Now that the couple was clothed, chasted,a nd plain embarrassed, Trowa sat glaring at his adoptive sister and best friend. How dare they!
"I'm very dissapointed in you two." Trowa began, hsi voice was taut angry, and thin. "You, Quatre, are my best friend and Cathy is.."
"A woman." Sally barked, she stood ominous in the doorway. "And you should be happy that she found someone that you respect and like. She didn't jump down your throat when she caught you and Relena?" Sally's eyes sparked with fury. Trowa had the modesty to blush. "Now back off!" She barked once more. Trowa ignored her, and glared once more at the couple infront of him.
Catherine sat submissively with her legs tucked under her on the couch. Quatre sat on the opposite end with hsi hands folded in his lap and studying them. He hadn't made any move to comfort her since being caught, and frankly, she felt quite shunned. Feeling worse by the minute, Catherine shot to her feet and hurried from the room while covering her face. She would hate to let them see her cry.
Sally watched Catherine run from the house to the oasis in the backyard. She didn't need to be alone, someone needed to listen to her.
"Wufei, go talk to her." Laying a hand on her husband's thigh, she gave him a pleading look. "I can't go in the sun." She whimpered. She knew that pleading would always get him to do about anything. Sighing angrily, he stood up and headed outside.
"Problems?" Wufei didn't look at Catherine who sat crying with slumped shoulders. Instead, he looked out at the rolling sand dunes of the Arabian Desert.
"What would you know? You're not a woman, closest you get is Sally." Catherine sniffled, but gasped when a hankerchief was placed in her lap.
"I had 5 sisters, I always carry a tissue. They always were crying about something." Catherine blew her nose and looked at him wide eyed.
"Then how did you end up...."
"Such a bastard? Chauvanist?" He smiled sadly. ""I know what I'm called. I turned this way from the war and my father. It's a complex."
"I didn't mean that. I meant, opposite from what normally comes from a female dominated home." Wufei gave her a lame look and sighed.
"Rebellion, I guess." Catherine bit her bottom lip in laughter. "Forget it. I came out to see how badly bang boy banged you up." He finally turned to look at her.
"I love him. I love Quatre." Catherine let out on a sob and fell into Wufei's chest letting out her emotions she'd held inside for hours. Still unused to crying females, Wufei awkwardly patted her back as she cried.
"Shit. Trowa's not going to like this." Wufei looked to the heavens as if to ask for help.
Quatre felt like the biggest heel on earth, Catherine was crying and hsi best friend was pissed at him. Great. he could hear Catherine's muffled cries from outside, and here he sat like some doofus pondering his fate. He shoved the heels of his palms into hsi eys. A growing migraine along with a hard on that didn't want to remove itself from his pants, were making him want to scream.
What he needed was something to make Catherine forgive him. Somethign she mentioned, Allah what was it she said that she wanted?
A Dog! Sitting up straight he had a wide grin on his face as he bolted from his seat, ran past a still disgruntled Trowa, and into his office. Whipping out hsi laptop, he logged online and began typing furiously. How could he have forgotten?!
Trowa watched as Quatre fled from the room. He'd been an ass, he knew it. His non-existant temper decided to make an appearance and now his sister was heart broken, and his best friend was running like a scalded cat. He'd hear an earful from Sally when he gets the stitches out. That brought about a raging headache. Clutching the side of his head, he stumbled back to his room to ease into his bed and sleep off this wretched feeling in his stomach. And where was Relena?
Relena sat downstairs in one of her lounging dresses with Sally. She had a pensive look on her face while Sally sat beside her drinking her bottle of water.
"He ruined it didn't he?" Relena sighed.
"I don't know, I sent Wufei to talk to Cathy. I think Quatre just needs alone time." Sally smiled. "Wufei has his purposes." She laughed.
"I do, do I?" Wufei stood in the door way with Catherine beside him. With a red nose, and red rimmed eyes, she presented a watery smile. "Here, have some female bonding time while I go throttle Nanashi." He frowned. As he walked away, he muttered. "What a fucking idiot."
Gathering their friend into their arms, the two women rubbed, patted, and nodded, as Catherine cried once more for Quatre.
"I love him. I liked him from the time that you and Trowa got together." Catherine cried to Relena.
"Love?!" Sally exclaimed. "I thought we were working up to it!" The other two looked to the pregnant woman. Blushing, she smiled and looked away. "I wanted you and Quatre together. You two just go together so well." Sweatdropping, she laughed nervously.
"Thank you for caring, Sally. I'm glad some one cares." Her bottom lip quivered as she looked away. "Now Trowa won't let him and I 10 feet within eachother!" Relena now looked absolutely livid.
"Trowa caused this?!" Catherine stuttered as Relena turned on her.
"Y..yes, he walked in on Quatre and I making out." Catherine blushed in memory.
"That........HEEL!" Relena sputtered.
"Uh, Relena. Your heel has come to lick his wounds." Sally coughed into her fist to conceal a smile.
Relena whipped around to glare at the sheepish Trowa who stood in the door way.
"I take it I'll be sleeping alone tonight?" He asked dumbly.
"And every night until Catherine and Quatre are a happy couple again." She snarled.
"Ah, hell." He went to rub the back of his head and hissed as his hand met the stitches. Looking up, his gaze went to Catherine who looked an absolute wreck.
"Cathy? Oh, God I'm sorry!" He walked over to kneel infront of his weeping sister. "You know that I was just surprised. I didn't expect you to be...."
"In love." She whispered. Swiping at tears, she flinched away as Trowa reached to brush away her tears. She saw his eyes become dull from rejection.
"I didn't know." He said woefully.
"No one did. Not even Quatre." She couldn't look at him.
"Fuck." He hissed.
"Don't use that language around women Trowa." Relena snapped.
"You know I'm sorry right? I'll try my..."
"Don't." Catherine whispered. "Just go away, right now I just don't need to talk to you now."
Woe-begotten and rejected, Trowa left the room and headed back to bed. For the sake of his waning sex life and the happiness of his sister, let everythign be alright.