Conversations of a Circus Boy and an Arabian Prince

You, my darling one, are an enigma. Such strength is hidden by the façade of frailty. I often find myself wondering where you strength comes from. But you'd never let on to something like that. Always the little hidden one. Never letting your strength show.Dousing it in weak afterthoughts of anguish. My little one, your afterthoughts are not needed. I rocognize the will of one who has overcome tragedy. Don't hide anymore, Quatre, I need your honesty.

Trowa. Poor silent Trowa. One has to wonder what hides behind that secretive hair of yours. It's strange how drawn to you I feel. Or how I think to myself that we share something more than an apartment. Then I tell myself that I'm being a bloody fool. But I can't shake off the affinity that we have yet don't have. I'm going crazy. I suppose that's what happens to us Perfect Soldiers when we fall in...love?

Little one, I feel the same way whenever I look at you. I guess it's what is commonly reffered to as love. I do love you. Oh I do. But this affinity we share, this close relationship, it musn't be. It's doomed for failure. I'm sorry, Quatre, but we can't do this. I'd be off somehwere and you'd worry of vice versa. Would you want something like that?

Oh, Trowa, how little you know. This is what I experience every day. I love you, Trowa Barton. And there isn't a thing you can say or do that will put out that flame. Nothing. I've loved you since I laid eyes on your divine face. I've created fantasies in my head about you taking me and never giving me back. There's a boiling pot of sexual tension eating away at me and only you can take it off the stove. I need you. Trowa, please say me as much as I need you.

Oh, Quatre, I need you, too. Just as much, maybe even more so. I've always-

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Trowa gasped as the struggling Quatre was dragged towards him by the braided Duo. "My God, you two. Quit staring at each other and talk for once." Duo rambled on even further until he realized their gazes were once again trained on each other. "Hmph." He stalked back over to Heero and sank into his inviting lap."Quatre and Trowa are doing the staring thing again. It's almost like they were talking." Duo shuddered.

Heero stared at Duo. "I was watching the TV, you know. But now I'm going to have to fuck you." Duo's eyes lit up.

Trowa pulled Quatre into his arms, pressing the tousled blond head to his chest. He leaned over and whispered into Quatre's ear what he had meant to say. "I've always needed you, little one. I love you, too."

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