Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor its characters. They belong to their creators/publishers whoever they may be. I'm too lazy to look that information up myself at the moment. I am not making any profit from this.

Note: These first three chapters were actually written back in 2000 (and were posted on the GWML). I haven't written any more since. However, I recently came across these and I love it so much (and remember how other people loved it) that I wanted to post it here on even though it is unfinished. I will eventually finish it some day. However, it has been a long time since I've actually seen the show and I want to get myself reacquainted with it. The POV alternates between Heero and Duo by chapter.

Dreaming of Peace

by Agent Rock

[Heero]

The room is bright, moonlight scattered about. A cool breeze blows through the open window onto me, ruffling my hair a bit. Tonight I could not sleep for some reason or another. So, instead, I just sit here on the edge of my bed watching him sleep.

He looks so peaceful lying there on his bed. He rolls over and turns his back to me; the bright moonlight gleams off of it. A slight smile crawls across my face. I don't know why, but for some odd reason, I enjoy watching him sleep.

After the war had ended, it was very hard for all of us to simply get over it. We tried, really we did. It was hard to forget our training and to forget such a huge part of our lives. We had all gone out separate ways, but we soon came to realize that the best way to get over it all was by helping each other.

Quatre and Trowa had found comfort in each other. After two weeks after it had all ended, Quatre had searched for and found Trowa. It wasn't very hard at all since Quatre had known exactly where to look. Trowa was, of course, working at the circus with his sister. When Quatre had arrived, Catherine welcomed him. She understood that closeness that was between Quatre and Trowa. Trowa too had been happy to see him. After warm greetings and sitting down to a cup of tea, Quatre asked Trowa to come live with him in his house (a more appropriate word would be "mansion"). Trowa at first had been reluctant. He did not want to leave Catherine. Catherine, though, had understood it was for the best and insisted that he go. After assuring Trowa he could come visit anytime, Catherine convinced Trowa to leave. After packing his bags and as they were leaving, Quatre told Catherine that he would like to help sponsor the circus, much to Catherine's delight.

I smiled at that memory. It was just like Quatre to do something like that. And I, I had watched it all from the shadows, unbeknownst to the others. I had wanted to make sure everyone was okay. I was happy when I found that they were.

Now Wufei I had tried to find, truly I did, but it had all been in vain. Wufei is as good at hiding as I am. I had heard, though, that he was indeed happy. Supposedly, he joined forces with Sally Po. Keeping the justice together I'm sure. Yeah, he's happy alright.

As for Duo, I hadn't bothered searching him out. Somehow, I knew he'd find me. After the war, and everything had settled down, I basically did nothing but sit around all day and think about things. I thought about everything from the way the world was, and the way it is now, everything from fighting with my enemies, to enjoying myself amongst my friends (yes, I *had* enjoyed myself then). I was tormenting myself, I know that now. All I really wanted though was peace. Little did I know that Peace would show up on my doorstep.

It was on a day that I had been laying on my bed staring up at the ceiling while thinking of such things that there was a knock at my door. At first I hadn't heard it, but, as it got louder, it had awaken me from my musings. I had gotten up and opened the door. There, standing in front of me, was Duo. He flashed me one of his stupid grins and leapt onto me, embracing me. I was so surprised that I didn't even push him away. When he let go, he asked me if he could come in and did so without waiting for an answer. I shut the door and followed him inside, watching him studying my apartment. Eventually, I got him to sit down and fixed him a cup of tea. Duo went on to tell me about all that he had done since the war had ended. He had been keeping himself busy. "I guess I was the only one who was unhappy," I had thought to myself.

In the middle of his story though he sobered up and stopped talking. A slight sigh had escaped his lips. I knew something was wrong, so I asked him what was bothering him. He burst into tears, uncharacteristic of him, and leaned forward crying on my chest. He told me how alone he had felt after it had all ended. He tried to drown himself in his work, to forget the loneliness, but it just made him even more lonely. He said no one understood him but the Gundam pilots. He said that when the war ended, and everyone went their separate ways, it just tore him apart. He said he couldn't bear to be alone anymore.

That was when I did something that, at the time, I had not known why I had done it. I told Duo to stay with me, that he would be happier here. He looked up at me in surprise, tears still streaming down him face. Them he hugged me, squeezing so hard I could barely breathe, and said, "Thank you."

I'll never forget that night. That was when my life started changing, when that peace I had so longed for had arrived. Duo did something to me that nobody else could do, he made me happy, truly happy. Having Duo around was like a breath of fresh air. He was such a good friend to me, always so kind. It's no wonder I fell in love with him. Yes, I can admit that now. When I first started feeling that way I denied it. After all, it is considered "wrong" to love a person of the same sex. Eventually, though, the feelings had gotten so strong that I couldn't deny it any longer. So, I came to accept them. I never told Duo though; there's no way I could tell Duo. It would just disgust him, I'm sure. The last thing I needed was to lose my friend, to lose me peace, my happiness.

And so, it all brings me to now, sitting here at the edge of my bed, unable to sleep, staring at the boy I love. This was one of the few times I could do it without worrying that Duo would notice. Outside, the moon was beginning to set and I knew that within a half-hour the sun would begin to rise. I decided I should get some sleep in; it was unhealthy to be deprived of sleep. I leaned over Duo and kissed him on his forehead. Laying back down on my bed, I closed me eyes and started drifting off to sleep.