Chapter 14
There was a knock at the door.
Quatre slowly looked up. "Come in."
A smiling face greeted him. Quatre forced a smile as Duo pranced into the room.
"Hey cous!!" said Duo. His braid was over his shoulder. "How's it going?"
"Oh, same old same old," said Quatre. "Nothing new." He stared at the braid. "Heero's been by again?"
Duo looked at the braid. He himself made messy braids so Quatre use to do them. Now Heero insisted on it.
"Yeah," said Duo. But he quickly added. "He wasn't here long. They all had to work and everything, so Trowa-"
A pained look crossed Quatre's face. Duo almost broke down crying looking at him.
"Did Heero say it?"
"Say what?"
"That Trowa was too busy. Too busy to see me?"
"Cous..."
"I'm sorry. It's just that...ever since we woke up, which was three weeks ago, he has not once come to visit me. It's strange. I was so afraid I'd never see him again. But he's giving me the silent treatment, and I don't know why."
Duo sat next to Quatre and put an arm around him. "Don't worry, man. This whole thing with Jervis has really shaken up everyone. He probably is too busy to come by."
"Then how come Heero comes by every chance he gets?"
"..."
"...I'm tired now. I think I'll take a nap."
Duo stood. "Okay. Bye, Cous."
"Bye."
Duo closed the door behind him gently. He just stood there, feeling a swelling anger and gripped the doorknob.
Quatre has every right to question!!! Why in the hell hasn't Trowa visited?! I was told that Heero was colder than him, but here he is, not even once seeing Quatre!!!! This isn't fair for him...
"Welcome back," said Noin. "Have a nice visit?"
Heero gave a quick nod, then walked past her. He felt angry and frustrated.
It was enough that he went to that witches place by himself. But the fact that Duo kept asking where Trowa was, and him not having any answers...it was too much.
I don't have an answer, he thought. But Trowa should...
He reached Trowa's door. He knocked once, then entered.
Trowa was seated on the bed, reading a book. Heero stalked over and ripped the book from his grasp.
"Hey!!" snapped Trowa. "Why-"
"I'm asking the questions, so keep your mouth shut."
Trowa stared in shock at him.
"Why haven't you visited Quatre?!"
"Is that all?" Trowa's eyes narrowed. "I have better things to do."
Heero gaped at him. He searched Trowa's mind for his true feelings...but all he could sense was a thick fog.
"That blonde bunny isn't worth my time," continued Trowa. "He should just go."
Heero grabbed the front of his shirt. "How dare you!!!!! You-"
"Let me go, Heero."
Heero did. He glared angrily at Trowa. "I thought you were a better person than this. But I was wrong." Then he stormed out of the room, throwing down the book as he left.
Trowa picked the book off the floor. It no longer seemed to have his attention.
Quatre SHOULD get far away!!! I have to harden my heart to him. It's for the better. For his own safety.
He plopped onto the bed, laying down. He was overcome by a familiar scent. Quatre's scent was still in the pillows and covers.
Why did he have to be chosen anyway?! Why did Jervis have to come back?! Gods, why can't I be human...
"Tell me the truth."
Heero looked up. Duo watched him with serious eyes. "Truth?"
Duo nodded. "Why hasn't Trowa visited?"
"He's been busy-"
"Doing what?"
Heero tried to think of something, but couldn't.
"He just isn't visit, huh?"
"..."
"Why? Quatre wants to see him so badly. Too badly, to be exact. Why is Trowa giving him the silent treatment? There is no reason too. In fact, he should be practically begging to see Quatre everyday."
"...Let me talk to Quatre for a moment."
"Okay. But he's been depressed lately."
"No one's blaming him."
"Hello," murmured Quatre without looking up.
Heero sat down. "Quatre-"
"How is he? Trowa?"
"Um, healthy. Y'know, same as always."
"Do you know why?"
"Why what?"
"Why he hasn't been visiting."
"...I..."
"So you don't know either."
"His emotions are clouded. I can't really see beyond a thick fog."
"Oh..."
"Look Quatre-"
"Just please tell him to see me. I don't care if it's just one time. I want to see his face, hear his voice..."
"No problem. I will."
"You haven't been visiting him?!" exclaimed Catherine. "Why?!"
"There's no need," said Trowa.
"Like hell there is!!!! He needs you!!!! And you need him!!!!"
"No, I don't!!!!" he shot to his feet, glaring at her. Catherine flinched under his glare. He sat back down. "I'm sorry."
"Why did you just say that? That you don't need him?"
"It's isn't true. I need him more than anything."
"Then why-"
"I need HIM. But he doesn't need ME."
"What?"
Suddenly, the door slammed open. Heero stormed in.
"Heero-"
He glared at Trowa. "You are going to see him tomorrow."
Trowa scoffed. "Like hell I am."
"Or I'll hang you out that window head first."
"Heero!!!" cried out Catherine.
Trowa returned his glare. "Fine. I'll go see him tomorrow."
"You had better. I've seen enough of his sad face."
There was a loud creak, like the front door opening.
Dorothy narrowed her eyes. She got up and reached for her rifle. Ever since Franz paid her a visit, she was always on her guard.
"Just...if you see Leslie, tell me okay?"
She saw a shadow and raised her gun. "Who is there?!"
"It's just me." Leslie.
Dorothy kept her gun pointed. "Come in."
Leslie complied and gasped at the gun. "Dorothy?!"
"What the HELL are you doing, breaking into my house?!?! You'd better explain yourself before I blow your head off!!!!"
"I...I need a place to stay-"
"After what you did?! Well, you can't stay here."
"Why not?!"
"Because I said so. Now sit down. I believe Franz will come by this evening. He can take you back."
Leslie's eyes widened. "No!!!!!"
"Yes. Now sit!!!!"
Leslie just stood there. Then she took off running.
"STOP!!!!!!" Dorothy fired, but she missed. The girl was gone. "Fuck!!!"
"Quatre." A familiar voice awoke him.
Quatre opened his eyes. Trowa stood over him, but his face looked neutral. Even more so than when they first met...
"Trowa!!" he jumped at the vampire, wanting to throw his arms around him. But Trowa gave a light push away. Quatre felt shocked and confused.
"I came here today to tell you something," said Trowa.
"What?"
"I'm ending our little 'lovers' game."
Ice cold fear shot through Quatre. Tears welled up in his eyes. "What?! 'Game'?!"
"Did you actually think I loved you? You're blinder than an ally rat. Vampires don't love."
"But Heero-"
"He is blind."
"But-"
"I never did care for you." He turned away as he spoke. "I was just lonely and needed the company."
No, no, no...
"And I'm disappointed, really. You can't even fight for yourself."
Please let this not be true...
"Weaklings annoy me. And humans are weak. You're the weakest of them all."
Why is this happening...
"So I came here...to say goodbye. You're welcome to come back to the castle, but I refuse to let a weakling stay with me."
Quatre choked back a sob. "Why?! I could sense your emotions for me!!! Why are you saying such cruel things to me?! All I've ever done is love you!!!"
Trowa said nothing as he started to leave the room.
"Trowa...please don't leave me...please..."
He exited the room, closing the door behind him. Quatre fell face-first onto the bed, sobbing. All he ever had was love. Now that hole in his soul had returned. And it was hurting him terribly.
Trowa settled into his coffin, still registering what he said to Quatre. And Quatre's words echoed in his head.
"Why are you saying such cruel things to me?!"
It's for your own good...
"All I've ever done is love you!!!"
And that love could kill you...
"Trowa...please don't leave me...please..."
Trowa put a hand to his face. Tears were seeping out of his eyes. He curled into a ball and cried silently. Gods, he loved that human boy!! But he had to do this. Jervis was trying to kill Quatre because of him...
The tears kept coming as his cries turned into silent sobs. His body shook terribly, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to stop.
Duo's hand hesitated on the doorknob. He heard shuffling from the other side of the door. He slowly opened, and was shocked at what he saw.
Quatre's trunk was open on his bed. Quatre moved like a marionette, silently packing things into it.
"Cous?" said Duo. He walked over to Quatre. "What are you doing?"
Quatre forced a sad smile as he packed more shirts. "Oh...I'm just packing."
"Why?"
"I'm going home, silly. Why else?"
"You mean to the castle?"
"No. Maine."
"WHAT?!?!"
Quatre folded the last of his shirts and put them in the trunk. Duo stared in shock at him. "Why, Quatre?! We have a home here!!!"
"You have a home here. With Heero. I don't."
Duo grabbed Quatre's shoulders. "But you have Trowa-"
"No, no. He never loved me. He told me himself."
"Quatre, you aren't...what?!"
"He came by yesterday and said he didn't love me. He said he was ending our lovers game. As if everything I felt was for nothing."
"But Cous, you don't have to go back to Maine over this!! That's halfway around the world!!!"
"But I DO. I need to be somewhere where I can feel comfortable. And...I'd just fall apart if I saw him again."
Duo let him go. "But you'll never see ME again."
"But I know you'll be in good hands, and happy."
"I'd be happier if YOU stayed."
"You don't need me."
"I..."
"I'll be taking a train to Berlin, then another to France. I'll take a boat from there." He hugged the stunned Duo and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I do love you, cousin. It's just...we will see each other again, right?"
Duo slowly nodded. Quatre gave him one last hug, then grabbed his trunk. "Hilde is going to direct me to the station. Um, can you say goodbye to everyone for me? I couldn't bear to face all of them."
Duo nodded again.
"So long." With that, he was gone.
Duo sank to his knees, tears spilling from his eyes. Quatre looked so sad, there was no way he could refuse him. And now...now he would probably never see him again. He suddenly became angry. This was all Trowa's fault. If he hadn't led Quatre on like that...if he hadn't said such cruel things...
Well, Mr. Barton. Congratulations. You've driven away your love, my cousin. And I'll never forgive you for it...
Quatre held up his ticket. The sun shined brightly above him.
"Running away?" asked someone.
Quatre turned to see a boy his age. Black hair that hung long just down to his shoulders, tied in a ponytail. And piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in black.
"Who...are you?"
"It is not of your concern. But your love dumped you, huh? So you're running away."
"...Call it what you want. I don't want to deal with it."
The boy laughed. "Y'know, I was sent to grab you, but you don't seem so useful."
Quatre stiffened. Jervis sent him. He must be a human familiar...
"Go ahead, run away. Cowards do that all the time. For as you can see..." He lifted up both wrists. Neither had markings on it. "I have nothing to lose." He gave Quatre an icy smirk, then walked away. Quatre stared after him in shock.
He went against his orders...he's human and works for Jervis...but he isn't marked...who is he?
He didn't have time to dwell on it. The train would be leaving soon. He boarded the train and settled into his seat. He sighed sadly and looked out the window.
I am running away...but I can't help it. I have no one who truly loves me, besides Duo. But he has a lover, someone who loves him strongly. I don't...
The train started moving. Quatre stared out the window. I'm going home. I need to. I need to get away from here. I wouldn't be able to keep my sanity here, knowing he was so close by, and he not even caring for me...this is the right decision. This way, I can never see him again.
No Quatre!!! Oops, too late. And, we are introduced to a new character!! And he has quite a role in the storyline!! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, and I hope to see you all again!!! ^_^
There was a knock at the door.
Quatre slowly looked up. "Come in."
A smiling face greeted him. Quatre forced a smile as Duo pranced into the room.
"Hey cous!!" said Duo. His braid was over his shoulder. "How's it going?"
"Oh, same old same old," said Quatre. "Nothing new." He stared at the braid. "Heero's been by again?"
Duo looked at the braid. He himself made messy braids so Quatre use to do them. Now Heero insisted on it.
"Yeah," said Duo. But he quickly added. "He wasn't here long. They all had to work and everything, so Trowa-"
A pained look crossed Quatre's face. Duo almost broke down crying looking at him.
"Did Heero say it?"
"Say what?"
"That Trowa was too busy. Too busy to see me?"
"Cous..."
"I'm sorry. It's just that...ever since we woke up, which was three weeks ago, he has not once come to visit me. It's strange. I was so afraid I'd never see him again. But he's giving me the silent treatment, and I don't know why."
Duo sat next to Quatre and put an arm around him. "Don't worry, man. This whole thing with Jervis has really shaken up everyone. He probably is too busy to come by."
"Then how come Heero comes by every chance he gets?"
"..."
"...I'm tired now. I think I'll take a nap."
Duo stood. "Okay. Bye, Cous."
"Bye."
Duo closed the door behind him gently. He just stood there, feeling a swelling anger and gripped the doorknob.
Quatre has every right to question!!! Why in the hell hasn't Trowa visited?! I was told that Heero was colder than him, but here he is, not even once seeing Quatre!!!! This isn't fair for him...
"Welcome back," said Noin. "Have a nice visit?"
Heero gave a quick nod, then walked past her. He felt angry and frustrated.
It was enough that he went to that witches place by himself. But the fact that Duo kept asking where Trowa was, and him not having any answers...it was too much.
I don't have an answer, he thought. But Trowa should...
He reached Trowa's door. He knocked once, then entered.
Trowa was seated on the bed, reading a book. Heero stalked over and ripped the book from his grasp.
"Hey!!" snapped Trowa. "Why-"
"I'm asking the questions, so keep your mouth shut."
Trowa stared in shock at him.
"Why haven't you visited Quatre?!"
"Is that all?" Trowa's eyes narrowed. "I have better things to do."
Heero gaped at him. He searched Trowa's mind for his true feelings...but all he could sense was a thick fog.
"That blonde bunny isn't worth my time," continued Trowa. "He should just go."
Heero grabbed the front of his shirt. "How dare you!!!!! You-"
"Let me go, Heero."
Heero did. He glared angrily at Trowa. "I thought you were a better person than this. But I was wrong." Then he stormed out of the room, throwing down the book as he left.
Trowa picked the book off the floor. It no longer seemed to have his attention.
Quatre SHOULD get far away!!! I have to harden my heart to him. It's for the better. For his own safety.
He plopped onto the bed, laying down. He was overcome by a familiar scent. Quatre's scent was still in the pillows and covers.
Why did he have to be chosen anyway?! Why did Jervis have to come back?! Gods, why can't I be human...
"Tell me the truth."
Heero looked up. Duo watched him with serious eyes. "Truth?"
Duo nodded. "Why hasn't Trowa visited?"
"He's been busy-"
"Doing what?"
Heero tried to think of something, but couldn't.
"He just isn't visit, huh?"
"..."
"Why? Quatre wants to see him so badly. Too badly, to be exact. Why is Trowa giving him the silent treatment? There is no reason too. In fact, he should be practically begging to see Quatre everyday."
"...Let me talk to Quatre for a moment."
"Okay. But he's been depressed lately."
"No one's blaming him."
"Hello," murmured Quatre without looking up.
Heero sat down. "Quatre-"
"How is he? Trowa?"
"Um, healthy. Y'know, same as always."
"Do you know why?"
"Why what?"
"Why he hasn't been visiting."
"...I..."
"So you don't know either."
"His emotions are clouded. I can't really see beyond a thick fog."
"Oh..."
"Look Quatre-"
"Just please tell him to see me. I don't care if it's just one time. I want to see his face, hear his voice..."
"No problem. I will."
"You haven't been visiting him?!" exclaimed Catherine. "Why?!"
"There's no need," said Trowa.
"Like hell there is!!!! He needs you!!!! And you need him!!!!"
"No, I don't!!!!" he shot to his feet, glaring at her. Catherine flinched under his glare. He sat back down. "I'm sorry."
"Why did you just say that? That you don't need him?"
"It's isn't true. I need him more than anything."
"Then why-"
"I need HIM. But he doesn't need ME."
"What?"
Suddenly, the door slammed open. Heero stormed in.
"Heero-"
He glared at Trowa. "You are going to see him tomorrow."
Trowa scoffed. "Like hell I am."
"Or I'll hang you out that window head first."
"Heero!!!" cried out Catherine.
Trowa returned his glare. "Fine. I'll go see him tomorrow."
"You had better. I've seen enough of his sad face."
There was a loud creak, like the front door opening.
Dorothy narrowed her eyes. She got up and reached for her rifle. Ever since Franz paid her a visit, she was always on her guard.
"Just...if you see Leslie, tell me okay?"
She saw a shadow and raised her gun. "Who is there?!"
"It's just me." Leslie.
Dorothy kept her gun pointed. "Come in."
Leslie complied and gasped at the gun. "Dorothy?!"
"What the HELL are you doing, breaking into my house?!?! You'd better explain yourself before I blow your head off!!!!"
"I...I need a place to stay-"
"After what you did?! Well, you can't stay here."
"Why not?!"
"Because I said so. Now sit down. I believe Franz will come by this evening. He can take you back."
Leslie's eyes widened. "No!!!!!"
"Yes. Now sit!!!!"
Leslie just stood there. Then she took off running.
"STOP!!!!!!" Dorothy fired, but she missed. The girl was gone. "Fuck!!!"
"Quatre." A familiar voice awoke him.
Quatre opened his eyes. Trowa stood over him, but his face looked neutral. Even more so than when they first met...
"Trowa!!" he jumped at the vampire, wanting to throw his arms around him. But Trowa gave a light push away. Quatre felt shocked and confused.
"I came here today to tell you something," said Trowa.
"What?"
"I'm ending our little 'lovers' game."
Ice cold fear shot through Quatre. Tears welled up in his eyes. "What?! 'Game'?!"
"Did you actually think I loved you? You're blinder than an ally rat. Vampires don't love."
"But Heero-"
"He is blind."
"But-"
"I never did care for you." He turned away as he spoke. "I was just lonely and needed the company."
No, no, no...
"And I'm disappointed, really. You can't even fight for yourself."
Please let this not be true...
"Weaklings annoy me. And humans are weak. You're the weakest of them all."
Why is this happening...
"So I came here...to say goodbye. You're welcome to come back to the castle, but I refuse to let a weakling stay with me."
Quatre choked back a sob. "Why?! I could sense your emotions for me!!! Why are you saying such cruel things to me?! All I've ever done is love you!!!"
Trowa said nothing as he started to leave the room.
"Trowa...please don't leave me...please..."
He exited the room, closing the door behind him. Quatre fell face-first onto the bed, sobbing. All he ever had was love. Now that hole in his soul had returned. And it was hurting him terribly.
Trowa settled into his coffin, still registering what he said to Quatre. And Quatre's words echoed in his head.
"Why are you saying such cruel things to me?!"
It's for your own good...
"All I've ever done is love you!!!"
And that love could kill you...
"Trowa...please don't leave me...please..."
Trowa put a hand to his face. Tears were seeping out of his eyes. He curled into a ball and cried silently. Gods, he loved that human boy!! But he had to do this. Jervis was trying to kill Quatre because of him...
The tears kept coming as his cries turned into silent sobs. His body shook terribly, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to stop.
Duo's hand hesitated on the doorknob. He heard shuffling from the other side of the door. He slowly opened, and was shocked at what he saw.
Quatre's trunk was open on his bed. Quatre moved like a marionette, silently packing things into it.
"Cous?" said Duo. He walked over to Quatre. "What are you doing?"
Quatre forced a sad smile as he packed more shirts. "Oh...I'm just packing."
"Why?"
"I'm going home, silly. Why else?"
"You mean to the castle?"
"No. Maine."
"WHAT?!?!"
Quatre folded the last of his shirts and put them in the trunk. Duo stared in shock at him. "Why, Quatre?! We have a home here!!!"
"You have a home here. With Heero. I don't."
Duo grabbed Quatre's shoulders. "But you have Trowa-"
"No, no. He never loved me. He told me himself."
"Quatre, you aren't...what?!"
"He came by yesterday and said he didn't love me. He said he was ending our lovers game. As if everything I felt was for nothing."
"But Cous, you don't have to go back to Maine over this!! That's halfway around the world!!!"
"But I DO. I need to be somewhere where I can feel comfortable. And...I'd just fall apart if I saw him again."
Duo let him go. "But you'll never see ME again."
"But I know you'll be in good hands, and happy."
"I'd be happier if YOU stayed."
"You don't need me."
"I..."
"I'll be taking a train to Berlin, then another to France. I'll take a boat from there." He hugged the stunned Duo and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I do love you, cousin. It's just...we will see each other again, right?"
Duo slowly nodded. Quatre gave him one last hug, then grabbed his trunk. "Hilde is going to direct me to the station. Um, can you say goodbye to everyone for me? I couldn't bear to face all of them."
Duo nodded again.
"So long." With that, he was gone.
Duo sank to his knees, tears spilling from his eyes. Quatre looked so sad, there was no way he could refuse him. And now...now he would probably never see him again. He suddenly became angry. This was all Trowa's fault. If he hadn't led Quatre on like that...if he hadn't said such cruel things...
Well, Mr. Barton. Congratulations. You've driven away your love, my cousin. And I'll never forgive you for it...
Quatre held up his ticket. The sun shined brightly above him.
"Running away?" asked someone.
Quatre turned to see a boy his age. Black hair that hung long just down to his shoulders, tied in a ponytail. And piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in black.
"Who...are you?"
"It is not of your concern. But your love dumped you, huh? So you're running away."
"...Call it what you want. I don't want to deal with it."
The boy laughed. "Y'know, I was sent to grab you, but you don't seem so useful."
Quatre stiffened. Jervis sent him. He must be a human familiar...
"Go ahead, run away. Cowards do that all the time. For as you can see..." He lifted up both wrists. Neither had markings on it. "I have nothing to lose." He gave Quatre an icy smirk, then walked away. Quatre stared after him in shock.
He went against his orders...he's human and works for Jervis...but he isn't marked...who is he?
He didn't have time to dwell on it. The train would be leaving soon. He boarded the train and settled into his seat. He sighed sadly and looked out the window.
I am running away...but I can't help it. I have no one who truly loves me, besides Duo. But he has a lover, someone who loves him strongly. I don't...
The train started moving. Quatre stared out the window. I'm going home. I need to. I need to get away from here. I wouldn't be able to keep my sanity here, knowing he was so close by, and he not even caring for me...this is the right decision. This way, I can never see him again.
No Quatre!!! Oops, too late. And, we are introduced to a new character!! And he has quite a role in the storyline!! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, and I hope to see you all again!!! ^_^