Silence

By: Silent Lullaby

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

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Finally it is completed. This is the much belated final chapter of silence. I hope it was worth the wait. I'll probably start posting my next story after my research paper for English is finished and turned in. Considering its worth three test grades I can't afford to try to balance my desire to update regularly and need to get a good grade.

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"Quatre."

A shiver runs down my spine causing my head to rise. That voice, I know that I've never heard it before but it seems so familiar. No one else is here but me and Heero, could it have been?

"Heero, you spoke?"

My chest feels tight with a breath I can't release. Was it really him? It sounded just like I imagined his voice but could it really be so?

"Hai."

It is, it really is his voice. It sound rough from disuse but it's still beautiful to hear.

I know I'm walking towards the place I heard him but it feels like I'm not moving at all. Even as my fingers caress his cheek it's hard to believe this is real, it's just too perfect, too surreal. I know he's smiling, and I am as well. Our head rest against one another, his bangs brushing against my nose, tickling me. I can feel his breath as it mingles with my own. His scent surrounding me.

"Quatre."

"Holy shit, he can talk!"

I would have fallen over if Heero hadn't been there to catch me. I hadn't heard anyone walk up to us, but then I wasn't focusing on anything other that Heero.
"Duo, you shouldn't use that word its bad, and Dorothy says that the nuns don't think it's holy at all."

"It's a figure of speech and hearing Heero talk was a hell of a surprise.
You're right though I should watch my language around little ladies like yourself Ms. Releana."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. Leave it to Duo to say something like that.

"That's a naughty word too."

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"Indeed it is little lady, but if Doll face Dorothy can forgive a scoundrel like me for such vulgar language, I'd like to take you out for a ice cream to make it up to you."

It's sweet how happy the kid gets with the promise of frozen confections. Between her and the lovey dovey couple next to me I'm going to get a cavity. I can't believe Heero spoke. I know I'll be as confused as hell once I get a chance to think it over but for now it's really sweet seeing Quatre nuzzle up with the nearly always silent Yuy. He's really living up to his nickname, he's practically purring like a feline.

They should probably be left alone. I know I wouldn't like a bunch of people staring when Trowa and I have a moment. Besides I promised Releana an Ice cream and I never tell a lie.

"Well Ms. Releana it's about time we get going. I think they need a little time to themselves and if I recall I owe you an ice cream."

She's a sweet kid though at times a bit obsessive. I guess she's that way because she lost so much at such a young age.

"Can Dorothy come too?"

"Of course little lady, but if you don't mind I'd like to invite my gentleman friend along as well. He'll never admit to it but he adores cookie dough ice cream."

She happily agrees before racing off in the direction we last saw Trowa. I'll never figure out how little kids can run so fast with such short legs. I guess it's a good thing I'm a child at heart because I need to play catch up. Within moments I've caught up to her only to run right into our goal. Not that I mind being in a tangle of limbs with Trowa but his foot is prodding at my ribs in a most uncomfortable way.

"We were just looking for you. I'm taking the little lady, pardon, ladies to get some ice cream and we wanted you to join us in our glorious expedition to the closest malt shop."

Is it just me or is he drop dead gorgeous when he smiles. I mean come on, beautiful green eyes, radical hair, and I can't figure out where that ice cream goes cause it ain't showing on him. I should probably get my mind out of the bedroom and back to frozen delights.

"In that case onward to the garage. I don't think Quatre will mind if I borrow that sweet little mustang, his sister Silvia never drives it. How she can pass it up for a Mercedes I'll never know. After all I can't fit all of you my motorcycle, deathsythe just wasn't built for it."

Grabbing each of their hands we make our way to the delicious black convertible parked all by her lonesome. I mean those stiff limos and even that new beetle can't be much company. Not only is it a classic it's my favorite colors. Black with dark violet leather interior. I love my motorcycle but you can't say no to a beauty that can beckon like that.

"Duo don't salivate on the car."

"You're just jealous, besides I need to save that for my jamocha freeze."

As soon as I hear the click of their seat belts we're gone. I still love to checkout the scenery, just at a fast pace that the average guy. What can I say, I'm a speed demon.

It really is beautiful out here though. I love seeing the world but I have to do it so that I'm so stressed that I can't appreciate things. Here I've been able to unwind and it's amazing how I notice things. Like the color of the trees match Trowa's eyes and how people mean to me. I've always tried to be an older brother of sorts to Quatre since he needed more than his sisters to be there for him. It seems like not Heero has the job to watch over him and I'm glad. I'll always be a brother of sorts but Heero will be the protective lover who will sweep him off his feet.

Swinging in fast I hear a screech of the tires as we park right up front.

"I'm driving on the way home."

"But Trowa, I'm a safe driver, never been in an accident and you totaled your Kawasaki street bike."

God his smile gets me every time.

"Yes but we may very well die of heart attacks or be crushed by the g-force love."

I give him my best pout before grabbing his hand and lifting Relena up onto my shoulder with the other. The bell tied to the door sings as we enter, just like a family. I always wanted to family, probably because I had never been apart of one, never had parents as a kid. Maybe I can convince Trowa of adopting a kid, maybe not now, we're still only kids ourselves, but someday.

"One Jamocha freeze, a double scoop cookie dough on a waffle cone and what do you and Dorothy feel like having today Ms. Relena?

She looks so serious as she looks at the various flavors as if she were considering important documents vital to world peace. Finally she stands very straight and looks at the woman behind the counter.

"I would like strawberry vanilla swirl please. In a sugar cone if that's alright."

Trowa walks off to get us a table as we wait for our orders. Releana's happily chatting with her doll as if it could talk right back to her.

"Thanks again for the idea. You were right Dorothy, Heero did get better and Quatre's happy too. They're both so nice to me I'm glad I could make them happy. You'll have to tell me sometime how you knew those gifts would do that."

"SO you really believe that Dorothy told you to do all that Ms. Relena?"

She looks up and me and smiles, her arms wrapped around a smug looking blonde doll. Smug? Yes, it looks as if it had just conquered the world, or eaten all the cookies, whichever you prefer. Not only that, but Releana is looking at me with a serious expression on her cherub face.

"I know she did."

As I take our orders from the woman behind the counter I can't help but smile. Looking back at Releana I knee to her level and hand her her Ice cream cone.

"I guess anything is possible then."

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"Ahh, Mr. Yuy right this way, Dr. Po is just finishing with the Mr. Winner's treatment."

I nod and smile as the nurse before walking into the doctors office. There a young woman with thick braids on both shoulders stands beside an odd look machine. Sitting with an odd head piece that attaches to the machine is my blonde beauty, Quatre.

"We're almost done. I didn't think we would make it this far, though I still don't think we can ever fully restore his sight to what it should be, I don't think either of you disagree with glasses. Though he will have to continue with the mental exercises and ever six months he needs to come here for treatment."

Just as she finishes the last flash of light fades and the head piece raised from Quatre's head, reveling endless sea blue eyes. They blankly star at me as I walk up and embrace my little prince. Pulling away slightly I can see his eyes focus slowly. A smile forming on his cupid bow lips.

"It's good to see you Heero."