Gravity Zero by: B.J.B. Freya-sama
Pairings Represented: Heero/Duo (shounen-ai: Main) Wufei/Relena (hetero: side-major) Hilde/Cathy (shoujo-ai: side) Treize/Une, Zechs/Noin, and Trowa/Quatre (side-minor.) More very minor pairings in the line, too.
Rating: PG-13 / T
Genres: Dramatic, Humorous, Heavily Introspective, and (hopefully) a bit of Suspenseful. And yeah, duh, Romantic (but you already knew that.) ;D
Warnings: Alternative Universe, violence, cursing, no sex, but there may be some nudity. Probably a few prejudice issues to add to the conflict. Forgive me if I throw in an inside joke or two. A few characters made "bad guys" (but they were bad guys in the series anyway, so no canon defied there.) There'll be absolutely no character-bashing.
Setting/Plot/Cast: This story's set in a random, modern town in New England near the coastline (state + town undecided.) This is where our vagabond protagonist, Heero Yuy, makes a group of diverse friends, whom he slowly comes trust and strongly care for.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to its respectful owners. I am making no profit off of this piece whatsoever.
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Part Zero-One: Last Impression - Prologue
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I've spent most of my life on the run, right now being the latest example. With half my life left behind in that quaint old city, I run. It always has to end like this, for someone who grew up with a fake name; a fake life. Via Odin Lowe, Heero Yuy has officially been erased from all data banks. I don't exist once again.
I used to enjoy the idea of not existing in the world; that way, no one would feel the need to connect with me. If anyone asked me my name, I'd come up with the perfect alias, and they'd accept it. However, Heero Yuy had become quite guy to others, thus my leaving half my life behind.
I know they won't forget me, and I almost regret my selfish weakness because of it. She wouldn't leave me alone; she was the one who wanted to become "friends" and I knew it wouldn't last. I'd eventually have to run out on her, leaving her all alone in her miserable, sheltered life. Emphasis on "almost" regretting it, though. She's not alone right now; the last I saw of her, she was gripping her fiancé's hand. They'd resolved quite a fiery dispute, inadvertently due to an accident I had... so I guess I played my part in making sure she wasn't alone when I had to skip town yet again. It's the least I could do; without her, five more years of my life would've been lonely.
But, I had to leave it all, including her. Once again, I'm running. Once again, I have no name. I dropped off the face of the earth the moment she shook my hand good-bye. The cops would be looking for us after that fire was put out. Lowe was such an idiot for getting cornered like that, but he did come through for me in the end. I was also an idiot, for getting stuck in the hospital while Lowe was having his problems. I couldn't put his sacrifice in vain, so I had to take off. She understood, but I could still see tears in her eyes.
I've driven Deathwing about thirty miles west from there; only two thousand-nine hundred-seventy to go, if we make it. This damn rain and all the fog isn't helping any. It does reflect my mood perfectly, though. I didn't want to leave her; she was half my life.
It's not all bad, I suppose. Without me around, I don't have to worry about her getting into trouble. The liberal mayor's daughter having anything to do with a vagabond redneck orphan would have the academy doing back flips in their underwear. No one, aside from her brother and fiancé, knew we were friends. She tried to show the school what we were, and I chose to ignore her; neither of us needed the added attention. I was too introverted and independent for any kind of friendship, as everyone assumed. I never realized how much I hated being alone, until she went abroad during summer break. I kissed her when she returned, but she didn't return it. I wanted to convey how much she meant to me somehow, and that was the first thing that came to mind. I had no interest in becoming romantically involved with her, and she knew it; I had to keep her out of danger.
She wasn't the only one who had such a strong impact on me, however. Lowe was the only guy who ever encouraged me to call him "Dad." That foolish old man made a critical mistake that initiated my needing to skip town, though if it weren't for him, I would've probably spent the last five years sleeping in a box, or even worse, a foster home. I hated being in the presence of foster parents, since that's precisely what I was running from in the first place. Being controlled by adults isn't my style, and I've outsmarted too many in my day. Now at eighteen, there's nothing they can do to me. You could say my life is complete, save for one thing.
Duo Maxwell, sitting to the right of me with his eyes clamped shut. He spent three sleepless nights trying to finish this car, after Gravity and Zero were completely totaled. Had he not been accompanying me, the other half of my life would have been left behind as well. I never would've guessed that Duo of all people could cross the line that She simply could not. Heh, I hated him before I even knew him, then I loved him before I even knew myself. Just when Heero Yuy was truly about to be born, he had been aborted, and I had to run once again.
At least I didn't have to go alone this time.
TBC
Author's Note: This was going to be a submission to Natea's Canon Ball Run, but I just wasn't able to finish it in time, so I'm posting it here. For the most part, GZ's going to be a Heero-centric fic, seeing as he's my favorite character. I know the plot doesn't look very original, but this is a story told through my eyes, so I hope you'll give the rest of it a chance.