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Tragic Love (part 3)
by Sephiroth
Wufei and Trowa trudged into the kitchen and sat down, wearily, at the table. Neither of them bothered to make breakfast. Neither of them spoke.
They could hear Heero's griefstricken wailing coming from his room... the room he'd planned to share with Duo... and it made their hearts feel as though they were weighed down by Atlas' burden.
Quatre held Heero in his arms and rocked him, soothingly. "Shhh..." he whispered. "Shhh... Heero this is a terrible thing. The worst thing that could happen to anyone. But you will recover. I promise."
Heero shook his head. He wanted to say he would never recover from losing Duo, but the words would not come out. All he could do was cry.
Quatre fell silent, holding Heero for a moment longer, breaking down in tears of his own.
end part 3