OUT OF TUNE
Chapter 1: "Surprise!"
Summary: Not long after the Endless Waltz, Trowa and Dorothy meet again. Both are being evicted and both are looking for something they don't yet have.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, it does belong to someone I'm sure and whoever they are, they are lucky people!!
Despite two years, Trowa Barton really hadn't changed much since that Christmas with Marameia, as he referred to it in his own mind. He still towered over almost everyone's head in a crowd. Yet he still had the peculiar ability to blend in like salt into water, leaving only a taste of himself as any indication that he'd even graced the area with his presence. His body was still the envy of every male bulimic, his hair still defied gravity, and his eyes were still the dream of every emerald lover. And he still didn't give a hoot about any of the qualities mentioned above. And so, today really was no different than any other.
Today, Trowa found himself walking, no, gliding to his favorite bookstore to escape his stuffy apartment building. The building held nothing but a palpable hostility towards him but that was because of his bastard of a landlord.
Being a Preventer really didn't add up when it came to financial needs. Duo and Heero go by because of Hilde and Relena, respectively. Wufei still had his inheritence as a back up and Quatre had, well, everything. But Trowa only had the Preventers job and so, a few payments on his rent were missed. Now he was being kicked out and he needed to go somewhere where he could escape it all.
The bookstore was like him; it hadn't changed over the time that he'd known it. The familiar musty smell wafted out as he opened the glass door. And the same cheerful bell greeted him as he stepped in to the optimistic gloom. He nodded nonchalantly at the young girl standing watch behind the counter before making a cautious beeline to his reading niche at the back of the store. As he passed a rickety shelf he grabbed his worn hardcover copy of Snow Falling on Cedars. He needed to get back to reading someone else's problems for a change.
He turned sharply on his heel at the end of the corridor and continued down yet another one and then another. He'd traversed this particular bookstore so frequently that he knew every twist and turn like he knew every word in "The Highway Man". Finally, after the continuous shifting of direction to throw off anyone following him, he'd reached his niche. After looking over his shoulder both ways, he pushed aside a shelf that also served as a sliding door. Beyond, stretched his haven.
The room was actually the break room for the staff and also where the security televisions were located. But it was a closed off quiet place with a comfortable couch and armchair for him to relax in as he read so he gripe. The owner had taken a liking to Trowa when he had done some heavy work for him when he was first opening the shop. So when Trowa became a regular at the store, the older man allowed him to read in solitude in the secluded room.
He entered the room with one last long stride and then shut the door. He'd already opened his book to where he'd left off when he saw her.
Two years hadn't changed Trowa Barton and it sure as hell hadn't changed Dorothy Catalonia. She was luxuriously stretched out on the couch with a book in hand, yet she resembled a satisfied feline as she looked up at him with her almond shaped eyes.
It was most definitely her, he had no doubt about it. For the first time in that particularly rough day, Trowa was genuinely surprised.
Snow Falling on Cedars clattered to the floor.
Keep reading please, Chapter 2 is already up!!! (and it is longer than this!) I'd deeply appreciate reviews, I keep getting pulled into teen magazines and my self-esteem is gradually decreasing lol.
Aishiteru everyone!
MadameHotaru.of.87
Chapter 1: "Surprise!"
Summary: Not long after the Endless Waltz, Trowa and Dorothy meet again. Both are being evicted and both are looking for something they don't yet have.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, it does belong to someone I'm sure and whoever they are, they are lucky people!!
Despite two years, Trowa Barton really hadn't changed much since that Christmas with Marameia, as he referred to it in his own mind. He still towered over almost everyone's head in a crowd. Yet he still had the peculiar ability to blend in like salt into water, leaving only a taste of himself as any indication that he'd even graced the area with his presence. His body was still the envy of every male bulimic, his hair still defied gravity, and his eyes were still the dream of every emerald lover. And he still didn't give a hoot about any of the qualities mentioned above. And so, today really was no different than any other.
Today, Trowa found himself walking, no, gliding to his favorite bookstore to escape his stuffy apartment building. The building held nothing but a palpable hostility towards him but that was because of his bastard of a landlord.
Being a Preventer really didn't add up when it came to financial needs. Duo and Heero go by because of Hilde and Relena, respectively. Wufei still had his inheritence as a back up and Quatre had, well, everything. But Trowa only had the Preventers job and so, a few payments on his rent were missed. Now he was being kicked out and he needed to go somewhere where he could escape it all.
The bookstore was like him; it hadn't changed over the time that he'd known it. The familiar musty smell wafted out as he opened the glass door. And the same cheerful bell greeted him as he stepped in to the optimistic gloom. He nodded nonchalantly at the young girl standing watch behind the counter before making a cautious beeline to his reading niche at the back of the store. As he passed a rickety shelf he grabbed his worn hardcover copy of Snow Falling on Cedars. He needed to get back to reading someone else's problems for a change.
He turned sharply on his heel at the end of the corridor and continued down yet another one and then another. He'd traversed this particular bookstore so frequently that he knew every twist and turn like he knew every word in "The Highway Man". Finally, after the continuous shifting of direction to throw off anyone following him, he'd reached his niche. After looking over his shoulder both ways, he pushed aside a shelf that also served as a sliding door. Beyond, stretched his haven.
The room was actually the break room for the staff and also where the security televisions were located. But it was a closed off quiet place with a comfortable couch and armchair for him to relax in as he read so he gripe. The owner had taken a liking to Trowa when he had done some heavy work for him when he was first opening the shop. So when Trowa became a regular at the store, the older man allowed him to read in solitude in the secluded room.
He entered the room with one last long stride and then shut the door. He'd already opened his book to where he'd left off when he saw her.
Two years hadn't changed Trowa Barton and it sure as hell hadn't changed Dorothy Catalonia. She was luxuriously stretched out on the couch with a book in hand, yet she resembled a satisfied feline as she looked up at him with her almond shaped eyes.
It was most definitely her, he had no doubt about it. For the first time in that particularly rough day, Trowa was genuinely surprised.
Snow Falling on Cedars clattered to the floor.
Keep reading please, Chapter 2 is already up!!! (and it is longer than this!) I'd deeply appreciate reviews, I keep getting pulled into teen magazines and my self-esteem is gradually decreasing lol.
Aishiteru everyone!
MadameHotaru.of.87
