Title: "Post-War Battles: Part One"
Category: Drama/Yaoi
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: 3x4/4x3, 1+2 hints
Warnings: Yaoi, violence, a little language, takes place right after Endless Waltz, :: :: indicates character thoughts
Author Name: Neko Maxwell
Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters. I write fan fiction for entertainment only.
Post-War Battles: Part One
By: Neko Maxwell
A.C. 197
It's over! The war is finally over! Marimaeia has finally been defeated. There is no longer any mobile suits and world peace finally exists. The five gundam pilots have gone their separate ways:
Wufei is now working as a preventer with Sally.
Trowa is back to the circus.
Duo is working to re-build the Maxwell Church on L2.
Heero is helping Duo to re-build the Maxwell Church on L2.
Quatre has taken over his father's business on L4.
Quatre thought that the business would be an easy job...no big deal. He was dead wrong. It turned out to be a lot more stressful than some of the missions he had during the war. One day, a few months after the war, Quatre was working at his desk, stressed to the point of tears. Just then, an old friend came to the door. Quatre looked up, confused at first, but when he realized who it was, he smiled one of his sweet smiles that no one can resist to return.
"Trowa!!" Quatre shouted as he ran up and hugged is long lost friend.
"It's good to see you Quatre," replied Trowa, still in a warm, tight embrace with Quatre.
The embrace feels like it lasted forever, as if they would die if they let go. Trowa could feel Quatre's temperature start to rise and tears came to Quatre's eyes.
"You feel warm, Quatre"
"Trowa..." Quatre said in a faint voice right before he passed out. Trowa caught him and carried him to his room. He tucked Quatre into his bed and called for assistance.
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Quatre woke up in his bed a few hours later. The first thing that he saw when his eyes focused was Trowa's face with a watchful eye set on him.
"Trowa..." said Quatre, still feeling a little faint, "What happened?"
"You just passed out," Trowa replied, placing a cool, wet cloth on Quatre's forehead, "You're alright now Quatre."
"I'm sorry, Trowa," he said, not knowing what else to say.
"Don't worry about it. You shouldn't overwork yourself like that," Trowa smiled at Quatre to make him feel better.
Quatre smiled back.
Just then, Rashid came into the room with two other Maguanics.
"Are you alright Master Quatre?" there was distress in Rashid's voice.
"Yes, I'm fine," replied Quatre.
There was a moment of silence when Rashid and the others calmed down.
"I'll leave you guys alone for awhile," Trowa said, breaking the silence and started towards the door.
"Ok, see you later Trowa," Quatre said to the departing Trowa.
"Master Quatre, that guy never left your side for the whole time you were unconscious!" said one of the Maguanics after Trowa was out of sight.
"Really?" Quatre was surprised. "How long was I out?"
"It was early afternoon when you passed out. And now the sun is beginning to set, so you were out for a few hours."
An even more shocked look came to Quatre's face. The look of surprise faded a little and the look of sincerity took over.
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Trowa walked silently down the halls of the Winner estate. He had visited Quatre so many times that he knew his way around the large area. As he walked on, Trowa passed a few other Maguanic members. They had worried looks on their faces and by those looks, Trowa could tell what they were worried about.
"He's all right," Trowa said as he passed them.
The look on their faces quickly turned from worried to joy as they thanked him and ran towards Quatre's room. Trowa had to smile because they reminded him of Duo, who he hadn't seen since they self-detonated their gundams. But, Trowa's smile was to turn up-side-down as he walked on.
A little further down the hallway, there is a small dark hallway branching off into a part of the estate where not to many go. Very faint voices came from that part of the hallway and Trowa thought that he should go check it out. The part of the darkness branched off into three other smaller hallways. Going with his instinct, Trowa followed the darkest of the three, where he could feel the presence of others. He got as close of them as he could get without being seen and stayed hidden in the shadows to listen to their conversation.
"So, when should we carry out our plan?" Brujo [1] asked.
"He's vulnerable now, let's so it tonight," Enemigo [2] said, impatient.
"Where's the fun in that Enemigo? If we wait a few days, we can kill him slowly and laugh at his pain!"
"It's not about the fun! We just want him dead! You know that Brujo."
"ENOUGH!!" said Malo [3] forcefully.
::This is their leader. No doubt about that::
"We will kill that ex-gundam pilot tomorrow night. That way, he's stronger so we can have fun killing him, but he won't be strong enough" said the sadistic Malo.
::Ex-gundam pilot? Do they mean Quatre or myself?::
"Alright, he kill Quatre tomorrow night!!" Enemigo said with bitter joy.
::Quatre!!::
"This'll be fun!!" said Brujo and all three laughed evilly.
They went their separate ways as if that conversation never happened. Trowa stayed in the shadows until he was sure they were out of his sight.
"Quatre..." Trowa said softly to himself after the three men disappeared. For the first time in his life, he felt fear. He didn't fear for his own life, though. He was afraid that he would loose Quatre. His heart beat fast that that mere thought. Trowa hurried down the hallway back to Quatre's room to warn the Maguanics.
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When Trowa got there, Quatre was on his feet and he looked like he never fainted. Most of the Maguanicas, including Rashid, were there. Trowa moved into the room so that Quatre wouldn't see him and moved towards Rashid. When he got to him, Trowa whispered into his ear, making sure not to alarm everyone else, yet. Rashid froze.
"Are you sure?" distress was in Rashid's voice.
Trowa nodded.
"Did you see any of them, or vice-versa?"
"No"
"Alright," Rashid calmed down as to not alarm anyone. "You stay with Master Quatre and we'll handle it." He paused.
"Thank you," he said
"No problem," Trowa replied.
He walked out of the room, beckoning the others to follow. As they were leaving, Quatre finally saw Trowa standing there. He went over and embraced Trowa, much like earlier that day.
"I'm glad you're alright Quatre," Trowa said, trying not to think about tomorrow night.
Quatre let go of Trowa and looked deep into his eyes. Trowa looked like Quatre's guardian angel. Qautre smiled one of his "you-can't-resist-me" smiles as he said, "Rashid told me that you stayed with me the whole time I was out."
Not expecting this, Trowa replied by saying, "I didn't want to leave you alone."
"Thank you Trowa," there was love in Quatre's eyes, which Trowa saw and he knew what Quatre was going to say next.
"I love you, Trowa," Quatre said softly, sounding a little unsure of what he had just said. Even thought Trowa was expecting this, it still caught him by surprise.
Quatre repeated himself, "I love you Trowa," this time he was certain.
Trowa could tell that Quatre meant it. There was a moment of silence as Quatre's eyes filled with tears. He thought Trowa didn't love him.
Trowa wiped Quatre's tears away and held him in his arms. "I love you too Quatre."
Quatre looked up at Trowa and smiled.
"You know what Quatre," Trowa started as Quatre was getting lost in his eyes, "Let's spend the whole day together tomorrow."
"That sounds nice Trowa."
They moved closer together. They were so close that they could feel each-other's heartbeats, sharing a long, sweet kiss.
Not realizing now late it was, Quatre suggested that they go to bed. Trowa agreed and helped Quatre get into bed, still acting like a guardian angel. Realizing that Trowa would have no place to sleep, Quatre moved all the way over to one side of the bed, inviting Trowa in. He took the invitation and got in the empty space Quatre left for him. They kissed each-other goodnight and fell asleep in each other's arms.
END PART ONE!!!!!!
Author's notes:
[1] - Brujo means witch in Spanish
[2] - Enemigo means enemy in Spanish
[3] - Malo means bad in Spanish
On to part two (copy and paste the link to your URL box*):
*Ok, I tried linking it, but Geocities messed the whole page up so I'm not gonna bother.