Here's the deal. I don't own these characters, never will.
All the words contained in here are the product of my weird daydreams induced
by way too much anime and greek. Please don't sue me, I don't even have 20
bucks to my name. I am a poor underfed college student. Please have pity on me.
Chapter 1
Quatre
sighed as he watched the bright colors of the circus' opening act. Trowa's
lions parading around docilely were having quite an effect on the audience. In
spite of having seen Trowa's ability with animals demonstrated countless times
before, Quatre oohed and aahed just as enthusiastically as the crowd. The act
had gotten even more elaborate since the last show that Quatre had seen. Not
only were the beasts doing acrobatics, but Trowa was as well. Quatre's heart
skipped a beat as Trowa did his finale. How did Trowa manage to balance so
precisely on the lion's back for so long? Trowa exited the ring to wild
applause from the audience. Quatre clapped so hard he startled the family
sitting in front of him. Quatre blushed and calmed down. He hunted in his
pocket, finally coming up with the program he had been given at the entrance.
Scanning the program for Trowa's next act, he was dismayed to see that Trowa
wouldn't be on again until just after intermission. {That's so long from now}
Quatre thought as he looked again to be sure. Sighing, Quatre resigned himself
to fidgeting impatiently till intermission. He could hardly wait until
intermission. It had taken him months to get up the courage and plan what he
wanted to say to Trowa, but he was finally ready to confess his love to the
mysterious green-eyed pilot. His mind was so busy rehearsing his speech that he
totally missed the acts that followed Trowa's performance. It wasn't until a
familiar face appeared that Quatre was startled out of his reverie. He did a
double take as he suddenly recognized the young man with black hair who was
doing a set of Chinese balancing tricks with a familiar Katana. {Wufei?!?}
Quatre was so startled that he nearly fell off of his chair. Wufei was the last
person he expected to see tonight. He hadn't seen Wufei for months following
the Mariemeia coup and he had lost track of the dusky Chinese boy. Quatre had
assumed that Wufei was rebuilding his clan like he had always talked of, deep
in his cups during the war. A more inappropriate job for the former pilot of
Shenlong was inconceivable. His plans for Trowa were temporarily forgotten as
he goggled at the sight of Wufei balancing a full cup of tea on his nose while
doing an intricate dance with his sword. Quatre remained in a state of slight
shock as the audience applauded the impressive act. He then shook himself all
over. Quatre rushed to the edge of the ring as soon as the lights came up. He
knew that Trowa would be coming to double-check the facilities before bringing the
beasts in for the second half. His heart beat faster at the thought of his
approaching meeting with the love of his life. He mentally gave his speech a
final dress rehearsal while keeping an eagle eye on the ring. He was halfway
through his speech, when the curtain parted to admit a serious looking brown-haired
man whose bangs constantly obscured one eye. Quatre's heart leapt at the
alluring sight. Trowa made even a clown's costume look elegant. He took a deep
steadying breath and was about to step out of the shadows to greet his love
when the curtain twitched again and Wufei stepped in. Quatre's mouth opened and
closed like a fish as he watched Trowa look up at the intruder and……… SMILE?
Then Quatre felt his world fade to black as he saw his beloved Trowa
passionately kiss Wufei.
