Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or any other anime.
Hold Me Gently
Part 1: Disappearence
By Lirial Raito
Turning the dial Quatre calibrated his newest invention,
and machine that would allow near instant between two locations.
He was estatic, just a few minute adjustments and he would be
ready for the Human Trial.
Trowa walked into Quatre's lab, careful to make only
enouhg noise to alert Quatre of his presence.
But then, it wasn't really needed;
Quatre always knew when Trowa was near.
Finishing, Quatre straightened up and turned around,
smiling sweetly at Trowa.
"I'm all ready Trowa! Everything is finally finished!"
Trowa smiled back slightly, his visible eye shining with
love and respect for the blond Arabian. He stepped forward to the machine.
"Well then love, should we try?"
With a grin of expectation, Quatre powered up the machine, motioning
for Trowa to enter. He safely secured his love in, the stepped back,
flipping a green Go switch. A light filled the chamber in which Trowa had
just stood... he was now gone. Quatre looked expectantly at the recieving chamber,
then frowned as nothing happened.
Minutes passed as Quatre continued to watch the recieving chamber,
then his eyes widened as his mind finally noticed the red light on the
display, blinking a failure warning at him.
Horror grasped the Arabian boy, then guilt. Turning back to the first chamber, he
opened it, finding only chared remains of Trowa's hair.
Grief siezed him then, and panic.
Unthinkingly, he set exited for a moment, setting the controls to auto send
from the first chamber, ignoring the red lights on the second.
Quickly, he returned to the sending chamber, and waited.
A few seconds later, light flared around him, quickly dissipating into the
recieving chamber. He looked around wildly, as Heero and Duo came in.
Seeing no Trowa, and a panicked Quatre, they were quick to figure out
that something had gone wrong.
Duo paced in front of Quatre's room, worridly twirling his braid around.
Wufei stood across the hallway, watching the braided one.
"Duo, stop pacing. You waste energy and accomplish nothing."
"But Wufei! He won't come out at all! Trowa's been gone a week now,
and Quatre won't eat. I don't think he's slept, I hear him up at night
crying all the time. He has to live on for Trowa's sake..."
Wufei simply shook his head and started staring at the wall.
Sighing, Duo stopped his pacing, violet eyes glimmering with tears of
his own. With Quatre to grief striken, no one else had time to mourn.
Propelling himself forward, Duo latched onto Wufei, starting to cry.
For once, Wufei just grunted and let Duo be.
===
Quatre sat on his bed, listening to Duo and Wufei outside.
He stared at a picture of Trowa, dressed in a suit and tie.
He looked so handsome there... so at peace.
Why? Why did things have to go wrong with Trowa?
Why hadn't things gone wrong with Quatre as well?
Sighing, Quatre curled up in bed, holding the picture close.
He felt a feather light touch on his shoulder, but didn;t have the
strength to stay awake and find out who it was.
~~~~~~
He stood, in a cold grey mist, feeling the dampness slowly seep into
his clothing. Trowa stood before him, just like the day he had died.
Reaching forward, Quatre enveloped Trowa in a tight hug, suddenly happy again.
Trowa broke the hold, and shoved Quatre away.
"Why hold me so happlity Quatre? You killed me, and yet are happy? How dare you.
I hope you stay miserable all your life. Your evil. You know, this is your
punishment for fighting in the war."
He laughed maniacly, then seemed to blowup into pieces of shimmering dust.
"I love you, I'll kill you... but I'll love you forever."
(AN: I don't own Enigma either"
~~~~~~
Gasping, drenched with sweat, Quatre almost jumped out of bed.
His picture of Trowa lay in the bed, frame shattered.
Quatre blood lay drenching the picture and the bed, shards of glass
causing his hands and arms to pulse, aching, continually dripping blood.
Shocked, he walked out of his room, before collapsing on Duo and Wufei.
==============
TBC:
Months have passed since Trowa 'died'. Will Quatre ever trully get over the death?
Hold Me Gently
Part 1: Disappearence
By Lirial Raito
Turning the dial Quatre calibrated his newest invention,
and machine that would allow near instant between two locations.
He was estatic, just a few minute adjustments and he would be
ready for the Human Trial.
Trowa walked into Quatre's lab, careful to make only
enouhg noise to alert Quatre of his presence.
But then, it wasn't really needed;
Quatre always knew when Trowa was near.
Finishing, Quatre straightened up and turned around,
smiling sweetly at Trowa.
"I'm all ready Trowa! Everything is finally finished!"
Trowa smiled back slightly, his visible eye shining with
love and respect for the blond Arabian. He stepped forward to the machine.
"Well then love, should we try?"
With a grin of expectation, Quatre powered up the machine, motioning
for Trowa to enter. He safely secured his love in, the stepped back,
flipping a green Go switch. A light filled the chamber in which Trowa had
just stood... he was now gone. Quatre looked expectantly at the recieving chamber,
then frowned as nothing happened.
Minutes passed as Quatre continued to watch the recieving chamber,
then his eyes widened as his mind finally noticed the red light on the
display, blinking a failure warning at him.
Horror grasped the Arabian boy, then guilt. Turning back to the first chamber, he
opened it, finding only chared remains of Trowa's hair.
Grief siezed him then, and panic.
Unthinkingly, he set exited for a moment, setting the controls to auto send
from the first chamber, ignoring the red lights on the second.
Quickly, he returned to the sending chamber, and waited.
A few seconds later, light flared around him, quickly dissipating into the
recieving chamber. He looked around wildly, as Heero and Duo came in.
Seeing no Trowa, and a panicked Quatre, they were quick to figure out
that something had gone wrong.
Duo paced in front of Quatre's room, worridly twirling his braid around.
Wufei stood across the hallway, watching the braided one.
"Duo, stop pacing. You waste energy and accomplish nothing."
"But Wufei! He won't come out at all! Trowa's been gone a week now,
and Quatre won't eat. I don't think he's slept, I hear him up at night
crying all the time. He has to live on for Trowa's sake..."
Wufei simply shook his head and started staring at the wall.
Sighing, Duo stopped his pacing, violet eyes glimmering with tears of
his own. With Quatre to grief striken, no one else had time to mourn.
Propelling himself forward, Duo latched onto Wufei, starting to cry.
For once, Wufei just grunted and let Duo be.
===
Quatre sat on his bed, listening to Duo and Wufei outside.
He stared at a picture of Trowa, dressed in a suit and tie.
He looked so handsome there... so at peace.
Why? Why did things have to go wrong with Trowa?
Why hadn't things gone wrong with Quatre as well?
Sighing, Quatre curled up in bed, holding the picture close.
He felt a feather light touch on his shoulder, but didn;t have the
strength to stay awake and find out who it was.
~~~~~~
He stood, in a cold grey mist, feeling the dampness slowly seep into
his clothing. Trowa stood before him, just like the day he had died.
Reaching forward, Quatre enveloped Trowa in a tight hug, suddenly happy again.
Trowa broke the hold, and shoved Quatre away.
"Why hold me so happlity Quatre? You killed me, and yet are happy? How dare you.
I hope you stay miserable all your life. Your evil. You know, this is your
punishment for fighting in the war."
He laughed maniacly, then seemed to blowup into pieces of shimmering dust.
"I love you, I'll kill you... but I'll love you forever."
(AN: I don't own Enigma either"
~~~~~~
Gasping, drenched with sweat, Quatre almost jumped out of bed.
His picture of Trowa lay in the bed, frame shattered.
Quatre blood lay drenching the picture and the bed, shards of glass
causing his hands and arms to pulse, aching, continually dripping blood.
Shocked, he walked out of his room, before collapsing on Duo and Wufei.
==============
TBC:
Months have passed since Trowa 'died'. Will Quatre ever trully get over the death?