Chapter Six – Quatre's Past Made Present

Quatre yawned and stretched his arms over his head. Whatever he was lying on, it was very comfortable. Opening his eyes, he was amazed at what he saw. He was lying in a very large bed covered with silks and satins and draped with the most beautiful hangings that he had ever seen. His pillows were thick and plush and his blankets were soft and warm. He sat up with a start. Where was he? He placed his hands by his sides to push out of bed when he felt something. He looked to his right and covered his mouth to keep from gasping. Next to him was a very beautiful young woman. She seemed to be fast asleep, with long flowing black hair and soft tan skin. Quatre felt faint. Was he…married? Not wanting to wake her, he slowly got out of bed and looked around the room. It was very lavish with silks hanging from the walls and Arab rugs decorating the floors.

It looks a lot like my old bedroom on colony L4. He observed. In between silks were dozens of pictures. Just like Wufei and Trowa, he found the group picture of them standing together when he was 16. He smiled. I'm glad we're still friends…He thought. There were several more pictures of Quatre with various people, all of whom where in suits and ties. He chuckled darkly. I guess even here I'm in the public eye. But he couldn't find any pictures of the woman in his bed. Why wouldn't I have pictures of her? He wondered. Then he shrugged, assuming that his pictures of his wife were else where.

He continued to wander the room until he heard a stir from the bed. The woman rolled over, but didn't wake up.

"So…I'm married." He smiled softly. He liked that idea. He had always wanted a family. "I wonder if we have children." He pondered, continuing to explore the room.

Again he heard a stir and turned to see the woman sitting up, rubbing her eyes. He smiled and walked back over to her.

"Good morning." He said with a smile.

The woman looked up at him and smiled in return. "Sabah el-khayr (1), Master Quatre." She smiled and pulled him down to the bed with her. She startled his hips and kissed his lips.

Quatre chuckled and even blushed a little as she did it. He was a little curious why she called him Master Quatre, but he didn't question it. He wrapped his arms around her and smiled.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

She nodded and leaned closer to him. "How could I not sleep well with you by my side?"

Quatre blushed again and giggled. She was very good with words.

She smiled and laughed slightly. "You seem to be in a good mood this morning." She commented. "Much better than you seemed last night."

Quatre wondered what she meant, but decided to go with the flow. "Yes well, a night with you can change a man." He chuckled.

She smiled and nodded. "Thank you." She stood and pushed her hair off her shoulder. "I will bathe now." She winked at him and left the room.

Quatre was in awe as he watched her walk into the adjoining bathroom. She was absolutely gorgeous. He sighed deeply and stood up again. It was nice to have a wife and perhaps even children. He walked over to the bay windows and threw them open to the warm Arabian sun. He smiled.

Yes, this was the life.

(1) Sabah el-khayr – Arabic for 'Good morning'

Okay, I know that Quatre's is a little short, but bare with me. It'll get better in the later chapters. Thanks to evil has a new smiley, Qualmi-chan, and phoenixfirekitsune for your reviews. I appreciate them and thanks for the advice for Quatre too! I'll try to get the next chapter out soon. Happy Reading!