Quatre and Trowa....Together? Part V
*sighs and rolls her eyes* Do I really have to say I don't own
Gundam Wing again on EVERY single chapter? What if I just said
I owned it, then would I have to stop writing this at the top of
EVERY one of my GW fics. Ok, I own them. *gets a disturbed
look from the fanfic.net readers* Oh alright! I don't own them *pouts*
Ohhh *coos* Three reviews for my last chapter.
*lines uo Sirena Farren, GuardGirl, and Kaira Fighter
and gives each of them huggles and a tie-die rose* I
would give Sirena some more of her moisturizing lipstick,
but Im broke. *grinz* Sirena knows what Im talking bout.
Ok, so you guys wanna read the story or sit here and listen
to me babble summore? That's what I thought, on with the story! ^^;;
"I would really appreciate all the help I can get to find him" Trowa said to the what seemed,
kind lady. She grinned as Trowa explained to her the exact boy she had captured. She was
pretending that she didn't know a thing though. Her plans were to get Trowa too. She was
thinking of a way to get him into a room and then lock it. Then he'd be hers for sure! "That
boy does sound familiar, maybe he stopped by here, if you want to come with me to the workers
rooms, I'll ask one of them if they've seen anything. " Trowa nodded his agreement and followed
the woman up the steps into an...empty room? Trowa turned around to say something, but it was
too late, the door shut and was locked.
In another room, not too far from Trowa's, Quatre was still standing there by the wall
holding his knuckle. He had just realized the pain of his ribs and clutched them too.
He slouched against the wall, wiping the blood away from his nose. "How had this happened?"
"How does she know I'm a Gundam Pilot?" "How is Trowa ever going to find me, if he even
tries to?" millions of questions were rushing through Quatre's head only to be interrupted
by the door unlocking and the woman walking in with a smirk on her face.
"I've caught your little friend, Trowa is his name?" she said as the expression on Quatre's
face turned into one of pure horror. "You will work for me, or something bad may *accidently*
happen to him." she said as she threw him at tuxedo to change into. "Change into that, I'll be
waiting outside your door for you." she said walking out.
"What other choice do I have?" Quatre mumbled to himself as, with much difficulty, he changed
into the tuxedo and walked out. "I could make a brake for the exit" he thought to himself as the
woman began to circle around Quatre making sure his suit fit right. "But then what would happen
to Trowa?" he said as he gave a sigh of resignment. The woman interrupted his thoughts by a poke
in the ribs.
Quatre curled over in pain. The woman smirked "That's what I thought" she said "You can go clean
yourself up, you'll start work in the morning" she said handing him some bandages and also a new
schedule. She shoved Quatre back into the room and re-locked the door. Quatre shoved one more
punch into the wall before bandaging himself up and laying down in the bed. He was awoke early
in the morning by the sound of a door being unlocked.
He sat up, still in his Tuxedo, which he had fallen asleep in after he was done bandaging himself
up the past night. The woman walked in. "It's 7:30 AM, time for your first little chore" she
said happily as Quatre got up and walked over to his schedule. He looked at it and almost fainted.
"I-I-I have to feed you!?" he said in surprise as he stared at the woman. She nodded. "You get
to cook the breakfast too" she said. Quatre had surrendered, she showed him the way to the
kitchen, all the ingrdients for any recipe you make will be in here she said as she walked out.
Quatre didn't know where to start. He had NO idea how to cook. He found a cookbook and began
trying to look up 'How to fix scrambled eggs' but it wasn't in there. He sighed, this wasn't
going to be easy. He could as least make her toast. He got out toaster and put two slices of
bread in it and waited for them to get finished. When they popped up he set them on a plate and
decided that making soup couldn't be too terribly hard. He grabbed a can of 'Cambell's Chicken
Noodle-O's" and heated it up in the microwave. He sighed with satisfactory. He walked out and
set the food in front of the woman.
"Forgetting something?" she said as Quatre turned to walk back to his 'quarters'. He groaned.
He picked up a spoon adn began feeding her. It really grossed him out too, she would slurp it
rather loudly....
Trowa had gotten a visit from the woman the other night when he was captured. She told him that
she had captured Quatre and that he was going to become her servant, and Trowa wasx suppose to
too, Trowa couldn't even put up a fight because she said if he did that she would make sure that
he would never see Quatre again. So of course, Trowa couldn't do anything but nod at the woman.
When Quatre was done feeding her he had to wash her dirty dishes and then get to go back to his
'quarters'. On his way back he saw another room that wasn't too far from his. The curiosity
getting the better of him. He knocked on the door. No reply, so he knocked again. "Is anybody
in here?" he asked. No answer, it must just be a spare room he thought to himself, just as he
turned to go he heard a voice, it was low and hard to hear, but he definately heard it. "Quatre?"
it whispered. "Trowa!?" Quatre asked back in shock.
Oh, I bet your thinking that I'm about to say To Be Continued for the fifth time, well...
your right!
To Be Continued...
By: Minako_Chan
*sighs and rolls her eyes* Do I really have to say I don't own
Gundam Wing again on EVERY single chapter? What if I just said
I owned it, then would I have to stop writing this at the top of
EVERY one of my GW fics. Ok, I own them. *gets a disturbed
look from the fanfic.net readers* Oh alright! I don't own them *pouts*
Ohhh *coos* Three reviews for my last chapter.
*lines uo Sirena Farren, GuardGirl, and Kaira Fighter
and gives each of them huggles and a tie-die rose* I
would give Sirena some more of her moisturizing lipstick,
but Im broke. *grinz* Sirena knows what Im talking bout.
Ok, so you guys wanna read the story or sit here and listen
to me babble summore? That's what I thought, on with the story! ^^;;
"I would really appreciate all the help I can get to find him" Trowa said to the what seemed,
kind lady. She grinned as Trowa explained to her the exact boy she had captured. She was
pretending that she didn't know a thing though. Her plans were to get Trowa too. She was
thinking of a way to get him into a room and then lock it. Then he'd be hers for sure! "That
boy does sound familiar, maybe he stopped by here, if you want to come with me to the workers
rooms, I'll ask one of them if they've seen anything. " Trowa nodded his agreement and followed
the woman up the steps into an...empty room? Trowa turned around to say something, but it was
too late, the door shut and was locked.
In another room, not too far from Trowa's, Quatre was still standing there by the wall
holding his knuckle. He had just realized the pain of his ribs and clutched them too.
He slouched against the wall, wiping the blood away from his nose. "How had this happened?"
"How does she know I'm a Gundam Pilot?" "How is Trowa ever going to find me, if he even
tries to?" millions of questions were rushing through Quatre's head only to be interrupted
by the door unlocking and the woman walking in with a smirk on her face.
"I've caught your little friend, Trowa is his name?" she said as the expression on Quatre's
face turned into one of pure horror. "You will work for me, or something bad may *accidently*
happen to him." she said as she threw him at tuxedo to change into. "Change into that, I'll be
waiting outside your door for you." she said walking out.
"What other choice do I have?" Quatre mumbled to himself as, with much difficulty, he changed
into the tuxedo and walked out. "I could make a brake for the exit" he thought to himself as the
woman began to circle around Quatre making sure his suit fit right. "But then what would happen
to Trowa?" he said as he gave a sigh of resignment. The woman interrupted his thoughts by a poke
in the ribs.
Quatre curled over in pain. The woman smirked "That's what I thought" she said "You can go clean
yourself up, you'll start work in the morning" she said handing him some bandages and also a new
schedule. She shoved Quatre back into the room and re-locked the door. Quatre shoved one more
punch into the wall before bandaging himself up and laying down in the bed. He was awoke early
in the morning by the sound of a door being unlocked.
He sat up, still in his Tuxedo, which he had fallen asleep in after he was done bandaging himself
up the past night. The woman walked in. "It's 7:30 AM, time for your first little chore" she
said happily as Quatre got up and walked over to his schedule. He looked at it and almost fainted.
"I-I-I have to feed you!?" he said in surprise as he stared at the woman. She nodded. "You get
to cook the breakfast too" she said. Quatre had surrendered, she showed him the way to the
kitchen, all the ingrdients for any recipe you make will be in here she said as she walked out.
Quatre didn't know where to start. He had NO idea how to cook. He found a cookbook and began
trying to look up 'How to fix scrambled eggs' but it wasn't in there. He sighed, this wasn't
going to be easy. He could as least make her toast. He got out toaster and put two slices of
bread in it and waited for them to get finished. When they popped up he set them on a plate and
decided that making soup couldn't be too terribly hard. He grabbed a can of 'Cambell's Chicken
Noodle-O's" and heated it up in the microwave. He sighed with satisfactory. He walked out and
set the food in front of the woman.
"Forgetting something?" she said as Quatre turned to walk back to his 'quarters'. He groaned.
He picked up a spoon adn began feeding her. It really grossed him out too, she would slurp it
rather loudly....
Trowa had gotten a visit from the woman the other night when he was captured. She told him that
she had captured Quatre and that he was going to become her servant, and Trowa wasx suppose to
too, Trowa couldn't even put up a fight because she said if he did that she would make sure that
he would never see Quatre again. So of course, Trowa couldn't do anything but nod at the woman.
When Quatre was done feeding her he had to wash her dirty dishes and then get to go back to his
'quarters'. On his way back he saw another room that wasn't too far from his. The curiosity
getting the better of him. He knocked on the door. No reply, so he knocked again. "Is anybody
in here?" he asked. No answer, it must just be a spare room he thought to himself, just as he
turned to go he heard a voice, it was low and hard to hear, but he definately heard it. "Quatre?"
it whispered. "Trowa!?" Quatre asked back in shock.
Oh, I bet your thinking that I'm about to say To Be Continued for the fifth time, well...
your right!
To Be Continued...
By: Minako_Chan