Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Last Unicorn ❯ Chapter 3
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By: Arigatomina 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 327 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 327 | Status: Completed
Author's Notes: inspired by the book/movie The Last Unicorn, deviating greatly from both.
Category: Yaoi, anime, Gundam Wing, AU
Warnings: shonen ai, possible humor, short part
Pairings: 3+4/4+3
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Complete Archive: www.geocities.com/arigatomina
The Last Unicorn
Part 3
Checking the pot he had heating over the fire, Trowa frowned as he looked at Quatre for the eighth time that morning. The small boy was still wrapped up in the blankets a couple of feet from the fire. At first, Trowa had worried, but when he knelt beside the boy and pulled the blanket back so he could see Quatre's face, he'd found that the boy was just sleeping. Not waking him, Trowa'd caught some fish in the river, cooking them over the fire. Fairly sure Quatre wouldn't eat meat, he'd eaten and stowed the leftovers for later. As the sun reached the top of the sky, Trowa sighed and went to kneel beside Quatre again.
Shaking the boy's shoulder lightly, he waited, smiling a bit when Quatre's face screwed up and he let out a mewl of protest. Looking highly irritated, he finally cracked open an eye, blinking at the brightness for a second before he groaned and jerked the cover over his head again. Laughing sharply, Trowa shook him again. "Hey, wake up. The day's half over." When the only response he got was another groan and a stubborn, 'no', he smirked and whipped the covers back.
Quatre's eyes snapped open and he glared at Trowa for a minute before yawning widely and looking around. Seeing that it was indeed late in the day, he looked back to Trowa, eyes wide in evident surprise. Rubbing his eyes, he slowly sat up, stretching his arms over his head, pausing to look at one of them before smiling sweetly at Trowa. "I'm awake."
With another quick laugh, Trowa went back to the fire, glancing over his shoulder at the boy. "Not a morning person, are you."
Blinking as he looked down and thought about it, Quatre finally shrugged. "I don't know. I think I am...I haven't gotten much sleep lately," he said finally. Stretching his legs, he slowly got to his feet and moved to join Trowa. "Usually I just wake up whenever I wake up."
"If you're really that tired, I guess it wouldn't hurt anything if you went back to sleep," Trowa said slowly, watching as Quatre smothered another yawn with the back of his hand. Licking his lips, the pale boy shook his head.
"No. Just let me get a drink and I'll be fine." Leaning a bit closer to Trowa, he looked into the pan, not getting too close to the fire. "What's that?" he asked, curiosity sounding in his voice as he breathed in deeply, smiling at the pleasant odor. "It smells nice."
Taking the pot carefully so as not to get burned, Trowa set it down on a rock he'd found, gesturing for Quatre to join him. "I know you haven't been around humans before, but have you been around other animals?"
Raising his eyebrows, Quatre tilted his head. "Of course. There are lots of animals in my forest. They just don't talk." Smiling sadly, Quatre shook his head. "They're not very smart."
"Do any of them eat meat?" Taking a deep breath, Trowa stilled himself on the chance that Quatre would react badly to what he was about to say. "I know the unicorns of legend were against the taking of a life, so I'll ask now. Is it going to bother you if I hunt animals? Humans eat meat, especially here where there isn't enough edible plants."
Staring at him, Quatre frowned for a minute, then his eyes widened. "You kill...animals? Which ones?"
"Does it matter?" Trowa asked, brows drawing together. "Well, generally any ones I can catch, so long as they're edible."
Eyes widening even more, Quatre swallowed hard. "If...if you caught a unicorn..."
"No!" Grabbing Quatre's shoulder, Trowa shook his head quickly. "Humans don't eat exotic animals, or intelligent ones. We eat..." Looking around the clearing, he pointed upward suddenly. "See that bird?" Following his direction, Quatre nodded. "That's a duck. They aren't smart at all. If I caught that, I'd cook it and eat it. And those," pointing to the water, Trowa caught Quatre's eyes. "Fish. We eat water creatures too, they're easier to catch." Looking at the boy, Trowa decided that he was going to give up eating deer, because there was no way he would tell the boy that they were animals he ate. They resembled an equine too closely.
"So..." Slowly recovering from his shock, Quatre forced himself to be reasonable. "You eat...dumb animals? But not all dumb animals. You said you eat the ones that are edible...you mean there are animals that you can't eat?"
Giving a relieved sigh, Trowa nodded. "There are many creatures that we couldn't eat, even if we wanted to. And there are so few plants that we can eat that we *have* to eat animals. If I could go without meat, I would. There simply aren't enough edible plants."
"Okay."
Blinking in surprise, Trowa looked over Quatre's face, eyes widening when he saw a small smile. "What about you? Aren't there plants *you* can't eat?"
Smile widening a bit, Quatre turned to look around him. "No. Any plants that might be harmful, or that might upset my stomach, are easily fixed." Looking back at Trowa, Quatre grinned. "Did you mean it when you said you'd stop killing animals if you had enough edible plants to eat?" At Trowa's wary nod, he laughed. "Well, I can find more than enough plants." Watching the green-eyed boy, Quatre waited to see if he would actually give up what was obviously the majority of what humans ate. Give it up just to make *him* happy.
"You can change plants?" Trowa asked, surprised at how little the thought of giving up meat bothered him. "Enough so that I could eat them and stay healthy?"
"Yes, but even if I couldn't, I'm sure I could find enough plants that you can eat without changing."
"Alright then."
Shaking his head slowly, Quatre blinked at him and smiled. "You'd do this for me..."
Taken back, Trowa quickly averted his eyes. "Sure. After all, it'll only be for a while. Until we can find your family." Feeling depressed at the thought, he decided he didn't want to think about that. Turning back to the pale boy, he looked down at the pan. "So, if you can eat plants, do you think you could drink this?"
Looking to the liquid emitting the nice smells, Quatre shrugged. "I don't know. It smells really nice, though, I'd like to try it."
"What if it were bad for you," Trowa said, "Would you get sick?"
Shaking his head again, Quatre smiled. "I don't think I could poison myself if I tried. If I ate something that my body didn't like..." Quatre blushed a bit, but didn't look away. "It wouldn't stay down."
Eyeing the blush, Trowa raised an eyebrow. "You sound like you've tried."
Giggling, Quatre nodded. "Yeah. Well, once I left my forest, I didn't recognize things anymore. So I had to experiment a bit before I found out how to change plants to ones I could eat. Now it's easier and I know that my stomach won't take anything it doesn't like." Looking at the liquid, Quatre's eyes shined. "What do you think? Can I try it?"
"If you're willing to take the chance of being sick first thing in the morning, go for it." Smirking, Trowa took the mug out of his sack and filled it before handing it to Quatre. "It's tea. I use some roots I know of and some other stuff to make it. It's drinkable for *me*..."
Accepting the mug, Quatre brought it to his lips, taking a small drink. Eyes wide, he stared at the pan of liquid for a second than quickly gave the mug back to Trowa.
"Quatre? Are you alright?" Seeing the boy's wide eyes, he looked at him anxiously. "Are you going to be sick?"
Blinking, the blonde boy looked at him in surprise. "Oh no," he said quickly before looking back at the liquid. "It was delicious."
Small smile twitching the corner of his lips, Trowa followed the boy's gaze. "Would you like some more?"
"Is there enough?" Quatre asked, his eagerness making the tall boy smile.
"Sure. I have plenty of the ingredients and can always find more. And as much water as there is, I can make as much as I want." His smile almost became a grin when Quatre's eyes lit up. Handing the mug back, he laughed when the boy drank the tea happily. "You really like that, don't you."
Nodding, Quatre finished the tea, handing the cup back. "It's so good. And it's warm. I don't think I've ever drank anything but water." Folding his legs beneath him, he watched as Trowa filled the mug again. "So, what are we going to do?"
Taking a drink before handing the mug back to Quatre, Trowa smirked. "I thought about taking you to see an acquaintance of mine, but as late as it is, I don't know how far we'd get before dark. I'm still not exactly sure where we are, but I know it'll take a while to get there. Especially through the woods."
"Do you know the direction?"
"Yes. And once we get within a reasonable distance, we'll be able to see where we need to go. I guess we could make some progress today. Then we could be there by tomorrow."
"Why walk?" Quatre asked, shaking his head and smiling when Trowa's green eyes widened abruptly. "I can always change and carry you. I am fast, aren't I?"
Nodding, the tall boy frowned. "Yes, but...I just don't feel right about making you carry me." The boy was so small as a human, he couldn't help but wonder if he was fully grown as a unicorn. Although he was big enough to carry him, Trowa wasn't sure if he was too young to be bearing a weight as far as they needed to go.
"Don't be silly," Quatre said, smiling. "I used to run all the time, nothing else to do. And I know from last night that my back's strong enough. Besides, I'll have to change anyway. These two legs aren't strong enough to carry me for more than an hour or two."
Realizing he was right, especially about his human form, Trowa sighed. "I guess you're right. We'll go in a little while. But I want you to promise you'll tell me if I get too heavy."
"I will," Quatre promised. "This'll be fun. It was nice not having to run alone. Besides, I like you riding me." Blinking in surprise when Trowa promptly turned red and started choking, Quatre leaned close. "Trowa? Are you okay?"
Nodding as he coughed. Trowa couldn't meet the boy's eyes. "Yeah," he said finally, voice forced. "I'm fine."
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TBC
Category: Yaoi, anime, Gundam Wing, AU
Warnings: shonen ai, possible humor, short part
Pairings: 3+4/4+3
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Complete Archive: www.geocities.com/arigatomina
The Last Unicorn
Part 3
Checking the pot he had heating over the fire, Trowa frowned as he looked at Quatre for the eighth time that morning. The small boy was still wrapped up in the blankets a couple of feet from the fire. At first, Trowa had worried, but when he knelt beside the boy and pulled the blanket back so he could see Quatre's face, he'd found that the boy was just sleeping. Not waking him, Trowa'd caught some fish in the river, cooking them over the fire. Fairly sure Quatre wouldn't eat meat, he'd eaten and stowed the leftovers for later. As the sun reached the top of the sky, Trowa sighed and went to kneel beside Quatre again.
Shaking the boy's shoulder lightly, he waited, smiling a bit when Quatre's face screwed up and he let out a mewl of protest. Looking highly irritated, he finally cracked open an eye, blinking at the brightness for a second before he groaned and jerked the cover over his head again. Laughing sharply, Trowa shook him again. "Hey, wake up. The day's half over." When the only response he got was another groan and a stubborn, 'no', he smirked and whipped the covers back.
Quatre's eyes snapped open and he glared at Trowa for a minute before yawning widely and looking around. Seeing that it was indeed late in the day, he looked back to Trowa, eyes wide in evident surprise. Rubbing his eyes, he slowly sat up, stretching his arms over his head, pausing to look at one of them before smiling sweetly at Trowa. "I'm awake."
With another quick laugh, Trowa went back to the fire, glancing over his shoulder at the boy. "Not a morning person, are you."
Blinking as he looked down and thought about it, Quatre finally shrugged. "I don't know. I think I am...I haven't gotten much sleep lately," he said finally. Stretching his legs, he slowly got to his feet and moved to join Trowa. "Usually I just wake up whenever I wake up."
"If you're really that tired, I guess it wouldn't hurt anything if you went back to sleep," Trowa said slowly, watching as Quatre smothered another yawn with the back of his hand. Licking his lips, the pale boy shook his head.
"No. Just let me get a drink and I'll be fine." Leaning a bit closer to Trowa, he looked into the pan, not getting too close to the fire. "What's that?" he asked, curiosity sounding in his voice as he breathed in deeply, smiling at the pleasant odor. "It smells nice."
Taking the pot carefully so as not to get burned, Trowa set it down on a rock he'd found, gesturing for Quatre to join him. "I know you haven't been around humans before, but have you been around other animals?"
Raising his eyebrows, Quatre tilted his head. "Of course. There are lots of animals in my forest. They just don't talk." Smiling sadly, Quatre shook his head. "They're not very smart."
"Do any of them eat meat?" Taking a deep breath, Trowa stilled himself on the chance that Quatre would react badly to what he was about to say. "I know the unicorns of legend were against the taking of a life, so I'll ask now. Is it going to bother you if I hunt animals? Humans eat meat, especially here where there isn't enough edible plants."
Staring at him, Quatre frowned for a minute, then his eyes widened. "You kill...animals? Which ones?"
"Does it matter?" Trowa asked, brows drawing together. "Well, generally any ones I can catch, so long as they're edible."
Eyes widening even more, Quatre swallowed hard. "If...if you caught a unicorn..."
"No!" Grabbing Quatre's shoulder, Trowa shook his head quickly. "Humans don't eat exotic animals, or intelligent ones. We eat..." Looking around the clearing, he pointed upward suddenly. "See that bird?" Following his direction, Quatre nodded. "That's a duck. They aren't smart at all. If I caught that, I'd cook it and eat it. And those," pointing to the water, Trowa caught Quatre's eyes. "Fish. We eat water creatures too, they're easier to catch." Looking at the boy, Trowa decided that he was going to give up eating deer, because there was no way he would tell the boy that they were animals he ate. They resembled an equine too closely.
"So..." Slowly recovering from his shock, Quatre forced himself to be reasonable. "You eat...dumb animals? But not all dumb animals. You said you eat the ones that are edible...you mean there are animals that you can't eat?"
Giving a relieved sigh, Trowa nodded. "There are many creatures that we couldn't eat, even if we wanted to. And there are so few plants that we can eat that we *have* to eat animals. If I could go without meat, I would. There simply aren't enough edible plants."
"Okay."
Blinking in surprise, Trowa looked over Quatre's face, eyes widening when he saw a small smile. "What about you? Aren't there plants *you* can't eat?"
Smile widening a bit, Quatre turned to look around him. "No. Any plants that might be harmful, or that might upset my stomach, are easily fixed." Looking back at Trowa, Quatre grinned. "Did you mean it when you said you'd stop killing animals if you had enough edible plants to eat?" At Trowa's wary nod, he laughed. "Well, I can find more than enough plants." Watching the green-eyed boy, Quatre waited to see if he would actually give up what was obviously the majority of what humans ate. Give it up just to make *him* happy.
"You can change plants?" Trowa asked, surprised at how little the thought of giving up meat bothered him. "Enough so that I could eat them and stay healthy?"
"Yes, but even if I couldn't, I'm sure I could find enough plants that you can eat without changing."
"Alright then."
Shaking his head slowly, Quatre blinked at him and smiled. "You'd do this for me..."
Taken back, Trowa quickly averted his eyes. "Sure. After all, it'll only be for a while. Until we can find your family." Feeling depressed at the thought, he decided he didn't want to think about that. Turning back to the pale boy, he looked down at the pan. "So, if you can eat plants, do you think you could drink this?"
Looking to the liquid emitting the nice smells, Quatre shrugged. "I don't know. It smells really nice, though, I'd like to try it."
"What if it were bad for you," Trowa said, "Would you get sick?"
Shaking his head again, Quatre smiled. "I don't think I could poison myself if I tried. If I ate something that my body didn't like..." Quatre blushed a bit, but didn't look away. "It wouldn't stay down."
Eyeing the blush, Trowa raised an eyebrow. "You sound like you've tried."
Giggling, Quatre nodded. "Yeah. Well, once I left my forest, I didn't recognize things anymore. So I had to experiment a bit before I found out how to change plants to ones I could eat. Now it's easier and I know that my stomach won't take anything it doesn't like." Looking at the liquid, Quatre's eyes shined. "What do you think? Can I try it?"
"If you're willing to take the chance of being sick first thing in the morning, go for it." Smirking, Trowa took the mug out of his sack and filled it before handing it to Quatre. "It's tea. I use some roots I know of and some other stuff to make it. It's drinkable for *me*..."
Accepting the mug, Quatre brought it to his lips, taking a small drink. Eyes wide, he stared at the pan of liquid for a second than quickly gave the mug back to Trowa.
"Quatre? Are you alright?" Seeing the boy's wide eyes, he looked at him anxiously. "Are you going to be sick?"
Blinking, the blonde boy looked at him in surprise. "Oh no," he said quickly before looking back at the liquid. "It was delicious."
Small smile twitching the corner of his lips, Trowa followed the boy's gaze. "Would you like some more?"
"Is there enough?" Quatre asked, his eagerness making the tall boy smile.
"Sure. I have plenty of the ingredients and can always find more. And as much water as there is, I can make as much as I want." His smile almost became a grin when Quatre's eyes lit up. Handing the mug back, he laughed when the boy drank the tea happily. "You really like that, don't you."
Nodding, Quatre finished the tea, handing the cup back. "It's so good. And it's warm. I don't think I've ever drank anything but water." Folding his legs beneath him, he watched as Trowa filled the mug again. "So, what are we going to do?"
Taking a drink before handing the mug back to Quatre, Trowa smirked. "I thought about taking you to see an acquaintance of mine, but as late as it is, I don't know how far we'd get before dark. I'm still not exactly sure where we are, but I know it'll take a while to get there. Especially through the woods."
"Do you know the direction?"
"Yes. And once we get within a reasonable distance, we'll be able to see where we need to go. I guess we could make some progress today. Then we could be there by tomorrow."
"Why walk?" Quatre asked, shaking his head and smiling when Trowa's green eyes widened abruptly. "I can always change and carry you. I am fast, aren't I?"
Nodding, the tall boy frowned. "Yes, but...I just don't feel right about making you carry me." The boy was so small as a human, he couldn't help but wonder if he was fully grown as a unicorn. Although he was big enough to carry him, Trowa wasn't sure if he was too young to be bearing a weight as far as they needed to go.
"Don't be silly," Quatre said, smiling. "I used to run all the time, nothing else to do. And I know from last night that my back's strong enough. Besides, I'll have to change anyway. These two legs aren't strong enough to carry me for more than an hour or two."
Realizing he was right, especially about his human form, Trowa sighed. "I guess you're right. We'll go in a little while. But I want you to promise you'll tell me if I get too heavy."
"I will," Quatre promised. "This'll be fun. It was nice not having to run alone. Besides, I like you riding me." Blinking in surprise when Trowa promptly turned red and started choking, Quatre leaned close. "Trowa? Are you okay?"
Nodding as he coughed. Trowa couldn't meet the boy's eyes. "Yeah," he said finally, voice forced. "I'm fine."
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TBC