Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, nor any of its characters. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this fic.
Title: Lost Love
Pairings:1x2 and 3x4...
/.../ : thoughts
This takes place after the Mariemaia War...
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/How many days has it been... I've never felt this way before. I haven't seen you ever since you disappeared. I hope you're happy, though, wherever you are.../
***
Vice Foreign Minister Darlian was in her office, looking out the window. She sighed. She had a meeting to attend with other important people. Not that she hated the meetings, but she felt... empty. She didn't know what to do. All she knew, though, was thet she wanted to hug her love and tell him of all the things that had happened since the war, to hold him and whisper of things only people who experienced love knew about.
/ I wonder if it's true.. Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all... Oh, where are you, Heero...?/
Relena knew that, yes, Heero had been missing for quite a while, and that he was probably dead, but deep within her heart, she knew that she still had a fantasy.. where Heero would come into her office, sweep her up into his arms, and carry her off in to the glowing sunset.
/After all, love always precedes death./
***
Duo shut his eyes. He had always hated the fact that Hilde enjoyed his company. She could get really annoying at times.
/Like me./ Duo thought about the irony. It was something Heero had said about Duo a lot...
/Man, Heero, I wish you were here. Hilde's really annoying the crap outta me. Like I used to annoy you. Now I know why you were always pissed off at me./
Duo smiled for a moment.
/But you had to leave, didn't you? Had to move on, and leave me behind... I really miss you. I wish... I wish you would come back to me... So I could see you again./ Duo's smile had disappeared.
"Duo? Duo... Are you listening to me? Duo?"
" What? Didja say somthin', Hilde?"
"Duo! Why don't you ever listen to me?"
" I'm sorry, Hilde. Just thinkin' about something."
"Heero again, Duo-chan? I say you should forget about him. If he really cared about you, don't you think he'd visit you already? Or at least contacted you?" Hilde instantly regretted her words, for now Duo looked downright miserable.
"Yeah... I guess you're right, Hilde..." Duo smiled at her, but she knew that the once had been pure happiness smile of Duo's had been tainted with depression and sorrow.
"Are you okay, Duo...? I know he was your best friend, but that's nothing to get upset over..."
"I'm just fine, Hilde." Hilde bit her lip. Duo didn't seem okay to her, and he didn't even try to conceal his pain in those few words.
"Come on, Duo. You should be getting to bed. It's really late. I'll visit again in the morning... I think you need some rest."
"Okay, Hilde. I'll be sure to get lots of rest!" Duo cheerfully grinned at her, but both knew it wasn't real.
"Remember, Duo. He's only a friend and he's not likely to show up anytime soon." With that, Hilde left Duo's apartment without another word.
Duo silently brushed his teeth. As he climbed in to bed, he thought about what Hilde had said.
/You're wrong, Hilde./ Duo thought sullenly. / Heero'll show up... One day. I know he will. And if he doesn't, then I'll just have to look for him. And... You're wrong about another thing. Heero wasn't my friend. He was more than that./
***
Quatre laughed happily, the sun's rays glinting off his platinum blond hair. He had always loved these certain outings. He had loved the circus since he was little. Quatre enjoyed the sights, especially with the foreign, and usually exotic animals. And now, for the same reason but in a different way, he loved the circus even more. Quatre smiled and watched this outdoor circus continue their antics for the enjoyment of the crowd. Something worried him, though. The acts were almost over and he had yet to see his very close, perhaps even loved friend perform. He sighed happily and continued watching the trapeze artists sail through the air, some of them seemingly able to fly through the air. Someone watking among the crowds caught Quatre's eye. Sudenly, he recognized them.
"Hey! Over here!" Quatre called.
Trowa and Catherine walked up to Quatre.
"HI, Quatre. How are you doing?"
"Just fine, thanks for asking, Catherine."
"I'm glad to hear that, little one." Quatre blushed at Trowa's use of the nickname.
"What about you guys? How are the both of you? Why aren't you performing?"
"Oh..." Catherine took a moment to sort through Quatre's questions.
"I'm just fine as well, Quatre. And today we decided to take the day off. I do enjoy seeing the delight on people's faces."
"What about you Trowa? How have you been doing?" One of Trowa's rare smiles told Quatre all he wanted to know.
"I'm glad to know that both of you are doing well. Trowa, why don't you come and visit my place? We could chat over some tea."
"I... don't know. I'm probably not allowed, either," Trowa mumbled, somewhat uncomfortably, well aware that he, a clown in the circus, had just been asked to join Quatre, heir to the Winner fortune, for some tea.
"Oh come on!" Catherine teased. "You know you want to. And Quatre wants you to as well. You're not going to deny him that pleasure, are you?"
"But... I'll get into trouble."
"Oh, Trowa! You should go. I know I would, had it been me that was invited. I'll arrange it so you can have a week's vacation." Catherine left, leving Quatre and Trowa alone together. Quatre smiled and hugged Trowa. Trowa, in turn, held Quatre in a loving embrace.
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So how was it? This is like, my first attempt at a fanfic. I sure could use some feedback, so please! R&R! Even flames are welcome! Sorry that it was so short, though. I'm not the kind of person who can sit for hours typing. Don't worry; hopefully, it'll get better as the story continues.
Title: Lost Love
Pairings:1x2 and 3x4...
/.../ : thoughts
This takes place after the Mariemaia War...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
/How many days has it been... I've never felt this way before. I haven't seen you ever since you disappeared. I hope you're happy, though, wherever you are.../
***
Vice Foreign Minister Darlian was in her office, looking out the window. She sighed. She had a meeting to attend with other important people. Not that she hated the meetings, but she felt... empty. She didn't know what to do. All she knew, though, was thet she wanted to hug her love and tell him of all the things that had happened since the war, to hold him and whisper of things only people who experienced love knew about.
/ I wonder if it's true.. Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all... Oh, where are you, Heero...?/
Relena knew that, yes, Heero had been missing for quite a while, and that he was probably dead, but deep within her heart, she knew that she still had a fantasy.. where Heero would come into her office, sweep her up into his arms, and carry her off in to the glowing sunset.
/After all, love always precedes death./
***
Duo shut his eyes. He had always hated the fact that Hilde enjoyed his company. She could get really annoying at times.
/Like me./ Duo thought about the irony. It was something Heero had said about Duo a lot...
/Man, Heero, I wish you were here. Hilde's really annoying the crap outta me. Like I used to annoy you. Now I know why you were always pissed off at me./
Duo smiled for a moment.
/But you had to leave, didn't you? Had to move on, and leave me behind... I really miss you. I wish... I wish you would come back to me... So I could see you again./ Duo's smile had disappeared.
"Duo? Duo... Are you listening to me? Duo?"
" What? Didja say somthin', Hilde?"
"Duo! Why don't you ever listen to me?"
" I'm sorry, Hilde. Just thinkin' about something."
"Heero again, Duo-chan? I say you should forget about him. If he really cared about you, don't you think he'd visit you already? Or at least contacted you?" Hilde instantly regretted her words, for now Duo looked downright miserable.
"Yeah... I guess you're right, Hilde..." Duo smiled at her, but she knew that the once had been pure happiness smile of Duo's had been tainted with depression and sorrow.
"Are you okay, Duo...? I know he was your best friend, but that's nothing to get upset over..."
"I'm just fine, Hilde." Hilde bit her lip. Duo didn't seem okay to her, and he didn't even try to conceal his pain in those few words.
"Come on, Duo. You should be getting to bed. It's really late. I'll visit again in the morning... I think you need some rest."
"Okay, Hilde. I'll be sure to get lots of rest!" Duo cheerfully grinned at her, but both knew it wasn't real.
"Remember, Duo. He's only a friend and he's not likely to show up anytime soon." With that, Hilde left Duo's apartment without another word.
Duo silently brushed his teeth. As he climbed in to bed, he thought about what Hilde had said.
/You're wrong, Hilde./ Duo thought sullenly. / Heero'll show up... One day. I know he will. And if he doesn't, then I'll just have to look for him. And... You're wrong about another thing. Heero wasn't my friend. He was more than that./
***
Quatre laughed happily, the sun's rays glinting off his platinum blond hair. He had always loved these certain outings. He had loved the circus since he was little. Quatre enjoyed the sights, especially with the foreign, and usually exotic animals. And now, for the same reason but in a different way, he loved the circus even more. Quatre smiled and watched this outdoor circus continue their antics for the enjoyment of the crowd. Something worried him, though. The acts were almost over and he had yet to see his very close, perhaps even loved friend perform. He sighed happily and continued watching the trapeze artists sail through the air, some of them seemingly able to fly through the air. Someone watking among the crowds caught Quatre's eye. Sudenly, he recognized them.
"Hey! Over here!" Quatre called.
Trowa and Catherine walked up to Quatre.
"HI, Quatre. How are you doing?"
"Just fine, thanks for asking, Catherine."
"I'm glad to hear that, little one." Quatre blushed at Trowa's use of the nickname.
"What about you guys? How are the both of you? Why aren't you performing?"
"Oh..." Catherine took a moment to sort through Quatre's questions.
"I'm just fine as well, Quatre. And today we decided to take the day off. I do enjoy seeing the delight on people's faces."
"What about you Trowa? How have you been doing?" One of Trowa's rare smiles told Quatre all he wanted to know.
"I'm glad to know that both of you are doing well. Trowa, why don't you come and visit my place? We could chat over some tea."
"I... don't know. I'm probably not allowed, either," Trowa mumbled, somewhat uncomfortably, well aware that he, a clown in the circus, had just been asked to join Quatre, heir to the Winner fortune, for some tea.
"Oh come on!" Catherine teased. "You know you want to. And Quatre wants you to as well. You're not going to deny him that pleasure, are you?"
"But... I'll get into trouble."
"Oh, Trowa! You should go. I know I would, had it been me that was invited. I'll arrange it so you can have a week's vacation." Catherine left, leving Quatre and Trowa alone together. Quatre smiled and hugged Trowa. Trowa, in turn, held Quatre in a loving embrace.
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So how was it? This is like, my first attempt at a fanfic. I sure could use some feedback, so please! R&R! Even flames are welcome! Sorry that it was so short, though. I'm not the kind of person who can sit for hours typing. Don't worry; hopefully, it'll get better as the story continues.