Authors note: whenever I get writers block with some of the stories I am doing right now, I just write something that I haven't written in a long time or ever for that matter. I've never tried a Gundam Wing/ Weiss Kreuz crossover before mostly because it has been donkey years since the last time I have seen either of these animes. Anywho I hope those of you who do remember these shows will enjoy the fanfiction. I don't own these shows nor the characters in it, just one of my most favorite hobbies.

Warning: Boys love and romance, rated M for mild violence.

Pairings: Quatre Winner & Omi Tsukiyono, Duo& Heero, mention of Aya & Ken.

My Guardian Angel

Omi Tsukiyono is laying down on his stomach with his laptop in front of him, he speaks to his partner through a two way radio "Bombay to Siberian, Bombay to Siberian".

[Siberian here]

"Mission Accomplished, how's everything on your end".

[All clear, I'm waiting on you]

"You don't have to, start heading back".

[You sure?]

"Yeah don't worry about me, get back to Aya. He's waiting for you" Omi said with a smile.

He could literally sense Ken blushing through the radio [fine, just be careful ok]

"Copy that" Omi said finishing up his transmission. This was a pretty easy mission, despite the fortress being heavily guarded. All he had to do was infiltrate an Oz base which was stationed deep in the forest more then 100 miles away from civilization. The target was Hibiki Sonzo, an arms dealer who sold millions of dollars worth of weapons to not only the Oz regime but also their enemies. Due to the mass production of his weapons, which have become stronger and deadly towards the human race, the entire world was plunged into a year long war. The colonies suffered the most destruction yet there are certain parts of earth that have been spared from the chaos of war. Hibiki has managed to avoid justice thanks to the protection of the Oz regime, so it was time for the boys of weiss to enact their own brand of justice.

Through the bars of the air vent he notices a few Oz soldiers running down the hallway below "Darn" Omi thought to himself "they must have found the body". When the coast was clear he moves forward, sliding along on his clothed stomach as quietly as he could. He eventually found what he was looking for, a small barred door just big enough for him to wiggle his way through. After kicking it out as hard as he could, the door pops out and Omi slides out of the vent and into the hallway. He was lucky enough to land on his feet but wobbles a little forward, his hand hit the door closest to him so he can regain his balance "geez, so much for being stealthy".

"H…..hello?" a gentle male voice echoed through the door Omi was leaning against.

Omi didn't respond at first, but only looked at the door. It was a metal door with a small opening lined with iron bars. He peered through it and noticed a small figure moving around in the darkness of the cell inside. His eyes widened "hello?" he trained his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room; a flash of yellow caught his eye "don't be afraid, I'm here to help. Come closer so I can see you". He usually didn't break protocol like this by sticking around after the kill, but for some reason he knew he couldn't leave this person behind. After a while the figure on the other side moves towards the door, and eventually Omi is greeted to a pair of the most beautiful cerulean green eyes he had ever seen "wow, h…hello" Omi said stuttering a little "are you being held prisoner here?". Omi instantly regrets the question "of course he is stupid, why would he be held in a prisoner's cell if he wasn't a prisoner?"

"Yes I am" the other male said looking at him, his green eyes looked a bit disappointed. Apparently Omi was not the person he was waiting for. His expression turns serious suddenly "you must leave".

"W…what?" Omi said gapping at him "leave? But…."

"Listen to me carefully" the other male said "it's too dangerous here, in approximately 10 minutes this entire facility will….." The sound of footsteps heading their way interrupted their conversation, those cerulean green eyes widened in panic "Please go, leave now".

Omi looks over in the direction of the footsteps and realized the guards were coming. He readied his crossbow and moves away from the door, as the first guard rounds the corner he was met with an arrow through the head. One by one Omi took care of the oncoming guards shooting them all in the head, he was about to run out of arrows but thankfully no one else was coming.

The other male calls out to him in a panicked voice "w…what's going on? Are you alright? Please answer me".

Omi blushes at the concerned expression that met him as he looked through the bars "I'm ok, I took care of them".

"Took care of them?" the other male said confused.

"Just hold on, I'm getting you out of here"Omi said working on the lock on the door, he reaches into his pocket and takes out a lock picking kit. Youji gave it to him for Christmas last year and spent the past couple of months teaching him how to pick locks. "Thank you Youji" Omi said to himself while working on the big pad lock. He finally got it open with little effort and opens the door revealing the other male. Omi's eyes widened a little having finally gotten a good look at the prisoner; the other male was the same age as Omi with blonde hair and fair skin. He was a mere inch shorter then Omi and was wearing a dark blue vest over a light pink long sleeve shirt and beige colored khaki pants. They looked at one another for a while until Omi noticed he was leaning against the door frame "what's wrong?"

"You were supposed to leave" the other boy said frowning a little.

"And I will" Omi said holding out his hand to the blond "but not without you". When the blond hesitated Omi persisted "come on".

"I can't" the blonde said "my foot is broken, just save yours…." He didn't know how and he couldn't tell when but suddenly he found himself in Omi's arms bridal style.

Omi smiles at him and slowly makes his way down the hall "looks like I'm carrying you out". He teetered a little from the additional weight before moving forward trying to pick up the pace.

The blonde blushed and struggled a little against him before remaining still "what is wrong with you? Put me down".

"Shhh" Omi said slowing down and pressing himself against the wall holding the blonde closer to his body "remember we're still surrounded". He noticed the blonde was becoming increasingly nervous and anxious; he smiles at him kindly "I'm sorry, now that I have you I can't let you go". He suddenly blushes realizing what he just said "ah…I mean I have you right now so I can't just leave you here, that's what I meant". When he was sure that no one was coming he moves forward turning the corner and taking off slowly but surely towards the only door he could find ahead of him.

The door led to a staircase, the blonde in his arms sighed, it looks like he was going to be the damsel in distress today whether he liked it or not. He then notices Omi moving towards the railing and his eyes widened "what are you…wait…no". Without another word Omi jumps over the railing and the two fall straight through to the 2nd floor from the 6th.

Omi grabs onto the railing on the 2nd floor and grunts a little as his arm stretches uncomfortably. He still holds the blonde close to him "it's ok, I've got you", he lets go again falling the rest of the way to the first floor. He lands on his feet and stumbles a little but stays on his feet, he stands the blonde upright on his feet "you ok?"

"Yes" The blonde said peeling himself off of Omi. He knew only a few that would actually do something that crazy, "I should be asking you that. What you did was dangerous."

"I…its ok" Omi said moving his arm, and feeling a bone pop back into place. He grinds his teeth keeping himself from shouting a little in pain, he didn't want the blond to see how the fall affected him "it's not like I've never jumped from high places before" He moves ahead towards the door exiting the staircase. Out of no where he produced four daggers in his right hand between each of his fingers "stay here, I'll clear our way".

"W…who are you?" The blonde said, this stranger surprised him more and more by the minute.

"You can call me Omi" Omi said heading for the door "Omi Tsukiyono at your service". He turns to the door and stops for a moment "what's wrong with me? I just told him my real name" he thinks to himself. Today was just full of surprises for him, like the fact that he has spent way too much time in this fortress, openly displayed his skills and weapons in front of a civilian and now revealed his true identity. He sighed and opened the door "what a mess" he walks out into a hangar and turns pale. There were gigantic battle robots, tanks and all terrain vehicles. He ducks behind one of the tanks and checks out the 3 soldiers talking with one another in front of one of the robots. It appears they are guarding the robot, that won't be a problem; his concern was getting them to the motorcycles next to them.

Omi jets out from behind the tank and takes them out in one fatal swoop. Suddenly gun fire erupts out of nowhere and swooshes past his head; he speedily rushes towards the giant legs of the robot and looks upward seeing that another soldier shot at him from the balcony. He ducked from one leg to the other and stayed low behind another tank. All he can hear is the sound of others lurking about and dashed out in the open. The soldier was shocked to see such a bold move but didn't have time to be impressed. Omi's dart imbedded itself in the center of his forehead and he fell off the balcony landing on the ground in front of the other male. He runs speedily back to where his blond friend waited for him, then the alarms went off signaling that the other occupants in the building knew of the intruder.

"O…Omi" the blonde said before being lifted again by the other teen.

"I know what you're going to say" Omi said grinning as he carried the boy over to the closest motorcycle they could find and sat him on the seat "we're both going to make it ok, so don't worry".

The blond looks at his watch and then looks over at Omi nervously "that's not what I was going to say…" Omi uses a dart to pry open the small opening in the front of the bike. Another trick Yoji taught him, hot wiring a motorcycle or a car. These kinds of skills are more for the delinquent sect but for master assassins it came in handy for quick getaways. The bike growled as it rumbled and revved into high gear, he closes the front and gets on in front of the other teen "hold on tight….um….hey that's funny I never got your name".

"It's…..um….Erick" the blonde said hesitantly and wraps his arms around Omi's waist "there's an electronic lock ahead of us. If you can hit it the doors will open".

Omi takes a glance behind him at "Erick", first of all that name didn't even sound like it suited him, secondly how did he know about how to open an electronic lock. As the sound of an army of men heading towards the hangar, both teens knew they were running out of time. It looks like he will have to accept things for the way they are for now, he'll question it later. They take off on the motorcycle and Omi throws a dart at the electric lock Erick pointed out. The hangar doors open allowing the two to make their escape. As they drove Omi can feel Erick's arms tightening around his waist, he focuses on the rode chalking the blonde's actions to nerves.

Erick glances back a little, then glances at his watch "can this thing go any faster? We must distance ourselves from the building as much as possible".

Omi blinks for a moment "yeah I know what you mean"; he revs the bike up increasing the speed so they can go faster "the farther away we get from that creepy place the better". They were at least a mile away before a few Oz soldiers sped towards them. Suddenly a massive explosion erupted behind them as the entire Oz base went up in flames. Omi freaks out a little but struggles to stay focused on the road ahead "what the heck was that?"

"The Oz base exploded" Erick said calmly, he fiddles a bit with something behind Omi's back.

"Exploded? From what?" Omi said confused, "why would it explode out of nowhere? That doesn't make sense".

"May I borrow this for a moment?" Erick said finding what he was looking for; Omi's small crossbow "there are four soldiers behind us, I'll take care of them".

As bullets came flying at them; Omi swerves the bike from side to side dodging the bullets. He was using the side mirror keeping an eye on the machine guns shooting at them. He gives Erick a panicked side glance "be careful with that, you don't know how to use…" he was interrupted by yet another surprise of the night.

Erick calmly shoots an arrow into the front gas tank of the bike directly behind them, as it explodes it blows away the other bike beside it forcing it to rear off the path and deep into the woods. The resounding explosion from that area indicated that it must have run into a tree. More shots come their way and yet again Omi swerves to dodge them. Erick looks behind them, there were two bikes left on either side of them and they were coming up fast "Omi, on the count of three, stop the bike".

"We can't" Omi said "if we stop, we're goners", he suddenly felt Erick whisper into his ear and he fights the blush that colored his face instantly.

"Trust me" Erick said "stop on three"; the enemy bikes closed in on them, one to the right of them the other on the left "two". The machine guns were aimed at the two ready to fire "ONE, NOW". Omi stopped the bike making sure to lean back a bit so that they don't fall over it. He expected the soldiers to shoot each other but they were a bit too smart for that and flew past them. Suddenly two arrows flew from practically over his head and embedded themselves into the backs of the two soldiers directly over their hearts. Both bikes fell over to the side sliding along the dirt road before coming to a halt along with the two corpses still attached to it.

Omi stared at the bodies for a while and was about to check on his own passenger when he realized that Erick was pressed up against his back. His face turned bright red and he swallowed the lump that developed in his throat "t…that was…"

"Thank you" Erick said gratefully handing Omi his cross bow back.

"Y….your welcome" Omi said putting it back in its place in his hip pocket. Erick settles back in his place behind the other teen. He slides his arms around Omi's waist and looks t him expectantly.

"Shall we?" Erick said grinning at him kindly.

"O..ok" Omi said, he starts up the motorcycle again and the two ride out running off the dirt path and into the thick forest. This time around they moved a little slower then usual, it wasn't likely that they were being followed anymore.

Erick contently rode along with Omi until he spots a certain empty area. He is about to request that they stop there but Omi makes the decision for him. The other teen slows down to a stop at a clearing surrounded by tall trees; Erick stays on the bike while Omi gets off. He then smiles kindly at Omi "Thank you so much. I think I can get home on my own from here". Omi props the bike on its brake stand but looks a bit somber at the blonde, Erick looks back at him concerned "what's wrong? A….are you injured?"

Omi looks at him for a while, and then frowns "your name isn't Erick…is it?"

The other blonde's eyes widened as he looks over at him, he then looks away "um….what do you mean?"

"I mean that you are not who I thought you were" Omi said calmly "there seems to be a lot more to you then I thought there was". The two look at one another for a while and Omi breaks the silence for a moment "that base explosion was you weren't it, you didn't seem at all surprised by it. I guess that's what you were trying to tell me when I first rescued you from that cell". He smiles a little as he continued "you're a very good shot, I'm guessing you have experience with a gun". He doesn't get a response from the blonde "your hand to eye coordination is amazing, the way you shot at those guards".

The blonde slowly gets off the bike but doesn't look up at Omi; he sticks his right hand in his pocket. He was feeling around for the paralysis capsules he brought with him for the mission "I should go".

Omi panics a bit "wait, please don't, I'm sorry for putting you on the spot like that".

The blonde looks over at him distressed "no, I'm the one who should be apologizing to you. I didn't mean to lie to you; I just can't tell you the truth right now. It's for your own safety".

Omi smiles fully "it's the same with me too; I wasn't supposed to tell you my real name. I just blurted it out without thinking. I guess I would tell you whatever you wanted to know, if you were the one to ask me". He couldn't fight the blush that colored his face "a….are you another assassin?"

The blonde begins to slowly turn from him "it's best that we separate here, it wouldn't be very wise for us to be seen together". He limps away a little from Omi but is suddenly stopped by a hand gripping his own.

"Please wait" Omi said, after everything they had gone through tonight the last thing he wanted was for this beautiful stranger to suddenly disappear "could you tell me your name?" The blonde still does not look at him, so Omi closes the distance between them but still doesn't touch him any further "come on, please, if…if we're going to be friends from now on I should at least know your name. I mean after all I gave you my name".

"O….omi" The blonde said "I…..my…name is….." he stops himself and gasped looking ahead of him. There were two figures lurking in the shadows; coming towards them. Suddenly a flash of light hits them both but only the blonde knows who they are. The light came from the head lights of a large jeep and the two figures that were heading towards them stood curiously next to the jeep.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" Omi said defensively at the two strangers, his crossbow was ready at hand aimed at them; he thinks they are more Oz soldiers there to capture them.

The headlights were turned off revealing two other teens, one had on a green tank top and black shorts; the other sported a red tank covered by a black leather jacket and blue jeans. Both had brown hair but only one had hair long enough to be braided into a long braid which dangled half way down her bottom.

Omi stood in front of the other blond protectively "don't worry; I won't let them take you back".

The blonde's eyes widened at the gesture "Omi, no…." he looked past Omi's shoulder at the very displeased Japanese teen in the green tank top. His panic sets in as he saw the other teen reach for his gun. Omi drew his weapon first, so according to their training he might have to kill Omi "please, put down your weapon Omi".

"It's ok" Omi smiles at him reassuringly "I'm going to protect you no matter what".

The braided teen chuckles a bit "this guy for real?"

The Japanese teen simply glares at them sternly and points his gun at Omi "he's a problem".

"Omi….."The blonde said grabbing his shoulder; he forced Omi to turn to him slightly.

"W….what is….."Omi starts to ask but is interrupted by something that shocks everyone there. The blonde had his lips pressed against Omi's. They stayed that way at first until Omi felt something push past his teeth and caress his tongue. It was like the flood gates of heaven opened up for him and everything around him disappeared. This beautiful blonde angel kissed him so fully and lovingly, he didn't notice something sliding down his tongue until he eventually swallowed it. His eyes widened as he separates from the blonde "E..Erick" he said in a hushed whisper regaining his breath.

"Quatre" the blonde said pressing himself closer to the other teen in order to whisper to him.

"W….what? Omi said, he suddenly felt his body start to get heavy and his mind slightly disoriented.

"It's Quatre, Quatre Rebarba Winner" he wrapped his arms around Omi's waist "I'll never forget you, Omi Tsukiyono; you're my hero".

Omi's world becomes fuzzy as his body goes completely numb "Quatre? I…..what's happening to me?" he collapses but Quatre supports his weight the best he could on one foot. He gently lowers Omi to the ground and rests his head on his lap. The two other teens by the jeep walk up behind Quatre as the blonde carefully takes off his vest and bundles it to use as a makeshift pillow. Omi's vision darkens until he could no longer see Quatre's face "your name…..it's beautiful…..it suits you".

Quatre blushed and rested the vest underneath Omi's head "thank you Omi". He kisses Omi on the forehead and rests both him and the pillowed vest on the ground "sleep well and be safe".

The braided teen walks over to the side of Quatre and offers a hand "come on, on your feet Romeo".

"Duo, how did you guys find me?" Quatre accepts the hand and allows himself to be lift to his feet. With Duo supporting him, he limps back towards the jeep.

"Miniature homing device in your clothes" Duo said leading Quatre to the jeep "Heero put it in your clothes before you left for the mission".

Heero lowerd his gun put shot Quatre a quick glare "He's seen your face and now knows your name, if we let him live he might…"

"He saved my life Heero" Quatre said sternly matching the others glare "a life for a life, it's only fair". He stayed a bit out of the jeep while looking at heero.

Duo's concern began to increase, the sooner he could get Quatre inside the jeep the sooner they could get out of here "He's got a point hee-chan, he saved Quat so he's obviously not an enemy. There's no harm in letting him live". He looks over at the passed out teen on the ground "besides you used a paralysis capsule right Q?" The blonde nodded, duo looks over at heero "ok, so he might wake up thinking this is all a dream anyway".

Heero looked over at the other two teen, he was obviously outnumbered; after a while he grunts "fine". He gets in the jeep allowing the other two to get in the back, Duo winks at Quatre as the jeep starts and the group drive out of the clearing.

Next Morning

Omi slumbered in the peaceful calm atmosphere of the forest, he was cold but it was a refreshing type of cold. The smell of grass and morning dew wafted his nostrils and he rolled onto his side to get a more comfortable position to continue sleeping. Suddenly his eyes shot open as he realized he wasn't in his room. He rises up into a sitting position and looks around frantically "oh god, how long have I been asleep?" He slowly stands up and looks around; his memory was a bit fuzzy but as he got a good view of the empty area memories of last night started coming back to him "Quatre". He looks behind him at the motorcycle he used the other night and leans against it to access what happened in his head. He started to remember everything, meeting the blonde for the first time, the escape, the reveal that the blonde was not the damsel in distress Omi thought he was and the two men that found them. It started to make sense to him, "Quatre knew those men" Omi thought to himself "he knocked me out so that I wouldn't get killed by them". He couldn't help but feel a bit betrayed but at the same time he was glad that the blonde was safe. He was so lost in thought that he almost missed the sound of his own cellphone ringing, he took it out and answered it "Hello?"

[Omi, thank god you're ok]

"Ken" Omi said his expression lighting up.

[Where are you right now?]

"I'm not exactly sure" Omi said looking around again "I'm a good distance away from the Oz base. Or what's left of it".

[Yeah, our Intel told us about the explosion, we were worried that you might have been trapped inside. Those gundam pilots are no joke.]

"Gundam pilots?" Omi said confused.

[Yeah they blew up the base last night; we got worried that you might have run into one of them. They are trained to kill whoever interferes with their mission.]

Omi stands there not saying anything before whispering something "is that what you are Quatre? A gundam pilot".

[What?]

"Nothing, look I'm on my way home ok?" Omi said before going to start up the motorcycle.

[Ok, we'll see you then]

Omi puts his phone back in his pocket and revs the bike. He drives off to head home and dig a little deeper into finding information on the blond angel he saved that night.

Author end: Well there it is my one shot, I'm thinking of turning this into a full length fanfic continuing on from where this left off. But it depends on how many reviews I get from this. SO IF YOU LIKE IT, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW.