Good morning, Readers I'm back to working again, and now I have a nice, conveniant study hall in which to update you! For now, I have a simple little 550 word filler to give you a little idea of where the plot is going. watch for little hints and quirks in this filler, and in the next full chapter, which I will try to pull off about 2,000 words in. Wish me luck, I'm gonna need it if I can finish this story before school is out, and pass Chemistry... UGH Xx;;;

Enjoy your filler! -

He Sells Seashells - Filler

"How long has he been like this?" Duo's blonde houseguest asked as he sat down in the porch swing and watched the figure in the sand on the beach. Trowa Barton, who had been stying with Duo for about three weeks now, was pacing up and down the shoreline, tossing rocks into the water as he found them. Quatre cringed as Trowa picked up a fairly large crab out of the sand and tossed it too, back into the water.

" He's been like thise for a couple days…I think the land air is starting to get to him" Duo said as he joined his friend on the porch, closing the glass door behind him.

" Land air? Why would that affect him?" Quatre asked, one slender brow quirked in curiosity, as if the concept were an outlandish thought.

Duo sighed as he looked out that window, his houseguest sitting on the beach. " The same way that sea air affects you, Q. It's just a difference in what we're used to." He watched Trowa as he stared out at the ocean, a longing look in his eyes. Duo knew that he could not hold his companion on land much longer. Trowa was truly a creature of the ocean to him; and he could only take being on land so long.

" Why doesn't he just…go back?" Quatre asked as he stood up from his seat in the swing and leaned on the handrail. " I mean…he could work here for awhile and get a nice boat, then…"

" No…" Duo said, stopping Quatre abruptly. " I don't think it's that simple for Trowa… I think there's something else going on with him, I just can't figure out what…"

Quatre sighed and shrugged his shoulders as he watched the red-haired man stand knee deep in the water. Trowa had been looking very pale for the past few days, but Duo smiled as he noticed that trowa's skin was getting more and more lively as he stood there. His skin was gaining color again, and a soft smile came to his lips.

Trowa sat down with his ankles in the water, looking for just a moment up at the beach house he'd been staying in. He smiled to himself and then looked back down to his ankles, where a few seashells sat by his feet. He sighed a bit and picked them all up, rubbing his thumbs against the smooth inner texture of the abandoned shell. He knew exactly what was being discussed by the two friends on the porch a short distance away.

" Why is he so odd?" He mentally quoted.

" Well, he says he's a pirate, but I'm inclined to believe different…"

Trowa laughed and shook his head. Duo wouldn't use such articulate language to talk about him. During the time he'd been there, he'd had to remind himself to dumb down his language numerous times, so Duo could grasp words like "Hypocrisy" and "incandescent". He continued to rub his thumbs against the seashells, looking over the incandescent shell. Suddenly, a thought came to his mind. Trowa smiled to himself as he stood back up and started to walk back down the coastline again, paying close attention to the sand beneath his feet...

that's All for now! reviews are appreciated, so that I know I'm not just doing this for my health ;;;; I also don't mind plot guesses, those are always fun! Hearts to you all, readers!