Lover's Lullaby: Part 2
I had been a hard fight, but everyone had made it back. They didn't know how, sometimes, but it seemed that they always did, even when all hope was lost. This time, Quatre was particularly anxious to be back. I rushed to climb out of Sandrock, almost slipping more than once. Trowa touched the ground at nearly the same time as the blonde boy.
The stared across the hold at each other for a moment, a faint smile flickered across Trowa's face. Quatre bust into tears, but these weren't the tears of frustrated sorrow he had cried before. These were tears of relief and genuine happiness. He ran to Trowa had hugged in close.
"Oh Trowa! I'm so glad your back!"
Trowa smiled, " I think I told you once…" He gently tipped up Quatre's face, "I'd fallow you anywhere… and I also told you that I'd never leave."
Quatre smiled through the tears glittering down his face.
"I also said," He brushed a hair away from the other boy's face, "That I would love you, not matter what happened."
"Trowa…"
"All of that's still true."
They kissed softly, and a sweet, welcome warmth ran through their veins with the contact. The separated as the other pilots started to exit their mobile suits. They smiled.
"Will you…"
"Yes, Quatre. How could I possibly say anything else?"