04-Jul-2000
I don't know what it is about Trowa & Quatre that brings out the sap in me, but here is a pseudo songfic/sequel.
URL: http://www.babaca.org/
Category: Yaoi, but mainly SAP, SAP and more SAP
Rating: PG
Pairings: 4x3
Warnings: None.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: This is a quasi-sequel (more of an outtake really) from a
previous story I wrote called Karaoke. It's almost a songfic because
there are lyrics, etc. But you be the judge.
Song lyrics to I Belong to You by Lenny Kravitz printed without
permission.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise
and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non profit entertainment
purposes.
Quatre and Trowa had returned from the bizarre get together arranged by Duo earlier in the night.[1] There's was nothing quite like spending an evening watching your friends getting drunk and singing karaoke for the whole world to hear. Well, at least the world that existed at the restaurant that Duo had chosen. Neither Trowa or Quatre had drank liquor, but they had a good time just spending time with their friends. They had returned to Quatre's mansion and retired to the study.
"Trowa, I can't believe you didn't get up there and sing," Quatre teased.
"Well, I didn't see you up there either," Trowa reminded him.
"I don't think anyone could have topped Miss Noin's performance," smiled Quatre.
"Ah, don't remind me, Mr. Nosebleed!" laughed Trowa. "But you're right about that. Even I was impressed, I'll admit it. Is that why you have a crush on her?"
Quatre stared at his lover for a minute before blustering, "I don't have a crush on Luc- Miss Noin! We're friends that's all!" But for all his posturing he couldn't stop blushing.
"It's okay, Quatre. I'm only joking," Trowa said, pretending not to notice the blush. "Too be honest, I did have a song I wanted to sing to you, but I didn't think that was the place to do it."
"Why not?"
"I'm a horrible singer and besides it was ... personal," the brown haired boy remarked.
"You are a wonderful musician, so I refuse to believe that you are a 'horrible' singer," Quatre rebuked. "Can you sing it to me now?"
Trowa sighed before smiling. "Sure." He walked over to the stereo system in the study. He found the music he wanted and arranged for the vocals to be stripped from the song. "Here goes nothing, Quatre. Don't say you haven't been warned."
The music started slowly with the hint of bells behind it. Trowa staring at his love begin to sing:
You are the flame in my heart
You light my way in the dark
You are the ultimate star
You lift me up from above
Your unconditional love takes me to paradise
I belong to you
And you
You belong to me too
You make my life complete
You make me feel so sweet
Quatre blinked. Trowa's voice was beautiful. He found himself walking towards the tall boy. Trowa continued:
You make me feel so divine
Your soul and mind are entwined
Before you I was blind
But since I've opened my eyes
And with you there's no disguise
So I could open up my mind
Quatre was smiling and pulling the boy to sit in his lap. Trowa flashed a quick smile and continued to sing:
I always loved you from the start
But I could not figure out
That I had to do it everyday
So I put away the fight
Now I'm gonna live my life
Giving you the most in every way
Oh, I belong to you
And you
You belong to me too
You make my life complete
You make me feel so sweet
At this point, Quatre finds that he has tears in his eyes. He's never felt so happy. He nuzzles Trowa's neck and holding him close. A brief musical interlude where Trowa waited for his cue to sing again, got instead a sweet kiss from Quatre. But he pulled away to finish the song:
Oh, I belong to you
And you
You belong to me too
You make my life complete
You make me feel so sweet
Quatre captured his lover's mouth again in a deep kiss. "Trowa."
"Pretty schmaltzy, huh? I'm glad I didn't sing that in the restaurant. Duo would have laughed me off the stage, ne?" Trowa said nervously.
"I would have killed him. Thank you, Trowa. That was a beautiful song. You are a beautiful singer. I love you, Trowa," Quatre smiled through the tears.
"I know I don't say it often, but I love you too, Quatre."
"That song would have been a showstopper," smiled Quatre, hugging the boy tighter.
"Even better than Noin's?" Trowa teased.
"Who?"
~OWARI~
Note:
[1] This is referring to my previous story, Karaoke.
(:./babaca/ibelong)
