Different Worlds, Same hearts
By: Trunks lil sis
Wow now, this really is turning out weird. And what's even more surprising is that I'm actually sticking to my plot, I don't think that's ever happening in my history as a writer of fan fiction.
Well, if you've made it this far into the story then you're not too freaked out by my mind and you know this is Yaoi. And for all you 1x2 fans don't worry, I will have some Heero/Duo interaction coming up in the next few chapters
This is progressing nicely and the plot is unfolding but if you are one of those people that just can't stand not to know the plot email me at Trunkslilsis@cs.com and I'll give you a bit of information that had to be cut out of the chapters. Such as just what is going on with this darkness thing, and Quatre's past that is slowly being played out. And due to a review I received asking chapters to be longer I tried, really, it's 800 words longer then I usually make them, I'll try for a 1000 words longer next time.
Chapter Five
"Are you sure no one saw you leaving?" Cathy questioned Heero while pulling her cloak closer. After a short nod she relaxed and motioned for them to start walking.
"Quatre asked that we approach from the north, all other direction are on the order to shoot and kill." Trowa pulled on his horse's reigns and followed after his sister.
"That's real nice, but what if we're walking into a trap?" Trowa gave Heero a hard look before turning back to the moon that had almost completely risen into the black sky.
"I trust Quatre, and you should trust me." Trowa climbed up onto his horse and patted him on the head. "This is one of the best horses in the village. He won't let us walk, or ride, into a trap."
Heero shook his head and climbed up on this horse. "Lets just go before I change my mind." Trowa vaguely heard Heero mutter to himself but chose not to say anything to the already agitated boy.
They rode in silence for a long time, only the sound of the horses echoed into the night. Trowa swore that it was the silence that pushed him on. In some ways he felt that he needed the quiet motivation.
As the group passed over the last hill, the moon hit it's peek and Trowa spotted a semi-large group standing a bit away. It took Trowa mere seconds to spot Quatre, and in that time his heart had melted. He had never seen anything that beautiful, and suddenly he froze. His mind argued that he didn't deserve Quatre; he didn't deserve a chance with the angel.
He met Heero's eyes with sorrow as he attempted to turn back. Heero's hand shot of nowhere and gripped Trowa's arm. "No you don't! I did not break the village rules by leaving after dark, steal horses for us all and ride to the gods awful Terran kingdom, so you could get one look at this Quatre, and turn back. You are going over there if I have to pull you." Trowa sighed and dismounted off his horse. After a few more seconds of delay, Trowa began to walk forward, towards his destiny.
When he acquired a full, up close view of Quatre, his breath caught in his throat and the world seemed to spin. "I'm glad you could come, Trowa." Quatre's soft-flowing voice seemed to wash over him, giving off a warm, comforting feeling.
"I am blessed to see you again, Prince Quatre." He bowed deeply to the shorter in front of him, and turned back to his companions. "I hope you don't mind that I brought my sister and Heero along." Quatre smiled and shook his head lightly.
"I'm glad you did." He paused to let his eyes wander worriedly over the forest behind Trowa. "I don't mean to press, but the sooner we return to the castle, the better." Quatre mounted his white horse and motioned to Trowa. "I have much to show you, but I'm sure you want a good night's rest first."
Trowa was a bit unsure of where he should ride, until Quatre reached back to pull him forward so their horses marched in pace. "I really am happy you came Trowa, very happy." Trowa smiled at the blond, while Heero glared, and Cathy gazed happily at the couple.
As they arrived at the castle, the young druids could only watch in amazement as Quatre fought off his personal guard's pleas for him not to leave again.
Quatre led them down two hallways, three right turns, two left turns, followed by two more levels of stairs, Quatre stopped. The young druids almost collapsed in exhaustion.
"Trowa this is your room." Quatre pointed to the first door. "Cathy, you're a door down and, Heero, is it?" Quatre knew his name all too well but decided to have just a little fun with the boy. "Your right here." He tapped the door directly across from Trowa's. "There are a few servants at the end of this hall that will see to your every need, and if you need me, I'm another floor up, first door on the right." Quatre flashed Trowa another smile and a small one to Cathy, before excusing himself but promising to return in the morning for breakfast.
Trowa stepped into his room and was shocked once again. From floor to ceiling the room was filled with fineries and drapes of silk. Tapestries filled the spaces, and paintings hung on the walls. Trowa collapsed onto the soft bed and dreams of Quatre rode over his consciousness.
As the first rays of sunlight peeked into the room, Trowa was aware of someone else in the room. He rose off the bed and his green eyes met dull blue ones.
"I'm Lily, Master Trowa and I've been assigned to you. Prince Quatre sent me to wake you, bring you breakfast and prepare you a bath. Prince Quatre also sends his deepest regards that he couldn't be here for breakfast this morning." Trowa frowned, was something wrong with Quatre?
Placing his feet on the soft carpet he asked the servant girl, "What's wrong?" He allowed her to pull him over to the dining area of the room, while she explained.
"Prince Quatre was called away to the council very early this morning, but he asked me to tell you that he will attend lunch with you in the gardens." Trowa nodded as he slipped into a chair and the young girl placed a tray of breads, fruit, and nuts in front of him.
"I was told you are a druid, so I made sure to serve you a meatless breakfast. I hope it meets your approval." She bowed once to him before stepping back. Trowa gave the girl a half smile.
"You don't have to bother yourself with me." Trowa stated and horror rushed over the girls features.
"Yes, I must. My prince asked it and I do what he asks." The girl hurried away to remake Trowa's bed. "I'll be preparing you a bath now, and the tailor will be here in a few hours to fit you."
Trowa's eyes narrowed, assuming it as an insult. "And what is wrong with my clothes?" The servant flinched at his voice and turned back to him after she had finished with his bedding.
"I meant no disrespect, but my prince commanded a few outfits be made for special occasions such as the ball tonight and the upcoming wedding of a personal friend. Trowa nodded in understanding. Quatre wasn't trying to make him into a different person, not at all. "I believe your companions will be joining you for fittings just before lunch."
Trowa leaned back in his chair and began to eat, while the servant moved into the conjoining bathroom to draw his water.
Just an hour later, Trowa had eaten a fine breakfast and bathed in a warm flower bath. The servant had left to fetch the tailor, and his sister and Heero now sat in his company.
"I hardly deem this being a good host." Heero stated crossing his arms and sitting in a spare chair.
"Don't be a fool, Heero. You know Quatre is a prince, and from what I've heard, the acting ruler. He has many responsibilities, and I can't drag him away from them. Try to enjoy yourself, the tailor will be here soon. We're going to a ball later." Trowa sat carefully on the newly made bed. "You don't have to stay, I'll be fine."
Heero shook his head. "I came all the way here, I'm not going back alone to take the fall without you guys." Cathy smiled at the two males. Maybe they would see eye to eye on something, finally.
"He's endangering your health, your highness!" Quatre sat back down in his seat and rubbed his temple. In the very early morning hours, the council had requested his presence to talk about a very 'serious' issue. It had turned out the council had just wanted to voice it's disapproval of Quatre's choice in friends.
"Let me make this as clear as possible." Quatre had lost his cool an hour ago. He disliked being dragged out of bed and he really wanted to see Trowa. "My friends will be staying for as long as they want. Not you, or anyone else, will stop them because the are my guests." Quatre stood and crossed the room to the door. "I expect not to be bothered again today, unless war its self comes knocking at the door!"
Turing from the council he exited the room towards the garden. If he wasn't mistaken, it was about noon and he had a lunch party to attend.
Quatre walked happily down his halls, completely forgetting the council and all of his troubles. He paused just before a stairway to look out a window that over looked the gardens on the south side. If he looked hard enough, he could just make out a few shapes in the garden. This brightened his heart just a bit.
"Prince Quatre?" Quatre turned to look at the soldier rushing to catch up to him, Quatre stopped politely for his friend.
"What can I help you with Symil?" The elder man took in a few more deep breaths of air before straitening up and bowing deeply to his prince.
"We sent out a rescue party to look for the Silveran group, and we just received word by hawk that three out of the sixteen reached their destination alive." Quatre paled at the news. Only idiots attacked those with Silver blood. Idiots and those who wished for death. What plagued Quatre even more was that someone would be stupid enough to attack Duo after seeing him. Everyone in the forest knew who he was, and surely any fool looking into his eyes would have a clue as to just what he was half of.
"Was Duo part of that group?" Hope rode in his voice; if Duo had perished another war would start, more then likely involving his kingdom.
"We haven't received word on that, our hawks just returned from the long journey with the number and that they would be coming back on this day." Quatre frowned.
"Wouldn't it be safe for the three remaining ones to stay where they are safe? If they were attacked on the way home, wouldn't they be targeted on the way back?" Questions swam in his mind as Symil gave him a shrug.
"We should expect them late tonight or early tomorrow, they are still in the process of deciding if it is safe to stop for the night. I would like your permission to send extra troops to meet them and escort them back, just for safety reasons." Quatre nodded forcefully.
"You will tell me the moment they arrive back? I wish to be woken at all hours if I am asleep, this is very important." Symil bowed once again before nodding and rushed back to his post.
Quatre's spirits had lifted just a bit at the new of survivors as he entered the gardens minutes later. He was directed by a guard to the middle of the garden, where he caught a glimpse of Trowa talking with his companions.
"I profusely apologize for my tardiness." Quatre took his seat and smiled warmly at Trowa. "There are a few things troubling my mind at the moment." Trowa's smile back at him eased his nervousness.
"No apogees necessary, we would like to express our humble thanks for your hospitality." Quatre's eyes passed from Trowa to Cathy who winked at him and finally to Heero to averted his eyes. Shock took the young prince as a warm hand found his under the table, and away from prying eyes.
Quatre blushed and waved the soldiers watching away. Though most of them hesitated, they all eventually left the four alone. "I assume a tailor came this morning? I mean no disrespect in my actions, I assure you." Trowa accepted Quatre's words as perfect truth, as it was.
"Why will we need these new clothes?" Heero asked while taking a sip of his tea. Quatre sipped his own tea and tried his best to understand where Heero was coming from. Heero was only along for his friend, and Quatre could tell in no way did the boy like him.
"I must attend a few banquets, a wedding, and a ceremony. I was hoping that you would honor me and join me." A wishful look flowed on his features while Heero mentally debated it. Trowa had made his decision to accept only a few seconds after the request, and Cathy followed his example. Now they were waiting on Heero's decision.
"All right." Quatre smiled proudly at getting the boy to cooperate for the time being.
"I was wondering if you would like to see the castle?" He spoke directly to Trowa but the invitation was open to everyone.
"Sorry your Highness, but I think I'm just going to enjoy the weather in the gardens, and maybe visit the lake I saw on the way here." Trowa noticed a bit of concern on Quatre's face.
"That is fine Miss Cathy. I've instructed my men that you are to have access to almost anything you wish but I must request that you take a soldier with you if you are to travel away from the castle. Even if it is just to the Lake. My apologies, but we are having a small problem in the lands with wild beasts, and I do not wish for any harm to come to you." Quatre told the girl truthfully. They were having troubles; they just at the moment couldn't identify what it was.
"I'll just spend my time in the library." Heero paused. "You do have a library?" Quatre beamed and Trowa felt swooned at Quatre's beauty.
"Yes, two stories. Feel free to read whatever you wish." Heero merely mumbled something under his breath before turning back to his lunch.
"I would be delighted, Quatre." Trowa squeezed his hand and felt a small spark again. "Will we begin after lunch?"
Quatre nodded to Trowa. "I have reserved the whole day for us, and let us pray no problems arrive for just one day." Quatre and Trowa shared a small chuckle and vaguely Quatre wondered why he was voicing his inner thoughts. He couldn't figure out just what about Trowa made him want to spill his soul into the boy's hands. He was practically willing to hand over his heart.
Lunch was spent without interruptions, much to a happy Quatre. And just as the sun hit it's peek Cathy excused herself to the gardens and Quatre asked a page to direct Heero to the library. At that moment, Trowa and Quatre were left alone.
"You really have no idea what this means to me." Quatre's head hung low as tears threatened to spill out. "Forgive me if I'm being a fool but I feel a connection with you Trowa, it seems like I've known you in my heart for a very long time."
Trowa's eyes softened as his angel spoke with a pleading voice. Raising Quatre's chin with his hand he forced the blond to look into his eyes. "I've loved you since I was born. There is something that draws me to you, and I am thankful for what the gods have bestowed upon me." Just as Trowa was about to capture Quatre in a kiss, Eylsin came strolling into the gardens. The old wizard cleared this throat and caught the attention of both males.
"My Prince." The old man bowed to Quatre who caught the amusement and warning in his voice. "How are you this morning, and who is your companion?" the old man questioned, but Quatre soon caught on. This was Eylsin's way of being nosey.
"Fine, old friend." Quatre smiled back to let the man know he had caught his trick. "This is my friend Trowa, he'll be visiting for a while." The wizard looked the boy over, and continued on his way. Quatre mental cheered, Eylsin hadn't requested that Quatre be supervised by a guard, meaning he approved of Trowa.
Quatre blushed and motioned back to the castle. "Well, would you like a tour?" Trowa allowed Quatre to lead him out of the gardens and back up the path to the castle.
Quatre led Trowa through the never-ending halls, and up stairs until they stopped in front of a large door. At that moment, Quatre looked back to Trowa with a solemn look. "I've never shown this to anyone, please tell me you won't break my heart."
Trowa had to bend down slowly but gently pressed his lips to Quatre's pouring his heart into the beautiful one. "Never." He whispered, as Quatre produced a key and pressed it into the hole. After a click was heard, Quatre turned the handle and pushed open the door lightly.
He took the candle he had brought up with him, and very slowly began to light the other candles in the room. Trowa's green eyes lit in surprise as beautiful portraits of a blond woman lit up. She was very beautiful, Trowa noticed, and Quatre's gaze seemed to linger on each one of the dozens.
"Who is she?" Quatre shut the door before turning back to the taller male.
"My mother." Quatre remained silent as he reached out to touch her picture. "She left for her home lands when I was only a few summers old, she promised to return, but she never did. I don't remember what she looks like anymore. I drew these." Sadness held in his voice as he pulled his hand away from the picture.
"How did you draw her if you can't remember what she looks like?" These pictures were perfect, flawless, as if the woman herself had been in the room when they were created.
"I saw her," Quatre's eyes seemed to be the door to his soul when he looked to Trowa. "In my dreams. I saw her with me." Trowa worried for the blond who had seemingly become detached from the life around him.
"What was her name?" Trowa wondered briefly on something before hearing Quatre's answer.
"Catherine (1). Her name was Catherine." Trowa frowned in thought. "She was a druid you know." Trowa froze at this news. "She was the daughter of Keithson, Head Druid of the Northeastern Earth Druids, but they all died shortly after she left to marry my father."
Trowa placed a hand on the wall to steady himself. "There's a story that floats around my village. It's about a beautiful Woman who married a Man and became the queen of his country. She produced an heir before leaving for the skies." Trowa laughed to himself and tried to ignore Quatre's expression. "Of course, this was an invented story by the oldest druid in my village, and the woman was an immortal, a goddess."
Quatre slowly began to blow out the candles and walk over to the door. "We had better get on with the tour. There's still so much to see." As Quatre led Trowa away, he couldn't help but feeling guilty. Quatre had wanted to show him the gallery, and he had been the one to bring up the old myth that clearly upset Quatre.
"Where are we going next?" Trowa tried to liven his angel, but some how he knew the rest of the tour would be held in awkward silence.
"Come on, we've only got to make it a bit more!" Duo struggled up a hill while pulling the two beings behind him. A mother held her child close to her body as Duo gripped his sword tightly.
"Tell me, why are we leaving? Most of our friends have been killed, and we are walking back into the danger!" The woman protested while Duo pushed through some trees.
"There is something tracking us, I don't know how it's doing it, but it's following us. If we stayed any more at the Silver Springs, we would have lead this thing strait to us. Everyone might have been killed. Once we pass through to the Terran kingdom, this creature cannot follow us."
Duo labored to help the woman and her young son up the next, larger hill. "Do you doubt my words?" He questioned her while his eyes met with the joyous sight of men on horses riding towards them. Men bearing the Terran Kingdom symbol.
"You know I would never doubt your word, you kept my son and myself safe. I don't know why it hunts us, but I know we'll make it out with you leading us." Duo allowed himself to smile and embraced his friend lightly.
After they had started back on the path towards the riders, a dark shadow passed over Duo's face. "You might not know what's following us but I have an idea as to what it is." He waved the men on horses towards his location and then looked back towards the darkened woods. "We just might not survive this time."
(1) I'm not sure if her name is said in the Anime version shown on TV but it's Catherine in the Magna so that's her name to me!
-To anyone who bothered to go down this far and read a warning, I'm a big Quatre fan. I love Quatre so much and he was really sorry for what he did to Trowa in the Zero system so when he went to find Trowa and Cathy stepped in his way it meant the bitch was going down! I hate her and she will die!!!!!! No one does that to my Quatre and gets away with it!!! She and Dorothy (who will come into the story later) WILL and I repeat WILL DIE!!!!
Thanks ^ _ ^
Wow now, this really is turning out weird. And what's even more surprising is that I'm actually sticking to my plot, I don't think that's ever happening in my history as a writer of fan fiction.
Well, if you've made it this far into the story then you're not too freaked out by my mind and you know this is Yaoi. And for all you 1x2 fans don't worry, I will have some Heero/Duo interaction coming up in the next few chapters
This is progressing nicely and the plot is unfolding but if you are one of those people that just can't stand not to know the plot email me at Trunkslilsis@cs.com and I'll give you a bit of information that had to be cut out of the chapters. Such as just what is going on with this darkness thing, and Quatre's past that is slowly being played out. And due to a review I received asking chapters to be longer I tried, really, it's 800 words longer then I usually make them, I'll try for a 1000 words longer next time.
Chapter Five
"Are you sure no one saw you leaving?" Cathy questioned Heero while pulling her cloak closer. After a short nod she relaxed and motioned for them to start walking.
"Quatre asked that we approach from the north, all other direction are on the order to shoot and kill." Trowa pulled on his horse's reigns and followed after his sister.
"That's real nice, but what if we're walking into a trap?" Trowa gave Heero a hard look before turning back to the moon that had almost completely risen into the black sky.
"I trust Quatre, and you should trust me." Trowa climbed up onto his horse and patted him on the head. "This is one of the best horses in the village. He won't let us walk, or ride, into a trap."
Heero shook his head and climbed up on this horse. "Lets just go before I change my mind." Trowa vaguely heard Heero mutter to himself but chose not to say anything to the already agitated boy.
They rode in silence for a long time, only the sound of the horses echoed into the night. Trowa swore that it was the silence that pushed him on. In some ways he felt that he needed the quiet motivation.
As the group passed over the last hill, the moon hit it's peek and Trowa spotted a semi-large group standing a bit away. It took Trowa mere seconds to spot Quatre, and in that time his heart had melted. He had never seen anything that beautiful, and suddenly he froze. His mind argued that he didn't deserve Quatre; he didn't deserve a chance with the angel.
He met Heero's eyes with sorrow as he attempted to turn back. Heero's hand shot of nowhere and gripped Trowa's arm. "No you don't! I did not break the village rules by leaving after dark, steal horses for us all and ride to the gods awful Terran kingdom, so you could get one look at this Quatre, and turn back. You are going over there if I have to pull you." Trowa sighed and dismounted off his horse. After a few more seconds of delay, Trowa began to walk forward, towards his destiny.
When he acquired a full, up close view of Quatre, his breath caught in his throat and the world seemed to spin. "I'm glad you could come, Trowa." Quatre's soft-flowing voice seemed to wash over him, giving off a warm, comforting feeling.
"I am blessed to see you again, Prince Quatre." He bowed deeply to the shorter in front of him, and turned back to his companions. "I hope you don't mind that I brought my sister and Heero along." Quatre smiled and shook his head lightly.
"I'm glad you did." He paused to let his eyes wander worriedly over the forest behind Trowa. "I don't mean to press, but the sooner we return to the castle, the better." Quatre mounted his white horse and motioned to Trowa. "I have much to show you, but I'm sure you want a good night's rest first."
Trowa was a bit unsure of where he should ride, until Quatre reached back to pull him forward so their horses marched in pace. "I really am happy you came Trowa, very happy." Trowa smiled at the blond, while Heero glared, and Cathy gazed happily at the couple.
As they arrived at the castle, the young druids could only watch in amazement as Quatre fought off his personal guard's pleas for him not to leave again.
Quatre led them down two hallways, three right turns, two left turns, followed by two more levels of stairs, Quatre stopped. The young druids almost collapsed in exhaustion.
"Trowa this is your room." Quatre pointed to the first door. "Cathy, you're a door down and, Heero, is it?" Quatre knew his name all too well but decided to have just a little fun with the boy. "Your right here." He tapped the door directly across from Trowa's. "There are a few servants at the end of this hall that will see to your every need, and if you need me, I'm another floor up, first door on the right." Quatre flashed Trowa another smile and a small one to Cathy, before excusing himself but promising to return in the morning for breakfast.
Trowa stepped into his room and was shocked once again. From floor to ceiling the room was filled with fineries and drapes of silk. Tapestries filled the spaces, and paintings hung on the walls. Trowa collapsed onto the soft bed and dreams of Quatre rode over his consciousness.
As the first rays of sunlight peeked into the room, Trowa was aware of someone else in the room. He rose off the bed and his green eyes met dull blue ones.
"I'm Lily, Master Trowa and I've been assigned to you. Prince Quatre sent me to wake you, bring you breakfast and prepare you a bath. Prince Quatre also sends his deepest regards that he couldn't be here for breakfast this morning." Trowa frowned, was something wrong with Quatre?
Placing his feet on the soft carpet he asked the servant girl, "What's wrong?" He allowed her to pull him over to the dining area of the room, while she explained.
"Prince Quatre was called away to the council very early this morning, but he asked me to tell you that he will attend lunch with you in the gardens." Trowa nodded as he slipped into a chair and the young girl placed a tray of breads, fruit, and nuts in front of him.
"I was told you are a druid, so I made sure to serve you a meatless breakfast. I hope it meets your approval." She bowed once to him before stepping back. Trowa gave the girl a half smile.
"You don't have to bother yourself with me." Trowa stated and horror rushed over the girls features.
"Yes, I must. My prince asked it and I do what he asks." The girl hurried away to remake Trowa's bed. "I'll be preparing you a bath now, and the tailor will be here in a few hours to fit you."
Trowa's eyes narrowed, assuming it as an insult. "And what is wrong with my clothes?" The servant flinched at his voice and turned back to him after she had finished with his bedding.
"I meant no disrespect, but my prince commanded a few outfits be made for special occasions such as the ball tonight and the upcoming wedding of a personal friend. Trowa nodded in understanding. Quatre wasn't trying to make him into a different person, not at all. "I believe your companions will be joining you for fittings just before lunch."
Trowa leaned back in his chair and began to eat, while the servant moved into the conjoining bathroom to draw his water.
Just an hour later, Trowa had eaten a fine breakfast and bathed in a warm flower bath. The servant had left to fetch the tailor, and his sister and Heero now sat in his company.
"I hardly deem this being a good host." Heero stated crossing his arms and sitting in a spare chair.
"Don't be a fool, Heero. You know Quatre is a prince, and from what I've heard, the acting ruler. He has many responsibilities, and I can't drag him away from them. Try to enjoy yourself, the tailor will be here soon. We're going to a ball later." Trowa sat carefully on the newly made bed. "You don't have to stay, I'll be fine."
Heero shook his head. "I came all the way here, I'm not going back alone to take the fall without you guys." Cathy smiled at the two males. Maybe they would see eye to eye on something, finally.
"He's endangering your health, your highness!" Quatre sat back down in his seat and rubbed his temple. In the very early morning hours, the council had requested his presence to talk about a very 'serious' issue. It had turned out the council had just wanted to voice it's disapproval of Quatre's choice in friends.
"Let me make this as clear as possible." Quatre had lost his cool an hour ago. He disliked being dragged out of bed and he really wanted to see Trowa. "My friends will be staying for as long as they want. Not you, or anyone else, will stop them because the are my guests." Quatre stood and crossed the room to the door. "I expect not to be bothered again today, unless war its self comes knocking at the door!"
Turing from the council he exited the room towards the garden. If he wasn't mistaken, it was about noon and he had a lunch party to attend.
Quatre walked happily down his halls, completely forgetting the council and all of his troubles. He paused just before a stairway to look out a window that over looked the gardens on the south side. If he looked hard enough, he could just make out a few shapes in the garden. This brightened his heart just a bit.
"Prince Quatre?" Quatre turned to look at the soldier rushing to catch up to him, Quatre stopped politely for his friend.
"What can I help you with Symil?" The elder man took in a few more deep breaths of air before straitening up and bowing deeply to his prince.
"We sent out a rescue party to look for the Silveran group, and we just received word by hawk that three out of the sixteen reached their destination alive." Quatre paled at the news. Only idiots attacked those with Silver blood. Idiots and those who wished for death. What plagued Quatre even more was that someone would be stupid enough to attack Duo after seeing him. Everyone in the forest knew who he was, and surely any fool looking into his eyes would have a clue as to just what he was half of.
"Was Duo part of that group?" Hope rode in his voice; if Duo had perished another war would start, more then likely involving his kingdom.
"We haven't received word on that, our hawks just returned from the long journey with the number and that they would be coming back on this day." Quatre frowned.
"Wouldn't it be safe for the three remaining ones to stay where they are safe? If they were attacked on the way home, wouldn't they be targeted on the way back?" Questions swam in his mind as Symil gave him a shrug.
"We should expect them late tonight or early tomorrow, they are still in the process of deciding if it is safe to stop for the night. I would like your permission to send extra troops to meet them and escort them back, just for safety reasons." Quatre nodded forcefully.
"You will tell me the moment they arrive back? I wish to be woken at all hours if I am asleep, this is very important." Symil bowed once again before nodding and rushed back to his post.
Quatre's spirits had lifted just a bit at the new of survivors as he entered the gardens minutes later. He was directed by a guard to the middle of the garden, where he caught a glimpse of Trowa talking with his companions.
"I profusely apologize for my tardiness." Quatre took his seat and smiled warmly at Trowa. "There are a few things troubling my mind at the moment." Trowa's smile back at him eased his nervousness.
"No apogees necessary, we would like to express our humble thanks for your hospitality." Quatre's eyes passed from Trowa to Cathy who winked at him and finally to Heero to averted his eyes. Shock took the young prince as a warm hand found his under the table, and away from prying eyes.
Quatre blushed and waved the soldiers watching away. Though most of them hesitated, they all eventually left the four alone. "I assume a tailor came this morning? I mean no disrespect in my actions, I assure you." Trowa accepted Quatre's words as perfect truth, as it was.
"Why will we need these new clothes?" Heero asked while taking a sip of his tea. Quatre sipped his own tea and tried his best to understand where Heero was coming from. Heero was only along for his friend, and Quatre could tell in no way did the boy like him.
"I must attend a few banquets, a wedding, and a ceremony. I was hoping that you would honor me and join me." A wishful look flowed on his features while Heero mentally debated it. Trowa had made his decision to accept only a few seconds after the request, and Cathy followed his example. Now they were waiting on Heero's decision.
"All right." Quatre smiled proudly at getting the boy to cooperate for the time being.
"I was wondering if you would like to see the castle?" He spoke directly to Trowa but the invitation was open to everyone.
"Sorry your Highness, but I think I'm just going to enjoy the weather in the gardens, and maybe visit the lake I saw on the way here." Trowa noticed a bit of concern on Quatre's face.
"That is fine Miss Cathy. I've instructed my men that you are to have access to almost anything you wish but I must request that you take a soldier with you if you are to travel away from the castle. Even if it is just to the Lake. My apologies, but we are having a small problem in the lands with wild beasts, and I do not wish for any harm to come to you." Quatre told the girl truthfully. They were having troubles; they just at the moment couldn't identify what it was.
"I'll just spend my time in the library." Heero paused. "You do have a library?" Quatre beamed and Trowa felt swooned at Quatre's beauty.
"Yes, two stories. Feel free to read whatever you wish." Heero merely mumbled something under his breath before turning back to his lunch.
"I would be delighted, Quatre." Trowa squeezed his hand and felt a small spark again. "Will we begin after lunch?"
Quatre nodded to Trowa. "I have reserved the whole day for us, and let us pray no problems arrive for just one day." Quatre and Trowa shared a small chuckle and vaguely Quatre wondered why he was voicing his inner thoughts. He couldn't figure out just what about Trowa made him want to spill his soul into the boy's hands. He was practically willing to hand over his heart.
Lunch was spent without interruptions, much to a happy Quatre. And just as the sun hit it's peek Cathy excused herself to the gardens and Quatre asked a page to direct Heero to the library. At that moment, Trowa and Quatre were left alone.
"You really have no idea what this means to me." Quatre's head hung low as tears threatened to spill out. "Forgive me if I'm being a fool but I feel a connection with you Trowa, it seems like I've known you in my heart for a very long time."
Trowa's eyes softened as his angel spoke with a pleading voice. Raising Quatre's chin with his hand he forced the blond to look into his eyes. "I've loved you since I was born. There is something that draws me to you, and I am thankful for what the gods have bestowed upon me." Just as Trowa was about to capture Quatre in a kiss, Eylsin came strolling into the gardens. The old wizard cleared this throat and caught the attention of both males.
"My Prince." The old man bowed to Quatre who caught the amusement and warning in his voice. "How are you this morning, and who is your companion?" the old man questioned, but Quatre soon caught on. This was Eylsin's way of being nosey.
"Fine, old friend." Quatre smiled back to let the man know he had caught his trick. "This is my friend Trowa, he'll be visiting for a while." The wizard looked the boy over, and continued on his way. Quatre mental cheered, Eylsin hadn't requested that Quatre be supervised by a guard, meaning he approved of Trowa.
Quatre blushed and motioned back to the castle. "Well, would you like a tour?" Trowa allowed Quatre to lead him out of the gardens and back up the path to the castle.
Quatre led Trowa through the never-ending halls, and up stairs until they stopped in front of a large door. At that moment, Quatre looked back to Trowa with a solemn look. "I've never shown this to anyone, please tell me you won't break my heart."
Trowa had to bend down slowly but gently pressed his lips to Quatre's pouring his heart into the beautiful one. "Never." He whispered, as Quatre produced a key and pressed it into the hole. After a click was heard, Quatre turned the handle and pushed open the door lightly.
He took the candle he had brought up with him, and very slowly began to light the other candles in the room. Trowa's green eyes lit in surprise as beautiful portraits of a blond woman lit up. She was very beautiful, Trowa noticed, and Quatre's gaze seemed to linger on each one of the dozens.
"Who is she?" Quatre shut the door before turning back to the taller male.
"My mother." Quatre remained silent as he reached out to touch her picture. "She left for her home lands when I was only a few summers old, she promised to return, but she never did. I don't remember what she looks like anymore. I drew these." Sadness held in his voice as he pulled his hand away from the picture.
"How did you draw her if you can't remember what she looks like?" These pictures were perfect, flawless, as if the woman herself had been in the room when they were created.
"I saw her," Quatre's eyes seemed to be the door to his soul when he looked to Trowa. "In my dreams. I saw her with me." Trowa worried for the blond who had seemingly become detached from the life around him.
"What was her name?" Trowa wondered briefly on something before hearing Quatre's answer.
"Catherine (1). Her name was Catherine." Trowa frowned in thought. "She was a druid you know." Trowa froze at this news. "She was the daughter of Keithson, Head Druid of the Northeastern Earth Druids, but they all died shortly after she left to marry my father."
Trowa placed a hand on the wall to steady himself. "There's a story that floats around my village. It's about a beautiful Woman who married a Man and became the queen of his country. She produced an heir before leaving for the skies." Trowa laughed to himself and tried to ignore Quatre's expression. "Of course, this was an invented story by the oldest druid in my village, and the woman was an immortal, a goddess."
Quatre slowly began to blow out the candles and walk over to the door. "We had better get on with the tour. There's still so much to see." As Quatre led Trowa away, he couldn't help but feeling guilty. Quatre had wanted to show him the gallery, and he had been the one to bring up the old myth that clearly upset Quatre.
"Where are we going next?" Trowa tried to liven his angel, but some how he knew the rest of the tour would be held in awkward silence.
"Come on, we've only got to make it a bit more!" Duo struggled up a hill while pulling the two beings behind him. A mother held her child close to her body as Duo gripped his sword tightly.
"Tell me, why are we leaving? Most of our friends have been killed, and we are walking back into the danger!" The woman protested while Duo pushed through some trees.
"There is something tracking us, I don't know how it's doing it, but it's following us. If we stayed any more at the Silver Springs, we would have lead this thing strait to us. Everyone might have been killed. Once we pass through to the Terran kingdom, this creature cannot follow us."
Duo labored to help the woman and her young son up the next, larger hill. "Do you doubt my words?" He questioned her while his eyes met with the joyous sight of men on horses riding towards them. Men bearing the Terran Kingdom symbol.
"You know I would never doubt your word, you kept my son and myself safe. I don't know why it hunts us, but I know we'll make it out with you leading us." Duo allowed himself to smile and embraced his friend lightly.
After they had started back on the path towards the riders, a dark shadow passed over Duo's face. "You might not know what's following us but I have an idea as to what it is." He waved the men on horses towards his location and then looked back towards the darkened woods. "We just might not survive this time."
(1) I'm not sure if her name is said in the Anime version shown on TV but it's Catherine in the Magna so that's her name to me!
-To anyone who bothered to go down this far and read a warning, I'm a big Quatre fan. I love Quatre so much and he was really sorry for what he did to Trowa in the Zero system so when he went to find Trowa and Cathy stepped in his way it meant the bitch was going down! I hate her and she will die!!!!!! No one does that to my Quatre and gets away with it!!! She and Dorothy (who will come into the story later) WILL and I repeat WILL DIE!!!!
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