Trowa was in his Hotel room pacing when he heard a knock at the door. When he opened it he was surprised to see Wufei standing there holding an unconsciece Quatre. Wufei laid him on the coach and covered him up.

“What happened to him?” asked Trowa.

“I hit him.”

“You didn’t need to do that. I can to help him.”

“You were doing such I good job too. Look I saw him run away from you. You can’t exactly talk to him if he’s not there.”

“Point taken.”

“Well, I will give you too some privacy. I’ll be in my room.”

Trowa watched him laying on the cauch. He was a beautiful as ever. He looked so peaceful as he slept. How did I ever let you get so far from me. I wish I had been stronger and told you how I felt. Then maybe you wouldn’t have left everyone. Then maybe you wouldn’t have left me.

Quatre began to wake up groggily he said, “What hit me a truck.”

“No worse Wufei.” When Quatre heard his voice he bolted up.

“Trowa?...Where am I?”

“My Hotel room.” Quatre looked around. It seemed like eternity since he had been in doors.

“Why did you run from me?” Quatre stared at him with a distant look. Trowa felt like Quatre was staring right through him. “I have no desire to talk to you.” Quatre began to get up to leave.

“Quatre I was worried about you.”

“Yeah right.”

“You don’t believe me?”

“As a matter of fact I don’t.” Trowa touched him shoulder. Quatre began to feel warm inside he still loved Trowa and then he shook it off. A tear dropped down his face. He yelled, “Dammit. I have worked so hard to make myself hard. A couple seconds with you it’s gone.”

“Quatre you’re not the type of person who doesn’t care. I came here to help you. I’m your friend.”

“You know when I told you I loved you. I was hoping you loved me too. You didn’t not only that but you were a jerk about it. I always thought that if you didn’t care about me that we could still be friends. Wrong again I needed you and you totally blew me off. Well guess what Trowa NEVER AGAIN!” Quatre headed for the door.

“Quatre I will keep coming after you untill you hear me out.” Quatre grabbed a fork off the stand and went out the door. He jammed it into the lock . Trowa was trying to open the door but it wouldn’t budge.

Quatre began to head for the elevator when a door opened and someone grabbed him and pulled him in. “Whoa.!” Quatre looked and immediately knew who it was.

“Wufei. First you hit me then you scare the hell out of me. What’s the deal?”

“I never thought you were weak. Just for the record.”

“I know I didn’t mean to make you think that.”

“Did you give Trowa a chance to explain.”

“I don’t want to talk to him.”

“If you don’t go back in there and talk to him I’ll drag you there.”

“You wouldn’t.” He forgot who he was talking to. Wufei grabbed Quatre.

Trowa was pacing back and forth. When the door opened Quatre was pushed inside then the door closed again. Wufei jammed the fork back in. Quatre began to pound on the door. “Let me out of here.” he demanded.

“Not untill you two talk. Bye.” he went back to his room. Quatre kept trying to open the door. Trowa just glared at him waiting for him to give up.

Finally he kicked the door and turned to Trowa. “Fine talk.”