Trowa's eyes looked weird through the water of the fish tank. The water make them look like they were glowing in a strange way, made him look incredibly sad, and even though it was beautiful, Quatre had to turn his eyes away. He didn't like to see Trowa sad, not even when he just appeared to be.

"What is it?" Trowa asked, walking around the fish tank and outing his arms around Quatre.

Quatre looked up at Trowa's eyes again. They were beautiful, and alive, and now they held no illusions, they were sincere and Quatre could see the happiness in them, as clear as day. He smiled at Trowa and whispered, "Nothing."

"You looked sad for a moment."

"I'm not." Quatre pressed his lips to Trowa's cheek quickly, brushing the corner of Trowa's lips. "It was just a trick of the light."