Authors Note: Alright, It's been forever since I last posted something. I've been super super busy with school. I'm in my final semester of my Bachelors! YAY! However, I have another two years of school after that so that I can be an elementary school teacher. Indecision will do that to a person. Anyways, I don't want this nugget of plot bunny to get away.
It's based on my FAVORITE Bollywood movie, Jab We Met. I promise this will pick up from here as the story progresses. I wish I could show you dances and songs, but I can point you in the direction of Netflix so you can view the movie.
Also, this is slight alternate universe, Quatre's mother is still alive, she just has a new name. I'm not telling as it will spoil it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Jab We Met. I do, however, own Amrita Kaur and any subsequent characters.
Prologue: Mumbai, India, Earth. AC 204
The meeting had come to a close, some of the board members slowly left the board room while some of the more top executives argued about how the company would handle Mrs. Khaan, the ex-wife of Mr. Winner and co-owner of Winner Enterprises. Zayeed Winner had passed just weeks prior, and had left the entire company to his only male-heir. Mrs. Khaan had decided that she would give her half of the company to the boy, but would still like to be a part of the company, keeping her main job. The Board did not feel that this was something that could be done in the current state of things.
Quatre sat there, staring at the far wall, lost to his own thoughts and to his own world. He was still trying to comprehend his father's passing, trying to figure out the reasons by his choosing to not seek medical attention. His thoughts also centered on the situation at hand.
He stood from the table and aimlessly walked down the hall, down some stairs, and out the front door of the office building. It seemed as if he were on auto-pilot. As he approached his car, his driver hurried to open the back door, but Quatre went past him, overtaking the driver seat and taking off down the road. He drove until he reached the venue of one of his sister's weddings. He made his appearance, and then before Gia could ask him what the matter was, he was out the door. He walked aimlessly, for a few miles before finding himself on a train destined for Delhi.