Quiet Celebration 6
Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:10 am
AN: I truly expected this chapter to be longer, and potentially the last, but apparently it's not. I finished the last scene in it, and it just screamed at me to end it there. So I apologize if it's too short I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gundam wing
Quiet Celebration 6
Trowa sat alone, in the far corner of the hospital?s cafeteria, a cup of coffee steaming on the table in front of him. The impromptu meeting had broken up shortly after Sally had arrived, the young doctor needed to look in on some test results. With Heero getting some much needed rest there wasn?t much else to do but rehash the same arguments, something Trowa wasn?t about to do.
Although he hadn?t let it show at the time, Trowa had been blindsided by the fact that Relena didn?t know. He?d never considered the fact that Heero wouldn?t say anything to her about it. He found her anger hard to understand, Heero?s choice didn?t mean he loved Relena any less; in fact it just proved that Heero wanted to protect her more. Perhaps that was the problem, to much protection on Heero?s part.
It wasn?t for Trowa to judge; unfortunately it had been his job to deal with. Not that he could blame Heero for that either, his friend was far from in the best condition right now. Trowa caught the reflection of a friendly face in the smooth surface of his coffee and looked up to see Quatre.
?This wasn?t the sort of reunion I?d hoped for,? Quatre breathed lowering himself down on the opposite bench.
Trowa just shook his head, finally taking a drink of his coffee. ?Have you been in to see him?? he asked placing the cup aside.
The young business man nodded folding his hand before him, ?He was asleep,? Quatre nodded, ?He really doesn?t look good.?
?He still has a lot of strength,? Trowa assured leaning back in his chair.
There was a moment of comfortable silence between them; he and Quatre had always been able to understand each other with few words. ?Does it go both ways?? the blonde asked softly, wide eyes watching Trowa curiously.
?The proxy?? he clarified, ?No, Catherine?s took that role.?
?Confirms the family connection?? Quatre smiled.
?It?s enough for me, she keeps wanting to have the test done,? the former pilot took another drink from coffee.
Quatre studied him for a few minutes an amused expression on his face, ?You?re don?t want the finality??
?She?s as much a sister to me now, I don?t need a test for proof.? He smirked, ?Besides it?s become a sort of game for her.?
Quatre laughed at the thought, as Trowa?s eyes returned to the black surface of his coffee. ?Relena isn?t mad at you,? Quatre said reaching a hand across the table, so it was in Trowa?s line of sight. ?You know that right??
Trowa took a slow sip of his coffee before returning his gaze to Quatre, ?She shouldn?t be mad at Heero either.?
?Well I don?t know about that,? Quatre said cocking his head to the side as he leaned back in his chair. ?Any time would have been better than now for her to find out.?
The former pilot shrugged, ?It wouldn?t have occurred to me to tell her.?
Quatre smirked, ?You and Heero always did have a similar way of thinking.? The young business man glanced down at his watch, ?I?m expected at my hotel in twenty minutes.?
?How?s business?? it was a polite question, Trowa already knew that it was good, there were still colonies to be fixed and other to be rebuilt. Quatre took the projects very seriously, and it if weren?t for his sisters, Trowa was certain his friend would have worked himself to death by now.
His friend drew a breath, ?About to get complicated.?
Trowa nodded in understanding, ?If you need any help?? he left it open, even here in the relative privacy of the hospital Trowa was aware of what they were talking about. He?d seen it in Quatre?s eyes the moment they realized that Heero was giving them no other options.
?Appreciated,? the blonde smiled, ?I?ll let you know. I?m going to try and keep as few people involved as possible, make sure Relena and Heero don?t find out about it.?
?No problem,? Trowa assured already intending to remove the laptop from Heero?s room just as soon as he got back there. Though he didn?t really think Heero would look into this, the thought might occur to him, but where to begin looking? Trowa knew already that Quatre would hide the safety of his name under dummy corporations and bank lines that couldn?t be traced back to anyone.
Trowa finished the last of his coffee and slide to the edge of his seat, ?Good luck,? he offered as they both got up, accepting Quatre?s hand.
?I?ll work as fast as I can,? he assured, ?Call me if anything changes.?
Trowa?s head dipped in a brief nod before he made his way out of the cafeteria heading to the elevator that would return him to Heero?s floor.
***
Relena bit down on her lip as she stepped quietly into Heero?s room. For a moment she stood stalk still against the closed door just looking at the man she loved. His complexion looked ashen against the white hospital sheets, eyes slightly sunken lips dry and cracked. But the steady rhythm of the heart monitor, abated some of her fears, but did nothing for her anger.
Feeling the handle of the door move at the small of her back, Relena stepped away from the door to see who was coming in. Hurt and anger washed over her anew when she saw it was Trowa, but she fought the feelings swallowing them back behind a chilled sheet of icy calm.
He looked down at her for a moment a tiny smile ghosting across his features, before the awkwardness between them grew.
Relena didn?t know what to say, everything that came to mind felt like a childish attack, and she didn?t want to give into those impulses.
?I didn?t know,? Trowa said after a moment his voice bravely cutting through the silence. He pointed his head towards Heero?s sleeping form, ?I thought he told you.?
She folded her arms across her chest; thoughts of ?You should never assume!? and ?You could have told me!? flooded her head. Instead she just calmly said, ?I don?t know why he didn?t.?
?It?s no remark against you Relena,? he assured.
?I know,? she whispered looking up at the ceiling, before biting out, ?If anything is shows how much he loves me.? Try as she might Relena was unable to keep a note of sarcasm from her voice.
Trowa placed a hand on Relena?s shoulder, ?If it had been you, what would you have done??
?I would have made the right decision,? she said without hesitation.
They both knew what that decision was, and Trowa was shaking his head. ?And you would have had to live with the results.?
Relena?s eyes flickered to Heero, ?It would have worked out. He?d be recovering now not lying there strapped to those machines on dialysis.?
?And how would you have done this? Your authority doesn?t take effect unless he?s unable to make these decisions, that hasn?t happened.?
That stopped Relena; ?I?m sure Sally could have sedated him?? she trailed off seeing Trowa shaking his head.
?Sally knows it doesn?t work that way,? he pointed out gently.
?But she doesn?t agree with Heero?s decision either,? Relena was quick to point out.
?Neither is she eager to see you go under the knife.?
He had a response to everything, and it was seriously frustrating her, shoulders slumping in defeat Relena looked at Heero?s face, ?I wish he?d told me.? She quickly straightened looking Trowa directly in the eyes, ?I want to help him.?
?You are.?
?Well it?s not enough!? she returned adamantly, ?He feels so easily responsible for anything involving the war, like he was the one that started it.?
Trowa moved across the room picking up the laptop from the table before turning back to Relena. ?He?s not the only one,? with a brief nod Trowa left the room.
Sighing Relena moved around the bed and took a seat on the edge, resting Heero?s right hand in her lap. Twisting so she could see his face, Relena reached out a gentle hand to brush Heero?s limp bangs from his face. Her thumb stroked his forehead relieved to feel his temperature was normal. She leaned forward kissing the center of his forehead before settling back in the chair to wait for him to actually wake. What they?d talk about, she wasn?t so sure.
She prayed it wouldn?t come down to it, but if Heero?s condition worsened would both he and Trowa let him die on principal?
Thanks for reading!
Morganeth Taren'drel
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gundam wing
Quiet Celebration 6
Trowa sat alone, in the far corner of the hospital?s cafeteria, a cup of coffee steaming on the table in front of him. The impromptu meeting had broken up shortly after Sally had arrived, the young doctor needed to look in on some test results. With Heero getting some much needed rest there wasn?t much else to do but rehash the same arguments, something Trowa wasn?t about to do.
Although he hadn?t let it show at the time, Trowa had been blindsided by the fact that Relena didn?t know. He?d never considered the fact that Heero wouldn?t say anything to her about it. He found her anger hard to understand, Heero?s choice didn?t mean he loved Relena any less; in fact it just proved that Heero wanted to protect her more. Perhaps that was the problem, to much protection on Heero?s part.
It wasn?t for Trowa to judge; unfortunately it had been his job to deal with. Not that he could blame Heero for that either, his friend was far from in the best condition right now. Trowa caught the reflection of a friendly face in the smooth surface of his coffee and looked up to see Quatre.
?This wasn?t the sort of reunion I?d hoped for,? Quatre breathed lowering himself down on the opposite bench.
Trowa just shook his head, finally taking a drink of his coffee. ?Have you been in to see him?? he asked placing the cup aside.
The young business man nodded folding his hand before him, ?He was asleep,? Quatre nodded, ?He really doesn?t look good.?
?He still has a lot of strength,? Trowa assured leaning back in his chair.
There was a moment of comfortable silence between them; he and Quatre had always been able to understand each other with few words. ?Does it go both ways?? the blonde asked softly, wide eyes watching Trowa curiously.
?The proxy?? he clarified, ?No, Catherine?s took that role.?
?Confirms the family connection?? Quatre smiled.
?It?s enough for me, she keeps wanting to have the test done,? the former pilot took another drink from coffee.
Quatre studied him for a few minutes an amused expression on his face, ?You?re don?t want the finality??
?She?s as much a sister to me now, I don?t need a test for proof.? He smirked, ?Besides it?s become a sort of game for her.?
Quatre laughed at the thought, as Trowa?s eyes returned to the black surface of his coffee. ?Relena isn?t mad at you,? Quatre said reaching a hand across the table, so it was in Trowa?s line of sight. ?You know that right??
Trowa took a slow sip of his coffee before returning his gaze to Quatre, ?She shouldn?t be mad at Heero either.?
?Well I don?t know about that,? Quatre said cocking his head to the side as he leaned back in his chair. ?Any time would have been better than now for her to find out.?
The former pilot shrugged, ?It wouldn?t have occurred to me to tell her.?
Quatre smirked, ?You and Heero always did have a similar way of thinking.? The young business man glanced down at his watch, ?I?m expected at my hotel in twenty minutes.?
?How?s business?? it was a polite question, Trowa already knew that it was good, there were still colonies to be fixed and other to be rebuilt. Quatre took the projects very seriously, and it if weren?t for his sisters, Trowa was certain his friend would have worked himself to death by now.
His friend drew a breath, ?About to get complicated.?
Trowa nodded in understanding, ?If you need any help?? he left it open, even here in the relative privacy of the hospital Trowa was aware of what they were talking about. He?d seen it in Quatre?s eyes the moment they realized that Heero was giving them no other options.
?Appreciated,? the blonde smiled, ?I?ll let you know. I?m going to try and keep as few people involved as possible, make sure Relena and Heero don?t find out about it.?
?No problem,? Trowa assured already intending to remove the laptop from Heero?s room just as soon as he got back there. Though he didn?t really think Heero would look into this, the thought might occur to him, but where to begin looking? Trowa knew already that Quatre would hide the safety of his name under dummy corporations and bank lines that couldn?t be traced back to anyone.
Trowa finished the last of his coffee and slide to the edge of his seat, ?Good luck,? he offered as they both got up, accepting Quatre?s hand.
?I?ll work as fast as I can,? he assured, ?Call me if anything changes.?
Trowa?s head dipped in a brief nod before he made his way out of the cafeteria heading to the elevator that would return him to Heero?s floor.
***
Relena bit down on her lip as she stepped quietly into Heero?s room. For a moment she stood stalk still against the closed door just looking at the man she loved. His complexion looked ashen against the white hospital sheets, eyes slightly sunken lips dry and cracked. But the steady rhythm of the heart monitor, abated some of her fears, but did nothing for her anger.
Feeling the handle of the door move at the small of her back, Relena stepped away from the door to see who was coming in. Hurt and anger washed over her anew when she saw it was Trowa, but she fought the feelings swallowing them back behind a chilled sheet of icy calm.
He looked down at her for a moment a tiny smile ghosting across his features, before the awkwardness between them grew.
Relena didn?t know what to say, everything that came to mind felt like a childish attack, and she didn?t want to give into those impulses.
?I didn?t know,? Trowa said after a moment his voice bravely cutting through the silence. He pointed his head towards Heero?s sleeping form, ?I thought he told you.?
She folded her arms across her chest; thoughts of ?You should never assume!? and ?You could have told me!? flooded her head. Instead she just calmly said, ?I don?t know why he didn?t.?
?It?s no remark against you Relena,? he assured.
?I know,? she whispered looking up at the ceiling, before biting out, ?If anything is shows how much he loves me.? Try as she might Relena was unable to keep a note of sarcasm from her voice.
Trowa placed a hand on Relena?s shoulder, ?If it had been you, what would you have done??
?I would have made the right decision,? she said without hesitation.
They both knew what that decision was, and Trowa was shaking his head. ?And you would have had to live with the results.?
Relena?s eyes flickered to Heero, ?It would have worked out. He?d be recovering now not lying there strapped to those machines on dialysis.?
?And how would you have done this? Your authority doesn?t take effect unless he?s unable to make these decisions, that hasn?t happened.?
That stopped Relena; ?I?m sure Sally could have sedated him?? she trailed off seeing Trowa shaking his head.
?Sally knows it doesn?t work that way,? he pointed out gently.
?But she doesn?t agree with Heero?s decision either,? Relena was quick to point out.
?Neither is she eager to see you go under the knife.?
He had a response to everything, and it was seriously frustrating her, shoulders slumping in defeat Relena looked at Heero?s face, ?I wish he?d told me.? She quickly straightened looking Trowa directly in the eyes, ?I want to help him.?
?You are.?
?Well it?s not enough!? she returned adamantly, ?He feels so easily responsible for anything involving the war, like he was the one that started it.?
Trowa moved across the room picking up the laptop from the table before turning back to Relena. ?He?s not the only one,? with a brief nod Trowa left the room.
Sighing Relena moved around the bed and took a seat on the edge, resting Heero?s right hand in her lap. Twisting so she could see his face, Relena reached out a gentle hand to brush Heero?s limp bangs from his face. Her thumb stroked his forehead relieved to feel his temperature was normal. She leaned forward kissing the center of his forehead before settling back in the chair to wait for him to actually wake. What they?d talk about, she wasn?t so sure.
She prayed it wouldn?t come down to it, but if Heero?s condition worsened would both he and Trowa let him die on principal?
Thanks for reading!
Morganeth Taren'drel