Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and other things related to it are not mine, now or later.

However, the story is mine, the plot is mine, but IQuatreI is not mine!!!!!!

Dedication: This is for every reader who has made comments to my story. I am deeply grateful and I've decided to continue this story. Hope all of you can continue to read my fic. 

HELP: Teach me how to post my italic words!!!!!!

Chapter 1 –Illusion by Blue Ice

IIn Quatre's mansion. . . I

The five pilots had been living in Quatre's mansion after the war ended, as they had nowhere to go, so Quatre accepted them readily. This morning, at eight, the usual yawning of Duo could be heard, as well as Wufei cursing under his breath, and a grumpy Heero. They sat around the dinning table and Trowa remained silent, slightly amused by Quatre, who was wearing a pink apron, with sunflowers printed on it, as he was preparing breakfast for them. IQuatre looked so kawaii with his apron. ^^ I

  He then proceeded to lay their breakfast on the table, the others went forward to help as well. Duo, with his nonsense, began blubbering at how wonderful Quatre's breakfast was and he was so starved after last night. . . you know what. . . with Heero.

  At the mentioning of last night, Heero banged Duo on the head with whatever thing he could find and spoke in his monotonous tone," Omae o korosu, maybe I should ask Dr.J to train you"

"Hey, you monkey! You are the one who came up with this idea. You are the  IaggressorI and I am the poor IvictimI rabbit that was going to be eaten up by you tonight," rebutted Duo. 

Heero gave his famous death stare TM, then everyone busted into laughter. It was a rare treat seeing Trowa laugh and even Wufei broke into a slight grin. The pilots were beginning to open themselves up and learn to live together. This was not part of Heero's training, nor was Trowa's, but they were learning.

Only Quatre seemed a bit restless these days. The other pilots could not understand the reasons, but they did not want to intrude into Quatre's privacy, especially when he had his trillion-dollars WEI to manage. But Quatre was worrying the pilots more and more. He even looked a bit pale to Duo in the morning. It's like he was sick, but Quatre always brushed him off as sensitive. Even Wufei commented that he seemed to be. . . not there. . . when you talk to him sometimes.

  "Kat, all you alright?" Duo questioned when he realized that Quatre was pouring orange juice for them but he was like staring into outer space. The cup was filled to the brim and overflowed to the sides but Quatre appeared to be in some deep thoughts that he did not realize it. "Train. . . you. . . ,"Quatre whispered after hearing Heero's words. The phrase was repeated over and over again in his letter. The one they called IMaster WinnerI

I~~~flashback~~~I

Quatre received a brown letter, with no stamp and simply his name on it. He opened it and to his shock it wrote: Quatre, my son, have you forgotten me? How I missed you during these years, but I could not. I must remain dead, but now, I will come to you and we will be reunion. Quatre, I know you have be a little naughty, it's time I need to Itrain you.I.Yours lovingly, Dad. "

He could only stared at the letter in horror as he remembered his childhood under Dad's control. He could never go out and play with the children outside or go to normal school like others used to. He was forbidden to take to the servants and chefs. If he misbehaved or voided his rules, Father would chain Quatre on the wall and beat him up, leaving him in bruises and injuries and he was locked in his room for months, until his injuries are better. Nobody was supposed to visit him, except for the doctor, who checked on him everyday and the servant who sent him some food.

I~~~flashback end~~~I

"No, please don't" Quatre screamed in agony as dropped the orange juice, splitting the orange juice everywhere as he fell to the ground, with his hand holding his head. The others were stunned and Trowa rushed forward to assist Quatre. Quatre was crying and repeated," No, no, let me go…"

It was clear that Quatre was traumatized by something he recalled. The other pilots had noticed too, he was not quite himself these days.

"Hush, hush, Quatre, everything is alright, nobody is going to harm you…" Trowa began to calm Quatre down. Quatre was taking it very badly. He was crying his heart out and cried out a few sentences that made no sense to the rest except for Quatre. Trowa continued to stroke Quatre's head in his attempt to calm him down, Quatre's crying turned to small sobs gradually," Trowa, it was so terrible. I don't want to be locked up again. . . please. . . save me "

Trowa watched in fright as Quatre's eye rolled back and he slumped into Trowa's arm, unconscious.

 "Let me, I will take care of him" Trowa spoke when the rest rushed forward to and carried Quatre into his room.  The others were shocked by Quatre and wondered what had happened that caused him to be so disturbed.

Chapter 1 end.

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