Warnings: Eh, I don't own the G Boys... *whimpers* This is my first fic about Quatre/Trowa. ^___^ *laughs happily and shows a peace sign* This is a short fic, but that's ok right? I can always type up more.
This fic is called... *drum roll* A Teacup Carnival... Hai... very lame... *shrugs* Oh well...
Oh and don't forget to try and e-mail me at DeslyDuo@hotmail.com because I can't write more if I don't have any inspiration ne? Nobody, please, don't go and sue me because I have no moolah so there. Enjoy!
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Trowa wandered around in his clown outfit, waiting for his time to come out and perform for the crowd that had gathered out there today. Then he heard a whistle from the main ring presenting the main event. That was for him and Catherine, their time to perform.
He exited the shelter of the side tent and immediately entered the main ring doing his triple jumps and twists into the center ring. He bowed and the people applauded wildly while kids giggled at the antics he was displaying. Then he moved himself to a place against a little wooden wall while Catherine threw sharp knives around his body with a blindfold on. Children ooohh and ahhed at Catherine's throwing; yet Trowa escaped, unhurt, once again. They bowed together with the rest of the circus crew after the performance at a whistling crowd.
He dressed back to his normal attire and went back into the big tent after the performance. He knew that many people came to see the circus and threw things out for them like flowers or chocolates. While picking up flowers and stuffed animals the crowd threw to the performers during the show, he stopped at a pretty bouquet of elegant roses with a nametag addressed to him.
‘That’s strange’ Trowa thought. He paused and opened the little card with elegant handwriting, it reads: To Trowa, your performance was awesome. I will meet you at the small park behind your tent at 5:30pm. See you then. Q.R.W
'Hmm... Quatre? I didn't know he was here at the circus performance. Well, I didn't know he was here in the colony either.' thought Trowa as he felt his heart palpitate faster. 'My heart... it's beating faster. Am I excited to see him again' he wondered? 'I might as well go. I haven't seen him for a while...'
At 5:15pm, Trowa took the long walking route to the park, pondering about himself... and Quatre. 'Do I have any affections for Quatre?' he questioned himself. 'No, of course, a soldier stays focused and does not love. A soldier fights his enemies and never does that. But I... I... I didn't realize how much I missed him, until that note from the flowers...'
He flashed back to when he was talking to Heero. Heero replied, "I said it before and I’m going to say it again, the only way to live a good life is to act upon your emotions." ‘I'm supposed to be acting upon my emotions... mmm... wish me luck Heero, wish me lots of luck on 'this' mission.’
He smiled very faintly and walked faster towards the park. He arrived at 5:30pm precisely. He saw Quatre standing by a nearby bench, waiting, as if he had been there the whole time, knowing he would come.
Quatre turned his head and ran over to him. "Trowa! I went to the circus today and then I saw YOU at the circus! I didn't know you were a clown." he grinned.
A faint blush came and went on Trowa's face. "Well, ahem, I go undercover as a clown so I won't be discovered that I am a gundam pilot. Also, my acrobatic abilities are useful." he shrugged.
"Yeah, I can tell!" chirped Quatre, smiling.
"So, why'd you tell me to come here?" inquired Trowa.
"Well..." mumbled Quatre and turned his head to the side.
"Well?"
"I want to get something off my back that has been bothering me for a while.... for quite a while," Quatre glanced nervously at him briefly, and continued. "This isn't very easy to say though... I was kind of hoping you could help me deal with it. I’ll just tell you. I think I fell in love with someone I shouldn't be loving, but I'm not so sure what other people will think."
'He loves someone? My chance... how could I tell him now? I've been so stupid! He loves someone else! I'll kill that person whom he loves!' thought Trowa frantically.
"You think you fell in love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with?" asked Trowa. He barely managed a very straight face, blinking furiously.
"Yeah... silly isn't it?" Quatre managed a shy smile.
“Um, may I ask who this person is?” Trowa inquired. He was ready to pound the stuffing out of the name of the person Quatre was going to present.
“Well, for one thing, you know this person exceptionally well,” Quatre stated, with a small smile.
‘I know this person? Very well? I don’t know anyone very well except me, but I barely know myself..... waaaaiit a minute, ME?!' Trowa's eyes widened. He looked over at Quatre who was staring back at him. 'It's now or never, I'll have to take the chance,' he thought.
"Would that person you love be a male or female?" Trowa asked.
Quatre stiffened up and then shrugged. "Male," he replied.
"Would this person would be associated with the gundams?"
Quatre's cheeks slowly burned to a blush. "Yyeess," he replied.
"Would the person happen to be... me?"
Quatre's eyes glazed over in shock and blushed madly. ".........yy........ee.........ss........." he managed.
Trowa stood in front of Quatre, stunned, stunned at his boldness and Quatre's response.
Quatre looked up in tears, 'He doesn't like me, I knew it! Bad idea Winner!' He turned to leave and join up with the Maganacs, but he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see a pair of green eyes looking into his blue eyes. He stuttered and looked at Trowa in shock.
Trowa's eyes soften and embraced him in a gentle hug. Quatre hugged back, embracing Trowa's warmth and snuggled up onto Trowa. A small smile flashed across Trowa's face and lead Quatre back to the circus trailor where he was staying at.
Trowa let Quatre dash up the small flight of stairs leading into the trailor and followed him. He closed the door and smirked to himself. 'Ok, now... let the performance begin...' he thought.
Next thing heard was Quatre "EEEP!" ing and the ripping of clothes. Then next thing heard is a THUD! onto the bed in the trailor and strange sounds of some kind of activity being engaged.....
Wufei: *appears out of nowhere* *sarcastically* Baka onna! You WEAK HENTAI people!
Desly: *appears and grabs Wufei by the shirt* What the hell are you doing in my special Quatre/Trowa fic!?!!
Wufei: *growling* LET GO OF ME ONNA!
Desly: *mad* My name is NOT ONNA BAKA! *throws Wufei into a room full of chibi Treizes*
Wufei: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! *runs crazily around the room, sword poised in hand*
Chibi Treizes: OOOOOOOhhh!!!!! KAWAII!!!! *jumps Wufei*
Wufei: I will get my justice against you Deeeesssssslllllyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!! *drowns under a pile of Chibi Treizes*
Desly: *clears throat* As I was saying before.....
Strange sounds of an activity was being held in Trowa's trailor... *sarcastically* Geez, I wonder? *psychaotic laugh*
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~Owari~
My first Quatre/Trowa fic! ^_^0 It kinda stunk, but I finished it! Yay!
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