All Hell Broke Loose
By Weissangel24
07/12/03
The boring legal stuff:
Warning: This fic contains violence, mild language, light Ooc, and Shounen- ai. If such things bother you either don't read it or keep your comments
to yourself.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters. This fic was written purely for the enjoyment of crazed fans such as myself. I'm not getting rich off of this, so please don't sue me. The only thing you'd get
would be unpaid bills.
Comments and Criticisms are welcomed, but please don't be nasty about them.
I am the self nominated Queen of Sap.
You have been warned.
^-^
Timeline: AU. This story begins a few months after Endless Waltz in AC 197.
The Scientists survived Libra and the Gundams were not destroyed. Peace
talks between the earth and the colonies are still underway. Everything
else happened according to the series and OAV. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Prologue
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She had snuck out of the palace, determined on having some alone time. Quietly, Relena Darlin, the Vice Foreign Minister of the United Earth Sphere Alliance, wandered the elaborate grounds under the night sky. The garden was full of beautiful floral arrangements that seemed to come alive as the hoards of fireflies danced around them.
"Beautiful view, isn't it?" A quiet voice asked.
Relena spun around, startled, trying to locate the speaker in the shadows.
"It can be so hectic trying to put together the mess left after the wars, can't it, Miss Relena?" another, softer voice asked, "I can understand the need to be alone."
"Q.Quatre?" Relena asked, "Is that you?"
"Even so." The second voice continued as a blonde boy stepped out of the shadows, "I don't believe that Hiiro would take too kindly to the idea of you sneaking off. It's not safe."
Relena sighed with relief, and she smiled at the young man, "Hello, Quatre. You scared me there, for a minute."
"I'm sorry. That wasn't our intention." Quatre smiled over his shoulder at the taller boy who stayed in the shadows.
"Trowa." Relena acknowledged before turning back to Quatre. "So what are you doing out here? Are you following me?" Her sapphire eyes narrowed in suspicion.
The blonde smiled, his aquamarine eyes shining in the light of the full moon, "No, we weren't following you." He assured, "I needed some air. It can get stuffy in there."
The Minister smiled, "I know." She looked around, "Would you like to walk with me?"
The boys exchanged a quick glance. At Trowa's curt nod, Quatre answered, "We'd love to."
"You know everyone seems to truly want peace." Relena said, pushing back some of her auburn hair that had fallen over her shoulder..
"Yes they do." The blonde boy agreed.
"But they want it on their terms." The taller boy pointed out in his stoic tone.
"They do argue a lot." The girl sighed, "But at least they are using words and not weapons." The three friends walked in silence for a while before Relena broke it, "Have you heard from Hiiro?"
The smaller boy smiled apologetically, "I'm afraid not."
"He's been in touch with Duo." Trowa said.
"Really?" Quatre raised an eyebrow while the girl frowned slightly, "I didn't know that."
"I'm sorry; I thought I had told you, Koi." Trowa frowned.
"Don't worry about it, Koi. You probably did and it slipped my memory." The boy smiled and lightly kissed his love's cheek.
"I'm wondering if maybe we should head back." Trowa suggested.
Both diplomats frowned at that idea. Reluctantly they nodded. "You're right." Quatre sighed.
Solemnly, Relena strolled ahead of the two Gundam pilots. Their hands were clasped tightly as Quatre leaned against the taller boy. "These meetings always drag on." The boy whispered.
"They'll last longer if the other delegates have to wait for you and Miss Relena." Trowa pointed out.
"Yes, I know."
"Hey." Trowa ran his fingers along his unhappy koi's cheek. "It's going to be alright. They'll come to an agreement soon."
Quatre looked up into the taller boy's emerald green eyes and smiled softly. "Thanks, Trowa." The taller boy smiled faintly at the boy in his arms and gently pulled him close for a deep, passionate and reassuring kiss. After a few moments, they pulled away from each other.
All Hell broke loose.
The attack came out of nowhere, giving the teenagers little time to react. Hastily, Trowa pushed Quatre into some bushes as he made a running flying tackle at the Vice Foreign Minister. They hit the ground hard and Trowa rolled them into the cover of the bushes. Telling Relena to stay low, Trowa crawled along the hedge line to where Quatre waited. They barely missed being hit by an in coming missile that crashed into the wall behind them. The said wall then collapsed, burring them in a mountain of rubble.
"TROWA!" Quatre screamed before he too was crushed under debris.
Inside the conference hall, the screams of men and women couldn't drown out
the sounds of automatic gun fire.
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To be continued.
By Weissangel24
07/12/03
The boring legal stuff:
Warning: This fic contains violence, mild language, light Ooc, and Shounen- ai. If such things bother you either don't read it or keep your comments
to yourself.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters. This fic was written purely for the enjoyment of crazed fans such as myself. I'm not getting rich off of this, so please don't sue me. The only thing you'd get
would be unpaid bills.
Comments and Criticisms are welcomed, but please don't be nasty about them.
I am the self nominated Queen of Sap.
You have been warned.
^-^
Timeline: AU. This story begins a few months after Endless Waltz in AC 197.
The Scientists survived Libra and the Gundams were not destroyed. Peace
talks between the earth and the colonies are still underway. Everything
else happened according to the series and OAV. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Prologue
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^^
She had snuck out of the palace, determined on having some alone time. Quietly, Relena Darlin, the Vice Foreign Minister of the United Earth Sphere Alliance, wandered the elaborate grounds under the night sky. The garden was full of beautiful floral arrangements that seemed to come alive as the hoards of fireflies danced around them.
"Beautiful view, isn't it?" A quiet voice asked.
Relena spun around, startled, trying to locate the speaker in the shadows.
"It can be so hectic trying to put together the mess left after the wars, can't it, Miss Relena?" another, softer voice asked, "I can understand the need to be alone."
"Q.Quatre?" Relena asked, "Is that you?"
"Even so." The second voice continued as a blonde boy stepped out of the shadows, "I don't believe that Hiiro would take too kindly to the idea of you sneaking off. It's not safe."
Relena sighed with relief, and she smiled at the young man, "Hello, Quatre. You scared me there, for a minute."
"I'm sorry. That wasn't our intention." Quatre smiled over his shoulder at the taller boy who stayed in the shadows.
"Trowa." Relena acknowledged before turning back to Quatre. "So what are you doing out here? Are you following me?" Her sapphire eyes narrowed in suspicion.
The blonde smiled, his aquamarine eyes shining in the light of the full moon, "No, we weren't following you." He assured, "I needed some air. It can get stuffy in there."
The Minister smiled, "I know." She looked around, "Would you like to walk with me?"
The boys exchanged a quick glance. At Trowa's curt nod, Quatre answered, "We'd love to."
"You know everyone seems to truly want peace." Relena said, pushing back some of her auburn hair that had fallen over her shoulder..
"Yes they do." The blonde boy agreed.
"But they want it on their terms." The taller boy pointed out in his stoic tone.
"They do argue a lot." The girl sighed, "But at least they are using words and not weapons." The three friends walked in silence for a while before Relena broke it, "Have you heard from Hiiro?"
The smaller boy smiled apologetically, "I'm afraid not."
"He's been in touch with Duo." Trowa said.
"Really?" Quatre raised an eyebrow while the girl frowned slightly, "I didn't know that."
"I'm sorry; I thought I had told you, Koi." Trowa frowned.
"Don't worry about it, Koi. You probably did and it slipped my memory." The boy smiled and lightly kissed his love's cheek.
"I'm wondering if maybe we should head back." Trowa suggested.
Both diplomats frowned at that idea. Reluctantly they nodded. "You're right." Quatre sighed.
Solemnly, Relena strolled ahead of the two Gundam pilots. Their hands were clasped tightly as Quatre leaned against the taller boy. "These meetings always drag on." The boy whispered.
"They'll last longer if the other delegates have to wait for you and Miss Relena." Trowa pointed out.
"Yes, I know."
"Hey." Trowa ran his fingers along his unhappy koi's cheek. "It's going to be alright. They'll come to an agreement soon."
Quatre looked up into the taller boy's emerald green eyes and smiled softly. "Thanks, Trowa." The taller boy smiled faintly at the boy in his arms and gently pulled him close for a deep, passionate and reassuring kiss. After a few moments, they pulled away from each other.
All Hell broke loose.
The attack came out of nowhere, giving the teenagers little time to react. Hastily, Trowa pushed Quatre into some bushes as he made a running flying tackle at the Vice Foreign Minister. They hit the ground hard and Trowa rolled them into the cover of the bushes. Telling Relena to stay low, Trowa crawled along the hedge line to where Quatre waited. They barely missed being hit by an in coming missile that crashed into the wall behind them. The said wall then collapsed, burring them in a mountain of rubble.
"TROWA!" Quatre screamed before he too was crushed under debris.
Inside the conference hall, the screams of men and women couldn't drown out
the sounds of automatic gun fire.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^^
To be continued.