Title: The Little Cinder Boy
Author: Angst Faerie
Rating: T
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing nor do I own Cinderella written by the Grimm brothers.
Notes: Trowa finally meets Quatre! To clear up confusion only Heero knows Q&D are male
Chapter 4: Love at first sight
Trowa had continued to watch the blonde as they walked in. Knowing Dorothy was fast approaching him and his father still watching him, he quickly made up his mind.
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He turned and walked off in the direction of the blonde only to lose them in the crowd, Trowa cursed and stalked off through the crowd to find her. That's when he noticed the braided girl that had walk in with the blonde was now in the corner of the room talking to Heero. Trowa smiled and headed over to them. He'd find the blonde in just a little bit after he saved his friend once again from another female.
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As he approached he noticed that the girl was rambling on about something and Heero was just staring at her, he didn't seem very interested in what she was saying. That made Trowa a little suspicious, if Heero ran away from Relena then why didn't he just turn away from this girl if she was annoying him.
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"Heero", Trowa said softly and the girl stopped talking. "Who is your friend?" he asked. Heero seemed to stiffen and look away from him. "Someone I just met your majesty." Heero practically growled.
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"Majesty!" the girl said. "Oh forgive my rudeness I didn't realize you were the prince." The brunette curtsied. "I was just thanking Sir Yuy here for helping me out a few days ago. He saved me in a way." Trowa just nodded at the girl, he never viewed Heero as the type to rescue damsels in distress. Remembering why he came over in the first place Trowa was just about to ask the girl about her blonde friend when someone yanked his arm and started to pull him away from her and Heero.
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Looking back Trowa saw obsidian eyes glaring down at him. Wufei! "Come here its important!" Looking back at Heero he apologized for his sudden need to leave. Wufei was practically dragging him to the ballroom entrance. Trowa soon saw why. "Do something." was all Wufei said before pushing Trowa forward.
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Ahead of him was the blonde he had been looking for earlier but what made his blood run cold was when he saw his Uncle Dekim holding his blondes arm. It looked like Dekim was trying to force the scared blonde outside. Knowing that if that was allowed to happen, the blonde would probably be never heard of again.
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Everyone Royal and noble here knew about Dekim's obsession and that was he liked to collect young beautiful children and keep them as his. Didn't matter what gender as long as they were beautiful. Rumor had it that it didn't usually take Dekim long before he broke his toy and was forced to find a new one. No one ever said anything about it or even try to stop it. They just stuck their noses up to it and pretended it never happened. The only people he heard complain was the Chang's since their views found it unfair and dishonorable. Wufei probably felt bad about the poor girl's fate but was powerless to stop it, but Trowa wasn't.
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Storming over to his Uncle Trowa could hear the blonde's soft cries of "please" and "let go". Trowa was so angry he was shaking, how dare Dekim do this at his party. When he reached his uncle he casually tapped his shoulder. Dekim looked at him and his eyes grew furious.
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Trowa smirked and reached out his hand grabbing the blonde's. "May I?" was all Trowa asked. Dekim just nodded letting go of the blonde and turned to walk away. Looking back at the blonde Trowa was mesmerized by aqua colored eyes giving a slight bow he said. "I am Prince Trowa and I was wondering if you would honor me with a dance?"
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Quatre was stunned looking up at his savior, he was extremely handsome. Not only that but didn't he just say he was the Prince. Quatre continued to be lead out to the middle of the floor as people moved to the side to make room for the couple. It was then Quatre looked away from Trowa. He noticed that a lot of people were gathering to watch the two of them dance. Duo was still nowhere to be seen and in the front of the room he saw whom he thought to be the king focusing entirely on him and the Prince.
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Quatre felt Trowa grip his chin with strong hands as he gently made Quatre look back at him. "Don't look away just yet." Trowa spoke softly. Blushing furiously Quatre nodded as he stared up in Trowa's face. He was gorgeous and had the most handsome eyes Quatre had ever seen. In the background he barely heard the orchestra as they began to play. Trowa held Quatre's right hand in his while he gently placed his left hand on the dip in Quatre's back.
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It had been awhile since Quatre had danced but he had a little sense as of what to do. Quatre moved his left hand to rest it on Trowa's shoulder as the older boy lead him into a waltz. It was captivating the way the prince moved with such elegance, Quatre just hoped he didn't mess up.
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The two didn't talk much as they continued to dance through the night they just enjoyed each other's company. Truthfully Quatre wasn't sure that even if you did come up with something to say to the Prince he would be able to without the feeling that his stomach was full of feathers. Even when they were doing the slow waltzes with not so many spins and turns it didn't seem to settle his stomach any.
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Trowa wasn't in much better condition. It was a known fact he really didn't talk much to anyone besides his close friend Heero, but he really thought he should say something to the blonde. Every time he tried though he'd stop himself in fear of saying something stupid and would just swallow around the lump in his throat.
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He was aware of his father's approving gaze on him, not only did he find someone to dance with but he refused to let anyone else dance with the blonde and kept her to himself. So of course his father would be ecstatic. Trowa was also aware of the other people eyes on him and some were even down right glaring at the blonde in him arms. The Baroness and her oldest daughter Dorothy were giving the worst glares in the crowd not only that Une had her face scrunched up as if trying to remember something.
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Trowa knew it was getting late but he didn't want to let go of the blonde. It was weird, he didn't even know her name but she stirred feelings in him like no one else ever had before. He never really knew much about love, his mother and father never talked about it and he couldn't really go to Heero about stuff like this but he was sure love was what he was feeling right now. He'd talk to Wufei later about the confusing emotions that one would never believe they would feel with a complete stranger.
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Quatre himself was a hopeless romantic he dreamed of finding someone and falling in love like his parents did. So he was less confused about his feelings then Trowa was but he was a little too shy to act on them, that and Trowa knew nothing about him and his social status. He wondered vaguely what the Prince would think if he found out he was dancing with just a common servant.
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After the next dance ended Trowa decided it was time to make his move pulling away from Quatre he grasped his hand and pulled him towards a side door leading out to one of the ballroom's balconies. He observed the blonde as she looked at the flowers and vines on the stone walls and smiled. As he looked back inside he noted a very angry Dorothy being pushed by her mother to approach them. As she made her way over Trowa grabbed the glass door to the balcony and firmly shut it hoping she'd take the hint and stay away from them.
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Trowa turned back to his blonde and laughed slightly at the confusion on her face. "I didn't want her to follow, she creeps me out." Trowa was surprised at himself for saying a whole sentence to the blonde. "Come sit." He said as he moved to the railing and sat on the edge of it. Quatre laughed a little too as he sat next to Trowa suddenly things didn't seem so tense. He waited for Trowa to continue.
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"It is weird I just meet you but it seems I don't wish to leave your company. Even without words I feel like I've known you all my life." Trowa started out shakily as he grasped Quatre's hand and held it in his own.
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"I think I know what you mean, I feel the same." Quatre said softly.
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"Then I hope you won't object." Trowa said more to himself then Quatre before taking Quatre's chin and one hand and making the blonde look into his face. "You know tonight was not only to celebrate my birthday but to also help me find a wife." Quatre stiffened.
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/Dun Dong/
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"I want to get to know you, I think I have fallen for you and I want to be your husband if you let me." Trowa continued his thumb brushing Quatre's cheek.
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/Dun Dong/
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"Please say yes, I promise we can wait a few more years before marrying if you need the time. I will try to make you so happy."
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/Dun Dong/
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Quatre couldn't think everything was going too fast. "I can't," he said standing up. "Your right you don't know me so you don't realize the mistake it'd be."
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/Dun Dong/
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Trowa stood up and grabbed Quatre's arm gently. "You said yourself you felt the same so how would this be a mistake?"
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/Dun Dong/
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"Believe me it would, there is something you don't know about me." Quatre said.
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/Dun Dong/
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That time Quatre heard the grand clock chime. "How do you know it will bother me?" Trowa asked.
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/Dun Dong/
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"Oh no the time," Quatre pulled away from Trowa and ran back into the ballroom he glanced at the clock on the wall, "Its midnight!" Colette's warning was still fresh in his mind he had to get home.
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/Dun Dong/
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"What's the matter?" Trowa said following him out in the hall, he grabbed for Quatre once again but wasn't expecting for the blonde to turn to face him. Trowa's hand slipped and landed on the blondes' chest, her flat chest that is.
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/Dun Dong/
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"I am sorry." was all the blonde had to say before running for the exit.
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/Dun Dong/
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'Is she a male! Is that what they meant by something I don't know?' Strangely Trowa realized he could care less if it was a male or female he just knew he had to stop them from leaving.
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/Dun Dong/
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Quatre was halfway down the steps leading to the outside when he heard Trowa ask him to stop.
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"At least tell me your name?" Trowa pleaded but all Quatre did was glance back at him for a second. It was then his foot missed a step, he caught himself before falling but his right slipper fell off. He would have gone back to get it but Trowa was too close, he would be caught in the process so he ran straight out the doors.
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/Dun Dong/
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Trowa picked up the slipper and continued after the blonde but by the time Trowa was outside he realized he had lost them. Sighing he looked at the slipper in his hand then around the garden before going back inside.
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Quatre didn't know where Duo was but he would be all right if he stayed out all night, Quatre wouldn't be he had to get home and pretend he never left or face Une. Quatre hide by a bush till Trowa went back inside before making to the road. He had no clue where Solo and the wagon was and didn't want to waste time trying to find them he'd just have to run back home. As he ran it finally started to sink in what had happened.
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Quatre was asked for his hand in marriage and by the prince none the less. He would have done anything to go back and time and say yes. Trowa was right Quatre wasn't sure if the prince would care about his social status, if he didn't then Quatre wouldn't have to go back to Une he would have been freed.
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Not once did Quatre think about him and the prince being both males. The thought never crossed his mind; he was after all a hopeless romantic and didn't think love discriminated. Stuff like gender never was a big deal in his eyes.
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It took some time but Quatre finally made it home, he took off the gown and hid it in the pantry in a box under more boxes. Une and her daughters would never lift anything in their life even if they believed Quatre was using it to hide stuff. Moving back over to the fire pit on the kitchen wall Quatre took some of the soot, rubbing it on his arms face and put it in his hair. 'There I look as dirty as I did before they left.' He thought with a smile.
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He heard the front door open and he quickly laid on his blanket and pretended to be asleep sure enough he heard the tall tale signs of Lady Une opening the door and seeing if he was there. Quatre began to get a little uncomfortable when she stood staring at him through the door longer then normally but shrugged it off as he heard her shut the door and leave.
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Meanwhile back at the castle the party to Trowa was pretty much over when the blonde left. He told his father he was going to his room and was allowed to with a quick promise to talk about it in the morning. It seemed the King was overly excited his son found someone and was happily getting drunk. Trowa wasn't as happy, he didn't know who the person he found was and that was a serious problem.
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Trowa gave up trying to find Heero a while ago. He had no clue where he had disappeared too. He tried to talk to Wufei but that kid had a complete different view of things. It might have been because in his country love and honoring the family conflicted quite a bit. So he chose his next best thing.
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"Sounds to me like you're in love and big time your highness." Hilde answered sitting in a chair in Trowa's room while he lay sprawled out on his bed.
"Really? Then what should I do." Woman and their knowledge in love, it made Trowa wonder why he even considered talking to Heero and Wufei in the first place.
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"Simple, you find them again and don't let them get away next time."
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"Easier said than done I mean I have no name and not even a clue if I am looking for a male or female and do you know how many people came here from different countries. It'd be a miracle if I can find someone that looks like them, yet alone tell if it's the same person."
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"Ah way ahead of you it seems you have forgotten about something. You have this." Hilde said as she tossed the slipper to him.
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"A shoe?" Trowa raised his eyebrow at the girl. "How does that help me, lots of people own shoes."
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"Not these shoes though look at the label it was custom made and that means they are one of a kind. Your angel will have the matching shoe and no one else will." Hilde said.
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"I have no clue where to start looking for the matching slipper."
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"Then I suggest start checking every house here in Lynette and work your way out. Cover the entire world if you have too but I'm telling you if you let this person get away you will never forget it."
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Trowa eyed the shoe once more then smiled. "Your right I will find my angel even if I have to travel all the kingdoms and knock on every door. Thank you Hilde." Trowa said as she bowed and left him alone. Trowa looked at the slipper again. "There is hope yet."
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Next Chapter I am not sure when I'll get it out my birthday is coming up and I'll be twenty. Whaa I'm so old now! (Now here I am 25 and revising this story wow)