Ok. I'm taking a break from my other story to put up this one. This came to me reading one of my poems so I'm going to see where it leads. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I wish I did, but I don't. So don't sue me. I can guarantee ya won't get much money from me. Now the poem at the end is mine so please no takie without permission.
Now just to let you know this might get a little out of character from the actually Gundam Wing world. I'll try to keep the pilots in character, but the world they live in may be slightly different.
I have also changed the ages of the Gundam pilots.
Quatre: 18
Trowa: 19
Heero: 18
Wufei: 19
Duo: 18
Now on with the story!
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Chapter 1
A Small Child
Looking out of my window I noticed something strange. Rushing down to see what it could be I ignored the strange looks my friends gave me. Running through the garden and past the field by my home I ran for the meadow. As I approached the meadow I could hear soft sobbing. Quietly approaching the sounds I looked at what was before me. A little girl with golden hair in a ponytail sat all alone in need of comfort. Coming closer to the girl she looked at me and all I could do was smile at her with heart felt concern in my eyes. Looking up into my eyes and seeing the smile on my face she stood up running towards me. Kneeling I scooped up the crying child and held her as she wept. There was something special about her but I couldn't place it. She seemed so alone and scared. Wondering to myself why I had even ran out here I asked her for her name. Looking up with crystal clear green eyes she said in a sad voice that could melt the hardest and coldest of hearts. "Hope, my name is Hope." And nothing more was said as she passed out from exhaustion in my arms.
Standing up and cradling her in my arms I headed back to my house. As I neared my friends came out with worried expressions and surprise at what I carried.
"Master Quatre, who is that?" a tall man with brown hair and beard asked.
"Her name is Hope. I found her out in the meadow crying. I think she may be an orphan, Rashid." Quatre said looking at little girl sleeping in his arms.
"We'll ask her just to be sure when she wakes up, all right Master Quatre." Rashid said, "But till then lets put her in one of the guest rooms."
"Thank you my friend." Quatre replied walking into the house which was actually a beautiful mansion far in the country.
Heading to the nearest guestroom he placed the child in the bed and tucked her in. Turning around he noticed Rashid had a worried expression on his face. Closing the door behind him he turned to Rashid. "What is worrying you Rashid?" Quatre asked worried.
"Master Quatre, if she is an orphan you plan to care for her don't you." Rashid stated more than asked looking directly at Quatre awaiting his answer.
"Yes, I think I am. I'm not sure why really, but I just feel like this is something that I just have to do." He replied to his old friend
"If you wish to care for her then do it because you want to and not because you feel you have to Master Quatre." Rashid told the young blonde before him.
Thinking for a moment he realized that Rashid was right. Did you he want to care for her or did he feel that he had to? Searching his heart he came to a conclusion and looked at Rashid with determination. "I want to. I really want to take care of her if she has no family." Quatre said. Smiling Rashid placed his hand on Quatre's shoulder. "Good. That is all I wanted to know, but we are still fighting. It will be hard to care for her."
"Yes you are right, but we will think of something." Quatre replied "Well let's start dinner and hopefully she will wake up by then." Nodding in agreement Rashid followed Quatre proud at how his young Master was growing. **Your father would be so proud of you right now. I just know he would.**
Dinner was ready and Quatre went to see if Hope was awake. Opening the door slightly he peered in. Looking at the bed he noticed that she was just starting to wake up. Walking to the side of the bed he waited for her to fully awake. Opening her eyes she saw the young man from earlier. "W..who r u." Hope asked slightly frightened. Noticing her fear Quatre quickly reassured her. "You're in my home. I found you crying earlier and then you fell a sleep. So I brought you here. Are you all right? Do you want me to call your parents?"
Hearing the part about parents the little girl began to cry again. "Mom..my! Mommy left! S..She's with Daddy now!" and she began to cry harder. Quatre immediately gathered the girl into his arms and held her while she cried. "Do you have any other family?" Quatre asked after she had calmed down a little. She just shook her head no and was ready to cry again. Changing the subject quickly he decided to ask her some other questions. "So how old are, Hope, that's your name right?"
"I'm six years old." She said and nodded her head in agreement to her name. "Really your six. You sound so much older than that." Quatre replied surprised.
"Uhh huh. Mommy always said I was really smart for my age." Hope replied back and her eyes started to water remembering her mother. Seeing this Quatre decided to ask something else. "Are you hungry? Dinner is ready if you are." All the answer he got was a small growl. Laughing a little Quatre looked at Hope, "I guess you are. Well lets' go eat." And he picked her up and headed to the dining room.
Upon entering all the Maguanac Corps that were seated at the table looked up at their young Master and the little girl smiling. Heading to his normal chair Quatre noticed another chair beside his that normally wasn't there. Smiling at their initiative he placed Hope in the chair and sat down.
"Hope, these are my friends the Maguanac Corps. Everyone this is Hope." Quatre said. Smiling at Hope they all said a cheerful hello. Stammering a little Hope said hello back.
"So little miss what would you like to eat?" Rashid asked her kindly. Looking at the 'big man' as she had dubbed him in her mind she replied "Anything, but vegables (Spelled wrong on purpose)." And looked at him hopefully. The others just chuckled hearing what she said about not wanting vegetables, remembering when they were that young.
Smiling at her Rashid left and brought back a plate of food, which did contain vegetables though not a lot. Seeing the vegetables Hope grimaced and looked at Quatre. "Do I havf to eat them?" She asked pleading. Smiling even more he shook his head yes.
"Yes their good for you." Quatre said
"Are you gonna eat some too?" Hope asked noticing he didn't have any vegetables on his plate.
Quatre grimaced slightly and sighed. "Yes I'm going to eat some to." Quatre told her. Hearing this the Maguanac Corps all laughed knowing Quatre wasn't fond of the spinach. But Quatre wasn't done talking and with a humorous glint in his eyes he continued. "And so are they." Pointing at the Maguanac Corps, who all had stopped laughing hearing his words, and started to grumble.
"Ok I'll eat it" Hope said taking a bite of her spinach as the others were putting it on their plates.
After dinner Quatre, Hope, and Rashid went to the living room. "Hope, are you sure that you don't have any family." Quatre asked gently knowing he was bringing up a painful subject. Hope just shook her head no. Looking at Rashid he noticed he was shaking his head in approval. "Well Hope would you like to stay with me and the others." Hope just looked at him.
"I can stay with you?" Hope asked
"Yes." Quatre answered her "I could adopt you and you would become part of my family."
"Could I call you Papa?" She asked sweetly and hopefully. Rashid nearly choked and Quatre looked shocked.
"Wouldn't you rather call be brother or Quatre?" he asked hopefully.
Hope just shook her head no. "I wanna call you Papa. You don't want me to call you Papa?" she asked him getting ready to cry. Not wanting her to cry again, Quatre quickly reassured her. "Its' ok if you want to call me Papa, right Rashid" Quatre said turning his head to look at Rashid. Rashid was still in a state of shock, but noticed Quatre looking at him.
"Eh? Uhh yes Master Quatre." Rashid replied confused. Hope just smiled at them both and hugged Quatre with delight. Noticing Rashid still looked funny Hope looked at Quatre and asked, "Is Uncle Rad ok?"
Quatre laughed at what Hope called Rashid and told her he was just fine. Looking at the time Quatre took Hope up to her room. "Its' time for bed little one."
"But I'm not tired." Hope said yawning.
"Yes you are." Quatre said and helped her get dressed. Tucking her in bed he kissed her forehead
"Goodnight little one."
"Night Papa." Hope replied sleepily
Quatre smiled down at her and closed the door leaving her to sleep.
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Here's the poem that I wrote when I was 14 and gave me the idea for this story.
Hope
As I look through my window
I see something strange.
I rush down to see what it could be.
I run through the garden
I run through the field
In the meadow I see
What could only be one thing
A special kind of friend one could have
A little child all alone
A child in need
This child looks upon me
I smile at this child with all my heart
The child stands and runs towards me
I kneel to take this child so alone
And I let this special child weep.
This small child all alone
This small child so frightened
This one child so special
This one child so many depend on
This child called Hope.
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