CHAPTER 1

By A Sakuran Dream

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or it's characters (boo hoo -_-) So don't sue! ^.~ I'm broke.

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"…it was a full success. Vice Foreign Minister Darlian's meeting with the Colonial and United Nations officials on the Mars Terra Formation Project is now final. They have delightedly agreed to start the project on the set date of January 1, A.C. 198, as a 'New Years gift' to the people. This project, unfortunately, will not be finished until the year A.C. 210…" CLICK.

The TV was quickly turned off, having been on most the morning, anyway. It was now Dec. 20th, A.C. 197, and by far the coldest December imaginable in Seoul. Heero sighed and went to the other room of his 15-story apartment to get dressed. He opened up the drawers and found some blue jeans, a white undershirt, and a forest green cardigan, slipped them on and rushed to the mirror in the bathroom to sweep a comb swiftly through his hair. He ran to the hallway in front of the door and slipped a pair of shoes on and walked out.

Eversince the end of the war and the end of the battle with Marimaea, he had decided to move to Korea to get away from the others. Not saying that he didn't like them, but he thought maybe it was for the best. He might not say it, but he had gone through way too much, and it was just too tiring. Seeing any of them would be too much on his heart. And it wasn't like he had enough to deal with all the dreams of the people he killed. But that's another story…

He stepped out of his door on the 3rd floor and headed for the elevator. Waiting along with him was old Mrs. Shin Park. She was a very kind lady, but loved to talk a storm. It was quite funny when they first met, he had no clue how to speak the Korean language, and yet still, she babbled on and on about who knows what. He smirked. Now, it's been two and a half years since he's been able to speak, and Mrs. Park was the one to teach him.

He bowed politely to the elder woman, "Good morning, Mrs. Park.." His voice still deep, but with a slight hint of feeling and respect for her.

She smiled up at him, like a mother to a long lost child, "Why, Mr. Yuy!" She sang happily, "It is wonderful to see you out this morning!" She gave the 18 year old a friendly pat on the back as they both walked into the elevator doors.

"Doing some early errands, no?" She asked.

"Yes, ma'am. I believe the apartment bill is due today."

"Ah, yes. That dreaded bill. Hmm, did I ever tell you of the time they tried to charge me 20% more than the actual price?"

"Yes, ma'am. Actually you did." He tried his best not to sound annoyed, Six times in fact, and hopefully not a seventh…

Mrs. Park laughed, "Ha ha ha! It seems I've told you too many times." She chuckled.

"Huh?"

"I can read you like a book, Mr. Yuy." She gave him a wink as the doors opened up to the parking garage. "You can't fool me. Just tell me if I'm talking too much." She smiled warmly and walked off.

Heero could only smirk. She was quite the lady. She may be old but she had enough energy to feed a whole nation.

Heero walked the opposite way out and throught the garage to the street. I need to go to Hyochang Station and catch the subway to Gongdeok. He thought as he was walking down the hill filled with crowded people and workers. He walked quickly to hurry and get the chill off. Dodging business men, and children on the way, he finally got to the station and walked down the steps. Unfortunately for him, they hadn't turned on the heat. Geez. He hurried to the desk and payed for a ticket and went down the steps to wait for the train.

He looked around and saw an empty bench and sat down. Grabbing a news paper, he flipped through a few pages, and after seeing Vice Foreign Minister Darlain, and the Winner Estate being mentioned at least three times each, decided to give it a rest.

I wonder how those guys are doing…Maybe I should call—nah! He erased the idea as the train came speeding in. He shoved his way through the people on the way to work and stood in a vacant area near the door. The doors shut and the train sped to the next stop—Gongdeok.

"Mom, do I have to go?"

"Yes, and it's the last time I'll say it. Now sit."

The child didn't complain and did exactly what his mother said.

He watched with interest as the child pouted and looked out the window at the dark nothings that raced by.

"I wonder if I was ever like that." He whispered to himself.

"ALL PASSENGERS PLEASE PREPARE FOR THE NEXT STOP. PLEASE CHECK YOUR AREA FOR ANY PERSONAL ITEMS THAT MAY BE LEFT ON THE TRAIN. THE NEXT STOP IS GONGDEOK. GONGDEOK. THE EXIT WILL BE ON THE LEFT SIDE."

Heero patiently squeezed his way to the opposite side again and walked out carefully as the doors opened. As he left the Station, he noticed it was beginning to snow. "Already?" He began to regret the fact he didn't bring a coat. Which was quite foolish anyway.

After walking for about a block and and a half, Heero finally saw his destination. The building was only about six floors high and was the headquarters to the set of apartments he lived in. Which is odd considering I live in the next town over…

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"Yes. Bring Mr. Yuy in." Mr. Soo, head of the Benesville apartment complexes, was expecting Mr. Yuy for an important meeting about his contract—only telling him that he had a check due. Unbeknownst to Heero, Mr. Soo had found out about his infamous hacking skills, and ingeniously checked the system for any false information. Unfortunately, he found that everything in his information bank was false—including the name. He was beyond furious and was more than ready to show this kid the meaning of fear. *I'll teach this kid a leason he'll never forget." He sneered.

KNOCK.KNOCK.

"Come in, Mr. Yuy."

"Yes Sir." He stepped in cautiously, and slowly went over to the man standing by the window behind his desk.. The man spoke without turning away form the window.

"You have a check due today, young man."

Heero loked at him questioningly, "I have it here sir." He said. He studied the man carefully. Somethings not right… He kept is eyes on the man. "Is there anything else you want?" I know there is…Normally I pay this bill by mail…

"Yes, actually there is." The tall man's tone went dark and he turned around and faced him with deep, dark, angry brown eyes. "Mr. Yuy."

Blast it. What now?? He glared back at Mr. Soo, carefully not showing the confusion in his eyes.

Mr. Soo continued after a long pause. "I brought you here to point out that…you don't exist." He paused again to let it sink in.

Oh crap-oh crap! He couldnt've—could he?? He held his fear well inside him and calmly replied, "Could you explain?" His voice betrayed nothing.

Mr. Soo's voice went even deeper, "Look, I don't know who you are—who you think you are, but you are not getting away with this!" He snapped.

Heero could only stare in shock.

"Don't even try to play dumb with me kid. Your name is not Heero Yuy, and you did not pay real money to get these apartments, young man!"

Heero just stared at the man, and his eyes hardened, "How can you possibly prove that that's not false? Where in the world did you get that absurd information?" It was Heero's turn to snap back.

"Ha ha ha!" He shook his head in disbelief, "I might be old, boy, but I'm not stupid. I worked for the military during the war and I know a few things about hacking as well. Why I didn't check the files earlier on, I don't know, but according to what I found. You where able to get into my registration codes and file an account from the L2-347XE point, Date: Oct., A.C. 195. 10:48:17 pm…Shall I say more?"

Heero just stood there glaring at the man. Now what? I'd never been caught and humiliated like this before! I'm the 'perfect soldier' for goodness sakes! Slowly he made the decision of walking backwards and running out the door. Lucky him he was on the first of the six floors. And it wouldn't take him too long. Plus the crowd could easily drown him out. But what about the apartment—and Mrs. Park? He mentally slapped himself, I can get another one, and she isnt that important! He winced slightly at the thought of leaving behind the kind lady next door. But he had no choice. It's irrelevant for this mission.

"Don't think of it, Yuy." Mr. Soo smirked. "I've got security all over the exits…* He chuckled to himself.

To be continued…

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