Disclaimer:Don't own anything.
Note:3x4, 1x2, yaoi, angst, some light horror
Wow!Part two is on it's way!I'm actually enjoying this fic!Not that I didn't like the others but this has got to be my all time fav I've wrote!


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Quatre awoke in a deep sweat, he looked around the room...He sighed.It was only a dream....Hm....it was already dark...how long was he asleep. By the way he felt it couldn't of been too long.He still ached all over and his head was hurting a bit.But there was something else that bothered him more....Why on earth did he have a dream like that?Was this revenge thing getting to him?He had a bad feeling about this....

He left out a nervous breath and got up off his bed. He looked out the window and over the beautiful scenery lite up only by the bright moonlight.He then heard a familliar sound. Trowa?He listened longer and found Trowa sitting on a tree stump by the pond playing his flute.What could Trowa be doing up so late?

Quatre walked over to the door of his room and opened it.He crept down the stairs and noticed another figure stairing out the kitchen window to where Trowa sat."Cat?"asked Quatre in a low voice.

Catherine turned around startled.She whiped tears away from her eyes quickly."Q-Quatre what are you doing up?"she asked.

"I had a nightmare and couldn't get back to sleep. What are you doing up so late?"replied Quatre.

"Oh.Nothing really..."she said.

".....Why were you crying...?"asked Quatre concerned.

".....I was just worried about Trowa...Like always.....He worries me so much....He has changed so much...."she muttered.

Quatre walked over to her."Why? Is there something wrong with him?"asked Quatre.

"Well...no....He's just been like this....ever...since...."started Catherine but her voice lowered and she stopped talking.

"...Huh?Ever since what?"asked Quatre.

"....Well....10 years ago....our hometown was attacked by...by...something...I don't know what....and Trowa and I were the only survivers..I was 10 he was 5...our parents we suspect were killed...all...of our friends, townspeople....everything whipped out."she explained."...ever since then Trowa has been a quiet withdrawn person. He used to be a happy, cheerful child.I don't think he has gotten over it. That flute he has is the only reminder of his father. He used to play it to us all the time, and he also tried to teach it to Trowa, but Trowa really came naturally to play it. He only had afew leasons from father and after that he could play anything."she added.

"......That's....so sad...I'm sorry Catherine..."replied Quatre sadly.

"No.No. It's ok...The thing is they said they were looking for some kid and then heard the other say that he wasn't here...I just hope those monsters are long gone dead...I even thought they could of been after Trowa but I guess not......"she muttered.

".......Weird..."replied Quatre.It has to of been the same thing that attacked my hometown.......wait....they were looking for a boy.....oh....no....It couldn't be.....It couldn't......be...me?

"Quatre are you ok?You look a bit pale...maybe you should lay down..."she suggested.

"...Y-yeah.....maybe....."stuttered Quatre. He had the worst feeling of all. He felt terrible. Could all of this of happened because of him?

"I don't want you getting worse than you already are."said Catherine.

Quatre nodded and went back upstairs.

Catherine turned back to the window."Trowa......why don't you tell me everything thats bothering you....I could help.....you need a friend..y-"she muttered to herself then stopped."...wait that's it....Quatre could talk to you...You could even become good friends....then maybe it would help you..."

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Quatre came down the stairway and into the kitchen to see Catherine cooking and Trowa sitting at the table silently."Good morning Cat, Trowa."said Quatre cheerfully.

Trowa glanced up at him.

Catherine turned."Oh Mornin' Quatre!"she said.

Quatre took a seat beside Trowa.

"It's ready!"said Catherine placeing a plate down infront of the two boys.

"Thank you."said Quatre politely.

Catherine sat down across from them."Hm..I have a little job for you Trowa."she said.

Trowa looked up."What is it?"he asked.

"I want you to go in town and pick up afew things for me."she said.

"Ok."replied Trowa.

"Oh and take Quatre with you and show him around. And try and get along with him!"warned Catherine.

Quatre smiled.

"Fine."said Trowa.

"You can go after you eat."she said.

*****

Quatre walked silently beside Trowa for the longest time, he had no idea what to talk to this boy about....so he just asked whatever came to mind.

"So....um....how far is it till me get to town?"asked Quatre.

"It's not to much further."he replied.

Quatre sighed and turned his attention to the ground.Man this was crazy...why on earth did Cat let me go with him...he doesn't even seem to want me around.

Just then Quatre had a strange feeling come over him.....like someone was watching them.....then all he could think about was his nightmare he had just had.This was the same place it had happened in his dream....but it was just a dream....it wasn't real...or was it?

"What's with you?"asked Trowa looking at Quatre strangly."You don't look so good..."

"Oh...hehe...I'm fine!"laughed Quatre.

"O..k..."muttered Trowa looking forward again.

"......."Quatre was silent yet again.Oh....god....he must think I'm some freak now!Go Quatre..

".....I know a short cut to town come on."said Trowa turning his dirction to another trail.

Quatre nodded."Ok.."he said following Trowa.

They walked on for a while until they reached a steep cliff, with a bridge."We cross here Quatre."said Trowa.

"....Uh....are you sure this is safe Trowa....."replied Quatre obsearving the bridge a bit.

"Yeah. I cross it all the time, it's safe."he answered.

"If you say so Trowa....I trust you."said Quatre as he watched Trowa step onto the bridge.

Then Quatre stepped onto the bridge after Trowa. And with both of their weight on the bridge together made it creek and snap."Tr...owa...."muttered Quatre.

"It's safe Quatre come on its faster than taking the trail."said Trowa."Here."Trowa grabbed ahold of Quatres hand and walked swiftly across.

They reached the other side and Quatre let out a relieved sigh."It didn't break..."he muttered.

"Of course it never. You think I'd take you across a bridge not knowing it was safe or not. Cat would have my head."said Trowa.




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Yikes. I'm the worst writer to ever live. Well what do you think.