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Authors note: Yes . . . another Crimbo chappie. Why? Because I LOVE stories and shows based around Christmas! Duh! Enjoy!

Wait and See.

Chapter 6; Have you ever . . .?

Christmas Eve morning was a blur for Trowa as he vaguely registered the shape of Areia moving by the window, away from the bed, before falling back asleep again. The next thing he recognised was the soft hand on his face. Mumbling incoherently he looked up, eyes fogged as he smiled dopily,

"Good morning Tro' . . ." Areia whispered faintly,

"Heya . . ." He slurred,

"You've got a fever." She continued softly, "It was really bad last night . . . we were all so worried . . . but, it seems to have come down considerably, but both Quatre and I believe that it would be wise for you to stay in bed until the doctor arrives. He should be here soon. I figured that I'd have to wake you."

"Oh . . . great . . ." He muttered sarcastically, "Sick on Christmas . . ."

"Don't worry; we think that it's just a cold, honey."

Trowa frowned, edging slightly to sit up. She helped him, her hands holding onto his lithe form tightly as she assisted him in sitting,

"I'm not a baby, 'Rei!" He snapped,

"Ugh! Fine! Suit yourself!" She growled, turning and marching out, "I hate it when you get like this!" She sniffled as she turned in the doorway slightly.

She left, leaving Trowa feeling rather guilty. Not long after, a knock came and Quatre popped his head in,

"Good morning Trowa! I've brought the Doctor for you!"

"Thank you." Trowa replied calmly with a nod,

"Was that Areia I saw storming out?"

"Yes. We'll talk about it after, alright?"

"Very well." The blonde agreed, nodding ever-so slightly/

After several minutes of examination, the elderly Doctor stood up strait,

"Well, young man, it appears that you are suffering from a head cold and mile exhaustion. So long as you relax . . . and calm down a little on the activities with the Mrs," He winked slightly, "You'll be fine within a day or so. Just, take it easy. I would recommend staying in bed, but telling a young person to remain bed ridden on Christmas is useless!" He chuckled, as Trowa raised his eyebrow higher,

"Uhm, yes . . ." He said carefully, "Thank you Doctor."

"Yes, thank you." Quatre agreed, "Rashid outside of the door will show you out, thank you."

"It's been a pleasure, Master Quatre."

The doctor left and when Quatre turned back to his uni-banged, long-time friend, he was frowning,

"What?" The blonde asked,

"It's been a pleasure? Did he enjoy roaming all over my body?!" He exclaimed, a little shocked, "Quatre, what kind of people do you employ?!"

Quatre giggled slightly, shaking his head,

"Hmmm, well, I can see that Miss Stevenson has done you a world of good!"

Trowa frowned,

"She's mad at me." He pouted,

"Why?"

"I snapped at her."

"And she got mad?"

"Yeah . . . I think she's on an emotional roller coaster at the moment because we were thinking about last Christmas."

"Oh, you mean the fight that you and Duo had?"

"Yes."

"Oh dear . . ." Quatre sighed, "Would you like me to talk to her?"

"If you could, that would be great."

"Ok, well, I'll go do that, then! You, get dressed! We'll have fun, even if you have to relax! We'll get you snuggled up with Areia downstairs by the fire."

"Uh . . . Quatre . . . one more thing . . ." Trowa trailed off slightly, "I need to talk to you about something."

"Oh yes, so you mentioned yesterday, what is it?"

"I'm going to ask Areia to marry me."

"Marry you?"

"Yes. What do you think of it?"

Quatre, used for a short time before grinning,

"She's going to fall for you all over again!" He beamed, "I honestly think that she'll say yes!"

"Really?"

"Yes! Of course!"

"Well, I'll need your help . . . I want to put it in her Christmas cracker."

"Hm . . . good idea . . . all shall be arranged!"

Trowa grinned as his best friend left the room, a glow with excitement,

"Honestly . . . anyone would think that I was marrying him! But . . . I'm glad that we're still friends . . . after . . . OUR history . . ."

* * *

"Quatre . . . can we talk?"

"Yes, of course Trowa! What's up?"

"I . . . I . . ." Trowa stammered slightly, biting on his nails as he fought to find appropriate wording,

"Do you think that it just isn't working?"

". . ." Trowa nodded slightly, Quatre's eyes welling with tears,

"Humph." He seemed to think aloud, scratching his head before wiping his eyes, "I could always read you like a book . . . huh?" He smirked, "You've found someone else, haven't you?" Trowa nodded again, "Who is it, that is, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Areia."

Quatre's eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets,

"Really? Wow!" He grinned, "I'm happy . . . you're right . . . if it wasn't mean to be . . . then, it wasn't meant to be!" He grinned and hugged the taller ex-pilot, "Thank you Trowa, for all the fun times!" And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving the apartment empty and lonely.

* * *

Just as he was slipping out of bed, the door opened and a sullen-looking Areia stepped in,

"Heya Trowa . . ." She whispered.

Trowa smiled slightly, settling stiffly on the side of the bed. He motioned for her to join him and she stepped towards him cautiously. He reached out an arm, wrapping it around her and drawing her close to him,

"I'm sorry." He whispered, kissing the top of her head, "I didn't mean to snap at you."

She sat in his arms, resting her head on his chest and shrugged slightly,

"It's alright."

"Thank you for looking after me. I love you."

"I love you too . . ." She sighed sleepily, "What did the Doctor say?"

"Exhaustion."

"Hmmmm."

"Yes . . . he was very strange . . ." Trowa chuckled; "Something about it being a pleasure . . ." He shrugged.

She stayed quiet before shifting and standing slightly, turning, a sly smirk on her face,

"We're ordering Chinese food for lunch . . . so; you'd better hurry up and get dressed." She grinned, brushing Auburn strands of hair from sapphire eyes,

"Alright." He nodded, "Are you going to wait for me?"

"Of course." She exclaimed, shocked, "I don't go anywhere without you unless I have to!"

He chuckled, standing up shakily and staggering to the bathroom,

"Are you sure you're up to this? I mean, I'll stay up here with you, if you're not up to going down stairs. We'll bring the party up here if you like! The others won't mind! There's plenty of room."

Trowa shook his head stubbornly,

"No way! I've got something to do tonight!"

"Oh . . .?" She smirked, "What's that, then?"

"Nothing." He called back form the bathroom, "Never you mind!"

Areia shook her head, slipping Trowa's denim jacket on just as he re- entered, running a comb through his unruly hair,

"If you're cold, why don't you put your OWN cloths on?" He chuckled,

"Cuz I look cute in clothes that are too big 4 me!"

"You look cute anyway!" He countered quickly,

"Oh . . . hell yeah . . ." She beamed, moving towards him as he slipped a pair of jeans on.

He tilted his head back, trying to force strands of hair from his face when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist tightly, placing small kisses on his back,

"Hello . . ." He murmured, "What are you up to?"

"Nothing . . ." She trailed off, "I'm just . . . waiting for you to put a shirt on . . ."

"Well, I can't, if you're holding onto me . . ."

"Then, perhaps I don't want you to cover up that nice body!" She teased,

"Oh jeez . . ." He turned in her arms, and she squeezed him tight, "What's up?"

"Love you." She sighed,

"Heh, I love you too . . . but don't you think we'd better be heading downstairs so the others don't worry . . ."

"Eh . . . they're all grown ups . . . they'll understand . . ."

"Rei', I can't, Doctors orders . . ."

"Scumbag!"

"Hey hey!" He soothed, "I'm sorry . . ."

"Not you! The Doctor! Evil man!"

Trowa frowned and tugged a t-shirt on,

"C'mon you . . . a few hours with Duo and you'll be fine! Hyper active, immature westerners like yourselves need to stick together!"

She stuck her tongue out at him, before tugging him out into the hallway,

"Yay! It's Christmas!" She giggled, bouncing along towards the stairs.

- - - To be continued . . .

This is just hittin' rock bottom! lol