Title: Everlasting Love 1/

Title: Everlasting Love 1/?

Author: Mary Ann

Pairing: 1xR, 2xH, 3+4+OC (LOVE TRIANGLE!), 5+S

Warning: shonen ai, yaoi, lemon (eventually), OOC, AU, OC, angst, sap, and squick.  (Whooh!!!  I hope that's everything!)

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is the copyright of Sunrise, TV Asahi & Bandai. The only things that I own are any original characters that might pop up every once in a while. I am making no money off this story.  Do not sue.  I have no money.

Setting: AU, shortly after EW. 

Ratings: PG right know, eventually NC-17

Archive: YES!!!  Just ask me. Currently at Fanfiction.net...eventually at my site!

Authors Notes: This is essentially a Quatre fic.  However, I won't neglect the others!  I am introducing a new character.  Her name is Sarit Arania Kormit.  She is from the same colony as Quatre.  Her father is a landowner.  Their family is almost destitute at the beginning of this story.  This is very important to understanding the motivations of her father.  Also, bear with me on some of the details.  I haven't seen all of Gundam Wing yet, so some of the details may be wrong.  If they are, please let me know and I will fix them!

Prologue

L4 Colony

Darkness fell quickly on the L4 colony.  Nightingale song filled the night air.  The Winner Family Garden Estate was known for its many beautiful and wondrous sights.  Large aspen and fir trees gave shade in the summertime.  Marble benches were placed at every corner.  The gardens were always filled with soft sounds.  Soothing to a troubled heart.

Youl Rashed Kormit saw none of this as he paced back and forth, waiting.  Youl was one of the few landowners in the L4 colony.  His family had owned their strip of land for generations.  Ever since L4 was first colonized.  Now, however, the land had cease to produce.  The family had hit hard times.  Their export, grains, such as barley and wheat, were no longer growing properly.  Every harvest seemed to be a disaster. 

Youl had tried everything.  But nothing he did would make the fields grow.  Not without help.  The land itself was vast and the soil was good.  Generations of growing on the same fields without rest, however, had tired the earth.  Without the necessary nutrients to replenish the soil, the fields would wither and die. 

Problem was, nutrients cost money.  More money than Youl had.  There was barely enough money to provide food for his family.  No, this was the only solution if his family was to survive.

The presence of his appointment halted any stray thoughts.  He stared, aghast, at the man when he had finished speaking.  Was this the price, then, that he would have to pay to insure his family's survival?

A moments thought, and his decision was made.  "So be it.  If that is what you require, then it shall be done."

The strange man left without a word.  Youl Kormit only hoped that he had not made a mistake.

Chapter 1 - The Summons

Earth

Quatre Raberba Winner watched as his fellow Gundam pilots relaxed.  They were all on leave now.  The Mars Project was going well.  They had been working on this project with Zechs Merquise and Lucrezia Noin for over a year now.  It was hard work, but they all enjoyed it.  This project would help heal the rift between Earth and the colonies. 

Also the rift in their own hearts, Quatre hoped.  All five of them had been through so much.  He looked upon his fellow pilots.

Duo Maxwell.  The chestnut braided pilot was currently trying to convince his girlfriend, Hilde Schbeiker, to come into the pool with him.  Duo had a tendency to talk a great deal.  This had always irritated the other pilots, but Quatre thought that it was amazing.  Especially in light of how little air there was in a Gundam.  How Duo never managed to suffocate from lack of air was beyond him.

Quatre looked to his right and there was his best friend, Trowa Barton.  Trowa was a circus clown in the local circus.  Along with his sister Catherine Bloom, they made an odd pair.  Trowa's brown hair and green eyes contrasted with his sister's red hair and violet eyes.  Trowa was currently in a discussion with Catherine about the lions at the circus.  Or, rather, Catherine was speaking and Trowa was listening.

Quatre smiled.  His life hadn't been the same since he met Trowa.  Most of the time, he didn't understand his feelings toward his friend.  Quatre shook his head.  Time to think of that later.  A loud voice interrupted his thoughts.  He looked at the far side of the pool.  There was Sally Po, brandishing a net the pool cleaners used.  In front of her was the third Gundam pilot, Chang Wufei. 

Wufei was screaming at Sally.  Nothing new there.  Everyone knew his views on women.  "Keep that thing away from me, you onna!!!"  Quatre giggled at the look of outrage on the Chinese pilot.

Just as Quatre was about to turn away, Sally got the upper hand.  She pushed the pole with all her might and sent Wufei tumbling into the pool.  Everyone started to laugh at the sight of a sputtering Wufei.

All except for the last pilot.  Quatre wondered if he ever laughed.  Heero Yuy sat in a lounge chair ignoring everyone.  Beside him sat Relena Peacecraft.  The current Vice Foreign Minister sat reading her ever present romance novel.  Relena was on leave along with the rest of the pilots.  It was rare that she got to spend time with them.  Even rarer when she and Heero were able to be together.  After the Mariemaia incident, Heero had spent his time as her bodyguard. 

Relena knew that that wasn't the life for Heero.  He could do so much more with his life.  Being a bodyguard, even if it was hers, was an insult to his intellect.  When the Mars Project came about, Relena suggested that he be in charge of the security for the project.  He reluctantly agreed.  Ever since then, both had been swamped with work.  And neither had been happier.  Despite the weeks and months that they were apart, their relationship was stronger for it.

All this went through Quatre's mind when he received a vidcall.  That was unusual. 

"Hey, Quatre!  Tell them to go away!  Were on vacation!"  Yelled Duo.  Quatre grinned and gave a thumbs up sign.

"Will do!"  Quatre walked into the spacious house that he owned.  Walking into his office, he closed the door for some privacy.  Sitting at his desk, he initialized the link.

Quatre stared disbelieving at the screen.  What could he possibly want?

"Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, Nephew.  How are you?"

"Fine" was the curt reply.

"Good.  Good.  How's business?"

Quatre sighed.  "What do you want, uncle?  You didn't make this call to see how I'm doing."

Safir Kor Winner watched his nephew for a moment.  Quatre was far from the shy, reserved young man that left the L4 colony when he was 15.  He was a man grown, in full possession of his mind and desires.

"I can see that you have grown, Quatre.  Very well.  I will not mince words with you.  I require your presence at once.  I have a very delicate situation about to unfold, and I need your expertise in the matter."

Puzzled, Quatre asked, "What matter?"

"It is a personal matter.  I cannot discuss it over a vidcall.  Please come home at once."  The pleading in his uncle's voice and eyes was enough to convince Quatre.  He nodded.

"All right, uncle.  I'll be home soon.  Take care until then."

After the call ended, Quatre sat back and contemplated the situation.  What could be so urgent?

"Is everything okay, Quatre?"

The voice shook Quatre out of his thoughts.  Looking up, he smiled.  Trowa Barton, his best friend, stood in the doorway.  Uncrossing his arms, Trowa walked in and sat in the chair across from Quatre.

"I don't know.  My uncle called.  He's never called me before.  He seemed…" Quatre stopped, at a loss for words.

"Anxious?"

Quatre looked at Trowa intently.  "Yes, that's it exactly!  Anxious.  I have never seen him like that before.  Ever since I left home to battle OZ, Uncle has never once contacted me.  When I left, I went against everything my father and uncle believed in.  He has never approved of my fighting.  He thinks I should have stayed home and not gotten involved.  That's why when I left, I disinherited myself.  I knew that if I didn't, it would cause unnecessary pain for my family."

Trowa nodded.  He knew all of this from before.  "Then why contact you?"

"I don't know.  Maybe he wants to forgive and forget.  Whatever the reason, I can't just ignore him.  I'll have to go."

"But you don't want to."  Quatre shook his head no.  "I have a suggestion, then.  Since everyone is on leave, why don't we go with you?"

Quatre's eyes widened.  "ALL of you?!"

"Sure, why not?"

Trowa and Quatre look up at the figure of Duo Maxwell.  Duo's long braid swings behind him as he enters.  "Sorry for eavesdropping, but I agree with Trowa.  We could all use a vacation."  He grins devilishly.  "Besides, it'll give me a chance to sweep Hilde off her feet."

Quatre laughs.  Trowa just looks amused.  "Do you think Wufei and Heero would go for it?"  Quatre queries.

"Sure.  If anything, it'll get Wufei away from all of the 'immoral women' around here!"

"What about Heero?" Trowa asked.

Duo grows serious all of a sudden.  "He'll come too.  Relena has to leave today.  There's an emergency situation that she has to see to.  I'm sure he won't want to be alone.  Besides, it'll be better for him to be depressed with us, rather than by himself."

This wasn't new to any of them.  Heero Yuy, the 'Perfect Soldier,' was smitten with Relena Peacecraft.  Completely.  For Heero to be depressed, it would be hell for anyone to be around him.  Except the other Gundam pilots.  They were all use to his mood swings.

Quatre smiled at Trowa and Duo.  It would be good to have them around for moral support.  "Well, what are we waiting for?  Let's go!"