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Gundam W. or the characters in it. They
belong to Bandai and Sunise. Hell, I
don't even own this compter!
Heero's Birthday
Author: Miyoko
E-mail 1: miyoko_san@yahoo.com
E-mail 2: Nryuu77@aol.com
E-mail 3: TyaLynn88@aol.com
Note: I am still writing
Survivor, don't worry, the 5th chapter is just really long. While I was writing chapter 5, I got an idea
for Heero's birthday. Chibikeeper gave
me the inspiration with her story, Trowa's Name. I recommend you read it.
BTW this fic takes place on Peace Million, right after the episodes, and
before Endless Waltz. Enjoy my fic!
"Hey thanks Quatre for this big party", Duo said at his sixteenth
birthday. Quatre had thrown Duo a
surprise birthday party, and Duo was really happy. Everyone was there.
Heero, of course, was being his usual self, and sitting in a very dark
corner with a glass of punch. He was
sitting there pondering to himself when Trowa came up and sat down next to him.
"Hey" Heero 'greeted' him.
"Hm", Trowa replied.
"Hey, Trowa", Heero started.
"Yeah", Trowa again replied.
"Have you ever had a birthday?" Heero asked him.
"No. You?" Trowa asked
back.
"No. Why do they make
such a big deal out of the day they where born? Curse the day I was born.
It's just so damn stupid", Heero commented.
"Hm", Trowa agreed.
Little did he know of the jealousy Heero had for Quatre, Wufei, and Duo,
the yearn he had to have someone love him, not because of the birthday, that
was just stupid, but because he knew how much everyone loved those three
pilots, and cared for them, and would always be there for them more than him, even
Trowa, he had his 'sister', the circus, and the animals. Quatre had his huge family, Duo had Hilde,
and Wufei had his family back in China.
But who did Heero have? No
one. Not one damn person. Not even Relena loved him enough to stay
with him for eternity, to hold him on cold nights, and tell him it was okay
when ever he would have small memories of his mother and father when he was
just an infant. Heero had no one. But who could he tell? Who could he run to? No one.
He was a fighter. He would hold
it in himself until it drove him
mad. He would fight until he couldn't
even move. It was very sad.
Note: Hey, this wasn't like
a real story, I know. It's just so you
can look at it from Heero's point of view, now, I'm sure all of you are
thinking that almost everyone loves Heero, and would do almost anything for
him, well, there are as many people who think the same about Duo, Quatre,
Trowa, and Wufei. I know, I didn't
believe it either. Well, please review
as usual, and go on ahead and flame **brave super hero voice** I can
take it!! **weak little mouse voice** No I can't!! Please!
No flames!!
///_^ =Trowa
@o-o@ = Lady Une
_ = Dorothy
D^I = Zechs (notice the
helmet)
