EDOS: Hi! Thanx to everyone who wrote me reviews! I feel so luved! I would have written more in the last chap be my sis kicked me off (sad face).
HEERO: You had been on for three hours.
EDOS: SO! What's your point!
HEERO: (shrugs)
I don't own GW, can I stop writing these disclaimers yet?
"So Cat? What was with that guy? Milly?" Duo asked when Treize left to buy himself some lunch.
"Oh, nothing, he's just a bit…forward…" Quatre replied, blushing slightly.
"Milly…for some reason that sounds familiar…" Wufie pulled a face. "Isn't that the guy who goes out of his way to get a look up your skirt?"
Quatre busied himself with his food, and refused to answer.
"Among other things." Said Treize, answering the question for him. This time it was Trowa who pulled a face.
"Like what?"
"Can we not talk about this please?" Quatre demanded, glaring heatedly at Treize.
"Why, Cat? Its not like he does anything really creepy, like, follow you around and take photo's and stuff." Duo said, without thinking. Everyone at the table went quiet.
"We don't know that Duo." Said Treize softly.
"Excuse me…I have something…I need to do…" With that Quatre stood and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving his food mostly untouched.
"Was it something I said?" Duo asked, blinking.
"Trowa!" Trowa turned to see Quatre running towards him, dodging around through the crowded hall.
"Quatre?" Trowa surveyed the blonde, it seemed he had forgotten the earlier conversation in the cafeteria.
"Hey! Umm could you tell everyone I won't be walking home with you this afternoon?"
Trowa stopped in mid stride.
"Why?"
"Oh, my teacher science teacher is helping me with some work I'm struggling with, that's all." Quatre smiled sweetly at him, but for some reason Trowa felt as though the blonde wasn't telling him something.
"Quatre?"
"Yes?"
"….never mind, I'll tell them."
"Thank you Trowa." Quatre gave him swift hug and ran off. Trowa watched him run off, unaware of the jealous eyes watching him.
"His science teacher? Are you sure?" Trowa felt the unease that had been inside him since Quatre had asked the simple request grow at the look on Treize's face.
"Is there something wrong with that?" Duo said, looking up from his mobile (if your American or Canadian you probably call it a cell phone.)
"Not really."
"So what's with the face your pulling then?"
Treize looked like he wasn't going to answer and surprised everyone when he did.
"Last year Quatre's Science teacher Mr Watson was accused of sexually abusing one of the boys in his class…in the end it seemed like the boy had been lying, but … I have never really trusted him since, I knew the boy who accused him…he had no reason to lie…" They all stood there for a while, no one really knew what to do, they all remembered how upset Quatre had gotten at lunch, and there was no proof…
"I'll go and wait for him." Trowa said. Everyone looked at him.
"Tro…I don't think that's the best idea." Duo said, his usually confident voice, unsure.
"I'm not going to take him away from the teacher, just wait outside, make sure nothing happens."
"But what if he asks why your there?" Wufie asked as Trowa turned to walk away. "Are you going to tell him you were worried? I don't know how well he'll take that?"
"I'll tell him I was waiting so I could walk him home." With that Trowa walked off.
As Trowa walked down the empty corridors he could fell eyes on him, he had a feeling he knew who they belonged to as well.
"Hello Milly." He said watching as the tall, flamboyant blonde walked out of a nearby.
"Trowa, right?" Milly replied.
"hm."
"hmm indeed, so tell me Trowa, what is it that a handsome fellow such as yourself does, wondering the school corridors after school hours." Milly was leaning against a locker now, observing Trowa.
"Quatre's still here." Trowa decided he need not say more.
"Oh, Quatre is it? Hmm." Trowa watched as Milly moved away from the locker and walked over to him. "let me tell you something Trowa, I . don't .like. how close your getting to Quatre, and if you continue to be a target for his affection, you'll regret it." It was at this moment that the two guys Trowa had seen Milly with appeared. Now that Trowa could see them more clearly, he could tell that they could probably knock him out cold without even trying, they didn't look too bright though. "So Trowa, I'm assuming that you understand were I'm coming form, and that I'm not going to have any more trouble?" Trowa raised an eyebrow, this was like something out of one of those really bad soap's his sister watched.
"hmm." Trowa replied walking past them, completely ignoring Milly's yells.
"Trowa?" Trowa looked up to see Quatre walk out the door of the classroom, thankfully he didn't seem angry. "What are you doing here? I thought you went home with the others?"
"I thought you would want some company when you walked home…" Quatre raised his eyebrow. "and…Treize was worried the teacher would try something shifty."
Quatre sighed.
"I wish everyone would stop worrying." Trowa stood up, taking some of the books Quatre was holding. "Thank you."
"Quatre I know you don't like it…but..." Trowa sighed, how could he describe this desire he had to protect the slender Arabian, Quatre was just so fragile, not weak, but for some reason Trowa felt as though he needed protecting.
"Trowa?"
"Hmm."
"Don't worry about it ok."
Ira watched quietly from the door of the cozzie study as her younger brother and favourite sibling sorted through a huge stack of files, he hadn't noticed her presence yet and was humming softly to himself, Ira smiled, she recognised the tune well, it was a song their father had loved, he had sung it for their mother, the night he had proposed to her. The last time Quatre had sung that song was when he had had a crush on the shop assistant from the deli down the road. She allowed herself to laugh, causing her unsuspecting brother to jump.
"Wa? Ira?...how long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough little brother." Quatre pulled a face at her and continued sorting the papers. "That's a lovely song your singing." Quatre cringed. "Who's it for?"
Quatre blushed. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh don't play dumb with me; you know exactly what I mean." Quatre just continued to filing papers, ignoring his sister completely. "Well if you're going to be like that."
She entered the room and sat herself on the desk. "Oh well its not like I don't already know. It's Trowa right." Quatre blushed again and dropped the papers she was holding; Ira giggled "oh kitty, that's so cute, that you're going out and all."
Quatre looked up her, truly confused this time.
"Were not going out." Ira's eyes widened.
"Your not? I thought you were, the way you act makes it look like you are."
"the way we act?"
"Yes, he always treats you like you're his boyfriend, and I've never seen you be so affectionate before, you sleep together don't you?"
"well yes…but…I'm not really any more, affectionate….am I?" Ira laughed at her little brothers ignorance of his own behaviour.
"Yes you are, and face it you love the fact that you get to sleep with him." Quatre fiddled nervously with his shirt looking away so his sister wouldn't see his face. "Well catty if your not together yet, you might as well do something about it, because if you don't, I'm sure someone else will." With that she hopped off the table and walked out of the room.
"hu? Ira! Wait! What do you mean someone else will?"
Trowa sighed as he walked into his room, how could one person be so…so…ok so there wasn't a way to describe Duo and his…well….himness.
Trowa sighed again and striped of his shirt, unaware of the blonde curled up in the bed, watching, he striped down to his boxer shorts, then went to take them off.
"Ummm Trowa?" Quatre said deciding now was probably the time to make himself known. Trowa jumped.
"Quatre!" Trowa flushed, realising that if Quatre hadn't said anything he would probably be naked right now. He walked briskly over to the draw to find one of the shirts he wore to bed. Quatre watched him, his sisters words going through his mind, he thought he knew what she had meant now, he had overheard Wufie and Treize in the library earlier, they had been discussing Trowa and himself, Quatre blushed remembering some of the twisted plans they had voiced, designed to get him or Trowa to make their feelings known. It was then that Quatre had made up his mind, if Trowa wasn't going to do anything, he would….after he had enough courage…no it had to be now….or maybe tomorrow, yeh that sounded good….no! now! He had to do something now, if not only because he wanted to ask Trowa to sleep without a shirt on, Why did someone with a body like that cover it up? Quatre slipped out of the bed and walked over to the taller boy.
"T…Trowa?"
"hmm?"
"uhhh…I …" Quatre could feel himself shaking, how did you say this kind of thing to someone? "I…" Trowa was facing him now. "I don't know how to say this…" Trowa smiled at him.
"Then why don't you show me little one?"
Quatre looked up at him, he could do that! Without allowing himself to think about it he wrapped his arms around Trowa's neck, and pressed his mouth to Trowa's. Pulling away quickly, frightened that he might have offended the taller teen. Trowa stood there, just staring at him.
"Oh, Allah Trowa I'm sorry!" Quatre stopped mid-turn when Trowa grabbed him. "Tro…umph!" Quatre smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Trowa's waist. Trowa pulled away and came back again, sucking softly on Quatre's lower lip, earning himself a soft moan from the smaller boy, Trowa ran his tongue over the blondes lips, delighted when Quatre opened his mouth, Quatre moaned again as Trowa explored his mouth, massaging the Arabians tong with his own. Trowa smiled and pulled away slightly, kissing a trail down Quatre's jaw, along his neck and settling at the blondes collar bone, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh, encouraged by the soft noises Quatre was making. Eventually the two broke apart and headed over to the bed.
"Trowa?"
"hmmm?"
"Do you think you could sleep without the shirt on?" Trowa chuckled and pulled of the offending item. "Thank you."
They climbed into bed together, Trowa wrapping his arms around the blonde, kissing his neck.
"I love you Quatre." He whispered softly.
"I love you too."
"See you do know how to say it." Quatre blushed, he had known, Trowa had known what he was trying to say!
"Why couldn't you have just made it easy for me if you knew!" He demanded
"hmmm." Trowa sucked on his neck, Quatre realized he was going to have marks on him in the morning. "It wouldn't have been as fun if id helped, now would it?"
"no, I suppose not."
To be continued…
EDOS: weeee they finally did it!
DUO: but, but we didn't get to help!
EDOS: I know I couldn't be bothered writing some plane thingy it would have takedn me another two or so chapters!