Tenderness
Quatre pleaded with his sister in the middle of a hallway in the local hospital. "Oh come on Iria just one little phone call. Please?"
"Quatre I am not going to call this boy and tell him you moved to Japan."
"But Iria he won't leave me alone. He keeps stalking me saying I belong to him. I just don't like him that way. Tell you the truth I don't like him anyway."
"Quatre I'm sorry I won't lie for you. Besides don't you think that he would notice you . After all you do go to the same school. I do love you little brother." She placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I know I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to lie it was wrong." She hugged him and just then was paged. "That's me cheer up sweetie." She kissed him on the cheek and left.
As Quatre walked down the hall he heard a ruckus and curiosity got the better of him. He peeked his head in the room where the sounds were coming. A boy about his age was huddled in a corner with a scalpel in his hand. Whenever an orderly would approach him he would lunge it at them.
Quatre could feel his fear. He wasn't violent by nature he was just scared. Quatre slowly walked passed the orderlies and kneeled in front of the boy quietly so he wouldn't scare him any further.
"Hi."
"..."
"I won't hurt you. No one will I promise. They want to help you." Quatre saw how the boy eyed the needle in one of the orderly's hands.
"Is it the needle you're afraid of?"
The boy slowly nodded. Quatre looked over towards the man with the needle then back to the boy.
"In order for them to help you they need you to be asleep and calm. How about if the give you some pills instead would that be all right?"
The boy nodded once more. Quatre looked at the man and he nodded and left to get some pills instead.
"My name is Quatre." He smiled at the boy.
"Tr. Trowa."
"Trowa. What a strong name. Trowa please don't be afraid of me. Could I have the scalpel? I don't want you to hurt yourself."
Trowa slowly handed it to him as the orderly returned. Handing Quatre the pills. Quatre gave them to Trowa and Trowa took them.
"So how come you're in the hospital Trowa?"
"Some one thought it would be funny to slip something in my drink." Quatre placed his hand on Trowa's as a sign of comfort.
"I'm sorry that happened to you. Do you need help to your bed those pills should be taking effect soon?"
Trowa nodded and Quatre helped him to his bed and covered him up. Quatre smiled once more and Trowa smiled back. "Quatre. Thank you."
Quatre leaned down and kissed him on the forehead as he drifted to sleep. "Sweet dreams."
As Quatre turned to leave he saw his sister standing in the doorway smiling. He asked, "Will he be all right?"
"Yeah they already pumped his stomach he was experiencing some after affects." Quatre looked back at Trowa once more and followed his sister out.
Trowa had very pleasant dream of a fair-haired angel that day. "Mmmmm Quatre." He said in his sleep with a smile on his face.
Shall I continue?