It was December 1st, AC 205; and snow was gently falling over the city of London. All around the city, people were on their way home from work, or on their way to work. A few Christmas decorations had began to appear over the city since the morning.
A young man was walking home after a long day that had begun at 5am. He stood at about 6ft, built quite well and had messy brown hair. He wore simple dark blue jeans, trainers and a zipped up leather jacket. His name was Heero Yuy; the ex Wing Zero Gundam pilot.
As he walked along, he looked around. He loved this city. Since the end of the war, he'd lived almost everywhere- in almost all of the colonies; Japan; New York; Hong Kong; Australia, and even in Canada. But his heart was always in London. All of the other pilots lived either in London, or just outside. Duo was living in Kent with Hilde working as a mechanic, and they had a baby on the way. Trowa was living in Camden, running a circus school and was in a long relationship with a teacher of the primary school next door to his circus school. Wufei was living in Camden as well, with a girl he claimed was not his girlfriend- even though everyone knew that she was. Quatre was also living in Kent, in a mansion on the outskirts with several of his sisters and their husbands, partners or boyfriends. There were several children in the house as well. And then there was her...
Every June and December, Quatre threw an extravagant party for everyone he knew. They were always wonderful things. And every few weeks, the six pilots met up for a night of good food, too much alcohol, and to talk about past battles. Originally five, the sixth pilot has joined them in AC 198, just before Christmas. And she was the girl he couldn't bear to think about...
Her name was Rhio Maxwell. She was Duo's twin sister. The pair, before Duo had the drugs that kept him at his height and weight stopped, had been 99% identical. The only difference was her eyes- she had bright green eyes, and the fact that she had breasts. But that was easily taken care of with contacts and binding. Many a time had Duo and Rhio causes trouble for their enemies. Both of them could mimic each others voices, and they became a legendary pair over the final years of the war.
Rhio lived quite close to Heero, but he never had the courage to go and visit her. His feelings for her... From the moment he'd laid eyes on her that snowy December morning seven years ago; he'd been infatuated with her. He'd never admitted it to anyone, how could he? Duo was his best friend, as were all the pilots. But Rhio... She was beautiful. They had first met her at Doctor J's base in Toronto. She'd come straight from space, in her Gundam; 006, Black Swan. She had worn a tight black space suit, and the second she took her helmet off and let her hair (which was the same length as Duos) down her back, and smiled at him and the other pilots; he'd been a goner. She had a large cut across her cheek, and a slightly bruised face from a previous battle. Duo had instantly fussed over her, but she had brushed him off insisting she was fine.
He'd been speechless when she'd introduced herself to him and shaken his hand. He swore that she'd blushed slightly. But he'd dismissed it, there was no way she could be blushing from meeting him. It taunted him for years. Had she? Hadn't she? He didn't know.
He'd barley said two words to her while they lived in the base. Not until those two nights... The best nights of his life. It was something that he thought of, and often...
Heero arrived at this flat and walked up the 8 flights of stairs to his tiny flat. He let himself in and switched the light on. His flat was basic- living room/ kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and a small study. It was cheap, and in a block of flats that was well known for having quiet residents. The majority of the people that lived in the flats had been there forever; or were children of people who had been there forever. Heero could easily afford a large flat, his job payed him well more than he felt he deserved, but he preferred the quiet life of this place. His neighbours were wonderful, and he'd often been asked to join them for numerous events.
Heero went into the bathroom and turned the shower on, stripping off his clothes and throwing them onto the floor. He stood there for a moment, letting the water heat up before stepping in and letting the water run over him.
He wondered what life would be like if maybe, after those two nights with Rhio, he had talked to her about it. Those nights... Heero dreamt about it often. He thought about them constantly. It drove him to the point of insanity...