Minna, konnichiwa. This is my very first fic, so please be nice. I will love any comments that you have, that includes praising and criticism. This is a story that has shounen-ai in it (check Japanese dictionary if you do not know what it means) I own none of the characters, but the poem is mine. I wrote it awhile ago so please don't take it (unless you ask really nicely!)...

This story takes place when Trowa looses his memory. Enjoy!

I stand alone in the darkness

Trowa Barton stood packing his performance clothes. He had just finished his last act in the small town and, along with the rest of the circus, was preparing to leave for the next. So busy was Trowa with his packing he did not see a slim, small figure of a 15 year old boy hidden in the shadows.
The boy, on closer inspection, had beautiful blonde hair and big blue eyes the resembled the sea. He wore a vest over a now damp white shirt tucked into a pair of khakis. His eyes showed weariness from restless nights of sleep and, if you took a real good look at him for this was not noticeable in the rain, you could see tear streaks on his pale face that continued to be retraced from on coming tears. He was crying. The boy known as Quatre Reberba Winner was crying.

Deleted from your memory

"Why, oh why, Trowa, can't you remember me," Quatre asked the darkness he was surrounded in. "I know it's not your fault, Trowa, but could you… Could you please kiss me like you used to?"
Quatre waited a couple minutes before answering his own question. "I guess not. But don't worry because it only hurts when I dream.....," his voice trailed off.

I trust no one, not even myself

"I just wonder, Trowa.....Is it me? What did I do to make you do this to yourself, it's all my fault... I can see perfectly why I'm the weakest of us five. If someone trusts me too much I only hurt them... Does that mean I can no longer trust myself? I guess it does."

I just wish you were here to hold me

"I just wish you were here, Trowa. Here to hold me when I cried from the dreams of us.... of everyone dying in this horrible war. You would use your arms to comfort me. You would hold me there and tell me you and all the others were there, you were all okay, and that everything was okay. I just wish that you could do that again..."

And keep me safe

"You were always there to protect me, Trowa, and I never got to thank you. It's because of you I'm still alive, Trowa… Why I'm still fighting. I'm sorry... Please tell me it's not too late to say that too?"

From my dark-cold heartedness

"I'm loosing it, Trowa. I can no longer be the kind person I was... I started loosing myself at the beginning of this war, but then I met you and you helped me find who I was. But know I've lost you and the hold I have on this world, this innocence, this kind mask. Am I doomed to lose everything?... Hmm… I should have known we couldn't have gone through out this war without heart-ache."

I wait alone in the darkness
For you to come home...

"I'm waiting, Trowa. I've been waiting and I always will," Quatre smiled. "Come home, Trowa. That's where I'll be waiting and that's where I'll stay." With that, Quatre ,still smiling, turned and left.

I stand alone in the darkness

Deleted from your memory

I trust no one, not even myself

I just wish you were here to hold me

And keep me safe

From my dark cold-heartedness

I wait alone in the darkness

For you to come home.

Kinda cheesy in my opinion, but it's also sweet. All well R&R