A Day in the Lives of Trowa and
Quatre: "What We Want"
By Mika
"I'm sorry you didn't get to finish shopping,
Quatre."
Quatre nestled himself even closer to Trowa's body
as he lay in bed, shaking his head lightly. "It's all right. It was fun...watching
you play with the children. You do that
well you know. Play with kids. They liked you a lot. It makes me--" He shook his head, cutting
off his sentence as he did. He sighed,
fingers tracing over the light that seeped through the windows and on to his
companion's chest. Another moment
passed. "I love you, you
know," he said barely above a whisper.
Trowa gave him a light squeeze, kissing him on top
of his hair. "I love you too,
Quatre. And don't think that I'll ever
regret it. Never, Quatre."
"I know," he said, closing his eyes, brow
furrowing. "It's just...sometimes
I wish...I--"
"I know, Quatre." Trowa tilted his chin
up so their eyes met. "But having
you is enough. It's more than I could ever want."
"Bu--"
Trowa sealed their lips together before he could
finish and he didn't have the energy or the will to fight it. When they parted Trowa only held his body
closer, head resting on the crook of his neck. "No regrets, Quatre. Never."
He didn't respond, not wanting to say something he
would regret and Trowa understood, giving him another light squeeze and
murmuring softly. "I love you."
"Love you too," he said in return, just as
quiet. It would be a while before he
fell asleep.
* * * * *
Quatre absently tapped the steering wheel to the
rhythm of the music playing from the radio, attention wavering from the road
and to his short conversation he had with Trowa the night before. It wasn't that he never had thought about
this before; it's just that it never brought itself to attention with this much
force in the past. He supposed it was
partly due to the coming holiday and he never did get to speak much of it to
Trowa before.
Realizing the majority of his concentration was not
focusing on driving, he pulled off to the side and into a vacant lot. Turning off the engine he let his head fall
forward and rest on his knuckles.
"No regrets, Quatre. Never."
"I know, Trowa," he murmured softly to
himself. "I know...but..." He
sighed, rolling his head to the side. Having Trowa was enough, it was. But all the same he couldn't help imagine what it would be like to have
a family of their own. Trowa would be a
wonderful father; he just knew it. As
for himself, well, he wasn't as positive, but he was sure he could manage as
long as Trowa was by his side. He felt
a small smile edge its way on his face. Maybe he really should talk to Trowa more about this.
That thought set in mind, he lifted his head and
turned the key in the ignition, waiting for a minute while the car warmed
itself up again. It was during this
time that he let his eyes wander around the area he was parked and whether it
was fate or some other uncanny occurrence that tended to happen during the
Christmas season his eyes fell on a particular sign that told him exactly where
he was. He blinked at first before
turning around and looking out the back of his rear window. What met his gaze seemed to dash away all
the doubt and troubles hovering within him and he smiled, shaking his head
lightly.
Why hadn't he thought of this before?
* * * * *
"Are you sure this is what you want
Quatre?" Trowa asked, brushing his hand across Quatre's cheek as they
stood outside in the wintry air.
Quatre shook his head lightly and gained a slightly
confused look from his lover. A slow
smile formed on his face and he glanced to his left then back to Trowa before
answering. "No," he said
softly, reaching up and grasping the hand that rested on his face and squeezing
it. "I'm sure this is what we
want."
Trowa smiled, nodding once and returning the light
squeeze.
Hands held together in a comforting grip, Quatre
knocked on the pristine white door of the Jenson House Orphanage, both of their
minds and hearts set on their future lying just behind it.
End
Author's Note: gag/cheesy ending...I know. Sorry about that. You know, I think this will be the last TQ story for a while (if
I even continue this series at all...I'm not too sure yet), less I have a
sudden attack of inspiration, which I doubt...Anyhoo, I hope you did enjoy all
these shorts though (this one being the shortest I think ^_^). They were a lot of fun to write. To everyone though, thanks for reading!