Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam in it's entirety, But I do own this story idea, all rough drafts, and every character that I made up.

Warning: Yaoi! If you don't like go away. And remember this is an alternate universe fic.

Chapter I: Boys of Summer

Heero's Pov

I sat in my bed, pondering what had happened during the summer. Tomorrow will be the first day of school. But back to the summer. The last day of school, I hooked my best friend Quatre up with another friend of mine, Trowa. But since them, the two have been spending more time with each other, then with me. Not that I mind, I mean I'm extremely happy for those two. But now, I'm left alone in my house with my abusive parents. They were always hitting me, kicking me, and talking about disowning me because me and my fiends were homosexual.

"Heero, get your ass down here you little queer!" Shouted my father.

I got up from my bed and walked downstairs. I got to the bottom of the staircase when something was thrown at me. I was caught by surprise and I fell over.

"It has everything you need for school in it you little faggot."

"Thank you "Father"." I said sarcastically

"Don't talk to me, I didn't say you could talk. Now go back to your fag den."

Fag den. That's what he called my room. I opened my door and sat on a chair. I looked at a picture I had on my wall. It was of Quatre, Trowa, and I. I was standing in the middle smiling while Trowa and Quatre were kissing me on both cheeks. And it got me thinking, the only time I was away from getting beat and being criticized was when all three of us were alone. At school I was constantly beaten, tortured, and made fun of. I had the strength to defend myself, but I was depressed by how much hatred they displayed that I was frozen in fear. And with the abuse I take at home, I'm surprised I'm not dead.

Quatre on the other hand, had it easy. He lives with a foster family that is understanding of what he is. And they are glad that he has found love, they even let Trowa stay there as long as he wants. But, he defended himself, and no one messed with him. But luckily, Trowa, Quatre, and I all share every class together. So hopefully, I have very little to worry about. I was knocked out of my concentration when my phone rang. My parents got me my own phone number so people wouldn't associate me with them. I picked it up.

"Hey Heero! Howya doin'" It was Quatre.

"Hey Quatre. I'm doin fine. Well, as fine as it can get living here. How's Trowa?"

"He's good, I just got finished talking to him. He says he can't wait for tomorrow. Neither can I. How's about you."

"When have I ever been excited about school?"

"Awww, c'mon, you'll be around friends."

"You're right, anything to get away from this hell hole."

"You know you're always welcome here."

"I know, but my parents know where you live. Hey I have to go, I'll seeya tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone. I got up and walked over to my bed. I lifted up the mattress and pulled outa picture. It was of me and another boy. The other boy had short blonde hair and sweet blood red eyes. In the picture we were kissing. The boy's name was Yoh. We were boyfriends about a year and a half ago. But one night Him and I were out on a date. We were walking each other home when we were stopped bye a gang of men. They wrestled us to the ground and started to beat on us.

One of them had pulled out a gun and shot Yoh twice in the chest. Then they aimed at me. They heard a car coming down the road and took of. I got up and ran towards Yoh, but it was too late. For he was dead. I lifted up his body and walked to the police station. The police never found the suspects, and I've never loved anybody since. There was no on like Yoh, and he's gone now. I started to cry, and I ended up crying myself to sleep.

Well there's chap one. I hope you enjoy!

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