Surfacing (10/?)
Rating: T
Warnings: boy/boy love, some sexual innuendo and nakedness, violence, no empathy, and gratuitous abuse of our G-boys.
Pairings: 3x4, 1x2, 5xS
Summary: Based loosely off of "The Little Mermaid." A prince below the sea, who longs for freedom and choice in his life, and another on land who shuts out the world…when feelings surface, more than one life will be changed.
Note: Part of my mini Disney project…and because the thought of a merman Quatre appeals to me and Dorothy is Ursula without a doubt in my mind.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is owned by Sotsu Agency, Bandai, and Sunrise...I have no legal hold over them. Nor do I own anything affiliated with Disney…I'm just borrowing and warping a story they borrowed. I am a mere college girl with no money attempting to entertain herself.
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Chapter Ten: But as the Sun Set,
Quatre didn't react when Cathy fainted to the ground, trusting Heero or Duo to catch her before she hit the docks. He couldn't, not when his entire being seemed to be shaking in red hot anger at the information the red-headed princess had revealed to them. A necklace shaped like a shell…that was glowing as she sang. Not to mention 'Dora' had tentacles…he couldn't believe he was such an idiot and had trusted that Witch to help him! And she…and she had done everything in her power to make sure he would fail! His eyes narrowed, darkening from their normal teal to a stormy blue and he turned around to face the ocean, hands clenched at his sides. He started to walk towards the end of the dock, fully prepared to swim over to where that damn wedding ship was docked and strangle the disguised Witch, but was stopped by a pair of steady arms around his shoulders.
"Quat…you can't just barge in there!" he heard Duo hiss in his ear as he began to struggle against his captor. "Dorothy will just deny anything we say and Trowa will agree with her because she's obviously enchanting him to do what she influences him to do! You won't be able to do a damn thing if you're locked in a dungeon!"
Quatre still his struggles as the truth of his braided friend's words sunk in…Dorothy had the upper hand right now, and if she was controlling Trowa, nothing he did or said would make nay difference. He let out a silent sigh, forcing back the familiar prickle behind his eyes as his frustration began to overwhelm him. Duo let go of his shoulders but kept a hand wrapped around his arm just in case.
"The baka, for once, is right, Quatre," the blonde heard Wufei say in a calm voice. Quatre turned his attention towards the black-finned merman with a defeated expression as those black eyes fixed on his own blue orbs. "What is worse, I believe that the Ozraleans are planning to attack Araaba once the sun sets on this very eve…Iria and Sally have sent out notices to the Maguanacs throughout the ocean but are not sure how many will arrive in time."
Quatre felt dizzy all of a sudden, collapsing on the dock as everything Wufei was saying, everything Duo had said, and everything he was feeling crashed into him. Everything that was happening was his fault. Everything! He had caused this entire mess because he had been too stupid to listen to his father's words, had been to stubborn to realize he was chasing after something impossible, and now everyone he cared about was paying for his stupidity. He had risked Wufei's and Duo's lives and well-beings when he made them chase him to Dorothy's palace. His family and people were now faced with war with the definite possibility of not having luck on their side. Duo had ended up falling for a human too, dooming himself just as Quatre had done. And…and Trowa was being controlled by Dorothy all because she wanted to get to him. He had done this…and by Allah he was going to make it right if it killed him!
He pushed himself back to his feet, ignoring the hands attempting to help him up and flashed the small company around him, including a very wet and very alert looking Cathy, a determined glare. He was going to fix this, everything, and he didn't care what he had to do in order to. He pointed to Wufei and gestured back out to the ocean before pointing to Cathy and directing her back to the castle, making a gesture that he hoped looked like 'stop her.' He hoped that Wufei or Duo understood what he was trying to convey, hoped that they would be able to discern what it was he was planning to do.
Luckily for him, Duo knew him pretty damn well and could interpret his otherwise confusing gestures.
"Good idea, Quat! Okay, Wuffers go back to Araaba and warn everyone, I mean EVERYONE what's going down. Cathy, you gotta head back to the ship before it sets sail in a few minutes and try to stall Miss 'Dora' until we get there. Heero, we gotta get Quatre here to that ship on ship that will go unnoticed and is fast enough to keep up with that big of a ship! Quatre, did I miss anything?"
Quatre shook his head, silently marveling at his violet-eyed companion's ability to completely understand what it was he was thinking. They obviously spent too much time around each other.
"Uh, yes you did!" Cathy exclaimed as she leapt to her feet with the grace of a cat. "How about the part when you explain to me what on Earth is going on and how the two of you are…are…"
"Merman?" Heero supplied with a blank expression as he gazed stonily back at the three young men on the dock before him.
"Yes! Now, I'm not doing anything until I get some God-damned answers as to what's going on and why my little brother is marrying a tentacled woman in less than four hours!"
Wufei gave an annoyed sigh before he canted his head towards Quatre in a deferent manner. "I'll leave this to you, Duo. Just tell them everything…we need all the help we can get. Quatre, I'm going to warn your father what is happening…get yourself to that boat as soon as can and stop that Witch!" He gave a terse nod before scooting back towards the edge and leaping into the water, splashing his fin once for good measure before disappearing below the rippling waves.
"Okay, listen up because we don't have a lot of time and I'm only going to tell this story once," Duo said. He took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on the two humans staring at him and Quatre, hoping this didn't take that long.
"All right, so this whole thing started when Blondie here decided to watch some exploding lights in the sky a few months back. I admit, I was pretty interested too, so me and Wuffers tagged along to make sure Quat didn't get hurt or anything. Long story short, Quatre saw Trowa, thought he was handsome, storm hit, saved prince, sang to him on the beach and fell head over fins in love with Uni-bang, and had to be physically dragged off into the water as Heero and S hurried over.
"So, a couple months pass and Quatre here is still has in love with Trowa as he was the night he rescued him, and it was starting to show. Problem is, it's forbidden for Merfolk to have contact with humans, much less fall in love with them, so Q's dad was pretty peeved when he found out and destroyed his entire collection of human stuff, which, by the way, I helped collect so I was pretty angry too! Anyway, Quatre was upset and decided to give into the bad fruit of temptation and allow a horrible Sea Witch to help him. Which she did, as you can see he no longer has fins but to rather short pair of legs, and he had ten days to prove to Trowa how much he loved him and to get the prince to return his feelings. Problem was, she took away his voice as payment, so Tro wouldn't recognize him as the merman who rescued and sang to him. Bigger problem, she made the deal so that if Q didn't get Trowa to fall in love with him, which I think he already was and was too much of a jackass to see it, he'd become a slave to the Ozralean Empire.
"Ozraleans are what you saw in the mirror, Cathy.
"Now, speed through the past couple of days as you were both here and know what happened, but now Trowa's been tricked by that Sea Witch, whose using Quatre's voice as her own. So, we've got to stop the wedding before the sun sets tonight, as today is Quatre's tenth day, so Quatre doesn't become a slave and plunge the entire ocean into chaos."
Duo took another deep breath as he finished, smiling sheepishly at the amazed, and slightly concerned, looks he was receiving for talking so fast and with very little air.
"But…why does this Sea Witch want Quatre to fail so badly?" Cathy asked. Not that she wanted the blonde to become a slave anymore than the next person, but she did wonder why this 'Dorothy' was going through all the trouble.
"Because, Quatre's father, Rabban, is the ruler of the entire ocean," Duo replied with a smirk.
Both Cathy and Heero exchanged glances before looking back at a very red looking Quatre. "So…so Quatre's like a prince?" Cathy asked quietly.
"Of the entire ocean…yep. This, by the way, means that he out ranks Trowa. By a lot." Duo earned himself a slap upside the head from an embarrassed looking blonde for that remark.
Quatre looked back up to see Heero and Cathy looking at him with strange expressions on their faces. Well, Heero just glared a little softer than usual, but Cathy was looking at him like she was about to cry. He shot them a questioning look but it quickly morphed to surprise when Cathy stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his slim frame. She was muttering into his shoulder as she hugged him, something about how he was an idiot (like he needed her to tell him that) before pulling away and looking him in the eye.
"Quatre…why would you risk sacrificing your freedom, your life, for someone who didn't even know you beyond a voice and pretty eyes?" Cathy searched his face with all the care and confusion Iria had when he first told her about how he had fallen for a human. Quatre opened his mouth, to voice his own confusion over why he had decided to take such a big risk, but he shut it as nothing but air escaped. He looked down and heaved a deep sigh before looking back up, shrugging and giving the blue-eyed princess a sad smile.
Honestly, he couldn't tell her, or anyone for that matter, why he had made that deal with the Sea Witch. Looking back on it, it was rash, even for him, and it had landed him in the biggest problem. It was idiotic and stupid and a million over derogatory names that Quatre knew probably fit. It was careless and thoughtless and…and he probably would make the same choice if he was faced with the same decision. Of course, he would make sure he never went to an Ozralean for help again, especially when the Witch harbored so much hatred for his people, but if given the chance to do the past week and a half over…he wouldn't change it.
He couldn't describe it in words, so he didn't mind that he couldn't speak, but this feeling that filled him whenever the green-eyed and quiet prince was near him made his rational mind fly out the window. It wasn't describable, and he supposed it wasn't probable that he feel this much towards a single person, but every time Trowa had looked at him with that secretive smile the past ten days, there it was. It would speed up his heartbeat, make his head rush, and cloud his eyes until all he could was smile back with everything he had. It was raw and frightening, like he was barely clinging onto an edge, but falling didn't seem nearly as bad as trying to escape. Quatre imagined that if he could ever drown, this feeling was what it would feel like: crushing and overwhelming but tempting to let the water fill your lungs and rush through your veins. It was dangerous and it had caused so much trouble for everyone he cared about but…
But he would never give it back. It was his, this feeling, and he didn't mind that it was dangerous. The only thing he regretted was trusting a woman who shouldn't have been trusted for nothing more than spite towards his father. Everything else…it was worth it. He loved Trowa with everything he had, right down to the marrow in his bones, and if sacrificing his freedom gave him a chance at that, than he was okay with the consequence. It was even okay if the prince didn't love him back…or at least, he told himself it would be. That feeling would still be his. He just wished…he just wished he had used his head and gone to a different source other than Dorothy…then only he would have to deal with those consequences.
Quatre was brought out of his thoughts by two warm and gentle hands on either side of his face, cradling his head and forcing him to meet the fiery eyes of Catherine Bloom. "You love him, don't you? So much that you'll…enough to…"
Cathy trailed off and stepped back, brushing away the water collecting on her lower eyelashes. She looked back up and fixed each of the young men with a shaky grin before focusing on Quatre. "Take Pisces after the wedding ship sets sail…Heero can sail it. It's the fastest one we have and should be able to keep up with the ship. I'll try my best to keep my idiot of a brother from marrying an, ugh, an octopus." Cathy wrinkled her nose in distaste at the thought of her 'sister-to-be.'
Quatre shot the red-headed woman another confused glance before she turned to walk back towards the castle, frowning in confusion at her sudden shift in attitude. Hadn't she just been freaked out by the whole 'mermen' thing and then hadn't she been angry at him for dragging Trowa into the politics and fight between Merfolk and Ozraleans? His confusion melted into amusement when she flashed the blonde a cocky grin and gave him a mock salute before marching back up towards the manor. "Although I'm a little upset that you caused so much trouble Quatre, I think you'll be good for my brother…and you're much better looking than an octopus."
"Ozralean!" Duo shouted with a grin as she walked away from them before walking up to stand beside Heero and face Quatre. "So, how about Quat? Let's go and crash a wedding, steal the groom, and sail out into the sunset like a couple of good ol' bandits! That is, if Heero's willing to get us there."
"Hn."
"What about it, Heero? You believe the story yet or do you want another demonstration?"
Quatre watched Heero's eyes lock onto his before turning to stare into Duo's half amused and half serious face. The grim soldier didn't say anything for a few minutes, merely staring silently, before he reached out and brushed a strand of Duo's hair away from his eyes. Quatre felt something grip his heart when he saw Duo smile in return for the gesture, but he was determined to not le tit show…if one of them could have happiness, it deserved to be the braided merman for everything Quatre had put him through the past few days.
"I trust you," was all Heero said before grabbing both mermen's' arms and leading them away from the docks. "That, and I also don't want him marrying an octopus disguised as an annoying girl…there are enough of them running about as it is."
"Bad experience with one, Hee-chan?" Duo asked with a laugh. He had seen one of the noble's daughters, Dorlain (1) or something, giving Heero big goo-goo eyes a few nights past in the marketplace.
Duo's only response was a glare promising death if the topic was broached again and a sharp tug on the violet-eyed man's braid before latching back onto his arm.
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Wufei swam as he had never swam before, cutting through the water as a knife cuts through coral, not caring that he wasn't feeling at his strongest. He had to get to the palace…Rabban needed to know what was happening in case Dorothy's spell took hold. The dark eyes sorcerer knew what would happen then…the Witch would force Rabban to bargain for his son's life…and then they were all doomed. He knew Dorothy wanted the Scimitar, and he had a pretty good idea what she was going to do once she got it…and Wufei had no doubt in his mind that the King would surrender the weapon if it meant saving his son.
Clearing his head, Wufei refocused his thoughts on only getting to the palace, ignoring the burning pain in his lungs and how heavy his fins felt as they tore through the currents. He passed familiar landscapes after some time, and before he knew it, was speeding past palace guards who yelled at him in surprise and amazement. He didn't blame them…they had been looking for him, Duo and their prince for over a week without success…they had a right to be a little surprised at his sudden arrival.
Wufei didn't stop even as he swam through the massive pillars of Araaba's palace , speeding past a few of Quatre's older sisters who gasped when they caught a glimpse of him. He could hear a surprised Iria shout out at him but quickly begin to swim after him as he headed for the Throne room. He arrived there only moments later, completely out of breath and feeling as if he was about to collapse and go limp in the water, but managed to incline his head at a very shocked looking Rabban Winner. He heard and felt the ripples as Iria came to a halt beside him, shooting worried glances between the dark eyes sorcerer and her now angry looking father.
"WUFEI!!!"
"My Lord."
Rabban swam down off his throne, Scimitar in hand and halted directly in front of the smaller merman, glaring down at him with all the rage he could muster. "Don't you 'my Lord' me, Wufei! Where by Allah have you been, and where is my son?!"
"On land, my Lord," Wufei replied stiffly. He didn't back down from the now wrathful expression on the king's face, instead he calmly gazed back. Maybe he was still too tired to figure out he should be scared for his life at the moment. "He struck a deal with the Sea Witch ten days past to become human, sacrificing his voice in payment, and risking a life of slavery should he fail in getting the HUMAN prince he fell in love with to love him in return. Duo and I…we are guilty of helping him after he already struck the deal but…but you must understand, your Majesty, what he felt for the human wasn't going to be erased as easily as his collection was. I had a choice to either abandon him, or try to help him be happy and I chose. I don't think I would have chosen differently if given the chance and…and if you could see they way your son looks at this human, I think you would understand why.
"But, the Sea Witch is attempting to start a war, your Majesty, and is using Quatre as her trump card. She is manipulating the human prince and…and if it comes to the worse, we must be ready to face the Ozraleans."
Rabban merely stared at Wufei after his speech before looking over at his daughter standing beside the sorcerer. "Is…is what he's saying true, Iria?"
"It is, Papa," Iria said, swimming to grab her father's hand in sympathy. She was just as guilty as Wufei in this…she had hidden where her brother and Duo were along with Sally for the ten days as well. But she, like Wufei, felt no remorse for doing so. "I, well, Sally and I helped him as well. I know you hate humans, and maybe your right about most of them, but Quatre saw something in this human that Mama used to see in them. They're not all bad, and some are even good, and to try and brand them all as evil monsters and let them drown is just as wrong as them killing us as they capture fish. I wish you could have seen past the fact that Quatre was in love with a human and just see that he was in love…and that he was brave enough to risk everything for that love, even his life."
Rabban could tell who his daughter was referring to when she spoke of sacrifice…Quaterine had made a similar sacrifice for him once…and he had never really forgiven her for it. Her death had happened because of her own love for humans, and he had never forgiven the race for that loss. It hadn't been their fault intentionally he supposed, she had been dragged into the ship and crushed when she swam too close, saving her two twin daughters and baby son from getting caught in the currents, and had gotten caught by a stray net. It had been her idea to take the children close to the surface; she wanted Rabban to see what she saw when she looked at humans.
She had looked…so broken when he had got her free, tearing the ship apart in the process with his Scimitar and glad that the humans on board drowned for their sin. She had tried to make him promise that he wouldn't keep on hating humans when they weren't all bad creatures, but he had been upset to really listen.
When Quatre had begun to show interest in humans just as his mother had, he hadn't listened to his wife's final words either. He had listened to his anger and it had driven his son away…driven him so far that he had gone to the Sea Witch for someone to understand and help him. He had been so terrified that he would lose his youngest child to humans just as he had lost his beloved wife and queen, so terrified that he ignored those haunting words his wife had given him in dying. He hadn't listened to them then…but by Allah he was going to listen to them now. He locked eyes with Iria, before turning back to Wufei, Scimitar clutched tightly in his hands.
"Iria, summon Sally and make sure our people are safely locked away in the caves…send the guard and warriors to the city gates in case of an invasion. Wufei, lead me to where my son is…I will deal with the Witch myself."
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Cathy took a deep breath as she pushed open the door of 'Dora's' dressing room with a huge grin in place, attempting to seem friendly and benevolent to the…octopus woman disguised as a young girl. The ship had cast off three hours past and with the sun sinking ever lower in the sky, the orange light that bathed the sea and ship did nothing to allay the princess's worry. However, she had somehow kept her composure, welcoming the imposter and Witch with open arms as they all boarded the ship. She had done her best to stall the monster, hiding her bodice, redoing her hair multiple times, shouting at the attendant who came to check if the Lady Dora was ready that she was suffering from nervous butterflies. Now though…now it seemed like she had run out of excuses.
'Dora' was adjusting her veil with a self-satisfied glint in her eyes as an empty smile danced across her mouth. If Cathy wasn't so terrified of her, she'd punch her smile right off. She followed closely behind the girl trying to be friendly and welcoming as they started up towards the deck of the ship where Trowa and the guests were waiting. "So, you aren't nervous at all? Because, it's okay if you are after all! It's normal to get cold feet! My brother, I mean, he's handsome enough but he's dumb as those rocks he likes to sit on. Nothing going on up in that head of his! Probably nothing going on, well, in other places either! Not that I'm saying he's impotent but, well, would you have a problem if he is?"
"I love the prince," was what 'Dora' replied with. She had an adoring expression on her face that didn't reach her cold eyes. It was sad; she didn't do those brilliant eyes justice like Quatre did. She reached up and ran a finger along the sides of the conch shell at her neck. "And I cannot wait to be married and a part of the family!"
Cathy smiled weakly in return as they exited the ship and she heard music begin to pick up. All eyes had turned towards them, Cathy and another bridesmaid walking slightly in front of 'Dora' as the wedding march played, and Cathy took her lip between her teeth as she watched the sun sink ever closer to the horizon. She stood off to the side as she reached the altar and her brother, whispering to the old priest to recite the vows slow because her brother was a little deaf.
'Dora' arrived at the altar and stood demure and gracefully beside Trowa, earning many an adoring whisper that made Cathy's stomach churn. She could see S standing off to the side of her brother, holding an aggravated Ares back from, what it looked like, launching her lithe cat body at the smirking brunette. Cathy wanted nothing more than to let the lion cub at the Witch once the vows began…Cathy was feeling like she was about to hyperventilate! What could she do? She had to stall this wedding and…and…
She smiled to herself briefly before gasping loudly and collapsing to the ground.
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True to her word, the little boat Cathy had told them to take was quick and was bale to keep relatively close to the wedding ship. Quatre was trying to will the little boat to go faster, just as he tried to will the sun to slow down its descent. He could hear Duo and Heero talking the whole way, probably trying to distract him or themselves, but Quatre wasn't sure if it worked for them. It certainly didn't work for him. Duo was telling Heero about Araaba and their lives before everything happened, Heero asking quiet but intrigued questions occasionally as they sped after the ship for a few hours.
As the sun began to bathe the sea in a golden hue, the ship stopped moving, which Heero told them meant that the wedding had started. Quatre heard Duo inhale sharply and urge Heero to sail faster, no matter if it made them all nauseous. He did so, drawing the sail together in a way that enabled them to cut through the water, speeding over the waves in little leaps that made both mermen a little green in the face. Heero made a smart comment about Merfolk getting sea-sick, to which Duo replied with an insulting and inappropriate comment that made the stern arms master laugh lightly.
Quatre could hear the music as little Pisces pulled up alongside the massive wedding ship, and he immediately leapt out of the boat, not caring that the water was freezing to his human body, and started pulling himself up the side of the boat. He had done this with a fin…surely he could do this with legs. He heard another splash, followed by another, but he couldn't look down...he had to get up and onto the deck. Eventually, Quatre pulled himself over the side of the boat, arms and legs feeling like jelly and his hands full of splinters, but he pushed himself up and began running towards the music. He could hear two other sets of feet following him, but they were too far behind for him to wait.
He turned a corner and found himself standing on the main deck of the ship, a hundred people sitting between him and a blank looking Trowa at the altar. He heard a gasp and then people were all standing up, someone yelling to get a doctor and that the Princess Catherine had fainted. He couldn't see what happened next because of all the people surrounding the altar…
But there was a slip of a mask…
A pausing of the vows…
An alarmed shout…
A lion cub attacking the white dress of a girl who didn't look so nice anymore…
More alarmed shouting as a fainted princess leapt to her feet and made a grab for a necklace…
An enraged shriek…
A shattering sound of something being broken…
And a hauntingly beautiful voice floating towards a blonde young man as a green-eyed prince came back to himself.
Quatre looked on in amazement as the crowd parted to let a glowing yellow smoke that was resonating with a voice…his voice…through. It wrapped around his legs and torso, shocking wedding guests, disguised witches, and astonished princes alike, as it floated down his throat and he took a deep breath that ended with one clear, pure note. He breathed in deeply as the smoke disappeared, before letting out a full fledged laugh that wasn't so silent…but rather a clear tenor that echoed on the painfully quiet ship. Quatre let out another laugh, marveling in the sound of his own voice, as he wrapped a hand around his throat, smiling at one person staring at him from the altar.
"Quatre?" the blonde heard Trowa ask in a confused voice. The tall prince stepped down from the altar and made his way towards the smiling blonde, a bewildered look on his usually collected face.
"Last time I checked!" Quatre responded with a smile, not taking his teal eyes off the prince as he stepped closer to him.
"You can talk…" Trowa said as he took the blonde's hands in his own, gazing into those depthless blue eyes and realizing that this wonderfully beautiful young man that had washed up on his beach ten days ago was the same one who had washed him up on his beach after nearly drowning…and he hadn't seen it until now. He ignored a screeching voice telling him to get away from Quatre, tilting the blonde's head up as strong hands made their way up is arms. "It's you, isn't it? It was you all along and I was too blind to see it."
"Trowa, I wanted to tell you but I couldn't…I love you and have from the moment I first saw you gaze over the ocean."
Trowa smiled, a true full blown smile and leaned in closer but he stopped when he heard a pained gasp come from the shorter man and an unearthly cackle of glee coming from the altar. Trowa looked up to see that the sun had set before looking back to the blonde who had fallen to the ground. Quatre let out another pained gasp as he felt his legs begin to fuse together, shredding the dark brown pants he had been wearing and leaving only scaled and teal colored fins behind. He looked up and gave Trowa a defeated and terrified look as his fins and tail curled as he sat back up.
"Quatre…what, what are you?" Trowa's voice came out low and shocked as he stared down at Quatre with wide green eyes.
"I'm sorry, Trowa! I wanted to tell you but…but I didn't know how and…and now I'm, we're--"
"You're too late, darling," came cold voice form behind them. Trowa whipped around to see the brown haired girl who he remembered, vaguely, as someone who he had almost married, suddenly change into a monstrous creature with tentacles and long blonde hair. The wedding guests gasped and scrambled away as she began to crawl towards the prince and fallen blonde. She had a hideous smile on her cruel face and her ice blue eyes were alive with a kind of manic cruelty as she fixed her gaze on Quatre. Trowa turned around and hefted the blonde, tail and all, into his arms and began to back away from the approaching…thing.
"Get away from him," Trowa hissed dangerously, setting Quatre down behind him and drawing his sword with fire in his green eyes. Sure, he was a little shocked over seeing Quatre change into some kind of fish, but he would be damned(2) if he let anyone get in between them again.
"Human," the blonde woman drawled in an equally dangerous voice. "Don't get in the way of a Witch and her prize…that boy belongs to me now."
Without further warning, a black tentacle swung out and sent Trowa flying into the opposite side of the ship. Quatre's eyes went wide and he tried to crawl towards the coughing prince as he pushed himself up, but was stopped when two equally powerful tentacles wrapped around his torso and dragged him away. He tried to break the suctioning grip the tentacles had on him, but it was no use and he felt a cold hand wrapping around his mouth. He heard Trowa, along with other voices he knew to be Cathy and Duo, shout out his name as Dorothy sat on the edge of the ship.
"Say so long, human prince!" Dorothy said with a high-pitched laugh as she leaned back off the edge of the ship.
The last thing Quatre saw were two terrified green eyes watching as Dorothy pulled him over the edge and into the sea.
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1. I'm not a Relena basher, but she does annoy me from time to time.
2. I think this is the really title of this chapter…it's the fourth time I used it!
Again, sorry for the delay…but this time it was only a month. I don't know where I got the time to update this…oh that's right! I don't have time, I just put off writing another essay for this! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! The end is coming soon everyone! Please review and feed my starving muses…they've gone so long without food due to my lack of updates!
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