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.
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Once again I am begging for reviews. Either use the fanfiction.net review or e-mail me. I'd be thrilled to hear from you and it would help give me an extra push to write more.
Also this chapter skips around quite a bit so keep that in mind while reading.
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One month later
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"Quatre! It's great to see you. Follow me and I'll show you the best seats in the house."
The red haired girl gripped his forearm with amazing strength before half dragging him into the main tent and through the seats. Just when he thought his arm would be pulled off he found himself being pushed down onto one of the wooden benches.
"There you go. Sorry but I can't stay, we're starting in five minutes and my act is right after the introduction."
Before the blonde boy could reply the red haired girl was out of the massive tent. He turned to the center of the tent to await the upcoming show.
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Catherine raised her arm high above her head before flinging the last knife at the target. The crowd cheered as the sharp object hit the wood next to her brother's head. Unnoticed by most, a trickle of blood trailed down the side of the half masked boy.
The lights went out and spotlights centered on the purple clad knife thrower and the sad clown prince beside her. Cheers erupted louder than ever as the two quickly left to make way for the elephant act.
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Vibrations passed through the dust under foot. With a great leap, Trowa found himself spinning head over heels in the air. He straightened his body and arched his back as he descended back to the dust. As his fingertips touched the dry soil, he hand vaulted back into the air to land one-handed on the back of the large lion. The cat continued to run around the ring before it sprang up into the air sending Trowa flying. The half masked boy back flipped to land back onto the lion, held up only by his left hand. Together the pair left the tent, leaving applause in their wake.
Quatre stared in awe at the ring that had contained Trowa only moments before. His hands hurt from clapping but he couldn't stop. Watching the acrobatic clown took his breath away. Watching his athletic body move in the air far above the hard ground. The catlike grace of his movements and unspoken understanding with the animals was mind blowing. It was unforgettable.
Quatre slowly stood to leave the crowded tent in order to meet with his friends in the back of the circus. Maybe he would finally tell Trowa how he felt, or at least get to be near the clown prince who had stolen his heart.
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.
****
Once again I am begging for reviews. Either use the fanfiction.net review or e-mail me. I'd be thrilled to hear from you and it would help give me an extra push to write more.
Also this chapter skips around quite a bit so keep that in mind while reading.
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One month later
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"Quatre! It's great to see you. Follow me and I'll show you the best seats in the house."
The red haired girl gripped his forearm with amazing strength before half dragging him into the main tent and through the seats. Just when he thought his arm would be pulled off he found himself being pushed down onto one of the wooden benches.
"There you go. Sorry but I can't stay, we're starting in five minutes and my act is right after the introduction."
Before the blonde boy could reply the red haired girl was out of the massive tent. He turned to the center of the tent to await the upcoming show.
****
Catherine raised her arm high above her head before flinging the last knife at the target. The crowd cheered as the sharp object hit the wood next to her brother's head. Unnoticed by most, a trickle of blood trailed down the side of the half masked boy.
The lights went out and spotlights centered on the purple clad knife thrower and the sad clown prince beside her. Cheers erupted louder than ever as the two quickly left to make way for the elephant act.
****
Vibrations passed through the dust under foot. With a great leap, Trowa found himself spinning head over heels in the air. He straightened his body and arched his back as he descended back to the dust. As his fingertips touched the dry soil, he hand vaulted back into the air to land one-handed on the back of the large lion. The cat continued to run around the ring before it sprang up into the air sending Trowa flying. The half masked boy back flipped to land back onto the lion, held up only by his left hand. Together the pair left the tent, leaving applause in their wake.
Quatre stared in awe at the ring that had contained Trowa only moments before. His hands hurt from clapping but he couldn't stop. Watching the acrobatic clown took his breath away. Watching his athletic body move in the air far above the hard ground. The catlike grace of his movements and unspoken understanding with the animals was mind blowing. It was unforgettable.
Quatre slowly stood to leave the crowded tent in order to meet with his friends in the back of the circus. Maybe he would finally tell Trowa how he felt, or at least get to be near the clown prince who had stolen his heart.