An Orphan's Life
Disclaimer: Okay, people. We all should know this by now that nobody on FFN owns Gundam Wing. I mean, why would those rich people be here when they could be out having fun like Quatre and his Maganacs?… Damn that rich white Arabian. I should kidnap him…
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Caterina narrowed her eyes at Elysia as her father talked to her, not noticing that his daughter was starting to get beyond pissed off. They had been sitting at the table, eating dinner for nearly two hours now, and he still hadn't stopped talking about that pathetic girl's life. She played with the food on her plate, not wanting to eat, since she was trying to concentrate on a plan on how to get rid of Elysia.
Elysia was starting to feel uncomfortable, sensing Caterina's hostility. She smiled at Quatre out of politeness, but was praying for a reason to leave, so Caterina would stop looking at her like a wolf looks at a rabbit.
It wasn't that she didn't mind Quatre talking to her. But when someone was death glaring you from across the table, it kind of made it hard to eat and talk without feeling like you were scum.
After a while, Quatre looked at Caterina. "If you aren't going to eat, then go to your room. I'll just tell your mother when she gets back next week that you're sick and need to go the doctor."
Caterina turned her glare on him.
Elysia shifted in her chair uncomfortably, obviously seeing the doctor thing as a threat to Caterina.
Caterina stood up slowly and leaned on the table. "Will you be leaving tomorrow for your business trip?"
Quatre raised an eyebrow. "Why? Got a date or something?"
She sniffed at that comment. "I wish." She tossed her hair over her shoulder and glanced at Elysia. "I was just wondering, because I don't want to be left alone here." She narrowed her eyes some more at Elysia. "With her."
Elysia gulped a little and bit her lip, trying to ignore Caterina's words.
Quatre stared at his daughter, trying to stay calm. "Why is that? You should be glad someone your age is here, instead of pushing her away. You need a good influence in your life."
Caterina glared at him. "One, she is not my age. Two, I have no bad influences in my life."
Quatre crossed his arms. "You sure about that?"
Caterina ignored the question and slammed her hands on the table. "If you hadn't let the slaves go on their Christmas vacations a week earlier, then I wouldn't be stuck here alone!"
"Caterina, they get paid to work here, so they are not slaves. And you had your chance to go with your mother. Don't start getting mad at me, because of your bad decisions."
"I am not staying in this house with a girl I hardly know! It would be safer to be alone with psychos than her!"
"Well, you don't have that choice."
Caterina was about to say something, but Elysia stood up and cleared her throat. "Actually, I was thinking of leaving tonight, anyways. Since you weren't able to help me, I figured I should leave and spare you any more trouble."
Quatre started to protest, but Caterina smirked triumphantly at him. "See? She doesn't want to stay. Now, make her go!"
Quatre stared at his daughter sternly. "I will not turn away a friend's child, Caterina. Stop this petty jealousy of yours and go to your room."
Caterina stared at him for a second then stormed out of the room angrily. "Just you wait! I'll get you for this!"
Quatre looked at Elysia apologetically, sure that the threat was directed at him. "I think she got that from her mother. She didn't mean any of it."
Elysia nodded slowly, not really believing what he said.
He sighed and looked at his watch. "I have to get to bed in order to catch my flight tomorrow. Why don't you go find a room upstairs somewhere and stay the night. I'm sure Caterina isn't going to do anything to you."
Elysia frowned. "Are you sure? She seemed pretty mad."
Quatre shrugged. "She always is." He watched her as she tried to decide on what to do. "You can come with me in the morning when I go and get the next flight to… Where are you planning to go?"
She frowned and pulled out the papers she had. "Trowa Barton is next." She frowned a little. "It doesn't say where he lives. That's just great."
Quatre took the paper from her and nodded slowly as he read it. "Trowa doesn't really have a set address. He moves around a lot."
Elysia took that a bit fearfully. *Oh, my god. He must be a complete psycho. Proabaly wanders from place to place, not really having anywhere to go… He must've been an orphan too.*
She smiled at Quatre to cover her feelings.
Quatre handed the paper back to her. "Last I checked, he was in the Sanc Kingdom with the circus."
Elysia blinked a little. "Circus?" *My god, he is a psycho!*
Quatre nodded. "Yeah, his sister runs it now. They go to a new continent every six months. He should still be there… Where did you come from?"
Elysia frowned, not understanding the question. "Huh?"
"Did you get here from a colony?"
Elysia scratched her head absentmindedly. "All I know is that I grew on on earth. They never told us the city where we lived."
Quatre looked at her in surprise, but said nothing about it. "Well, I guess you better head toward the Sanc Kingdom tomorrow. That's where you'll find him. Do you have any money?"
She nodded, not wanting to to take anything from him.
He raised a brow at her. "How much?"
She tried to avoid the question by asking," Shouldn't you be getting to bed now? You can do all this tomorrow, instead of wasting your time."
Quatre shook his head in disbelief and turned to leave. "You really are something."
Elysia frowned a bit, not catching the meaning of that. She shrugged and went to find the stairs. She hoped Caterina was in her room and wouldn't cause her any more problems.
Unfortunately, Caterina was waiting for her at the top of the stairs, arms crossed and a not-so-nice expression on her face.
"What do you you're doing?," she asked, not bpthering to hide the contempt in her voice.
Elysia was afraid to answer, not knowing what she would so if she aid anything.
Caterina took her silence as a challenge and narrowed her eyes at Elysia. "You better not be thinking that you're welcomed here. I don't care what my father thinks of you. You need to place what ever little nonsense he told you out of your mind right now, and know that in this house, I run things. And right now, I say that you go. Now."
Elysia lingered on the steps, not liking this confrontation. She didn't like to have other people mad at her, a little insecurity placed upon her from the orphange. She couldn't stand being disliked or being the cause of someone's anger. She stood on the stairs, trying to decide what to do.
Caterina glared at her when she didn't leave and stepped forward. "Why are you stil standing there? Go! Shoo!"
Elysia gave a sigh of defeat and turned around, walking down the stairs, not wanting to cause any more trouble.
Caterina smiled behind her, glad that she could force this girl to do whatever she wanted.
Elysia took one last look over her shoulder, then walked out the door, wondering how she was going to get to the airport in the middle of the night.
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A/N: What'd you all think now? *Evil little grin* Poor Elysia won't be happy for a while. 'Til she meets Trowa's son… Ha! More suspense! And sorry if this dragged along. My mind isn't functioning well today. And please excuse my stupidity with the damn chapter mix up. I have a little blonde in me that I call Mimi who came out and went and replaced chapter one with four, instead of uploading it. And just to let you all know, I'm a brunette, so, when I get blonde moments, I get them good. ^_^ Ayways, R&R as usual and tell me what you think. I still have cookies. Bye! ~_^