Two Princes
By Devon Masterson
Part III
Quatre sat in his study looking over a few reports that he didn't get to look over from a few days ago. He knew he was not suppose to be working but it couldn't hurt to do a little work. It was not like he was in his office so it was technically okay as long as Trowa did not catch him that is. The door opened and he quickly put away the report then sighed once he realized it was not Trowa. "Miss Kitsune," he smiled as he stood. "How can I help you?"
"I'm sorry to bother you," she replied. "I went through the wrong door. I was trying to get a feel for the place."
"Duty to the end," he laughed. "You sound like a lot like me."
"You were working?" Fox asked. "No wonder you jumped when I came into the room. You're supposed to be on vacation remember?"
"So are you," he replied.
She flushed slightly. "That's different. I am responsible for Sadirah's life and you never know when an over zealous fan might try something."
Quatre looked at her thoughtfully. This woman was very interesting. "How long have you known my sister?" he asked offering her a seat.
"Actually we were school enemies for two years," she answered. "Then one day we got into a situation that caused us to join forces and we've been best friends every since. What about you, Trowa, and Duo?"
"We were in the war together," Quatre answered. "We often worked together along two other friends of ours Heero and Wufei."
"So what's the story with you and Trowa?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" Quatre asked. "We're just friends. He's practically a brother."
"Oh," she said flushing slightly. "I thought that you two…"
"I am not gay," he declared. That was two times that he had been accused of such.
"It's just that you seem…not that there's anything wrong with being…I'm going to shut up."
Quatre sighed. "It's alright, Miss Kitsune," he sighed. "It's the price of having twenty-nine sisters and no brothers, but at least I know a lot about women."
Fox smirked. She imagined that was probably true. "Your girlfriend must keep you busy then."
"She probably would if I had one," Quatre replied good-naturedly. He was starting to get a little nervous. It had been awhile since he met a woman that he was curious about. She was quite attractive and it did not help that he hadn't had sex in three years. Now, was not the time to pounce on the first interesting woman that came his way, though he was struggling not to think about it. "I guess I've always been too busy."
"I know what you mean," she replied shifting the subject slightly. "Touring with Sadirah leaves little time for anything else.
"Well I'm sure…"
"Quatre," Trowa interrupted as he walked into the room. He looked Kitsune warily. She seemed very comfortable around Quatre, he didn't like it. "What are you doing?"
"Miss Kitsune and I were just talking," Quatre answered strategically. Trowa asked him what was he doing currently and not was he was doing before, so he was safe.
The emerald eyed man looked suspiciously. "You look like you've been working."
"I do?" the blonde asked innocently.
"You know you're supposed to be resting," Trowa reminded him.
"I better check on Sadi," Fox replied as she left the room. "It was nice talking with you, Quatre."
"I enjoyed it as well," he smiled. She grinned and shut the door behind her. "Why were you so rude? She is not the enemy, Trowa, and even if she was I can handle myself."
"You're supposed to be resting," Trowa repeated. He sifted though the papers and picked up and half-signed document. "How would your sisters respond if they knew that you were working yourself into an early grave and still without a heir to the family name?"
"You wouldn't?" Quatre challenged.
"Try me," the taller man replied. Green eyes met azure ones in battle. Neither was willing to back down.
Finally, Quatre backed away from the desk. His eyes were cold. He did not like such tactic used against him. His mind was already working to combat it for future battles. This time he would have to submit. "I never knew you to be a tattle tale," he remarked pouting.
Trowa's expression deflated somewhat, not even enough for even Quatre to notice. It was killing him to see the blonde mad at him. This was the only way to make sure that he got some rest. Losing Quatre to some stress related sickness, that could have been avoided, was not an option. "You forced me to do this." He ushered the blonde out of the room. Trust was not an option either.
Quatre cast another pouty look at the unspoken accusation then sighed inwardly. Anyone with common sense knew he would have sneaked back down there as soon as his jailer went around the corner. "Maybe I will take Duo up on his offer."
The green-eyed monster reared his head for a moment of brevity, before a memory of the braided man suggesting that they all go clubbing came to mind. He had to relax. If he kept taking every second Quatre spent in someone else's company personally, he would tip him off. Besides, Duo did not want Quatre. Duo made it plainly clear that he was interested only in Parisian Cuisine. "Good night, Quatre," he said before turning a corner.
Quatre blinked curiously for a second then went upstairs. He placed his hand on his doorknob then stopped. The impulse to do something wild came over him. It has been awhile since he did something spontaneous. Everyone was telling him to relax and he was forced into a vacation…he might as well enjoy it. Now who to go with?
Duo walked up the steps and looked Quatre for a moment. Something was wrong, the blonde was just standing at the door staring off into space. Part of him wanted to keep walking, Quatre was his rival after all, and he was practically the enemy! Friendship and common sense won out in the end. "You're not going to keel over are you?" Duo asked walking over to him.
"I'm fine," he smiled turning his head. "I'm going out. Are you coming?"
Duo grinned. "Is that a proposition?" He raised an eyebrow.
Quatre flushed, but managed to keep his composure. "Save it for the club."
"You're serious?" Duo asked.
Quatre walked passed him. "I do have a bit of a wild streak," he replied slightly annoyed.
"Hey," Duo called after him, "what brought this on?"
"You actually," he answered. "But I've been thinking about I from time to time."
"Being a virgin's getting to you, huh?"
A blond eyebrow raised. "I haven't been a virgin for quite some time."
"Since when?" he asked curiously. He wanted all the details.
"I'll tell you on the way," Quatre replied.
"You're trying to trick me," Duo observed, "but I'm coming anyway. I have to hear this."
"Good." Quatre reached the bottom of the stairs. "I thought we'd…"
"I thought you were going to bed," a stern voice said from behind them.
The blonde turned around. "I never said that." He smiled. "This is my vacation if I am going to relax like I am supposed to then I am going to have to leave the house. Come with us, you probably need a vacation more than I do."
"Us?" Trowa asked. His eyebrow raised as he looked behind the Arabian. Duo smiled and raised his eyebrows several times. "I coming with you."
"Let's go," Quatre suggested.
"Hold it right there," Sadirah replied. "I know you weren't leaving." She folded her arms and stared at him crossly. Fox snickered lightly. "Do you actually think I would let my baby brother gallivant all over town hopping from club to club with his friends, getting into who knows what?"
"Yes," Quatre smiled.
"Then you know me well," she laughed. She turned to Fox. "Looks like there's going to be a jail break. You up for it?"
© 2004 Devon Masterson-Bond
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