For Life



The rest of the week went by quickly as Quatre and Trowa tried desperately to forget the unwanted events on Quatre's birthday. They returned to their normal daily lives and acted as if it hadn't happened at all, although the shadows in each other's eyes were a constant reminder that it had. Quatre usually smiled in his cheery way while, unbeknownst to anyone else, Trowa could see the pain and sorrow behind the illusion. As for Trowa, he remained his usual silent self while Quatre could see that deep inside, the brunette was filled with hate, anger, and vengefulness. But despite their knowledge, they continued life how they felt fit.

* * *

"Hello?"

"Hey. It's me."

"Oh, hey. How've you been?"

"Good. I can't say the same for Quatre, though."

"Why? What happened?"

"You remember about his boyfriend, Taylor? Well he tried to rape Quatre."

"WHAT?! Are you serious?!"

"Mm-hmmm. I wanted to kill him on the spot, but Quatre stopped me. I can't let him get away with this though."

"Hn."

"Got any ideas?"

"Of course I do. Just wait until Duo and I come over. We'll bring Wufei, too."

"Okay. It'd be good for Quatre to have his friends over."

"It'd be good for you too."

"Hm."

"Hn."

"I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks Heero."

"No problem, Trowa. Only looking out for friends."

"Yeah…bye."

"Bye."

* * *

"If you're trying to sell us anything, we already have it. Thanks. Bye."

"No wait! Sally!"

"Huh? Duo Maxwell, it that you?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Oh, hey! How are you? How're things with you and Heero?"

"Things are absolutely fantastical."

"That's great. What brings me the pleasure in getting a call from you today?"

"Well…are you up for a trip to New York?"

"Yeah, why? What's up?"

"We have a little problem."

"Oh hold on. Wuffie's home. Wanna talk with him? I have to get going anyway."

"Yeah. Be sure to let Wuffiekins tell you all about it later then, okay?"

"Of course, love. Talk to you later."

. . .

"What do you want Maxwell?"

"Sheesh, no 'hello'?"

"Hello. Now what do you want?"

"I missed you too, Wuffie."

"It's Wu-FEI."

"Yeah, yeah. We've been through this about a millions times by now."

"Then why can't you ever get it right?"

"Because Wuffie's such a nice name."

"I'd prefer you call me Wufei. Get it right. Now what do you want."

"Touchy, touchy…"

"MAXWELL!"

"Oh, ok. You wanna go to New York?"

"Whatever for?"

"Revenge."

"What?"

"You see, some guy tried to take advantage of our Quatre on his birthday."

"WHAT?! INJUSTICE!"

"Exactly. That's why we go to New York and teach this guy not to mess with one of our friends."

"What do you have in mind?"

"…Have you ever seen the movie Fight Club?"



Author's Notes/Disclaimer: I do not own the GW characters and I do not own the movie Fight Club, although I do own a half empty bottle of glue.

Sorry about the shortness but it's better than waiting nearly a month for the next thing, right? And I'm still sorry about taking forever with that. I'll try to get a chapter out at least once a week. Daily is too hard since I have stuff to do. But I make NO promises. Maybe the next chapter will be out a year from now...heh. You never know.

Oh and about what Sally says when she answers the phone. I think it's awesome. I would love to do that but by the time I remember about it, they've already signed me up for a magazine for two easy payments of $9.99. Sheesh...telemarketers...