Quatre paced the floor of his bedroom for the ninth time that night, staring at the notes he and Heero had worked on the day before. Ever since he agreed to help them, he and Quatre had been getting together discussing possible solutions to the prophecy. However, looking over the notes he took, none of them seemed likely. He shouted into the darkness and collapsed on his bed. He was hoping that Duo and Zechs were making more progress. Suddenly he laughed. No, of course they weren't. They were probably in bed together somewhere. They never got much work done when they were together.

Quatre smiled. He was glad Zechs was happy. Though he wasn't sure how long this relationship was going to last. If the Saints found out… He shook his head. They wouldn't find out. Everything would be fine. He rolled over and closed his eyes. Everything would be fine…

Quatre's eyes jerked open when he felt eyes on him. He looked up quickly and saw Heero sitting on the edge of his bed. The blond angel relaxed a bit and sat up.

"Heero…what are you doing here? It's dangerous!" He gasped.

Heero nodded. "I know. I just couldn't stop thinking about…" He trailed off and Quatre raised a brow.

"About the prophecy?"

Heero looked up and met Quatre's eyes. "No…about you."

Quatre's eyes widened. "M-me?"

Heero nodded. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since the day we met in Limbo. And with Duo constantly gushing about his times with Zechs…" He blushed and cleared his throat. "Well, let's just say it's not easy to control myself."

Quatre blushed bright read. "R-really?"

Heero nodded. "I…I just had to tell you that…and…and to…"

Quatre leaned forward. "And to…what?"

"To…do this." Heero closed the space between them and their lips met.

Quatre gasped and Heero took advantage of the opening to slip his tongue inside. Quatre moaned and suddenly felt himself melt. Heero wrapped his arms around the small waist to support his body and deepened the kiss. Quatre felt his arms snake around the neck of the dark angel as their tongues battled for dominance. Quatre finally gave in and succumbed to the wonderful feelings that Heero was spreading through his body. Heero ran his hands lower on Quatre's body until he was cupping the smaller man's rear. Quatre moaned and fell back on the bed, letting Heero cover him. Heero's hands roamed all over the tender body, finally managing to untie the regal robes from himself and the young prince under him. He pressed his naked flesh against that of the blond and moaned at the contact. He positioned himself between Quatre's legs, encouraged by the moans of the other, and pushed…

Heero sat bolt upright in bed. His forehead was covered in sweat and his erection throbbed under the blankets. Another dream about Quatre. That was the forth this week. He looked over to Duo, sleeping sprawled across his bed, and sighed. Duo didn't seem troubled by his relationship in the least. Heero froze. Relationship? Heero didn't have a relationship. He shook his head and stood up, walking to the window. He wrapped his dark robe around himself to ward off the chill of the early morning. He had to stop thinking about Quatre. It would just make things more difficult and they had an emergency to deal with. He shook his head and walked back to bed. He chuckled as Duo muttered something about an inflated squirrel and removed his robe.

Laying back in bed, his erection rubbed against the dark silk sheets and against his will, he moaned. Absentmindedly, his hand wandered lower until it was grasping the hard length under the blankets. As he stroked it, his mind wandered to Quatre. He silently wondered if his hair was as soft as it looked and whether it would still look as heavenly after a night of love making. His pace increased as his emotions caught up with him. Before he knew what was happening, he was moaning softly with his eyes closed, picturing Quatre underneath him and trying desperately to finish his wonderful dream. His climax was large and he had to bite his lip to keep from shouting. He collapsed afterward, his sheets wet and sticky, panting as his lust for Quatre surged through his body. He fell asleep with thoughts of Quatre swimming through his head.

Quatre woke the next morning, feeling refreshed. Something told him that today would be a good day. He skipped down the hall to met Zechs at the foot of the stairs. They were planning to meet Heero and Duo in Limbo for some breakfast before getting started on their plans. He opened the large double doors to the outside steps to find Zechs already waiting. He was smiling and holding a picnic basket.

"Good morning." Quatre smiled.

Zechs nodded. "Yes it is."

Quatre raised a brow and leaned in so only Zechs could hear him. "Don't tell me that you've seen Duo already!"

Zechs chuckled and shook his head. "No, no. Something better."

Quatre raised his eyebrows. Zechs saying something was better than Duo? "What is it?"

Zechs nearly squealed. "I've had a dream."

Quatre's mind was suddenly filled with the steaminess of his own dream and he blushed. "Oh?"

Zechs nodded, seeming to not notice the blush. "I think I know what the answer to the prophecy is."

Quatre's eyes widened. "What is it?"

Zechs shook his head. "Not here. Wait till we get to Limbo and I'll tell everyone together."

Quatre nodded and followed his older brother down the stairs and into the forest. Duo and Heero were already there and Duo was eyeing their own picnic basket hungrily.

"Not until they get here." Heero warned just as Quatre and Zechs appeared.

"There here!" Duo shouted and dove into the food head first.

Heero rolled his eyes and Quatre and Zechs laughed. Zechs sat his basket down and joined Duo while Quatre sat next to Heero. Quatre felt nervous sitting so close to the dark angel, memories of the dream flaring up in his mind; Heero was feeling it too but tried to hide it.

"Have you come up with anything?" He asked.

Quatre brightened slightly. "Not really. But Zechs said something about it!" He turned to his brother. "Right?"

Zechs swallowed his mouthful of bread and smiled. "Yeah!" He sat up straighter. "I've had a dream and I think I know what we have to do."

The other leaned in close as Zechs cleared his throat. "We've already decided that the 'powers of earth' refers to the earthly number of 4. In my dream I saw four elements. Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter."

Quatre gasped in understanding. "The Women of Season!" He exclaimed and nearly laughed.

Zechs nodded. "I believe they have the key to this mystery. If we seek them out…"

Heero nodded. "It won't be easy. Legend speaks of many challenges along the way to each. And each is located in a different corner of the world."

Duo nodded and then chuckled. "Nothing we can't handle, right Hee-chan?"

Heero smirked, despite himself. "I think we should split into two teams. The journey is too dangerous for each of us to take on our own and it's pointless for all of us to go together."

Zechs nodded. "I agree."

"I get to go with Zechs!" Duo pounced his older lover, who laughed.

Heero nodded and turned to Quatre. He forced the sudden lump in his throat down as he cleared his throat. "Then that leaves us."

Quatre forced a smile and nodded. "Yup!"

This will be torture…Heero and Quatre thought together.