Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Still Love You ❯ Still Love You ( Chapter 1 )

Still Love You

By glitterynile

A Thousand Years

By sting

A thousand years, a thousand more,

A thousand times a million doors to eternity

Quatre watch though his cracked door the dim hallway. Voices reaching his ears as the light spilled in over the edges. With interest he peeked though, his blue-green eyes widened at the sight.

I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs

To a tower of souls

Trowa was talking quietly to a woman, should length black hair danced with radiance as the light shown upon her head, creating red highlights. She spoke smooth and linguistically her simple message was delivered in a whisper as she nibbled his ear,

I want you

If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space

Whirling around quatre covered his mouth with his hand. He slowly slid to the floor, carefully he minded the door and did not let it shut.

Calming himself he ran a shaky hand thou his golden tuff of hair, relaying a simple message within his mind / he's not yours no need to be jealous /

I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

Moans sifted though the door, their intensity was not muffled. Quatre tried to blink back tears and bit his lower lip, holding in-between his teeth.

A small choking sound escaped, / he's not yours no need to be jealous / became his mantra as sighs of pleasure filled his ears before a smooth baritone broke though speaking the words he longed to hear himself,

"Lets take this to the bedroom"

A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty

Shuffling of feet moved though the hallway, remembering to breathe quatre shyly looked once more though the crack, this time his angle and view limited to his position on the floor

I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time

His gaze followed the retreating figures, he watch as articles of clothing fall to the floor in an artless manner. A door creaked open down the hall then a soft glow filled the dim hallway. Blinking back from the exposure quatre returned his wandering eyes to his dark room.

But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace

He bit his lip / he's not yours…/ tears streamed down his elegant features, running in small lines they trickled down his pale cheeks and dripped slowly onto silk pajama pants. Small pattering sounds were created has his silent sorrow increased with the sounds of hungry moans and the senseless sounds of carnal pleasure.

Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face

"unn…that's so good" a feminine voice raw with desire laced the air, polluting the air with sweet sounds of pleasure.

"O'god yes" a voice low with lust answered in response. Quatre shook his head,

/ no please stop / he couldn't pull away, he couldn't break the link he had created. Trying not to focus on the love making taking place down the hall, quatre slowly stood on shaky legs and stumbled. Leaning against the wall for support he peered though the small slit between the door and its frame.

I still love you
I still want you

Moans continue to litter the air, the frenzy taking place on the bed grabbed his focus. Tears ran silently as he opened his down just as silently. Placing one bare foot out of the darkness quatre slowly entered the hallway. Tracking his way in a unhurried manner as if he was destined to see all.

A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head

Using caution he approached the door, his aqua eyes shone wet and bright. Now with a extensive display of what sex was like up close quatre felt sickened.

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant

The raven hair girl laid divulged of all hindering garments out beneath the lean well toned body of Trowa. She moaned, her hands gripped tightly at trowas broad shoulders as he drove into her with feral passion.

Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands

His sweat slick body rocked with animalistic pleasure, primal desire ran deep. Quatres eyes locked to the back of trowa head,

/why?/

the petite blonde slowly crouched down, then came to rest in a sitting position. The woman threw her head back and a load moan rang forth from deep within her chest.

Trowas pace became savage and took on a need unlike anything quatre head every seen before, he groaned and a pant come gnawing from his lips.

Quatre brought his hands to his face and covered his eyes he knew what was to come next and could not stare at trowas beautiful face over come with pleasure.

The panting increased and waves of tension filled the night air, crisp with passion. Quatre began to rock himself, / he's not yours no need to be jealous / the promise and hope he held to himself broke and a wailing sob came crashing though his shields and defenses. Tears gushed from his blood-shot eyes, the smell of salt and sweat filled his nostrils.

/ he's not yours…/

Trowa let out a hitch breath and his head took a turbinate turn, his emerald green eyes black with pleasure watched the doorframe where quatre sat curled, his knees huddled to his chest his shaking body exhausted by tears. Blue eyes hidden by soft musician hands.

Shock finally came to pass on his pleasure fogged mind, but a greater force shook trowa as the body under him thrust back. Both participates cried out their release and collapsed on the bed.

Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands

Quatres soft cries and choked sobs filled the now empty room. Trowa withdrew himself from the girl and struggled to regain his balance. Grabbing his discarded pants his quickly pulled them on over long legs.

I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times

The raven hair girl blinked as the after effect of her climax left her. She sat up and covered herself with the sheet. Wondering what had taken her mate she looked toward the sounds that echoed in the room. Leaning against the doorframe sat a devastated blonde, the brown haired acrobat at his side trying to comfort him.

Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes

Crying hysterically quatre scampered away from trowa, tripping on hastily discarded clothes as he picked himself up and ran towards his room.

/ he's not yours no need to be jealous /

Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief

"Quatre? Kat?" Trowa called after him. Trowa turned back to find the raven hair girl beginning to dress, wandering in a lazy style she picked up her clothes from the hallway and finished dressing. Placing a quick kiss on trowas cheek she winked and headed toward the door.

She purred blowing him a kiss she left. Trowa watched her figure retreat.

/another one night stand/

I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief

"Little One?" Trowa knocked softly on the door. Receiving no response he leaned in, the sounds of sobbing muffed though the closed door.

I still love you
I still want you

Quatre shook on his comforter and wept for what could have been, tears sung his eyes and his cheeks burned with emotional trauma.

A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves

Trowa turned the handle, finding it unlocked he entered the dark room. Gently he glided to the figure huddled in the center of the bed, sitting on the edge trowa brought a strong hand up and rubbed quatres back in soothing circles. Hiccuping the sobs began to die down.

Like galaxies in my head

Continue the soothing motion on quatre back he waited till after he calmed down to speak.

"I'm sorry you saw that little one, it must have frightened you-I'll be more careful next time" quatre stiffened

/next time?/ salty tracks remained upon his pale face,

/he's not yours…/

On and on the mysteries unwind themselves

"Trowa do you love her?" a meek voice whisper asked. A small chuckle escaped the older youth.

"Love? No Kat, I didn't love her or the others that came before." He sighed, "man or women they only last the night, remember little one, never give up love, you only receive your chance once."

/I've lost mine/

trowa shut his eyes and patted the blondes back once more before standing and retreating.

Eternities still unsaid

Quatre let a slow smile spread over his lips

/he's will be mine…/

'Til you love me

the end or is it?

sooo what do ya think I may make this and 2 hitter to provide an ending ( me and my happy endings!) but I want reviews!