Disclaimer: I do not own gundam wing or any of the affiliated characters or Ideas...BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!

Squirrely: This is my first fic for this site, so be kind or whatever...
Kieanoe: why should they be kind to you? your a squirrel...
Heero: are you two gonna fight again?
Kieanoe: mabey...wanna get your ass kicked too, Yuy!

Anyway, here it goes...

Chapter 1
Heero's reassignment.

In the void known as space, a dark and mysterious, vacant and empty place, floats the fourth planet from the sun, the red god of war, Mars. Three years after the Libra exploded in Earth's atmosphere, the Terraforming project had Finally begun. This massive project was created by Relena to make the barren planet hospitable for life, and already, with the help of the joint ESUN her plans were finally taking shape. Now, the planet had around one hundred so colonies spread over it's surface, around half of which were specialized greenhouses that grew a biologically engineered type of land-algae that would produce oxygen for the atmosphere. The other half were divided into colonies for habitation and other colonies that specialized in such jobs as melting and purifying the ice caps to create fresh water and others that worked on producing an artificial ozone layer from the planet.

Our story begins on one of the small colonies that served as a home for many of the families that were working on the project, in a presenters office which was deserted, except for a single boy, of around eighteen, typing furiously on the keyboard in front of him, narrowed prussian blue eyes staring through dark brown bangs at the bright screen as data flashed rapidly down it.

Heero Yuy had lived on this colony for little over one year, and had, after setting himself up with preventers, worked on overseeing the safety of the colony workers and the other people currently on mars. Although, by doing this Heero also managed to shut himself off from the rest of the world the only one he contacted regularly was either Zechs, the head of the preventer organization on mars, or Une, the overbearing witch who, with Zech's help seemed to find sport in making his life utter hell. So, our rather sleepy Hero no pun intended, I don't think was now sitting at his computer at two o'clock in the morning, doing paperwork and keeping an eye on things in his area through the database of information that was fed to his computer from other preventer agents either in the field, Investigating possible threats to the current instable form of peace they now maintained.

Heero finally typed the last bit of the form Zechs had sent him and sent it, via. a secure E-mail connection that preventer had sole access to and put the computer on standby. Thereby allowing the software to locate and alert his cell phone, which was also linked to the system, of any potential situations that might require his attention. Heero stood up and, eager to get home and get some sleep, hurried to slip his jacket on (as the colony lowered the temperature to save power at night) and rush out the door, locking it as he went.

Heero hurried down the barley lit streets that laced through the colony like a grid. He made it to his apartment building, hurried up the stairs to his apartment and unlocked the door, slipping into the small living room. His living room also served as his dining room and kitchen, with a hall leading off to a small bedroom and bath. Heero removed his preventers jacket and hung it up on a coat rack behind the door. He slipped off his shoes as well and walked down the small hall adjoining his room and the living space, he opened the door to his bedroom to reveal a rather plain interior, there were no posters of rock bands or skateboarding companies on his wall as one would expect to find in a normal teenager's room, instead, plain white walls and a rather plain carpet was to be found, and in the middle of the room a twin size mattress sitting on the floor with a single blanket and a single pillow tossed carelessly on top. Beside this poor excuse for a bed sat a small night stand with a reading lamp setting on it with single picture frame leaning against it to hold it up.

Heero stripped off the plain white tee-shirt he was wearing and placed it in the basket in the corner of his room he used for dirty clothes. The shirt was soon followed by a pair of jeans as Heero slipped into his bed, laying his head on the pillow and staring at the picture of Relena that looked as if he had cut it from a magazine, "Relena..." He muttered softly as one hand reached slowly to turn the frame so that the glare from the lamp light lessened. He then sighed, turned of the lamp before closing his eyes and falling almost immediately asleep.

The next morning, Heero awoke to the rather annoying beeping of his alarm clock telling him that it was time to get up, in other words, five AM. He grunted as he pulled himself out of bed and donned a clean white T-shirt and a pair of slimfit jeans and walked into the kitchen to start his morning ritual, turning on the coffee machine with a new filter and grounds. After the coffee was started he got two slices of bread from the cabinet and slid them into the toaster, setting the timer. He went to the table and got his bag and preventers jacket out, making sure he had everything for work. Heero was going to have to make a trip to one of the larger colonies on Mars to visit his commanding officer, Zechs. Yuy was dreading this trip, when Zechs told him he needed to see him the older former OZ soldier had sounded less that pleased about what ever it was this meeting concerned.

After his morning coffee Heero slid into his jacket and placed his bag over his shoulder, heading out the door, locking it as he shut it. He made his way towards the small shuttle port that served the colony. Making his way into the building he went straight past security, It was useful sometimes to have a preventer's ID with you at all times and, finding his gate he handed his ticket to the woman standing at the boarding platform, she nodded, ripped a part of the ticket off, handed the other half back to Heero and allowed him into the shuttle.

Around an hour later the small atmospheric transport shuttle docked itself in the much larger and more populated shuttle port in the large colony the Mars-stationed-Preventers used as their headquarters, Heero made his way out of the shuttle port and into the warmer artificial atmosphere of the colony. He waved down a cab and after telling the driver to take him to the main Preventers building, was whisked away down the maze of streets towards his destination.

Heero stepped out of the cab, making his way up a flight of stairs to the big revolving doors that opened up into a large room where a large, round service desk sat in the middle, sitting in the desk were a couple of young preventers who had not yet made their way up the ladder and had to be the "welcoming committee" for guests of the building, he walked up to a young looking boy who couldn't have been much older than himself, possibly nineteen or twenty and flashed his ID before saying, "I'm here to meet with Zechs Marquise, I think he's expecting me."
The boy nodded, "Yes, you must be Heero Yuy." The boy pointed to an Elevator to the back of the room, "Take that elevator up to the fourth floor and just left down the hallway is his office, its on the right."
Heero nodded his thanks and walked towards the elevator, not before hearing something that sounded eerily like, "I hope you survive."
Heero took the elevator up to the fourth floor, stepping out into the deserted hallway, he turned to the left, making his way down the hall till he came to a door that had a plaque on it with Zechs Marquise etched into it. Heero brought a hand up and knocked twice on the hard wood. After a moment Zech's voice barked at him from the inside, "Yuy, your late, get in here!"
Heero sighed and opened the door, stepping into the large office. The inside of the office was dimly lit, shades pulled over the windows, giving the room a menacing quality. In the office chair behind the desk sat the one and only Lightning count, wearing his preventers uniform and the look of loathing that was saved specifically for this one unfortunate Gundam pilot.
Zechs glared at him through bangs of hair, "You've been reassigned, Yuy."
Heero blinked, looking confused, "Reassigned? But, why, I didn't do anything to warrant this!"
Zech's scowl increased in anger, "Actually, Yuy, this isn't punishment, for you atleast. Une got a request from...well anyway, your now a bodyguard for an important person to the preventer agency, and me..."
Heero again looked confused, "Bodyguard? To whom?"
Zechs bit his lip, and said hesitantly, "Agent Heero Yuy, you have been reassigned to guard Relena Darlian."
Heero's heart didn't just skip a beat, no, that would be an understatement, the damned organ jumped right up into his throat, Heero fought back any signs of excitement or happiness that would surely push more of Zech's buttons. It hadn't taken Heero much to figure out Zechs didn't like him, and even less to figure out that Zechs hated the fact that his sister talked non stop about Relena, and that his sworn enemy didn't mind the attention from the Vice foreign minister.

Zechs pushed a folder with Information on Heero's new mission in it and a shuttle pass that would take him to the Sanc kingdom the next morning. Heero stood up and nodded to Zechs before calmly walking out of the room, but as soon as he was out of the office his step became rather lighter for a moment, Heero fought down the emotions telling him to skip gleefully down the hall like a certain American Baka he knew.

To be continued.

Squirrel: thanks for reading, review if you can, thanks.