Chapter 2 : Feelings
Heero knelt next to Trowa, wondering why he hadn't noticed this earlier. The other pilot was hurt, badly by the look of it. He watched as Trowa slipped into unconsciousness, not able to do anything to keep him awake.
Carefully, Heero rolled Trowa over onto his back. The head wound looked bad as the blood almost was seeming to pour from it.
' What could have made Trowa become to carless?" Heero thought. He then rose up Trowa's large black sweatshirt, checking to see where the pilot was hurt. He gently pressed on his chest and abdomen, looking for internal injuries, eliciting a groan from Trowa, with every touch to the pilot's body. He was shocked to find that three of his ribs were broken.
Heero pulled Trowa's shirt down and lifted the unconscious pilot off the ground. He would have slung Trowa over his shoulder, but he didn't want to risk makeing his injuries even worse. Trowa groaned, but Heero ignored it, knowing he had to get Trowa some medical attention. And the only place he could find help, would be at the mansion.
It didn't take long to get there, even with the extra burden of carrying Trowa. As soon as he walked in the door, Heero noticed that the place was empty. It didn't look as if Quatre and Duo had gotten there yet.
He took Trowa up to one of the bedrooms of the mainsion and gently laid him down on a bed. Then he treated his injuries. After bandaging his head and chest, Heero sat back. A gasp was heard. Heero looked up and glanced over at the door.
There in the door was stood Varidia. Her eyes were full of worry and her hand was on her chest (in a fist). "Trowa...." she seemed to whisper. "What happend? Is he going to be ok?" she asked in a shaking voice of worry.
Heero stood up and walked toward her calmly. "I don't know. His injuries are bad." and with that Heero walked out of the room coldly as if he didn't care that the piloet was hurt.
Varidia ran in and sat in the chair that was beside the bed. She took her hand and caressed the left side of his face, and she then made her way down to his hand where she then held it. "Oh Trowa.." she sighed.
' How can I tell you this. How can I tell you I love you. ' she thought and then leaned upon the bed and let used her arm as a pillow. " I know that I havn't known you that long, but I knew that I liked you the first time I set my eyes on you. You can't leave me now....please Trowa? " she whispered that and then closed her eyes and fell asleep, her hand still holding his.
She hadn't slept long, or at least she didn't think she had, when a sound caught her attention. She looked to Trowa and noticed the way Trowa clutched tightly at the bed sheets. ' He must be having a nightmere. ' she thought, "Trowa?" she asked. Trowa then almost then seemed to yell out in pain as if he had been shot.
Varidia grasped him with her hand and shook his arm. "Trowa wake up!" she yelled. "TROWA!" Trowa opened his eyes and sat up. He winced at the pain of his broken ribs. His breathing was deep and sweat was beading off his forehead.
"Trowa...." whispered Varidia. Trowa let his eyes adjust to the light as he then saw Varidia beside him. He removed his hand from hers and swung his legs to the edge of the bed, attemped to get up.
"Trowa, no." Varidia said in a strong voice. "Lay back down, your hurt." Trowa said nothing and went to get up anyway. He stood up but as he did he collaped on the bed.
"See. Sit back down, your still low on blood." Trowa layed back down and just looked in the other direction.
"Trowa, tell me whats wrong. I know that somethings bothering you."
"It's nothing." Trowa said in a cold voice.
'At least he said something.' Varidia thought to herself. "Trowa....I - " He looked over at her. " Don't tell me it's nothing. I hear you. " she lowered her head. "I hear you at night, when your asleep. My room is next to yours. " a tear came to her eye. " I hear you call out. I sometimes watch you, to see if your alright. "
Trowa sat up, whincing at the pain once again and he wiped the tear from her eye. " I asure you, it's nothing. " his voice was so calm, and he then caressed her check. She raised her hand and held it up to her face and overlapped his. "Trowa..." She starred into his cold emerald eyes, hopeing maybe to see some emotion.
"It's 3:00 am. You better get some sleep."
"Right.." she knodded and left the room, glancing back.
Heero knelt next to Trowa, wondering why he hadn't noticed this earlier. The other pilot was hurt, badly by the look of it. He watched as Trowa slipped into unconsciousness, not able to do anything to keep him awake.
Carefully, Heero rolled Trowa over onto his back. The head wound looked bad as the blood almost was seeming to pour from it.
' What could have made Trowa become to carless?" Heero thought. He then rose up Trowa's large black sweatshirt, checking to see where the pilot was hurt. He gently pressed on his chest and abdomen, looking for internal injuries, eliciting a groan from Trowa, with every touch to the pilot's body. He was shocked to find that three of his ribs were broken.
Heero pulled Trowa's shirt down and lifted the unconscious pilot off the ground. He would have slung Trowa over his shoulder, but he didn't want to risk makeing his injuries even worse. Trowa groaned, but Heero ignored it, knowing he had to get Trowa some medical attention. And the only place he could find help, would be at the mansion.
It didn't take long to get there, even with the extra burden of carrying Trowa. As soon as he walked in the door, Heero noticed that the place was empty. It didn't look as if Quatre and Duo had gotten there yet.
He took Trowa up to one of the bedrooms of the mainsion and gently laid him down on a bed. Then he treated his injuries. After bandaging his head and chest, Heero sat back. A gasp was heard. Heero looked up and glanced over at the door.
There in the door was stood Varidia. Her eyes were full of worry and her hand was on her chest (in a fist). "Trowa...." she seemed to whisper. "What happend? Is he going to be ok?" she asked in a shaking voice of worry.
Heero stood up and walked toward her calmly. "I don't know. His injuries are bad." and with that Heero walked out of the room coldly as if he didn't care that the piloet was hurt.
Varidia ran in and sat in the chair that was beside the bed. She took her hand and caressed the left side of his face, and she then made her way down to his hand where she then held it. "Oh Trowa.." she sighed.
' How can I tell you this. How can I tell you I love you. ' she thought and then leaned upon the bed and let used her arm as a pillow. " I know that I havn't known you that long, but I knew that I liked you the first time I set my eyes on you. You can't leave me now....please Trowa? " she whispered that and then closed her eyes and fell asleep, her hand still holding his.
She hadn't slept long, or at least she didn't think she had, when a sound caught her attention. She looked to Trowa and noticed the way Trowa clutched tightly at the bed sheets. ' He must be having a nightmere. ' she thought, "Trowa?" she asked. Trowa then almost then seemed to yell out in pain as if he had been shot.
Varidia grasped him with her hand and shook his arm. "Trowa wake up!" she yelled. "TROWA!" Trowa opened his eyes and sat up. He winced at the pain of his broken ribs. His breathing was deep and sweat was beading off his forehead.
"Trowa...." whispered Varidia. Trowa let his eyes adjust to the light as he then saw Varidia beside him. He removed his hand from hers and swung his legs to the edge of the bed, attemped to get up.
"Trowa, no." Varidia said in a strong voice. "Lay back down, your hurt." Trowa said nothing and went to get up anyway. He stood up but as he did he collaped on the bed.
"See. Sit back down, your still low on blood." Trowa layed back down and just looked in the other direction.
"Trowa, tell me whats wrong. I know that somethings bothering you."
"It's nothing." Trowa said in a cold voice.
'At least he said something.' Varidia thought to herself. "Trowa....I - " He looked over at her. " Don't tell me it's nothing. I hear you. " she lowered her head. "I hear you at night, when your asleep. My room is next to yours. " a tear came to her eye. " I hear you call out. I sometimes watch you, to see if your alright. "
Trowa sat up, whincing at the pain once again and he wiped the tear from her eye. " I asure you, it's nothing. " his voice was so calm, and he then caressed her check. She raised her hand and held it up to her face and overlapped his. "Trowa..." She starred into his cold emerald eyes, hopeing maybe to see some emotion.
"It's 3:00 am. You better get some sleep."
"Right.." she knodded and left the room, glancing back.