Gundam Wing: Trowa Barton/Quatre Winner, Seven Deadly Sins, Pride
Title: Saligiare 1/7
Author: Misanagi
Theme: Seven Deadly Sins - Pride
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: 3x4
Warnings: Angst.
Summary: About decisions, right and wrong, and the path they build.
Thanks a lot to Anne for the beta.
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Superbia
"So this is where you came to hide." I put my drink on the piano and lean over it, looking at him.
His fingers never falter, he keeps playing as if nothing happened, but his eyes - they are as open as they've always been - and he's startled. He gives me a smile that isn't completely sincere. "I never hid from you, Trowa."
I shrug and take off my jacket, putting it on a chair nearby. The bar is warm and full of smoke, the band - or what's left of it since only Quatre and the drummer remain - is playing a soft tune as it's late and only a few clients remain. "You hid from everyone." Three months ago Quatre resigned from WEI and all but vanished… to this place, a small bar in New York City.
"Heero found me that same week. Duo came to visit the following one. Wufei sent a postcard that month and Rashid contacted me to know if I was okay." His fingers start moving faster. The drummer shoots Quatre a look but increases the tempo anyway. "I was pretty easy to find, if you've wanted to."
That hurts. I down the rest of my drink in one gulp and Quatre returns his eyes to the piano. I know he doesn't need to look at the keys. "You left. I assumed you didn't want to be found."
He looks up again, his chin up. "You said you needed time."
I wish my cup wasn't empty. "Is that why you left?"
Shaking his head, he lets out a snort. "You are very important to me, Trowa, but you are not the reason for everything I do." His voice is smug. "I left because I needed to leave, not because you rejected me."
"I asked for time, Quatre. There's a difference."
Quatre nods and lowers his eyes again. "Did you have enough?"
"More than enough."
The melody slows down again, the drummer easily adapting to Quatre's moods. "Then why didn't you come before?"
"I thought you left me." But, that is only half true.
Duo said it was pride. Quatre didn't go back to his life and company like I wanted him to. He didn't take his place in society like I thought he should. No, he defied all that he was supposed to be and lost himself in the crowded streets of New York, where he wouldn't have to play the heir. I knew then that I didn't need time, but still I didn't go to him. Pride, Duo said. Too proud to admit that I made a mistake, that I misjudged him or that I was afraid to say yes.
Quatre laughs, but it is a sorrowful sound. "I was too proud to stay and beg you for affection."
I swallow, hard, and say, "I'm not."
Author: Misanagi
Theme: Seven Deadly Sins - Pride
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: 3x4
Warnings: Angst.
Summary: About decisions, right and wrong, and the path they build.
Thanks a lot to Anne for the beta.
______
Superbia
"So this is where you came to hide." I put my drink on the piano and lean over it, looking at him.
His fingers never falter, he keeps playing as if nothing happened, but his eyes - they are as open as they've always been - and he's startled. He gives me a smile that isn't completely sincere. "I never hid from you, Trowa."
I shrug and take off my jacket, putting it on a chair nearby. The bar is warm and full of smoke, the band - or what's left of it since only Quatre and the drummer remain - is playing a soft tune as it's late and only a few clients remain. "You hid from everyone." Three months ago Quatre resigned from WEI and all but vanished… to this place, a small bar in New York City.
"Heero found me that same week. Duo came to visit the following one. Wufei sent a postcard that month and Rashid contacted me to know if I was okay." His fingers start moving faster. The drummer shoots Quatre a look but increases the tempo anyway. "I was pretty easy to find, if you've wanted to."
That hurts. I down the rest of my drink in one gulp and Quatre returns his eyes to the piano. I know he doesn't need to look at the keys. "You left. I assumed you didn't want to be found."
He looks up again, his chin up. "You said you needed time."
I wish my cup wasn't empty. "Is that why you left?"
Shaking his head, he lets out a snort. "You are very important to me, Trowa, but you are not the reason for everything I do." His voice is smug. "I left because I needed to leave, not because you rejected me."
"I asked for time, Quatre. There's a difference."
Quatre nods and lowers his eyes again. "Did you have enough?"
"More than enough."
The melody slows down again, the drummer easily adapting to Quatre's moods. "Then why didn't you come before?"
"I thought you left me." But, that is only half true.
Duo said it was pride. Quatre didn't go back to his life and company like I wanted him to. He didn't take his place in society like I thought he should. No, he defied all that he was supposed to be and lost himself in the crowded streets of New York, where he wouldn't have to play the heir. I knew then that I didn't need time, but still I didn't go to him. Pride, Duo said. Too proud to admit that I made a mistake, that I misjudged him or that I was afraid to say yes.
Quatre laughs, but it is a sorrowful sound. "I was too proud to stay and beg you for affection."
I swallow, hard, and say, "I'm not."