wow, and overnight chapter! could be because I've had two study halls daily recently... not on purpose, mind you; I've had classes that have been empty. I think I might also skip out on a couple of classes tomorrow, since I have around 4 guest speakers talking to me. God I hate guest speakers...anyway... here's chapter!

Duo's eyes were full of worry as he looked back towards the door to the room Trowa had been calling his bedroom. His mind drifted off for wonder of all the things his houseguest might be doing. In fact, his concern had been keeping him form eating, Quatre noticed as he realized that Duo had been sitting there the entire time, staring at the pine door that stood between him and the curiosity called Trowa Barton.

" You know… he's probably just taking a nap or something" Quatre said, barely shaking Duo out of his dazed state of mind. Duo's eyes flashed over to meet Quatre's, then back to the door.

" How do you know that? The guy just walked in, dragged sand all through my house, went back to his room, and closed the door" Duo stated in a very theatrical manner." Didn't even stop to get his damn dinner!" He added as he leaned back in his chair, tipping it onto two legs.

" Duo…incase you haven't noticed, you're not eating much either…" Quatre said as he looked down to his friend's plate of curry and rice.

Duo quirked a brow at the plate of nearly cold food that he had not yet touched as if it offended him that it hadn't been jumping into his mouth for him the entire time. He sighed and picked up his fork, eating a few bites before losing his train of thought to the pine door once more.

Quatre sighed and sat his fork down, done with his food. He rose from his seat abruptly, and turned to go to Trowa's door. Before Duo could stop him, Quatre had thrown open Trowa's door. the sight he found inside, however, was definitely not what he expected.

Duo grimaced and banged his head down onto the table. In recent times, Quatre had gone from being a more subtle, quiet type of person, to being a drastic risk-taker; and it was really starting to scare Duo. He understood why Quatre was being like this, though…after all, 18 years of being walked all over can really mess with a person's perception of humanity, and of himself. Duo knew that very well. He sighed a bit, and looked back up to see that quatre was already in Trowa's room, and he heard talking.

For a moment, he just stared at the door, unsure of whether or not he should even approach. After all, it was none of his business if they got along…

' but what do they have in common to talk about?' Duo asked himself. Without thinking, Duo stood from his seat in the kitchen and began to slowly approach the door, listening all the while to the conversation within as it grew clearer the closer he got. Just before he got to the door, Duo leaned up against the wall directly next to it, lay his head against the wall, and wondered what in the world they could be talking about.

Trowa sat on his bed, nothing but a long green sarong around his waist. With him on the bed sat a large cloth bag, full of different sorts of seashells. Trowa had a nail file in his hand, and a seashell in the other, sanding down the edges of a particularly large seashell. Trowa smiled to him, and held up the hand with the nail file in greeting.

" Hello, Quatre" He said with a warm smile on his face.

" Trowa…what…" Quatre stammered, his mind temporarily caught up in the exposed skin before him, and how the sarong clung so neatly to his muscular and well tanned skin. He mentally shook off these thoughts, and continued. " What exactly are you doing?"

Trowa smiled again as he held up a long chain of seashells with holes in them, strung over a chord of twine. this seashell chain he'd created looked to be about 12 feet long so far, and glistening with the iridescent glow of the underside of the seashells. In between the seashells every five or so hung a sand dollar or an oddly shaped shell, like that of a hermit crab. Quatre smiled back as he finally realized what Trowa was doing.

"Bringing a little of your old home to your new one?" Quatre said with a smile as he sat down next to him on the bed, marveling at the gleaming multi-colored shells in the chain.

"Hai" Trowa said with a smile " I missed things like these…" He mused softly as he held the chain up in front of the overhead light to look at it. He closed one eye and tilted his head a bit in a quirky expression. " A couple more feet of this should do…"

Duo stood by the door, listening in silence to the conversation going on in Trowa's room. Duo mentally let out a nervous breath as he realized that nothing was wrong with Trowa. For some reason, Duo had found himself worrying about his houseguest's safety.

Duo stepped away from the wall and went back into the kitchen to eat. After all, his friend's conversation didn't concern him…so why was he so intent on listening in on it? Was he really that nosey? His friends had always told him he was a bit of a pest, and quite the nosey type, but he never really thought he was that bad…

He sighed as he plopped down onto the sofa in his living room, completely ignoring the kitchen, where his dinner sat on the table, now ice cold. He stared at the blank television screen with an odd contempt for it; as if everything that happened to him was it's fault. After a few brief moments of staring, he decided that he would take his friend Heero's initiative when he wanted to think about something…

Duo picked up the remote, and turned on the television. He laughed, realizing that Heero had indeed been the last to watch his telelvision as a familiar theme song came on…

" Today on 'Days of our Lives…"

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Woo! Another chapter finished ;; I apologize that it's so small, but at least I pulled off 1,000 words! oo….I think this "smaller chapter" thing is going to work out better for me, so that I can condense my thoughts easier. Well, anyway… hope you liked it! Reviews are lurved ;;