Lost or Found
Chapter 4: Yet to be Known
By: GoddessDeath (A.K.A Chmia)
Death: Well, well, well. I hate to say it but I had no idea people were still reading my stories. I am proud to announce that I will be continuing all my stories and also putting up new ones. Striker: Oh she knew people were readin' them. She has five reviews sitting in her inbox right now! Plus one e-mail by the gracious, Mako-Shadows. Either that or her name is mako_mehg. *Shrugs* Death: *Bonks him over the head with her rubber ducky mallet* Someone get me a new muse! This one sucks!!
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Author Notes: These little guys * * represent actions. Like if a character was coughing while he was talking a *cough* will appear in the middle of his words. The character is not saying 'cough' that is just what he is doing.
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Duo stared at his newfound opponent. The door to Heero's room. Oh sure he had encountered it plenty of times, but this time was different. It was not just Heero behind that door. Behind that door was Heero, Wufei, and Quatre. He did not feel like facing the little blond at that moment. No way could he bear to see Quatre's miserable face.
You see, they had just found Trowa over in a clearing by a forest. He had not been in the greatest of conditions. Blood all over, unconscious, clothes in rags, not to mention all the other things they had found wrong with him once they had gotten him home.
Quatre had been so overjoyed to see him, even if he was unconscious and bloody. The boy had gotten even more excited when Trowa had woken up. He had rushed forward to him and gave him a giant hug, crying the whole while. Of course, his happy state had been thoroughly crushed when Trowa said he had no idea who Quatre was.
To think Trowa had no memories of the one Gundam boy he had been the closet to. Of course it had crushed poor Quatre. Downright broke him to pieces. Poor Trowa, he had no idea what was going on with Quatre. Poor Quatre, Trowa, the one he loved, did not even remember him. That is why he did not want to go inside of the room. No way did he want to see Quatre the way he was. Of course, he did have to go in there or Heero would get pissed at him. It would be even worse to have Heero made at him, which meant no *gulp* sex.
Duo took a deep breath and opened the door. He was met by two stares. The glaring one that came from his ever loving Heero and then the plain cold- eyed stare from Wufei. The Chinese man had been comforting Quatre, but once he saw Duo enter the room he had left Quatre and joined Heero up on the bed. Heero was looking at his laptop again. Probably trying to find something to help Trowa remember Quatre.
Duo blew Heero a kiss before sitting by Quatre. Quatre whimpered softly, sniffling and trying to frantically wipe away his tears as he looked up at Duo. The braided-boy shook his head softly and held out his arms. Quatre immediately threw himself into Duo's arms. Duo wrapped his arms around the small blonde and held him close, trying to comfort the sobbing Quatre.
Duo looked up at Heero and Wufei, wanting to break the silence but had no idea how to do so. Wufei had control of the laptop and Heero was just watching. Heero's eyes soon saw Duo's watching him. He smiled faintly at him before turning back to watch his laptop. Duo grinned and tightly hugged Quatre. Oh, no matter how small it was Heero's smile always warmed his heart right up. He loosened up his grip once he heard Quatre's pained squeak. He smiled sheepishly down at Quatre, who could only manage a small smile.
Were any of them going to talk at all? The silence was killing him. He had always been a talker, not a silent one, so it just practically killed him to be in a silent room. Especially when a situation such as this was up and about. Okay that was it. "Godamnit! Talk already!" Duo froze up as Wufei's head snapped over to meet his eyes. Duo squeaked softly and looked down at the ground quickly. "Shush, wait a minute you impatient little brat". Wufei received a swat on the head from Heero for that remark.
Duo grinned at Heero, who simply nodded and took the laptop away from Wufei. He got off of the bed and sat down next to Duo, setting the laptop in front of them. Duo snuggled up next to Heero, sighing contently. Quatre, not wanting to be in the middle of the lovers, quickly retreated up on the bed with Wufei.
"Remember that letter we got when Trowa was missing?" Duo nodded as he wrapped his fingers around the hand Heero was not using or typing with. "It was a fake. Just something to throw us off of the main track" Duo looked up at Heero, blinking his bright purple eyes. He scratched his head as he thought about what Heero was talking about. "What track? I haven't heard about any leads on this thing yet" Heero shook his head and closed his laptop. "That's the thing. We don't have any leads"
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Trowa sighed and shifted his position around on the couch. Ouch, he was so stiff. Probably because of the injuries and that odd medicine Hilde had left the guys. Some odd medicine type stuff that had to be given in smoothie form that tasted downright awful. Either that or it could be the fact he had been in the same position for hours on end and that he had not moved off of the couch yet.
He had been on the couch for far to long. His thoughts had drifted off to that blonde boy millions of times in the past three or four hours. Who the hell was he? Why did the others know who the blonde was but he did not? The blonde even insisted that he knew him. Obviously the boy was nuts and the others only kept him around because they felt sorry for him.
One thing was really bugging him though. When the boy had hugged him, he had.. He was not sure but it just felt right for some reason. It made him all nice and warm too. Almost as if he. had liked that blonde. He couldn't like the guy though; he had no idea who he was. Let's see. Now what had Duo called him? Cat. No, no, it was Quatre. What an odd name. It had a nice ring to it though. To bad the kid had mental problems. If he did not then he would probably be more attracted to him.
Another thing had begun to bug him. He could remember almost all of his life but there were a few holes in the past few years. Like in one memory, Heero was talking about a mission that apparently he had done at one point but he did not remember it at all. Either that or there were gaps in between certain memories. Almost as if his memory was Swiss cheese, as lack for a better word.
If only he could remember or even know who that kid was then maybe, just maybe, he would be able to fill up all the gaps in his mind. It was driving him nuts.
"Trowa?" The mentioned looked up as he heard his name being called. He did not recognize the voice. Wait. Oh, it was the blonde kid. He sighed and sat up again. There stood Quatre with another glass of disgusting smoothie in his hands. Great, just great.
"Here you go!" Trowa hesitantly took the glass, looking at it with disgust. Did Quatre actually expect him to drink this. this. crap? There stood Quatre looking down right adorable with his sparkling blue eyes and the way he stood. Trowa melted right then and there as the blonde gave him a heart- warming smile. Whimpering softly, he raised the glass up to his lips and drank the 'smoothie'.
He immediately wished he had not. It took everything he had to keep the drink down in his stomach instead of up all over the couch. Trowa saw how worried Quatre was looking and somehow managed a tiny smile. Quatre squealed a little bit and clapped his hands, giving Trowa a big hug. Now Trowa had thought now that he had drank that horrible stuff that the blonde kid would leave. Of course his thoughts turned out to be completely untrue as Quatre did stay. In fact, Quatre sat down right next to him.
What was the boy doing? Was he going to ask him all sorts of questions? Nope, the boy was just going to sit there and make him nervous as hell. Quatre calmly sat there, hands folded in his lap as he stole tiny glances at Trowa. He felt like some kind of display with the way the boy was looking at him. Oh crap, now the boy looked ready to cry.
"Trowa? Do you really. Do you really not remember me?" Trowa did not answer right away. He quickly averted his emotionless eyes so that he did not see even the tiniest hint of Quatre in his visions. He could not bear to answer. To see that hurtful look in the blonde's eyes. Trowa sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"No. I do not", he replied, a little more cold then he had meant to. Even though he could not see him, Trowa already knew what the blonde looked like. He could even hear the sniffles and almost sob like sounds. They quickly vanished. He guessed that Quatre had calmed himself down. "You remember the others *sniffle* right?", asked Quatre's shaky voice. Trowa simply nodded. Quatre looked down at his hands, which were currently gripping each other.
This was horrible. Trowa remembered everybody but him. How could this happen? They had been so close. Trowa had been closer to him than any of the other Gundam boys, but now. Trowa did not even remember him. All those wonderful times they had shared. Watching movies together, taking walks outside in the park, feeding the ducks, going to the fair that one time. Trowa had really liked the fair, surprisingly. Unfortunately Trowa had loved all the roller coasters, unlike Quatre who hated them. Quatre had born it out just for Trowa. Of course his friend had caught onto his fear rather quickly and was soon comforting him, which is why Quatre had been able to go on so many of them that day. That had been a wonderful day. He still had the stuffed bunny rabbit that Trowa had one for him. Quatre smiled softly as he thought of the stuffed bunny. It had been so soft and plushy. It still was, even though it had been loved on numerous times since that day. Maybe.
Trowa was jerked out of his daydream as Quatre jumped up and ran out of the room. Duo came in a few seconds later, grinning his head off. "Someone's in a hurry". Trowa nodded without a sound. Unlike Quatre, Duo simply stood in front of Trowa instead of sitting down. "Sooo.. Any memories coming back to you?" Trowa sighed and shook his head. "I have not even been up for a whole day yet and you guys expect my memories of the blonde to be back already?" Duo smiled sheepishly. He had been hoping exactly just that. Now that Trowa had put it that way. It did seem kind of stupid to expect that to have happened so soon.
"Feeling any better yet, then?" "As well as you can get after what happened to me" Duo blinked and thought about that for a moment. They still did not know exactly what DID happen to Trowa. "What did happen to you anyway". Trowa shrugged. Duo sighed, a lot of good that had done. Now he had to do even more research with Heero. Damn, this might take a while. Especially with the missions they had been getting lately. Speaking of missions.. The braided haired teen looked up at the stairs, expecting Heero to come down and tell them about the latest mission. .. Well, so much for the cliché.
Instead, Quatre came running down with a stuffed yellow rabbit in his arms. Before either Duo or Trowa could speak the stuffed rabbit was shoved into Trowa's face. "Do you remember this?", Quatre asked hopefully. Trowa gently pushed the rabbit out of his face. He was about to answer when the world went black, leaving him in a restless sleep like state.
"Now look what you did!" He heard Duo say, vaguely seeing the boy grab the rabbit and scold it. That was the last thing he saw before entering a dream.
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**The Dream**
Most dreams have the dreamer flying in them at one point or another. This dream was no exception. Or maybe it was. He was not really flying or floating for that matter. It was more like. Well here is a better way to explain it.
He was above the ground, flying he guessed. (At what level above ground he could not determine) Maybe it was not he flying above the ground. Why would he think this, you might ask? For one thing, he could see himself down on the ground and. Quatre, by the looks of it.
They were at a fair or a carnival of some sorts. A circus. Oh it could be a number of things but it was probably a mix of all of those things together. There were clowns in the background waving balloons and cotton candy. Kids dragging their parents to different rides or amusing activities. A few tents stood in the background as miscellaneous animals were taken out of them, led by performers. All of the things involved in such a setting.
At the moment, they were walking in front of the lines of booths. Cotton candy booths, toy booths, clown booths, game booths, all sorts of different kinds of booths. Ever type of booth you could imagine, along with some booths you would never even think to imagine.
He saw Quatre with that perky little smile on his face, bouncing along as he and Trowa walked down the aisle of booths. Quatre was pointing to a few bizarre things while he merely nodded. Having lived in a circus for a good part of his life, he was used to such things. Quatre was busily eating a cotton candy cone while he did the earlier mentioned antics. Trowa was munching on some cheese nachos with hot sauce or something of the sort on them. Quatre suddenly let out a little squeal of delight and rushed forward to a booth they had just passed. Trowa had been so shocked he almost dropped the cheese nachos he had been eating.
By the time Trowa had looked up to find Quatre again, the blonde was gone. It did not take long to find him. He was standing at a booth, a gun booth. As soon as Trowa stepped up to the booth he found himself to have a blonde clutching his arm. Quatre's words were all jumbled together but Trowa guessed he wanted the stuffed rabbit. He managed to get the blonde pried off of his arm and pay for a few rounds at the booth. The worker at the booth had soon set up a bet with Quatre that Trowa would not be able to defeat the game even after seven rounds. Before the worker had even gotten the set price agreed on with Quatre, Trowa was announcing that he had finished the game. The worker dumbly handed Quatre the fifty-five dollars and the stuffed rabbit. ~~~~~
When Trowa awoke both Quatre and Duo were gone. The stuffed rabbit was sitting all alone by a chair across from the couch. Or he thought the rabbit was alone. Once he got his vision focused and was sitting up he could see.. A duck? There was a duck sitting by the rabbit and poking it.
Now he was confused, more confused than before. When the hell had they gotten a duck? They had no pets in this house, none. Well, except for Wufei's iguana but that was not considered a pet in this house. Now he could see them having a dog or a cat but a duck? That was considered a farm animal not a duck. Then again. They did have ducks in the pond out in the yard. Maybe the duck had accidentally wandered into the house?
The duck soon saw Trowa. It let out a happy quack as it waddled over to him. Trowa had no idea how the duck did it so fast but the next second he looked down to see the duck settled happily in his lap. Trowa raised an eyebrow as the duck nudged his hand. Unfortunately, this hand was hurt. It being nudged only caused Trowa to hiss in pain. The duck actually seemed to be sorry as it looked up at Trowa with a worried expression on its face. The teen shook his head with a sigh and began to stroke the duck's head. Soon, he found himself explain his problems to the duck.
"What should I do?", he asked the duck, actually expecting an answer back. The duck seemed to think about it for a moment before quacking once while shaking its head. Trowa sighed. The duck did not know what to do either.
End Chapter four Coming up next.... (Well obviously chapter five ^.^ ) NEXT TIME!!
You'll have to read the next chapter to find that out won't you?
Death: Well, well, well. I hate to say it but I had no idea people were still reading my stories. I am proud to announce that I will be continuing all my stories and also putting up new ones. Striker: Oh she knew people were readin' them. She has five reviews sitting in her inbox right now! Plus one e-mail by the gracious, Mako-Shadows. Either that or her name is mako_mehg. *Shrugs* Death: *Bonks him over the head with her rubber ducky mallet* Someone get me a new muse! This one sucks!!
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Author Notes: These little guys * * represent actions. Like if a character was coughing while he was talking a *cough* will appear in the middle of his words. The character is not saying 'cough' that is just what he is doing.
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Duo stared at his newfound opponent. The door to Heero's room. Oh sure he had encountered it plenty of times, but this time was different. It was not just Heero behind that door. Behind that door was Heero, Wufei, and Quatre. He did not feel like facing the little blond at that moment. No way could he bear to see Quatre's miserable face.
You see, they had just found Trowa over in a clearing by a forest. He had not been in the greatest of conditions. Blood all over, unconscious, clothes in rags, not to mention all the other things they had found wrong with him once they had gotten him home.
Quatre had been so overjoyed to see him, even if he was unconscious and bloody. The boy had gotten even more excited when Trowa had woken up. He had rushed forward to him and gave him a giant hug, crying the whole while. Of course, his happy state had been thoroughly crushed when Trowa said he had no idea who Quatre was.
To think Trowa had no memories of the one Gundam boy he had been the closet to. Of course it had crushed poor Quatre. Downright broke him to pieces. Poor Trowa, he had no idea what was going on with Quatre. Poor Quatre, Trowa, the one he loved, did not even remember him. That is why he did not want to go inside of the room. No way did he want to see Quatre the way he was. Of course, he did have to go in there or Heero would get pissed at him. It would be even worse to have Heero made at him, which meant no *gulp* sex.
Duo took a deep breath and opened the door. He was met by two stares. The glaring one that came from his ever loving Heero and then the plain cold- eyed stare from Wufei. The Chinese man had been comforting Quatre, but once he saw Duo enter the room he had left Quatre and joined Heero up on the bed. Heero was looking at his laptop again. Probably trying to find something to help Trowa remember Quatre.
Duo blew Heero a kiss before sitting by Quatre. Quatre whimpered softly, sniffling and trying to frantically wipe away his tears as he looked up at Duo. The braided-boy shook his head softly and held out his arms. Quatre immediately threw himself into Duo's arms. Duo wrapped his arms around the small blonde and held him close, trying to comfort the sobbing Quatre.
Duo looked up at Heero and Wufei, wanting to break the silence but had no idea how to do so. Wufei had control of the laptop and Heero was just watching. Heero's eyes soon saw Duo's watching him. He smiled faintly at him before turning back to watch his laptop. Duo grinned and tightly hugged Quatre. Oh, no matter how small it was Heero's smile always warmed his heart right up. He loosened up his grip once he heard Quatre's pained squeak. He smiled sheepishly down at Quatre, who could only manage a small smile.
Were any of them going to talk at all? The silence was killing him. He had always been a talker, not a silent one, so it just practically killed him to be in a silent room. Especially when a situation such as this was up and about. Okay that was it. "Godamnit! Talk already!" Duo froze up as Wufei's head snapped over to meet his eyes. Duo squeaked softly and looked down at the ground quickly. "Shush, wait a minute you impatient little brat". Wufei received a swat on the head from Heero for that remark.
Duo grinned at Heero, who simply nodded and took the laptop away from Wufei. He got off of the bed and sat down next to Duo, setting the laptop in front of them. Duo snuggled up next to Heero, sighing contently. Quatre, not wanting to be in the middle of the lovers, quickly retreated up on the bed with Wufei.
"Remember that letter we got when Trowa was missing?" Duo nodded as he wrapped his fingers around the hand Heero was not using or typing with. "It was a fake. Just something to throw us off of the main track" Duo looked up at Heero, blinking his bright purple eyes. He scratched his head as he thought about what Heero was talking about. "What track? I haven't heard about any leads on this thing yet" Heero shook his head and closed his laptop. "That's the thing. We don't have any leads"
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Trowa sighed and shifted his position around on the couch. Ouch, he was so stiff. Probably because of the injuries and that odd medicine Hilde had left the guys. Some odd medicine type stuff that had to be given in smoothie form that tasted downright awful. Either that or it could be the fact he had been in the same position for hours on end and that he had not moved off of the couch yet.
He had been on the couch for far to long. His thoughts had drifted off to that blonde boy millions of times in the past three or four hours. Who the hell was he? Why did the others know who the blonde was but he did not? The blonde even insisted that he knew him. Obviously the boy was nuts and the others only kept him around because they felt sorry for him.
One thing was really bugging him though. When the boy had hugged him, he had.. He was not sure but it just felt right for some reason. It made him all nice and warm too. Almost as if he. had liked that blonde. He couldn't like the guy though; he had no idea who he was. Let's see. Now what had Duo called him? Cat. No, no, it was Quatre. What an odd name. It had a nice ring to it though. To bad the kid had mental problems. If he did not then he would probably be more attracted to him.
Another thing had begun to bug him. He could remember almost all of his life but there were a few holes in the past few years. Like in one memory, Heero was talking about a mission that apparently he had done at one point but he did not remember it at all. Either that or there were gaps in between certain memories. Almost as if his memory was Swiss cheese, as lack for a better word.
If only he could remember or even know who that kid was then maybe, just maybe, he would be able to fill up all the gaps in his mind. It was driving him nuts.
"Trowa?" The mentioned looked up as he heard his name being called. He did not recognize the voice. Wait. Oh, it was the blonde kid. He sighed and sat up again. There stood Quatre with another glass of disgusting smoothie in his hands. Great, just great.
"Here you go!" Trowa hesitantly took the glass, looking at it with disgust. Did Quatre actually expect him to drink this. this. crap? There stood Quatre looking down right adorable with his sparkling blue eyes and the way he stood. Trowa melted right then and there as the blonde gave him a heart- warming smile. Whimpering softly, he raised the glass up to his lips and drank the 'smoothie'.
He immediately wished he had not. It took everything he had to keep the drink down in his stomach instead of up all over the couch. Trowa saw how worried Quatre was looking and somehow managed a tiny smile. Quatre squealed a little bit and clapped his hands, giving Trowa a big hug. Now Trowa had thought now that he had drank that horrible stuff that the blonde kid would leave. Of course his thoughts turned out to be completely untrue as Quatre did stay. In fact, Quatre sat down right next to him.
What was the boy doing? Was he going to ask him all sorts of questions? Nope, the boy was just going to sit there and make him nervous as hell. Quatre calmly sat there, hands folded in his lap as he stole tiny glances at Trowa. He felt like some kind of display with the way the boy was looking at him. Oh crap, now the boy looked ready to cry.
"Trowa? Do you really. Do you really not remember me?" Trowa did not answer right away. He quickly averted his emotionless eyes so that he did not see even the tiniest hint of Quatre in his visions. He could not bear to answer. To see that hurtful look in the blonde's eyes. Trowa sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"No. I do not", he replied, a little more cold then he had meant to. Even though he could not see him, Trowa already knew what the blonde looked like. He could even hear the sniffles and almost sob like sounds. They quickly vanished. He guessed that Quatre had calmed himself down. "You remember the others *sniffle* right?", asked Quatre's shaky voice. Trowa simply nodded. Quatre looked down at his hands, which were currently gripping each other.
This was horrible. Trowa remembered everybody but him. How could this happen? They had been so close. Trowa had been closer to him than any of the other Gundam boys, but now. Trowa did not even remember him. All those wonderful times they had shared. Watching movies together, taking walks outside in the park, feeding the ducks, going to the fair that one time. Trowa had really liked the fair, surprisingly. Unfortunately Trowa had loved all the roller coasters, unlike Quatre who hated them. Quatre had born it out just for Trowa. Of course his friend had caught onto his fear rather quickly and was soon comforting him, which is why Quatre had been able to go on so many of them that day. That had been a wonderful day. He still had the stuffed bunny rabbit that Trowa had one for him. Quatre smiled softly as he thought of the stuffed bunny. It had been so soft and plushy. It still was, even though it had been loved on numerous times since that day. Maybe.
Trowa was jerked out of his daydream as Quatre jumped up and ran out of the room. Duo came in a few seconds later, grinning his head off. "Someone's in a hurry". Trowa nodded without a sound. Unlike Quatre, Duo simply stood in front of Trowa instead of sitting down. "Sooo.. Any memories coming back to you?" Trowa sighed and shook his head. "I have not even been up for a whole day yet and you guys expect my memories of the blonde to be back already?" Duo smiled sheepishly. He had been hoping exactly just that. Now that Trowa had put it that way. It did seem kind of stupid to expect that to have happened so soon.
"Feeling any better yet, then?" "As well as you can get after what happened to me" Duo blinked and thought about that for a moment. They still did not know exactly what DID happen to Trowa. "What did happen to you anyway". Trowa shrugged. Duo sighed, a lot of good that had done. Now he had to do even more research with Heero. Damn, this might take a while. Especially with the missions they had been getting lately. Speaking of missions.. The braided haired teen looked up at the stairs, expecting Heero to come down and tell them about the latest mission. .. Well, so much for the cliché.
Instead, Quatre came running down with a stuffed yellow rabbit in his arms. Before either Duo or Trowa could speak the stuffed rabbit was shoved into Trowa's face. "Do you remember this?", Quatre asked hopefully. Trowa gently pushed the rabbit out of his face. He was about to answer when the world went black, leaving him in a restless sleep like state.
"Now look what you did!" He heard Duo say, vaguely seeing the boy grab the rabbit and scold it. That was the last thing he saw before entering a dream.
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**The Dream**
Most dreams have the dreamer flying in them at one point or another. This dream was no exception. Or maybe it was. He was not really flying or floating for that matter. It was more like. Well here is a better way to explain it.
He was above the ground, flying he guessed. (At what level above ground he could not determine) Maybe it was not he flying above the ground. Why would he think this, you might ask? For one thing, he could see himself down on the ground and. Quatre, by the looks of it.
They were at a fair or a carnival of some sorts. A circus. Oh it could be a number of things but it was probably a mix of all of those things together. There were clowns in the background waving balloons and cotton candy. Kids dragging their parents to different rides or amusing activities. A few tents stood in the background as miscellaneous animals were taken out of them, led by performers. All of the things involved in such a setting.
At the moment, they were walking in front of the lines of booths. Cotton candy booths, toy booths, clown booths, game booths, all sorts of different kinds of booths. Ever type of booth you could imagine, along with some booths you would never even think to imagine.
He saw Quatre with that perky little smile on his face, bouncing along as he and Trowa walked down the aisle of booths. Quatre was pointing to a few bizarre things while he merely nodded. Having lived in a circus for a good part of his life, he was used to such things. Quatre was busily eating a cotton candy cone while he did the earlier mentioned antics. Trowa was munching on some cheese nachos with hot sauce or something of the sort on them. Quatre suddenly let out a little squeal of delight and rushed forward to a booth they had just passed. Trowa had been so shocked he almost dropped the cheese nachos he had been eating.
By the time Trowa had looked up to find Quatre again, the blonde was gone. It did not take long to find him. He was standing at a booth, a gun booth. As soon as Trowa stepped up to the booth he found himself to have a blonde clutching his arm. Quatre's words were all jumbled together but Trowa guessed he wanted the stuffed rabbit. He managed to get the blonde pried off of his arm and pay for a few rounds at the booth. The worker at the booth had soon set up a bet with Quatre that Trowa would not be able to defeat the game even after seven rounds. Before the worker had even gotten the set price agreed on with Quatre, Trowa was announcing that he had finished the game. The worker dumbly handed Quatre the fifty-five dollars and the stuffed rabbit. ~~~~~
When Trowa awoke both Quatre and Duo were gone. The stuffed rabbit was sitting all alone by a chair across from the couch. Or he thought the rabbit was alone. Once he got his vision focused and was sitting up he could see.. A duck? There was a duck sitting by the rabbit and poking it.
Now he was confused, more confused than before. When the hell had they gotten a duck? They had no pets in this house, none. Well, except for Wufei's iguana but that was not considered a pet in this house. Now he could see them having a dog or a cat but a duck? That was considered a farm animal not a duck. Then again. They did have ducks in the pond out in the yard. Maybe the duck had accidentally wandered into the house?
The duck soon saw Trowa. It let out a happy quack as it waddled over to him. Trowa had no idea how the duck did it so fast but the next second he looked down to see the duck settled happily in his lap. Trowa raised an eyebrow as the duck nudged his hand. Unfortunately, this hand was hurt. It being nudged only caused Trowa to hiss in pain. The duck actually seemed to be sorry as it looked up at Trowa with a worried expression on its face. The teen shook his head with a sigh and began to stroke the duck's head. Soon, he found himself explain his problems to the duck.
"What should I do?", he asked the duck, actually expecting an answer back. The duck seemed to think about it for a moment before quacking once while shaking its head. Trowa sighed. The duck did not know what to do either.
End Chapter four Coming up next.... (Well obviously chapter five ^.^ ) NEXT TIME!!
You'll have to read the next chapter to find that out won't you?