Translation
Fanfic: Wahre Freunde
never took you for that," he defended himself. "No?" the look that rested on Quatre was serious, and there was still something in it that Quatre couldn't name, `Anger? Disappointment? `he didn't know," Of course! " he reiterated his statement.
"Then why are you telling me such lies?" the braided boy asked further, Quatre looked down, he didn't know the answer to that, no, that was wrong, he DIDN'T WANT to answer it.Duo waited in vain for an answer for a while, then shrugged: "Let's go for breakfast. The others will wait."
Relieved to finally be able to escape the silence for which he felt responsible, he nodded and smiled at Duo. He went to the door and waited there for Quatre, but he did not return his smile. He didn't feel like putting on his usual show.
The usually talkative American was also unusually quiet when he ate, he ate his cornflakes in silence.
A behavior that seemed more than strange to the others, Quatre swallowed, he was the only one who knew why Duo was so silent, he was to blame for it ...
Not only had he hurt his best friend, no, now he worried the others too. After all, it was his fault that they had to worry about Duo.
Others would probably have laughed at him, to outsiders the three pilots behaved as always, but Quatre could tell that they were worried.Anyone else would probably have said he was crazy, because Heero's gaze was dismissive as always, and neither Trowa's nor Wufei's gaze showed anything other than indifference at first glance, but Quatre knew they were worried.
He slowly scooped up his cereal and thought about how it had all started. At that time he never thought that they would ever become such good friends, and they were, even if you didn't always recognize it at first glance ...
"Tell me, how long do you want to spoon your imaginary cornflakes?" suddenly asked a slightly mocking voice, the Arab jumped out of his thoughts and looked around confused until he got the idea that the voice had spoken to him and was looking into his bowl - it was empty.
Quatre smiled sheepishly and pushed the bowl away, and again the oppressive silence fell over the breakfast table. He just couldn't go on, he mumbled an excuse that probably no one understood, got up and literally fled from the kitchen.So he didn't see Trowa, Wufei and Heero looking after him thoughtfully, but before she could squeeze Duo out, Quatre's example followed and left the breakfast table.
Sequel follows...
"Then why are you telling me such lies?" the braided boy asked further, Quatre looked down, he didn't know the answer to that, no, that was wrong, he DIDN'T WANT to answer it.Duo waited in vain for an answer for a while, then shrugged: "Let's go for breakfast. The others will wait."
Relieved to finally be able to escape the silence for which he felt responsible, he nodded and smiled at Duo. He went to the door and waited there for Quatre, but he did not return his smile. He didn't feel like putting on his usual show.
The usually talkative American was also unusually quiet when he ate, he ate his cornflakes in silence.
A behavior that seemed more than strange to the others, Quatre swallowed, he was the only one who knew why Duo was so silent, he was to blame for it ...
Not only had he hurt his best friend, no, now he worried the others too. After all, it was his fault that they had to worry about Duo.
Others would probably have laughed at him, to outsiders the three pilots behaved as always, but Quatre could tell that they were worried.Anyone else would probably have said he was crazy, because Heero's gaze was dismissive as always, and neither Trowa's nor Wufei's gaze showed anything other than indifference at first glance, but Quatre knew they were worried.
He slowly scooped up his cereal and thought about how it had all started. At that time he never thought that they would ever become such good friends, and they were, even if you didn't always recognize it at first glance ...
"Tell me, how long do you want to spoon your imaginary cornflakes?" suddenly asked a slightly mocking voice, the Arab jumped out of his thoughts and looked around confused until he got the idea that the voice had spoken to him and was looking into his bowl - it was empty.
Quatre smiled sheepishly and pushed the bowl away, and again the oppressive silence fell over the breakfast table. He just couldn't go on, he mumbled an excuse that probably no one understood, got up and literally fled from the kitchen.So he didn't see Trowa, Wufei and Heero looking after him thoughtfully, but before she could squeeze Duo out, Quatre's example followed and left the breakfast table.
Sequel follows...