Legal Disclaimer: ::sighs:: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters...
Author's Note: Hello all! It's only me, GW Dark Chyld with another fic, this one part 2 of my Heartfelt Emotions series. I suggest you read part 1 first, Heartfelt Secrets, to get the idea of what's happening. This takes place at the same time of the first part, though it focuses on different characters. Anyway, read on, review, and I hope you enjoy!
Pairings: 1x2x1, 4x3x4? No lemon, as usual. I hope you continue reading though...
Heartfelt Desires
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter One
It was the big day. It was a tradition for Quatre Raberba Winner throw a huge Halloween party for all of his friends, relatives, and associates. This year would be one of his biggest ever thrown, and would result in events that he could never predict.
The blond boy had invited nearly everyone he knew. He wasn't sure if they would all come, but there were four individuals he hoped would make it. One was Duo Maxwell, a very close friend to him. The American always seemed lighten the moods of those around him. Another that planned to come was Heero Yuy, a serious Japanese boy that had been trained to be a 'Perfect Soldier.' Now, the Eve Wars were over, and Heero hoped he could move on with his life. Chang Wufei, a strictly disciplined Chinese boy who worked for Preventer -a security agency-was also due to arrive. And lastly, Quatre held high hopes for the arrival for a tall boy by the name of Trowa Barton.
Quatre sat on the bed in his room, thinking to himself. This party was primarily a way for him to see the mysterious emerald-eyed boy again. No one knew it yet, but he had feelings for the Trowa. Not just feelings like companionship or friendliness...but love. Even as he thought of the word, a blush crept to his face.
But these thoughts brought others to his mind, less desirable ones. Trowa wasn't aware of the feelings for him. He was afraid to tell him, afraid that he might repulse Trowa. After all, relationships involving two boys aren't common. Some people thought of it as unnatural. The fear of his friend's reaction was the only thing that held him back from saying anything.
With a sigh, he made the last adjustments to his costume. He was going to the party dressed as an angel, and his outfit had it all. He was dressed in white robes with golden fastenings and silver trimmings, but the wings on his back were what really made the outfit. They wings were beautifully crafted, with rather realistic, soft feathers. A clear rod was attached to his back, barely visible, and held a glowing halo above his head. Quatre had picked it out in the hopes of catching Trowa's attention at the party.
The Arabian stood and took one last look at himself in a mirror above his dresser. His costume was ready and the guests had already arrived. He could hear the dull roar of their voices down the hall mixed in with music from the ballroom. He smiled to himself.
"Well, Quatre...here goes nothing...."
With a breath, he exited his room and headed to the party.
"Wow! What a great costume!"
"Where'd you get it?"
"It looks so real!"
Quatre smiled at the small group of people around him. They were all fascinated with his costume. One was dressed as a skeleton, another as a ghost, and the third was a lion. There was also a superman and a burglar in their little gathering.
"Oh, I found a little shop that made it for me...they were really kind and did an excellent job."
The others readily agreed. They all attempted to engage him in their small talk, but his mind was elsewhere. His eyes were sweeping the room, though he gave them answers now and again. He looked for his friends, but one specific friend in particular.
He spotted Heero against a wall, dressed in a simple jumpsuit. The dark-haired boy was gazing around the room also, scanning the area. Some habits never died.
He also found Wufei who dressed in a black ninja-like outfit. It seemed typical that he would pick something like that, but it fitted him. Quatre didn't seem to find Trowa, but did find a violet-haired girl approaching Heero. He smiled to himself and broke away from the gathering around him.
He edged through the crowd until he was standing near the stereo that controlled all the music. His blue eyes remained on the girl and Heero, and he laughed lightly when she dragged him off onto the dance floor. Hoping his suspicions were correct, he switched a slow song on for them. He might as well do a favor for the girl, for she had done many for him.
He turned away from the stereo and found a medieval hunter before him. The hunter was tall, dressed in a silky green shirt that was tucked into brown trousers, which were in turn tucked into leather boots. He wore a vest over his shirt, and a bow and quiver of arrows was strapped to his back. Long brown bangs hid one of his dazzling green eyes.
Quatre's heart skipped a beat. "Trowa! Nice to see you here! I didn't know if you were coming!"
The tall boy frowned. "You confirmed with me a few days a go."
Quatre felt like smacking himself. He had forgotten that he had talked to each of them to see if they were coming! "Oh...yeah...I guess I forgot."
"How are you?"
The blond wasn't fooled by the other boy's question. A flicker of suspicion had passed over Trowa's eyes for a moment before his emotionless mask returned.
"Um...I'm doing well, and yourself?"
"Fine."
The Arabian hoped to get more from the silent boy. "How do you like the party? I hope you're enjoying it."
Trowa nodded.
Before anyone could say anything else, a group of admirers surrounded Quatre and closed him in. Startled, he looked at each of them, then looked for Trowa. The green-eyed youth had disappeared among the throng of people.
Author's Note: Hello all! It's only me, GW Dark Chyld with another fic, this one part 2 of my Heartfelt Emotions series. I suggest you read part 1 first, Heartfelt Secrets, to get the idea of what's happening. This takes place at the same time of the first part, though it focuses on different characters. Anyway, read on, review, and I hope you enjoy!
Pairings: 1x2x1, 4x3x4? No lemon, as usual. I hope you continue reading though...
Heartfelt Desires
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter One
It was the big day. It was a tradition for Quatre Raberba Winner throw a huge Halloween party for all of his friends, relatives, and associates. This year would be one of his biggest ever thrown, and would result in events that he could never predict.
The blond boy had invited nearly everyone he knew. He wasn't sure if they would all come, but there were four individuals he hoped would make it. One was Duo Maxwell, a very close friend to him. The American always seemed lighten the moods of those around him. Another that planned to come was Heero Yuy, a serious Japanese boy that had been trained to be a 'Perfect Soldier.' Now, the Eve Wars were over, and Heero hoped he could move on with his life. Chang Wufei, a strictly disciplined Chinese boy who worked for Preventer -a security agency-was also due to arrive. And lastly, Quatre held high hopes for the arrival for a tall boy by the name of Trowa Barton.
Quatre sat on the bed in his room, thinking to himself. This party was primarily a way for him to see the mysterious emerald-eyed boy again. No one knew it yet, but he had feelings for the Trowa. Not just feelings like companionship or friendliness...but love. Even as he thought of the word, a blush crept to his face.
But these thoughts brought others to his mind, less desirable ones. Trowa wasn't aware of the feelings for him. He was afraid to tell him, afraid that he might repulse Trowa. After all, relationships involving two boys aren't common. Some people thought of it as unnatural. The fear of his friend's reaction was the only thing that held him back from saying anything.
With a sigh, he made the last adjustments to his costume. He was going to the party dressed as an angel, and his outfit had it all. He was dressed in white robes with golden fastenings and silver trimmings, but the wings on his back were what really made the outfit. They wings were beautifully crafted, with rather realistic, soft feathers. A clear rod was attached to his back, barely visible, and held a glowing halo above his head. Quatre had picked it out in the hopes of catching Trowa's attention at the party.
The Arabian stood and took one last look at himself in a mirror above his dresser. His costume was ready and the guests had already arrived. He could hear the dull roar of their voices down the hall mixed in with music from the ballroom. He smiled to himself.
"Well, Quatre...here goes nothing...."
With a breath, he exited his room and headed to the party.
"Wow! What a great costume!"
"Where'd you get it?"
"It looks so real!"
Quatre smiled at the small group of people around him. They were all fascinated with his costume. One was dressed as a skeleton, another as a ghost, and the third was a lion. There was also a superman and a burglar in their little gathering.
"Oh, I found a little shop that made it for me...they were really kind and did an excellent job."
The others readily agreed. They all attempted to engage him in their small talk, but his mind was elsewhere. His eyes were sweeping the room, though he gave them answers now and again. He looked for his friends, but one specific friend in particular.
He spotted Heero against a wall, dressed in a simple jumpsuit. The dark-haired boy was gazing around the room also, scanning the area. Some habits never died.
He also found Wufei who dressed in a black ninja-like outfit. It seemed typical that he would pick something like that, but it fitted him. Quatre didn't seem to find Trowa, but did find a violet-haired girl approaching Heero. He smiled to himself and broke away from the gathering around him.
He edged through the crowd until he was standing near the stereo that controlled all the music. His blue eyes remained on the girl and Heero, and he laughed lightly when she dragged him off onto the dance floor. Hoping his suspicions were correct, he switched a slow song on for them. He might as well do a favor for the girl, for she had done many for him.
He turned away from the stereo and found a medieval hunter before him. The hunter was tall, dressed in a silky green shirt that was tucked into brown trousers, which were in turn tucked into leather boots. He wore a vest over his shirt, and a bow and quiver of arrows was strapped to his back. Long brown bangs hid one of his dazzling green eyes.
Quatre's heart skipped a beat. "Trowa! Nice to see you here! I didn't know if you were coming!"
The tall boy frowned. "You confirmed with me a few days a go."
Quatre felt like smacking himself. He had forgotten that he had talked to each of them to see if they were coming! "Oh...yeah...I guess I forgot."
"How are you?"
The blond wasn't fooled by the other boy's question. A flicker of suspicion had passed over Trowa's eyes for a moment before his emotionless mask returned.
"Um...I'm doing well, and yourself?"
"Fine."
The Arabian hoped to get more from the silent boy. "How do you like the party? I hope you're enjoying it."
Trowa nodded.
Before anyone could say anything else, a group of admirers surrounded Quatre and closed him in. Startled, he looked at each of them, then looked for Trowa. The green-eyed youth had disappeared among the throng of people.