Quatre and Trowa.....Together? Part VI
Thank you everyone that reiviewed! I realllly appreciate it! ^_^ *gets tears in eyes*
cyrla thinks i have talent...*starts bawling* and and and Guard Girl, Sirena Farren, and
Silver Shinigami also reviewed. I feel so loved! *huggles them all and passes out summore
tie-dye roses* :o) Thankiez!
I don't own Gundam Wing. Repeat this with me now....I don't own Gundam Wing......Yes I do!
I want to own Gundam Wing. *pouts* Im gonna steal it.... 0_o
Quatre stood behind the door stunned. "Oh my gods" Quatre whispered to himself.
How was he going to get Trowa out? That woman had the key. Quatre fumed. How
could she do this? "I'll find a way to get you out Trowa, I promise" Quatre said
as he ran back to his quarters to find out his next task for the day. He picked
up the schedule and shrieked louder that he had intended.
He gulped as he walked down the hallway, on his way to his next task. He opened
the door to the woman's room. "I really don't want to do this" Quatre mumbled to
himself in fear. He walked in and froze. He looked at his schedule again to make
sure it was right. He had to bathe her.....
She was sitting in a tub full of bubbles, so he couldn't see anything *bad* if you
know what I mean by that. Quatre really didn't want to do this, I mean, he
REALLY didn't want to do this. Quatre slowly walked up to the woman cautiosuly, acting
as though she might bite him. "What's the matter Quatre dear?" the woman asked. "Nothing"
Quatre replied putting on another strait face so that you couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Where are the keys to all the rooms?" Quatre asked sitting down on a bench beside the woman.
"Why do you ask?" the woman said getting a suspicious look on her face. Quatre shrugged,"Just
wondering" he said pretending not to know anything. "I mean, now that I am your servant, we
shouldn't keep secrets from each other, right?" Quatre said putting on a sweet innocent face.
"I bet your just trying to do this to free that boy...Trowa was his name?" she said getting
a vicious look in her eyes.
Quatre put on a disgusted face. "Why would I like HIM!? Do as you want with him, I don't even
know where he is, and frankly, I don't give a damn. I've learned to like it here and would
never want to leave." he said. The woman put on a sweet face. "I knew you'd learn to like
it here" the woman said putting a pruny wet hand up to Quatre's face. "The keys are inside there"
she said pointing to a purse. "You can take a brake, I'll have one of my other servants bathe me
today" she said as Quatre took out the keysfrom the purse without her noticing and walked off.
"I did it!" Quatre whispered excitedly to himself as he walked down the hallway. He stopped by
the room Trowa was locked in and un-locked it. He opened the door and stepped inside. Trowa was
lying on a bed looking rather sick. Quatre walked up to him, worry etched all over his face.
"Trowa?" Quatre whispered as he shook him slightly to wake him up. He didn't move.
'What am I gonna do now?' Quatre thought to himself as he picked Trowa up off of the bed and
turned to walk out of the room. Quatre stopped in surprise at the image in the doorframe
blocking his way. "I knew you would try to escape, almost had me thinking you actually
liked it here for a minute" the woman said wrapped in a pink towel. She smirked as she
walked up to Quatre and snatched the keys from his hand. She turned and walked out, slamming
the door behind her.
Quatre sat Trowa back down onto the bed and went into a mad fit. "DAMMIT ALL!" Quatre said
getting red in the face. "Why the hell is she doing this!?" he said as he slammed a fist into
the floor, ignoring the pain. "Now there is no way out, no fucking way out of this miserable
hell!" Quatre said slouching against the wall and laying his head onto his knees. He looked
up at the resting Trowa. "He's sick, and there's nothing I can do, I shouldn't have even
deserved his friendship...it's all my fault he's here. If I only would have been on my guard,
that man couldn't have ever brought me here." Quatre said tears welling into his eyes as he hid
his face in his knees. "I don't even deserve to be a Gundam Pilot" Quatre said letting the
tears flow out now.
~*3 days later*~
Quatre had no idea how long he had been in that room. Trowa had been out the whole time though.
"They must have drugged him or something" Quatre murmered to himself. Quatre walked up and
kneeled down next to Trowa's bed. "I'm sorry Trowa, this is all my fault" Quatre whispered into
his ear, and out of exhaution had collapsed onto the ground next to Trowa's bed.....
*coos* I bet you hate me don't you? Cause you know what I'm about to say? *evil grin*
To Be Continued...........*eerie music plays*
By:Minako_Chan
Thank you everyone that reiviewed! I realllly appreciate it! ^_^ *gets tears in eyes*
cyrla thinks i have talent...*starts bawling* and and and Guard Girl, Sirena Farren, and
Silver Shinigami also reviewed. I feel so loved! *huggles them all and passes out summore
tie-dye roses* :o) Thankiez!
I don't own Gundam Wing. Repeat this with me now....I don't own Gundam Wing......Yes I do!
I want to own Gundam Wing. *pouts* Im gonna steal it.... 0_o
Quatre stood behind the door stunned. "Oh my gods" Quatre whispered to himself.
How was he going to get Trowa out? That woman had the key. Quatre fumed. How
could she do this? "I'll find a way to get you out Trowa, I promise" Quatre said
as he ran back to his quarters to find out his next task for the day. He picked
up the schedule and shrieked louder that he had intended.
He gulped as he walked down the hallway, on his way to his next task. He opened
the door to the woman's room. "I really don't want to do this" Quatre mumbled to
himself in fear. He walked in and froze. He looked at his schedule again to make
sure it was right. He had to bathe her.....
She was sitting in a tub full of bubbles, so he couldn't see anything *bad* if you
know what I mean by that. Quatre really didn't want to do this, I mean, he
REALLY didn't want to do this. Quatre slowly walked up to the woman cautiosuly, acting
as though she might bite him. "What's the matter Quatre dear?" the woman asked. "Nothing"
Quatre replied putting on another strait face so that you couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Where are the keys to all the rooms?" Quatre asked sitting down on a bench beside the woman.
"Why do you ask?" the woman said getting a suspicious look on her face. Quatre shrugged,"Just
wondering" he said pretending not to know anything. "I mean, now that I am your servant, we
shouldn't keep secrets from each other, right?" Quatre said putting on a sweet innocent face.
"I bet your just trying to do this to free that boy...Trowa was his name?" she said getting
a vicious look in her eyes.
Quatre put on a disgusted face. "Why would I like HIM!? Do as you want with him, I don't even
know where he is, and frankly, I don't give a damn. I've learned to like it here and would
never want to leave." he said. The woman put on a sweet face. "I knew you'd learn to like
it here" the woman said putting a pruny wet hand up to Quatre's face. "The keys are inside there"
she said pointing to a purse. "You can take a brake, I'll have one of my other servants bathe me
today" she said as Quatre took out the keysfrom the purse without her noticing and walked off.
"I did it!" Quatre whispered excitedly to himself as he walked down the hallway. He stopped by
the room Trowa was locked in and un-locked it. He opened the door and stepped inside. Trowa was
lying on a bed looking rather sick. Quatre walked up to him, worry etched all over his face.
"Trowa?" Quatre whispered as he shook him slightly to wake him up. He didn't move.
'What am I gonna do now?' Quatre thought to himself as he picked Trowa up off of the bed and
turned to walk out of the room. Quatre stopped in surprise at the image in the doorframe
blocking his way. "I knew you would try to escape, almost had me thinking you actually
liked it here for a minute" the woman said wrapped in a pink towel. She smirked as she
walked up to Quatre and snatched the keys from his hand. She turned and walked out, slamming
the door behind her.
Quatre sat Trowa back down onto the bed and went into a mad fit. "DAMMIT ALL!" Quatre said
getting red in the face. "Why the hell is she doing this!?" he said as he slammed a fist into
the floor, ignoring the pain. "Now there is no way out, no fucking way out of this miserable
hell!" Quatre said slouching against the wall and laying his head onto his knees. He looked
up at the resting Trowa. "He's sick, and there's nothing I can do, I shouldn't have even
deserved his friendship...it's all my fault he's here. If I only would have been on my guard,
that man couldn't have ever brought me here." Quatre said tears welling into his eyes as he hid
his face in his knees. "I don't even deserve to be a Gundam Pilot" Quatre said letting the
tears flow out now.
~*3 days later*~
Quatre had no idea how long he had been in that room. Trowa had been out the whole time though.
"They must have drugged him or something" Quatre murmered to himself. Quatre walked up and
kneeled down next to Trowa's bed. "I'm sorry Trowa, this is all my fault" Quatre whispered into
his ear, and out of exhaution had collapsed onto the ground next to Trowa's bed.....
*coos* I bet you hate me don't you? Cause you know what I'm about to say? *evil grin*
To Be Continued...........*eerie music plays*
By:Minako_Chan