Unpredictable
Author's Note: This has been updated VERY early because I'm going on vacation for six days (until Feb. 26th) and can't update this until afterward. I made this extra long because right when I get back from break I have to update several other stories before this one again, but as promised I made sure to include shounen-ai! Now the romance is finally beginning to bloom. No, I'm sorry, they're not just going to have sex right away, but the romance will get more intense with each chapter and it won't be too far away! -
Warning: Yes, yes, as warned, there's a little shounen-ai in this chapter! And a few swearwords.
Chapter 7: Love's Chance
The soft, warm sand sparkled in the sun, as if diamonds were shimmering all over. Though the summer sun was high in the sky and the birds were flying over head freely, the atmosphere was far from happy. Word had traveled throughout the hotel about the man with the gun and the police had all ready been called. But it was too late to save the boy that had been taken by him…at least that's what most people were thinking, including the sobbing girl still on the floor, being helped up by waiters and waitresses. Three other people, however, had disagreed and followed in hot pursuit of the kidnapper.
On the shore of the large beach, a figure was trudging at a rather quick pace, as if trying to escape the world around him. He was gripping a small object in one hand and the other was dragging along another figure alongside him.
"Let me go!" Quatre exclaimed, trying to pull himself from the man's death grip.
Robert turned and snarled at him, "Keep quiet! Unless you're asking for a bullet in your mouth!"
Almost instantly, Quatre was silenced, opting to just glare at him, though the man had turned around again. As he was dragged roughly with no chance of escape, Quatre's bright eyes took in the beautiful rays shining down upon them, warming him up despite the cold chill he felt creeping up his spine. He was petrified. Quatre had thought he had been through enough all ready, ending recently with the dangerous encounter with the criminals, but an angry, jealous to-be-murder was even worse than sharks or poachers.
Hurry up Duo! I want to get away from this man…so we can finish our date with Trowa and Heero. Oh Trowa…I wish I could tell you how I feel.
His vision blurred as fresh tears welled in his eyes, shimmering as they reflected the sunlight. Quatre had wanted the dinner to go better than it had. They had barely said a word to each other and then…
Quatre was suddenly shoved roughly on the ground as Robert stopped and pointed his gun at him. Quatre looked around, observing their surroundings. Robert had brought him to a deserted part of the beach, probably miles from the hotel. They had been trudging through the sand for so long Quatre hadn't known how much time had passed.
There was a sharp click as the safety on the gun was released and once again Quatre found himself in a deadly situation. The man kept the gun pointed at his head, his hand steadier than before.
"Now, I want you to tell me exactly what you did to win her heart! Where did you touch her? How did you touch her? I want to know everything!"
Quatre stared up at him with a firm expression, "I told you, I don't know her. We're not together and I've never seen her before."
"You think I'm supposed to believe that?!" he spat, glaring harshly into Quatre's eyes, not wavering even slightly.
Quatre's eyes hardened, "Believe what you want, but it's true! I've never even been in a relationship before. I was on my very first date with Trowa when you…"
His words were lost in the air as he trailed off, unable to finish his sentence. Robert was glaring at him harshly when his eyes suddenly widened in surprise. His hold on the gun lessened but he still didn't take it from Quatre's face.
"Wait, isn't Trowa a man's name?"
Quatre nodded, feeling some relief that the man could think somewhat clearly. A sudden large smirk on the man's face erased any relief that had been there before.
"Well, well, blondes really are kinky," he sneered.
Quatre bit his lip, refusing to make the man mad at all costs. He just stared at him calmly, trying to figure out a way for the man to release him.
"So you know now, I don't know her and I certainly wasn't sleeping with her," Quatre said.
The man seemed to think for a second before shaking his head, "No…then why? Why doesn't she love me like I love her?"
Robert tensed and his eyes darkened with anger, "I know why! She thinks I'm ugly. It's not fair!" He suddenly stared coldly at Quatre, pushing the gun closer to his face. "It's not fair that boys like you have all the looks! I bet you could get anyone you want. All the girls drool over you and you don't understand how lucky you are because you're more interested in guys!" he spat with disgust.
"Not guys, or girls, just Trowa," Quatre retorted, feeling his anger rise.
"How touching…So you've found your perfect love that you'll have forever. And does he love you?"
The question was completely unexpected and Quatre's expression showed his shock and uncertainty. He didn't know how Trowa felt about him, or anything really. That was the point of the date was to get to know him better, but he hadn't been able to say anything. And now he wished he had done something.
"I take your silence as you don't know," Robert said, smiling bitterly. "So you know just how I feel about Maria. When you love someone so much you're too scared to tell them, but you're even more afraid of losing them. And then when you do tell them you're rejected! Oh, but I doubt you'd be rejected!"
Quatre didn't answer or retort to any of his comments. He was feeling uneasy being with the unstable man and was scared he might do something stupid. If Quatre died then he'd never have a chance to tell Trowa his feelings or know what it was like to truly be in love.
"Please, Robert…Now you see that I wasn't trying to ruin your chances with Maria. Please let me go. I don't want to live forever in silence. You made me realize I need to speak up and tell him or it might be too late," Quatre said, pleading with desperation.
Quatre's heart nearly stopped as he felt the man's anger and jealousy turn into self pity. It was different but not going to help Quatre. And the look in his eye gave Quatre goose bumps that rose on his skin.
Robert's eyes stared into Quatre's, "And why should I let you go? So that you can have what I couldn't? Never!"
"You don't want to do this! If you let me go now the charges won't be as bad," Quatre said, staring up at him with wide eyes. "Please, I have contacts, I can help you get the best lawyer, but just don't do something you'd regret."
Robert began shaking as he shook his head from side-to-side, "NO! Don't you see?! Nothing will help me now! I've all ready made my choice and ruined my chances with Maria! Even if I am let off easy, nothing will be the same. Everyone will know what I did and I won't even have my smarts to get me anywhere. With a criminal record most jobs won't accept me and I'll be fired from my computer tech job right after they hear about this!"
"But I can help you— "
"So that you can become the hero?!" Robert spat, glaring venomously. "You've all ready got everything, I don't need to give you fame. And you say you have contacts…boy, I'll bet everyone bows down to you just because of your looks. No…if I have to suffer, you're going to suffer too!"
Quatre had all ready been prepared for the man to try and pull the trigger. Just before he had even finished his sentence, Quatre leaped up and kicked the gun out of his hand. The man stumbled backward, surprised and Quatre used it to his advantage. He picked up the gun and threw it clear into the ocean. He knew it was evidence but there had been plenty of witnesses. Plus, he knew he could call Rashid who was uncover the gun from the water and get it analyzed for more proof.
"NO! What have you done?!" Robert screamed, staring widely at the water.
Quatre sighed with relief, thankful that he had managed to get the weapon away. But his eyes soon widened with horror as Robert wheeled around on him.
"You…you stupid bitch!"
The sudden move was too fast so Quatre didn't have time to react. The man grabbed his roughly, pulling him by his hair while one hand was around his throat. Quatre felt his body being lifted up, easy for a man who was nearly twice his age and much taller. Quatre took a breath to scream loudly but he never got the chance as he was forcefully plunged into the ocean and held under water.
The cold, sharp waves surrounded him as the water seeped through his clothing. Quatre's eyes were wide with fright underwater as he thrashed his arms in panic, trying to get out of the man's grip. He had been lucky enough to take the deep breath so he was able to hold his breath while the man pushed him underwater. The fear of losing air took over as Quatre felt his lung begin to ache with pain. Just when he thought it'd be all over the man lifted him up out of the water harshly.
Air filled his lungs as Quatre took a deep breath, coughing and sputtering from being held under. His hair was disheveled wetly around his face, bangs stuck to his forehead. Quatre blinked water out of his eyes, locking gazes with Robert who was still holding onto him tightly and glaring down at him with insane jealousy.
"You make me sick! You're even attractive when covered in water!" he spat with hatred. "You and your pretty face," he said grabbing Quatre's chin roughly and shaking his head. "And your pretty eyes! I'm sick of it! If I can't have good looks, or Maria, then I'll make sure you never live to see your love."
Quatre let out a scream filled with fear right before he was forced under again. His scream had been loud but short. He only hoped someone would find him before his air ran out. The man was screaming now, barley audible from underwater. It sounded as if he was yelling and crying at the same time, saying it wasn't fair and saying other things Quatre couldn't quite hear.
Under the ocean's surface was familiar to him now, as well as the cold water enclosing around his body as he fought for the surface. His eyes were open underwater, staring at the vast ocean around him while he was struggling with all his strength to break free of the man's grip. Quatre could feel his strength wavering as his lungs began to ache again, and this time he felt that the man didn't want to bring him back up. His thoughts began to quiver as he became disoriented.
The ocean seemed to whisper to him, the deep blue calling his attention. And there…Quatre saw something under water, though he wasn't sure if it was really there. A looming figure like the shark he had faced appeared to be coming toward him. He didn't notice that his struggling had ceased or that his eyelids were drooping closed ever-so-slowly. The figure approached him like death calling out to him and Quatre could feel his heart racing, as it had during that near-death experience, but…
The sensations clouded over him as he felt the warm caress across his skin, the feeling of safety locked in another's arms. He could remember what it felt like to be confronted with the shark, and what it felt like when warm, smooth skin had brushed across his. And then there was the soft feeling against his lips.
His eyes were nearly closed now, barely registering that the man's hands had let go of his body and he was being pulled up. His vision blurred completely and it suddenly turned dark.
The visions that passed before his eyes were memories as he watched from the darkness. He wasn't sure what had happened, or if he had dreamed any of it. Maybe the whole vacation was a dream, he wasn't sure now. But the feeling…He was quite sure of the warm sensation pressed against his lips, creating a slight tingle from the contact. Had he been rescued? Had he been kissed…or resuscitated rather?
And then the confused feelings vanished as the memory came back. He had been kidnapped. Everything that had happened on the vacation was real. Had he survived? With slow effort, Quatre pulled himself out of unconsciousness, feeling his eyes move even as they were still closed. He could feel something warm against his back, and something familiar and soft running through his fingers. As his sensations returned to him he could hear something around him. There were voices…
The sounds were muffled, as if far away, but as the feeling in his arms and legs came back the sound grew louder, until he was able to recognize the voice.
"They're on their way now," a familiar voice spoke. "It took them long enough! How come it is whenever they're coming to the scene of the crime they always take forever?!"
Duo…Could it be…? Am I alive?
Quatre felt his head move, drooping to the side as semi-cold liquid rushed forward, dripping through the crevice from his parted lips. Once the liquid had disappeared from deep within him, Quatre felt his eyes flicker as he tried to open them. He was sure now that he wasn't hearing things. Duo was there, somewhere near him, and he was talking.
"What'd you do to him anyway?" he heard Duo ask.
"He's just knocked out," a more serious voice spoke back.
Quatre noticed it sounded familiarly like Heero's. In fact, he was quite sure it was Heero that spoke.
"Did you have to knock him out in the water?! Geez…when I said I wanted to kill him I wasn't serious. If you don't hurry and give him CPR we'll be the ones going to jail!"
With great effort, Quatre was able to finally open his eyes. The darkness was soon invaded by light as he squinted to see. Once he adjusted to the brightness he realized he was laying on sand, which explained the soft feeling on his back and his fingers. He could see the ocean was only meters away, the gentle waves pushing upon the shore. He wanted to shout out to Duo, to tell him he was all right but he felt something uncomfortable deep inside him. He was having trouble breathing and a cold, unsettling sensation was filling his chest and lungs.
Quatre tried to open his eyes, getting them to lift a bit. He blinked until his vision wasn't so blurry. He remembered the angry and jealous man trying to drown him and he was quite certain he was alive now.
But how? I felt the last of my breath leave me.
Very slowly, Quatre turned his head. He needed to ask Duo what happened and how he survived. He turned his head all the way so he was looking straight up, ready to say something to Duo when he suddenly felt something squirm inside his stomach. He was staring up, not at the sky, but at a pair of dazzling green eyes. Quatre had never before seen both of his eyes at once, and it realized he was even more captivating. Trowa, however, was not looking down at him, but staring over his shoulder, taking deep breaths. Quatre wondered why he seemed to be out of breath. He tried to study his features more carefully but he felt something in the back of throat, stirring, making it harder for him to breathe. His eyes shut as he began to feel a little light-headed.
"Hey Trowa!" Duo's voice was heard. "Do you need some help in resuscitating him?"
Quatre felt his stomach flip from the question.
Resuscitate? Do they mean…?
Quatre's mind couldn't finish the question as he heard Trowa take another deep breath. Deep down inside, despite his dizziness, he knew what was coming. Trowa was bending down closer to him. He tried to open his mouth to tell him he was all ready awake but nothing would come out and his eyes still wouldn't open. He felt a strange feeling in the back of his throat and before he could cough a pair of warm lips covered his own completely. The feeling of having gentle lips pressed against his own, without being underwater, was a completely new yet exciting feeling.
It had a dizzying effect on him as he tried to register if what was happening wasn't a dream. Quatre felt warm air being breathed into his mouth. Quatre's nearly gagged as the air seeped down his throat, hitting the strange sensation that was still there.
He's doing CPR and I'm awake!
Quatre suddenly out of instinct, closed his mouth over Trowa's slightly, which caused goose bumps to rise all over his skin as the feeling intensified. Quatre was so shocked he barely registered Trowa's lips coming off his as he stared down at him. A moment later Quatre slowly opened his eyes and saw Duo's head hovering near Trowa's as he stared down at him as well.
"Hey, I think he's awake. Quat, can you hear me?"
Quatre wanted to say something, anything…he wanted to tell Duo he had just felt Trowa's lips on his, but the sudden feeling was rising in his throat and he turned on his side and coughed up ocean water, clearing his lungs completely and taking deep breaths.
"Quat, you're alive!" Duo exclaimed, pulling him into a tight embrace while Quatre was still coughing.
Duo helped him into a sitting position, rubbing circles on his back to help his breathing go back to normal. Quatre was able to spot the man, Robert, who had tried to drown him, laying unconscious in the sand nearby Heero, who stood watching. Once Quatre had gained his breathing back, he stared at Robert's unconscious body and then at Duo.
"Is…Is he all right?"
Duo put an arm around him, squeezing him gently and nodded, "Yeah, he's all right. Heero just knocked him out is all."
Quatre sighed with relief, thankful that they hadn't committed murder just to save his life. He turned slowly toward Trowa, glancing at him behind his somewhat dry bangs.
"Trowa…you saved my life again," Quatre said softly, feeling the butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
Quatre saw something flash in his eyes but couldn't catch it as he nodded in return. Heero approached them, looking behind them.
"The police are here."
Duo shook his head, "It's about time. How come they always come late?"
"The gun's in the water," Quatre said, his voice hoarse from having screamed earlier.
Duo nodded, "We know, Heero got it. Don't worry, this asshole is going right where he belongs."
Quatre nodded, his eyes lowering to the ground. He was glad that it was all over, but he had been serious about learning something from the position the man had been in. He didn't want to end up regretting holding in his emotions. He needed to tell his feelings…but he was also scared of rejection. Though he wouldn't pick up a gun like the man had did, but it would break his heart and he wasn't ready for a heartbreak, especially right before his birthday.
"We should probably go inside and let the police do their work," Heero voiced quietly.
Duo turned to look up at him, their eyes locking in a tense gaze. Duo nodded after a moment and turned back to Quatre, giving him a half-smile. Next to him, Trowa rose from his position.
"I'll meet you back in the hotel room," Trowa said, looking at Heero who nodded in return. Then Trowa turned and locked eyes with Quatre. "I'm glad you're all right now, Quatre."
Quatre opened his mouth to reply, "Thank you," he managed to choke out softly.
Feeling his heart ache, he watched Trowa make his way back toward the hotel, passing by several policemen. Duo helped lift Quatre up as they walked away from the crime scene. Quatre knew the officers would want to question him, but he couldn't do it at the moment. The three of them walked slowly, heading back toward the hotel. Quatre stopped, several meters from the entrance and kept his eyes lowered to the ground. He had blown it and he knew it. Trowa and Heero were probably sick of risking their lives and getting put into such situations. They probably had enough of the vacation as Duo and Quatre had. Only…Quatre had been having a wonderful time away from work, and knowing that Trowa was nearby. Now, knowing that he still hadn't told Trowa his feelings, everything felt empty.
"I'm going back to the hotel," Heero voiced, beginning to leave.
"Heero, wait," Duo said firmly. "Stay here for a minute."
Heero stopped and turned to look at Duo, who was staring at Quatre. It was silent for a couple minutes as Quatre continued to stare at the ground, until Duo broke the silence.
"What are you still doing here?"
Quatre blinked up in response, "What?"
Duo was staring right at him. Quatre was thoroughly confused at why Duo would ask such a question. Where else would he go?
"Why aren't you going after him?" Duo asked again.
Quatre's eyes widened slightly. Duo was obviously talking about following Trowa. Perhaps he was trying to get Quatre to make a move. He turned to Heero who was just staring silently at them. Quatre could tell that Heero didn't really understand what they were talking about and didn't seem to want to intrude.
"Duo…!" Quatre opened his mouth to say more, but closed it. "Look, Duo…"
"Were you there? He completely…," Duo trailed off, staring at Quatre harshly.
Quatre shook his head, "Duo, can we please just go back to our room?"
"NO!"
The sudden answer made Quatre jump slightly, staring at Duo uncertainly. He had a firm expression on his face and was staring at him with unblinking eyes.
Duo's eyes left Quatre's as he turned toward Heero, "Heero, show him your CPR device."
Heero blinked silently, but pulled out a strange plastic device with a small tube, attached to a place where a person would put their mouth. Quatre stared at it in confusion, wondering what Duo was getting at.
"Heero had to use it on that guy because he fell unconscious in the water," Duo said, staring at Quatre again.
Quatre looked up at him and back down at the device, still unsure of what Duo was trying to say.
"Are you telling me you didn't notice?!" Duo exclaimed, staring at him harshly.
"Notice what?" Quatre asked.
"Heero, you said it's standard procedure to use these, right?" Duo asked, staring at him.
Heero nodded in affirmation, keeping quiet.
"That means they have to carry these around with them and use them all the time when resuscitating people," Duo said, his eyes boring into Quatre's.
Quatre blinked, "I still don't understand Duo."
Duo sighed, shaking his head, "Honestly! Both of you are so dense! Quatre…" Duo said, gripping his shoulders. "Trowa was supposed to use the same device to revive you, but he didn't."
For a moment it was silent and Quatre just stared at his friends, not really understanding his words. As if a sudden nerve had struck him, Quatre's eyes widened in realization and suddenly found himself running toward the hotel entrance.
Duo watched as he ran inside, disappearing into the hotel before turning to Heero, who had watched as well. Heero caught Duo's eye and stared at him.
"What was that about?" Heero asked, giving off no real emotion, but it was better than his cold monotone voice he had before.
Duo rose his eyebrows, "You seriously don't get it? Trowa did mouth-to-mouth on Quatre…without a CPR device…"
Heero's eyes dilated slightly as he finally understood, blinking softly without words.
"So, while they're…doing whatever, you want to spend some quality time together?" Duo let a sly grin show.
Heero closed his eyes, keeping his arms folded as an amused look crossed his features.
"Don't get any ideas, Duo."
"What ideas?" Duo asked, feigning innocence as he slung an arm around Heero's shoulder, pulling their bodies side-by-side.
Their hips touched as Duo held him close, smiling at him. Heero stared at him and glared almost playfully, as if challenging him to do something else. Without another word the two of them headed back inside the hotel to finish the meal they had started.
Up in the elevator of the hotel, Quatre stood waiting impatiently. The elevator ride was so incredibly slow compared to the fast beating of his heart. Emotions swept over him as the doors finally opened and Quatre rushed down the hall. He had been in a daze since Duo's words had clicked into his mind, taking a chance so that he wouldn't regret having stayed silent. As he raced down the hallway, he felt all his nerves on overdrive, his stomach fluttering from the nervous feeling taking over.
Quatre could see the door hovering just down the small hallway now, his eyes locking onto it as he approached it. His breathing was rapid and his heart was pounding but he knew he had to do it. It was his only chance if he didn't want to end up like the guy who had tried to drown him. The numbers 504 came into view as Quatre stopped in front of the door, breathing heavily.
His bright blue eyes were now filled with shimmering tears, though he refused to let them come down. He hoped he hadn't misunderstood what Duo had said. Even though he was afraid of what might happen he was more than willing to take the risk. The feeling fluttering deep within him was telling him it was worth it. It wasn't just any old emotion stored inside, it was something rare and valuable. Something that the man, Robert, had obviously wished for but could never find. And Quatre didn't want to lose it.
Using the last of his courage, Quatre knocked on the door, his adrenaline pumping from the anticipation. A moment later the door opened to reveal Trowa, who had remained in his tight jeans and loose white blouse, standing there. "Quatre…?" Trowa questioned, obviously surprised it was him instead of Heero.
Quatre could feel his body obeying what his instincts told him to do; what his heart told him to do. He ignored the surprised look Trowa gave him when he realized that it was Quatre standing there instead of Heero. He ignored the fact that his stomach was tightening from being so nervous. Before he could doubt himself or lose the last remains of his courage, Quatre leaped toward Trowa, making sure to wrap his arms around him as he was caught. His heart was pounding even louder, but Quatre ignored it and brought his feet on tip-toes in less than a second, from leaping into Trowa's arms, leading his lips toward Trowa's with closed eyes.
It was nerve-wrecking because Quatre had never made a move on a person before, especially not someone he wasn't sure felt the same way. Despite the doubt, the real kiss was nothing short of wonderful, delectable and addicting all at once. It didn't feel the same as when Trowa did CPR, it was completely different and the feeling was much more intense.
Quatre had pressed his lips softly to Trowa's, slipping his upper lip between Trowa's lips and his lower lip around the bottom of Trowa's lips. However inexperienced Quatre was, he noticed that he didn't mess up or trip or cause something disastrous to happen. It was absolutely perfect. Still, it had taken every ounce of courage so it lasted no more than half a minute. Quatre pulled away, feeling a little dazed and not sure that it had really happened, but he stared up into Trowa's eyes.
He could've used his empathy ability to feel through Trowa's mask and find the emotion that lay beneath it. But he didn't. He wanted to find out on his own without prying into other people's emotions, especially not Trowa's. Quatre kept his arms wrapped around Trowa's neck as he stared at him, seeing the surprised look in Trowa's eyes. The kiss had happened too fast for even Quatre to have known what happened.
Quatre took a deep breath, finally able to let go of his suppressed emotions.
"Trowa," Quatre said softly, "forgetting about the free dinners, and rescuing my life," Quatre paused. "Would you like to go out together tomorrow, just the two of us?"
Quatre's heart was beating fast again, but his eyes remained locked on Trowa's face. He thought Trowa was hesitating, uncertain, but realized that it had been barely ten seconds he had been staring at him. Unexpectedly, Trowa's eyes softening, emotions hiding in the depth of his emerald eyes. Quatre could finally see behind his mask, but this time he didn't want to pry. A small smile crossed Trowa's face as he nodded slightly.
"I'd like that, Quatre."
Quatre felt like crying with joy but it got caught in his throat so instead it just smiled up at him with tear-filled eyes. And his heart felt like it would burst open with all the emotions filled inside, but it was too overwhelming to let them all out. And for once in his life he felt such happiness that not even the cruelest of people, nor a giant Lock-ness Monster could take it away.
Part 2:
The sound of wheels rolling on the floor stopped abruptly in front of the room. A soft rapping on the door aroused the sleeping figure from a dream fantasy. A head of blonde hair rose from the bed, the figure slipping from the thin sheets to approach the door. Upon opening it he found a tray full of delicious foods, the smell reaching his nose. Quatre smiled, pulling in the breakfast tray and closing the door.
He vaguely remembered what had happened the night before. He had given it everything he had in order to ask Trowa out, who had said yes. For the first time since they had arrived it felt like a dream come true. Quatre remembered smiling at Trowa as he left the room, after making arrangements for the following day. He had run into the hotel room to grab some money to go on a shopping trip for the next night.
He had spent the rest of the evening shopping and came home around nine the previous night to find Duo was back. He hadn't needed to pry into Duo's emotions to know that he was just as happy as Quatre was. They had talked for a long time, finally reaching a conclusion. Quatre remembered the talk vividly…
The door opened and Quatre stepped inside, a couple shopping bags in hand. He put the key card on the bureau and walked to his side of the bed, dropping the bags on top and sighing blissfully. The tingle from the short but sweet kiss he had given Trowa still remained and he had thought about not taking a shower that night so he could have nice dreams.
Quatre's thoughts were interrupted as he heard the bathroom door open. Duo came out and spotted him, smiling widely.
"Quatre! You're back. I see you went on a shopping trip," Duo grinned. "I take it everything went well."
Despite being so happy, Quatre blushed, smiling at his friend, "Yes…I asked him out on a real date."
Quatre's smile slowly faded though and Duo stared at him with concern.
"Quat, what's wrong? I thought that's what you wanted."
Quatre's eyebrows furrowed with worry, but he shook his head, "Of course, I did. It's just…when I asked him out I told him it'd just be the two of us. I didn't even take you or Heero into consideration."
Duo was all ready waving his hand, as if even thinking about it didn't matter, "Quat, it's all right, really. You need this. And besides," he said, smiling at Quatre's uncertain expression, "Heero and I have a date as well."
For a while, Quatre had known how Duo felt about Heero, but he hadn't even gotten a glimpse of how the other boy felt. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Duo…how did you break through him?"
"Ah, it was easy!" Duo winked.
"Did you…I mean, have you…," Quatre blushed, touching a soft finger to his lips in remembrance.
Duo's eyebrows rose slightly, "…No, we haven't kissed yet, but why do I have the feeling you have?"
Quatre laughed lightly but still unable to hide his blush, "I don't know what came over me, Duo! I must really be hanging around you too much."
Duo laughed, running his hands through his hair before putting them behind his head, "Yeah, I guess so."
A comfortable silence fell over them as Quatre smiled at his friend, "So…Duo, does this mean we're…"
Softly, a small smile graced Duo's face as he sat down on the bed, Quatre following and sitting next to him.
"This is still our vacation, Quatre. I wouldn't dream of just spending all my time with Heero. Besides, birthday boy, you have a big day tomorrow. But I know how much you want to spend some time with Trowa, Quat. So here's the deal. We'll both go off with our dates during the daytime and meet back together for a birthday party later in the evening. Does that sound good?"
Quatre's eyes brightened immensely and he threw his arms around Duo, giving him a soft, lingering kiss on the cheek.
"That sounds wonderful, Duo! I told Trowa I'd talk it out with you and then let him know the plan. I'll go tell him!"
Quatre made his way to the door and stopped, turning around, "Oh, and Duo," he smiled, "thank you."
"Don't mention it. Just have fun with him. I know you can open him up," Duo winked, smiling a goofy grin.
Quatre nodded, "Yes, and I believe you're just the one to open Heero up as well."
Duo's eyes sparkled with mischief, "Oh, don't worry about him. I know how to make my moves."
Quatre laughed, shaking his head so his bangs moved from out of his eyes to the side of his face. With one last glance at his friend he opened the door, all ready excited about his birthday the next day.
Quatre sighed, remembering the previous day perfectly and the plans they made. He got up and went over to Duo's side, shaking him awake.
"Duo, the food's here."
Duo rolled over and blinked, groaning as he sat up, "All ready?"
Quatre smiled, "You wanted room service, remember? It was your idea."
"Yeah, thanks for the reminder," Duo yawned, grinning as he stood up. "So, what time are you meeting Trowa?"
"In about an hour. We're going to go see some sights around the island. Hopefully I can get to know him better," Quatre said, fixing his tight white shorts as he began to dress.
Duo glanced at his outfit, "Are those your new clothes? They're cute."
Quatre blushed but tried to shake it away. Duo just folded his arms, a sly grin on his face.
"You know, Quat, you're going to have to get better at hiding your embarrasment. If you keep blushing at every little comment you'll never be able to go further with Trowa."
Quatre felt his heart leap as he wondered just what Duo meant by that, but he shrugged.
"I know, but it is my first relationship, Duo. When are you going with Heero?" he asked, changing the subject.
Duo smiled as he went over to the tray to pick out some food, "We just decided to meet up whenever you two left."
Quatre nodded, "Well, I guess we better eat fast then, huh?"
Duo grinned, "Oh yeah. The fun is just beginning."
TO BE CONTINUED…
sighs I wanted to make this a two-part to show where both couples were at the next day and everything, but I couldn't do that before my flight. (and I can't take my laptop with me) so…hope this was all right. LOTS more shounen-ai to come, PROMISE! - I'll be back Feb. 26th!
To Reviewers:
R.L.N.: grins That's all right!! I hope to update this as soon as I get back, we'll see. Thanks a lot! -
Mariana1: - Quatre was saved by Trowa! Well, all of them, but mostly Trowa. grins Lots of shounen-ai coming up when the couples go off on their own. YAY! Okay…I must go catch my plane. Till next time!
Bishie Lovers 'R' Us: I know! Mean man! He got what he deserved! -
Shin-chan: - Well…Quatre couldn't exactly say much with a gun pointed at him. Hehehe…yeah, Duo's just being Duo. I hope to update this shortly when I come back!!! Hope you'll bear with me!
Shinigami4ever: I know, poor Quatre. I just keep finding more ways to torture him. grins Hehehe…I'll try and update this soon after I get back from vacation. And there WILL be actual shounen-ai. This was just soooooo small, you know? sighs I wanted to make it a two-part but couldn't. Ah well, next chapter will be longer and much more romance!
Ashen Skies: I know, Quatre is just too cute, isn't he? grins I know, not much fluff, but I promise more in the next chapter. After all, the real dates are coming up! - I'll update asap when I get back!