Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Tears Of Blood ❯ Getting to Know You ( Chapter 1 )

Teardrops of Blood

Written by: Sakura Harusame

Summary: AU, Quatre PoV, yaoi, angst. Quatre Raberba Winner grew up in a world where he was unable to cry. You see, if he cries, it's not water… its blood. Surrounded by friends and family, he's been sheltered from the pains of the world. What happens when he discovers the greatest pain of all- love? Quatre's PoV (unless I put otherwise.)

Rating: R to NC-17, but more towards R for now…

Parings: 1+2, other TBA (I'll let you guess ^^ Maybe I'll tell next chapter)

Warnings: Slight violence and language

Disclaimer: I don't own GW, or the idea for this story. I got the idea from my friend, Dani Yuy at Fanfiction.net, who gave me the OK for it. Oh, and the guys later in the chapter, Sensui and Itsuki, are names I got from Yu Yu Hakusho. I was listening to the DVD when I wrote that part. ^^

A/N: Okay, this fic is totally separate from my other two fics. But that shouldn't stop you from reading it, or the other two for that matter. I promise, it's happier then it sounds.

~*Chapter 1: Getting to Know You *~

(Quatre PoV)

Hello, my name is Quatre Raberba Winner. I'm seventeen years old and as short as most of the kids in the Jr. High. I'm only about 5'3" with no hope of growing another inch… *sigh* I hate it, I'm so scrawny. I weigh 135 lbs. for Allah's sake! I'm nearly a foot shorter then Trowa…

Speaking of Trowa, I bet you'd like to know about him. He's 6'2", 189 lbs., eighteen years old and one of my closest friends. I don't get how that boy does it! Between him and his brother… Oh, his brother! Well, half-brother, actually. That's Heero. He's pretty nice, most of the time. And by most of the time, I mean when he's with his boyfriend…

Yep, that's right, I said boyfriend. That would be my best friend, other then Trowa that is, Duo Maxwell. He's absolutely crazy, but in a good way. He keeps everything happy, which I need.

Then there Wufei, or as Duo calls him `Fei-chan'. I swear that boy has a death wish… Wufei threatens to kill him every time, but never does. I think he likes him. Mr. I'm-too-busy-studying-to-date-or-even-have-fun (another one of Duo's nicknames) has a crush, though he'd never admit it. Duo's got Heero, and vise-versa. It makes me feel so sorry for Wufei…

Well, I guess I should tell you more about myself before telling you about all my friends. Remember me saying Duo keeps things happy, which I need? Well, I need things happy because of my… disorder. See, when I was born, there was something wrong with my eyes. The doctors swore I would be blind but somehow I managed to fix myself. Only the price to pay was quite a lot. In return for my body fixing my eyesight, it gave me `broken' tear-ducts. I'm not allowed to cry now. No, not because I can't. It's because if I do, it could kill me.

My tears are blood, not water like everyone else's. And I have a hard time stopping once I start crying. It makes life hard for me. I can't get too upset, so my sisters (all 29 of them, Father had quite a few mistresses) sheltered me for most of my youth. Then as I got older, I made friends who, once they found out, tried their damnedest to protect me as well.

It's a little annoying. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love my friends. It's just, they fawn over me like I'm a child. I'm almost an adult! Oh Allah… I'm just happy you're here to listen. I feel kind of stupid though, writing in a journal at the age of seventeen…

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(Normal PoV)

Quatre was sitting in the courtyard of his school. He sighed, a happy sigh, as he shut his journal. He had gotten it from Catherine, Trowa and Heero's older sister, for his 16th birthday. He had never had a reason for writing in it until now. He had secrets to keep, ones that he need to at least write down.

"Hey there Blondie, what you writtin'?" A young man, who looked to be closer to the age of 25 then 17, stood infront of Quatre. He was wearing a blue jacket with a rose on the right shoulder- the symbol of Treize's gang.

"Nothing." Quatre went for his backpack, but another guy in the same jacket grabbed his hand.

"I don't think Treize will like that. We know you, Winner. You're one of Chang's friends." The boy holding Quatre's wrist smirked. "And Treize doesn't like people who associate with that Chinese slut."

"Leave Wufei alone!" Quatre pulled his wrist from the boy's grip.

The two boys laughed. "Well, it looks like we need to make an example of him Sensui."

"It looks like we do Itsuki. Looks like we do." The boy that was holding Quatre's wrist earlier, Sensui, grinned and cracked his knuckles.

Itsuki leaned forward and grabbed the front of Quatre's shirt. Hauling him out of his chair, Itsuki punched Quatre in the stomach before dropping him. Before Quatre could even attempt to defend himself, the two boys began to hit him relentlessly. He could see his vision blur and he felt dizzy. Then, all he could see was red.

"Hey! What the Hell do ya think your doin'?!" Quatre could tell it was Duo; the boy had the worst English out of all of them and he was the only one who grew up using it.

A few sickening crunches later, Sensui and Itsuki took off. Someone picked Quatre up, he wasn't sure who but he hoped it was Trowa.

"We should get him to the hospital, he seems to have a concussion and maybe a broken arm. He's crying too." Quatre knew who that was, Heero's voice was easy to recognize.

"Let's go." The person holding Quatre, now recognized as Trowa as he had hoped, took off running. Soon after, Quatre lost consciousness as Wufei called out to him, telling him to stay awake.

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(Quatre's PoV)

I slowly opened my eyes, only to see nothing but white. I heard distant cries of my name, amongst other things, but the all I could really hear was the `beep-beep' of the heart monitor near me.

`Oh Allah, not again…' I blinked hard to get my eyes to refocus.

"Quat, you're awake!" Duo nearly launched himself at me, causing me to flinch instinctively, but was held back by Heero.

"Welcome back to the World of the Living, Little one." Trowa was sitting on the end of the hospital bed, holding my hand reassuringly. Allah, he's holding my hand! I could feel a blush creep up my cheeks before I could stop it.

"W-what happened?" I asked cautiously. I honestly didn't remember what happened, but I could actually feel the blood on my face and in my hair without putting my hand in it.

"You got in a fight, surprisingly enough. Those guys were getting the best of you until we showed up." Wufei said warmly from his seat on the other side of the room. "You were in a lot of pain, no wonder you cried."

I flinched at the word `cried'. Allah, I hate to cry. It hurts both emotionally and physically. "Did they take anything?"

"We're not sure. You'd have to look." said Heero as he grabbed my backpack. He brought it over to the bed and handed it to Trowa.

Trowa looked into it for me. Oh, I pray he doesn't see my diary. Oops, I mean journal. Boys don't have diaries. He pulls out everything, except my journal. "Is this everything?"

I coughed. I've had weak lungs all my life- another bad thing about not crying. "No, my journal's missing."

"Did you write anything too important in it?" Wufei asked, a little concerned.

"Yes, it's a journal, Wufei." I sent the couple in the corner, AKA Duo and Heero, a pleading look. 'Go get it, please!' I mouthed, making sure Trowa had looked away by then.

"Last question, do you know who did this?" Duo eyes flashed a violet color, informing everyone in the room without words that he was pissed. He hated the way some of the guys at school treated me, especially those in Treize's gang.

"T-Treize's gang. He sent Itsuki and Sensui after me. I think it was suppose to be a message to you, Wufei." I looked away from the four of them, unable to look them in the eyes. We all knew Treize and Wufei hated each other. So we, in turn, got some of the heat off of it.

I felt someone's hand pushing my chin up. It was Trowa. "No need to be ashamed, Little one. Those two are ruthless, they don't fight fair."

The blush I had just managed to fight back returned with a vengence. Trowa was touching me! I felt like he was going to kiss me... And he would too, if this was one of my oh-so-amazingly-real dreams. But it wasn't so he didn't…

"Quat, you okay? Your turning a little red..." Duo said, and then stifled his laughter, as if it was a private joke between the two of us. It kind of was. He knew I liked Trowa, he confronted me about it one day after noticing me staring at him... but that's another story, one for different time.

"I-I'm fine Duo." I glared at him, using Heero's 'death glare' only not to achieve the effect I wanted. It only served to make Heero laugh as well.

"Are you sure Quatre?" Did I ever mention how oblivious Trowa can be? He really can be stupid at times. He even missed Wufei's snicker when he placed the back of his hand on my forehead.

"Yes Trowa, I'm fine." I don't think I could have turned more red... Oh wait, of course I could have, Trowa didn't kiss me.

"Well, you don't feel warm..." Trowa muttered thoughtfully.

Duo looked as if he was going to pass out. His face was turning blue from lack of oxygen and he was lying on the floor. I glared at him again, though this time Trowa caught it.

"What?" He knew he was missing out on something, but wasn't sure what. Did I ever mention he's oblivious to everything at times? Well, not exactly, but you know what I mean.

"Nothing, Duo's just being an idiot, as usual." I stated, still glaring at Duo.

"QQQQQQQUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTRRRRRRREEEEEE!!!" An all too familiar shriek called. I couldn't stop the groan that came out of my mouth. Allah I hate that girl...

Even the others had to groan at the sound of *her* voice. She's been chasing me for I think it's been four years now.

"Wanna make a break for it Quat?" Duo knew exactly what I was thinking. Sometimes I swear that boy is psychic.

"I know I'm going to regret saying this later, but no. I need to stay here..." Later was a few seconds after I said that.

"QUATRE!" Dorothy swung open the door, nearly hitting Heero and Duo, ran in, tripping over Wufei's foot in the process, and landed on Trowa.

I growled. I actually growled at her. "Hello Dorothy..."

When Dorothy realized that she was in Trowa's lap and not mine, she jumped up and glomped me. It's like she's one of those fangirls you hear about all the time!

"Quatre! Oh Quatre, I'm so happy you're alright!" The grip she had around by throat was making sure I could barely breathe.

"Dorothy! Can't-breathe!" I coughed out.

She let go and sat back on the bed, between me and Trowa much to my dismay. "Oh my God, are you alright? I found out from Catherine you were here."

I glanced at Trowa who sent me an apologetic look. "He's fine, Dorothy. But he does need rest, so he's asked us all to leave. Come on." He grabbed Dorothy's arm and proceeded to drag her from the room.

"Dorothy! You idiot! Where are you?" Another all too familiar voice cried.

"I think she's in there, the nurse said that was Quatre's room..." Yet another familiar voice responded.

"Oh God... Why did *they* have to come too!" Heero groaned, he hated those two. It was Hilde and Relena. Relena is Dorothy's fraternal twin sister and Hilde is Relena's best friend. And not to mention Duo's ex…

"My sister worries about Quatre too, as does Hilde." Dorothy said, as she was drug from the room by Trowa.

"Stay out here, I'm going to drag everyone else out of here." I heard Trowa say as he walked back in. "Come on you guys, Quatre needs some rest."

"Or in other words, you need interference for Relena and Hilde..." Duo said with a sigh. "Am I allowed to scar Relena for life?"

"No Duo, you can't make out infront of them... again." Wufei said, his voice tight with... well, I'm not sure about that. He seemed upset at the thought of Duo and Heero doing anything even couple related.

"Aw! You spoil all my fun Wu-man..." Duo pouted. Here it comes...

"Alright, if Heero wants to, I guess its alright..." Wufei said with a sigh. Nobody can get away with something like that except Duo. I know Wufei likes him, I'm not that stupid. But obviously, Duo is.

"Yay!" Duo grabbed Heero, and was halfway to the door before he stopped and turned to Wufei. "Hey 'Fei-'Fei, wanna join in?" His voice was suggestive, as usual when he joked with Wufei.

"Only in your dreams Maxwell, only in your dreams." Wufei said, shaking his head.

Duo walked over and whispered something inaudible in Wufei's ear. Thus, resulting in Wufei sputtering like an idiot and turning a bright shade of red. I swear, if Duo wasn't with Heero he'd have jumped Wufei already.

"Okay, if you really don't want to..." Duo grabbed Heero's hand again and walked out the door, shutting it behind them.

Trowa walked back over to the bed, and sat down where Dorothy had been sitting. Wufei stood there for a few seconds, as if attempting to process what had gone on, before sitting in the chair next to the bed.

"So, what did Duo have to say?" I couldn't stop myself, I wanted to know.

"N-nothing..." Wufei muttered, refusing to look up. Oh no, your not getting off that easy 'Fei.

"Then why were you sputtering like an idiot?" Trowa asked before I had the chance. It only served to cause Wufei to blush deeper.

"You really should talk to Duo and Heero. I know you like Duo, and I'm pretty sure you like Heero as well."

Wufei looked up at me like I had just smacked him. "Is it really that obvious?" His voice was barely a whisper.

"Only to me. Heero and Duo have no clue, and I doubt Trowa did until just now." I looked over to Trowa. He nodded, confirming my suspicions.

"I guess I'm as oblivious to things as Duo says." Trowa said with a small laugh. Duo? Making comments about him being oblivious? Oh Allah, this isn't good...

"Well, I need to go." Wufei said, looking up from his watch. "Bye Quatre, see you tomorrow." He walked out, closing the door behind him.

I'm alone in a room with Trowa. Oh no... "You leaving too?"

"As soon as you fall asleep. Unless you want me to go ahead and go." No! Don't leave me! You know I hate being alone!

"No, you can stay." I slid my hand into his without even realizing it, and then feel asleep as Trowa rubbed circles into the back of my hand with his thumb.