Title: Finding Ecstasy
Author: Slasher Fiend
Rating PG-13
Warning: YAOI! Q-man almost gets raped. I 'm sorry but next chapter (The last chapter) fixes everything.
Disclaimer: Me wants Gundam wing, but Bandai keeps turning me away DAMNIT!
Chapter 1: The Red Violin
Duo would pay, one way or anther Duo would pay dearly for what he was going through. Quatre sat on the sofa surrounded by four very intoxicated gundam pilots. Wufei looked really drunk and at the moment was very very entertained at the prospect of blowing loose strands of his hair out of his face. Heero was dazed out and was currently staring at Duo hungrily. Duo on the other hand was the horny drunk Quatre thought he would be and was trying to well.get laid.
Then there was Trowa. Man was he surprising. Trowa was a loud drunk. Here he was sitting beside Trowa watching a movie and Trowa was currently laughing at the fact that the main character was walking down the street. Then there was himself. He was the smart one, who got out of Duo's drinking game before he got drunk. But Wufei and Heero had some serious pride issues, and well Trowa was just bored just continued. So Quatre watched as the drinking game became a memory and was converted into a drinking frenzy. But now all the liquor, rum and vodka in the house were wiped clean. It was two o'clock when the movie ended and Quatre escorted the pilots back to their beds. First he took Wufei who was very easy. But then there was Duo who was now shirtless and starting to unbutton Heero's shirt. Quatre immediately pried Duo off Heero and took the American up to his room. He went back down to find a still dazed and confused Heero.
"Ok Heero, let's get you to bed." Quatre breathed helping Heero get to his respective room. He went down stairs for the last time and stood in front of Trowa. Trowa blinked up at him. "Alright love, you're the only one left" Quatre said. "Your turn."
"Sank ku Quatwa" Trowa slurred. Quatre smiled. Trowa looked cute drunk. Then again it didn't take much for Quatre to think Trowa was cute. The gorgeous clown had permanently stolen Quatre's heart. Quatre slung Trowa's arm across his shoulder and spanned his arm over Trowa's waist for support.
"Ok, off we go" Quatre said
They arrived at Trowa's room wit no problem other than the fact that Trowa was retelling Quatre the "story" He had just watched.
"And.and finally the guy told the girl he loved her and you know what they did?" Trowa asked a joker grin plastered on his face.
"No Trowa I have no idea" Quatre said opening Trowa's bedroom door and leading Trowa in. Trowa giggled.
"They had SEX!" Trowa blurted in fits of giggles. Quatre blushed in embarrassment. Trowa's drunken personality was definitely interesting.
"Yeah. um. good for them" Quatre said turning down Trowa's sheets and sitting Trowa down on the bed.
"You know What Quatwa?" Trowa asked.
"What Trowa" Quatre sighed as he helped the heavy arms pilot untie his shoes.
"I wuv you Quatwa" Trowa said. " I fwell in wuv wit ju " Quatre froze. This gave Trowa enough time to throw Quatre on the bed and straddle him. He looked up into Trowa's eyes. The flash in Trowa's eyes was chilling, lust, and desire, lots of it. No. Trowa didn't love him. Trowa was drunk; he didn't know what he was doing. Quatre began to think of ways to get Trowa off him. All thought process immediately halted as Trowa gave Quatre a kiss. Quatre moaned into the kiss. No this was wrong. Quatre began to try and push Trowa off him. But Trowa was bigger and stronger than the Arabic boy. He just pinned Quatre's arms above the boys head. A primitive growl escaped Trowa's throat. Tears streaked down Quatre's face. This wasn't happening. Trowa ripped off Quatre's shirt open in one tear, taking the dog tags Quatre received from the Maugnacs along with the buttons. Wasn't this what Quatre wanted all this time? For Trowa to love him? For Trowa to make love with him? But none of it was true.
"Trowa, please. stop" his voice cracked. Maybe he should go on with this; Temptation to be with Trowa was too great. Trowa began to attack Quatre's neck and a single digit made figure eights on his abdomen.
"Shh.Quatre..I'm going to show you how much I love you" Trowa said as his mouth began to explore Quatre's Chest. A moan escaped Quatre's lips. This had to stop. He's be losing control at any moment. With all the strength he could muster he pulled Trowa off him. ..His shirt fell off his shoulders as he ran out of the room. Quatre ran as fast as he could he didn't know where he was going.
He ended up in the Music room. He let out a sob as he collapsed onto the sofa. He weakly stood up and grabbed the violin. His emotions were raw and were projected in his music as he pulled the bow across the strings. The cry of the violin was enough to project exactly what he was feeling. Hurt, Betrayed, lost hope, and Heart Broken. Then anger and trepidation. Then regret and remorse. His emotions changed and he just let them all play together. He played and played until his raw fingers bled. The violin clattered to the floor and he just made it to the sofa to collapse and fall to sleep dried tear stains on his face.
TBC
I wonder what's gonna happen to Quatre.*sees pissed Trowa walking up* Uh- oh.*hide's in gundamium egg* Please.It get's better! I promise! DUM DUM DUM DUM! You like? Want more? I recommend you review! ^-^ I need at least two reviews for me to post the last chapter. ^-^ yes I'm evil and I bride people for reviews
Author: Slasher Fiend
Rating PG-13
Warning: YAOI! Q-man almost gets raped. I 'm sorry but next chapter (The last chapter) fixes everything.
Disclaimer: Me wants Gundam wing, but Bandai keeps turning me away DAMNIT!
Chapter 1: The Red Violin
Duo would pay, one way or anther Duo would pay dearly for what he was going through. Quatre sat on the sofa surrounded by four very intoxicated gundam pilots. Wufei looked really drunk and at the moment was very very entertained at the prospect of blowing loose strands of his hair out of his face. Heero was dazed out and was currently staring at Duo hungrily. Duo on the other hand was the horny drunk Quatre thought he would be and was trying to well.get laid.
Then there was Trowa. Man was he surprising. Trowa was a loud drunk. Here he was sitting beside Trowa watching a movie and Trowa was currently laughing at the fact that the main character was walking down the street. Then there was himself. He was the smart one, who got out of Duo's drinking game before he got drunk. But Wufei and Heero had some serious pride issues, and well Trowa was just bored just continued. So Quatre watched as the drinking game became a memory and was converted into a drinking frenzy. But now all the liquor, rum and vodka in the house were wiped clean. It was two o'clock when the movie ended and Quatre escorted the pilots back to their beds. First he took Wufei who was very easy. But then there was Duo who was now shirtless and starting to unbutton Heero's shirt. Quatre immediately pried Duo off Heero and took the American up to his room. He went back down to find a still dazed and confused Heero.
"Ok Heero, let's get you to bed." Quatre breathed helping Heero get to his respective room. He went down stairs for the last time and stood in front of Trowa. Trowa blinked up at him. "Alright love, you're the only one left" Quatre said. "Your turn."
"Sank ku Quatwa" Trowa slurred. Quatre smiled. Trowa looked cute drunk. Then again it didn't take much for Quatre to think Trowa was cute. The gorgeous clown had permanently stolen Quatre's heart. Quatre slung Trowa's arm across his shoulder and spanned his arm over Trowa's waist for support.
"Ok, off we go" Quatre said
They arrived at Trowa's room wit no problem other than the fact that Trowa was retelling Quatre the "story" He had just watched.
"And.and finally the guy told the girl he loved her and you know what they did?" Trowa asked a joker grin plastered on his face.
"No Trowa I have no idea" Quatre said opening Trowa's bedroom door and leading Trowa in. Trowa giggled.
"They had SEX!" Trowa blurted in fits of giggles. Quatre blushed in embarrassment. Trowa's drunken personality was definitely interesting.
"Yeah. um. good for them" Quatre said turning down Trowa's sheets and sitting Trowa down on the bed.
"You know What Quatwa?" Trowa asked.
"What Trowa" Quatre sighed as he helped the heavy arms pilot untie his shoes.
"I wuv you Quatwa" Trowa said. " I fwell in wuv wit ju " Quatre froze. This gave Trowa enough time to throw Quatre on the bed and straddle him. He looked up into Trowa's eyes. The flash in Trowa's eyes was chilling, lust, and desire, lots of it. No. Trowa didn't love him. Trowa was drunk; he didn't know what he was doing. Quatre began to think of ways to get Trowa off him. All thought process immediately halted as Trowa gave Quatre a kiss. Quatre moaned into the kiss. No this was wrong. Quatre began to try and push Trowa off him. But Trowa was bigger and stronger than the Arabic boy. He just pinned Quatre's arms above the boys head. A primitive growl escaped Trowa's throat. Tears streaked down Quatre's face. This wasn't happening. Trowa ripped off Quatre's shirt open in one tear, taking the dog tags Quatre received from the Maugnacs along with the buttons. Wasn't this what Quatre wanted all this time? For Trowa to love him? For Trowa to make love with him? But none of it was true.
"Trowa, please. stop" his voice cracked. Maybe he should go on with this; Temptation to be with Trowa was too great. Trowa began to attack Quatre's neck and a single digit made figure eights on his abdomen.
"Shh.Quatre..I'm going to show you how much I love you" Trowa said as his mouth began to explore Quatre's Chest. A moan escaped Quatre's lips. This had to stop. He's be losing control at any moment. With all the strength he could muster he pulled Trowa off him. ..His shirt fell off his shoulders as he ran out of the room. Quatre ran as fast as he could he didn't know where he was going.
He ended up in the Music room. He let out a sob as he collapsed onto the sofa. He weakly stood up and grabbed the violin. His emotions were raw and were projected in his music as he pulled the bow across the strings. The cry of the violin was enough to project exactly what he was feeling. Hurt, Betrayed, lost hope, and Heart Broken. Then anger and trepidation. Then regret and remorse. His emotions changed and he just let them all play together. He played and played until his raw fingers bled. The violin clattered to the floor and he just made it to the sofa to collapse and fall to sleep dried tear stains on his face.
TBC
I wonder what's gonna happen to Quatre.*sees pissed Trowa walking up* Uh- oh.*hide's in gundamium egg* Please.It get's better! I promise! DUM DUM DUM DUM! You like? Want more? I recommend you review! ^-^ I need at least two reviews for me to post the last chapter. ^-^ yes I'm evil and I bride people for reviews