Namae wo Tsukete

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© 2002 Lady Pax

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. But anything original (i.e. Suzuka "Bird Flying" Yoshinari) is copyrighted (©) to me. (You know, this should start being rated R…)

LP: Oh…my…GAWD!!! I GOT OVER THE AFTER-SHOCK OF MY LAST CREATIVE SLUMP!!! YES!!! *silence* *blushes* *shrugs* Oh well! Everybody throw your hands in the air! Wave 'em like ya just don't care! And blah-dee-blah-dee-blah…

Oh yeah, and I'm announcing my two new muses…NOW…

Haer'Dalis – my brand, new, spanking new muse o' comedy. humor, and parody! (seeing as that's the only thing he's good for) Oh yeah, and don't take that 'spanking' thing seriously, Haer. I know how your mind works… *mutters* Hentai…

and…

Death's Daughter – my muse of…general (seeing as she didn't give me a category – but I didn't ask for one, so I wouldn't blame her)!

YAY!! Glad to have you on the team, guys! ^_~  There are still some openings (muses for mystery, angst, fantasy, and romance), so if you guys have a compulsion to join my lil' armada, be my welcome guest! I really need some, still haven't gotten over my muses disowning me… And sorry for the wait on chapter 15!! I know I skipped 14 for the actual fic, realizing the fact that I used that space for the terms and conditions for being my muse – which is still there, need I remind you? – but I'm too lazy to do all that chapter-changing, removing, replacing crap…

Oh yeah – is it just me, or is Suzuka being, though not bluntly nor trying to be, the BIGGEST bitch in the world? Heh… (Relena's not a bitch, she's just a whiny-assed brat) And my friends said she acted like me… *glares at friend, Autumn* DON'T say a WORD…

Oh, this goes to mainly Jenihenpen and Death's Daughter… Heh… Jeni thinks Suzuka is a bitch, I can sense it… And Death's Daughter thinks I'm being very cruel and unusual to make Trowa stay unconscious for so damn, freakin' LONG!! She even tried bribing her readers to "Of Beachhouses and Mermen" to read this and get me to wake him up! Heh… I love reviewers that care about me and my stories so much!

Autumn: Or maybe it's just the stories… *smart-ass smirk*

SHUT UP… *ahem* So, without further ado, here is…

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chapter fifteen – complete with *more* plot twists in buckets! (heh, Deaths' Daughter…) Huh…can I even *fit* anymore in here?!

A few days later, after Suzuka had arrived at the safehouse, and had told Heero of her…fantasist…past, Quatre had taken the shift for one o' clock in the afternoon on Saturday, January 17 to watch Trowa.

The blonde, Arabian pilot yawned, hanging his head in between his knees. Not that he didn't care for his comrade lying unconscious in the bed before him, but all Quatre wanted to do was curl up in his bed and sleep nestled comfortably against Heero's chest – he hadn't slept ever since Suzuka had come, and then some, for many nights before he had to calm the demons that filled Duo's mind with images of Trowa dead…or worse. But sleeping didn't seem likely to happen, seeing as his shift was far from being over. (Incase you guys are wondering, his shift ends at five o' clock PM. ^_^)

Suddenly, he heard rustling, and a low – almost inaudible – moan. He was erect in almost an instant, if fatigue had not worn him down.

"Trowa…" Quatre murmured. The pilot of Heavyarms made small, ragged breaths, and his eyes were going crazy under the lids. Quatre was immediately at his side.

"Trowa!" Quatre hissed. "Trowa!"

He remembered Suzuka telling the four other pilots that when Trowa woke up, to call her immediately. With one last worried glance behind his shoulder at the flinching Trowa, he ran out of the room, and shouted for Suzuka.

"Lady Suzuka!" he yelled. "Trowa's waking up! Trowa's waking—"

"TROWA!!" Duo's baritone voice blocked out Quatre's smaller one.

Two pairs of feet slapped against the hallway, and Quatre saw Heero and Suzuka round the corner of the corridor neck and neck. Suzuka managed to get a little ahead, and entered the room first.

Suzuka limped over to Trowa's bedside, and put a lithe hand on his forehead, and winced at how hot it was – even in the immense coldness of the surrounding air. "Trowa…" she murmured. "Trowa…answer me… Open your eyes, Trowa."

The eyes under the lids slowed, and they cracked open. "Mah…" Trowa groaned.

Suzuka grinned. "Welcome back to the Land of the Living, Trowa Barton," she said placidly. "How do you feel?" Suzuka scooted back some when she heard Trowa whimper, and move back in his bed – or *try* to, anyway. 'Oh my Goddess…' Suzuka thought. 'He's still scared…of me! I've been taking care of him for who-knows-how-long! And this is the thanks I get!? Psh…'

Suzuka groaned. "Get 02 in here," she said.

"I'm right here," said a small voice. Suzuka turned to see Duo standing there, his violet eyes wide at the sight of his koi's eyes open. "Trowa…" he murmured.

The 03 pilot looked at Duo, and his breath hitched in his chest. "D-Duo…" Trowa whispered before breathing – or lack, thereof – became a problem. He took a small breath, though it proved to be in vain as soon as Duo latched himself to the taller boy's shoulders.

"Trowa," Duo sobbed. "Don't do that again, Trowa… I-I need you here…by my side…always… Trowa, yo lo amo…"

The Heavyarms pilot's heart ached for something, something that this boy he hardly remembered could give, and without thinking, he whispered, "Igualmente…"

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LP: Yep…that's it! Heh… That was REALLY short, I know… But this damn creative slump has got me again!! *grr* SORRY!! I'll get the next chapter (16) up as soon as possible! Meanwhile, read my other story "The Love of a Child"! It's about Duo and Trowa adopting/having a daughter (Hehe, thanks Ms. Winner), and when someone targets the G-boys loved ones… Not as damn stupid as it sounds… ^_^'

Oh yeah, and 'yo lo amo' means 'I love you' in Spanish. Seeing as no one really knows what ethnicity Trowa is (Latin *does* have over seven branches of ethnicities and languages), I made him Hispanic… (Go you, Andréa!) And incase you don't know, Hispanic means being of American/Mexican heritage, or just a better word for being Mexican… But seeing as none of the G-boys are *direct* ethnicities, Trowa probably can't be classified as Hispanic. But sadly, being just a GW-crazed, 13-year-old girl (read: my new and improved bio), I don't know the word for being Mexican/Japanese or vice-versa… ^_^'

Oh, and 'Igualmente' means 'likewise'… Not as corny as it sounds in English…