Summary: This is my interpretation of what the G-boys think of war. I started
off with Quatre. Each chapter is separate stories in themselves but can be
read together as one. (an: That didn't really make sense, but oh well.)

Title: Noble Intentions
Author: Eyes_of_Pearl
Rated: PG

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing does not belong me but to its respective owners.
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Floating up in space in my Sandrock, I watched as Heero Yui making
the impossible happen. Flying his Wing Zero in front of fallen piece of
Libra and blasting it to oblivion, for a split second, I thought I was going
to lose another comrade, like I had lost Trowa before. In that split second,
I wonder why I had become a Gundam Pilot, if I was only going to lose the
only people whom I call my friends.

When I saw Heero risking everything to save Earth, I knew the answer.
I fight because it is the only way to attain peace. I don't even like wars,
in fact of all the Gundam Pilot, I think I am the least physical and most
peaceful of all. Always looking for the kindness that resides in the coldest
of hearts like that of Dorothy Catalonia. She gave up her kindness to fight,
and in reality, I gave up everything: my family, my father, so I can fight
and I, Quatre Rebeba Winner will fight to the end.

You know, people don't realize the view of Earth from space. It is
such a beautiful place. At first glance, nobody will suspect that such
hatred and violence can exist. The war between Earth and the Space Colonies
will always coexist even though they are moving towards peace It is sad but
truth always hurts because that is the course of human nature.

In a way, fighting is part of me now. It is the only way to retain
my sanity. I keep fighting, so there is a future for the future. I didn't
lose Trowa, because he came back. Like now, Heero is going to survive.
He is surviving for the future. Peace may be futile, but at least there is
hope for tomorrow.
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This is my first fanfic so r/r and let me know what you think.
Be kind, so no flames please.