Quatre walked into the room and winced. It was another one of Relena's balls that he was attending…but the pain that assaulted him wasn't physical. He looked around for Trowa as another blast of pain hit him. It was getting stronger and he wasn't moving. Who could feel pain like that? One of the only other times he had felt anything even remotely resembling this was when Heero had found Duo after his attempted suicide attempt when he had been depressed. The pain was staggering.

That's when she walked into the room. Long auburn red hair cascading down to her waist held at the bottom with a small band. Bright yellow-green eyes, that reminded him strangely of cat's eyes…or owl's eyes. Slender figured she was chatting gaily with a young man. Her dress was light pink and floated around her like a spring breeze. Long legs came down from the bottom of the dress which came to about her knee. Light pink pumps open toed helped to boost her height. Then she looked straight at Quatre and he fought not to collapse.

The horrible pain that was permeating the room, the hall the mansion was coming from this young woman. When she looked at him for a moment her eyes were filled with the pain that he felt, like they were broken into shards but then they clouded over as Duo passed her. Quatre could barely hear the conversation that rang between the two of them the hazy pain that surrounded him was so great.

"Duo, isn't that your friend?" "Where…who?" "The guy over thee, the one with blonde hair and blue eyes, …he looks about ready to collapse" "Oh shit, yeah it's Quatre!" Duo ran over, his braid swishing behind him as he ran over to the young blonde who was feebly clutching his chest. The girl ran out of the room, her dark hair swishing behind her in a singular mass. As she left the haze that surrounded Quatre lifted though a nagging feeling still held him enraptured.

Duo gestured across the room and Trowa began plowing through people at the other end of the gigantic ballroom trying to get closer to Duo and His 'little one'. Meanwhile Quatre tried to get to his feet, and did with much help from Duo. Smiling softly at his friend, he leaned heavily on the other boy while his lover made his way through the crowds.

When Trowa finally did make it all of the way over he took Duo's place as a pillar of support for the young Arabian. While Quatre took deep heaving breaths Trowa looked down concernedly. What could have taken it out of Quatre that fast? When Quatre finally did catch his breath he looked up at Trowa, a small smile playing over his lips. The smile while not reflected on Trowa's mouth was instead reflected in his deep, deep warm emerald eyes.

"Quatre...what?" The Asian man would have continued if not for the blonde's small shake of head. Duo looked between them confused. When Quatre spoke, "Duo that girl who was speaking to you…who is she?" Duo looked- if possible- even more confused than he already was. "Girl? Quat, I dunno who you're talking about." "The one in the pink dress with the cat eyes…" After a moment Duo smiled, Sakura. We're old friends. We were in the orphanage together…she was adopted…2 days before it happened." Quatre looked bewildered. "Duo, I can tell you're old friends… but why is she her of all places?"
"Aa, I had an extra ticket and we just got back in touch…I figured what the hell, ya know?" Quatre nodded softly "I think I understand, if you'll excuse me, I really need a drink…" "No prob, see ya later man" The last comment was thrown over the young man's shoulder as he trotted off towards Heero, a smile on his face.