Disclaimer: If I were to own Gundam Wing, I woud've put in more Zechs x Noin scenes.. :D hehe..& prollli put this story in there too…

- Mixed Emotions -

~ c a t h y ' s  p o v ~

I shouldn't have gone to his place today. I saw Ms Peacecraft. Seeing her upsets me, & infuriates me, 'coz she's taken the heart of the man I want. I take my time as I walk over to the edge of the cliff. Sometimes, I wish that I had the guts to jump of it. How wonderful that would be…After all, what is life living for if the man I love already loves another? Quatre Raberba Winner…I sigh at the thought of his arms wrap around my waist..then..I shake my head violently, have I gone insane? I look up at the starless night sky, as tears blur my vision. Get a grip girl, there isn't any point in daydreaming if you already know that that Relena woman has taken his heart. Of course it is obvious who he would choose her over me. She is well mannered. I'm an outspoken bitch. She is more beautiful than a Porcelain doll. I am uglier than a whore try hard. The list goes on…

~ e n d  c a t h y ' s  p o v .. r e l e n a ' s  p l a c e ~

Dear Journal,

I went over to Quatre's place today. I don't know why, but even the slightest glimpse of him creates butterflies in my stomach. But I shouldn't have gone to his place today. I saw HER. Even thought it is selfish of me to perceive her as my "nemesis," I can't help it. But should I be feeling this way? I always thought that I loved Heero, but when he & Dorothy announced their engagement, I realised that I didn't. No feelings. Nothing at all. Strange isn't it? But never have I experienced this way with Heero, as I have with Quatre. But could he really love me? He always masks his feelings. Just like Heero, except in a different way. Heero does it with coldness, but Quatre masks his emotions with a smile, so I can't feel anything. He doesn't send out any vibe, other than that mask of warmth. Never have I felt the way I feel with Quatre as with Heero. Maybe it was just a little crush? Yes something like that, I guess, I was blinded by my stupidity, liking him because he was/is 'perfect.' Of course, no one in the world is perfect, except..maybe..Quatre.

It's getting late, & I don't want Milliardo or Noin to see me writing in this. Good night.

After the political icon returned her journal to its hidden confinement, she slipped into her silk-covered bed. The fantasy of a certain Arabian gentleman's toned body pressed against her back, added with his sturdy arms around her small waist, fresh in her mind as she drifted to sleep.

~ e n d  r e l e n a .. q u a t r e ~

The blond male continued switching sides, unable to sleep. His mind continued torturing him with every memory he had of the woman he adored. Her eyes. Her lips. Her smile. Her voice. Her character. Her figure. Her scent. Everything of her. Her. Her. Her. Could it be possible I love her? Quatre asked himself, looking at the moonlit ceiling. Silently, he slid out of his warm bed & walked over to his balcony, which overlooked the sea. The gentle sea breeze stroked his bare, well-toned torso as he viewed the picturesque scene in front of him.  If I can't get her out of my head now, this is gonna be a long night...the colonist sighed to no one in particular.

So watcha think guyZ? Like? Probably not..But this IS my first GW fic you know…Reviews..plZ?