~*Part 2. Yay! Hehe. I have a responce to someones post. (I forget yer name! Sorry!) I based young Quatre on the Quatre in the manga. Mini-Q was always a brat and was very insensitive and mean. hehe. More fun for Maeve to write! Anywho, the same rules apply. No editing. ^_^ This one isn't as nice as the last one....no real plot development. I was just introducing the chars. and the big contrast between the hardened, 'wise beyond his years', Nanashi and the little, snot nosed, 'sheltered,' Quatre. Well, you lemme know what you think.*~
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Nanashi stared numbly at the little blonde. "Quatre....Winner...?" The Blonde wrinkled his nose.
"No! Quatre Raberba Winner! *I'M* a noblemen!" Nanashi didn't even argue with the little one. For once, a very tiny smile tugged at Nanashis face. He wouldn't be punished after all! How many "nobelmen" could there be named Winner are there on this colony?
"Are you the same Winner of the Winner Estate here on this colony!?" The Noble child called Quatre blinked a few times.
"...Who wants to know?" Nanashi reached into his pocket and pulled out the fine letter, running his hand over the creases so it looked as slick as it was when he first got it.
"My Commander, Trowa Barton, wishes for me to bring this message to the head of the Winner Estate as soon as possible..."
"The...head?" Little Quatre tilted his head to his left shoulder and stared at him with unblinking, innocent, blue eyes. Nanashi nodded once more.
"Yes. Please, you must take me to the Winner Estate so I must deliever this message!" Quatre took a few steps toward Nanashi and snatched at the letter he held out. Nanashi wasn't on his guard, for once, and the letter was easily snatched from his fingers. "Hey!" The young Winner took the paper and ran his awkward fingers over the wax seal.
"Whats it say?" He called over his shoulder. Nanashi hasility moved to Quatres side and made a grab for it. The noblechild move to his left with easy, and continued to poke at the seal, ocassionally pushing Nanashi away when he got too close. "Whats it say?"
Nanashi sighed and stepped away, rubbing his poor cheek.
"I don't know...I didn't read it." Quatre spun around and held the letter out for him.
"Read it!" Nanashi furrowed his brows as he took the letter from his hands.
"I'm sorry?"
"Read the letter!" Nanashi looked down at it and frowned. Why he'd never consider such an offence! If his Commander found out, why, the punishment would be unspeakable!
"I...I couldn't." Quatre pouted.
"Why not?"
"I'm not suppose to."
"Said who?"
"Said my Commander."
"When he say that?"
"He didn't."
"But you said---"
"He implied it."
"What's implied mean?"
"I don't know."
"Why did you use it, then?"
"I DON'T KNOW!!!"
Nanashi was always very soft spoken. He found words to be, meaningless...as meaningless as tears. Yet right now...he wanted to let loose both of them. His shaking hangs clung to the letter so tightly that his finger nails almost put holes through it. His eyes ran over with a glassy film, and Nanashi fought desperatly with himself not the weep just not. All he wanted to do, was send this message to the Head of the Winner Estate, go home...and maybe have some oatmeal. It wasn't too much to ask!
"Please.." Nanashi sniffed. "Please, I just need to get this to the Head of the Winner Estate. Please...thats all I ask..."
Little Quatre just stared at him. His wide blue eyes shined with nieve stupidity. His messy blonde hair fell over his eyes like some disgusting throw rag. He idly scaratched at his rough elbows like some sort of flea ridden animal. Nanashi hated this boy. And Nanashi never hated anyone. He didn't even hate the man who stole childrens souls! He just didn't understand him. But this child? Nanashi understood him. He was just in the way of his mission...
Quatre shrugged nonchalantly.
"Okay." He said, turning arounf and heading down the hill. Nanashi blinked.
"I'm sorry?"
"I'll take you to my home. Follow me." Nanashi stared after the strange boy, watching his little blond head bob up and down with each step. Was he planning on bringing Nanashi the whole time? Was that game he just played...just...a game? Nanashi shook his head of any such thoughts and started after him in a trot.
"I'm coming!!!"
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Nanashi stared numbly at the little blonde. "Quatre....Winner...?" The Blonde wrinkled his nose.
"No! Quatre Raberba Winner! *I'M* a noblemen!" Nanashi didn't even argue with the little one. For once, a very tiny smile tugged at Nanashis face. He wouldn't be punished after all! How many "nobelmen" could there be named Winner are there on this colony?
"Are you the same Winner of the Winner Estate here on this colony!?" The Noble child called Quatre blinked a few times.
"...Who wants to know?" Nanashi reached into his pocket and pulled out the fine letter, running his hand over the creases so it looked as slick as it was when he first got it.
"My Commander, Trowa Barton, wishes for me to bring this message to the head of the Winner Estate as soon as possible..."
"The...head?" Little Quatre tilted his head to his left shoulder and stared at him with unblinking, innocent, blue eyes. Nanashi nodded once more.
"Yes. Please, you must take me to the Winner Estate so I must deliever this message!" Quatre took a few steps toward Nanashi and snatched at the letter he held out. Nanashi wasn't on his guard, for once, and the letter was easily snatched from his fingers. "Hey!" The young Winner took the paper and ran his awkward fingers over the wax seal.
"Whats it say?" He called over his shoulder. Nanashi hasility moved to Quatres side and made a grab for it. The noblechild move to his left with easy, and continued to poke at the seal, ocassionally pushing Nanashi away when he got too close. "Whats it say?"
Nanashi sighed and stepped away, rubbing his poor cheek.
"I don't know...I didn't read it." Quatre spun around and held the letter out for him.
"Read it!" Nanashi furrowed his brows as he took the letter from his hands.
"I'm sorry?"
"Read the letter!" Nanashi looked down at it and frowned. Why he'd never consider such an offence! If his Commander found out, why, the punishment would be unspeakable!
"I...I couldn't." Quatre pouted.
"Why not?"
"I'm not suppose to."
"Said who?"
"Said my Commander."
"When he say that?"
"He didn't."
"But you said---"
"He implied it."
"What's implied mean?"
"I don't know."
"Why did you use it, then?"
"I DON'T KNOW!!!"
Nanashi was always very soft spoken. He found words to be, meaningless...as meaningless as tears. Yet right now...he wanted to let loose both of them. His shaking hangs clung to the letter so tightly that his finger nails almost put holes through it. His eyes ran over with a glassy film, and Nanashi fought desperatly with himself not the weep just not. All he wanted to do, was send this message to the Head of the Winner Estate, go home...and maybe have some oatmeal. It wasn't too much to ask!
"Please.." Nanashi sniffed. "Please, I just need to get this to the Head of the Winner Estate. Please...thats all I ask..."
Little Quatre just stared at him. His wide blue eyes shined with nieve stupidity. His messy blonde hair fell over his eyes like some disgusting throw rag. He idly scaratched at his rough elbows like some sort of flea ridden animal. Nanashi hated this boy. And Nanashi never hated anyone. He didn't even hate the man who stole childrens souls! He just didn't understand him. But this child? Nanashi understood him. He was just in the way of his mission...
Quatre shrugged nonchalantly.
"Okay." He said, turning arounf and heading down the hill. Nanashi blinked.
"I'm sorry?"
"I'll take you to my home. Follow me." Nanashi stared after the strange boy, watching his little blond head bob up and down with each step. Was he planning on bringing Nanashi the whole time? Was that game he just played...just...a game? Nanashi shook his head of any such thoughts and started after him in a trot.
"I'm coming!!!"