushing all thoughts of their not coming resolutely out of his mind 'And I really should let Angel know to knock first dammit.'
'Chang Wufei first I think….' He smiled as he dialed the number that had taken him weeks to find out.