Chapter 2:
The room Jadyn entered blew her mind. Quatre flipped the light on, and the room seemed to continue on forever. The bag she had brought in with her slid off her shoulder and hit the floor. She had to touch her face to make sure her jaw wasn't on the floor.
The queen size bed on the right of the room had what she imagined to be the most comfortable green quilts lying on top of it. The large bay window in the middle gave a view of the street outside the house and the front yard. Her little motorcycle was resting up against the tree; well, at least what was left of it was. A dresser and expansive closet decorated the left side of the room, a green rug rested in the center.
"Quatre", Jadyn began, "Quatre this is all too much, I really shouldn't be a burden…"
Quatre put a finger up to her lips. "Nonsense. For the last time, I am not letting you back out into that horrific weather."
Jadyn nodded as her eyes met Quatre's. Moonstone melted into aquamarine for what felt like an eternity. The room was cloaked in silence, and neither youth seemed to care too much as they looked into each other's eyes.
/God please just let him kiss me…/ Jadyn thought.
/Allah how badly I want to kiss her, even just once…/ Quatre's mind raced.
The two youths leaned in a bit towards each other, Quatre's hand falling to his side. Their heads tilted and their eyes began to close, but before their lips could meet, Duo popped his head in the doorway.
"Hey you guys, are you done in here yet? We wanna get to know Jay!", he happily chirped. Quatre and Jadyn quickly stepped back and nodded to Duo. His face took on his usual wide grin as he dragged the two downstairs. The other men were seated around the living room when the three came down. Quatre took a seat on the loveseat an Jadyn sat next to him. Duo happily hopped on Heero's lap.
"So, Jay, where do you come from, why were you out this way, what kind of bike you got out there, and do you like cheese?", Duo asked.
"Way to pace yourself Maxwell", Wufei muttered as Trowa chuckled at his comment.
Jadyn smiled. "I come from a town about 40 miles to the west of here called Westburg. I'm out this way on a sort of mini-vacation for the weekend. My bike is a Kawasaki Ninja. And I am rather fond of cheese."
Duo's eyes lit up. "You guys hear that? She likes cheese! Can we keep her?!"
Everyone else in the room laughed, save Heero and Wufei, whose faces contorted into expressions that read 'I can't believe God allows him to even open his mouth sometimes'.
"So, a mini-vacation?", Trowa asked. "What is there out here that could possibly be of any interest to a young woman like yourself?"
Jadyn smiled. "In all honesty, the theatre downtown is the only place I know off that is running The Producers1 off broadway right now. I usually pride myself on my rock and roll and motorcycle exterior, but I'm a sap for some good broadway lovin'."
Quatre smiled in her direction. "The Producers eh? I've seen the film, but have never been fortunate enough to see the musical."
"I may have to repay your kindness with a trip to see it then!", Jadyn exclaimed, her smile widening. Quatre nodded to her comment, everyone else in the room disappearing to him for that moment. The way her smile shined assured him that all the beauty of deep space he had seen in his life was certainly not the most beautiful thing in the universe. He was sure he had found what the definition of beauty was.
Duo let out a long yawn. "Well guys, I think Heero and I are going to head to bed!" He lept off of Heero's lap and grabbed Heero by the wrist. The Wing pilot made a faint protest grunt before being drug upstairs by his braided companion. Wufei and Trowa rose to their feet, offering small nods to Quatre and Jadyn before they left the room.
Jadyn scratched the back of her head lightly, feeling too shy to be stuck next to such a handsome figure for very long. "Quatre, can I use a shower? That storm out there was pretty harsh, it would be nice to relax a bit before bed."
Quatre smiled and nodded, wanting so bad to invite her to the bathroom that attached only to his bedroom, leaving the pair alone for longer than a few seconds. He pointed towards the stairs, forcing himself to be a good host instead of feeding into his desires. "Of course! It's right up stairs, let me show you."
1 The Procuders – A film originally starring Gene Wilder and Zero Mostel, that was later made into a musical, which was then converted to film.
