Trowa looked at himself in the mirror. Dressed in a green button-up shirt and black jeans 'to make it look more casual' he thought, the brunette wondered how many buttons he should leave open. He wanted to look his best for Quatre. 'What am I going to say to him? What if he doesn't even want to talk to me? He'll open the door, see me, and slam it in my face. Am I worrying myself more than need be? What if he's completely cool with what happened at lunch? And dammit, how many buttons?!' Trowa growled to himself.
Just then, a head popped in from the doorway.
"Dad. You're home early today." Trowa said, turning to his father.
"Actually, I've got loads of work to do in my office. But I just wanted to come up and say hello. Plans for tonight?"
"Yeah. Movies with some friends."
"Movies? Last time I checked, they played movies in the dark."
Trowa rolled his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means…" Mr. Barton walked into the room and fixed his son's collar, resting his hands on the boy's shoulders when he finished. "…you're dressing awfully fancy for a movie played in the dark. Who's the lucky lady? Or man?"
Trowa rolled his emerald irises again. "Dad, you are too weird." He turned and looked at himself in the mirror again. He watched his father's reflection, noticing the grin on his face. "Man. And I don't even know if he likes me."
Mr. Barton chuckled. "Well, I'll leave your teenage problems to yourself. I've still got that work to finish up." He walked over to the door and paused. "And Trowa."
"Hm?"
"Make it two." And with that, he left the room.
Trowa cocked his head slightly. He undid one more button, revealing more of his chest. He smirked slightly, actually liking the result.
"Where do you think you got your rugged good looks?" Came Mr. Barton's voice from behind the door.
Trowa just shook his head, chuckling to himself.
* * *
'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!' Quatre cursed to himself. He had taken that nap he needed but ended up waking up at 7:50. He rushed into the shower and cleaned up as quickly as possible and just as he was drying off, he heard the doorbell ring. 'Dammit! And Iria went back to her work too…dammit!'
With only a towel wrapped around his waist, Quatre raced to the door and flung it open. He froze at who he saw before him.
"Uh, hi Trowa."
Trowa, staring at Quatre's slick, shower-fresh body, snapped out of his naughty thoughts and smiled at the blonde. "Hey Quatre. Duo asked me to pick you up."
"Right. Um, I'll be ready in a sec. Make yourself at home." He stepped aside to let the other boy in before racing up the stairs. 'Dammit! Trowa is Duo's friend, of course he's gonna go! But, my God, he looked so hot.' He charged into his room, looking for something to wear that would make him look as good too.
Meanwhile, Trowa took the opportunity to walk into the living room to look at the pictures displayed on the mantle. He saw a picture of who he assumed to be Mr. Winner with about 40 Arabs surrounding him. Another of Iria and his sister, Catherine. And them again with the two guys from the party. There was a picture of Iria and Quatre when they were younger, Iria with the small boy in a headlock. And one where they're older and in the exact same pose. Trowa chuckled. 'Cute.'
"Okay. Sorry to keep you waiting." Quatre called, hurrying down the stairs.
Trowa turned his attention back to the blonde and froze much like he did when Quatre opened the door. Quatre was dressed in a white button up shirt and conveniently left two buttons open, just like Trowa did. And to remain casual, he slipped on a pair of khakis.
"Trowa?"
Again, Trowa snapped out of his dirty mind and smiled at the other boy. "It's fine. Theatre's not that far, anyway."
"Okay." Quatre walked around the house, shutting off the lights and other appliances. The two walked out the door and Quatre locked it behind him. He turned and looked at Trowa's car, expecting to see the girl from earlier sitting in the front seat. He was surprised to see the car empty. 'He's probably going to pick her up later. Had to get me first…' He felt a squeeze in his chest.
"Quatre, you coming?"
The blonde nodded, walked over to the car and hopped into the front seat. For now. Trowa got the car started at began to make his way to the theatres.
"So, um…are we going to pick up your girlfriend?"
Trowa nearly swerved off the road. "Um, I don't have a girlfriend."
Quatre blinked and looked at the French boy. 'So what, you kiss every girl in school?' "But I thought…that girl in the hall…"
"That was Jenna Collins. Even if I had a girlfriend, she would most definitely not be the one. She's obsessed with trying to be though."
"I…but…"
Trowa looked over at the puzzled Quatre. "Quatre?"
"I'm sorry. I just thought that you two were…a couple." Quatre refused to meet Trowa's eyes.
"Even if we were, would that be a problem?" Trowa tried to catch the other boy's gaze. 'Please say it's a problem, please say it's a problem.'
"No, of course not. It's your life. Do what you want with whomever you want." Quatre shrugged.
Trowa sighed. He didn't know what else to say. 'So I like Quatre but that doesn't mean he likes me. But why would he look so torn when he saw Jenna and I kissing? Ugh, I'm so confused.'
The rest of the drive was spent in silence except for the radio playing softly in the background. Both boys felt somewhat lost and very much confused. Trapped in their own thoughts, it wasn't that long until they reached the theatres.
"Geez, what took you two so long?" Duo smiled as the pair approached.
Neither said a word and just continued walking towards the group of friends.
Quatre looked around. Heero and Duo were there, a cheerleader named Tina that he recognized from one of his classes with her boyfriend Freddie, a Chinese boy who he assumed to be Chang Wufei with a blonde woman he didn't know, and of course, Trowa.
Duo threw an arm around Quatre's shoulders. "Hey, Cat, glad you could make it. To your left are Tina and Freddie. You know them from school. And to your right are Wufei and Sally. Wufei's in love with Sally but doesn't want her to know that."
"Maxwell!" Wufei growled. He stomped over to the violet-eyed boy and gave his braid one firm yank.
"Ow! Not the hair! Hee-chan!"
Heero snorted. "Serves you right, baka."
"Heeeero! Can't you ever say something else when someone hurts me?"
"Hn."
Wufei shook his head before extending his hand out to Quatre. "Chang Wufei of St. Patrick's. You may call me Wufei. My companion is Sally Po of St. Catherine's."
"Fei, I think I can introduce myself perfectly fine." Sally smiled at Quatre, extending a hand out as well. "Sally Po's the name, heterosexual's my game." She winked at Quatre, causing the blonde boy to blush.
Quatre shook Wufei's hand then Sally's. "Hello, Wufei, Sally. I'm Quatre Winner."
"Now that everyone's here, wouldn't it be appropriate to buy the tickets now?" Wufei said, turning to Duo.
"Be my guest, Wuffie." The braided boy grinned. The Chinese boy simply glared at Duo to ensure that another good yank was on its way.
"Yoo hoo! Trooowa!!"
Trowa instantly paled. 'Oh God, no. Please, no. Anyone but her. Please.' The brunette turned around to see none other than Jenna Collins bounding up to him with her brother in tow. He turned to Duo and grabbed the braided boy's shirt. "Why didn't you tell me she was gonna be here?!" Trowa growled.
"I didn't invite her. I don't even know what she's doing here." Duo said, earnestly.
Trowa released Duo and ran a hand through his hair. Everyone else was staring at the oncoming pair. Too soon did she approach with a disgruntled-looking Jamie before charging at Trowa's arm.
"Oh Trowa, how convenient it was that my darling brother Jamie wanted to go to the movies tonight. It must be fate." She cooed.
Jamie rolled his eyes before landing his gaze on a pair of teal eyes. He walked over to Quatre and smiled. "Hello, Quatre. How nice it is to see you again."
'Again?!' Trowa's mind screamed, already angered by jealousy that Jamie knew his little one. 'What's going on?'
"Hi Jamie. How are you?" Quatre smiled. At least he knew someone else there.
Jamie leaned in to whisper in Quatre's ear. "It wasn't me that wanted to come here. Jenna overheard Duo talking to Tina earlier. She literally dragged me along with her." Quatre laughed. "But I don't think it'll be too bad knowing you're here."
Quatre looked into Jamie's eyes and punched his shoulder lightly. "Shut up, you, and while you're at it, get over yourself." He smiled at the taller blonde who smirked in return.
'What is going on here?! What was he saying?! What was so funny?! And dammit, why is he leaning?!'
"Trowa, I'm so glad you're here so I'll have something to do if the movie gets too boring." Jenna snuggled the arm she was latched on to.
Trowa tried to pull away but couldn't. 'Damn her and her inhuman strength...'
"Tickets people. Tickets." Wufei said.
They each walked in pairs into the line to buy tickets. Trowa growled inwardly as he watched Quatre walk with Jamie.
"Wow, Trowa, you look so hot tonight. I think maybe you knew that I was going to come. Our destinies must be intertwined."
Trowa groaned. It was going to be a long night.
* * *
"Heero! They weren't supposed to be here!" Duo complained to his boyfriend in the snack line. They ruined everything!"
"Then it means you're not meant to interfere. If they like each other, then it'll happen eventually. Don't force it."
"But Hee-chan-"
"No buts, Duo. Stay out of their business and let whatever happens happen."
Duo crossed his arms over his chest and pouted. 'Hm. That's what you think...I'm the matchmaker!!'
Heero rolled his eyes at his boyfriend who was currently trapped in his own thoughts, laughing mischievously and rubbing his hands together like a madman. Earning a strange glance from the people around him, Heero took a step away from the braided boy and merely said, "I don't know him."
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: I do not own GW characters but Tina and Freddie and the twins are mine.
Bwahaha. Oh, it does take me forever and a day to update, doesn't it? Well, I had a whole storyline planned out but it got lost in the recess of my mind. Sorry about that.
Duo's mighty crazy, Trowa's mighty jealous, Quatre's mighty cute, and Heero's...well...he's just Heero.
Don't you just love those twins? *dodges flying tomatoes*