Part Ten: Trowa!

(Trowa's POV)

"Shit." I hissed. My arm wrapped around Quatre as he slumped forward. I pushed the horse faster as the sand storm crept up on us. Only it wasn't moving slowly. It was gaining quickly. Very quickly.

I blew out a breath when we reached the broken down building. I swung off the horse quickly pulling Quatre down after me. "Damnit."

I pulled Quatre into one of the broken down rooms. I genty laid him one of the broken beds and pulled a blanket over the two of us as the sand storm hit hard. After five minutes I felt the winds slow down and threw off the blanket. "Quatre?"

Looking down at my blonde I froze. My eyes were on hsi chest, only it wasn't rising and falling like it should be. "No." Was gusted from my mouth.

Frantically I started CPR. "Quatre." I begged. "Come on love, breath." More hard pushes against his chest. "Breath." I ordered him, pressing my mouth to his, passing air. "Breath damnit!" I hissed, slamming down on his chest. "Quatre breath!" Panic set in as he still wasn't breathing.

"Please, please Quatre. Breath, just breath for me." I pushed and pushed on his chest desperatly. "Please!"

My eyes closed of there own accord. "Damnit." I shouted. "No! God damnit NO!" My hands slammed down on his chest time after time. "NO!" My shoulders shook slightly before I heard the yells from outside.

That fucking bastard was outside. Anger swirled through me and I left my spot from atop of Quatre and placed a final kiss to his lips before moving to confront the bastard.

"Never break." I whispered, rubbing the ring that adored my left ring finger. I stalked outside, anger swarming through me all over again as I thought back on the past two days. All this man had done to the ones I love. No. I wasn't standing for it.

I came out glaring, anger making me tense as hell and I was positive I looked beyond dangerous. "You fucking coward." I hissed at the lone man standing about three feet from the door. "You're as low as your goddamned brother."

Fire scorched through the man's blue gaze. "My brother was a good man, until you killed him!"

"Your brother robbed a bank and then procceded to try and shot a child!" I roared.

The younger brother shook his head feverantly. "No! Deno was a good man!"

"No. He was a criminal." I grunted. "And you've become one by murdering my fiancee'." I hissed.

The man grinned. "So he died did he? Hm. How very interesting."

My fists clenched at my sides. He had taken him from me. He had taken my angel from me. "Fuck you." I spat before moving quickly. He never saw me move untill I actuall struck him. He fell back against the sand heavily. The winds whipped around, shifting my hair, showing my face to the man. I saw him shudder when he looked me in the eyes. I brought my fist back for one final strike that would end it all.

"NO!"

I froze instantly.

(Quatre's POV)

Trowa. Trowa! TROWA!

The thought was the only thing that passed through my mind before I slipped from this world. In the bleakness of death the only thing I could think of was the one I loved most.

"Damnit!"

The voice penatrated somewhere. "No! God damnit NO!" The heartfelt, earth shattering brokenness in the voice had me clawing my way back. "NO!"

I wanted so badly to comfort my lover. I struggled against the weight pulling me down. No, I can't leave Trowa. Not like this. Not like this! Please, Allah give me one more chance. I beg of you! I beg of you to let me go back to him! PLEASE!

His anger swarmed me suddenly, giving me the strencth to fight the shackles. Help me here Trowa. Give me your strength. I felt the kiss even in the darkness. The love. Love was stronger then anything out there. I grasped his love for me and let mine soar. One way or another I was getting back to him. Absently I fingered the ring as I concentrated on my love.

"Allah help me. Anything. I will give anything to go back to him." I begged and pleaded as the darkness grew grayer before becoming white. "Thank you." I muttered. "Thank you Allah."

Pain was the first thing that hit me. I hissed and bit my lip. Sound and smell came next followed by taste and touch. With a long panting breath I pushed myself up, wounds screaming at me not to move. I moved. I had to. I stummbled toward the loud angry voice, letting my sheild slowly gather back up. I felt Trowa's raw anger and ache in my chest. With a deep breath I leaned on the doorway. "NO!"

Trowa froze in front of me. Ever so slowly he turned to me, eyes wide and on the verge of tears. "Quatre?" He whispered.

"I figured out why you look so familiar." I gasped, leaning heavily on the door frame. "Your brother, Deno Revera right?"

The mans blue eyes narrowed. "Yes."

I gasped as pin flowed through my torso. "Trowa-*pant* didn't kill *pant* your brother."

My arm wrapped arpund my middle. I knew Trowa was torn between coming to my aid and standing gaurd for me.

"What?" The man hissed.

I looked him in the eye. "I did. It was my weapon that actually killed him." I bit my cheek in pain. "Trowa never fired his gun. It was my shot." I groaned as blood flowed into my hand, seeping into my shirt. "Leave Trowa out of it." I gasped.

"You, you killed him?" The man shook.

"Yes." I grunted, knees just about to give out. "He robbed a bank, threatened a child in it and shot the man I love. He was about to kill the same man and I wasn't going to stand by and watch him die before me while I could do something about it." I gasped finding myself being pulled into my lovers chest quickly. His arm swept my legs out from underneath me and he craddled me to him, burying his face in my neck.

I looked back at Revera. "Wouldn't you have done the same if our positions were reversed and your brother was the one about to die. Would you have fired your weapon to save him? Killing another man to save all that you love, the only way you could?"

The mans eyes shut tightly. "He- Deno nearly killed him?" He asked brokenly.

"He did technically. A doctor friend of ours brought him back to me." I spoke softly.

I glanced up to see Trowa glaring heatedly at the man. "Love." I muttered, gaining his attention. "He was lost, like we have been before. The only difference is, he didn't have someone to find him this time. Don't take his actions into account." I murmured to him. "Home. Please just take me home Trowa."

I felt Trowa shift me as my eyes dropped closed. He swept past the other man without so much of a protest. I opened my eyes when he placed me on the horse. I looked at the rising moon. "I think we missed the wedding Trowa."

Trowa remained silent as he swung up behind me, wrapping an arm around me firmly. I gladly let him pull me back and snugged into his warmth. After the heat of the sandstorm, the coolnight's air had me shivering. Or perhaps it was all the blood loss. The horse was in a dead out run before I could even open my eyes again.

"Stay awake angel. Please stay awake." I heard him beg me. Trowa rarely ever did that.

"Take me to the Oasis first please."

"Quatre we need to get-"

"Please Trowa." I heard him sigh. Knowing I'd won I waited for the palm trees to come into veiw. When they did I smiled.

Within the shadows, Trowa slipped off and helped me down. I walked shakily into the water, hissing at the pain flaring from the cuts and gashes and bullet wounds. Slowly I slipped into the cool water. Bowing ever so gracefully, I started my prayer. I rose from the water and turned back to Trowa, who was waiting for me at the waters edge. I slowly undid the belt and dropped it into the water. I opened the shirt to show Trowa.

He gasped softly as the scrapes, cuts and most of the gashes had healed, leaving faint white and red lines that would no doubt form scars later. The bullet holes had been close to closing, well the ones that didn't have the bullets remaining inside had. "How?"

I smiled gently. "Magic." I whispered. "I told you long ago Trowa. This Oasis is special. It is said to be the first in which Allah drank from in this desert. It is also said to be the one where he blessed it with enternal life. Some use to call it the foutain of youth. Nothing but a myth. But the water is said to have special properties for those blessed by Allah himself." I smiled. "I consider myself very blessed. After all, he sent me you."

I made my way to the water's edge. "Never broken." I whispered and leaned up on my tippy toes to kiss him. "Come, swim with me." I took his hand and pulled him into the water. I let the water swish over my head as I lowered myself and pushed back, dragging Trowa with me. I came back up and trailed my fingers over places that had been injured moments before. "I do believe you are blessed as well." I muttered against his lips.

"Very Quatre. Very, very blessed." His lips claimed mine as he pushed me back under the water. We swam and kissed lightly for hours. before finally pulling ourselves from the water. I had Trowa remove the remaining bullets before dragging him back in with me.

He swam with me, hands tracing my body and lips following. I could feel everything there was to feel about Trowa. I felt every emotion and every caress and couldn't have been happier. Coming back up for the second time I looked up at the moon as she shone down, caressing us with her kiss. "We should get back."

"I agree. Heero, Duo and Wufei are probably frantic about now." We slowly swam our way to the shore. Trowa istantly picked me up, craddling me.

"Trowa." I muttered.

"I lost you. I actually lost you little one." The fear and desperation in his tone had my shields shattering.

"But I'm here now." I pressed a kiss to his neck. "I'm still here."

"Thank god." I faintly smiled at that. Trowa had never been one on relgion. Praise Allah I added mentally. "Home. I'm taking you home and never letting you out of my sight again." He growled. I smiled faintly. Though the pain was gone I was still a little dizzy from losing so much blood.

"I feel like I could sleep for a year and then some." I muttered, hearing him snort lightly. "Trowa." I bit my lip. "May we stay here? Just for tonight?"

Towa's pace faultered. "I don't-" Trowa looked around. "I suppose."

I caught the faint dissapproving tone and snickered. "I don't think we'll be attacked tonight. I gave him a lot to think about."

Trowa grunted but none the less found us a small shady, soft spot to sleep. He set me down. "Stay still." He ordered me.

I wasn't going to argue. I watched as Trowa made a small bed of sorts then procceded to cover our little hide out. He noded and came back over to me. I held out my hand and he just looked at it. With a frown he lifted me. "Trowa~." I groaned.

"Don't argue." I huffed at him. "Please, let me love." My mouth clamped shut.

Trowa laid me down then hovered over me for a few seconds before his mouth closed over mine. My eyes closed as his hands drifted over me gently. "Trowa." I murmured as he moved lower. H ignored me and continued on over my body.

I arched up as he clamped down on sensitive skin. I was panting in no time, brain going foggy with lust. "Trowa~"

The night air was filled with pants, groans and crys of escatsy. Mostly mine.

Okay so here's the next part: Dedicated to Madre! Please please don't kill me! That's all I have to say! Ignore spelling and alll that FF is being silly

~VED