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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Slowly the door opened to the small trailer. Before a foot was laid inside the blonde boy found himself in a rib-crushing, sufforcating, hug. Catherine certainly had healed well from her incident in the lion cages. Just brfore Quatre though he would pass out from lack of oxegen, she released him and he felt his feet touch ground and air flow into his eager lungs.
"It's about time you visisted us! I hope you liked the show. I feel so bad, I grazed Trowa's head with that last knife. He didn't even tell anyone and went on to preform. He could of hurt himself, what if he had a cuncusion."
The clown prince himself was standing just behind the red haired girl. A small bandage covered the skin near his temple as sign of the injury.
"It's fine Catherine. It's only a small cut and if I had been truly injured the animals would of sensed it and wouldn't of performed with me."
Catherine sighed and usured the blonde boy into the trailer. She had changed from her skimpy purple performing outfit to jeans and a long sleeved blue shirt. Her red hair no longer contained the fancy accesorries that had adorned it only a short while before.
"You look a lot better outside of that prison they call a hospital. Have a seat, I'll go get something to drink and start dinner."
Before he could blink, Catherine was in the kitchen. The blonde couldn't help but smile. She was more of a concerned mother hen than all of his sisters, even Iria.
Catherine returned within moments with a tall glass of lemonade. Beads of water decorated the glass as one trailed downward.
"Thank you Catherine."
"Don't think anything of it. Trowa, why don't you show him around the tents while I cook dinner."
The tall boy stood and motioned for QUatre to follow. Together they left the confines of the trailer.
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.
****
Slowly the door opened to the small trailer. Before a foot was laid inside the blonde boy found himself in a rib-crushing, sufforcating, hug. Catherine certainly had healed well from her incident in the lion cages. Just brfore Quatre though he would pass out from lack of oxegen, she released him and he felt his feet touch ground and air flow into his eager lungs.
"It's about time you visisted us! I hope you liked the show. I feel so bad, I grazed Trowa's head with that last knife. He didn't even tell anyone and went on to preform. He could of hurt himself, what if he had a cuncusion."
The clown prince himself was standing just behind the red haired girl. A small bandage covered the skin near his temple as sign of the injury.
"It's fine Catherine. It's only a small cut and if I had been truly injured the animals would of sensed it and wouldn't of performed with me."
Catherine sighed and usured the blonde boy into the trailer. She had changed from her skimpy purple performing outfit to jeans and a long sleeved blue shirt. Her red hair no longer contained the fancy accesorries that had adorned it only a short while before.
"You look a lot better outside of that prison they call a hospital. Have a seat, I'll go get something to drink and start dinner."
Before he could blink, Catherine was in the kitchen. The blonde couldn't help but smile. She was more of a concerned mother hen than all of his sisters, even Iria.
Catherine returned within moments with a tall glass of lemonade. Beads of water decorated the glass as one trailed downward.
"Thank you Catherine."
"Don't think anything of it. Trowa, why don't you show him around the tents while I cook dinner."
The tall boy stood and motioned for QUatre to follow. Together they left the confines of the trailer.