Author: Merula
Pairings: 3x4
Rating: PG
Warnings: Yaoi
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine.
Note: This is part of the 'itune meme': "Choose a number between 1 and 815. Comment with that number and a fandom (one I am familiar with- ask if you aren't sure), and I will write a ficlet (I'd say drabble but I might not stick to 100 words thing) based on the corresponding song in my iTunes."
112 (request by dentelle_noir) - Total Eclipse of the Heart- Tori Amos version
Drabble 68
The streets were a mess, traffic was nearly at a standstill, the sidewalks were packed, and the rain wasn't making anything better. So much for a fun holiday weekend. Trowa leaned his head back against the seat and tuned out the taxi driver's stream of complaints. Maybe he should have taken Quatre up on his offer- had one of his company's drivers meet him at the airport- hell, maybe he should've taken the offer of the private shuttle.
He had, last time he was here, but the whole thing had made him so damn uncomfortable. He was a mercenary, an acrobat, a man with only a borrowed name, an infiltrator, a clown, a soldier, a Preventor- and Quatre's lover. Somehow that last thing never seemed to go with all the rest- except when he was with Quatre. Then those things seemed unimportant...
Was he making the right decision?
Had the cab moved at all? Trowa tossed a handful of cash on the seat, double what the meter read, grabbed his small bag and left the taxi. Tugging his hood over his head, he set off down the crowded sidewalk. At least now he was making some progress, but he was still streets away. Quatre would be worried at his lateness as it was.
He tugged his phone from his pocket and sent a quick text. Be there soon.Looking up from his phone at the sea of people around him, he wondered if 'soon' was a bad estimate. How easy would it be to slip into the crowd and vanish? In this crush, with all the people on the main colony of L4, at the moment it would be a cinch to disappear... but if he did- what would Quatre do?
"Trowa?" A familiar voice said and he turned to find Quatre, standing beside a car, oblivious to the rain. "Thought that was you. Get in. I thought you were getting a cab?"
"I did- but the traffic-"
"It's terrible, I know." Quatre followed him into the car, giving quick instructions to the driver and then rolling up the privacy shield. "I'm glad we saw you- I was worried about you getting stuck in this mess." Before Trowa could reply, Quatre slid closer and gave him a warm kiss. "I'm glad to see you. I was a little afraid that you might decide not to show."
"I thought about it," Trowa admitted and tugged Quatre closer. "I'm a little scared. It's a big step after all." Though sitting here, with Quatre beside him, it was hard to remember why he'd been doubting...
"I know. If you want to reconsider-"
"No. I want this."
He felt Quatre smile against his cheek. "Good, because the paperwork is complete and the justice of the peace is expecting us in an hour."
Trowa laughed out loud. "You weren't planning on letting me back out."
"Hell no."
OWARI
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