Many Faces

There are many faces in this face,

Many of me to know,

Each person different,

Different people to tell you hello.

There are many talents that you may see,

There are many talents

For the many of me.

Each is perfect in it's own little ways

In little ways they are uniquely made.

There are many stories,

Many lives all of me have lived.

One may be an actress,

Another just a kid.

If you were to know me,

Which may never be

You might just get to

See the many of me.

.....

Dear Readers,

This is a poem made to start off this little fan- fiction, it just seems to fit Heero perfectly in this fic. Also, for those of you who may have been anticipating the sequel to The Past of Trowa Barton, it is now posted and is titled The Secret of Quatre Winner. This story was inspired by a real- life mental disorder called multiple personality syndrome, in which a person's mind may create different lives, and individuals to protect the main individual from certain harm. If you want to read more into the subject, you should look it up on the internet, at your local hospital, or public library. Though many of these cases are caused by abusive homes, it is not retained to being caused by just that. I do not know anyone with this disorder, however, I do enjoy raising awareness of diseases through my fics. I do not own GW, and allow for anyone wanting to use this, or any of my basic ideas for any of my fan- fiction to do so in any way desired by themselves. This takes place when Heero first self- detonates his gundam.

Sincerely Yours,

FB

Chapter 1

"Rodger.", Heero said before pushing the button.

The explosion's energy propelling himself forward by several yards, Duo was yelling something about him being a 'Damn baka.', before Heero lost full consciousness.

.....

"We should retreat, I'll take Heero, and we'll all split up, and lay low for a while.", Trowa suggested, using his gundam to pick up Heero's too still of a form from the ground.

"Got ya, clown boy.", Duo responded in dry humor.

"How'd you know he was a-", Quatre started.

"I just called him that because his gundam looked like a clown itself is all.", Duo's image on the screen gave a shrug.

So, the group divided up, all going in different directions. Trowa would soon land out of sight in a forest not far from the circus's current stop. Then, Catherine may be able to help him clean, and bandage up Heero's wounds.

.....

It was about a week after the incident that Trowa sat looking down frustrated at the comatose pilot. His wounds were not fatal anymore, and yet, he remained still upon the clean, white sheets of the bed. Just as Trowa stood with frustration, he heard Heero shifting and turned around. "Heero?", Trowa asked, stepping over to the Wing pilot's side.

Heero only flinched, and backed away, staring at Trowa in horror. "Please, don't hurt me.", Heero said, sounding childish, "Don't touch me... Please...",

"Heero?", Trowa wondered to himself.

"My name's not Heero, it's Peter.", Heero whispered to Trowa.

Trowa thought for a couple minutes before running over to Catherine. "Catherine, what was that one book you read about? You know a month ago?", Trowa asked.

"One Person, Many Minds.", Catherine answered, "It was about multiple personalities.",

"You should come look at this then.", Trowa told her, bringing her over to where Heero was, "I believe Heero may have what you just said.",

"Hi there Heero, how do you feel now that you're awake?", Catherine asked.

"My name's not Heero, it's Peter.", Heero replied.

"Well then Peter, how're you feeling?", Catherine asked him.

"I'm fine.", he replied simply, "Just don't touch me, touching always hurts.",

"Why does it hurt?", Catherine asked.

"I can't tell you, they say it's a secret, not to tell... Not to tell...", he whispered.

"Who are they?", Catherine asked, being very patent.

"They are Paul, John, Chris, and more but I don't remember their names.", came the answer, "They all say we can't tell Heero's secrets or we'll all get hurt.

"So you know about Heero?", Catherine asked.

"Yes, but he doesn't know about us.", Peter replied, "You have to not tell him about us...",

Trowa came close to touching Heero's hand, when the blue eyes glared up at him. "Don't touch me.", Peter said in a small voice.

"Peter, why can't we tell Heero about you?", Trowa asked.

"Because if he knew about us, he'd remember him.", Peter replied, "We are not suppose to talk about him.",

"That's okay, are you hungry?", Catherine asked, kindly.

"Yeah, I like PBJ's can I have a PBJ? With strawberry jelly not grape, I don't like grape.", Peter said, his eyes lit up at the mention of food, "And juice, anything but grape.",

"Okay, Trowa, you stay here with him, and make sure he doesn't get into trouble.", Catherine told him.

"Where am I anyway?", Peter asked.

"You're at a circus, it's where I work when I'm not... Piloting.", Trowa tried his best to explain without the word gundam put in.

"My Mama and Papa took me to a circus once, I liked going to see it. I especially liked the clowns... They were funny.", Peter told him, "Are you one of those people who have to walk on that rope thingy?", Peter asked.

"No.... Though, I can walk on one if I were asked to.", Trowa answered, just as Catherine came in the room, carrying a tray with a few sandwiches, juice, and cookies for all of them.

Peter ate his sandwich slowly, taking a sip of juice every now and then.

.....

After making sure he was asleep, Trowa, and Catherine snuck out of the room. "So, how do we handle this thing?", Trowa asked.

"We read up, especially you, since you'll be with him more than myself.", Catherine explained, "Tomorrow morning I'll go buy you some books on this matter, and you can read them in your spare time.", Catherine said, "I'm going to bed, you better do the same since we'll have a busy day tomorrow.",

Trowa didn't respond, but just nodded, and walked off to where he was staying.

End Chapter: Please R&R, tell me what you think! ^.^ Can't wait to read your reviews. If you like this psychological stuff and you've watched YGO before you should read my Eight Again story....