Chapter 4: Words
"I'm worried Cathrine." said Varidia at the kitchen table. A cup of hot coffee was on the table as she sarred at the center of it.
"About Trowa you mean?"
"Yes. Not just his wounds though." Varidia stopped starring at her mug and starred directly at Cathrine. " Can I ask you something? Since... Since you've known Trowa longer?"
Cathrine smiled, "Well, knowone really knows Trowa. Not even me. But I will try."
Varidia fiddled with her hood ties before looking up. "Do you know anything about Trowa's past?" "no." Cathrine looked down. "But can I ask you a question?"
"sure."
" Why are you so worried about Trowa all of a sudden? " Cathrine Smirked.
Varidia blushed a bit and shook her head, "No...I don't like him........"
Cathrine found it hard not to laugh, " Did I say that you liked him?"
Varidia drew a blank face. A hint of blush could be noticed. She took a sip of her coffee. "Don't tell him.."
"Don't worry." she winked back a Varidia. " He's a hard guy to get through to. The only person that he does talk to is Heero. Maybe Quatre."
"So?"
"So what I'm saying is go ask Heero, if you want to. Or just go ask Relena," she smiled "Heero doesn't seem like the type to talk."
"Right..." Varidia got up and thought. "Where is Quatre?" she asked in a soft tone. "If Im not mistaken, I think he's getting ready to go to dinner with Tiara, not sure."
Varidia rose her eyebrow and let out a short sigh. "Well, ok, I'll just go and ask Relena." She watched as Cathrine took a sip of her coffee and set it back down on the table. Varidia walked away, still deep in thought. She walked up the beatiful stairway. She followed the red carpeting up the the top step. ' Now.... Where's Relena's room ?' she thought as she stood at the stairtop. "I think that it's the one at the end of the hallway... " she whispered to herself. She treaded her way as she past by Trowa's bedroom. The door was open a bit, just enough so that the light slipped into his room and up upon his bed. "Trowa...." she whispered. She opened the door a bit more. It creeked and she froze. It took her a couple of seconds before she moved again, hopeing that it didn't wake him.
She looked at Trowa. He was laying there, clutching the sheets once again. He was tossing his head from side to side. She took another step forward. He muttered something and Varidia listened intensivly. He mubbled it agian, each time getting clearer. ' He's talking in his sleep... ' she thought.
He moved his head to his left, pain filled his face. "Ca- Cathrine!....Don't.......leave....I care about you. " he muttered out. Varidia's eyes opened wide as her heart raced. Not with excitment but with pain. A tear came to her eye and she stepped back.
"No.....But last night......you...." she choked on her breath as her eyes seemed to fill, "I thought you liked....me..." she trailed off and a single tear streamed down her face. She ran out of the room, her tears seeming to follow her. She bent down, her hands around her legs and her head between her knees. She let the tears flow. In between tears she managed to speak, " I just don't.... Understand...." she looked up at the white ceiling and starred through it. "Why ?"
Back in the kitchen Cathrine was finishing up the remaing dishes. She towel dried the last mug and set it carfully into the glass cupbaord. She slowly walked toward the base of the stairs. ' I wonder if she got anything out of Relena..' she thought and rose her hand and dragged it through her soft hair and proceeded up the stairs. Once she had careesed the top. She scanned to her left where she saw Varidia sitting outside Trowa's room. With worry she quickened her pace and knelt down to where Varidia was. "Are you ok ?" she asked holding her hand to Varidia's sholder.
Varidia stopped crying enough so that she could speek. "Why ? " she mumbled. "Why didn't you tell me ? "
Cathrine looked confused and rubbed her hand on Varidia's back. "What do you mean ?" Varidia rose her head, her eyes were tense, her blue eyes were dead, but full of flame. Her eyes narrowed, "Like I need to say anything." she hissed. "Why didn't you tell me that you were with Trowa?" Cathrine looked at her with confusion. "Damnit Why!" she shouted.
"Varidia....I don't - " Varidia cut her off.
"You let me to beleive that he liked me!" she shouted, she stood up and faced Cathrine. Her hands now in fists and her breathing had increase. Cathrine was now stepping back.
"What are you talking about."
"Heh" Varidia said as she shook her head. Her black hair covered her eyes, and her cloths were now messed and her hoody unzipped.
In the bedroom Trowa slowly opened his eyes, ajusting them to the light that came from the door way. He slowly sat up and wiped the sweat from his forhead and calmed his breathing. He winced at the pain. He took his right hand and held the bangages that covered his lower chest. His vision became clear and his hearing acute. He could hear two voices. They too seemed to echo through his head. "Cathrine?" he slid his legs to the side of the bed. He attemped to get up, dispite the pain he took a step. He seemed to be getting better as the wound on his forhead was healed, except for a small scar. He walked over to the door, ' Varidia? ' he thought.
He glanced down at the door way. In the small bit of light that illuminated his feet he saw two shadows. Moving back and forth. He opened the door and there infront of him was Cathrine and Varidia.
Varidia wiped the tears from her face and tucked a bit of her soft black hair behind her ear. She stared at Trowa, her eyes seeming to fill with more tears. Cathrine looked at Trowa with a confused look and then she glanced back at Varidia.
Trowa looked over at Varidia. She looked at her feet and glanced back up. "I...I just..." she closed her eyes tightly and she turned and ran into her room, shutting the door and then hearing a thump.
Trowa looked at Cathirne, "What was that all about?" he asked coldly. Cathrine looked down the hallway and glanced back up at Trowa.
"Don't ask me.." she turned toward him, she smirked, not wanting to worry him. "Now, get back into bed. You'll need to get all the rest that you can. Your big act is comming up soon. It also looks as if your getting better."
"I'm fine."
"Do you want me to get you anything?" Trowa said nothing and just walked back into his room. It was 7:30 pm and he didn't feel tierd. He just felt like sitting on his bed trying to remember, anything. He sat down. Cathrine peered into the room. She placed her hands in her pockets. "Im going to go out tonight. I just need to think some things over." Agian Trowa said nothing. Cathrine walked away and soon the door shut.
In the room down the hall, Tiara and Quatre were getting ready for their date. Tiara heard the shouting, despite the fun that she was having with Quatre. She got up and walked toward the door. Her white dress moved swiftly arccoss the floor as she walked. She turned her head toward Quatre. "I wonder what happend?" she asked as peice of her long blonde hair came out from behind her ear.
Quatre was in front of the mirrior buttoning up his white dress shirt, "I don't know, but I hope everythings alright."
"Me too.." she glanced at the door and then back at Quatre. She smirked at him, "Come with me."
Quatre smirked back and knodded his head and they both proceeded out the door. Quatre shut the door behind him.
Quatre was behind Tiara and watched as he passed Trowa's door, he glanced in on his way by. Tiara had stopped at Varisia's door. She pressed her ear up against it and listened. "Do you hear that?" she asked Quatre. She heard sobbing. She rose her fist up and knocked on it ever so lightly. "Varidia? It's me, Tiara.." she waited and minuite before responding, just incase Varidia had awnsered. Nothing. "Can I come in? I might be able to help.."
Varidia lifted her head off the dampened pillow, and wiped the reamaining tears from her eyes. She stopped crying long enough so that she could speak. "Come....Come in." Tiara opened the door. Seeing her friend upset she rushed over to where Varidia was on the bed. She sat down beside her and put her hand upon Varidia's back. "What's wrong?" Quatre stood in the doorway and watched.
Varidia looked up and once again wiped her face. "I don't....I don't know. I just don't....understand anything....anymore.." she laid her head back into her hands. Tiara rubbed her back with her hand.
"You know that you can tell me whats wrong, and you know that." Tiara said giving Varidia a slight hug. "You'll feel better once you get it all out."
Varidia looked up and took a small breath in between tears. "It's....It's Trowa..." she whispered and turned her head away from Tiara.
Tiara glaced around at Quatre who was listening in and then turned her attension back to Variaida. "What about him?"
Varidia glaced up at her friend. Her eyes were red, and she wiped them down once more. "I.....The other night....I was with him...when he was brought back...." she glaced down at her shoes. " I.....I just got the feeling that he.....might have liked......me....." she trailed off and lowered her head even lower.
Tiara rubbed Varidia's back once again. "What did....he do?" Varidia starred straight.
"I....I don't know..." she then turned her head toward her friend and dropped her eyes. "He....he touched my face...and.."
"I know." Tiara said as she gave Varidia a hug. "But what was it that got you so upset?"
"I....told Cathrine....that I ....liked him..." her voice quiet and shakey. "But then I went upstairs....and past his door..." she looked up at Tiara, tears quickly filled in her now grey eyes. "and?" asked Tiara in a kind voice.
"and....he was mubbling something. So.....so I walked in." she dropped her head into the pillow that was on her lap. She lifted her head up a bit just enough so that she could talk, "He was talking about.....Cathrine and how he....." she looked up, "about how he cared about her...." Tiara's eyes widened and kept listening. She folded the rest of her hair behind her ears and placed her hand back on Varidia's back.
"But....it was the way that he said it........." Varidia said as she tightened her fists. Tiara looked at Varidia and looked down. She then turned her attension to Quatre who was by the door way. She looked into his blue eyes and smirked, "Could you give us a miniute?" Quatre smiled and knodded his head and left the room.
He quietly shut the door and stood there for a second and let out a small sigh. He then walked past Trowa's room. He glanced in the space that the open door had created. He lifted his fist to the door and knocked on it. "Trowa?" he asked in a kind voice. He waited a miniute, nothing was heard. Quatre pushed on the door and opened it and to his surprise he saw Trowa sitting on the bed.
The dying circle of the sun was starting to disapear behind the crags. The sun casted the last of its rays which spread over the horizen.The light shone through Trowa's large windows and the rays illuminated the room, shining on the bed and upon him. The room was dark, the only light, was that which had surrounded him. He was starring forward, seeming to be deep in thought.
Quatre walked to the end of the bed. "Varidia's worried about you." he looked at Trowa. Trowa turned his head to face Quatre, his face now in shadow. Quatre took a small step forward, " You should open up Trowa, your hiding far to many secrets." he paused. " Why, don't you try to talk to someone it may help you sort things out." Quatre's face looked grim out the beond the orange light. A few mintutes of silence past before Trowa broke the silence.
"Quatre, Do you remember your childhood?" he said starring at the floor. Quatre's eyes widened as he looked at Trowa who was now starring directly at him.
"Yes." Quatre's eyes seemed to fill with emotion. "I lived a happy life with my family, until one day when I saw all the pain that war had caused. " he paused and looked at Trowa thoughtfully. "I'll never forget it, even though deep down I wanted to. That day changed my life and it was the main insparaction for me to become a gundam pilot."
Trowa glaced up at Quatre. For a breif second you could see suprise on his face beofore it had vanished completely. "So then you moved on?"
Quatre glaced up at Trowa once more and knodded his head. "Trowa?"
"I can't really remember." he looked into Quatres eyes. "I keep having these dreams, and I can't desifere thair meaning."
"Maybe, if you tell me, I might be able to help you though it." Quatre put his hand on Trowa's sholder.
"I keep seeing this girl." Trowa starred at the floor once again. "She reminds me of Cathrine." Quatre smirked understandingly, "Do you think that this has anything to do with your past?"
"I think that might be it."
Quatre thought to himself for a moment before speaking, "Have you tried talking to Cathrine about this?"
Trowa said nothing and Quatre quietly left the room, letting the heavyarms pilot to think.
Quatre stood outside Trowa's door. His hands were in his pockets and his head down. He heard a noise and looked over toward Varidia's door. There was Tiara. She slowly made her way to Quatre. She smiled, "I think I got her calmed down." Quatre smiled back, "Shall we?" The two made their way down the stairs and out through the door.
"I'm worried Cathrine." said Varidia at the kitchen table. A cup of hot coffee was on the table as she sarred at the center of it.
"About Trowa you mean?"
"Yes. Not just his wounds though." Varidia stopped starring at her mug and starred directly at Cathrine. " Can I ask you something? Since... Since you've known Trowa longer?"
Cathrine smiled, "Well, knowone really knows Trowa. Not even me. But I will try."
Varidia fiddled with her hood ties before looking up. "Do you know anything about Trowa's past?" "no." Cathrine looked down. "But can I ask you a question?"
"sure."
" Why are you so worried about Trowa all of a sudden? " Cathrine Smirked.
Varidia blushed a bit and shook her head, "No...I don't like him........"
Cathrine found it hard not to laugh, " Did I say that you liked him?"
Varidia drew a blank face. A hint of blush could be noticed. She took a sip of her coffee. "Don't tell him.."
"Don't worry." she winked back a Varidia. " He's a hard guy to get through to. The only person that he does talk to is Heero. Maybe Quatre."
"So?"
"So what I'm saying is go ask Heero, if you want to. Or just go ask Relena," she smiled "Heero doesn't seem like the type to talk."
"Right..." Varidia got up and thought. "Where is Quatre?" she asked in a soft tone. "If Im not mistaken, I think he's getting ready to go to dinner with Tiara, not sure."
Varidia rose her eyebrow and let out a short sigh. "Well, ok, I'll just go and ask Relena." She watched as Cathrine took a sip of her coffee and set it back down on the table. Varidia walked away, still deep in thought. She walked up the beatiful stairway. She followed the red carpeting up the the top step. ' Now.... Where's Relena's room ?' she thought as she stood at the stairtop. "I think that it's the one at the end of the hallway... " she whispered to herself. She treaded her way as she past by Trowa's bedroom. The door was open a bit, just enough so that the light slipped into his room and up upon his bed. "Trowa...." she whispered. She opened the door a bit more. It creeked and she froze. It took her a couple of seconds before she moved again, hopeing that it didn't wake him.
She looked at Trowa. He was laying there, clutching the sheets once again. He was tossing his head from side to side. She took another step forward. He muttered something and Varidia listened intensivly. He mubbled it agian, each time getting clearer. ' He's talking in his sleep... ' she thought.
He moved his head to his left, pain filled his face. "Ca- Cathrine!....Don't.......leave....I care about you. " he muttered out. Varidia's eyes opened wide as her heart raced. Not with excitment but with pain. A tear came to her eye and she stepped back.
"No.....But last night......you...." she choked on her breath as her eyes seemed to fill, "I thought you liked....me..." she trailed off and a single tear streamed down her face. She ran out of the room, her tears seeming to follow her. She bent down, her hands around her legs and her head between her knees. She let the tears flow. In between tears she managed to speak, " I just don't.... Understand...." she looked up at the white ceiling and starred through it. "Why ?"
Back in the kitchen Cathrine was finishing up the remaing dishes. She towel dried the last mug and set it carfully into the glass cupbaord. She slowly walked toward the base of the stairs. ' I wonder if she got anything out of Relena..' she thought and rose her hand and dragged it through her soft hair and proceeded up the stairs. Once she had careesed the top. She scanned to her left where she saw Varidia sitting outside Trowa's room. With worry she quickened her pace and knelt down to where Varidia was. "Are you ok ?" she asked holding her hand to Varidia's sholder.
Varidia stopped crying enough so that she could speek. "Why ? " she mumbled. "Why didn't you tell me ? "
Cathrine looked confused and rubbed her hand on Varidia's back. "What do you mean ?" Varidia rose her head, her eyes were tense, her blue eyes were dead, but full of flame. Her eyes narrowed, "Like I need to say anything." she hissed. "Why didn't you tell me that you were with Trowa?" Cathrine looked at her with confusion. "Damnit Why!" she shouted.
"Varidia....I don't - " Varidia cut her off.
"You let me to beleive that he liked me!" she shouted, she stood up and faced Cathrine. Her hands now in fists and her breathing had increase. Cathrine was now stepping back.
"What are you talking about."
"Heh" Varidia said as she shook her head. Her black hair covered her eyes, and her cloths were now messed and her hoody unzipped.
In the bedroom Trowa slowly opened his eyes, ajusting them to the light that came from the door way. He slowly sat up and wiped the sweat from his forhead and calmed his breathing. He winced at the pain. He took his right hand and held the bangages that covered his lower chest. His vision became clear and his hearing acute. He could hear two voices. They too seemed to echo through his head. "Cathrine?" he slid his legs to the side of the bed. He attemped to get up, dispite the pain he took a step. He seemed to be getting better as the wound on his forhead was healed, except for a small scar. He walked over to the door, ' Varidia? ' he thought.
He glanced down at the door way. In the small bit of light that illuminated his feet he saw two shadows. Moving back and forth. He opened the door and there infront of him was Cathrine and Varidia.
Varidia wiped the tears from her face and tucked a bit of her soft black hair behind her ear. She stared at Trowa, her eyes seeming to fill with more tears. Cathrine looked at Trowa with a confused look and then she glanced back at Varidia.
Trowa looked over at Varidia. She looked at her feet and glanced back up. "I...I just..." she closed her eyes tightly and she turned and ran into her room, shutting the door and then hearing a thump.
Trowa looked at Cathirne, "What was that all about?" he asked coldly. Cathrine looked down the hallway and glanced back up at Trowa.
"Don't ask me.." she turned toward him, she smirked, not wanting to worry him. "Now, get back into bed. You'll need to get all the rest that you can. Your big act is comming up soon. It also looks as if your getting better."
"I'm fine."
"Do you want me to get you anything?" Trowa said nothing and just walked back into his room. It was 7:30 pm and he didn't feel tierd. He just felt like sitting on his bed trying to remember, anything. He sat down. Cathrine peered into the room. She placed her hands in her pockets. "Im going to go out tonight. I just need to think some things over." Agian Trowa said nothing. Cathrine walked away and soon the door shut.
In the room down the hall, Tiara and Quatre were getting ready for their date. Tiara heard the shouting, despite the fun that she was having with Quatre. She got up and walked toward the door. Her white dress moved swiftly arccoss the floor as she walked. She turned her head toward Quatre. "I wonder what happend?" she asked as peice of her long blonde hair came out from behind her ear.
Quatre was in front of the mirrior buttoning up his white dress shirt, "I don't know, but I hope everythings alright."
"Me too.." she glanced at the door and then back at Quatre. She smirked at him, "Come with me."
Quatre smirked back and knodded his head and they both proceeded out the door. Quatre shut the door behind him.
Quatre was behind Tiara and watched as he passed Trowa's door, he glanced in on his way by. Tiara had stopped at Varisia's door. She pressed her ear up against it and listened. "Do you hear that?" she asked Quatre. She heard sobbing. She rose her fist up and knocked on it ever so lightly. "Varidia? It's me, Tiara.." she waited and minuite before responding, just incase Varidia had awnsered. Nothing. "Can I come in? I might be able to help.."
Varidia lifted her head off the dampened pillow, and wiped the reamaining tears from her eyes. She stopped crying long enough so that she could speak. "Come....Come in." Tiara opened the door. Seeing her friend upset she rushed over to where Varidia was on the bed. She sat down beside her and put her hand upon Varidia's back. "What's wrong?" Quatre stood in the doorway and watched.
Varidia looked up and once again wiped her face. "I don't....I don't know. I just don't....understand anything....anymore.." she laid her head back into her hands. Tiara rubbed her back with her hand.
"You know that you can tell me whats wrong, and you know that." Tiara said giving Varidia a slight hug. "You'll feel better once you get it all out."
Varidia looked up and took a small breath in between tears. "It's....It's Trowa..." she whispered and turned her head away from Tiara.
Tiara glaced around at Quatre who was listening in and then turned her attension back to Variaida. "What about him?"
Varidia glaced up at her friend. Her eyes were red, and she wiped them down once more. "I.....The other night....I was with him...when he was brought back...." she glaced down at her shoes. " I.....I just got the feeling that he.....might have liked......me....." she trailed off and lowered her head even lower.
Tiara rubbed Varidia's back once again. "What did....he do?" Varidia starred straight.
"I....I don't know..." she then turned her head toward her friend and dropped her eyes. "He....he touched my face...and.."
"I know." Tiara said as she gave Varidia a hug. "But what was it that got you so upset?"
"I....told Cathrine....that I ....liked him..." her voice quiet and shakey. "But then I went upstairs....and past his door..." she looked up at Tiara, tears quickly filled in her now grey eyes. "and?" asked Tiara in a kind voice.
"and....he was mubbling something. So.....so I walked in." she dropped her head into the pillow that was on her lap. She lifted her head up a bit just enough so that she could talk, "He was talking about.....Cathrine and how he....." she looked up, "about how he cared about her...." Tiara's eyes widened and kept listening. She folded the rest of her hair behind her ears and placed her hand back on Varidia's back.
"But....it was the way that he said it........." Varidia said as she tightened her fists. Tiara looked at Varidia and looked down. She then turned her attension to Quatre who was by the door way. She looked into his blue eyes and smirked, "Could you give us a miniute?" Quatre smiled and knodded his head and left the room.
He quietly shut the door and stood there for a second and let out a small sigh. He then walked past Trowa's room. He glanced in the space that the open door had created. He lifted his fist to the door and knocked on it. "Trowa?" he asked in a kind voice. He waited a miniute, nothing was heard. Quatre pushed on the door and opened it and to his surprise he saw Trowa sitting on the bed.
The dying circle of the sun was starting to disapear behind the crags. The sun casted the last of its rays which spread over the horizen.The light shone through Trowa's large windows and the rays illuminated the room, shining on the bed and upon him. The room was dark, the only light, was that which had surrounded him. He was starring forward, seeming to be deep in thought.
Quatre walked to the end of the bed. "Varidia's worried about you." he looked at Trowa. Trowa turned his head to face Quatre, his face now in shadow. Quatre took a small step forward, " You should open up Trowa, your hiding far to many secrets." he paused. " Why, don't you try to talk to someone it may help you sort things out." Quatre's face looked grim out the beond the orange light. A few mintutes of silence past before Trowa broke the silence.
"Quatre, Do you remember your childhood?" he said starring at the floor. Quatre's eyes widened as he looked at Trowa who was now starring directly at him.
"Yes." Quatre's eyes seemed to fill with emotion. "I lived a happy life with my family, until one day when I saw all the pain that war had caused. " he paused and looked at Trowa thoughtfully. "I'll never forget it, even though deep down I wanted to. That day changed my life and it was the main insparaction for me to become a gundam pilot."
Trowa glaced up at Quatre. For a breif second you could see suprise on his face beofore it had vanished completely. "So then you moved on?"
Quatre glaced up at Trowa once more and knodded his head. "Trowa?"
"I can't really remember." he looked into Quatres eyes. "I keep having these dreams, and I can't desifere thair meaning."
"Maybe, if you tell me, I might be able to help you though it." Quatre put his hand on Trowa's sholder.
"I keep seeing this girl." Trowa starred at the floor once again. "She reminds me of Cathrine." Quatre smirked understandingly, "Do you think that this has anything to do with your past?"
"I think that might be it."
Quatre thought to himself for a moment before speaking, "Have you tried talking to Cathrine about this?"
Trowa said nothing and Quatre quietly left the room, letting the heavyarms pilot to think.
Quatre stood outside Trowa's door. His hands were in his pockets and his head down. He heard a noise and looked over toward Varidia's door. There was Tiara. She slowly made her way to Quatre. She smiled, "I think I got her calmed down." Quatre smiled back, "Shall we?" The two made their way down the stairs and out through the door.