I've Got You

Had a late night, so I decided to post this before going to bed. This be number two in the latest commissions set for Trowa is saving Quatre from drowning! I went completely nuts with the water brushes, but they were so fun! I didn't design the brushes, of course (and, as always, if anyone recognizes them, tell me so I can give credit! ) , but I did put them all together, painted an impressionistic background, and of course the boys are all mine as far as drawing and shading goes. I'm not entirely happy with how the boys turned out, but I just *had* to make the perspective problem difficult for myself, especially when there was no photo reference I could draw from. >__<




Ok, snippet of the scene from Chapter Two:


Trowa watched Quatre's head disappear under the water and his heart leapt in horror. An enormous energy blast shot through the water creating two towering walls of water on either side of Trowa. As the current pulled him downstream, the water Mage concentrated on locating the smaller man's body in the river. Finding him, Trowa began to weave the water into a rope between the two of them, with a simple spell that Mage S had tried to teach him, but had never fully mastered. The one thing that ran through Trowa's mind over and over was reaching Quatre before he took his last breath.

The spell was simple. He remembered being told that time and time again. All he had to do was relax, focus on the target and the spell would run its course. But there was no time to relax, no time to focus. Within seconds the water temperature plummeted as Trowa concentrated on his spell.

No! It's freezing again. Trowa thought in a panic. Not now. Not with him… Concentrate... concentrate on the objective... Quatre.

But it was no use. The spell had become tainted, like all the times before and the rope between them began to freeze. Trowa watched as the water he commanded at his fingertips began to crystallize and creep its icy way toward Quatre's limp form.

Discarding the spell, Trowa swam with the current. He would have to reach Quatre without using Magic. He reached out and grabbed Quatre's arm and drew him close. Wrapping his arms around Quatre's chest, Trowa headed for the surface.

"Stay with me Quatre." Trowa commanded as the two men broke through the surface, "Hang on for just a minute longer." The currents of the river slowed and Trowa found it easier to swim his way toward the shore with Quatre in tow. "Almost there Quatre..." Trowa heard Quatre moan in response.

Trowa pulled his friend to shore. He turned the smaller man on his side to help release any water still trapped in his lungs. Quatre coughed and gasped for air as Trowa collapsed beside him.



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