Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Are The Ends Justified by The Means? ❯ chapter eight ( Chapter 8 )

Are The Ends Justified by the Means chapter eight:

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Quatre arrived outside the Daemons Domain ten minits later. He nodded to Dorothy, who was acting as the bouncer, before hedding into the club.

Relena, Hildie and Cathy were all there, getting the bar ready for the evening. Quatre waved to them, smiling weakly.

"Hey. Cathy, have you seen Trowa in the last ten minutes? Has he arroive yet?"

"Yep. He arrived here AGES ago Quatre. He's in the office out back with Heero." Relena answered, before going off in serch of her partner, Dorothy.

"Thanks" Quatre nodded once, walking over to the large ebony door at the back of the club; the door to Heero's office.

Knocking once, Quatre waited outside. A muffled voice telling him to enter came seconds later.

Quatre entered the large ebony and cobalt blue office/ bedroom silently, glancing around the room once. Black leather and cobalt blue and black satin covered EVERYTHING.

Quatre bowed slightly to Heero as he closed the door behind him. A large golden brown leapord was curled up on a large black satin floor cushion, beside Heero's desk.

The leapord streached lazely, stalking over to Quatre, rubbing himself and rapping himself against and around Quatre's legs.

Quatre bend down to stroak him, causing the large feline to purr loudly.

"Good afternoon Trowa. Feeling a bit better now? Not so sore as you were this morning?" Quatre smirked down at the large leapord.

Seconds later, a very naked Trowa was standing in the exact same place that the leapord had been seconds eairler. He leaned down, allowing Quatre to kiss him deeply, before going off in serch of his cloths-dark green low slung leather trousers and a long leather trenchcoat, which had somehow gotten behind the sofa.

Quatre, busy staring at the very nice sight of his naked lover, had forgottern that Heero was even there, until, that is, Heero coughed, catching Quatre's attention. Motioning for Quatre to sit on the sofa, Heero walked over. Trowa curled up in Quatre's lap, resting his head against Quatre's chest..

"Quatre, I assume that there is a reason why you sounded so worried eairler? Or did you just come here to play with your little were toy? Empaths! I will never understand them." Heero muttered.

"although the second sounds much more appealing, there is a rather serious and important reason as to why I contacted Trowa. Its Duo. You know, my friend, the new singer. The one you saved the other night."

"how did you-?!"

"that doesn't matter now Heero. He found someone in the park. He claims to have lost most of his memory. He had….a vast variety of wounds, and what looked like several sets of puncture marks on his neck and wrists, some looking to be recent, others….older. his name is Wufei. I don't think we can trust him. He….i tried to sense his emotions, to see what his motives were, but….he blocked me. He has a stronger mental block then even you Heero! And, he sensed me! I don't think he even realised what he was doing!

Duo said he was goin to….enrole Wufei in our school. I'm worried about him, Heero."

Heero frowned. "What school do you go to Quatre?"

"Oakdale high."

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end of chapter eight