The next week was filled with Quatre's dates with Taylor. Being a rich boy, Taylor could afford to take Quatre anywhere. He even offered to take the blonde to Paris but Quatre politely declined and suggested to staying in the city. Every night, Trowa waited up for the blonde and reluctantly asked about the date, silently praying that it went horribly wrong. Much to his disappointment, Trowa learned of Quatre's growing fondness of the hazel-eyed boy. Trowa forced himself to be happy for his friend while planning on ways to slowly kill Taylor along the way. When it was time to sleep, Trowa would still crawl into Quatre's bed while Quatre would unconsciously roll over and hold the other boy. Trowa, though pained that he couldn't have the blonde, was grateful to have these nights that would allow him to feel as if Quatre did in fact belong to him.
The day before his birthday, Quatre decided to take a walk.
'Tomorrow, I'm gonna be twenty-three. I'm gonna be a twenty-three ear old virgin. Man…' Quatre turned a corner and continued walking. 'Not like being a virgin's a bad thing. Waiting for the right person is the right thing to do. Is Taylor the right one?' He sighed, turning down another corner. 'He's a really great guy, really fun to be with. But…I don't know.' Quatre stopped and looked around. He was standing in front of a huge building that he recognized. 'Dorothy works here. I think I'll pay her a visit.' He stepped into the building and walked up to Customer Services. When he was about to ask the woman at the desk for help a certain someone called out to him.
"Quatre!"
The blonde turned to see Dorothy running over to him. He smiled. "Dorothy!"
The girl charged at him and gave him a huge bear hug. "Hey Quatre. What brings you here?" she smiled.
"I was gonna visit you. And here you are."
"Well, I'm heading off to lunch right now. Care to join me?"
"Certainly."
The two walked out, arm in arm, heading to the nearest restaurant, which happened to be Sushi Lovers. They decided to take seats in a booth rather than the bar.
"Oh! Your birthday's tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well then happy birthday if I don't get a chance to see or talk to you tomorrow."
"Thank you. So how are you? How've you been?"
Dorothy took a sip of her Sprite. "You mean ever since mine and Trowa's break-up?"
"Um, sure. I mean, that is, if you don't mind."
"Of course not! I'm perfectly happy, Cat. Me and Trowa knew that it was our time to end things. Actually, I kinda showed him that." She laughed. "It's not like we're mad at each other. In fact, I think things turned out better this way." She winked at the blonde and took another sip of the soda.
"Huh?"
Dorothy's smile faded into a look of confusion. "You mean he didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"Ugh, what an idiot!"
"Dorothy? What?"
The girl sighed and smiled at her friend. "Quatre, do you like Trowa?"
"Of course I do. He's my best-"
"No, no, no. I mean, not in a friend way. More like romance."
Quatre blushed. "N-no. H-he's my friend."
"Quatre, it's me you're talking to. Remember that. You can tell me you know. It's not like I'm gonna tell the whole world. So do you like him?"
Quatre bit his lip and sighed. "No…" he looked down at the table.
"Quatre-"
"Not like…I love him."
Dorothy blinked in surprise. Then she smiled. "Really?"
He nodded and looked at her.
"Since when?"
"I don't know. For some time now. But it's not like I can act on it. He's my straight best friend and I don't want to ruin our friendship…"
"Silly Cat."
"Anyway, what does this have to do with your breakup with Trowa?"
"It has everything to do with it. Don't you see it? Trowa's in love with you, too."
Quatre blinked. "What? No. You're crazy."
"It's true. I didn't see it at first, but as the years passed it became more obvious. Of course, I needed help to identify it. The way he looks at you, the way he acts around you. He loves you."
"But he's not-"
"Gay? Like I said to Trowa, love's love and that's that. Your love for each other isn't based on what's on the outside but on the inside. And it's beautiful."
Quatre stared at his Coke in disbelief and happiness. "He loves me…" A smile began to grow on the blonde's face. He looked into Dorothy's eyes. "Trowa loves me. Wow…"
She smiled and took another sip of her Sprite.
Quatre's smile faded into a look of concern. "But what about you?"
"Oh, honey, you don't have to worry about me. I already have someone and we're getting along fine."
"That's great! Do I know him?"
"I don't think so. His name's Evan. And his brother, Ethan, he's going out with Relena."
"Really? Wow. How is Relena?"
"She's great. But don't switch subjects on me, Quatre Raberba Winner. What are you gonna do about Trowa?"
Quatre blushed and looked away. "I-I don't know. I mean, if he didn't say anything to me by now, maybe he changed his mind."
"Nonsense. There's no way he could have changed his mind. There's got to be another reason as to why he hasn't said anything to you."
Quatre thought. Then it hit him. "Taylor."
"Huh? Who's Taylor?"
"My boyfriend. I met him the day after you and Trowa broke up. That must be why he didn't tell me."
"So what're you gonna do?"
"I don't know. I don't want to hurt Taylor. I think I'll just let things play out with him. I mean he's a really great guy."
"But what about Trowa?"
"I…I don't know. I'm so confused." He ran a hand through his hair.
Just then, the waitress came with their food and placed the boxes in their rightful places.
Quatre frowned and ate a piece of teriyaki chicken. 'Jesus…What am I gonna do?'
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: I do not own the GW boys. I own a safety pin. I own Evan and Ethan though.
I'm going to sound like a broken record here but I would like to thank Lorena for giving me permission to use Taylor and Trixie. I will therefore continue with the story (after getting slapped senseless in order to see how many readers want me to continue and how much of a disappointment it would have been to myself and to others had I closed it down.) unless something else breaks out and I have to pause once more. Thanks to all the readers and reviewers and yeah...