Title: Rain Is A Good Thing

Author: Gundam Trinity (Duo Maxwell)

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own a thing...but if I did...Heero would be with Duo, Trowa with Quatre and Wufei with soemone -haven't figured out who exactly- AND Relena would have been crushed along long long time ago! NEH! Sorry but I personally am not to fond of her...:P

Dedication: To Madre and My Sista! MWHAHAHA and of course all you 3x4 fans out there!

Summary: Trowa explains to Quatre why rain is a good thing!

Rain Is A Good Thing

Quatre blew out a breath and glared at the rain as it fell from the sky. Today he had planned on going outside and reading. But no. As he set foot outside, it started pouring. His eyes narrowed at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Glaring won't make it stop."

Quatre nearly jumped out of his skin. He hadn't heard Trowa come up behind him. "Trowa!" He exclaimed, turning around. He froze instantly when he came nose to nose with the other teen. A dark blush dusted his cheeks as he turned his head.

Trowa smirked, gaining the reaction he had wanted. "Little one." Trowa leaned in closer, making the blush darken slightly. Oh he knew Quatre had liked him, but in the middle of a war, getting attatched wasn't the best of idea's. But now that the war was over, he was going for it.

Quatre fought to control his breathing. Trowa was so close. The other pilot had made it clear to him, that he didn't have any intrest in him the way Quatre did. He hadn't said the actual words, which Duo liked to argue with him about, but his actions told him all he needed to know.

"Y-yes?" He slapped himself mentally as his voice broke.

Trowa's lips quirked up slightly. He pulled back and away from Quatre. "Rain is a good thing."

Quatre blinked at Trowa as he sat down in one of the big, puffy chairs. Quatre bit his lip. "Why do you say that?"

Trowa stilled and held out his hand. Quatre slowly made his way over. "Because." He murmured. "It cleanses." He tugged Quatre down into his lap.

Quatre let out a gasp as he landed, strandling, in Trowa's lap. His blush came back full force.

"Everything has a time of cleansing, and a way to cleanse it." Trowa tilted his head ever so slightly. "Like the rain cleanses the land of blood." He stopped Quatre as he went to get up. He pulled the blonde closer. His lips so close to Quatre's. "You cleanse me." Trowa whispered before letting his lips seal over the blonde's.

Quatre sat frozen as Trowa's lips moved over his. A jolt went through him as Trowa forced his lips apart and let his tongue dive in. He let out a low moan as his eyes shut and he leaned into the strong frame.

Trowa pulled back, knowing the blonde needed air. He smirked at the flushed and dazed state of his little blonde.

"Trowa?" Quatre whispered.

"I love you." Trowa whispered, his forehead leaning against Quatre's. He saw Teal orbs widened before they teared up. 'Please don't cry.' His mind pleaded all to late. Tears fell from the eyes he loved so much.

Silently he kissed away the tears. "I love you." Trowa whispered again. "Never question it."

Quatre threw himself at Trowa, burrying his face in Trowa's neck. "I love you Trowa."

~END~