Title: My Digital Dream
Author: Silent Lullaby
Warnings: Yaoi
Gundam Wing is not mine sadly enough. Since I make no profit outside of joy of writing, think of this as free advertising.
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Heero watched as the red haired girl sat upon the aged couch. She looked about the crowded room and released a sigh. She looked tired, as if fatigue had put out the light of life and dust had covered the unused candle.
From the corner two sets of eyes appeared. Quatre moved to sit on one side of the girl as his green eyed friend stood beside him. The blonde boy placed his small pale hand upon hers and a tear slide down his cheek. Lifting his shining blue eye so meet hers he smiled.
For a moment the girl looked alive again but the dust soon settled back, though it was lighter than before. She gave a half smile to the blonde and turned to Trowa. As if seeing a ghost her pupils widened and her mouth dropped slightly.
As she regained her composure she remained staring at the green eyed boy. The youth gazed back emotionless, the only thing that was ever alive about the boy was his cool green eyes. Calculating and wise beyond his years they saw everything but divulged very little to anyone but the blonde boy.
Quatre intertwined his small pale fingers with the other boy's hand. The calluses and sun darkened lent him strength as he opened his mouth to speak.
"Are you going to take Trowa away?"
The red haired girl looked at the shivering blonde. His wide blue eyes shone with unshed tears and his small frame shook from an unknown fear. He looked like porcelain doll about to shatter upon the floor.
"He reminds me of my dead brother. I'd like to adopt him, but don't worry he can come visit."
The blondes shaking grew worse at her words. Silently Trowa wrapped a strong arm around the smaller boy and stared with deadened eyes at the girl.
"I won't go with you."
"How come? Wouldn't you like to be a family? I live at one of the last circus."
The boy's eyes grew harder and his arm more secure about the blonde boy's shoulders.
"I don't deserve or want a family. I'm staying with Quatre. Besides, you don't want me; you want me to bring back the dead of your past."
The girl's head drooped and tears fell upon her pick sweater, staining it red. Droplets of blood upon the cherry blossoms.
"Stay here."
The threesome stared at the speaker. None had noticed his movement towards them and all were curious as to what the words meant.
"Stay here for awhile. Let the past go and live by your feelings. It's the only way to live a good life."
The red head nodded and a small smiled crossed her face as the tears ceased falling. Trowa placed a calloused hand over hers and continued to hold the blonde with the other arm.
"By the way, my name is Catherine."
The blue eyed boy nodded turned to leave. Wing needed an energy pack and the small group needed time.
Author: Silent Lullaby
Warnings: Yaoi
Gundam Wing is not mine sadly enough. Since I make no profit outside of joy of writing, think of this as free advertising.
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Heero watched as the red haired girl sat upon the aged couch. She looked about the crowded room and released a sigh. She looked tired, as if fatigue had put out the light of life and dust had covered the unused candle.
From the corner two sets of eyes appeared. Quatre moved to sit on one side of the girl as his green eyed friend stood beside him. The blonde boy placed his small pale hand upon hers and a tear slide down his cheek. Lifting his shining blue eye so meet hers he smiled.
For a moment the girl looked alive again but the dust soon settled back, though it was lighter than before. She gave a half smile to the blonde and turned to Trowa. As if seeing a ghost her pupils widened and her mouth dropped slightly.
As she regained her composure she remained staring at the green eyed boy. The youth gazed back emotionless, the only thing that was ever alive about the boy was his cool green eyes. Calculating and wise beyond his years they saw everything but divulged very little to anyone but the blonde boy.
Quatre intertwined his small pale fingers with the other boy's hand. The calluses and sun darkened lent him strength as he opened his mouth to speak.
"Are you going to take Trowa away?"
The red haired girl looked at the shivering blonde. His wide blue eyes shone with unshed tears and his small frame shook from an unknown fear. He looked like porcelain doll about to shatter upon the floor.
"He reminds me of my dead brother. I'd like to adopt him, but don't worry he can come visit."
The blondes shaking grew worse at her words. Silently Trowa wrapped a strong arm around the smaller boy and stared with deadened eyes at the girl.
"I won't go with you."
"How come? Wouldn't you like to be a family? I live at one of the last circus."
The boy's eyes grew harder and his arm more secure about the blonde boy's shoulders.
"I don't deserve or want a family. I'm staying with Quatre. Besides, you don't want me; you want me to bring back the dead of your past."
The girl's head drooped and tears fell upon her pick sweater, staining it red. Droplets of blood upon the cherry blossoms.
"Stay here."
The threesome stared at the speaker. None had noticed his movement towards them and all were curious as to what the words meant.
"Stay here for awhile. Let the past go and live by your feelings. It's the only way to live a good life."
The red head nodded and a small smiled crossed her face as the tears ceased falling. Trowa placed a calloused hand over hers and continued to hold the blonde with the other arm.
"By the way, my name is Catherine."
The blue eyed boy nodded turned to leave. Wing needed an energy pack and the small group needed time.