W: pathetic onna EDOS: …. 'hits with mallet and begins to chase'
T: she doesn't own GW Q: 'smiles' on with the story then?
"I can't believe you lost him!" An enraged looking man growled for the fourth time in the last hour.
"Oh shut it Damien!" snapped his companion as the two males trudged through the drenched forest. "I am so sick of your god damn whining! How the fuck was I meant to know the kid would bolt? Last time I checked his legs weren't exactly in good working order!"
"But you where supposed to be watching him! What if we can't find him hu? How are we going to explain that one the boss? Hmm? I'm sorry sir but we lost your bargaining item, he…ran off? Yes I know his knees where dislocated sir! He must have made a miraculous recovery???" Damien snapped, glaring at his partner. As he kicked a stick out of his path.
"Look Damien, he can't have got far, like you said, he had dislocated knees, I know I made it that way, if he got anywhere he would have passed out by now."
Damien stopped and fixed his companion with the full force of his glare this time. "And what if someone found him hu?" he asked dangerously, propping his hands on his hips "He isn't exactly going to stay quiet is he ? And he knows what we look like! Mark I can't believe you let an injured kid get away!"
Mark stopped and shook his head at his fellow worker. Damien sure new how to fuss when their was no need. "Calm down, even if he does get home to his wonderful family it won't matter…remember…." Mark nudged the man beside him.
Realization dawned on Damien's face as he smiled curly. "you know." Damien said thoughtfully. "I love, petty, power hungry women"
The two men laughed as thought Damien's comment was the funniest they had ever heard and continued their search for Quatre Rebarba Winner.
"So can we meet him yet Tro?" Dou asked as he tugged playfully on his taller friends arm. "Or are you going to keep him all to yourself"
"Maxwell will you leave him alone?" Snapped Wufei who was holding a huge pile of clothing.
The four of them, Trowa, Duo, Wufei and Heero had just visited the nearby shops and, using the circuses money, bought a whole bunch of clothes for Quatre.
"Ooh, but Fei, he's been here for a week and I haven't even seen a glimpse of him yet!!!" Duo said, looking over a Trowa. Trowa sighed and shrugged.
"He's still very out of it Duo." Trowa said, not admitting that he was nervous about the blonde meeting his friends, but Heero saw right through him.
"You think we'll scare him off." Heero stated, regarding his friend thoughtfully as he pulled Duo along by the hand, to prevent his lover from pausing at every shop window.
Trowa sighed again, busted.
"He's so shy…." he replied, then shook his head. "Alright, you can meet him, but promise me you won't be too in his face"
They all agreed readily of course.
Trowa had told them a lot about the blond, which was incredibly uncharacteristic of him, they knew all about what the blonde looked like, they knew he had amnesia and they new about the little habits he had that Trowa had picked up on.
Heero fought not to smile when he saw that Trowa had gotten that far of dreamy look in his eyes again, signifying he was thinking about said blonde…he had it soooo bad.
Quatre glared menacingly at the glass tap on the other side of the room…or as menacingly as he was capable of, which went more along the lines of this adorable little head tilt and squinting his eyes, but hey!
He was currently having a dilemma, he was thirsty, very very thirsty , and the tap was all the way over their and he couldn't actually walk in order to get over there, and even is he had been able to walk, he couldn't pick up the his glass to take it over there, he couldn't even curl his fingers over, due to an unreasonable amount of bandaging that had been wrapped around his fingers so they could heal.
So how did he eat with this problem you may ask, well, that's quite simple actually, Trowa feed him, Quatre blushed remembering that mornings breakfast. They had been eating toast, or in other words Trowa had cut Quatre's toast into long slices and then and feed it to him…lets just say that Trowa's fingers tasted good with strawberry jam…Quatre's blush deepened, it wasn't like he had licked the other boys fingers on purpose or anything…he hadn't really…how was he supposed to avoid it when that last little bit of toast just had to be in a hard to reach place hmmm?
Quatre shook his head and tried to focus on the matter at hand…he was thirsty. Making up his mind, he shifted himself into a sitting position…and hoped like hell Trowa didn't see him trying to walk…he'd get the lecture of a life time.
Quatre pushed himself up, wincing at the pain but doing a fairly good job at ignoring it, and the, the front door opened and scared the shit out of him. Quatre jumped realising a little two late that jumping wasn't the best idea, he cried out in pain and fell onto the floor.
"Quatre!" Trowa called out in alarm, at the sound of the blonde's yell. He ran into the room and found said blond on the floor. Quatre blushed guiltily as Trowa raised an eyebrow at him.
"Sorry?" the Arabian offered with a small smile.
Trowa just shook his head and lifted Quatre up, lying him back on the couch.
"Ummm Trowa?" Trowa looked at him expectantly "Could I have a drink please?"
Trowa smiled softly at Quatre before picking up the glass and walking into the kitchen.
"Oh man could you teach me how to make him follow orders like that!!!" and overly loud voice asked excitedly as wide violet eyes and a mischievous grin appeared from the other side of the couch. Quatre Squeaked in surprise, he hadn't even noticed that any one else had some in.
"Maxwell." snapped an unfamiliar voice from out of his view. "Don't frighten him you baka!" Quatre watched as two more boys came into view, they where far more….scary looking then the first one.
"Quatre, this is Heero, Wufei and Duo." said Trowa softly as bent down to help the blond drink, scowling at Duo for frightening Quatre. "h…hello." Quatre smiles shyly at them.
"Awwww Kawaii! Trowa he is soo cute!" Duo announced before hugging the blond, somehow managing not to hurt him at the same time.
Steadily the day went by and all five boys spent the whole day, in the caravan, talking and laughing.
"Please Please I'll tell you anything, just don't hurt me!" Damian grinned at the man on the floor, keeping his gun facing right at the guys head.
"Alright, here's the deal Doc, where looking for this kid." Mark said showing the man a picture of Quatre. "We know he's around here somewhere but we don't know where, and as you're the only Doc in town, we thought you might be able to help,"
The man stared up at him "w…why would I know anything about some kid." he stuttered looking away.
Mark looked over at Damian and the two of them grinned at each other. "I think he's lying to us Damian! The nerve." Mark stepped over a fallen chair and pulled the man up by the collar. "We think you know Doc, cuz we did quite a number on him, and like I said, you're the only doctor in town."
Mark smiled at him again, he could feel the man shaking in his grip.
"I..I don't know anything! I…I've…never seen that kid in my life!" He managed to get out.
"That's a shame." said Damian as he walked over, pressing the gun to the doctors head. "I guess we have no use for you then." he continued as he pulled off the safety.
"No! Wait." the man screamed, writhing in Marks grip. "I might have seen him! There was this woman, from the circus that came into town! S…she had this kid with her….! He might be the one your looking for"
Mark looked over to Damian. "What was her name Doc."
"I..I don't remember"
Damian shrugged and made to shoot him.
"No! it was Catherine! Catherine Bloom!" "Thanx Doc" said Mark as Damian shot the guy in the head. "Catherine Bloom hu? In a circus too, can't be too hard to find"
With that the two men walked out of the room.
EDOS: sooo what did you think? Hmmm I'll update soon!