Why? : Chapter 3
By: RurouniGirl
Trowa had gone upstairs to check on the girl and Quatre was now alone in the kitchen. He drew in a deep breath and let it out. His eyes filled with tears. He didn't know why he was crying or why he felt depressed.
Suddenly he felt himself pulled into the loving safety of Trowa's embrace. Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's waist and buried his face in his shoulder.
"What's wrong, little one?" Trowa asked, concern edging his voice. Quatre's small frame was shaking.
"I don't know," Quatre answered.
He pulled away slightly, looking up at Trowa. He tried to smile, but instead burst into another fit of tears. He tightened his grip around Trowa's waist. He didn't want to let go. He didn't want to be alone right now.
Trowa pulled his small frame closer to him and held him tightly. He moved his hands up and down Quatre's back, trying to calm him down a little. It was working. Quatre had stopped shaking and just stood there clinging to Trowa. Trowa planted a kiss on the top of the smaller boys head and just stood there holding him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Quatre had finally fallen into an exhausted sleep. Trowa had carried him upstairs and put him in bed, then gone to check on the girl. When he walked in he was met by a pair of brown eyes and a small smile. He smiled back.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Better," she answered. "Thank you for taking care of me."
He nodded as he sat on the bed and lifted the shirt up to look at the wound. It was healing cleanly. The stitches should be able to come out in a week or two.
"My name's Ling Saada."
"I'm Trowa Barton."
He turned as the door opened and Heero came in. He nodded to them.
"I'm going to make some repairs."
Trowa nodded. "Duo's sleeping?"
Heero nodded as he walked out the door, pulling it closed behind him.
"Who was that?"
Trowa turned back to the bed. "Heero Yuy."
He finished putting the bandage back on the wound then stood up.
"You must be hungry. I'll go get you some food."
He came back a few minutes later carrying a tray.
"Thank you," Ling said as she took a sip of the tea.
"I need to go do some work," he said, standing up. "I'll be back in a few hours to check your wound again." She nodded and started to eat some of the soup as he left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trowa walked into the hangar and looked up at Heavyarms. Heero came over and stood beside him.
"Who was the girl?" he asked.
"Her name is Ling Saada. Wufei found her on his last mission. She was in pretty bad shape."
Trowa turned to look at Heero. "You look pretty bad yourself. You should get some sleep."
Heero sighed. "You're right," he said. "I'll get some rest as soon as I put my tools away."
Trowa caught his arm as he turned. "I'll put them away. You get some sleep."
"Thanks," Heero said as he left the hangar. He entered his room and got into his bed, being careful not to disturb the sleeping Duo. He smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo woke up with a start. He turned and saw Heero thrashing around, sweat pouring down his face. He grasped Heero's shoulders and shook him. His blue eyes snapped open, and Duo was caught off guard.
Heero's blue eyes were filled with fear, pain, and confusion. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the sweat.
Duo wrapped his arms around the shivering boy and held him tightly. His violet eyes were filled with tears. Seeing Heero like this hurt him as much as it hurt Heero. He couldn't stand the one he loved being in such pain.
Duo talked to him comfortingly and gradually Heero began to relax. Finally he fell back asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero woke up the next morning wrapped in Duo's embrace. Memories of the previous night flooding back into his mind. The nightmares......the horrible nightmares. Duo had been so caring and understanding.
'Why was he so concerned?' Heero thought, remembering the way Duo had held him while he was crying and talked to him comfortingly. His thoughts were interrupted.
"Are you feeling better?" Duo asked.
Heero nodded, and to Duo's surprise, wrapped his arms around Duo.
"Arigatou," he whispered.
Duo returned the embrace and smiled. "Anything for you, Heero."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Quatre sat bolt upright. His breath came in ragged gasps. Tears streamed down his face and his body trembled uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with fear and pain. The blonde Arabian was terrified.
Trowa jumped out of bed and was next to the blonde in a second. "What is it? What's wrong?!"
Quatre drew in a quivering breath, but he couldn't say anything.
Trowa pulled him closer and held him. "Sshh. It'll be all right."
Slowly, Quatre calmed down. His breathing was back to normal and he was no longer trembling, but his eyes were still full of fear. He clung to Trowa as if he were never going to see him again.
"What is it?" Trowa asked. "Was it a nightmare?"
Quatre nodded and a tear trailed down his cheek.
"What was it about?" Trowa was at a loss. 'What could make Quatre so terrified?'
Quatre didn't say anything. He hugged Trowa then stood up.
"It's nothing. I'm fine," he said as he pulled some clothes out of the closet. "I'll see you at breakfast," Quatre said, as he went into the bathroom to get changed.
He stood there for a second as the horror of his nightmare slowly faded. He pulled his shirt on and just stood there. 'Why did he feel so depressed?' He slumped against the wall and tears filled his eyes, streaming down his face.
To Be Continued...
By: RurouniGirl
Trowa had gone upstairs to check on the girl and Quatre was now alone in the kitchen. He drew in a deep breath and let it out. His eyes filled with tears. He didn't know why he was crying or why he felt depressed.
Suddenly he felt himself pulled into the loving safety of Trowa's embrace. Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's waist and buried his face in his shoulder.
"What's wrong, little one?" Trowa asked, concern edging his voice. Quatre's small frame was shaking.
"I don't know," Quatre answered.
He pulled away slightly, looking up at Trowa. He tried to smile, but instead burst into another fit of tears. He tightened his grip around Trowa's waist. He didn't want to let go. He didn't want to be alone right now.
Trowa pulled his small frame closer to him and held him tightly. He moved his hands up and down Quatre's back, trying to calm him down a little. It was working. Quatre had stopped shaking and just stood there clinging to Trowa. Trowa planted a kiss on the top of the smaller boys head and just stood there holding him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Quatre had finally fallen into an exhausted sleep. Trowa had carried him upstairs and put him in bed, then gone to check on the girl. When he walked in he was met by a pair of brown eyes and a small smile. He smiled back.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Better," she answered. "Thank you for taking care of me."
He nodded as he sat on the bed and lifted the shirt up to look at the wound. It was healing cleanly. The stitches should be able to come out in a week or two.
"My name's Ling Saada."
"I'm Trowa Barton."
He turned as the door opened and Heero came in. He nodded to them.
"I'm going to make some repairs."
Trowa nodded. "Duo's sleeping?"
Heero nodded as he walked out the door, pulling it closed behind him.
"Who was that?"
Trowa turned back to the bed. "Heero Yuy."
He finished putting the bandage back on the wound then stood up.
"You must be hungry. I'll go get you some food."
He came back a few minutes later carrying a tray.
"Thank you," Ling said as she took a sip of the tea.
"I need to go do some work," he said, standing up. "I'll be back in a few hours to check your wound again." She nodded and started to eat some of the soup as he left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trowa walked into the hangar and looked up at Heavyarms. Heero came over and stood beside him.
"Who was the girl?" he asked.
"Her name is Ling Saada. Wufei found her on his last mission. She was in pretty bad shape."
Trowa turned to look at Heero. "You look pretty bad yourself. You should get some sleep."
Heero sighed. "You're right," he said. "I'll get some rest as soon as I put my tools away."
Trowa caught his arm as he turned. "I'll put them away. You get some sleep."
"Thanks," Heero said as he left the hangar. He entered his room and got into his bed, being careful not to disturb the sleeping Duo. He smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo woke up with a start. He turned and saw Heero thrashing around, sweat pouring down his face. He grasped Heero's shoulders and shook him. His blue eyes snapped open, and Duo was caught off guard.
Heero's blue eyes were filled with fear, pain, and confusion. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the sweat.
Duo wrapped his arms around the shivering boy and held him tightly. His violet eyes were filled with tears. Seeing Heero like this hurt him as much as it hurt Heero. He couldn't stand the one he loved being in such pain.
Duo talked to him comfortingly and gradually Heero began to relax. Finally he fell back asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero woke up the next morning wrapped in Duo's embrace. Memories of the previous night flooding back into his mind. The nightmares......the horrible nightmares. Duo had been so caring and understanding.
'Why was he so concerned?' Heero thought, remembering the way Duo had held him while he was crying and talked to him comfortingly. His thoughts were interrupted.
"Are you feeling better?" Duo asked.
Heero nodded, and to Duo's surprise, wrapped his arms around Duo.
"Arigatou," he whispered.
Duo returned the embrace and smiled. "Anything for you, Heero."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Quatre sat bolt upright. His breath came in ragged gasps. Tears streamed down his face and his body trembled uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with fear and pain. The blonde Arabian was terrified.
Trowa jumped out of bed and was next to the blonde in a second. "What is it? What's wrong?!"
Quatre drew in a quivering breath, but he couldn't say anything.
Trowa pulled him closer and held him. "Sshh. It'll be all right."
Slowly, Quatre calmed down. His breathing was back to normal and he was no longer trembling, but his eyes were still full of fear. He clung to Trowa as if he were never going to see him again.
"What is it?" Trowa asked. "Was it a nightmare?"
Quatre nodded and a tear trailed down his cheek.
"What was it about?" Trowa was at a loss. 'What could make Quatre so terrified?'
Quatre didn't say anything. He hugged Trowa then stood up.
"It's nothing. I'm fine," he said as he pulled some clothes out of the closet. "I'll see you at breakfast," Quatre said, as he went into the bathroom to get changed.
He stood there for a second as the horror of his nightmare slowly faded. He pulled his shirt on and just stood there. 'Why did he feel so depressed?' He slumped against the wall and tears filled his eyes, streaming down his face.
To Be Continued...