A/N: This was started at the request of my loyal reviewer, FanFictionFiend. I haven't written with Trowa a lot, so, like the bumper sticker, tell me how my driving is.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and I make no profit from this. But I do own Andie Rika Tru, so please ask if you want to use her ok?
"Who is she?" Trowa eyed the girl that Catherine had huddled over protectively for the last half hour.
"She's my understudy!" Catherine gave the smaller girl a nudge towards Trowa. "Go ahead, introduce yourself, sweetie, he won't bite."
The younger girl, who was probably closest to Trowa's age, smiled up at Trowa. "I'm Andie Tru, It's nice to meet you Trowa!" She stuck out her hand, a bright smile on her lips.
Trowa shook her hand, but then wandered over to the lion's cage.
"Don't worry, he's just a little shy." Catherine soothed, but Andie was far from deterred.
Andie walked over and stuck her hand in the lion cage, unafraid. Catherine was just about to grab her and yell at her, but then the lion licked her fingers and rubbed on her hand much the same way it did with Trowa.
"Animals only bare their teeth at enemies, right?" Andie smiled up at Trowa, her eyes sparkling and fearless.
The boy blinked in surprise at this new development, and then the right corner of his lips twitched up in an almost smile.
Catherine kept her distance, but smiled at the interaction. She mumbled to herself, "So Trowa's found himself a friend..." She turned half away and pretended not to pay any attention them.
"Here, hold it like this..." Catherine positioned the rubber knife in Andie's hand. "The weight won't be right, but if you start with this, you're a lot less likely to hurt anyone, including yourself."
"Alright." Andie flashed Catherine a smile and looked at the knife.
Catherine continued to instruct Andie in how to throw the knife.
Trowa stood in a corner, observing. Even Catherine, who had been in the circus her whole life couldn't tame the lion the way he could, and Andie had. Who was this girl? Trowa pondered for a moment, but was jolted out of thought when something hit him square in the forehead.
"Good job, Andie!" Catherine cried through her laughter as she retrieved the rubber knife. "Now let's try not hitting him."
"Can you hold really still, Trowa?" Andie called out.
Trowa nodded and moved to the correct position.
Andie pitched the fake knife hard, hitting the tent material high up and between Trowa's legs. Even stoic Trowa had to gulp at that.
Catherine got a bad case of the giggles at that point; laughing so hard she nearly fell over as she picked the knife up. Andie smiled her innocent little smile at Trowa; she obviously didn't notice the sweat beading on his forehead.
"Okay, aim for..." Catherine trailed off and began giggling again. "Sorry, sorry. Ok, aim for either side of his knees, the bottom of either side of his ribcage, and by his ears." Catherine clearly couldn't resist adding, "Someday you'll do this with real knives, so let's try not to hit Trowa anywhere that he might need in the future... near or distant." Catherine took a deep breath so she wouldn't laugh again.
Andie turned back to Trowa and winked. That was when Trowa knew by Catherine's standards, he was in this for the long haul.
A/N: A short first chapter, as is typical of me. The rest should be longer because hopefully they won't be handwritten first, like this one was. Anyway, will you tell me how I did? It's my first time writing something big with Trowa, so I want to know how I can do better. Thank you so much for reading!