Author: Aijin
*Setting: There was never actuallyaplace where this could have happened... but once Trowa had made his way to Earth after his suit was destroyed by Zero!Quatre... Doesn't fit anywhere in the canon timeline...
Warning: Doesn't contain *any* het... go ahead and make up your own warnings from that. ^_~
The small blonde teen drew his legs tightly to his chest, draping his
arms around them. He rested his forehead on his knees, as if in attempt
to curl so small that the world would pass him over. That was what he wished,
in truth. He wished that he could stay as he was, small and insignificant,
alone, and allow all things to forget him.
His heart sang a mournful song of loneliness, seemingly torn. It ached
in his chest, with every beat a new syllable to the song and a new wound
to his soul.
His lithe shoulders shook as breathy sobs escaped the youth. Tears
fell onto his pant legs, leaving damp patches, puddles of his sorrow.
He shook his head. "No," he whispered, throat tight.
The war, it seemed, would never end. The violence, the evil, the death...
He could barely remember back to when his life had been peaceful, when
the world had been safe from it all. Safe from the violence, the evil...
safe from the death.
But as the war had started and as the war threatened to drag
on without end, his hope had started to fall. His heart screamed once more
as he realized, not for the first time, that he was one of the harbingers
of the very things he tried to end.
Death... Trowa...
The teen's body was wracked with heavy sobs as he thought back to the
teen whom he'd wish to give his heart yet now... now the poor teen was
surly dead. All because of him, this war, the never ending bloodshed.
He raised his head, still hugging his knees. His eyes gazed out beyond
him to the ocean. The sun's fading light danced on the waves, shimmering
with movement. He heard the waves breaking and lapping against the sand,
nature's slow, sensual meeting of land and sea. He tore his eyes from the
beauty.
"Why couldn't I keep control... Why did I--" his
breath hitched as tears streamed down his face. "I killed him." His voice
was not merely depressed, it possessed such a mourning, such a dreadful,
heartfelt mourning.
Suddenly, the lithe teen was in motion. He stood and quickly made his
way to the very edge of the cliff he was on. He peered over the edge, tears
falling form his eyes and soaring the long distance to the broken ground
below. His breath then came rapidly in short bursts.
"Trowa... oh Trowa," he sighed the words from his
very soul. "If only I could undo it all. If I had never been so fortunate
as to meet you, Trowa..." his throat tightened, squeezing his words. "Trowa,
you could still be alive if I'd never met you." He brought a clenched fist
to his chest, as if holding the very love he felt for the other teen.
"Trowa, this war," he sighed. "It takes so much,
out of everyone. But my heart, my space heart -- oh Allah -- it hurts so
much to kill, Trowa, so much." He blinked as more hot tears tumbled down
his cheeks in an awkward dance.
He lifted watery eyes and a face of agony to the sky, as if seeking
comfort. "Trowa, I'm so sorry... I won't kill anymore, Trowa, all that
blood..." He looked down to his hands, though clean, and grimaced. He turned
them palm up. "All on my hands, Trowa, all because of me..." He drew a
shuddering breath. "And now you too, your life was taken by my hand."
Quatre took a step toward the edge, rocks tumbling down its face. "It's
not right! I'm to make peace by death? No, no, I can't, no anymore.
I can't take more life so other's can allow them to fade. No more." Quatre's
small frame shook at his declaration.
"No more," he whispered. "No more fighting a war
with no end... no hope." He closed his eyes, drawing a deep breath, the
tears never subsiding. "For you, Trowa, something that I should have done
earlier."
Quatre flung his arms out to the sides and with an exaggerated leap,
threw himself from the cliff's edge.
A tall teen with a shock of chestnut hair sticking before him, was sitting
on a large boulder, one leg to his chest, the other straight outward. He
stared, mesmerized by the gentle play of the waves on the land. The sun's
beam cast a strange beauty on the water, and he tilted his head in consideration
of such a creation.
In a sudden jerk, he snapped his attention to the right of him. His
eyes grew wide as he saw a small body falling, falling, falling... The
body hit the hard ground with a sickening thud that barely managed to reach
the other's ears.
The teen immediately sprang forward, jumping from rock, to rock, to
ground, with grace only possessed by him alone. He pushed himself faster
as he say the one who'd fallen.
Finally, he came to rest standing next to the other.
His brows came together in concern as h noticed the pooling blood
around the lithe blonde. Suddenly, great rip of pain sung in his chest.
He brought a hand before his chest as he suck in a strained breath.
"He's so young..." His tenor voice was soft as he
knelt next to Quatre.
With immense care, the dark-haired youth ran his hand along the other's
face in a gentle caress. He looked up to the cliff's peak, sighing deeply.
He dropped his gaze back down to the pale face cupped in his hand.
"Why did you jump, little one? What was so bad in
your life?"
In a fluttering of lashes the pale teen's eyes were slowly opened.
A low groan of pain issued from his mouth before he could stop it. He stared
up at the dark-haired teen in a daze, his mind foggy with shock.
Trowa gently cradled the other's head. Emotion dancing in his eyes
to see the boy awake. His heart sung painfully at Quatre's groan.
Finally, the haze around Quatre's mind cleared just enough for realization
to strike. "T... Trowa..." his voice was strained, desperately forcing
the two syllables.
Trowa tilted his head slightly, not uttering a word, merely smiling
softly for the other's benefit. He didn't question how the other knew his
name, his heart merely expected the fact.
Tears sprang to Quatre's eyes and trickled down his cheeks once again.
"Oh, Trowa," he whispered. He sounded so tired, so pained.
Trowa looked at the blood around Quatre's small frame and noticed that
his hands were resting in a mess of matted, bloodied hair. His heart strained
as he knew the other was not to survive such a fall. "Rest, little one."
He smiled again, his own eyes shimmering for the loss of this small youth.
"I'm so sorry, Trowa, I didn't mean..." Quatre sucked
in a labored breath. "Oh, Trowa, forgive me." e sobbed loudly then, the
cries echoing around the pair.
Trowa was slightly confused by the other's words. He did not think
he knew the youth, at least, he couldn't remember. But the words he said
came not from his mind but his heart. "Hush now, little one. I forgive
you."
Quatre's face brightened briefly with a small smile. "I... I..." he
sucked in a sharp breath, body jerking from obvious pain.
Trowa gently stroked the blonde's soft hair in a comforting gesture.
He moved behind him, drawing his head to rest on his lap.
Quatre's breathes came in short bursts, oddly spaced, as he fought
to remain conscious for just a few more moments. "Trowa, I..." The darkness
suddenly fell upon the youth, descending upon him like a torrent. H could
still make out the sounds of the surf breaking against the rocks, could
still
feel the other teen's lap beneath his head. With one last struggle, he
forced the words ot in a sighing whisper. "I love you."
Trowa was struck by the blonde's words. Somewhere in his heart, a placed
brightened then dimmed, paining the teen. He watched as the blonde's body
lost all tension and his eyes dimmed somehow, loosing their light.
A strange feeling washed over the tall teen. His chest tightened and
for a moment he felt an immense sadness fill him. Tears that were once
just in response to the blonde's own fell, though then they were expressing
the deep mourning that had filled him.
"Good bye, my little angel... Quatre..."
Gah! -_- that was just ashort piece that struck me. *shrugs* My little attempt at 3x4 (somewhat anyway) angst. If you want to know *where* it came from... Iwas listening to "The Last Unicorn" midi and it just sort of hit me. Good music to read this to tho. ^_^''
Lemme know what ya think!