Tribe Called Death

AN: I re posted this. Thank you to all the peoples that told me this was jacked up.

I'm aliiiiiiive. I know I haven't updated in like... a year but I'm back. I may switch between Trowa and Qautre's POV. I'm also changing the pairings

Main-3x4 Others-1x2 13x5 yep I've changed who Wufie is going be with.

Sorry people who wanted 5x2.

Warning: RELENA, curses, RELENA, blood, and last RELENA!

"Blah"=talking blah= speaking in the Tribes language. I don't know how to speak the langue the tribe my grandpa is from.

Disclaimer: Don't have it. So there!

Chapter 2-Trowa POV

I couldn't stop staring. Why? He was a beautiful angel from heaven. His confused looks. Makes me just want to pounce on him and...ignore that. I have to look away since one of my friend wont stop poking me.

What is it Duo?

You like him, don't-cha. Come-on you can tell me ALMOST anything, Tro-man. He replied.

I sigh. How can I keep it a secret from him? He's my friend. Well so are Heero and Wufie. But Duo seem more like a little brother to me.

Yes Duo, I like him.

But you don't even know him. Sheesh. Do you do that all the time? Do you just find someone that looks good and say you love them? If that were true, you would love me. And also-

I didn't say tha- I interrupted.

And I wasn't finished. How rude. If you treated all the people who you fall in love with like that then you're in trouble. And-.

Baka. Heero interrupted. He said I like not love.

I know that Hee-chan. Hmm. Looks like Wufie would rather be with his koi than listen to Trow and me argue.

But I wasn't-. I tried explaining

See your doing it now!

Heero... I begged. I feel a headache coming.

Hn. Baka. With that Heero pulled Duo by the braid toward their hut to do...umm...yeah.

Quatre-POV

That little show between, which I found out was, Trowa, Duo, and Heero was interesting. Sadly I couldn't understand one word. After Heero, I think, left with Duo. I decided to try and start a conversation with Trowa.

"Hi there" I said through the bars of my cage. "How are you doing on this lovely day? The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and best of all-"

"Who are you?"

I froze. That was the first thing he said to me. And he can speak English. So how am I going to get out of this cage?

(This is where I stopped last time.... If its still messed up I'll try to fix )

"So you can speak English." I replied "By the way, I'm Quatre Reberba Winner. And you are?"

"Do you want my real name or my 'code name'?"

"Your what?" I'm confused.

"My name is Trowa Barton. My codename is The Silencer," He explained. (I love writing dialogue)

I was going to respond when I saw a man with brown hair that seemed to have it pulled back walking toward me. Next to him was that same black-haired kid I saw. He looked kinda flushed too.

"My name is Trieze. I am the chief of this tribe." The man told me.

"I'm a bit curious, sir. What is this tribe called?" I asked

"Death. We are the tribe called Death."

Dun dun dun. Well I told ya the title. I'm sorry people. This may be short for your taste. I may seem like the happy bubbly writer to you but I like making up lots of angst one too. I'm writing one now called I Promise. Please tell me if that title is taken. I want my story to stay up. I made it to page three.

Smell ya later,

Wolf Riku.