Disclosure: I don't own them.I'll put them back just like I found them!
Some of the terminology used in this fic is from the anime series Outlaw
Star.unfortunately for me I don't own that either!
Warnings: 3x4, 1+2+5, AU, Angst, Adventure, Some Sap, Lime.
A/N: Thanks again for your reviews! I'm sorry it's been so long between updates!
Yet again not much yaoi.please bear in mind that Quatre has just wiped Trowa's entire ship and crew, the way I see it it's going to take Trowa a while to get over that! There is a very small amount of 1+2+5 in this chapter though.just to tide you over ^_^ Hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading!
HOSHI KAWAKIRI
Part Three
Trowa sighed.
'Sandrock display database file 17.'
/Affirmative. Displaying information./
Sinking back into the chair Trowa tried to concentrate on the information that was flashing across the screen. He'd been staring at the monitor for hours and his vision was starting to blur. As of yet he'd found little information of any use, finding the database to be mainly occupied with information relating to Quatre's training and the occasional article on the blonde. It struck Trowa as odd that there was so little information on the pirate captain.
A sudden noise outside his room broke him from his thoughts and he stood up as one of the other crewmen entered the room. Trowa recognised him as one of the men who had been in control room when he was first brought aboard the ship. Long chestnut hair was tired up in a braid and flapped merrily behind him as he walked.
'Hungry?' he asked his eyes gleaming roguishly. Trowa nodded reluctantly, he felt dreadful for being hungry when he should be mourning his ship's crew, but his body seemed intent on betraying him.
The pirate grinned and walked over to where Trowa stood. 'Quatre's decided you might want a walk so I thought we could eat in the refectory. Heero's not very happy about him letting you out, but he knows better then to try to argue, especially when Quatre's.' he trailed off his eyes growing worried. Shrugging slightly he continued:
'I'm Duo by the way; well shall we go?'
Trowa nodded again and they were about to leave when the pirate caught sight of the information on the view screen. His eyes narrowed. 'How did you get that?' he demanded.
Trowa frowned, 'Quatre gave me access to it.'
Duo's eyes were distrustful and he walked towards the monitor, 'Oi, Sandrock!'
/Yes Duo?/
'What's Trowa Barton's current status?'
/Restricted Level Three access rights cleared./
'What!'
/I told Quatre it wasn't a good idea, but you know what he's like./ The computer's answer sounded slightly defensive.
Duo growled, 'what the hell was he thinking? Oh man, Heero's just gonna love this!' Scowling at Trowa like it was his fault Duo made a curt gesture at the door, 'well come on then lets go!'
Trowa walked silently down the dimly lit corridors, only too aware of the weapon trained on him from behind. Duo directed him into a small dining area where the two other crew members were waiting for them.
Heero looked up as they entered assessing Trowa with a cool gaze before turning back to his meal.
'Heero and Wufei,' Duo introduced the other pirates with a slight wave of his arm before motioning for Trowa to sit. The brunette did as he was told silently, his senses always alert for any information the may prove useful to him should he manage to get free.
'Where's Quatre?' Duo asked glancing around the small room.
'Interfacing with Sandrock,' Wufei answered quietly.
Trowa watched the worried looks that passed between the three pirates and wondered what they were talking about. However much he wanted to ask them though, he would not allow them to think he had any interest in their conversation, and to that effect he kept his silence.
Duo came over to Trowa and placed a tray in front of him, surveying the food briefly Trowa began to eat without a further glance towards the other men in the room.
'Humpf, you're welcome' Duo muttered before sitting down beside Heero and laying his head on the other man's shoulder.
'Quatre gave our 'guest' access to Sandrock's database' he said quietly and Trowa watched out of the corner of his eye as the other two men stiffened in their seats.
'Do you think that means he's made his decision' Wufei asked. Duo shrugged, 'who knows, it's impossible to know what goes on in his head. For one his kind he manages to keep his thoughts surprisingly secret.'
Trowa didn't miss the small nudge Heero gave the other man and the brief flicker of his eyes towards the Sasuine prince. Duo blanched slightly but managed to cover himself well, 'in any case,' he added 'I'm sure he'll let us know when he's ready.'
After that the conversation turned more mundane as Duo entertained them with useless interstellar gossip and a seemly endless supply of crude and smutty tales. Much to his disgust Trowa couldn't help but like the charismatic and affable pirate; he was also finding it just as hard to dislike the other two men in the room with him.
Heero, although stoic and severe on the outside, turned out to be much more then he seemed. The way the man's eyes softened slightly when he spoke to his companions and the occasional gentle caress directed at Duo who sat next to him set the pirate in a totally different light.
Wufei was harder to read. Disciplined and thoughtful the man had the air of an intellectual, always precise in his views and ideals. The comments the man often made during some of Duo's more colourful stories also suggested a slightly judgemental persuasion, but somehow Trowa could not hold that against him.
Indeed, he felt he could read these men well, and he understood their characters. He was thankful for that, as it made it easier to predict their actions, far easier then Quatre that was for sure.
There was a definite sense of unwavering loyalty between the men and their leader, though Trowa could also tell that the men were worried about the blonde captain. Apart from Duo's small slip though, no more had been said as to the reason for their anxiety.
Trowa was surprised to feel himself relaxing as their meal continued and he was downright astounded to hear himself laugh at some of Duo's more crude jokes. As hard as he tried to remind himself that he should hate these men, he just couldn't bring himself to do so.
As a child Trowa had been told the usual stories of merciless and plundering pirates; who sought nothing more than their own wealth and power, and up until now he had had no reason for his opinions to deviate from the stereotype.
The pained look in Quatre's eyes when he authorised the destruction of the imperial cruiser however did not fit the mould of a heartless and vindictive murderer. Complex and remote Quatre may be, but Trowa couldn't bring himself to think of the blonde as a bad person. Simply someone who seemed to hold too much responsibility and too great a burden for one so young.
Trowa's thoughts were interrupted when Duo abruptly stopped talking and a cold silence pervaded the room. Trowa looked up to see Quatre enter and slump into the chair next to Wufei, laying his head on the table in front of him.
'Quatre?' Heero asked softly.
'Mmm?' The blonde looked up to see the worry in the faces of the other pirate's. Trowa carefully schooled his features to show none of the curiosity and anxiety he felt for the blonde's welfare.
Quatre watched him for a moment and again Trowa had the feeling that the pirate was looking deep inside him and laying all his deepest feelings bare. Trowa glared back, angry that the blonde could see through him so easily and the pirate smiled slightly before turning his attention back to the others.
'I'm fine thank you Heero, sorry to make you worry.'
'So,' Duo started hesitantly, 'have you made your decision?'
Quatre sighed. 'Yes' he said quietly.
'And?'
'We will head for the Magunac home planet, I have already contacted Rashid.'
There was a brief silence until Wufei spoke, 'we're with you whatever path you choose, you know that don't you?' he said quietly.
Quatre nodded, 'yes I know, and I am more grateful then I could ever express in words.'
Heero stood up, his eyes looking suspiciously moist, 'well with the decision made we need to get to work. Your father will not let this go lightly.'
Quatre grinned at them then, a sort of naughty school boy grin that made his face light up, dispelling the terrible weariness that had there only moments before. 'That I know only too well,' he said before rising from the table.
Trowa had watched the abstract conversation with growing curiosity and apprehension. Quatre had obviously come to an important decision, but whether that decision boded well for him or not he didn't know.
Quatre came around to Trowa's side of the table and laid a companionable hand on his shoulder. Instead of feeling annoyance by the gesture Trowa felt a gentle warmth spread though his body from the blonde's contact and had to fight very hard to prevent himself from leaning back into Quatre's touch.
Quatre motioned for him to rise and Trowa followed the captain with no complaint. Once they had re-entered Trowa's room Trowa moved to sit on the small bed while Quatre moved the chair over and settled himself into it.
The pirate seemed calmer now Trowa noticed, more in control. Quatre watched him quietly for a moment before sighing. 'I really have no idea how to explain this to you Trowa but I will do it as best as I can.'
Nodding Trowa settled back against the wall and waited patiently for Quatre to gather his thoughts and begin.
TBC.
Warnings: 3x4, 1+2+5, AU, Angst, Adventure, Some Sap, Lime.
A/N: Thanks again for your reviews! I'm sorry it's been so long between updates!
Yet again not much yaoi.please bear in mind that Quatre has just wiped Trowa's entire ship and crew, the way I see it it's going to take Trowa a while to get over that! There is a very small amount of 1+2+5 in this chapter though.just to tide you over ^_^ Hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading!
HOSHI KAWAKIRI
Part Three
Trowa sighed.
'Sandrock display database file 17.'
/Affirmative. Displaying information./
Sinking back into the chair Trowa tried to concentrate on the information that was flashing across the screen. He'd been staring at the monitor for hours and his vision was starting to blur. As of yet he'd found little information of any use, finding the database to be mainly occupied with information relating to Quatre's training and the occasional article on the blonde. It struck Trowa as odd that there was so little information on the pirate captain.
A sudden noise outside his room broke him from his thoughts and he stood up as one of the other crewmen entered the room. Trowa recognised him as one of the men who had been in control room when he was first brought aboard the ship. Long chestnut hair was tired up in a braid and flapped merrily behind him as he walked.
'Hungry?' he asked his eyes gleaming roguishly. Trowa nodded reluctantly, he felt dreadful for being hungry when he should be mourning his ship's crew, but his body seemed intent on betraying him.
The pirate grinned and walked over to where Trowa stood. 'Quatre's decided you might want a walk so I thought we could eat in the refectory. Heero's not very happy about him letting you out, but he knows better then to try to argue, especially when Quatre's.' he trailed off his eyes growing worried. Shrugging slightly he continued:
'I'm Duo by the way; well shall we go?'
Trowa nodded again and they were about to leave when the pirate caught sight of the information on the view screen. His eyes narrowed. 'How did you get that?' he demanded.
Trowa frowned, 'Quatre gave me access to it.'
Duo's eyes were distrustful and he walked towards the monitor, 'Oi, Sandrock!'
/Yes Duo?/
'What's Trowa Barton's current status?'
/Restricted Level Three access rights cleared./
'What!'
/I told Quatre it wasn't a good idea, but you know what he's like./ The computer's answer sounded slightly defensive.
Duo growled, 'what the hell was he thinking? Oh man, Heero's just gonna love this!' Scowling at Trowa like it was his fault Duo made a curt gesture at the door, 'well come on then lets go!'
Trowa walked silently down the dimly lit corridors, only too aware of the weapon trained on him from behind. Duo directed him into a small dining area where the two other crew members were waiting for them.
Heero looked up as they entered assessing Trowa with a cool gaze before turning back to his meal.
'Heero and Wufei,' Duo introduced the other pirates with a slight wave of his arm before motioning for Trowa to sit. The brunette did as he was told silently, his senses always alert for any information the may prove useful to him should he manage to get free.
'Where's Quatre?' Duo asked glancing around the small room.
'Interfacing with Sandrock,' Wufei answered quietly.
Trowa watched the worried looks that passed between the three pirates and wondered what they were talking about. However much he wanted to ask them though, he would not allow them to think he had any interest in their conversation, and to that effect he kept his silence.
Duo came over to Trowa and placed a tray in front of him, surveying the food briefly Trowa began to eat without a further glance towards the other men in the room.
'Humpf, you're welcome' Duo muttered before sitting down beside Heero and laying his head on the other man's shoulder.
'Quatre gave our 'guest' access to Sandrock's database' he said quietly and Trowa watched out of the corner of his eye as the other two men stiffened in their seats.
'Do you think that means he's made his decision' Wufei asked. Duo shrugged, 'who knows, it's impossible to know what goes on in his head. For one his kind he manages to keep his thoughts surprisingly secret.'
Trowa didn't miss the small nudge Heero gave the other man and the brief flicker of his eyes towards the Sasuine prince. Duo blanched slightly but managed to cover himself well, 'in any case,' he added 'I'm sure he'll let us know when he's ready.'
After that the conversation turned more mundane as Duo entertained them with useless interstellar gossip and a seemly endless supply of crude and smutty tales. Much to his disgust Trowa couldn't help but like the charismatic and affable pirate; he was also finding it just as hard to dislike the other two men in the room with him.
Heero, although stoic and severe on the outside, turned out to be much more then he seemed. The way the man's eyes softened slightly when he spoke to his companions and the occasional gentle caress directed at Duo who sat next to him set the pirate in a totally different light.
Wufei was harder to read. Disciplined and thoughtful the man had the air of an intellectual, always precise in his views and ideals. The comments the man often made during some of Duo's more colourful stories also suggested a slightly judgemental persuasion, but somehow Trowa could not hold that against him.
Indeed, he felt he could read these men well, and he understood their characters. He was thankful for that, as it made it easier to predict their actions, far easier then Quatre that was for sure.
There was a definite sense of unwavering loyalty between the men and their leader, though Trowa could also tell that the men were worried about the blonde captain. Apart from Duo's small slip though, no more had been said as to the reason for their anxiety.
Trowa was surprised to feel himself relaxing as their meal continued and he was downright astounded to hear himself laugh at some of Duo's more crude jokes. As hard as he tried to remind himself that he should hate these men, he just couldn't bring himself to do so.
As a child Trowa had been told the usual stories of merciless and plundering pirates; who sought nothing more than their own wealth and power, and up until now he had had no reason for his opinions to deviate from the stereotype.
The pained look in Quatre's eyes when he authorised the destruction of the imperial cruiser however did not fit the mould of a heartless and vindictive murderer. Complex and remote Quatre may be, but Trowa couldn't bring himself to think of the blonde as a bad person. Simply someone who seemed to hold too much responsibility and too great a burden for one so young.
Trowa's thoughts were interrupted when Duo abruptly stopped talking and a cold silence pervaded the room. Trowa looked up to see Quatre enter and slump into the chair next to Wufei, laying his head on the table in front of him.
'Quatre?' Heero asked softly.
'Mmm?' The blonde looked up to see the worry in the faces of the other pirate's. Trowa carefully schooled his features to show none of the curiosity and anxiety he felt for the blonde's welfare.
Quatre watched him for a moment and again Trowa had the feeling that the pirate was looking deep inside him and laying all his deepest feelings bare. Trowa glared back, angry that the blonde could see through him so easily and the pirate smiled slightly before turning his attention back to the others.
'I'm fine thank you Heero, sorry to make you worry.'
'So,' Duo started hesitantly, 'have you made your decision?'
Quatre sighed. 'Yes' he said quietly.
'And?'
'We will head for the Magunac home planet, I have already contacted Rashid.'
There was a brief silence until Wufei spoke, 'we're with you whatever path you choose, you know that don't you?' he said quietly.
Quatre nodded, 'yes I know, and I am more grateful then I could ever express in words.'
Heero stood up, his eyes looking suspiciously moist, 'well with the decision made we need to get to work. Your father will not let this go lightly.'
Quatre grinned at them then, a sort of naughty school boy grin that made his face light up, dispelling the terrible weariness that had there only moments before. 'That I know only too well,' he said before rising from the table.
Trowa had watched the abstract conversation with growing curiosity and apprehension. Quatre had obviously come to an important decision, but whether that decision boded well for him or not he didn't know.
Quatre came around to Trowa's side of the table and laid a companionable hand on his shoulder. Instead of feeling annoyance by the gesture Trowa felt a gentle warmth spread though his body from the blonde's contact and had to fight very hard to prevent himself from leaning back into Quatre's touch.
Quatre motioned for him to rise and Trowa followed the captain with no complaint. Once they had re-entered Trowa's room Trowa moved to sit on the small bed while Quatre moved the chair over and settled himself into it.
The pirate seemed calmer now Trowa noticed, more in control. Quatre watched him quietly for a moment before sighing. 'I really have no idea how to explain this to you Trowa but I will do it as best as I can.'
Nodding Trowa settled back against the wall and waited patiently for Quatre to gather his thoughts and begin.
TBC.