Author: Sphynx

Title: A Light in the Darkness 8/8

Pairings: 3+4 (It's here…FINALLY)

Warnings: Tooth decay, anyone???

Disclaimers: *takes a deep breath* They aren't mine, these loverly boys. Yep…Now I'm going to go resign myself to that fact. *goes off and cries quietly for a moment or two*

Notes: I didn't know it would be this long…BUT IT'S DONE!!!!!

Quatre hummed happily as he worked in the kitchen making breakfast. It had been months since Trowa's last panic attack, and now Quatre could enjoy Trowa's company without fear or worry. Especially since they had moved beyond their close friendship into a deep romance.

It had started the morning after Trowa had first arrived. Quatre had been reading the paper when Trowa walked into the room. He had put the paper down when he saw Trowa wanted to say something. Trowa had stammered something about how sorry he was for worrying Quatre the night before, and Quatre had told him not to worry, that he had been up anyway. Trowa said something then that startled Quatre. "Quatre, you were there for me last night, you've been there for me since you first came to visit me at the hospital. I don't think you realize what a light in the utter darkness of my life you have been. I don't think I've thanked you, so thank you for everything you have done."

Quatre smiled as he remembered what had happened next. He had dropped the paper in amazement. "Trowa…I don't know what to say. I did all this because I love you." And that was when Trowa had gathered the courage to kiss him.

Just the Trowa walked in. He saw the look on Quatre's face and guessed what was on the blonde's mind. He smiled as he realized that the task before him was perfectly timed. Quatre turned around as Trowa was going down on one knee. His hands flew to his mouth in shock as he realized what Trowa had in mind.

"Quatre, ever since you came and found me in the darkness, you have been my light. I could never stand to lose you. Will you be with me for the rest of my life?"

Tears ran down Quatre's face as he nodded his reply. He knew how much it had taken to get to this point, the months of therapy, and the simple reassurance of his own presence. It was all worth it as he realized that he was more than willing to spend the rest of his life with the young man on bent knee before him.