Editor:Scarlet Diablo
Kind:Sappy romance, with some humor
Discamer: I don't own Gundam W or any of the characters from that fabulous show. Trev and Ona however are mine, do not use them.
"I'm cold" Trev whimpered to his sister as she hugged him close to her side. "Can't we go in out of the rain?" He nearly had to shout in her ear just to be heard over the pouring rain.
Sniffing Ona shook her head "We can't or we'll miss him" She shouted back. Shivering she tried to get her worn out and thinning sweater to cover both her and Trev. "Millie said he'd come and he will! He has to." The last part was whispered to her self, filled with more hope than belief.
As the two hugged each other to share what little warmth was still in their small bodies A man and woman came running towards them. "Oh, how dreadful!" the woman shouted as she held onto the mans arm "don't those children know better than to stand in the rain?" She asked her companion.
Passing them now the man only barely glanced at Trev and Ona "They are probably homeless, don't touch them; they may have a disease."
"There should be a law against street rats being allowed to clutter the good parts of town!" The woman's words heared by her high piched voice hurt Ona, but Trev's bursting into tears sent a knife right through her heart.
Her small and thin arms clutched Trev tighter "Don't listen to them" She shouted angrily "They're just... big o' meanies!"
"Please, I want to go in" Trev begged between his tears.
"I do to, but we have to wait for him. We-" stopping in mid sentence as Ona spotted another figure approaching she waited for the worst 'If this one says any thing mean I'll hit him right in the noise' she thought with bitterness.
Holding his umbrella in his left hand Trowa walked down the street, night was approaching and it was getting hard to see through the rain, but up ahead he spotted what looked to be an odd shaped statue. As he got closer he realized it was a girl. 'What's she hiding?' he wondered, there was something in side her sweater that she was hugging, something that wiggled. 'Perhaps her pet' Glancing down at his watch he noted that he had another hour before he had to be at the Preston hotel. Ever since Senator Ishino had received death threat letters he had been assigned as the senator's body guard. 'With the conference I should busy'.
"HHHHHHAAACHUE!" Glancing down he saw the little girls sweater wiggle some more. Taken off guard Trowa watched as a little boy's head popped out of the top of the sweater. "I need to blow my noise" The head, that Trowa now saw belonged to an even smaller boy.
"I don't have any" She said back "Get back in there before your head gets soaked and you catch a cold"
"My head is wet and I'm cold" The boy said before he started to go back into hiding.
Now wondering why the pair was just standing out side in such bad weather Trowa pulled out some tissue from his back pocket. "Here" bending down Trowa held out the tissue.
The girls pale green eyes regarded him with such compassion but also with some interest. "Thank you" Taking the tissue she pulled her arm into the sweater where the boys was.
Hearing the sound of the boy blowing his nose Trowa almost smiled 'Hard to believe a loud noise can come from some one so small' he thought.
The boys head popped back out "I thought you didn't have any tissue?' He said almost accusingly.
"I didn't, but he did" She pointed to Trowa with her thumb.
The boy looked at Trowa before him, his eye got huge. Before Trowa could ponder the boy's reaction, the small child had slipped out of the sweater and away from his sister. "DADDY!!" he shouted hugging Trowa legs.