Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.

Note: This is kinda like what Heero thinks of himself and the wars and stuff like that. Kinda short.

Perfection
By Solo

They call me the "Perfect Soldier" and they may be right. I'm not so sure about it, though. I mean sure I follow order and kill without a second thought, but I am just a kid. I am frickin' fifteen years old, for goodness sakes. I know that I shouldn't be doing this. The funny thing is that even though I tend to be wreckless with my life I can't die until the war is over. My orders were to be killed in the last battle. I find that odd.
One of the pilots helps ease the pian of the wars and battles. His violet eyes are always smiling and he can almost always crack a joke. At least one of us can still joke around. I get this feeling when I am around him and I really don't know why. I mean he is a guy so why do I feel this way.
I know one thing though, I will not die at the end of this war I will live and survive. And I will no longer be the "Perfect Soldier", I will be Heero Yuy, a person.