Chapter 6- Angel Tears
It wasn't until that evening, eating dinner with Relena and Leah, that Quatre noticed how sad she always looked. Her eyes seemed on the verge of tears and she almost never smiled. She seemed so different from his dreams, so reserved and serious. She wasn't at ease here, he could tell. In her Suit, or on the beach, she was herself, but here.
"Quatre, Relena, I hope you don't mind if I excuse myself. I'm feeling a bit tired."
"Go ahead, Leah. You've had a rough day," Relena said kindly.
As Leah turned to go out the door, Quatre called out her name.
"Leah." he said.
"Yes, Quatre?" she asked curiously.
"I.Dream well," he said. She smiled faintly and left the room. He and Relena finished their dinner in silence.
In his room after excusing himself from the table, quatre sat at his desk and began to write a letter.
"I hate to do this, sell her and her secrets to the rebels, but it's the only way to get Wufei back," he told himself as he finished the letter with a swirl, folded it, and sealed it with a wax seal.
A quiet, muffled sob echoed down the hall. Worried, Quatre walked towards Leah's room. Yes, the sobs were coming from in there. He knocked gently, and then went in.
Leah sat on the floor, head in her hands. She raised her tear-stained face, glistening, to him as he knelt by her side. He smiled gently and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"What is the matter?" he asked.
"A.a dream. It was so horrible. There was you and me, and we were talking, on the beach, and then I heard a gunshot. I tried to scream, yell, do anything, but I.I couldn't. you got hit Quatre, and you died. There was nothing I could do about it. I couldn't even move, until you were lying on the sand. Then I ran to your side, and tried to stop the bleeding, but I couldn't. Then you told me that.that you loved me. But see, I knew what was going to happen. I've had this dream before." Quatre stared at her in disbelief. her dream was so similar to his own-the beach, the shot. In both of their dreams they had tried to save the other, both failing. "Quatre?"
"Yeah?"
"I need to ask you something. you don't have to answer, but I just need to get it out there. Do.in your dream, you said you loved me. Do you?"
"Listen, I'm tired. Can you go back to sleep?"
"Y-yes. I think so."
"Okay then. I'm just down the hall if you need me, alright?"
"okay." he left the room quietly and returned to his study. Picking up the letter he had written, he decided. His heart made up the decision for him. The letter flew into flames as he tossed it into the fireplace. He couldn't betray her now, couldn't sell her secrets to the rebels, not even to get his fellow pilots back. Not like this, when she was so weak.
"And I never will," he said savagely. "I will not betray her."
He went to the window and looked out on the moonlit landscape. Rain softly pattered the rofftop and splashed into the creek below. The water ran through the gutters, the tinny metal magnifying its passage.
Somewhere in the darkness, a wolf howled, calling, but there was no answering howl. The eerie silence ecoed in Quatre's ears, and he hung his head. Alone. He knew that feeling only too well. Everyone he had ever loved was gone, except Relena, and now.now there was Leah.
He closed the window and leaned back against the wall. A story he had once been told by Trowa reverberated in his mind.
"Every raindrop that falls, is that of an angel, crying for humanity." The rain.not water, but tears, angel's tears- Leah's tears.
It wasn't until that evening, eating dinner with Relena and Leah, that Quatre noticed how sad she always looked. Her eyes seemed on the verge of tears and she almost never smiled. She seemed so different from his dreams, so reserved and serious. She wasn't at ease here, he could tell. In her Suit, or on the beach, she was herself, but here.
"Quatre, Relena, I hope you don't mind if I excuse myself. I'm feeling a bit tired."
"Go ahead, Leah. You've had a rough day," Relena said kindly.
As Leah turned to go out the door, Quatre called out her name.
"Leah." he said.
"Yes, Quatre?" she asked curiously.
"I.Dream well," he said. She smiled faintly and left the room. He and Relena finished their dinner in silence.
In his room after excusing himself from the table, quatre sat at his desk and began to write a letter.
"I hate to do this, sell her and her secrets to the rebels, but it's the only way to get Wufei back," he told himself as he finished the letter with a swirl, folded it, and sealed it with a wax seal.
A quiet, muffled sob echoed down the hall. Worried, Quatre walked towards Leah's room. Yes, the sobs were coming from in there. He knocked gently, and then went in.
Leah sat on the floor, head in her hands. She raised her tear-stained face, glistening, to him as he knelt by her side. He smiled gently and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"What is the matter?" he asked.
"A.a dream. It was so horrible. There was you and me, and we were talking, on the beach, and then I heard a gunshot. I tried to scream, yell, do anything, but I.I couldn't. you got hit Quatre, and you died. There was nothing I could do about it. I couldn't even move, until you were lying on the sand. Then I ran to your side, and tried to stop the bleeding, but I couldn't. Then you told me that.that you loved me. But see, I knew what was going to happen. I've had this dream before." Quatre stared at her in disbelief. her dream was so similar to his own-the beach, the shot. In both of their dreams they had tried to save the other, both failing. "Quatre?"
"Yeah?"
"I need to ask you something. you don't have to answer, but I just need to get it out there. Do.in your dream, you said you loved me. Do you?"
"Listen, I'm tired. Can you go back to sleep?"
"Y-yes. I think so."
"Okay then. I'm just down the hall if you need me, alright?"
"okay." he left the room quietly and returned to his study. Picking up the letter he had written, he decided. His heart made up the decision for him. The letter flew into flames as he tossed it into the fireplace. He couldn't betray her now, couldn't sell her secrets to the rebels, not even to get his fellow pilots back. Not like this, when she was so weak.
"And I never will," he said savagely. "I will not betray her."
He went to the window and looked out on the moonlit landscape. Rain softly pattered the rofftop and splashed into the creek below. The water ran through the gutters, the tinny metal magnifying its passage.
Somewhere in the darkness, a wolf howled, calling, but there was no answering howl. The eerie silence ecoed in Quatre's ears, and he hung his head. Alone. He knew that feeling only too well. Everyone he had ever loved was gone, except Relena, and now.now there was Leah.
He closed the window and leaned back against the wall. A story he had once been told by Trowa reverberated in his mind.
"Every raindrop that falls, is that of an angel, crying for humanity." The rain.not water, but tears, angel's tears- Leah's tears.