Author's Note: It probably sucks, but if you can,
please Review. Ill take complaints,
compliments, anything. It helps my work get better. I decided to re-do this one, because
no one knew who Brooke was.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Trowa sighed as he sat down on the couch. Everyone had went out tonight but
him. He didn't really mind, but he was really bored. It was only 7:00, too.
No one would be home until at least 10. Just then, the door opened, proving
him wrong. "Hey." He called out to the blonde Sandrock pilot. "Hey."
Quatre said back, then left the room, his violin in hand. A few minutes later,
he came back out, wearing a pair of blue silk pajamas instead of
the tux he originally had on. He sat down in the chair next to the couch.
"I thought you wouldn't be home until later?" Trowa said. "Yeah, but I didn't
want to go to the after party." "Oh." Quatre got up and went into the kitchen
with Trowa following him. "You thirsty?" he asked. "Uh Uh." Trowa said,
sitting down at the table. Quatre quickly fixed a cup of steaming hot cocoa
and sat down and he gently blew on it, cooling it down. He took a sip. "Want
a sip?" he asked. Trowa nodded no, even though he did. "Come on, have a sip."
he urged. Trowa reached over and took a small sip. Then he took a slightly
bigger sip. "It`s good." he said, handing it back to Quatre. Quatre finished it up
and laid it in the sink. "Thanks," he said, yawning, "I guess Ill go to bed,
even though its only 7:30." "Ok." Trowa said, then he walked into the living
room. After a few minutes, he decided to go check on Quatre. Walking to his door,
he quietly looked in at him. He was shivering violently, in fact his lips even
had a slight bluish tint. Worriedly, he walked to his bedside and laid a thicker
blanket on top of him. The chills slowed slightly. Trowa started to walked back
to the door, but stopped as he said, "Trowa?" He walked back to him. "Trowa,
I can't seem to get warm. Would you lay down with me?" he asked, sleepily and
innocently. Trowa took a step back in surprise. But he trusted Quatre not to do
anything, even though he didn't trust his self. He laid down and Quatre curled
into him. After a while, the chills ceased and Trowa drifted off to sleep.
"Hello!" Duo yelled, but the house was seemingly quiet. He started to go to
each room, and finally came to Quatre`s room. He could barely stifle a laugh
when he looked in. Quatre and Trowa were both asleep, Quatre had his head on
Trowa`s chest, and Trowa had his arm around him proctectedly. 'They're so kawaii!'
Duo thought, as he raced to get his camera. He came back and took a picture, instantly
starting to cuss when he
remembered the flash was on. Trowa woke up and glared at Duo, but quickly
signaled him to be quiet. Duo smirked but left as Trowa gently drifted back
into dreamland.
please Review. Ill take complaints,
compliments, anything. It helps my work get better. I decided to re-do this one, because
no one knew who Brooke was.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Trowa sighed as he sat down on the couch. Everyone had went out tonight but
him. He didn't really mind, but he was really bored. It was only 7:00, too.
No one would be home until at least 10. Just then, the door opened, proving
him wrong. "Hey." He called out to the blonde Sandrock pilot. "Hey."
Quatre said back, then left the room, his violin in hand. A few minutes later,
he came back out, wearing a pair of blue silk pajamas instead of
the tux he originally had on. He sat down in the chair next to the couch.
"I thought you wouldn't be home until later?" Trowa said. "Yeah, but I didn't
want to go to the after party." "Oh." Quatre got up and went into the kitchen
with Trowa following him. "You thirsty?" he asked. "Uh Uh." Trowa said,
sitting down at the table. Quatre quickly fixed a cup of steaming hot cocoa
and sat down and he gently blew on it, cooling it down. He took a sip. "Want
a sip?" he asked. Trowa nodded no, even though he did. "Come on, have a sip."
he urged. Trowa reached over and took a small sip. Then he took a slightly
bigger sip. "It`s good." he said, handing it back to Quatre. Quatre finished it up
and laid it in the sink. "Thanks," he said, yawning, "I guess Ill go to bed,
even though its only 7:30." "Ok." Trowa said, then he walked into the living
room. After a few minutes, he decided to go check on Quatre. Walking to his door,
he quietly looked in at him. He was shivering violently, in fact his lips even
had a slight bluish tint. Worriedly, he walked to his bedside and laid a thicker
blanket on top of him. The chills slowed slightly. Trowa started to walked back
to the door, but stopped as he said, "Trowa?" He walked back to him. "Trowa,
I can't seem to get warm. Would you lay down with me?" he asked, sleepily and
innocently. Trowa took a step back in surprise. But he trusted Quatre not to do
anything, even though he didn't trust his self. He laid down and Quatre curled
into him. After a while, the chills ceased and Trowa drifted off to sleep.
"Hello!" Duo yelled, but the house was seemingly quiet. He started to go to
each room, and finally came to Quatre`s room. He could barely stifle a laugh
when he looked in. Quatre and Trowa were both asleep, Quatre had his head on
Trowa`s chest, and Trowa had his arm around him proctectedly. 'They're so kawaii!'
Duo thought, as he raced to get his camera. He came back and took a picture, instantly
starting to cuss when he
remembered the flash was on. Trowa woke up and glared at Duo, but quickly
signaled him to be quiet. Duo smirked but left as Trowa gently drifted back
into dreamland.