For Life

The limo came to a stop at Café Boulud. The two were quickly seated and were left to themselves once their orders were taken.

"Wow, Trowa. Café Boulud? I thought we'd have to wait a good two or three hours before we were seated."

"That's why I made reservations, silly. And it doesn't hurt to have connections." The brunette winked.

Quatre smiled. "So, about LA. I was thinking…since we'll already be there…and since I've never been…"

"Quatre, spit it out already." Trowa smiled.

"Can we go to Disneyland?"

Trowa blinked. "Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, if you want to. I've never been there and I've always wanted to go and I figured that since we'll already be there we could make it a short vacation, you know?"

The brunette smiled. "If you really want to, Quatre, we can go. But since it's a vacation, we have to go to Medieval Times."

"What's that?"

"Heero told me about it. It's this place where you eat your dinner while watching a joust. If they fall off, they start to swordfight. It sounded interesting."

"Why am I not surprised that Heero told you about that place?" Quatre laughed.

"We could go down Hollywood's Walk of Fame and maybe even catch a movie at Mann's Chinese Theatre."

"That'd be great!" Quatre was giddy with excitement. "I heard Universal Studios is pretty good place to go, too."

"Then it's settled. Los Angeles here we come."

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Dorothy giggled to herself as she approached the elevator in Trowa and Quatre's apartment complex. In her arms were scented candles and a whole bouquet of multi-colored roses. 'You guys, this will be a night to remember.' She giggled again before spotting a familiar blonde waiting for the elevator.

"Relena?"

Relena turned around in hearing her name. "Dorothy? What are you doing here?"

Dorothy took one look at the items in Relena's arms: more candles and more roses. She laughed. "Apparently, I'm here to do the same as you."

Relena regarded the pile in her friend's arms. "Did Quatre call you too?"

"No, Trowa called me earlier to ask me to deliver a rose. He told me that he was taking Quatre out tonight and I thought I would make their place all fancy for when they get back."

The other girl laughed. "Haha. Oh my gosh, we're like kindred spirits! I'm here for that reason, too. Quatre called, asking me to set up a horse ride through Central Park. So romantic. So I decided to make the place all nice when they get back." Relena sighed. "I wish Ethan would do that for me."

"I know what you mean. Evan is such a cad when it comes to romance."

The elevator soon arrived as the two giggling girls planned out the preparations for Trowa and Quatre's apartment.

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When they finished their meal, Trowa paid the check and they both stepped outside to be met with a horse and carriage rather than their limo. Trowa looked at it curiously as Quatre hid his smile behind his hand.

"Mr. Barton and Mr. Winner?" The coachman asked the two men. They both nodded. "This ride was courtesy a Miss Relena Peacecraft."

"Relena?" Trowa looked down at Quarter who was now giggling. "You set this up?"

"Hey, I have connections, too, you know."

Trowa smiled and helped his boyfriend into the buggy before climbing in after him. The brunette draped his arm around the smaller boy and Quatre snuggled into Trowa's body.

The horse began trotting along underneath the moonlit sky. Quatre rested his head against Trowa's chest, the other boy resting his atop Quatre's. There was a slight breeze in the air, making the branches of the trees dance in the wind. The city was lit up and sparkling with the night sky as its canvas.

The buggy turned into Central Park, trees now painting their view. The street lamps gave a soft glow as a nice sheen of water covered the floor, as if they were riding on glass.

"As cheesy and cliché as all this may seem, I actually like it." Quatre smiled.

Trowa chuckled. "Me too."

The two rode on in silence, basking in the each other's warmth and soaking in the glow of the city. It wasn't long, though, that they found themselves out of the buggy and right in front of their home. They thanked the driver, tipped him, and made their way hand-in-hand back up to their apartment.

Trowa unlocked the door and held it open for Quatre. The first thing they noticed was the smell of raspberries in the room. The couple stepped in to see rose petals scattered all over the floor as candles illuminated the room.

"Did you set this up?" They both asked each other at the same time. They smiled.

"Dorothy and Relena must have done this…" Trowa shook his head.

The blonde chuckled. "They did a good job…it's so romantic."

Trowa stepped behind Quatre and wrapped his hands around the smaller boy's waist.

"Mmm…Trowa…" Quatre leaned back into Trowa's body. He spun to face the taller boy. "Today has been perfect." He smiled, wrapping his arms around Trowa's neck.

"Really? How's that?"

"Well…it's cause I spent it with you."

Trowa smiled. He bent down and kissed Quatre on the lips. The blonde responded by running his hands through Trowa's brunette locks.

"I love you, Trowa…" Quatre moaned between kisses.

"I love you too, Quatre." Trowa whispered back.

Trowa began caressing Quatre's back. But the fabric of Quatre's shirt was in the way. He wanted so badly to feel the boy's skin underneath his fingertips. So, skillfully, Trowa unbuttoned Quatre's shirt with one hand and began to touch every inch of Quatre's chest, his touches leaving traces of fire against the pale skin.

Trowa began to travel down Quatre's neck, eliciting a moan from the blonde. Liking this effect, Trowa began to explore any place that might trigger it.

As Trowa moved downward, Quatre had to bite his bottom lip to try to control the ecstasy he felt. No one had ever made him feel like this before. Not just aroused but loved. Completely and utterly loved, inside and out. Trowa was kissing the blonde's stomach when pale hands took hold of his head. He brought the brunette back up and kissed him aggressively on the lips. "Mmm…Trowa…want you…" He moaned between kisses.

Trowa rarely ever denied Quatre a thing, so who was he to deny him this time around? Feeling equally, if not more excited than Quatre, Trowa could only reply with a simple moan before directing them towards his bedroom. Still engaged in their kissing, the taller boy fumbled for the doorknob, preparing to kick it open if need be. He couldn't help but emit a groan of pleasure as the smaller boy began to lightly nibble on his boyfriend's bottom lip. With the door finally open, they made their way towards the bed.

Quatre paused in his tracks and giggled. Curious as to what his boyfriend found so amusing, Trowa looked up. Apparently, Dorothy and Relena had decided to prepare his bedroom as well. With more rose petals scattered across the room and white candle being the only source for light, it definitely set the mood for whatever the boys might have in mind.

The blonde looked back up at Trowa, a smile on his face. Again, he reached up and kissed his boyfriend firmly on the lips as Trowa tightened his hold around the smaller boy's waist. As they tumbled onto the bed, Quatre fumbled with the buttons of Trowa's shirt. Getting frustrated with the shirt, he gave a little growl. "Stupid thing…"

Trowa couldn't help but chuckle. "Here." He kissed soft lips before sitting up to remove the shirt himself. He pulled the piece of cloth up over his head and tossed it to the side before moving to continue where he left off. He looked down at his soon-to-be lover. "Better?"

Quatre took this chance to seriously soak in the image that is Trowa Barton. With perfectly tanned skin, and chiseled chest, Quatre couldn't help but grin at knowing that the Adonis before him was just for him. He caressed Trowa's cheek with his left hand. "Much."

Trowa leaned into the touch before pausing with a serious look in his eyes. "Quatre, are you sure you wanna do this? We don't have to if you don't feel ready."

Quatre nodded. "I'm sure. I want this." The blonde sat up and wrapped his arms around Trowa's waist, breathing in his scent. He planted a kiss over the brunette's heart and smiled up at him. "I want you."

Trowa returned the smile that he would only show to his precious one. He gently pushed Quatre down onto the bed, and paused to look down at his boyfriend. Quatre's face was flushed, his hair strewn about him; his shirt spread open revealing flawless pastel skin. Trowa stared, in awe of Quatre's beauty. He would definitely remember this moment for the rest of his life.

Quatre cocked his head and smiled up at the other boy. "Trowa? Something wrong?"

This time, Trowa actually paused and thought about it. He had a great job that paid well and a great apartment. He had wonderful friends and a wonderful family. But best of all, better than anything else Trowa could dream of, he had his Quatre. Trowa smiled. "No…everything's perfect."

With that said, Trowa proceeded to show Quatre just how perfect everything was. And for the first time in his life, Quatre, through the skillful and experienced hands of Trowa, learned what it truly means to make love.

Author's Notes/Disclaimer: I do not own any of the GW characters.

Okay. Some of you probably wanted a chapter with all the juicy details, right? Well if that's what you want, you're going to have to wait a while. I'm really sorry about that. I just wanted there to be a sort of separator for the people who don't want the smut and just want the story. So that part is gonna be kinda like a side story/extension. But I don't even think I'm gonna put it on I don't know. We'll see. The next chapter won't take so long, I hope. Cheers.

Medieval Times is cool. Go Green Knight. Err...the whole 'precious one'...I hope that wasn't too cheesy. In fact, I hope that a lot of this chapter wasn't cheesy but I kinda have a feeling that it was. But I also guess that it kinda had to be. You know what else, this whole story is just one big cheese fest. But I like it. And I hope you do too.

Oh yeah. Thanks for putting up with this story for so long. Like I said before, the end is nearing and I bet that makes some of you think 'it's about damn time.' Haha. But until then, keep reading and reviewing. Reviews actually encourage me to write more. So yeah. That's all I have to say about that.