"Everything?  Is that so Quatre?"

I nodded.

"Everything."

My father took a seat.

"I'm taking a long shot and guessing that that Barton boy told you some twisted lie of your mother's death being my entire fault."

"That's not a long shot."

"That's not what he told me.  Mother's death was my fault, I know that.  If I hadn't been born, she'd still be here. You don't have to rub it in."

He didn't say anything.

"All he told me is that both you and Mr. Barton were in love with mother.  And when you married her, he became jealous, and after news of her death, he blamed it on you.  And after that, you hated each other."

My father nodded.

"That's true.  He did blame it on me.  He loved your mother as much as I did.  And we do hate each other because of it.  That's why I'm telling you not to see that boy; he comes from a bad family."

Anger ripped through me and I stood up.

"One person does not sum up the good in an entire family father!  Your hate for Mr. Barton and his hate for you shouldn't keep Trowa and me apart.  It's your own personal problem, not mine, not anyone else's!  That excuse is bullshit!"

"QUATRE SIT DOWN!" my father boomed.

I snapped back on to the sofa, still angry, but trying hard to keep in mind the point of this visit was to make peace not bloodshed.

 "Quatre you must understand.  The company's reputation rests on all of our shoulders.  If word gets out that you're…different…we could be ruined.  If you care one bit about this family, you will do this for me, please."

I couldn't believe it.

How could he not understand?  I am what I am.  What the hell is wrong with that?  My personal life shouldn't matter to anyone but me.  How thick is this man's skull!!?

"Dad…I came here to try and make peace so we can both move on.  But I can't change what I am.  You don't have to believe in what I'm doing, but Dad, can we please end this fighting.  I love him."

My dad flinched at my last words.

He looked at me sadly.

"Quatre…I'm sorry.  But I cannot accept this…I'm afraid as soon as you turn 18, you will no longer be my son, and no longer allowed to live in this house."

"Not that I'd want to."

Despite my thoughts, I have to say, it hurt like hell to see my family kick me to the curb like that.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw Iria holding back Ari with all her strength, to prevent her from strangling our father.

"My thoughts exactly."

I sighed and nodded.

My father stiffly shook my hand, but I didn't look him in the eyes.

"It's too bad I can never share my life with you again father.  I'll miss you."

I waved good bye to my sisters and walked out the door, there were something's I had to take care of.

"I have to find Trowa, now."

I raced down the street, searching for Trowa's address. 

"2669…2671…2673…where the hell is 2675!?"

I had been up and down this street five times and every time I pass the spot where Trowa's house should be, there's just a gate with grass.  Who the hell lives on land with a gate and grass but no house!?

Then I realized why there was a gate and grass.  Trowa's family was the second richest in town next to mine.  Duh!

I smacked my head multiple times as I slipped through the gate's opening.

Being the thickness of a twig is a good thing!

I trudged up the driveway, hell it was more like a parkway, even my house's driveway didn't last this long.

After about 600 hundred miles and lots of green grass later, I found a house! Who'd have thought!

I rang the door bell.

A short woman with gray hair answered.

"Hello there young sir." She said with a slight accent from some country or another, maybe France?

"Um, hello ma'am.  Is this the Barton residence?" I asked politely.

"Well it sure ain't the Bronx now is it?" the woman quipped.

"A sarcastic midget as a maid, why am I not surprised."

"Um…I guess not.  Ma'am, could you tell me if Trowa is home?"

"One moment sir." The woman said, returning to polite servant mode.

"TROWA!  GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN HERE, YOU BIG HAIRED BUM!" the woman screamed and I jumped out of my skin.

She smiled wickedly at me.

"He'll be right with you, please, come in."

"Only if you promise not to bite."

I slowly walked in, avoiding psycho midget maid.

I heard rapid thumping and not long after Trowa came sliding into the room.  Then he slid across the hard wood floor in his socks and collided with a near by china cabinet.

"Graceful." I replied, holding back my laughter.

Trowa gave a wide grin, he seemed so relaxed and…emotional…wow that's not a side I've seen before.

He walked over to me after midget maid smacked him on the head and cussed him out in French.

"Nice help you have around here." I added, watching the woman walk away.

Trowa let out a small laugh.

"That Antonia.  She's our maid.  You have to get use to her."

"I thought she was gonna bite me."

Trowa laughed.

"Be careful, she bit Catherine."

My eyes widened.

"And she lived!?"

Trowa nodded.

Another annoying silence followed as Trowa shifted nervously from foot to foot.

"I thought we agreed it was over." He murmured.

"We did it's just…"

Another silence.

God, I swear if I ever meet the man who invented silence, he will have a nice hole in his head.

"I gotta do what I came here to do."

I threw my arms around him and gave his the best kiss I'd ever given.

He pulled me into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

We pulled away.

I was crying.  God I'm such a sap.

"Trowa, I can't. It's too hard."

"Cat…" he trailed off.

"No!  Don't say anything until I'm done!"

*silence*

"I don't care what they think.  I don't care what anyone thinks.  I'm tired of caring about reputations and status.  I love you Trowa Barton, and I am not letting go of you.  Not that easily."

I buried my face in his neck, pulling him closer.

I felt his arms tighten around me.

"I love you too Quatre Winner.  I'm glad you didn't let go."

"Will you stay with me?"

He lifted my chin and kissed me lightly.

"Of course I will."

I laughed and hugged him tight.

"Good."

~*Owari*~

~*Author's Notes:*~

And that as they say is that.  Okay, well not quite.  I'm still writing an epilogue…or is it prologue…..no epilogue! Yay! I got it right!!  So just hold out for that alright?  Did I end it good!? 

And thank you all for your feedback.  I'm am very proud of this work and very pleased with its results.  I'm surprised my first multi part yaoi did so well. Thank you so much!!

Love to all.

-BlackStar

P.S.- Gomen nasaii blueshadowflame!!  I couldn't wait to get this posted. Gah that's two in a row! I promise to be good, pwease don't hurt me! T__T