Telling You
By Hayley
Disclaimer: I do not own GundamWing...
Chapter 4
"Hay Quatre, are you ok, you've been kind of quiet for the past few hours." Duo called out, as he led their Gundams into the bay below the safe house.
"I'm fine Duo," he breathed in heavily. "Just tired, I guess."
"I'm not surprised," Duo, laughed, "That was one rough battle."
Jumping down after Deathscythe, Duo ran over to the foot of Sandrock waiting to check that Quatre really was ok.
"Duo."
"Huh?" The voice had made Duo jump and as he spun round, he spotted the owner of that voice. "Oh hi Heero, Trowa, what's up?"
They were standing on the other side of the Gundam bay, staring directly towards him.
"We need to speak to you and Quatre." Said Trowa, his quiet voice echoing around the silent base.
"Oh..." Duo stopped talking as he heard the sound of Sandrocks hatch opening. "Quatre are you sure you're ok?"
Trowa watched as Quatre descended from his Gundam; even from where he was standing, he could tell that something was seriously wrong.
"Quatre, what's wrong?" Trowa asked, running towards him. As he got closer, he could see that Quatre was trembling, shivering.
Quatre thought he was going to collapse as he reached the ground and saw Trowa running towards him, and Heero not far behind. This was not the way he had wanted to tell them.
"Duo." He whispered grabbing blindly for his friend.
"I'm right here Q" he answered rapping an arm round the shaking blonde. "What have you eaten this morning?"
"Well I., I missed breakfast cause of our mission so I."
"So you what, come on Q?"
"I ate some of those energy bars we keep in the Gundams for emergences."
"Oh Q, how many is a few?"
"Quatre are you alright?" asked Trowa franticly as he reached them, gently running his hand over Quatre's sweat covered forehead.
"Shut up Trowa!" Duo snarled "Now how many Quatre?"
"I don't., I don't know, four, maybe five!"
"Oh shit Quatre, I thought you knew better than that, crap knows how much sugar's inside you blood stream, Trowa, Heero hold him a second, I'll be back in a minute." He lowered Quatre to the floor and watched for a few seconds as Trowa pulled the blonde boy into his arms.
"What's wrong with him?" Trowa demanded
"Ask him!" Duo yelled out in frustration, and then charged out of the bay.
By Hayley
Disclaimer: I do not own GundamWing...
Chapter 4
"Hay Quatre, are you ok, you've been kind of quiet for the past few hours." Duo called out, as he led their Gundams into the bay below the safe house.
"I'm fine Duo," he breathed in heavily. "Just tired, I guess."
"I'm not surprised," Duo, laughed, "That was one rough battle."
Jumping down after Deathscythe, Duo ran over to the foot of Sandrock waiting to check that Quatre really was ok.
"Duo."
"Huh?" The voice had made Duo jump and as he spun round, he spotted the owner of that voice. "Oh hi Heero, Trowa, what's up?"
They were standing on the other side of the Gundam bay, staring directly towards him.
"We need to speak to you and Quatre." Said Trowa, his quiet voice echoing around the silent base.
"Oh..." Duo stopped talking as he heard the sound of Sandrocks hatch opening. "Quatre are you sure you're ok?"
Trowa watched as Quatre descended from his Gundam; even from where he was standing, he could tell that something was seriously wrong.
"Quatre, what's wrong?" Trowa asked, running towards him. As he got closer, he could see that Quatre was trembling, shivering.
Quatre thought he was going to collapse as he reached the ground and saw Trowa running towards him, and Heero not far behind. This was not the way he had wanted to tell them.
"Duo." He whispered grabbing blindly for his friend.
"I'm right here Q" he answered rapping an arm round the shaking blonde. "What have you eaten this morning?"
"Well I., I missed breakfast cause of our mission so I."
"So you what, come on Q?"
"I ate some of those energy bars we keep in the Gundams for emergences."
"Oh Q, how many is a few?"
"Quatre are you alright?" asked Trowa franticly as he reached them, gently running his hand over Quatre's sweat covered forehead.
"Shut up Trowa!" Duo snarled "Now how many Quatre?"
"I don't., I don't know, four, maybe five!"
"Oh shit Quatre, I thought you knew better than that, crap knows how much sugar's inside you blood stream, Trowa, Heero hold him a second, I'll be back in a minute." He lowered Quatre to the floor and watched for a few seconds as Trowa pulled the blonde boy into his arms.
"What's wrong with him?" Trowa demanded
"Ask him!" Duo yelled out in frustration, and then charged out of the bay.
