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Wait and See.

By Bubblegum Thai.

Chapter 4; Dreaming of you.

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"Now that the war's over . . . what are you going to do, Areia?"

The voice broke her out of her thoughts and startled, she blinked several times, turning to face her heart-shaped face that resting against her Auburn hair,

"I'm going to try and find my family . . . they must be out there . . . somewhere . . ." She whispered in reply,

"Hmmmm."

"What about you, Duo?" She asked, closing her eyes again as the arm that was draped over her body, tightened around her bare waist,

"I haven't really decided yet . . . probably go back to L2 and get into the scrap metal business . . . yeah . . . that sounds cool . . ."

Areia smiled faintly,

"So . . . what does all this mean . . .?" She finally murmured,

"I dunno . . . what do you want it to mean?"

"Well, that sure as hell makes no sense!"

"Do you wanna come to L2 with me?"

"No."

Silence followed, Duo was hurt, and he gulped,

"Why?" He finally asked,

"Because I don't like L2 . . ."

"Alright then! We'll go somewhere else! Stay on Earth if you really want."

"No. I don't want that. I want to find my family. Duo . . . I have to go alone."

Duo released her waist and rolled away, off of the bed, his feet planting themselves firmly on the carpeted floor,

"Very well . . ." He sighed and shut the bathroom door behind him.

Areia huffed, flinging her arms up in the air, sapphire eyes narrowing slightly as she too clambered down from the bed, quickly getting dressed, she left, the bedroom door still wide open.

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Areia turned and groaned in her sleep, flinging an arm across the bed, hitting Trowa in the face,

"Ouch!" He exclaimed angrily, holding his nose as her arm settled against his chest, "What the HELL are you doing, Areia?"

"Huh? Oh . . . sorry . . ." She mumbled, rubbing an eye with a balled fist, "I must've been dreaming."

"About what? A punch bag? Jesus!"

"I'm sorry!"

Trowa huffed, rolling over, his back to her, but she jumped him, draping an arm around him as she laid half on him, a leg also wrapped around his,

"Don't you wanna know WHAT I was dreaming about?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Trowa!" She whined, "Wakey wakey Trowa-kins!" She cooed,

"What do you want . . .?" He whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut, "'Rei . . . I have to get up in an hour or so . . . I have to go away . . . remember?"

"Yes . . . I remember . . ." She sighed, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from his face, "I just figured that, seeing as you're not going to be at home for a few days, we could . . ." She trailed off as the sound of soft snoring echoed around the large bedroom, "Oh Jeez! Forget it!" She growled, rolling her eyes and returning to her side of the bed, "Men!" She inwardly huffed, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep again.

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"Quatre, could you please pass me the toast." Areia asked sweetly,

"Certainly Areia." Quatre obliged, handing the small silver rack over to his female companion,

"Thank you." She said with a brief nod, "Oh . . . could I have the butter as well, please, somebody."

The butter dish slid across the table and hit Areia's hand,

"Ouch! Hey watch it!" She snapped, looking up at Duo, a sly smirk on his face, "That wasn't funny you moron!"

He only shrugged. Quatre and Trowa exchanged knowing glances as Areia huffed,

"You were always a jerk." She muttered,

"Heh." Duo smirked once again, "You call me the jerk?" He growled, "At least I didn't kinda, sorta tell ya that I didn't want you around!" The braided bishie snapped,

"Oh jeez! This again?!" She fumed, "You're useless! You really are! A complete psycho!" She replied, standing, throwing her napkin onto the table, "Quatre . . . thank you very much for letting me stay with you and the others in the safe houses during the war, I'm afraid that I'll be leaving first, I have things to do. Good luck, everyone." She said before turning and leaving rather quickly, storming upstairs.

Duo narrowed his eyes, folding his arms as he leant back in his chair,

"And off I go . . ." Wufei muttered as he stood, taking his plate with him, noticing that Quatre was about ready to give the braided boy one of his 'Oh Duo . . .' lectures,

"Hn." Heero agreed, standing also.

Trowa sat there stone-faced as he watched the American pilot strangely. He shook his head and stood also, leaving in silence. Sitting on the stairs, Areia had seen the whole thing, but was none-the-less surprised when Trowa appeared at the bottom of the stairs, staring at her,

"What?" She growled, "Have you come to tell me that I suck at relationships also?"

"No." He replied,

"Then what?"

"I wanted to make sure if you're alright." He answered. Walking up the few steps and sitting beside her,

"I'm fine . . ." She sighed, leaning back against the steps behind, "The only thing I can think of is . . . that this was all . . . pointless . . ."

"How so?"

"Because it was! I have to go and find my family! The only thing I can think about now is my family! I guess it was just a way to pass the time, y'know?" She raised an eyebrow in question to the uni-banged clown,

"No, no I honestly don't." Trowa replied,

"I'm not ready for the responsibility of being with Duo." She paused to check Trowa's reaction, which was confused, "What I mean is . . . well . . . I don't think even I know . . . what I mean, I think, is that Duo is . . . hard to . . . understand . . . I don't think I'm ready to help him any more than I have attempted already!"

Trowa nodded understandingly.

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In the morning light that was warm against her skin, Areia felt for her lover's body, but sighed as she discovered that he'd already left. She pouted,

"Trowa . . ." Whimpering, she clambered out of the bed and to her desk, where a delicately written note sat waiting; "Areia, Good morning sleepy- head. I didn't really want to wake you when I left this morning, please don't be mad at me though, it was 4:00am. I know that you're upset about last night, and I'm sorry that I shunned you; I knew that it would be beneficial for the pair of us to get some rest. I'll be home in 3 days, if I can, I'll try and make it 2, it all depends on what kind of a mood Quatre's in. I love you. Trowa." She smiled faintly, placing the note back down on the desk before retreating towards the bathroom.

Later that morning, Areia found herself sitting in the kitchen, listening to Relena and Hilde talk about Kami knows what,

". . . AND SHE SAID WHAT?" Relena gasped, "She never!"

"Oh she did!" Hilde replied, nodding her head, "he most definitely did!"

"I don't believe it!" Relena gaped, "Do you? 'Rei?"

"Huh? Oh . . . no . . . it's terrible!" Areia muttered sarcastically,

"Oh I know!" Relena rolled her eyes,

"So, 'Rei, where's Trowa at?" Hilde asked, tilting her head to one side,

"I dunno . . . a colony somewhere with Quatre . . ."

"Do you think they're gay?" Relena suddenly asked.

Hilde gave her a blank look that seemed to scream 'idiot' while Areia almost choked on her coffee,

"Well, I don't know about Quatre, but I assure you that Trowa isn't . . ."

"Perhaps he's a closet case . . ."

"Uh . . . right . . ." Areia muttered, rolling her eyes, "I don't think so somehow, Relena."

"It's a possibility."

"Hey, freakazoid! Ever heard of friendship?" Hilde scoffed, "Is it possible that 2 men could be," She teasingly gasped, "Friends!"

Areia snickered, shaking her head,

"Yes, Relena. If we're going on THAT assumption, then Duo and Heero could very possibly be gay!"

"No! Heero's is NOT gay!" Relena fumed and slammed her mug down, storming out.

Hilde and Areia giggled for several minutes, before realising that Relena obviously wasn't going to come back,

"Oh . . ." Hilde chuckled, "Ah well! She'll get over it in time!"

"Hmmmm." Areia mused, resting her head in her hand with her elbow on the counter-top,

"Are you alright, 'Rei? You seem really down."

"Huh? Oh . . . no . . . it's just that . . . I miss Trowa . . . I think it's because, growing up in a war, there's that nagging feeling that if they're away from you, you wonder if they're safe."

"Man! How do you get through your days at school and work?"

"Oh, no, that's ok . . . it's just when he's somewhere unusual!"

"Oh . . . I see . . . well . . . I know what'll cheer you up!"

"Oh, what's that then?"

"Let's go out for the day!"

"Oh . . . I dunno . . ."

"Areia! No arguing! C'mon! You've got money on your cards, right?"

"Of course!"

"Great! Let us go then!" She said excitedly, tugging her friend towards the door.

Areia rolled her eyes, knowing that she was going to be led into a day of non-stop 'Hilde-fun', meaning, that by the time Trowa returned, she'd still be recovering.

- - - To be continued . . .

Weird . . . I know . . .