Author: Silent Lullaby
Warnings: mythical creatures, yaoi, possible
yuri, violence, angst, fluff, and maybe some
other things will come up in later chapters.
I'll tell you then
Pairings: 2x1, 3x4, maybe some others later.
Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. The story
and original characters do.
****
Reviews fuel an author's spirit. So please
leave one for me, as bad an author as I may be.
****
It was so strange. An uncharacteristic frown
had found its way onto Quatre's face. His
blue green eyes were strained under his intense
glare.
With one quick flick of his hand, Catherine's
knight was defeated. The piece was lain to the
side as an onlooker in the battle upon the
board.
A giggle erupted as the red head made her move.
Her queen captured the white rook and she
leaned back onto her pillow.
"Check mate. I win again. That makes it what?
Five to one?"
A large jovial grin made the blonde smile
again. Even if he did lose, at least it was
fun and she didn't gloat too much.
"Enough chess. I'm not playing poker with you
ever again. How about risk?"
Catherine grinned wider as she helped pack away
the pieces and the board.
"Love to but can't. My brother is coming to
visit and should be here soon. I want to
introduce you to him. You seem like you can
handle a wannabe mute statue. I'm sure you'll
like each other though. He's got a soft heart
though he doesn't show it as often as he
should."
Quatre placed the chess box on the stand. The
movement strained his side so that he had to
clutch at his side as the pain subsided.
All the while he was smiling though. He would
get to meet the green eyed creature that
haunted his dreams. How had a mere photograph
caused this reaction. Sure he was handsome, but
it was more than that. He could feel an aura
from his visible eye and from Catherine's
heart. This Trowa was something more.
Before he could further lose himself in inner
thought the door opened. Stepping inside was
the young man fantasies were made of. The boy
was clad in a dark green buttoned shirt and
noticeably tight jeans.
Quatre's cheeks tinged pink from his own
thoughts before he noticed the boy was talking
to his sister.
His voice reminded him of a streams waters.
Melodious and calm whilst they soothed the
mind and captured the soul. Much like this
tall youth was doing.
"Trowa, this is my new friend Quatre. He's a
sweetheart. Thanks to him I haven't lost what
I like to call my remaining sanity."
The boy nodded to the blonde and softly said
hello. Quatre stared a moment before
responding, his entire attention rested on the
other boy.
Trowa looked at the blonde boy and found
himself staring as well. The frail looking boy
was beyond words. He look so much like a soft
kitten. Soft, sun kissed hair begged to be
touched. The golden tresses created a halo
about the boy's head. Pale lashes accented his
deep sea eyes that radiated warmth and kindness
to all who were lucky enough to see them. His
hospital gown revealed his shoulder's pale
skin. His soft pink tinted lips looked so
kissable.
Kissable? How had the boy caused such a
reaction in him. No one had every done this to
him. His heart told him what his mind wouldn't
admit. This was the one he dreamt of. His mate
in soul and life. He knew he liked both males
and females, but would this boy? How would his
sister react? Best forgotten or put on hold
for the moment.
Placing his invisible mask on again he listened
to his sister worry over his health and talk
about her stay thus far. He carefully listened
to the boy when he spoke. His voice was like a
soft purr and bells. He shook his head before
listening further. He had to stop thinking
like a feline on catnip. Dirty thoughts of the
blonde boy and cat nip filled his mind. It
Looked like a long visit was in store for him.
Warnings: mythical creatures, yaoi, possible
yuri, violence, angst, fluff, and maybe some
other things will come up in later chapters.
I'll tell you then
Pairings: 2x1, 3x4, maybe some others later.
Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. The story
and original characters do.
****
Reviews fuel an author's spirit. So please
leave one for me, as bad an author as I may be.
****
It was so strange. An uncharacteristic frown
had found its way onto Quatre's face. His
blue green eyes were strained under his intense
glare.
With one quick flick of his hand, Catherine's
knight was defeated. The piece was lain to the
side as an onlooker in the battle upon the
board.
A giggle erupted as the red head made her move.
Her queen captured the white rook and she
leaned back onto her pillow.
"Check mate. I win again. That makes it what?
Five to one?"
A large jovial grin made the blonde smile
again. Even if he did lose, at least it was
fun and she didn't gloat too much.
"Enough chess. I'm not playing poker with you
ever again. How about risk?"
Catherine grinned wider as she helped pack away
the pieces and the board.
"Love to but can't. My brother is coming to
visit and should be here soon. I want to
introduce you to him. You seem like you can
handle a wannabe mute statue. I'm sure you'll
like each other though. He's got a soft heart
though he doesn't show it as often as he
should."
Quatre placed the chess box on the stand. The
movement strained his side so that he had to
clutch at his side as the pain subsided.
All the while he was smiling though. He would
get to meet the green eyed creature that
haunted his dreams. How had a mere photograph
caused this reaction. Sure he was handsome, but
it was more than that. He could feel an aura
from his visible eye and from Catherine's
heart. This Trowa was something more.
Before he could further lose himself in inner
thought the door opened. Stepping inside was
the young man fantasies were made of. The boy
was clad in a dark green buttoned shirt and
noticeably tight jeans.
Quatre's cheeks tinged pink from his own
thoughts before he noticed the boy was talking
to his sister.
His voice reminded him of a streams waters.
Melodious and calm whilst they soothed the
mind and captured the soul. Much like this
tall youth was doing.
"Trowa, this is my new friend Quatre. He's a
sweetheart. Thanks to him I haven't lost what
I like to call my remaining sanity."
The boy nodded to the blonde and softly said
hello. Quatre stared a moment before
responding, his entire attention rested on the
other boy.
Trowa looked at the blonde boy and found
himself staring as well. The frail looking boy
was beyond words. He look so much like a soft
kitten. Soft, sun kissed hair begged to be
touched. The golden tresses created a halo
about the boy's head. Pale lashes accented his
deep sea eyes that radiated warmth and kindness
to all who were lucky enough to see them. His
hospital gown revealed his shoulder's pale
skin. His soft pink tinted lips looked so
kissable.
Kissable? How had the boy caused such a
reaction in him. No one had every done this to
him. His heart told him what his mind wouldn't
admit. This was the one he dreamt of. His mate
in soul and life. He knew he liked both males
and females, but would this boy? How would his
sister react? Best forgotten or put on hold
for the moment.
Placing his invisible mask on again he listened
to his sister worry over his health and talk
about her stay thus far. He carefully listened
to the boy when he spoke. His voice was like a
soft purr and bells. He shook his head before
listening further. He had to stop thinking
like a feline on catnip. Dirty thoughts of the
blonde boy and cat nip filled his mind. It
Looked like a long visit was in store for him.