Heero Yuy made his way down the long street of the L-4 colony. Nothing really inparticular to do, no real job to hold down. He worked when he had to, and wandered aimlessly between colonies and the Earth Nation. He had no real friends.
Then something caught his eye, it was a huge estate that he was in the process of passing. He knew for a fact that it belonged to the Winner family, Quatre.
He stared up at the tall gates, wouldn't be hard to break into, and it would be nice to put his expert skills to work for once, Quatre wouldn't mind.
Within fifteen minutes he was wandering throughout the gardens looking for a good place to enter through a window or something, once inside he would ask for Quatre. It was then that he realized he wasn't alone.
From the other side of a large bush he heard gentle, sorrowful crying. And someone was mumbling something to them self.
"I-I-I w-w-ouldn't, how could he think..." then the voice broke down again, it sounded so familiar.
Curiosity getting the better of him he peaked behind the bush, Quatre, older than he remembered, was sprawled on a bench in emotional pain.
Not knowing what to do, but wanting to help, he cleared his throat. He did not get the response he expected.
Quatre was obviously surprised that someone was with him, but after realizing who it was sat bolt upright and wrapped the Japanese man in a hug.
"Heero! What are you doing here!? I'm so happy to see you! We missed you!"
"We?" Heero questioned, hugging the over enthusiastic Quatre in a lightly.
"Yeah! Me, and Duo and Trowa...and..."
"And?"
"Wufei." he whispered miserably.
"Quatre, what is wrong? why were you crying?" Heero asked concerned for the welfare of his friend.
Quare sniffled. "Wufei doesn't trust me."
"And that's something to cry about?" Heero asked confused why the trust of Chang Wufei would matter so much to Quatre.
"Quatre let out a yell of pain and started crying all over again. "How can he really love me if he doesn't trust me!?"
"Love...you mean that...? Oh I am so sorry. I didn't know that you were with Wufei! I figured that you were..."
"With Trowa?"
"Yeah..."
"That's what Wufei thought." He whispered. "Look...I'm not being a very good host, why don't you go inside. I'll be there as soon as I calm down. The others are in there, the kids are gone."
'Kids? Okay Quatre...whatever you say..." Heero nodded. "All right, I'll be waiting." and he left him.
Entering through the window, like he originally wanted to, he could hear screaming voices in the nest hallway, he followed them. Wufei and Duo were in a screaming match. 'Figures, Duo always did look out for Quatre.' "Did I come at a bad time?"
Duo stopped mid scream, turned, and gapped. "Heero?"
"Hn." Wufei said, the arrival of the last former Gundam pilot wasn't going to distract him from a fight, but that didn't apply to Duo.
Duo jumped from where he was standing into Heero's arms. "Heeroheeroheeroheero!" He yelled over joyed.
"It's nice to see you too Duo." Heero commented. "Now what was all the yelling about?"
Duo let go of Heero and glared at Wufei. "You can ask Quatre when you see him."
"I already have. He was mumbling something about Wufei not loving him anymore and 'the kids were out'."
Wufei looked as if he had been struck. Had he really given that impression? He loved his little Quatre, so so much. "I better go find him." he mumbled and took off.
"Yeah you better, you bastard." Duo said barely audible, but Heero heard him.
"Duo!"
~ ~ ~
Quatre had just about gathered his wits when Wufei came running toward him. "Oh Quatre, I could never not love you! I care about you so much." Wufei hugged Quatre and buried his face in his hair. "Please be mine and only mine."
Quatre didn't know what to do. The sudden affection from Wufei felt like knives, the worst was he wasn't even sorry. "You're treating me like a possession." He whispered. "You don't care how I feel, you only care that I'm only with you." He pushed Wufei off him and began to walk away, he turned when he was about ten feet from him. "And don't follow me." He ran to his room not know what else to do. How long had this been going on? The feelings and actions were very familiar, they happened often.
Without thinking about what he was doing he began to turn himself into Quasi. That's when it hit him. The reason he enjoyed playing a girl so much, when this unintentional abuse had started... Quasi was his mask, he used it to hide from Wufei.
Keeping strong, because Quasi would never be held as weak, he exited the room in search of someone to talk to. There were many things you could find out when you were someone else.
~ ~ ~
Trowa strode about the gardens. The weather was so nice compared to the L-2, but something was bothering him. He hadn't seen much of Wufei or Quatre in these past few days, he knew for a fact that Quatre wanted to see him, but every time they got together something would happen and pull them apart. No dough something Wufei cooked up.
Trowa sighed. Wufei seemed so controlling, did this happen all the time, or just because he, Quatre's ex-lover, was here?
Looking yonder he noticed someone standing there, it looked like Quatre, and he was alone. Trowa jogged over. "Quatre, Quatre!" he yelled. The figure didn't turn. When he got close he realized that Quare wanted everyone to think he, was a she. "Hello?"
"Hi!" Quatre finally said. "I'm Quasi, and you would be...?"
"You know very well who I am." Trowa pointed out, confused at why Quatre was doing this.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't." He/she smiled slyly. "But I think you're cute." He/she wrapped her arms around his neck and began kissing him rapidly. "I bet you're good in bed."
"Quatre what are you doing!?" Trowa asked in alarm. "What's wrong with you!?"
He/she stopped abruptly. "W-w-what did you call me?"
"Quatre."
"Oh god! You, you're the only one who's ever realised... I'm so sorry!" And then he ran into the house.
Trowa ran after Quatre's retreating form, calling his name, but Quatre knew that grounds better than he and had soon disappeared from sight. Trowa slowed to a stop.
Quatre's words came back to him. 'You're the only one who's ever realized...' 'realized what? Am I the only one who realized that under the girls' clothing and the makeup was our Quatre?'
"One things for sure, Quatre isn't happy being who he is, otherwise he wouldn't be pretending to be someone else."
Trowa began walking towards the house. The kids would be back in another couple of hours, and he had promised to take Catherine out tonight. He went inside to get ready.
Then something caught his eye, it was a huge estate that he was in the process of passing. He knew for a fact that it belonged to the Winner family, Quatre.
He stared up at the tall gates, wouldn't be hard to break into, and it would be nice to put his expert skills to work for once, Quatre wouldn't mind.
Within fifteen minutes he was wandering throughout the gardens looking for a good place to enter through a window or something, once inside he would ask for Quatre. It was then that he realized he wasn't alone.
From the other side of a large bush he heard gentle, sorrowful crying. And someone was mumbling something to them self.
"I-I-I w-w-ouldn't, how could he think..." then the voice broke down again, it sounded so familiar.
Curiosity getting the better of him he peaked behind the bush, Quatre, older than he remembered, was sprawled on a bench in emotional pain.
Not knowing what to do, but wanting to help, he cleared his throat. He did not get the response he expected.
Quatre was obviously surprised that someone was with him, but after realizing who it was sat bolt upright and wrapped the Japanese man in a hug.
"Heero! What are you doing here!? I'm so happy to see you! We missed you!"
"We?" Heero questioned, hugging the over enthusiastic Quatre in a lightly.
"Yeah! Me, and Duo and Trowa...and..."
"And?"
"Wufei." he whispered miserably.
"Quatre, what is wrong? why were you crying?" Heero asked concerned for the welfare of his friend.
Quare sniffled. "Wufei doesn't trust me."
"And that's something to cry about?" Heero asked confused why the trust of Chang Wufei would matter so much to Quatre.
"Quatre let out a yell of pain and started crying all over again. "How can he really love me if he doesn't trust me!?"
"Love...you mean that...? Oh I am so sorry. I didn't know that you were with Wufei! I figured that you were..."
"With Trowa?"
"Yeah..."
"That's what Wufei thought." He whispered. "Look...I'm not being a very good host, why don't you go inside. I'll be there as soon as I calm down. The others are in there, the kids are gone."
'Kids? Okay Quatre...whatever you say..." Heero nodded. "All right, I'll be waiting." and he left him.
Entering through the window, like he originally wanted to, he could hear screaming voices in the nest hallway, he followed them. Wufei and Duo were in a screaming match. 'Figures, Duo always did look out for Quatre.' "Did I come at a bad time?"
Duo stopped mid scream, turned, and gapped. "Heero?"
"Hn." Wufei said, the arrival of the last former Gundam pilot wasn't going to distract him from a fight, but that didn't apply to Duo.
Duo jumped from where he was standing into Heero's arms. "Heeroheeroheeroheero!" He yelled over joyed.
"It's nice to see you too Duo." Heero commented. "Now what was all the yelling about?"
Duo let go of Heero and glared at Wufei. "You can ask Quatre when you see him."
"I already have. He was mumbling something about Wufei not loving him anymore and 'the kids were out'."
Wufei looked as if he had been struck. Had he really given that impression? He loved his little Quatre, so so much. "I better go find him." he mumbled and took off.
"Yeah you better, you bastard." Duo said barely audible, but Heero heard him.
"Duo!"
~ ~ ~
Quatre had just about gathered his wits when Wufei came running toward him. "Oh Quatre, I could never not love you! I care about you so much." Wufei hugged Quatre and buried his face in his hair. "Please be mine and only mine."
Quatre didn't know what to do. The sudden affection from Wufei felt like knives, the worst was he wasn't even sorry. "You're treating me like a possession." He whispered. "You don't care how I feel, you only care that I'm only with you." He pushed Wufei off him and began to walk away, he turned when he was about ten feet from him. "And don't follow me." He ran to his room not know what else to do. How long had this been going on? The feelings and actions were very familiar, they happened often.
Without thinking about what he was doing he began to turn himself into Quasi. That's when it hit him. The reason he enjoyed playing a girl so much, when this unintentional abuse had started... Quasi was his mask, he used it to hide from Wufei.
Keeping strong, because Quasi would never be held as weak, he exited the room in search of someone to talk to. There were many things you could find out when you were someone else.
~ ~ ~
Trowa strode about the gardens. The weather was so nice compared to the L-2, but something was bothering him. He hadn't seen much of Wufei or Quatre in these past few days, he knew for a fact that Quatre wanted to see him, but every time they got together something would happen and pull them apart. No dough something Wufei cooked up.
Trowa sighed. Wufei seemed so controlling, did this happen all the time, or just because he, Quatre's ex-lover, was here?
Looking yonder he noticed someone standing there, it looked like Quatre, and he was alone. Trowa jogged over. "Quatre, Quatre!" he yelled. The figure didn't turn. When he got close he realized that Quare wanted everyone to think he, was a she. "Hello?"
"Hi!" Quatre finally said. "I'm Quasi, and you would be...?"
"You know very well who I am." Trowa pointed out, confused at why Quatre was doing this.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't." He/she smiled slyly. "But I think you're cute." He/she wrapped her arms around his neck and began kissing him rapidly. "I bet you're good in bed."
"Quatre what are you doing!?" Trowa asked in alarm. "What's wrong with you!?"
He/she stopped abruptly. "W-w-what did you call me?"
"Quatre."
"Oh god! You, you're the only one who's ever realised... I'm so sorry!" And then he ran into the house.
Trowa ran after Quatre's retreating form, calling his name, but Quatre knew that grounds better than he and had soon disappeared from sight. Trowa slowed to a stop.
Quatre's words came back to him. 'You're the only one who's ever realized...' 'realized what? Am I the only one who realized that under the girls' clothing and the makeup was our Quatre?'
"One things for sure, Quatre isn't happy being who he is, otherwise he wouldn't be pretending to be someone else."
Trowa began walking towards the house. The kids would be back in another couple of hours, and he had promised to take Catherine out tonight. He went inside to get ready.