!5 Years Later!
Eleven year old Quatre was running through the courtyard chasing our new panther cub. Kenji had been old when Quatre had come to live with me and now had passed on. When I had told my dear Quatre, he sobbed for hours, I held him tight and rocked him until he'd quieted. I had told him.
"We canget another pet, a dog perhaps. All little boys like dogs."
"No! I want a new panther! I'll name him Phantom." And so that is what happened. Now I'm watching him. He's grown even more beautiful as these last years have passed. Perhaps he's only beautiful to me because he's alive, because I want to suck his tiny body dry of it's life's fluid. I didn't want to think about the possibility of that so I jumped down and swept him up into my arms. He shrieked with laughter and threw his arms around my neck.
"Trowa! How was your dinner?" I smiled as I picked up the cub and entered the house.
"It was good and what did you have?"
"Noodles and cheese. Maddie taught me how to make it." I chuckled.
"Good now you won't keep crackers in bed and get crumbs all over." He giggled. Yes, he still slept with me, inside my coffin. He was quite a slip of a boy and was not but a feather upon my chest. I sat him down and sat in a chair with a newspaper. There was silence, then he spoke.
"I missed you while you were gone. Guess what?"
"Hm?" He was sitting at my feet, holding Phantom in his lap, petting him like a kitten.
"I got a letter from Wufei. He wrote that he, Heero and a special guest are coming within the week."
"Really, I bet you're excited. You can argue with him again." His lips formed the smallest pout, he was adorable.
"It's not my fault that he's wrong. Anyhow my new books will arrive tomorrow!" He was still obsessed with reading. I looked at him and noticed that he was worrying his lower lip. From experience, I know he wants to ask me a question that could possibly embarrass him.
"Quatre, what is it?"
"Um, well-" his voice cracked. I laughed outright. "It's not funny!"
"I'm sorry little one, it's just been so long since I've been where you are." He crawled into my lap.
"Can you tell me what you remember?" Resting his head on my shoulder he looked up.
"Well, it means your body is changing and that you're becoming a man." He pondered his for a few minutes before saying.
"I think I read something about it when I was nine." His smooth forehead creased in thought and I tweaked his nose.
"You've read so much it's all run together." We sat there just watching the cub gnaw on a rag doll. Quatre started toying with my hair then, I knew he was going to ask another question.
"Trowa? Do you ever want to bite me?" Damn, I'd been trying to prepare myself for this question, but what do you say? I tried my best.
"Oh Quatre, I don't want you to be afraid," I started, "but occasionally when you're naughty." he giggled.
"Can I tell you a secret? Sometimes I want you to, but I know that it wouldn't be a good idea, I don't want to be eleven forever."
"You're smarter than most eleven year olds."
"Yeah, but there's so much I don't know. Ooh! I want to start taking violin lessons! I'll teach myself, please!" This was definitely new, he'd never expressed an interest like this, but I would indulge him.
"Of course you can. I'll see if I can get an instructor to come from six to seven or seven to eight."
"But that's so early! You won't even be awake."
"I know, but I doubt I can get anyone to come out any later than that. You know how humans are."
"Trowa, I'm human." I shook my head and he giggled.
"Normal humans." He hugged me and snuggled close.
"Thank you so much! I wonder who Wufei and Heero are bringing. Think it's Treize?"
"No, Treize has been upset since Wufei's rejected him once again, he's gone to sleep for a few years. He's bored."
"Are you bored?"
"I could never be bored with you around."
By the time Heero and Wufei were due to arrive on Friday, Quatre had read through the books he'd ordered. I was flipping through one of them in the library when their scent caught my nose. Heero and Wufei's scents were strong and the other was so familiar I couldn't place it. I stood and walked to the banister that over looked the foyer from the hallway. I jumped over the side and strode to the door, throwing it open.
"Are you guys freaking insane! Oh! Hello there, how have you been?" Duo Maxwell, the Shinigami from the whorehouse.
"What the hell is he doing here? What is the meaning of this?" Heero smiled.
"I went to the place and found him, but he decided that he wanted to run from me. I just caught him."
"Trowa? Is that them? Who is it?" I opened the door further, Quatre was at the base of the staircase, the two looked at each other for the first time in years.
"God Que." Duo started, "Look how big you've gotten."
"Huh?" He moved from the base step to my side. "D-duo?" The braided Shinigami kneeled and they hugged. Quatre looked at him and wiped his eyes. "You look the same, you've barely changed at all."
"I know, I'm a God of Death."
"Oh my, A Shinigami?" Duo nodded and Quatre hugged him again.
"How have you been Que?"
"Good, I'm going to start violin lessons next week. Come on, I want to show you the house!" He pulled Duo off on an impromptu tour. I just stared after them.
"Don't worry Trowa, he doesn't want to take the boy. He just wanted to see him. He's quite remarkable." Heero smirked.
"Spill it, you of all the vampires I know cannot stand the Shinigami's." I stared Heero down and Wufei started cracking up laughing.
"Let's just say Heero and Duo have had a few run-ins and Heero's gotten the best of him."
"Hmm, sleeping with a Shinigami, how's that?" Heero's eyes were half glazed.
"The best sex ever." I shook my head and tilted my head to listen after Quatre. "Don't be so nervous Trowa, he's safe with Duo."
"It's not Duo I'm worried about. It's me."
"Why's that?" Wufei asked idly hanging up his cloak.
"He's starting puberty."
I've realized that i write A LOT of freaking dialouge...i think I'd be better off as a screenwriter...or a playwright...oh well..this is my favourite hobby, and i really do try my best...besides i like dialouge...
You all almost didn't get this update from me..I've been battling my insecurity like whoa these last couple weeks, I posted a story in 13x5 over on Livejournal and asked a highly admired author to read it in exchange for a vote. Let's just say she didn't like it so well...and i rejected anything that had to do with writing: paper, pens, pencils, typewriters, keyboards...Frightening isn't it? Well people kept telling me i was stupid...so here i am once again with another chapter of Vie Sombre...it could quite possibly be my favourite story...until we meet again
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