My prince of rose- 4 by Suzuki
I don't own Gundam Wing or any of them but I love them!!! Hard time for me, please enjoy!!!
Part 4: The Winner Court!
That again! The tall boy looked around but saw no one, he was the only one in the empty classroom.
It had been a week Trowa felt being watch after the Sport Day, he would think must be one of Quatre's bodyguards but seems like he was the target. Even Quatre wasn't here, he could still feel those eyes on him but he never seen who was looking at him. As long as Trowa didn't feel any danger, he just let who ever was watched.
Light footstep approached to the doorway, Trowa put away the book he had tried to read and picked up two schoolbags, then he saw Quatre opened the door and walked in.
" Sorry, the teacher talked a lot."
" It's alright." Trowa passed the blond his schoolbag.
" Oh, thank you. Actually you don't have to wait for me and go back first." Quatre gave a blight smile, he was so happy Trowa waited for him.
" I feel weird to stay in the empty room and wait you back, at least I don't want to wait too long." He didn't say want to have more time with Quatre.
" You are so kind, Trowa. I am glad that you are here." Realized what he himself had just said, Quatre shyly turned away and walked to the door.
" L,let's go back, it's getter dark." With that, he was outside the classroom.
Trowa smiled without noticed himself and followed.
The sun was setting like Quatre said, it was getting dark. There were few students in the football court but they were also ready to go, it was so quiet.
Trowa looked at that slender frame walking few step in front, the sun gave a soft orange colour on the gold liked hair and waving like sea by the movement. Quatre seemed still feeling ashamed and eyes locked on the ground, his long and swan liked neck exposed. The golden waving shadow on the pale creamy skin, gold and white, the only thing in Trowa's mind was to touch the beautiful skin. Trowa was lost.
Quatre kept staring at his feet, how stupid was he to say something like that! He felt worry and relieve Trowa didn't say anything. Quatre would never wanted to cause Trowa any trouble, even he felt so much toward the boy. He knew something had happened when he opened his eyes that day in the garden, a warm and quiet motion spread inside his body and more and more strong. He knew that was called love but unlike the love to his father and sisters; unlike the love to his dear friends; that was more, more that himself. Did he fall in love with Trowa? Yes, he did. What will Trowa think if he knew it? He may think I am disgusting… Quatre looked at the shadows lying on the ground, his and Trowa's were lying there, so close but also very far away…
They didn't say a word the whole way back to the Hostel.
Something is wrong. Duo could see the two sat opposite him acting weird, they didn't look at each other, not even talking much. Something must have happened in school when he wasn't around. Trowa was deep in thought and Quatre looked sad, Duo had tried to ask anything out but they seemed lost in own self.
" I have homework to do, see you later." Quatre picked up his tray then gone.
" I will go for a walk…" then Trowa was gone, too.
" Hey, hey, you guys!" Duo wanted to follow one of them but got pulled back by Herro.
" Leave them a while."
" But…"
" Sit down and eat, you still have half left." Herro pointed to the tray that was ignored when Duo was busy watching his friends.
Duo couldn't help but grin, he is looking after me, he does care about me. With this thought, Duo started planning how to hunt down the Japanese boy's heart.
Trowa went back quite late at night, he was sitting on the root and thought about what he felt early the day.
He knew Quatre was special, he was an angel, so delicate that made him want to protect Quatre in his hands. But today when he wanted to touch Quatre, that meant more that the word. He wanted to 'touch' Quatre, it was sin, it was ugly, and it was lust burning inside. Trowa knew what people called that, it should never toward the same sexual and it shouldn't ever be Quatre.
How could he has lust to the angel he cared so much? Besides that, something opposite to it, something warm and peaceful was swelling in his heart. They grow at the same rate and started when he first saw Quatre. Could it be love? Trowa didn't know, he was too young and too experience less about this.
The night cool breeze made Trowa shrived, if he sat any longer he would get a cold. Besides, sitting on the root won't solve any question, so Trowa decided go back to his room. At that time, he hated to share the room with Quatre.
When he arrived, the room was dark only his bed lamp was on. On the other side, Quatre was fast asleep.
Looked at the slim form on the bed, Trowa just wanted to hug him and kiss him…may be even more!
Shook his head violently, Trowa tried to put those thought a side. He really should go take a cold shower to wake himself.
Without second thought, Trowa was on the way to the bathroom.
It was cold woke Quatre, he turned and saw Trowa wasn't there, he didn't come back. This thought made him sad but he tried to ignore it. Trowa had his own life and they were not kindergarten, didn't have to stick together any time.
Picked up the clock, it was one in the morning. He just wanted to take a nap, seemed like he really felt asleep. Quatre didn't understand why he felt so tired, he put a hand cross his forehead and remained still for a while then finally got up.
Quatre turned on the light and packed up his desk, his homework spread everyway so unlike him. He also found that he hadn't take a shower that day, no wonder he felt quite uncomfortable.
At the next moment, Quatre was out of the door.
Someone was in the shower room, Quatre could hear the sound of running water but couldn't see steam, someone was taking a cold shower at this season? It was still late summer but at this time?
Quatre took off his clothes and put them in the basket only in a towel, he turned on the water and stepped in till the steam filled the cubicle.
It felt so good when the hot water ran though your body so Quatre gave out a moan, didn't know it made the next cubicle shrived.
Who else would take a cold shower at that time? No one but Trowa of course! He noticed someone had entered the shower but he didn't care, just kept cool down his mind but till he heard that moan.
He would never mixed up the angel voice with any other, next door was Quatre and he just…moaned!
A lot of image rushed in Trowa's brain, something he had tried so hard to put a side. Now, not only his imagination but the real person was there, without clothes and moaning( who will take a shower in clothes!!!)
Trowa tried to kick away those pictures but only more concentrated on the sound of next door, he could hear Quatre grunted some melody, the sound of he closed the shampoo bottle, the sound the bubble washed away, the sound of Quatre washed his body… all these made Trowa arousal.
The cold no more useful but just increase Trowa's pain, it made his skin more sensitive.
I can't hold this any more!!! Trowa reached down and started work on it, he imagined that was Quatre's hand.
Quatre…thinking of the one held his heart, Trowa bit his lips not to make a sound, he didn't want Quatre to find out what he was doing, he would be shame to die!
Every stoke sent sweet sensation from Trowa's spine to his head, he began forgot to keep his voice down and groaned.
"…Quatre…" he whispered.
Was that someone called me? Quatre thought.
He was so enjoyed the shower and didn't hear anything, then a mumble brought back reality. Quatre couldn't hear it clearly and it sounded familiar, could it be someone he knew?
This time it came more clear, it was moan that like that person was in agony. First thing came to Quatre's mind was someone was sick and needed help.
He didn't turn off the water and gone out naked.
" Are you alright…!" Quatre opened the curtain without hesitation then froze at the sight inside.
That was Trowa there with both hands moving up and down furious between legs, eyes shut and neck straight, breathing heavy under the shower.
The sound brought back reality and Trowa met Quatre's face, he was frozen at the pale naked body in front of him. It was glowing like sun light pass through the church window, Trowa thought it was a dream at first but not when he realized it was still dripping water.
It was more than Trowa could take and he was so turned on, he could feel the orgasm rushing to the peak. Trowa's body shrived and released shame and pressure.
Time seemed moving again after that moment, Quatre suddenly came back to sense and found he had just witnessed something really personal.
" I,I,I am so sorry!!!" couldn't stand for any longer, Quatre grappled his towel and ran out the shower room faster than anytime in his life.
Trowa was left in the shower room, the shower next room still running, the stream blurred the escaped dream…
Duo now could say something really wrong between Trowa and Quatre, everyone could see that because they were avoiding each other.
First was Trowa didn't go back to the room they shared to sleep any more, only went back to take books or changing. He no more walked with Quatre, always disappeared after class, no one knew where did he gone.
Quatre was a little better but every time Duo wanted to talk about what had happened, he just changed the subject. He spent more time with Duo than before, more than before Trowa had came to this school.
It had been a week and none of them talked about it, Duo could do nothing but reported all to Quatre's sisters. Duo was surprised that Quatre's sisters didn't say anything but just told Duo kept an eye on them, of course Duo would put both his eyes on them because he cared about his friends.
Later, Duo had had enough of their silence, he then drugged Quatre to the garden and decided not to let him go until Quatre tell him everything!
" Okay, tell me."
" …tell you what…" Quatre lowed his head like a child had been caught stealing cookies in kitchen.
" Don't fool me around, Quatre. You know what I meant, what happened between you and Trowa, I thought you guys are friends."
There was a long pause but Duo already decided spend a whole day on this, then Quatre seemed want to speak.
"…I…I…"
" What? I couldn't hear you." Duo said.
" …I…Tro.." Quatre blushed slightly.
" I still can't hear you." Duo said again.
" I SAW TROWA D.I.Y. IN THE SHOWER ROOM!!!" Quatre shouted and turned totally red.
This time Duo could hear ad in very shock. That wasn't anything he had preferred.
" I went to shower at mid-night a week ago, at first I didn't know that was Trowa and then, I heard some strange sound…I thought someone was in trouble…/////" Quatre couldn't finish the whole story, he was too embarrassing to keep on.
Duo was still in little shock but put himself back together quickly.
" That's all? That's the whole thing?" Duo asked.
Quatre could only nodded.
" That's no big deal!" Duo exclaimed.
" It wasn't just like what it sounded, it was a very personal and…and …/////"
Duo understood what Quatre meant but it really was nothing important. Well, of course it's embarrassing, if that were he and Herro in that situation, he would probably hang himself there and then. He could understand how Quatre felt but what about Trowa? He didn't seem like shy of that, something else was brothering him, that something related with Quatre.
" But does Trowa need to avoid you like that? I mean he seems hiding something." Duo said.
" Maybe he doesn't like me…" Quatre said pensively.
" That's nonsense! Everyone with eyes could see how he fond of you! I bet he cares about you more than you thought."
Although Duo told Quatre should be more confidence but it didn't cheer him up, Trowa's isolation really hurt Quatre's feeling.
" Trowa hates me, I want to apologize but he didn't give me a chance, I..I just…" Quatre ended up with a sob.
" Shh… it's alright…" Duo tried to comfort now sobbing loud Quatre.
" I never knew it will be this hurt, I didn't know I care about him so much…I think I am in love with him…what should I do? Trowa doesn't like me anymore." Broke out a cry, Quatre hanged on his friend like drown people.
When Duo thinking of go and find Trowa to talk to him, both of them didn't noticed someone walked away from the corner of the garden.
Trowa was sitting on the root, since someone saw him sitting on a tree at recess time, he had found that the root was the only place no one would bother him.
How many days he didn't hang out with Quatre? It seemed like ages, Trowa had never felt this lonely and empty before. Just like something very important had been tore away from your life that you would never compete again. Trowa knew what had been taken away and that was he, himself withdraw that---Quatre.
Yes, he felt lost and whenever thought about the cute blond, it was pain inside his chest. He needed the blond angel, he missed him so much that killing him inside. But he felt disgust about what he thought of the blond, he needed him more than anything, those dirty thought made him sick but couldn't stop himself.
He was deeply in love with the blond, he would never love someone like he loved Quatre this much. Thought of the blond, Trowa also felt betrayal. Quatre had offered him friendship and he ended up lusting the kind young boy, the worse way to betray your friend.
Suddenly, a voice interrupted the thin air and startled Trowa. There were three men in black stood few feet behind, Trowa was surprised that he didn't hear them approached.
" Mr. Barton, we would like you to come with us." One of the men said flatly.
" What if I don't want to go with you?" Trowa could feel they are all well trained.
" Then we have no choose but take you with us by force." The other two men stepped forward.
There was no way Trowa could fight them, not even one of them. So Trowa gave in and followed them.
Trowa was brought to a big house which was in the deep forest, the black men didn't say a word and Trowa thought they wouldn't tell him a thing even he asked, so he kept silence all the way.
They walked along a seemed like a mile's hallway and stopped in front of a big double door, the leading black man opened the door and bowed respectfully.
" Ladies, we have brought Mr. Barton here."
" Bring him in." a female voice echoed.
The black man gave way to let Trowa in and shut the door quietly behind Trowa. The room was circle in shape and big enough to have a party, the ceiling was high and had angels painted on it. Large windows as tall as the ceiling let sunlight came through and shined on where looked like a dancing floor that Trowa standing on, the floor was built of colourful marble, but what took Trowa's attention were the women sitting around the room.
One, two, three…there were twenty-nine of them, Trowa knew who they were.
" May I ask why you brought me here, Ms. Winner?"
No problem of these tons of women was Quatre's sisters even they all looked different and none of them looked like Quatre.
" Please take your seat, Mr. Barton." The one seemed the eldest said.
Trowa sat down on the chair in the middle of the room that could face the Winners.
" Today we are holding a Winner Court, something very important about Winner family will be discuss here." She then turned to Trowa, " something to be discuss with Mr. Barton."
Trowa frowned inwardly, it sounded bad to him.
" From the report we received said that you were very close with our brother, Quatre, is that true?" a red haired woman asked.
" We are roommate." Trowa answered.
" What do you think about Quatre?" this time the one sat at the end asked.
" Quatre is very kind and friendly, he is a good person."
" What do you feel for Quatre?" a brown haired one asked.
" …he is a friend…" Trowa answered awkwardly.
" Do you ever have a close relationship with others?" another one said.
" This is a personal question that I have right not to answer it."
" It is important for us to know about, so please cooperate."
"…no…"
There was a pause and some of them were whispering to each other's ears, then they started asking again.
" May we ask why?"
"……"
" Mr.Barton?"
" I have a problem of defining people's face."
" Is that mean everyone look the same to you?"
Trowa nodded.
" What is Quatre looks like in your eyes?"
" Quatre is special, he is the angel of the light."
" Have you ever thought of why Quatre's so special to you?"
Trowa looked down to the floor, he didn't know what to say. Could he just tell them he is in love with their precious brother? He thought not.
Fortunately, they didn't push him and asked another question.
" Why you isolate Quatre recently?"
It was silence again.
" You have been avoiding Quatre for a week and that makes our little brother really upset."
Still silence.
" Do you have any reason for that?"
No answer.
" We do believe Quatre has feeling for you, if you can't respond his feeling, we will ask you to leave this school."
" Did you just say Quatre feels something about me?" Trowa looked at them with widen eyes.
" According to our report, we do believe in that."
Quatre liked me?
" We would do anything to protect our Quatre, we won't let anyone to hurt him. Consider you have cause him a lot of pain these day, we ask you to leave the school."
" How can you know Quatre's feeling? I don't think you have asked him."
Then, one stood up and took out a recorder, she put a tape inside and pushed 'Play'. Duo's voice came out from the recorder.
[But does Trowa need to avoid you like that? I mean he seems hiding something.]
[Maybe he doesn't like me…]
[That's nonsense! Everyone with eyes could see how he fond of you! I bet he cares about you more than you thought.]
[Trowa hates me, I want to apologize but he didn't give me a chance, I..I just…]
Quatre was crying, it made Trowa's heart twisted.
[Shh… it's alright…]
[I never knew it will be this hurt, I didn't know I care about him so much…I think I am in love with him…what should I do? Trowa doesn't like me anymore.]
The tape finished but Trowa didn't notice, he could hear Quatre's voice echoed inside his head, repeatedly saying that he love Trowa.
Was it true?
" Quatre is in pain, he hasn't cried since he was ten. You are the very first person made him cry, if you couldn't fix it, you should leave."
Trowa was confused, of course he couldn't leave but through a tape to know Quatre loves him seemed so unreal.
" Please give me time, I also need to talk to Quatre." He finally said.
The Winners discussed for a moment then came to conclude.
" You have a three days to solve the problem, if you still don't know what to do, we will make a move."
Trowa nodded for understanding. He already had a decision.
TBC…
Suzuki: Next one will be the last one…can't stand anymore…gonna crazy…