Lost or Found
Chapter 5: What Happened?
By: GodessDeath
Author and Muse Comments
G-Death: Dear all who is holy, I have not looked at this thing in a long time. Striker: Lazy writer. G-Death: Sex-crazed gay boy loving cheater fat assed lazy son of a bitch. Striker: That hurt! .. My ass is not fat! Death: Oh shut up and help me write this chapter you lazy muse of mine. Striker: *Sniffling and stroking his rear end* Don't worry baby, I'll make her apologize to you.
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Two more days had rolled on past since the last chapter took place. Each one of those days had been filled with the Gundam boys giving plenty of care and attention to their hurt comrade. Quatre had spent the whole time running up and down the house doing every last possible thing he had thought would help Trowa in some sort of shape or form. It had gotten to the point that Heero was starting to consider Duo's suggestion of tying the blonde down to a chair in hopes that would keep him from running in circles all day.
The boys watched as Quatre cooked all the meals, washed all of the clothes and sheets that Trowa was using. The blankets seemed to be changed twice a day without the others actually witnessing them under going the change. Quatre didn't seem to even have time for himself any more. He was to busy offering things to Trowa, taking care of him, or thinking up more ways to accomplish the two mentioned above. Each time he tried to do anything more then feed or change Trowa's clothes or sheets he would get a refusal that tore up his heart from the inside out. Each time a scene like this was witnessed they could just see the heart being torn. To Quatre it felt like each refusal was pushing Trowa more and more away from him or a chance of being remembered.
It was hurting him terribly and they could plainly see it more then they could see themselves in the mirror each morning. Even so they did not know how to keep the blonde from hurting himself. Trowa's memory wasn't coming back like they hoped. It was almost like it did not want to come back. They had each tried to stop Quatre from doing so much but he would not listen to them and their pleas.
Maybe it would get better soon. Time did seem to heal a lot of things. What said it couldn't heal this as well? Quatre would have to let up soon or later or maybe Trowa would return the affection. Something had to happen sooner or later. Right?
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Trowa opened one rested eye to see two bright, shining purple eyes right in front of his own. He let out a small startled yelp and punched Duo in the face with his fist. Duo let out his own yelp of surprise as he fell down on his rear end. "Gah, lighten up Trowa! I was only checking on you. Sheesh" said Duo. He cursed a little as he felt warm liquid drip out of his nose. 'He sure is acting strange.', Duo thought as he got up off the ground and headed into the kitchen to get a tissue.
When he got back into the room Trowa was being kept in he was a little surprised that Trowa did not even apologize for giving him a bloody nose. "You could apologize you know. I didn't do anything that made me deserve to get a bloody nose." Trowa simply looked at Duo, making no answer. The braided-boy stood there for a little while and waited for some type of response. When none came he spoke up himself.
"Fine, I'll speak then and accept your silence as some type of screwed up apology. Do you remember anything at all from the day you were hurt? Try to remember. You are the only way for us to get any leads."
Duo almost expected Trowa to sit there like some sort of stubborn dog and refuse to answer like he did to apologize. His nose was still bleeding from that too. Sure it had only been a few minutes since it happened but still.
Duo watched as Trowa sat there, still silent. He hoped that this meant Trowa was thinking instead of simply ignoring him. Well, if he wasn't going to get an answer. Duo started to exit the room with a sigh. He should have realized it was useless when Trowa didn't even bother to apologize.
"No, come back." Duo whirled around when he heard Trowa's voice. Did he remember what had happened? "I left the house to get something. Something for the blonde, wasn't it? I was driving down the old road near the Wal-Mart Super X." He paused, his brain straining to remember even the tiniest bit of information. "I-I. I can't remember."
Duo smiled gently and shook his head a little. "Don't force it. It'll come out with time." Trowa looked away from Duo, no response. Duo bit his lip and looked at the other for a moment. Shaking his head he began to exit the room once again. "Duo?" Duo looked over his shoulder at Trowa. "I'm sorry." Duo smiled. "No problem, buddy." He couldn't help but smile a little bit on the inside as he walked off to tell Heero the little bit of information he had been able to get out of Trowa.
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"Trowa?" Trowa looked up when he heard a gentle voice calling his name from the doorway. . Oh great, it was him, the blonde boy. He watched as Quatre hesitantly walked up to him. The other smiled a tiny little smile before he held out a book in front of him. He held it in a curious sort of way. Almost as if he was afraid Trowa was going to bite him before snatching the book away yet. He also looked eager to give it to Trowa with a sparkle of what looked to be hope dancing in his eyes.
"I brought you this. I had gotten it a little while before you left. It's by your favorite author. I hope you like it." Trowa took the book from Quatre and began to read the back of it. Well, the book did seem interesting enough to read. He turned it to look at the side and was a little surprised to see that it was indeed by one of the authors he happened to be fond of. What? Oh, the boy was talking.
"I was also wondering if you would like to go for a walk in the Village? It's not to far from here so it shouldn't tax your strength too much and the fresh air would be good for you. It has a few stores I think you would be interested in." Trowa's answer took awhile to form itself on his tongue. He was too much taken aback by those eyes. They sparkled with so much hope and trust, caring.
"No. I think I will start reading this book." Quatre looked a little taken back by the emotion in the answer he had gotten back. It was better then what he had expected but it still hurt. "Alright, maybe some other time then. When you are feeling better." Trowa simply nodded and opened up the book. He was finished talking with Quatre. Quatre painfully realized this and made his exit from the room.
Wufei came in a short while later. Trowa did not notice it as he was already caught up in reading his new book but Wufei seemed angry and that anger was directed towards none other bur the brunette. "What did you do? I just saw Quatre before he went and locked himself in his reading room. You know what he looked like? He looked hurt, depressed, the same way he looked before we found you."
Trowa did not even bother to look up from the book he was reading. "And?" Wufei looked Trowa up and down with a mixed emotion of shock and anger. "What do you mean and! Quatre was literally bouncing off the walls with joy a few days ago when we found you. Now he looks the same as if we had found out you had died. What in the hell did you do to him Barton!"
"Nothing, I simply did not accept his invitation to go out on a walk." Wufei took a deep breath and counted off to a small number in his head. Control the anger. "Why?" He asked. "I didn't feel like it." Wufei seemed puzzled for a moment before his confusion turned into rage.
"You love walks. Quatre knew this and was just trying to make you feel better. Exactly what do you do? You fucking blow him off. You have done this ever since we found you and it simply is not right! I am goddamn sick of it and so are the rest of us! Do you know what type of state he was in while you were gone? Of course you don't, you don't even give a shit about him anymore. He was ready to damn well end his life. I'm sure he would have done it to if he didn't truly believe you were still alive out there somewhere. What the fuck do you do to him once we have finally found you. What do you do!"
Silence and rage filled the room. "I want to know what the hell you did to him! . Fine, I'll tell you. You stab a damn knife in his heart and completely twist it around so that he feels worse then when you were gone! I want you to fucking think about what he has done to deserve this except use every last damn fiber in his body to care for you. Think about it."
Why did Wufei naturally assume it was all his fault? It did not even seem like the other had stopped to think about it from his point of view. He had just went ahead and assumed it was all his fault. Trowa sighed and picked up his book and started to read before another distraction could catch his attention. It did not work very well though, his mind could not stay on the book.
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"Ow! Heero, I can do it myself!" Duo had come up to Heero's room to ask for a Band-Aid because hadn't been able to find one in the bathroom and since Heero was the Perfect Soldier. Boy had that been a bad idea. Once Heero had laid his eyes on the bloody tissue hanging out of Duo's nose he had pulled Duo inside and had sat him on a chair. Duo had caught a glimpse of the alcohol prep pad that Heero always insisted on using no matter how much the thing stung and had fled to the other side of the room. Now Heero had him caught in between a corner.
"Please, it can heal perfectly fine without that prep pad. I've done it before and it healed just fine." Heero glared down directly into Duo's pleading eyes. "That scar on your side wouldn't be there if you had used an alcohol prep pad." Duo snorted and glared right back at Heero. "And how do you know that Mr. know-it-all?"
Duo winced as he felt Heero's nails dig its way into his wrists as he pushed him down. "Ah, alright alright! I'll use the damn prep pad. Now get off of me, you freak!" Heero stood up and handed the packaged prep pad to Duo. Duo grumbled under his breath as he ripped the package open, glaring at the piece of paper in his hand as if his glare could kill an inanimate object. He whimpered a little bit as he wiped hi nose with it. "It stings!"
Heero stood by with another dry pad for Duo to wipe the excess alcohol with. The bleeding had finally stopped so Duo was let up off of the ground. Heero then handed him another Band-Aid. The braided-boy looked at it quizzically. "What's this for?" Heero took the Band-Aid and applied it across the other's nose. "Heero. That's not going to do anything except make me look cute. Oh."
Duo rolled his eyes and sat down on the bed. Heero could have just said something. He would have gladly done it on his own instead of having to feel hurtful pressure on his sore nose. "When are we going to look at that road near Wal-Mart Super X? Tomorrow afternoon?" Heero shook his head. "To busy. We'll look in the morning an hour or so after the sun has come up." Duo groaned. "I'll have to miss my cartoons then. They're going to have a marathon of all the old Superman reruns."
Duo tilted his head back and looked up at the ceiling. This was great. He was going to have to get up early not to mention miss his cartoons as well. He had been hoping to convince Heero to watch it with him somehow. Maybe a nice backrub during commercials as well. But no, he would have to go looking for clues around seven or eight a.m. in the morning. At least it was to help Quatre and Trowa.
He looked up at Heero hopefully. "Can I have a sundae when we get back from looking? Maybe some pudding and a hamburger to go with it? I'll promise to try and stay calm during the sugar rush." Heero nodded only so he could see Duo's smile afterwards. The brunette jumped up from the bed and gave his Perfect Soldier a hug. "Thanks Hee-Baby. I love you." Heero welcomed the hands wrapping around his waist and the nuzzle his neck received. "I love you too."
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A familiar happy quack can be heard along with a frustrated cry. "Stay still! It's just a freaking collar and leash for crying out loud." Wufei was standing in the middle of the walkway with a leash and collar in hand as Baby T made his way around the room. He was either so happy he was going on a walk that he could not stay still or he was happy that he was giving Wufei so much trouble.
Wufei jerked his head towards the opposite doorway as he heard light laughter. There stood Quatre in the doorway, finding the scene way to amusing for Wufei's liking. "I'd like to see you do better, Winner." Quatre smiled and gladly took the leash and collar Wufei held out for him. "Here Baby T. It's time for your walk."
From the opposite corner of the room, Baby T tilted his head to one side. He looked from Quatre to Wufei. He wasn't sure if this was a trap or not but since his master seemed so welcoming and he was going to be going on a walk anyway. Baby T quacked happily and waddled his way over to Quatre. Quatre giggled and attached the collar around Baby T's feathery neck. He gathered the baby duckling up and gave him a quick hug and a light kiss on the head.
Wufei stood there and glared at both the blonde young man and the duckling for making it so much easier then he had made it appear to be. Humph, next time that duckling wanted a petting he wasn't getting one from him. "Thank you Wufei for trying to take Baby T on a walk."
Wufei shrugged. "It didn't seem like you were going to get around to it today and the damn thing was driving me nuts with all its quacking. Don't see why it doesn't hang around Duo more often. It talks enough like him." Quatre laughed and stood up after he set Baby T on the ground. "Maybe Duo talks to much for Baby T. Ever think of that?" Wufei actually seemed to contemplate that. Heh, he could use that against the braided idiot if this turned out to be true.
"Thanks again Wufei. I'll go take Baby T on that walk now. It'll just be around the backyard so don't worry." Wufei nodded and left the room, leaving duck and owner on their own. Quatre smiled down at Baby T and led him out the door.
"Well, where should we go today Baby T? Down to the duck pond for a swim? If you want I'm sure I can take you to the outskirts of the property. You might actually like the patch of woods we have back there." Baby T quacked and began his waddling towards the duck pond. "To the pond then." Quatre said with a laugh as his duck began pulling towards the duck pond.
When they arrived, Quatre let Baby T off of his leash so the duckling could go frolic among his friends and family. Quatre sat down on a nearby rock overlooking the pond and admired his care free duck friend. Lucky duckling. It did not have as many problems as Quatre did now that it was an inside duck.
Quatre did not know what he would have done without his new friend. Sure he had the other Gundam boys, but it was not like he could tell them all of his feelings like he could with Baby T. He could be sure that Baby T would not tell any one else or try and tell him what to do. Sometimes he just needed someone to sit there and listen, sometimes offer comfort if it was needed. Baby T was simply wonderful at doing exactly just that.
If only Baby T could give him the best advice on what to do about Trowa. Sure, he had just said that he didn't exactly want just that but it would be nice. He did not know what to do with Trowa. He wasn't remembering Quatre anymore then he had when they first found him. It hadn't been that long to tell the truth but he had expected some sort of improvement. Instead, Trowa wasn't even making the effort to remember Quatre. Maybe he didn't want to remember him.
Did he hate him or something? Maybe he had been crowding Trowa a little too much these past few days. Trowa could do some of the stuff on his own, that much was for sure. Maybe he should back off a little, give Trowa some air. Maybe he would come around quicker that way. He sure hoped so. It hurt so much to have the one he cared about to an infinite level not even remember his name.
Quatre sighed and gazed down at the duck pond before getting lost in his thoughts once again. Tomorrow he would help the other's look for some clues to this mystery. Assuming they had found any leads to begin with. They probably needed to go back to the car crash. They had waited so long though. There may not be anything left, but it was worth a shot. It wouldn't do any good to worry about it now. He needed to simply watch over his pet duck and enjoy the good weather.
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The End of Chapter 5
Chapter 5: What Happened?
By: GodessDeath
Author and Muse Comments
G-Death: Dear all who is holy, I have not looked at this thing in a long time. Striker: Lazy writer. G-Death: Sex-crazed gay boy loving cheater fat assed lazy son of a bitch. Striker: That hurt! .. My ass is not fat! Death: Oh shut up and help me write this chapter you lazy muse of mine. Striker: *Sniffling and stroking his rear end* Don't worry baby, I'll make her apologize to you.
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Two more days had rolled on past since the last chapter took place. Each one of those days had been filled with the Gundam boys giving plenty of care and attention to their hurt comrade. Quatre had spent the whole time running up and down the house doing every last possible thing he had thought would help Trowa in some sort of shape or form. It had gotten to the point that Heero was starting to consider Duo's suggestion of tying the blonde down to a chair in hopes that would keep him from running in circles all day.
The boys watched as Quatre cooked all the meals, washed all of the clothes and sheets that Trowa was using. The blankets seemed to be changed twice a day without the others actually witnessing them under going the change. Quatre didn't seem to even have time for himself any more. He was to busy offering things to Trowa, taking care of him, or thinking up more ways to accomplish the two mentioned above. Each time he tried to do anything more then feed or change Trowa's clothes or sheets he would get a refusal that tore up his heart from the inside out. Each time a scene like this was witnessed they could just see the heart being torn. To Quatre it felt like each refusal was pushing Trowa more and more away from him or a chance of being remembered.
It was hurting him terribly and they could plainly see it more then they could see themselves in the mirror each morning. Even so they did not know how to keep the blonde from hurting himself. Trowa's memory wasn't coming back like they hoped. It was almost like it did not want to come back. They had each tried to stop Quatre from doing so much but he would not listen to them and their pleas.
Maybe it would get better soon. Time did seem to heal a lot of things. What said it couldn't heal this as well? Quatre would have to let up soon or later or maybe Trowa would return the affection. Something had to happen sooner or later. Right?
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Trowa opened one rested eye to see two bright, shining purple eyes right in front of his own. He let out a small startled yelp and punched Duo in the face with his fist. Duo let out his own yelp of surprise as he fell down on his rear end. "Gah, lighten up Trowa! I was only checking on you. Sheesh" said Duo. He cursed a little as he felt warm liquid drip out of his nose. 'He sure is acting strange.', Duo thought as he got up off the ground and headed into the kitchen to get a tissue.
When he got back into the room Trowa was being kept in he was a little surprised that Trowa did not even apologize for giving him a bloody nose. "You could apologize you know. I didn't do anything that made me deserve to get a bloody nose." Trowa simply looked at Duo, making no answer. The braided-boy stood there for a little while and waited for some type of response. When none came he spoke up himself.
"Fine, I'll speak then and accept your silence as some type of screwed up apology. Do you remember anything at all from the day you were hurt? Try to remember. You are the only way for us to get any leads."
Duo almost expected Trowa to sit there like some sort of stubborn dog and refuse to answer like he did to apologize. His nose was still bleeding from that too. Sure it had only been a few minutes since it happened but still.
Duo watched as Trowa sat there, still silent. He hoped that this meant Trowa was thinking instead of simply ignoring him. Well, if he wasn't going to get an answer. Duo started to exit the room with a sigh. He should have realized it was useless when Trowa didn't even bother to apologize.
"No, come back." Duo whirled around when he heard Trowa's voice. Did he remember what had happened? "I left the house to get something. Something for the blonde, wasn't it? I was driving down the old road near the Wal-Mart Super X." He paused, his brain straining to remember even the tiniest bit of information. "I-I. I can't remember."
Duo smiled gently and shook his head a little. "Don't force it. It'll come out with time." Trowa looked away from Duo, no response. Duo bit his lip and looked at the other for a moment. Shaking his head he began to exit the room once again. "Duo?" Duo looked over his shoulder at Trowa. "I'm sorry." Duo smiled. "No problem, buddy." He couldn't help but smile a little bit on the inside as he walked off to tell Heero the little bit of information he had been able to get out of Trowa.
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"Trowa?" Trowa looked up when he heard a gentle voice calling his name from the doorway. . Oh great, it was him, the blonde boy. He watched as Quatre hesitantly walked up to him. The other smiled a tiny little smile before he held out a book in front of him. He held it in a curious sort of way. Almost as if he was afraid Trowa was going to bite him before snatching the book away yet. He also looked eager to give it to Trowa with a sparkle of what looked to be hope dancing in his eyes.
"I brought you this. I had gotten it a little while before you left. It's by your favorite author. I hope you like it." Trowa took the book from Quatre and began to read the back of it. Well, the book did seem interesting enough to read. He turned it to look at the side and was a little surprised to see that it was indeed by one of the authors he happened to be fond of. What? Oh, the boy was talking.
"I was also wondering if you would like to go for a walk in the Village? It's not to far from here so it shouldn't tax your strength too much and the fresh air would be good for you. It has a few stores I think you would be interested in." Trowa's answer took awhile to form itself on his tongue. He was too much taken aback by those eyes. They sparkled with so much hope and trust, caring.
"No. I think I will start reading this book." Quatre looked a little taken back by the emotion in the answer he had gotten back. It was better then what he had expected but it still hurt. "Alright, maybe some other time then. When you are feeling better." Trowa simply nodded and opened up the book. He was finished talking with Quatre. Quatre painfully realized this and made his exit from the room.
Wufei came in a short while later. Trowa did not notice it as he was already caught up in reading his new book but Wufei seemed angry and that anger was directed towards none other bur the brunette. "What did you do? I just saw Quatre before he went and locked himself in his reading room. You know what he looked like? He looked hurt, depressed, the same way he looked before we found you."
Trowa did not even bother to look up from the book he was reading. "And?" Wufei looked Trowa up and down with a mixed emotion of shock and anger. "What do you mean and! Quatre was literally bouncing off the walls with joy a few days ago when we found you. Now he looks the same as if we had found out you had died. What in the hell did you do to him Barton!"
"Nothing, I simply did not accept his invitation to go out on a walk." Wufei took a deep breath and counted off to a small number in his head. Control the anger. "Why?" He asked. "I didn't feel like it." Wufei seemed puzzled for a moment before his confusion turned into rage.
"You love walks. Quatre knew this and was just trying to make you feel better. Exactly what do you do? You fucking blow him off. You have done this ever since we found you and it simply is not right! I am goddamn sick of it and so are the rest of us! Do you know what type of state he was in while you were gone? Of course you don't, you don't even give a shit about him anymore. He was ready to damn well end his life. I'm sure he would have done it to if he didn't truly believe you were still alive out there somewhere. What the fuck do you do to him once we have finally found you. What do you do!"
Silence and rage filled the room. "I want to know what the hell you did to him! . Fine, I'll tell you. You stab a damn knife in his heart and completely twist it around so that he feels worse then when you were gone! I want you to fucking think about what he has done to deserve this except use every last damn fiber in his body to care for you. Think about it."
Why did Wufei naturally assume it was all his fault? It did not even seem like the other had stopped to think about it from his point of view. He had just went ahead and assumed it was all his fault. Trowa sighed and picked up his book and started to read before another distraction could catch his attention. It did not work very well though, his mind could not stay on the book.
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"Ow! Heero, I can do it myself!" Duo had come up to Heero's room to ask for a Band-Aid because hadn't been able to find one in the bathroom and since Heero was the Perfect Soldier. Boy had that been a bad idea. Once Heero had laid his eyes on the bloody tissue hanging out of Duo's nose he had pulled Duo inside and had sat him on a chair. Duo had caught a glimpse of the alcohol prep pad that Heero always insisted on using no matter how much the thing stung and had fled to the other side of the room. Now Heero had him caught in between a corner.
"Please, it can heal perfectly fine without that prep pad. I've done it before and it healed just fine." Heero glared down directly into Duo's pleading eyes. "That scar on your side wouldn't be there if you had used an alcohol prep pad." Duo snorted and glared right back at Heero. "And how do you know that Mr. know-it-all?"
Duo winced as he felt Heero's nails dig its way into his wrists as he pushed him down. "Ah, alright alright! I'll use the damn prep pad. Now get off of me, you freak!" Heero stood up and handed the packaged prep pad to Duo. Duo grumbled under his breath as he ripped the package open, glaring at the piece of paper in his hand as if his glare could kill an inanimate object. He whimpered a little bit as he wiped hi nose with it. "It stings!"
Heero stood by with another dry pad for Duo to wipe the excess alcohol with. The bleeding had finally stopped so Duo was let up off of the ground. Heero then handed him another Band-Aid. The braided-boy looked at it quizzically. "What's this for?" Heero took the Band-Aid and applied it across the other's nose. "Heero. That's not going to do anything except make me look cute. Oh."
Duo rolled his eyes and sat down on the bed. Heero could have just said something. He would have gladly done it on his own instead of having to feel hurtful pressure on his sore nose. "When are we going to look at that road near Wal-Mart Super X? Tomorrow afternoon?" Heero shook his head. "To busy. We'll look in the morning an hour or so after the sun has come up." Duo groaned. "I'll have to miss my cartoons then. They're going to have a marathon of all the old Superman reruns."
Duo tilted his head back and looked up at the ceiling. This was great. He was going to have to get up early not to mention miss his cartoons as well. He had been hoping to convince Heero to watch it with him somehow. Maybe a nice backrub during commercials as well. But no, he would have to go looking for clues around seven or eight a.m. in the morning. At least it was to help Quatre and Trowa.
He looked up at Heero hopefully. "Can I have a sundae when we get back from looking? Maybe some pudding and a hamburger to go with it? I'll promise to try and stay calm during the sugar rush." Heero nodded only so he could see Duo's smile afterwards. The brunette jumped up from the bed and gave his Perfect Soldier a hug. "Thanks Hee-Baby. I love you." Heero welcomed the hands wrapping around his waist and the nuzzle his neck received. "I love you too."
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A familiar happy quack can be heard along with a frustrated cry. "Stay still! It's just a freaking collar and leash for crying out loud." Wufei was standing in the middle of the walkway with a leash and collar in hand as Baby T made his way around the room. He was either so happy he was going on a walk that he could not stay still or he was happy that he was giving Wufei so much trouble.
Wufei jerked his head towards the opposite doorway as he heard light laughter. There stood Quatre in the doorway, finding the scene way to amusing for Wufei's liking. "I'd like to see you do better, Winner." Quatre smiled and gladly took the leash and collar Wufei held out for him. "Here Baby T. It's time for your walk."
From the opposite corner of the room, Baby T tilted his head to one side. He looked from Quatre to Wufei. He wasn't sure if this was a trap or not but since his master seemed so welcoming and he was going to be going on a walk anyway. Baby T quacked happily and waddled his way over to Quatre. Quatre giggled and attached the collar around Baby T's feathery neck. He gathered the baby duckling up and gave him a quick hug and a light kiss on the head.
Wufei stood there and glared at both the blonde young man and the duckling for making it so much easier then he had made it appear to be. Humph, next time that duckling wanted a petting he wasn't getting one from him. "Thank you Wufei for trying to take Baby T on a walk."
Wufei shrugged. "It didn't seem like you were going to get around to it today and the damn thing was driving me nuts with all its quacking. Don't see why it doesn't hang around Duo more often. It talks enough like him." Quatre laughed and stood up after he set Baby T on the ground. "Maybe Duo talks to much for Baby T. Ever think of that?" Wufei actually seemed to contemplate that. Heh, he could use that against the braided idiot if this turned out to be true.
"Thanks again Wufei. I'll go take Baby T on that walk now. It'll just be around the backyard so don't worry." Wufei nodded and left the room, leaving duck and owner on their own. Quatre smiled down at Baby T and led him out the door.
"Well, where should we go today Baby T? Down to the duck pond for a swim? If you want I'm sure I can take you to the outskirts of the property. You might actually like the patch of woods we have back there." Baby T quacked and began his waddling towards the duck pond. "To the pond then." Quatre said with a laugh as his duck began pulling towards the duck pond.
When they arrived, Quatre let Baby T off of his leash so the duckling could go frolic among his friends and family. Quatre sat down on a nearby rock overlooking the pond and admired his care free duck friend. Lucky duckling. It did not have as many problems as Quatre did now that it was an inside duck.
Quatre did not know what he would have done without his new friend. Sure he had the other Gundam boys, but it was not like he could tell them all of his feelings like he could with Baby T. He could be sure that Baby T would not tell any one else or try and tell him what to do. Sometimes he just needed someone to sit there and listen, sometimes offer comfort if it was needed. Baby T was simply wonderful at doing exactly just that.
If only Baby T could give him the best advice on what to do about Trowa. Sure, he had just said that he didn't exactly want just that but it would be nice. He did not know what to do with Trowa. He wasn't remembering Quatre anymore then he had when they first found him. It hadn't been that long to tell the truth but he had expected some sort of improvement. Instead, Trowa wasn't even making the effort to remember Quatre. Maybe he didn't want to remember him.
Did he hate him or something? Maybe he had been crowding Trowa a little too much these past few days. Trowa could do some of the stuff on his own, that much was for sure. Maybe he should back off a little, give Trowa some air. Maybe he would come around quicker that way. He sure hoped so. It hurt so much to have the one he cared about to an infinite level not even remember his name.
Quatre sighed and gazed down at the duck pond before getting lost in his thoughts once again. Tomorrow he would help the other's look for some clues to this mystery. Assuming they had found any leads to begin with. They probably needed to go back to the car crash. They had waited so long though. There may not be anything left, but it was worth a shot. It wouldn't do any good to worry about it now. He needed to simply watch over his pet duck and enjoy the good weather.
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The End of Chapter 5