using table 4 from the
5sentence_fics community
Fandom: Gundam Wing, Pairing: Trowa/Quatre, Rating: PG Warnings: semi-angst, BL, word count: 239, see previous stories
here, note: written for
darthanne, because a one-sentence fic wouldn't do, and twenty-five five-sentence fics will tell the story. :)
Table 4, #17 - Waxed Paper
Looking around the room, he couldn’t quite remember the last time all five of them had gotten together - over four years, without a doubt (since Trowa was gone for at least that long); he only knew it had been too long, and though he warned the others on Trowa’s condition, there were still questions, some veiled behind polite inquiries, while others were as blunt as their inquirer. Trowa answered a few, was enigmatically silent on others, and always the perplexing contradiction that he was - guarded, yet open.
The ‘guys’ (as Duo was wont to call them all) were there for the weekend, though Wufei was the last to arrive and the first scheduled to leave - work, he claimed; Relena, Heero mouthed with a lifted brow to Quatre behind Wufei’s back. It was after Wufei had left, the night before both Heero and Duo were expected to fly out by dawn in the morning, that Quatre overheard a curious comment and saw an even more baffling response; Heero was remarking on the lack of details forthcoming from Trowa, and Duo started in on a similar case he’d heard about from an ex-Sweeper - Trowa’s hand clamped down on Duo’s arm, with a curt admonishment to not talk about what he didn’t know.
Though Quatre pretended he hadn’t noticed the shift of eyes between the two to him, he filed the exchange away, and suggested a game of cards and an early night.
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