Idle Chatter

Chapter Sixteen

Quatre POV

I woke up later on that day with Trowa draped over me. It was the best feeling in the world.

I shifted a little in his arms, cuddling against his warmth and breathing in his scent.

"That was really nice…" Other Quat purred.

"I agree"

"You know I get him next… and for a whole night."

"I know" I yawned " and I know we'll have fun… but we have to wait for it."

"What! WHY!" I knew he wasn't going to be too happy about that.

"Because we have to get home, remember? We've been away for a few days and if we don't go back soon, they'll send out a search party. Remember what happened last time we went AWOL?"

Bad Quat sighed in defeat, "I remember. They had the entire police force and the Maguanacs looking for us. They went so far as to harass every student in the school and were going door to door looking for us."

"My point exactly, which is why we have to go back."

"Fine… but we are so fucking him again."

I smirked, "We will… and soon."

"Good."

It was about this time when I felt Trowa stirring, his lips kissing every inch of my face and his arms tightening around my body.

"Are you awake?" he asked, his eyes still closed.

"I am," I whispered back.

He opened his eyes then, piercing emerald gazing at me with intensity swimming in their depths. "What happens now?" he asked.

I shrugged, indicating that I didn't really know. "I guess we'll have to play it by ear," I whispered.

"And your other self?" he asked, examining my face. I wasn't really sure what he was looking for, but Other Quat answered for himself.

"I'm still here." I felt my face stretch into a lecherous grin, "And I'm not done with you. You're MINE next time around."

I felt the soft rumble of his laughter through his chest as he held me to him.

"We have to go," I whispered.

His eyes looked shocked at first, then hurt, and then they lost all trace of emotion. "Did… I… Did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head and kissed him softly, "Of course not. We just need to get home and make sure they don't send out a search party."

"Oh," he began to get off me and got dressed.

I followed suit and dressed in last night's clothes… or what was left of them. We gathered our things and Trowa led us out of the house and to his truck.

"Trowa?" I said, trying to get his attention. I noticed his eyes flick over in my direction then back to the road. Knowing that he was listening, I spoke again. "Do you… Where do you want this to go?"

"I'm not sure," he said quietly, seeming (to me) very unsure of himself.

"Oh." I frowned, feeling Other Quat getting restless.

"Go on and tell him what you want!"

"I can't"

"Then I will."

"Trowa." Other Quat said in a commanding tone.

"Yes, Q?"

"Wait… what?"

"You are my Quat's other side, are you not?"

"So what if I am?" Other Quat sounded defensive.

"So, I'm calling you Q."

We blinked. Trowa had given us distinct names? That threw us off balance for a second before… "Q" composed himself.

"Fine then, Q it is." He cleared his throat and began his proposal, "We want you. You are going to be our boyfriend and we are going to fuck you regularly. We have a large family, which you'll just have to get used to and we're pro-PDA."

"PDA?" Trowa asked confused.

"Public Displays of Affection, get with the program!" Q snapped. "As I was saying, you will spend the night at my place every now and again and you're going to get used to the fact that we like it rough. I made sure of that."

Trowa nodded, listening to Q's demands.

"We will have several houses once we are out of high school and you will go to college with me. I know you like animals and I seem to remember you wanting to become a Veterinarian. You will accept the scholarship I'm going to give you and you are going to dorm with me. When we are out, or maybe even before then, we are going to build a house together with a large play-room" I felt him smirk at this, grabbing hold of Trowa's thigh, "and we are going to go at it like rabbits until we can't any more. Any questions?"

I saw Trowa swallow at this but shook his head.

Gaining control of myself, I hastened to add, "Trowa, you can talk to me… You can think about all of this and you can refuse if you want to…"

"He better not!" Q spat.

"Quiet. We don't own him, so you can't order him around like that." I snarled back.

"We should, you fucking pansy! We should keep him on a leash and tied to the bed!"

"I thought YOU were the one who wanted to be kept on a leash," Trowa cut in, making me… us blush.

"That's beside the fucking point!" Q yelled, crossing his arms.

Trowa laughed a little, "I'll think about it."

That made me smile. We hadn't lost him.

Just then, we arrived at the gates to my estate. Trowa slowed down the truck and rolled down the window to tell the guard in charge that I was back. No sooner had the guard, Aleem, poked his head into the window to see who it was, the alarm was sounded.

"He has the Master! Grab him!" he shouted.

Both doors were then wrenched open and we were both pulled out of the truck. They had Trowa pinned to the hood and were searching him, patting down all his limbs. Meanwhile, I was hauled off by Akim and Rahar and taken to the main house, with me struggling the entire way.

"LET ME GO!" We yelled, kicking at the guards.

"We're sorry sir; we have orders to bring you to Captain Rashid as soon as you came home." Rahar said.

I was taken to the main house and deposited at the entrance, right outside of Rashid's station (which was right in the foyer).

"We have him, Sir!" Akim called out, getting Rashid's attention.

"Master Quatre! You're home safely! Your sisters were so worried… we were just about go look for you." Rashid said, dismissing the guards, but not before telling them to call off the cops.

"What do we do with the kidnapper?" Rahar asked just as he was turning to leave.

"Get the police to come pick him up, meanwhile, put him in the holding cell." Rashid answered.

"NO!" I yelled. We had had enough of this. Between being carried away and having Trowa imprisoned, we were about a hair's breath from exploding at everyone.

"But Master Qua-" Rashid pleaded.

"I said NO! He did not kidnap me! I went with him!"

"Put him in the holding cell until further notice," Rashid told Rahar who nodded and took off. "Master Quatre, this is for your own protection…"

Just then a gaggle of my sisters came in, hugging me and mothering me, some saying that they should never have trusted that boy that took me and making comments about my disheveled appearance.

"Look at him! He looks like he's been attacked!" Yasmeen gushed.

"You don't think he was raped, do you?" Sanah gasped in horror. "My husband is a lawyer; we'll make sure his attacker rots in jail!"

"My girlfriend is a doctor; she specializes in this sort of thing…" Anahilai offered, "She can give him a physical and get you all the evidence you need."

"We should have never trusted Shaharizad's judgment," Fajera commented, "Look at what that boy has done to our brother!"

"Enough!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, stopping their babble. "I want all of you to listen and listen closely; I'll only say this once. Trowa did NOT hurt me. I went with him and I chose to stay with him and my friends these past few days. I will no have you dishonoring him like you're doing."

"But Quatre, honey," Damathat said gently, "Are you sure you want a boy like that? He's nothing but a lowly orphan who is most likely trying to take advantage of you…"

"NO, Dama, He's not trying to do anything of the sort. I want all of you to leave him alone." I growled.

"What's gotten into you, Quatre?" Zaharat asked in concern.

"What's wrong with all of you?" Sababa spoke up. "Are you all too blind to see that our Kitty Quat is in love? You should all be ashamed of yourselves! He's always been supportive in all of your endeavors and now you treat him and his lover like this? Shame on you, all of you!"

I looked at Sababa, and gave her a grateful smile and a big hug, "Thank you, sis."

She laughed a little, ruffling my hair, "You deserve a little happiness, Kitty. Now..." she said glaring at Rashid, "You tell your men to release that boy and apologize to him. You will then send him to Quatre's rooms and you will be courteous about it."

Rashid nodded, completely intimidated by the petite girl glaring him down. "Yes, my lady." He then grabbed the walkie-talkie from his belt and ordered his men to do as they were ordered and release Trowa.

"As for you, young man… you might want to shower quickly before they bring that boy of yours up here. You stink." Sababa said.

I laughed and ran up the stairs, taking a quick shower and putting on a clean set of clothes. When I stepped out of the shower, one of the maids was leaving having already set up a table with lunch on it, and Trowa was being ushered into my room. Poor Trowa looked completely frazzled, his wide eyes looking for an escape.

"Calm yourself, Trowa," I called out to him.

He looked at me, rushed over, and hugged me tight, his entire body shaking.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't mean for that to happen to you. Please, forgive me." I ran my hands soothingly down his back, willing his nervousness away. "Do you want lunch?"

Trowa nodded a little, and showed him to my table. We were just sitting down when there came a knock to my door. Trowa jumped, but thankfully didn't run away.

"Who could that be?" I wondered out loud.

"Whoever it is, tell them to go the fuck away!" Q spat.

I answered the door and found Shaharazad there, one hand pulling on Rahara's ear, in her other arm, cradled against her chest was a quaking Charlie.

"What happened?" I asked shakily as Charlie jumped at me and hid in my shirt pocket.

"Your squirrel was sleeping in the back of Trowa's truck and Rahara found him. If it wasn't for Namarre screaming about Rahara playing with dirty rodents… well… we won't get into that. Take care of your pets or I won't allow you to keep any!" She mock glared at me before dragging Rahara away.

I took Charlie back into the room where he spotted Trowa and jumped into his lap, shaking like a leaf, "I'm really sorry, I … I… there are no words to describe this…"

"We forgive you, Quatre," Trowa spoke up quietly, Charlie just squeaked, "It wasn't your fault."

I sat down with Trowa and tempted Charlie with a little bowl of shelled pecans to calm his nerves. "Welcome to my life."

We began eating quietly, but the atmosphere was no longer tense. Q and I knew the road wouldn't be easy, but we finally had someone to love. I looked up at Trowa, smiling when I saw the look he gave me. Yes, I loved the man in front of me.

This is the story of how I found him, but we're still only in high school. Though it seems like it's over, the story has only really just begun.

Owari (The End)

AN: This is it for Idle Chatter... but there will be more for Quatre and Trowa. Keep your eyes opened for their upcoming continuation...