Quatre and Trowa.....Together? Part IV
*huggles Sirena Farren* She reviewed chapter three! At least ONE person reviewed it! *glares* ^^ Thank you Sirena!!
I don't own Gundam Wing, well with exception of Quatre, he is my Big Brother, so therefore I own him! *evil laughter* *sweat drop forms* Ok, Ok I don't own any of 'em......*cries*
Read the other chapters first, what are you thinking just going to the last chapter without reading the others. ^_~ If you haven't read the other three parts, I would or you WILL be *lost* ^_^
Quatre was sitting at the edge of his bed glaring at the bits of torn up paper, if paper had feelings, boy they would have burst into flames at the look on Quatre's face. Quatre lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling only to be screaming curses later on because little flakes of the ceiling came off and landed into his eye. "Dammit! That freakin' hurt!" he was screaming when the plump lady walked back in and saw the torn up schedule. "What happened dear?" she asked Quatre who was holding his left eye. "Don't call me dear you witch! Your ceiling is freakin' falling in! Right on my damned eye too!" Quatre fumed. Boy was he mad, I don't think he's ever been so outraged. (With the exception of that one time he went coo-coo on series ^^;;)
The lady kind of backed away from Quatre. "Calm down dear" she said. Quatre just threw a pillow at her and told her to leave him alone. "No, I will not, you cannot order me around, it is obvious that training is needed." she said as she turned to walk away. "I'm not gonna be your gawd dammed servant!" he screamed at her as she walked out.
Five minutes later a big husky man came in and lifted Quare off of his feet, thought Quatre struggled and tried to hit the man, but it was helpless. He took Quatre to a part of the mansion that looked like an over-sized Gym. It had exercise bikes, a track, and everyhting else that you would find in a typical gym. "My lady has suggested that you work out your anger through exercise." the large man said turning and leaving Quatre in the Gym. He locked the doors on the way out to be sure he didn't get out, the only hope of escape was a large balcony that looked over the whole gym, there were some curtains to the left of it. He started climbing the curtains, then he jumped and landed on the balcony which was being watched by the "mistress" and also guarded by two larger men.
Lately these larger guys had been carrying him around because he would refuse to go anywhere, but then they had him off guard, this time he could get them. "Nice to see you Quatre, your pretty good" she said with and almost wicked smile. She snapped her fingers and the men startyed walking towards Quatre. He ducked behind them and hit their head together and kicked one of them off the balcony. They were out cold, but the mistress was still smiling.
"Just what I expected from the pilot of Sandrock" she said widening her smile. Quatre was taken aback for a second. "How did you know that" he spat out at the lady, his rage growing. She just shrugged her shoulders and had an innocent look on her face. "You WILL tell me" he said stepping closer to the woman. "ohhh a threat, Im scared" she said as she snapped her fingers again this time bringing about twenty large men out.
Quatre's eyes widened. "How the hell did she get them to work for her?" he said backing away. He tried to fight them, he really did, but twenty men? He took out about fifteen surprisingly, but then he was beat. The other five men ganged up on him and took him back to his quarters. One man, larger than the others came up and punched Quatre in the nose. "Treat thy lady with more respect" he said as they all walked out locking the door. Quatre ignored his now, bleeding nose and his obvious bruised ribs from all the men and punched the wall.
His fury was so much he punched the wall another ten or more times leaving cracks each time, on his last punch he actually punched a hole in the wall and then grabbed his knuckle. "Ow" were the only words he got out.
Trowa continued driving down the dirt road. He made a left onto pavement, it was the only way to go. He followed that road until he reached a huge mansion, he could turn around here and go back. Trowa had a feeling about this particular mansion though, I mean, come on it was on the middle of nowhere! He parked his car and walked up to ring the door bell. The plump woman came to the door. "Hi ma'am, I was wondering if you have seen a boy name Quatre, he has blond hair and blue eyes. He asked with a hopefull expression. The woman mused,"I like your manners young man, please DO come in, maybe we can find this young man" she said with a twinkle in her eye.
TBC....
*Im evil* *grinz* This has to be my longest series. ^_^ Review if you want me to go on, it should be ending in the next few chapters so keep the reviews comin'!
By: Minako_Chan
*huggles Sirena Farren* She reviewed chapter three! At least ONE person reviewed it! *glares* ^^ Thank you Sirena!!
I don't own Gundam Wing, well with exception of Quatre, he is my Big Brother, so therefore I own him! *evil laughter* *sweat drop forms* Ok, Ok I don't own any of 'em......*cries*
Read the other chapters first, what are you thinking just going to the last chapter without reading the others. ^_~ If you haven't read the other three parts, I would or you WILL be *lost* ^_^
Quatre was sitting at the edge of his bed glaring at the bits of torn up paper, if paper had feelings, boy they would have burst into flames at the look on Quatre's face. Quatre lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling only to be screaming curses later on because little flakes of the ceiling came off and landed into his eye. "Dammit! That freakin' hurt!" he was screaming when the plump lady walked back in and saw the torn up schedule. "What happened dear?" she asked Quatre who was holding his left eye. "Don't call me dear you witch! Your ceiling is freakin' falling in! Right on my damned eye too!" Quatre fumed. Boy was he mad, I don't think he's ever been so outraged. (With the exception of that one time he went coo-coo on series ^^;;)
The lady kind of backed away from Quatre. "Calm down dear" she said. Quatre just threw a pillow at her and told her to leave him alone. "No, I will not, you cannot order me around, it is obvious that training is needed." she said as she turned to walk away. "I'm not gonna be your gawd dammed servant!" he screamed at her as she walked out.
Five minutes later a big husky man came in and lifted Quare off of his feet, thought Quatre struggled and tried to hit the man, but it was helpless. He took Quatre to a part of the mansion that looked like an over-sized Gym. It had exercise bikes, a track, and everyhting else that you would find in a typical gym. "My lady has suggested that you work out your anger through exercise." the large man said turning and leaving Quatre in the Gym. He locked the doors on the way out to be sure he didn't get out, the only hope of escape was a large balcony that looked over the whole gym, there were some curtains to the left of it. He started climbing the curtains, then he jumped and landed on the balcony which was being watched by the "mistress" and also guarded by two larger men.
Lately these larger guys had been carrying him around because he would refuse to go anywhere, but then they had him off guard, this time he could get them. "Nice to see you Quatre, your pretty good" she said with and almost wicked smile. She snapped her fingers and the men startyed walking towards Quatre. He ducked behind them and hit their head together and kicked one of them off the balcony. They were out cold, but the mistress was still smiling.
"Just what I expected from the pilot of Sandrock" she said widening her smile. Quatre was taken aback for a second. "How did you know that" he spat out at the lady, his rage growing. She just shrugged her shoulders and had an innocent look on her face. "You WILL tell me" he said stepping closer to the woman. "ohhh a threat, Im scared" she said as she snapped her fingers again this time bringing about twenty large men out.
Quatre's eyes widened. "How the hell did she get them to work for her?" he said backing away. He tried to fight them, he really did, but twenty men? He took out about fifteen surprisingly, but then he was beat. The other five men ganged up on him and took him back to his quarters. One man, larger than the others came up and punched Quatre in the nose. "Treat thy lady with more respect" he said as they all walked out locking the door. Quatre ignored his now, bleeding nose and his obvious bruised ribs from all the men and punched the wall.
His fury was so much he punched the wall another ten or more times leaving cracks each time, on his last punch he actually punched a hole in the wall and then grabbed his knuckle. "Ow" were the only words he got out.
Trowa continued driving down the dirt road. He made a left onto pavement, it was the only way to go. He followed that road until he reached a huge mansion, he could turn around here and go back. Trowa had a feeling about this particular mansion though, I mean, come on it was on the middle of nowhere! He parked his car and walked up to ring the door bell. The plump woman came to the door. "Hi ma'am, I was wondering if you have seen a boy name Quatre, he has blond hair and blue eyes. He asked with a hopefull expression. The woman mused,"I like your manners young man, please DO come in, maybe we can find this young man" she said with a twinkle in her eye.
TBC....
*Im evil* *grinz* This has to be my longest series. ^_^ Review if you want me to go on, it should be ending in the next few chapters so keep the reviews comin'!
By: Minako_Chan