Trowa sat on the roof of his small house that he had chosen to stay in for the mission and looked up at the stars in the cloudless sky above him. Space held a beauty that could only be seen from Earth. A beauty that the colonies couldn't witness. The mission was almost complete. The minor rebellion that had sprung up was coming under control. The sooner this was over, the sooner he could go home, home to Quatre. Trowa reached into the pocket of his heavy coat and pulled out a small, folded picture. He unfolded it and looked at the blue eyes staring up at him, the smile dancing on his lips. Trowa smiled too and closed his eyes. He wanted to hold the image in his mind as long as he could. Quatre, you mean everything to me. What I wouldn't give to be back at home with you right now. Idiot civilians and their wars. Trowa refolded the picture and placed it back in his pocket. The thought of his koi brought temporary warmth to him, but the Arctic winds soon brought him back to reality. Trowa checked his watch; it was 2:43 in the morning. He sighed and decided that he should go inside. The next day would be hard. He stood up and went inside through the sky light, which he had come out of. Walking over to hang his parka in the closet, Trowa noticed the mail lying on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up the single envelop and read the address. There was no name on the envelop, obviously because he had wanted his whereabouts to remain unknown. This could only be from one person. He fliped the envelope and ripped it open to reveal a letter, written the same way as all of his other letters.
My Trowa,
I
saw the sunset and thought of you. Please return to me soon, I miss you so much
it's unbearable. The house feels empty without you here with me. Please hurry
home.
Love always,
anata
no chiisai hitotsu*
There were tearstains on the letter. Damn it! Why can't we just blow the place up and be done with it?! Trowa sighed as he walked into his shabby bedroom and flopped down on the bed. Just then, a massive light came through the window and flooded the room. Trowa jumped up and went over to the window to see smoke and flame cover the sky. He ran to grab his coat and headed for the site of the explosion. Obviously the last thing these people wanted was peace. As he neared the site, he saw Sally. She had been sent on this mission as a preventer as well.
"This is going to take weeks to clear up" she said, looking over to Trowa.
"Anything we can do to speed this up?" Trowa asked, a look of hope on his face.
"You miss Quatre?"
"More than anything"
"Yea, I know what you mean" Sally looked down at the small gold band on her finger and sighed.
To Be Continued.
* 'Your little one'
A/N: Sorry this one was so short! I'll be back soon with part 3-TK