Disclaimer:Don't own anything.
Note:3x4, 1x2, yaoi, angst, some light horror
Oh man where did this fic idea come from? Oh well just read it!^_^
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It was raining hard for the past few days, and the wind was blowing fierce. Thunder and Lighting could be seen and heard in the sky with load crashes and bright flashes. It was getting pretty dark and unable to have a good sense of direction so very few travelers were seen traveling the roads.
Quatre walked warily down a road not knowing if his diretion would lead him to a safe and comferting place or one that would send him to his death. You see Quatre had been on the run ever since the day ....ever since the day his family was killed. What reason was this for? He wanted to kill who or what did this to his family. What could they of been searching for? He was told to get away by his father and never return or all the earth would suffer the conciquences of his choice to stay. What did his father mean by that? Was it something about him that would cause the world to be distroyed...? All these questions and he couldn't have a single answer now...He just wanted everything to be the way it was, living with his family and enjoy what he had of his teenage years. But no...it would never be the same again. Never.
He pulled the hood of his cloak more over his eyes even though it did not help much sense his whole clothes and body were soaked. He looked up trying to sheild his eyes from the rain to look around. But could see nothing but forest....
He felt his body fall to the muddy ground roughly. He tried to get up but he had no strength to even move. So he lie there ready for death to claim him.....
*****
Meanwhile.....
"Do you know where he headed?"
"No."
"Argh!You're hopeless!"
"Hey I'm not the one who let him escape!"
"Shut up."
"Sorry."
"Let's quite wasting our time here, let's go look for him, He is the one you know."
"Do you think he has any idea of what power he holds within himself?"
"I doubt it. If he did we'd be dead right now."
"Hm.Yes.You're right."
"It's a really powerful, holy magic. That if not known how to use properly could distroy everything."
"Then why do you want it then?"
"It can amplify our power and make us supreme being and we shal control all that is on this earth."
"Right. So shall we go?"
"Yes. We shall find him no matter what the cost."
"Yes."
The two figures jumped out the dark and eerie castle's window, releasing from their backs a pair of black wings. They flew off into the blackness of the storm.
****
The sound of birds chirping brought a beautiful song in the air. Quatre groaned slightly and rolled on his side. Wait what was this? He was warm..... his cloths were dry and his body felt a bit more better and refreshed. But wait what was that other sound? A flute? What lovely music... Who could be playing it?
Quatre forced himself to open his eyes. His eyes felt as heavy as lead and tired but he wanted so bad to find out who brought him here and most of all who was palying that beautiful tune. It was like heaven. He pulled the covers off and staggered about the room , his legs still not fully rested up. He wandered out of the room and noticed a stairway which lead to the bottom floor of the small cottage. He tried tiptoeing quietly down the stairs but the stair way made creaking noises as he went down. He sighed with releif as he made it to the bottom hoping nobody else in the house, if there were any, would catch him trying to leave. He spotted his supply bag hanging on a chair and crept over to it. He slung it quietly over his shoulder and walked towards the front door.
"Hey! Kid! Where do you think you're going in your condition!?"asked a young girls voice from behind.
Quatre froze. He turned slowly and looked at the young girl which had hair down to her shoulders and wore a long white dress."I-I...well ...I was just..."stammered Quatre nervously.
"You were thinking about leaving weren't you?Well I'm not going to let you until you are fully recovered now get back in that bed and I'll serve you something to eat!"she ordered pointing for him to go upstairs.
"Uh....Ok....miss...."replied Quatre."Do you mind telling me who you are?"
Quatre felt quite strange being here in someone elses home not even knowing who they even were but still she seemed pretty...uh...nice. So he figured he would just have to listen to her for now.
"Oh I'm sorry my name is Catherine Bloom, just call me Cat though ok!"she said happliy.
"Pleased to meet you Cat. I'm Quatre."replied Quatre.
"She smiled and giggled."Well I'm pleased to meet you too. Quatre. So do you have a last name or anything?"she asked.
"Quatre Winner."He said.
"Well what a sweet name, Quatre Winner."she said giggleing.
Quatre just smiled.
Just then the door way to the house opened and a teenage boy around 16 stepped in.Quatre looked at him unable to take his eyes off of him. The boy had green eyes and brown hair that hung over one eye, he wore a pair of tight light brown pants,black boots and a loose white shirt.
"Oh Trowa, he's up."said Catherine walking over to him.
Trowa looked up."Hello.Are you ok?"asked Trowa.
Quatre nodded. He looked in the boys hand where he held a flute." Oh were you the one playing the flute just now?"asked Quatre.
Trowa nodded."Yes I was, did I wake you?"he asked.
"No.No.You never....it's just...I loved the tune you played."said Quatre knowing he was blushing.
"Oh.Thanks I guess."replied Trowa shrugging his shoulders.
"Oh Trowa you can at least take a complement when you get one.Oh what am I going to do with you."sighed Catherine shaking her head."Anyway Quatre you get back to bed!"she added.
Quatre placed his supply bag down and went back upstairs.
Catherine looked at Trowa."What's wrong with you Trowa!? You could of at least said more to him! Stop being rude!"she argued her hands on her hips.
Trowa frowned."I wasn't being rude. I asked him if he was ok.That's good enough.."replied Trowa.
"No Trowa it wasn't good enough, now I have his breakfast ready and I want you to get your butt up there and give it to him, and could you possibly stay and talk to him.He's about your age so you'll probebly have alot in common!"she explained.
"But-"started Trowa.
"Now!"ordered Catherine.
Agh.There was no chance in winning a arguement with Catherine...So Trowa went into the kitchen and took what Catherine had cooked and took it upstairs to Quatre.
Trowa knocked slightly on the door to Quatres room.Hearing a slight 'come in' from within the room.So Trowa opened the door and walked in.
He saw the blonde boy sitting on the bed looking out the window of the room.
Quatre looked Trowa's way."Oh...hi...um...Trowa is it?"asked Quatre shyly.
"Yeah. Here you go Cat made it for you."said Trowa passing Quatre the plate of food.
"Oh thank you. Tell her I give her my thanks. Hey were you the one who helped me?"asked Quatre.
".......Yes..."answered Trowa.
Quatre smiled happily."Oh Thank You so much!"he said."How can I repay you for your kindness?"asked Quatre.
"Theres no need.I just did what was right."replied Trowa.
"Oh well still. I'm greatful that you saved me."said Quatre smiling.
Trowa turned to walk out of the room.
"H-hey...wait....um....I'd like to hear you play your flute some more later....well.....if that's alright with you...."said Quatre quietly.
Trowa looked back at him."I don't play for other people."he said as he left.
".....oh...."Quatre muttered disappointed as Trowa slammed the door shut.He sighed and ate the food Trowa had brought to him.
He looked outside the window at the scenery outside. There was a sparkling pond, birds, and a lovely flower garden. He loved this place.....it reminded him so much of his own home.....then he remembered.........the distruction of his home....his family.....he then felt sick to his stomach.A feeling where you know something is going to go wrong.....
*****
"Heero."
"What?"
"There he is."
"Where!!?"
"Right there!"
"Finally!We have found him."
"But he's with those people."
"Yes I see.....It wouldn't be wise to just grab him then.....let's wait till he's alone."
"Right."
"So keep an eye on him, Duo."
"Yes."
Heero smiled evily."Just you wait. I'll have that power and then you'll see what power you had within you Quatre Winner...The power of Holy."
The two figures eyes glowed red within the darkness of the tree leaves and an eerie laughter could be heard.
*****
"Hi!Hi! How are you feeling now, it's been afew days?"
Quatre looked up." I'm ok now Cat...so I guess I'll be on my way...."muttered Quatre.
She pouted."But so soon. We barely even got to know you........but if you must....feel free to go anytime...."she replied.
"Yes...I'm sorry if you're disappointed but you know maybe we'll meet again. I hope we do...."said Quatre gathering his supply bag and placeing it onto his shoulder.
"Oh here. I packed you a lunch...Because I had a feeling you would have to go....."said Cat handing Quatre the bag.
"Thank you again."replied Quatre taking the bag.
"Oh Trowa's out in the back yard...if you'd like to say goodbye...."she suggested.
"Yes, I'll go say goodbye to him."said Quatre smiling.
Even though i know you won't care Trowa...I think of you alot....Is it strange to have feelings for someone I barely know...?.........
Quatre made his way to the back of the house. He watched as Trowa read, leaning against the tree.He slowly and quietly made his way up to Trowa. "....I...I'm leaving."he finally managed to say.
Trowa looked up."..yeah."replied Trowa.
".....well.....goodbye..."said Quatre.
"..yeah...bye."muttered Trowa.
That was it...He was going.....
Quatre looked back at Trowa. Nothing. He must not have feeling's as Quatre had toward him...So he found the main road and continued his journey to where?Hell he didn't even know what he was going for?Where had he left to go...?He just wanted to find the monsters which ruined everything he held dear to him.
Just then a he saw a shadowy figure in the corner of his eye. He didn't know just what it was yet but just to be careful he would keep his guard up. He seemed to travel for afew minutes when his nerves got the better of him. He turned around quickly scanning the area......nothing....
He turned again."Who's out there?"he called out.
Suddenly he felt an emense pain ripping through his back and trough his stomach.Quatre fell to his knees and put a hand to his stomach to feel a sticky substance run down his hand.He felt the sharp blade get removed from his stomach which made him fall to the ground, blood flowing quickly from his body.He turned to see who had did this two him."W-w-who..?"Quatre managed to choke out in pain.
The figure was a bat like creature and had dark eyes and was holding a long bloody blade which now he had resting on his back."Finally it will be mine."said the figure.
"W-what...?"Quatre stuttered in emense pain.
The figure just laughed and kneeled down beside him.
Quatre now had no energy left and finally everything blacked out....
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heh, aren't I sad for thinking of such a lame idea.well what do ya think?
Note:3x4, 1x2, yaoi, angst, some light horror
Oh man where did this fic idea come from? Oh well just read it!^_^
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It was raining hard for the past few days, and the wind was blowing fierce. Thunder and Lighting could be seen and heard in the sky with load crashes and bright flashes. It was getting pretty dark and unable to have a good sense of direction so very few travelers were seen traveling the roads.
Quatre walked warily down a road not knowing if his diretion would lead him to a safe and comferting place or one that would send him to his death. You see Quatre had been on the run ever since the day ....ever since the day his family was killed. What reason was this for? He wanted to kill who or what did this to his family. What could they of been searching for? He was told to get away by his father and never return or all the earth would suffer the conciquences of his choice to stay. What did his father mean by that? Was it something about him that would cause the world to be distroyed...? All these questions and he couldn't have a single answer now...He just wanted everything to be the way it was, living with his family and enjoy what he had of his teenage years. But no...it would never be the same again. Never.
He pulled the hood of his cloak more over his eyes even though it did not help much sense his whole clothes and body were soaked. He looked up trying to sheild his eyes from the rain to look around. But could see nothing but forest....
He felt his body fall to the muddy ground roughly. He tried to get up but he had no strength to even move. So he lie there ready for death to claim him.....
*****
Meanwhile.....
"Do you know where he headed?"
"No."
"Argh!You're hopeless!"
"Hey I'm not the one who let him escape!"
"Shut up."
"Sorry."
"Let's quite wasting our time here, let's go look for him, He is the one you know."
"Do you think he has any idea of what power he holds within himself?"
"I doubt it. If he did we'd be dead right now."
"Hm.Yes.You're right."
"It's a really powerful, holy magic. That if not known how to use properly could distroy everything."
"Then why do you want it then?"
"It can amplify our power and make us supreme being and we shal control all that is on this earth."
"Right. So shall we go?"
"Yes. We shall find him no matter what the cost."
"Yes."
The two figures jumped out the dark and eerie castle's window, releasing from their backs a pair of black wings. They flew off into the blackness of the storm.
****
The sound of birds chirping brought a beautiful song in the air. Quatre groaned slightly and rolled on his side. Wait what was this? He was warm..... his cloths were dry and his body felt a bit more better and refreshed. But wait what was that other sound? A flute? What lovely music... Who could be playing it?
Quatre forced himself to open his eyes. His eyes felt as heavy as lead and tired but he wanted so bad to find out who brought him here and most of all who was palying that beautiful tune. It was like heaven. He pulled the covers off and staggered about the room , his legs still not fully rested up. He wandered out of the room and noticed a stairway which lead to the bottom floor of the small cottage. He tried tiptoeing quietly down the stairs but the stair way made creaking noises as he went down. He sighed with releif as he made it to the bottom hoping nobody else in the house, if there were any, would catch him trying to leave. He spotted his supply bag hanging on a chair and crept over to it. He slung it quietly over his shoulder and walked towards the front door.
"Hey! Kid! Where do you think you're going in your condition!?"asked a young girls voice from behind.
Quatre froze. He turned slowly and looked at the young girl which had hair down to her shoulders and wore a long white dress."I-I...well ...I was just..."stammered Quatre nervously.
"You were thinking about leaving weren't you?Well I'm not going to let you until you are fully recovered now get back in that bed and I'll serve you something to eat!"she ordered pointing for him to go upstairs.
"Uh....Ok....miss...."replied Quatre."Do you mind telling me who you are?"
Quatre felt quite strange being here in someone elses home not even knowing who they even were but still she seemed pretty...uh...nice. So he figured he would just have to listen to her for now.
"Oh I'm sorry my name is Catherine Bloom, just call me Cat though ok!"she said happliy.
"Pleased to meet you Cat. I'm Quatre."replied Quatre.
"She smiled and giggled."Well I'm pleased to meet you too. Quatre. So do you have a last name or anything?"she asked.
"Quatre Winner."He said.
"Well what a sweet name, Quatre Winner."she said giggleing.
Quatre just smiled.
Just then the door way to the house opened and a teenage boy around 16 stepped in.Quatre looked at him unable to take his eyes off of him. The boy had green eyes and brown hair that hung over one eye, he wore a pair of tight light brown pants,black boots and a loose white shirt.
"Oh Trowa, he's up."said Catherine walking over to him.
Trowa looked up."Hello.Are you ok?"asked Trowa.
Quatre nodded. He looked in the boys hand where he held a flute." Oh were you the one playing the flute just now?"asked Quatre.
Trowa nodded."Yes I was, did I wake you?"he asked.
"No.No.You never....it's just...I loved the tune you played."said Quatre knowing he was blushing.
"Oh.Thanks I guess."replied Trowa shrugging his shoulders.
"Oh Trowa you can at least take a complement when you get one.Oh what am I going to do with you."sighed Catherine shaking her head."Anyway Quatre you get back to bed!"she added.
Quatre placed his supply bag down and went back upstairs.
Catherine looked at Trowa."What's wrong with you Trowa!? You could of at least said more to him! Stop being rude!"she argued her hands on her hips.
Trowa frowned."I wasn't being rude. I asked him if he was ok.That's good enough.."replied Trowa.
"No Trowa it wasn't good enough, now I have his breakfast ready and I want you to get your butt up there and give it to him, and could you possibly stay and talk to him.He's about your age so you'll probebly have alot in common!"she explained.
"But-"started Trowa.
"Now!"ordered Catherine.
Agh.There was no chance in winning a arguement with Catherine...So Trowa went into the kitchen and took what Catherine had cooked and took it upstairs to Quatre.
Trowa knocked slightly on the door to Quatres room.Hearing a slight 'come in' from within the room.So Trowa opened the door and walked in.
He saw the blonde boy sitting on the bed looking out the window of the room.
Quatre looked Trowa's way."Oh...hi...um...Trowa is it?"asked Quatre shyly.
"Yeah. Here you go Cat made it for you."said Trowa passing Quatre the plate of food.
"Oh thank you. Tell her I give her my thanks. Hey were you the one who helped me?"asked Quatre.
".......Yes..."answered Trowa.
Quatre smiled happily."Oh Thank You so much!"he said."How can I repay you for your kindness?"asked Quatre.
"Theres no need.I just did what was right."replied Trowa.
"Oh well still. I'm greatful that you saved me."said Quatre smiling.
Trowa turned to walk out of the room.
"H-hey...wait....um....I'd like to hear you play your flute some more later....well.....if that's alright with you...."said Quatre quietly.
Trowa looked back at him."I don't play for other people."he said as he left.
".....oh...."Quatre muttered disappointed as Trowa slammed the door shut.He sighed and ate the food Trowa had brought to him.
He looked outside the window at the scenery outside. There was a sparkling pond, birds, and a lovely flower garden. He loved this place.....it reminded him so much of his own home.....then he remembered.........the distruction of his home....his family.....he then felt sick to his stomach.A feeling where you know something is going to go wrong.....
*****
"Heero."
"What?"
"There he is."
"Where!!?"
"Right there!"
"Finally!We have found him."
"But he's with those people."
"Yes I see.....It wouldn't be wise to just grab him then.....let's wait till he's alone."
"Right."
"So keep an eye on him, Duo."
"Yes."
Heero smiled evily."Just you wait. I'll have that power and then you'll see what power you had within you Quatre Winner...The power of Holy."
The two figures eyes glowed red within the darkness of the tree leaves and an eerie laughter could be heard.
*****
"Hi!Hi! How are you feeling now, it's been afew days?"
Quatre looked up." I'm ok now Cat...so I guess I'll be on my way...."muttered Quatre.
She pouted."But so soon. We barely even got to know you........but if you must....feel free to go anytime...."she replied.
"Yes...I'm sorry if you're disappointed but you know maybe we'll meet again. I hope we do...."said Quatre gathering his supply bag and placeing it onto his shoulder.
"Oh here. I packed you a lunch...Because I had a feeling you would have to go....."said Cat handing Quatre the bag.
"Thank you again."replied Quatre taking the bag.
"Oh Trowa's out in the back yard...if you'd like to say goodbye...."she suggested.
"Yes, I'll go say goodbye to him."said Quatre smiling.
Even though i know you won't care Trowa...I think of you alot....Is it strange to have feelings for someone I barely know...?.........
Quatre made his way to the back of the house. He watched as Trowa read, leaning against the tree.He slowly and quietly made his way up to Trowa. "....I...I'm leaving."he finally managed to say.
Trowa looked up."..yeah."replied Trowa.
".....well.....goodbye..."said Quatre.
"..yeah...bye."muttered Trowa.
That was it...He was going.....
Quatre looked back at Trowa. Nothing. He must not have feeling's as Quatre had toward him...So he found the main road and continued his journey to where?Hell he didn't even know what he was going for?Where had he left to go...?He just wanted to find the monsters which ruined everything he held dear to him.
Just then a he saw a shadowy figure in the corner of his eye. He didn't know just what it was yet but just to be careful he would keep his guard up. He seemed to travel for afew minutes when his nerves got the better of him. He turned around quickly scanning the area......nothing....
He turned again."Who's out there?"he called out.
Suddenly he felt an emense pain ripping through his back and trough his stomach.Quatre fell to his knees and put a hand to his stomach to feel a sticky substance run down his hand.He felt the sharp blade get removed from his stomach which made him fall to the ground, blood flowing quickly from his body.He turned to see who had did this two him."W-w-who..?"Quatre managed to choke out in pain.
The figure was a bat like creature and had dark eyes and was holding a long bloody blade which now he had resting on his back."Finally it will be mine."said the figure.
"W-what...?"Quatre stuttered in emense pain.
The figure just laughed and kneeled down beside him.
Quatre now had no energy left and finally everything blacked out....
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heh, aren't I sad for thinking of such a lame idea.well what do ya think?
