:::kicks Trowa:::
Apr. 22nd, 2002 11:44 am//I don't understand,// Trowa frowned, still toying with the gun in his hands. //Why am I thinking such things? Duo is a Gundam pilot, the same as me. To kill him would put our forces at a disadvantage.//
Emerald green eyes flickered in Duo's direction.
//No. He's not the same as me. He can pilot. He can do his mission. He can even stand to have strangers touch him... be close to him... he can... he can do so much that I can't. How? How did he end up so strong? Where does his courage come from? Don't I fight as hard as him? Don't I have soemthing to protect? Doesn't rage and anger burn in my soul? How can he do it? How can Duo do *this* and still sleep at night?!//
Trowa dropped his gun onto the table and started to pace.
//I want it. I want what Duo has. I'd kill for it. Beg for it. But no matter what I do, I just can't have it. How... how did Duo get it?//
Trowa stared out into the dark sky beyond the window.
//How did Duo find the peace to sleep at night?//