A/N: Another old drabble from my stay on the TQML. This was for the 195 word challenge, in which you had to write a fic in 195 words or less. Since they'd just aired the episode where Quatre goes ballistic with the Zero system, I decided to go for an angsty TQ ficlet.
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I stare at the empty space beside me. Trowa... I fancy I can see him, his gorgeous green eyes, one obscured by his lovely brown hair.
Lovely. I love him. I think he knew, though I never had the courage to say it. Yes, I am a coward. I attacked the colonies after my father died -- no, was murdered -- but he had the courage to save me.
Tears are forming in my eyes. I killed him. I think I can see him sitting on the edge of my bed, removing his shirt, slipping into bed beside me. He smiles ever-so-slightly, and wraps his arms around me. I melt into his touch, and our mouths meet for a desperate kiss.
But then I blink. Tears roll down my cheeks and the vision shatters into a million pieces of impossibility. More tears come, almost a flood now. How my uchuu no kokoro hurts, twisting and throbbing in my chest. It is bleeding now, the blood mingling with the tears on my pillow. I reach out beside me, but touch nothing. "Oh, Trowa..." I quietly sob.
-- Fin.