Silence

By: Silent Lullaby

I hold no claim to Gundam wing. However the story is mine.

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I heard two pairs of feet move into the room. One pair had a cheerful click at each step and moved quicker than the other pair, as if trying to keep up with a longer stride. The second set of footsteps was precise and seemed to remind me of a solder's military step.

My breath sounded harsh to me and I was certain that everyone in the house could hear my rapidly beating heart. I focused trying to calm my heart that seemed to echo in my ears. My efforts were in vain since the footsteps grew louder and then stopped, I knew that they were in the room. Heero was in the room.

Before my thoughts could wander further into the endless topic of Heero, my sister cleared her throat and I felt heat rise in my face.

"I hope you both will be happy here. I'm going to be leaving this evening for a few weeks but Pagan and Quatre will be here. Some of our sisters will be staying a few days to help you settle in. I'll show Relena to her room while Quatre can guide you to your room."

I hear her move away from the couch and in a few moments my sisters proud walk was hear beside the cheerful skip of the young girl Relena. My heart did amazing drumbeats within my chest as I stood and walked to where I assumed Heero was standing. Upon hearing his soft breath to my left I smiled as the heat returned to my cheeks.

"Follow me; your room is next to mine if that's alright?"

Fingers moved over my wrist and carefully moved my hand so that the palm faced up. His warm hand held mine as he softly wrote on my skin. His touch sent a shiver up my spine and my cheeks grew hotter. He didn't mind the closeness of our rooms and I was glad. I couldn't explain it but I wanted him near me, the same way I wanted to feel his touch and hear the soft sounds he could make. He might not be able to speak but the sigh like sounds he could voiced more emotion and expression than the words of a poet.

I noticed his hand still held mine and with boldness I did not know I possessed turned my wrist so that his hand was now in mine. Hold onto the soft warm hand I pulled him slightly until his feet began to follow. Together we moved out of the parlor and towards the stairs. I'm not certain what I said on our way to his room, but I knew it was along the lines of where we were in the house and where to find all of the rooms of interest. As well as a little information on each of my sisters who were coming.

As we neared the door to his room I reluctantly let his hand loose but not before noting that his pulse was erratic and quick. Maybe he felt the way I did. Who was I kidding I didn't even know how I felt. He may just be nervous since he was new to the place and he was going to have to meet my sisters at dinner. Yet one could hope...

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I felt nervous being so close to Quatre. If someone had told me this would happen a few days ago I would have thought them crazy. Maybe I was the one who was crazy and this was all a delusion. Quatre was a figment of my imagination and this was all some intricate dream my mind created to fill the hollow in my soul. I didn't care, Quatre was all I could think or care for, dream or not.

The woman, Iria, cleared her throat and broke the enchantment I seemed to be under. Quatre's presence was intoxicating and sweet, I craved it more than anything and it seemed my craving was to be eased.

"I hope you both will be happy here. I'm going to be leaving this evening for a few weeks but Pagan and Quatre will be here. Some of our sisters will be staying a few days to help you settle in. I'll show Relena to her room while Quatre can guide you to your room."

If I hadn't used every ounce of will I had I would have leapt for joy. I was to be alone with Quatre, even if it was only a short time I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

I saw Iria move away with Relena in hand. I glanced in their direction before focusing everything on the petit blonde before him. He stood and walk directly towards him, his unseeing eyes swam with emotion and I felt as if a spell had been cast on me. I just wanted to drown in those seas of blue and green. Loose myself in him.

His pale cheeks were tinged pink. Like cherry blossoms lying in the snow. He was beautiful and his soul was just as lovely and pure.

"Follow me; your room is next to mine if that's alright?"

I felt my heart skip a beat. I was to stay close to him; I was to live so close to the angel that haunted my dreams. I couldn't help but smile and blush at the thought.

I couldn't believe my daring when I brushed my fingertips over his wrist and held it up so that I could write softly and slowly a simple yes. I didn't let go after signing into his palm. My mind screamed that I should let go, that I would drive him away with my touch, but my heart was stronger. It sang at the feel of his skin. My heat nearly stopped when he turned his wrist. I should have let go now he would hate me for holding him. The thought was erased as he clasped my hand in his and pulled me towards the door. Together we moved from the parlor. All the while my heart sang.

We moved through the house, and up the stairs. Quatre spoke of memories in the house and where to find certain rooms. He mentioned each of the sisters who would be coming and said he had more. I didn't pay much attention to what he said, only the soft and musical tones of his voice. I would never grow tired of hearing him speak.

We stopped at a wooden door only a short ways from another just like it. I paid it no attention. I only had eyes for the beauty before me. He was now silent and the pink in his cheeks grew stronger. From cheery blooms to rose petals. Before I knew what I was doing I moved forward and pressed my lips against his. I felt as if electricity ran through my body and I tasted a nameless flavor. Sweeter than any fruit and as light as air.

I was addicted and though I knew I should run I should leave before he could tell me of his hatred. I only pressed my lips against his and licked his lower lip softly, savoring the taste of the sweet snow.