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Chapter 8:

Quatre calmed a little from his fit of laughter and tried to speak. "Poor Trowa…" Quatre wiped a tear from his eye. "I gave you that flute to save you and your guardian angel is standing right here. She even spooked Heero." Then he began laughing again.

"I am no one's guardian angel!" Cassie said crossly.

"Trowa… is it true that she is your guardian angel?" Heero asked, completely ignoring Cassie and Quatre.

"Why would I need a guardian angel?" Trowa said, recovering from his embarrassment.

"I didn't think so." Heero said to his friend, to Cassie he said, "He doesn't need you, so you may leave now."

This only made Quatre laugh harder; Cassie looked stunned. Heero was staring at the human girl coldly while Trowa wished the floor would swallow him right then.

"No" Quatre gasped out. He gripped his sides and bent over laughing. "She… She's connected to him by fate."

All three looked at him. "What do you mean?" Trowa asked. He wanted to go home and hide with his flute. He quickly squashed the thought.

"No human can hear that flute. Only elves can hear it. But those humans who are lucky enough to be blessed by fate can hear it and thus be elevated to a new life." Quatre said calming down considerably. He looked up at Trowa and stood. "Both you, Trowa and Heero, have fought for all elves. You've spilled blood and need saving from becoming wraths. I gave you gifts to find those that would save you. Trowa you've found your savior." Quatre looked at Cassie.

"I don't want to be anybody's savior!" Cassie whined and crumpled to the floor.

"I don't need a savior!" Heero and Trowa exclaimed simultaneously.

"Just let them become wraiths." Cassie said suddenly, "It will make life easier for me."

"I cannot allow that to happen," Quatre said sternly, "Because if they become wraiths, they will destroy the elf world and then enter the human world to do the exact same thing. You do realize the problem we have here do you not?" Quatre asked Cassie.

"Not really," Cassie began, "But all you need to do is take all my memories of this place and then all will be well."

"It doesn't work that way. Now that you and Trowa are bound together taking you away from him could cause a potential disaster." Quatre began explaining.

"I could really go for a pixie-fight right about now." Heero muttered under his breath.

"They are getting rather restless now." Trowa said, Heero gave him a questioning look. "We found one heading upstairs to the…" Trowa stopped. "Cassie do you know any pixies?" Trowa asked suddenly.

"Why would I know any pixies? I didn't even know that you were an elf!" Cassie glared at Trowa.

"Why would she know any pixies Trowa?" Quatre asked.

"We found one on it's way to Cassie's floor apartment." Trowa fidgeted slightly.

"What… Where was it then?" Cassie demanded.

"We fought with it and it went away." Trowa replied casually.

It took a moment for Cassie to get over Trowa's casual manner. When she had, Cassie walked over to Trowa; Quatre cringed, waiting for the inevitable explosion.

"And just who gave you the authority to pummel a defenseless pixie?" Cassie asked coldly. Trowa was surprised by her cold stoicism.

"It's what I do. I am a warrior." Trowa pointed out.

WHACK!

Cassie landed a resounding slap across Trowa's left cheek. Quatre, Heero and Trowa were all caught off guard. Trowa stared in surprise at the irate human before him. Never in his life could he remember anybody ever trying to hit him and actually landing a hit.

"Trowa, Heero. I forbid either one of you to hurt this young lady." Quatre said quietly. "Cassie I advise that in the future you do not hit Trowa unless you plan on being hit back."

"There won't be a future time sir. I am going home now and forgetting that this ever happened to me." Cassie turned to face Quatre. "I refuse to accept this as my fate. He has no sense of humanity about him." At this point Cassie found that her decision was about to make her cry.

"She's right Grand Master, she will be better off forgetting about us." Trowa said softly. His remark worked like a dagger plunging into Cassie's heart.

The only person to see the tears fall was Quatre, but he noticed that as soon as they began to fall Cassie wiped them away. He knew that neither Cassie nor Trowa would bend to the other easily.

"Alright. I'll let you go back to your home Cassie." Quatre said sadly. Before anybody could say anything, he snapped his fingers and Cassie disappeared.