Chapter 6 : Passion
Varidia's Point of Veiw :
My eyes slowly opened. My eyes shut and then reopened trying to get used to the light of my lamp. I rubbed my eyes, still wet from the tears that had formed before I fell asleep. I removed the voilet sheet that covered my body. I let out a sigh. I just thought about Trowa. Why couldn't I be open and talk to him, like Tiara can with Quatre. Why can't I just ask him about Cathrine, and ask him why he touched my face that night?
I slowly rose my upper torso and swung my legs to the side of the bed. I ran my fingers through my soft hair, letting out a small sigh. I got up and made my way to the door. My room was mess, and my foot hooked on a stuffed cat and I almost fell. But I reagained my footing and opened the door.
I herd this sound. A beautiful slow tune. It filled the house, and filled my ears. "Trowa.." I sighed once again. It was amazing that he could play that well. I can only play the flute, and I'm still a beginner.
I walked down stairs, the soft red carpet tickled my bare feet. I stopped at the bottom. I glanced into the lining room where I saw Trowa, playing the piano, so eaisly, so beautiful. I turned my attension to the dinning room. I forced my self not to think of Trowa. I was still mad at him, and Cathrine. But still my feelings for him hadn't changed at all. My heart still loved him, and it raced everytime I saw him.
I quickly made my way from the stairs to the dining room in a matter of seconds. I calmly walked over to the fridge. I opened it with my right hand as I felt the cool air flow from it and hit my feet. I scanned the meats, I scanned the drinks and the rest of Quatre's cooking. Still nothing was there that I wanted. I shut the door, as I turned my head to wall where Trowa would be on the other side. I looked away, still upset, with him as well as myself. I walked out of the room and stopped at the side of the stair way. I looked at him. His eyes were so concintrated about playing and his fingers seemed to flow accross the keys. I turned my head again, pushing my feelings back, I needed to be strong. I took a step up the stairs.
"Varidia.."
Was that Trowa? Did he say my name? I scanned over to him where he was attempting to get up. I watched as he moved, he bent a bit trying to get up, he grabbed his broken ribs and sat back down. I froze, what was I to do? Was I supossed to help him? I felt my heart race, my thoughts became jumbled as I walked over to where he was. I asked him if he was ok. He spoke, he told me that he was fine.
I then attemped the unthinkable. I bent down a bit and put my hand around his waist and his left arm over my sholders. I waited for rejection. Nothing. I smiled as my nervousness seemed to disapear for a moment, but then quickly returned when I realized that he was by me, his body almost touching mine. ' He's tall... ' I thought to myself as I set him down on the couch. He still said nothing. I scanned at the cloth that was wrapped around him. It was grey and blood stained. I thought that he might need them changed. This would be a great opertunity to talk to him, about Cathrine, about everything that was making me so confused.
I told him that I would be right back and I walked over and into the kitchen, I opened the glass cupboard. I rose onto my toes as my hand reached for the kit. I knew it was there but I couldn't feel it. Soon my hand found it. I tugged on it and took it out of the cupboard and set it on the table. I unclasped it. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for but I knew how to use first aid. I found large cloth wrapping and tape. I brought it out to him. I felt his eyes match mine. I got this feeling. It felt so good. My heart raced and raced untill I broke the connection. I bent down beside him and told him that the cloth needed to be changed. I waited not sure of what his reaction would be. He said nothing and then just started to unwrap the cloth. His right arm touched his side and he winced.
"I'll help." I said as I started to unwrap him. Was I few inches from his chest? Was I accually close to him? It felt as if my heart would stop. He was calm, why couldn't I be. I herd his deep, soft voice speak. He said that there was nothing going on between him and Cathrine. I was shocked. I looked up at him. Our eyes connected again. This time I couldn't take the presure. I looked away. I starred down at his chest, my eyes wide open woundering what would come next. I felt his strong hand upon my chin, I looked up at him, starring into his dark green cores. He pulled my face closer. I still starred at him, he closed the space that was between us. I felt his soft lips caress mine and my eyes widened. Was this a dream? Were his lips on mine? He lifted off of me. I once again starred into his cores.
"Trowa.." I whipered and I began to finish wrapping him. I finished the last wrap and taped it. Again I felt his strong hand, this time caress the right side of my face. It felt as if I couldn't take a breath. This time we both closed the space between us. We both melted into a sweet, passionite Kiss. I carfully put my arms around his sholders, that was when I felt his large hand slip to my waist. I broke away from him and smiled.
"I've wanted this...for....a" I paused, "For a long time." He looked right back at me.
"So did I."
I smiled and laid my head on his chest, I could feel his skin benieth mine. My eyes slowly closed and before I knew it I was fast asleep.
End of P.O.V
The mansion door opened and two figures appeared. Quatre had his hand around Tiara, makeing light, short kisses to one another. Tiara giggled and set the large packages of outfits that Quatre had bought her beside her. Quatre had her agaisnt the wall, both of them haveing fun.
"Quatre!" she giggled, "Stop. Not here what if someone sees?" Quatre just continued to kiss her. Tiara looked into the living room and gasped. "Quatre! look" as she pointed toward the couch.
There on the couch was Trowa and Varidia. Varidia had her head upon his chest. Tiara smiled, "Thats so cute. Im glad that they got together." she turned her head toward Quatre. "Come on," she winked, "Lets go up stairs."
And with that Quatre grabbed Tiara. He put his hands undernieth her knees, holding her up. Tiara giggled happily as Quatre proceeded up the stairs.
Quatre opened the bedroom door and set Tiara on the bed. She smiled at him. He bent down and kissed her on the lips and she grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her. Quatre reached out, his fingers looking for the lamp switch. They found it and he turned off the light.
Varidia's Point of Veiw :
My eyes slowly opened. My eyes shut and then reopened trying to get used to the light of my lamp. I rubbed my eyes, still wet from the tears that had formed before I fell asleep. I removed the voilet sheet that covered my body. I let out a sigh. I just thought about Trowa. Why couldn't I be open and talk to him, like Tiara can with Quatre. Why can't I just ask him about Cathrine, and ask him why he touched my face that night?
I slowly rose my upper torso and swung my legs to the side of the bed. I ran my fingers through my soft hair, letting out a small sigh. I got up and made my way to the door. My room was mess, and my foot hooked on a stuffed cat and I almost fell. But I reagained my footing and opened the door.
I herd this sound. A beautiful slow tune. It filled the house, and filled my ears. "Trowa.." I sighed once again. It was amazing that he could play that well. I can only play the flute, and I'm still a beginner.
I walked down stairs, the soft red carpet tickled my bare feet. I stopped at the bottom. I glanced into the lining room where I saw Trowa, playing the piano, so eaisly, so beautiful. I turned my attension to the dinning room. I forced my self not to think of Trowa. I was still mad at him, and Cathrine. But still my feelings for him hadn't changed at all. My heart still loved him, and it raced everytime I saw him.
I quickly made my way from the stairs to the dining room in a matter of seconds. I calmly walked over to the fridge. I opened it with my right hand as I felt the cool air flow from it and hit my feet. I scanned the meats, I scanned the drinks and the rest of Quatre's cooking. Still nothing was there that I wanted. I shut the door, as I turned my head to wall where Trowa would be on the other side. I looked away, still upset, with him as well as myself. I walked out of the room and stopped at the side of the stair way. I looked at him. His eyes were so concintrated about playing and his fingers seemed to flow accross the keys. I turned my head again, pushing my feelings back, I needed to be strong. I took a step up the stairs.
"Varidia.."
Was that Trowa? Did he say my name? I scanned over to him where he was attempting to get up. I watched as he moved, he bent a bit trying to get up, he grabbed his broken ribs and sat back down. I froze, what was I to do? Was I supossed to help him? I felt my heart race, my thoughts became jumbled as I walked over to where he was. I asked him if he was ok. He spoke, he told me that he was fine.
I then attemped the unthinkable. I bent down a bit and put my hand around his waist and his left arm over my sholders. I waited for rejection. Nothing. I smiled as my nervousness seemed to disapear for a moment, but then quickly returned when I realized that he was by me, his body almost touching mine. ' He's tall... ' I thought to myself as I set him down on the couch. He still said nothing. I scanned at the cloth that was wrapped around him. It was grey and blood stained. I thought that he might need them changed. This would be a great opertunity to talk to him, about Cathrine, about everything that was making me so confused.
I told him that I would be right back and I walked over and into the kitchen, I opened the glass cupboard. I rose onto my toes as my hand reached for the kit. I knew it was there but I couldn't feel it. Soon my hand found it. I tugged on it and took it out of the cupboard and set it on the table. I unclasped it. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for but I knew how to use first aid. I found large cloth wrapping and tape. I brought it out to him. I felt his eyes match mine. I got this feeling. It felt so good. My heart raced and raced untill I broke the connection. I bent down beside him and told him that the cloth needed to be changed. I waited not sure of what his reaction would be. He said nothing and then just started to unwrap the cloth. His right arm touched his side and he winced.
"I'll help." I said as I started to unwrap him. Was I few inches from his chest? Was I accually close to him? It felt as if my heart would stop. He was calm, why couldn't I be. I herd his deep, soft voice speak. He said that there was nothing going on between him and Cathrine. I was shocked. I looked up at him. Our eyes connected again. This time I couldn't take the presure. I looked away. I starred down at his chest, my eyes wide open woundering what would come next. I felt his strong hand upon my chin, I looked up at him, starring into his dark green cores. He pulled my face closer. I still starred at him, he closed the space that was between us. I felt his soft lips caress mine and my eyes widened. Was this a dream? Were his lips on mine? He lifted off of me. I once again starred into his cores.
"Trowa.." I whipered and I began to finish wrapping him. I finished the last wrap and taped it. Again I felt his strong hand, this time caress the right side of my face. It felt as if I couldn't take a breath. This time we both closed the space between us. We both melted into a sweet, passionite Kiss. I carfully put my arms around his sholders, that was when I felt his large hand slip to my waist. I broke away from him and smiled.
"I've wanted this...for....a" I paused, "For a long time." He looked right back at me.
"So did I."
I smiled and laid my head on his chest, I could feel his skin benieth mine. My eyes slowly closed and before I knew it I was fast asleep.
End of P.O.V
The mansion door opened and two figures appeared. Quatre had his hand around Tiara, makeing light, short kisses to one another. Tiara giggled and set the large packages of outfits that Quatre had bought her beside her. Quatre had her agaisnt the wall, both of them haveing fun.
"Quatre!" she giggled, "Stop. Not here what if someone sees?" Quatre just continued to kiss her. Tiara looked into the living room and gasped. "Quatre! look" as she pointed toward the couch.
There on the couch was Trowa and Varidia. Varidia had her head upon his chest. Tiara smiled, "Thats so cute. Im glad that they got together." she turned her head toward Quatre. "Come on," she winked, "Lets go up stairs."
And with that Quatre grabbed Tiara. He put his hands undernieth her knees, holding her up. Tiara giggled happily as Quatre proceeded up the stairs.
Quatre opened the bedroom door and set Tiara on the bed. She smiled at him. He bent down and kissed her on the lips and she grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her. Quatre reached out, his fingers looking for the lamp switch. They found it and he turned off the light.