To be perfectly honest this idea came to me as a happy dream when I was half awake this morning it is now 2:07 A.M. EST some of you may be asking why are you still awake while others why wait so long to start typing it out? Why is because right now I have ten or so other fics that need updating and I worked a little on them while I worked on posts for the wolf RPG site I play on and own, link will be posted at the end. So you see I was busy until now that and the idea had to build onto itself in the back of my mind. As for why I am still awake...see I'm a night owl in fact this kitty won't curl up into a bed for a few more hours.

This fic started when I downloaded a Gundam Wing AMV, Anime music video, to Megalomaniac almost all Endless Waltz. It has voice clips so...If you like Heero and Wufei you should download it and I do not mean as a pairing ok? This is yet another 1x3x1 fic I know I'm doing a lot of these lately but I found this Japanese site and...All you 2x3x2 fans don't you worry I'm updating a lot of my past 2x3x2 stuff and I should have something new by October. If not just shot me OK? You could offer me treats to I know they aren't real but they still make me happy.

This fic is not Betaed so if you wish to fix it just ask otherwise shut up unless it's a big mess up.

WarNinGs: Shounen-Ai content, Blood, OOCish, Guns, Real Action Movie bullshit, Trying something new well for me anyway.

Aishi Say

"…become stronger in life." From some Army recruitment commercial lets just say I have anger issues, like Aisha, and giving me an M class weapon would be a bad idea. Hell a P 90 would be a bad idea but all I have is a 12 gauge and few hunting riffles and a .22 and two abandoned strip mines behind by house so life is good.

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'I'll never kill anyone ever again. I don't have to anymore.' Cobalt blue orbs watched letters scroll across the screen as his fingers flew the sound of an M16 was constant background noise from in front of him. The last of the codes where sent everything was set their mission was almost done. He had hopped that truly the war they had fought for so long was over but no a new group called the ASA had formed tearing away at the Sanq's reputation as their rebel friends the AGA tried to tear apart the Gundam literally. The AGA were fools really but well funded fools where the ASA used only words and footage the AGA used anything they had. Once the AGA was defeated no one would be left to cause major problems only then could blood soaked hands find time to dry. Joining the Preventors had seemed the only logical choice for all six Gundam pilots but Heero often wondered if the phrase 'Gundam's protect' was true. They had been built for genocide, they had started war, and now they were protectors of the Alliance. 'Perhaps protecting is our way of repenting for all the evil we have done and still do when we must? I've been spending too much time with Duo and Quatre.' At the thought of Quatre Heero looked up watching Trowa the pilot most like him in thought and emotion. The taller pilot aimed with narrow cat akin eyes with such automatic tracking it was obvious it was second nature to him. Trowa could use any gun as Heero could but Heero had been trained with a handgun and so preferred it while Trowa's childhood weapon had been much larger. He was quite comfortable with the gun type his alter ego was he just shot what he had he been ordered to without conscious thought. The gun click and Trowa tossed the empty magazine away before snapping a new on into place and disabling another truck exploding it's gas line as it skidded on it's side.

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"Do not let them get away do you understand? Those devils must be killed at all costs!" An older man in his late fifties screamed into a walkie-talkie as he looked out his office's windows at the truck speeding away and those he commanded giving chase. "Leave no trace!"

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"We won't sir leave it to me and my men there will be nothing left but ash to be placed in a urn as a trophy." A younger man in his mid thirties said clean cut clearly ex-military of some sort his truck was near the back but he was not concerned they were boys after all. His arrogance was soon shattered when one by one his trucks where disabled and destroyed his brave men gunned down like rabid dogs. "KILL THEM NOW!"

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"AHHHH!" A driver screamed as the truck right in front of him burst into flames flaming men running mad as he swerved hitting two the one's head smashing into his windshield still screaming. "CHRIST?" He cried kicking the sobbing man away only to tip over skidding. "RUN!" It did not take long for the men to run jerking as bullets tore through ligament, bone, organs, whatever got in their way dropping them when their work was done. "Mary Mother of CHIRST!" The driver ducked down hoping if he looked dead he would survive this. "Just stay down, down, down..." He screamed as a wave of flames shoot out from the exploding truck engulfed him you cannot hide from Death when he comes on his pale horse for you.

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The commander of thirty something growled in frustration his men were dieing he leveled his own gun shooting even as his own truck was crashed into. "DIE!" He screamed as he was thrown back neck snapping on impact silencing him forever.

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Heero blinked when a lucky shoot clipped Trowa's left leg but it went unnoticed when one truck crashed into another before blowing anyone smart enough to jump and run were gunned down as dark blood soaked through light denim. The Japanese youth removed the bandana he had tied around his arm knowing he would need it latter and tied it around the wound as the gun lowered slightly as the compound blew taking another truck out trapping the last one in a box of flaming wreckage until it to explode. The gun lowered itself completely when it's wielder was satisfied no one was left alive orders carried out. "Trowa you're bleeding," Heero informed him still crouched beside him.

Green eyes blinked as they focused on him before looking down, "It's only a flesh wound. Nice timing on the base," Trowa complemented turning back to the wreckage that used to be a weapons depo and training site.

"Trowa do you ever wish you could stop?" Heero asked standing as Trowa released the gun allowing it to hang limply from his shoulder.

"Stop what Heero? Killing people? No this is all I've ever really done the only bad experience I had as a pilot was when the Zero shot me. I didn't care when my core was whipped out they lost so they died that's the way it is now it should hurt but it doesn't. There is some essentially lacking in me that isn't lacking in you," Trowa turned his back to him soft voice a little sad as he confessed his shortcoming.

Heero shook his head, "Trowa no I wish I could show gentler emotions as you can so easily but for me it's so hard. You can be so kind I envy that."

"Why you can be to Heero? I was never trained not to feel in fact Cap wished I would feel something. Maybe I have come a long way but I am still so cold maybe this is just what I am, what I always will be?" Trowa sighed softly unsure how he even felt about it.

"Always be what Trowa? You are not a bad person so you are cold so what you are not to those who love you that is what matters." Heero placed a hand on his shoulder trying to offer some comfort if it was needed Trowa's control, like his, was still second nature so it was very hard to shake him.

"You sound like Quatre he said that once," Trowa informed him, "And just like then it changes nothing. Words will not fix anything not Earth, space, or us," He had been talked to death about how he could change but it was not so easy to just forget what had been drilled into him for over half his life.

"I know that but Kami I wish you were wrong so much right now," Heero admitted he was unsure if Trowa's sudden difficultness was because he was confused or because he did not want to talk about this topic anymore? People often lashed out when confused but he was unsure if Trowa was one of those people, "I wish I could say something and make all the pain just go away but even with all my power all I can do is nothing!"

Trowa frowned Heero actually sounded defeated it was unsettling Heero was someone he admired because he never gave up like this. He had never really thought about it before but he did admire his leader maybe that what made him so easy to fallow they all did what he told them to, like Quatre, because he always seemed infallible. Oh he knew they both could fail he was hardly perfect himself but that did not change that facts it was just he tried to change but Nanashi was still needed so often he wonder if he truly could. Long graceful fingers moved to gently rest on Heero's hand a silent acknowledgement of so much, "Heero don't say things like that our world has gotten better which is hardly nothing I'm glad the original Wing didn't kill you like you planed." Trowa paused turning to look over his shoulder Heero's dark ocean hued eyes were turned away and down, "I wish you could to."

Heero looked up blinking into gentle green gems the soft whisper had caught his attention but those familiar eyes held it captive. He was unsure what exactly it was about them but for some reason he could not look away even he had wanted to normally being so powerless would alarm him but he felt no alarm. Was it possible his friends had gain so much power over him with out his conscious knowledge? If that was the case what he to about if anything? "Trowa?" He whispered not sure what else he should or even could say to the other youth at the moment. If anyone could understand him it was Trowa they had spent many sleepless hours engaged in dialog maybe that was why he was not alarmed because it was Trowa and no one else with this power.

Trowa smiled faintly Heero's eyes sparkled in the light he looked confused as he stood there lips barely parted in thought. It had not been his intention to confuse Heero but since it was a trick to confuse him like this Trowa had to smile even if he did feel a little guilty. "It's alright Heero," His voice was calm and gentle as always when trying to soothe a friend Quatre told him once he was very good at making people feel better he always assumed Quatre was exaggerating.

Heero blinked hearing a voice he had come to miss when Trowa was not near was it alright? He wanted to believe him he did but part of him screamed get away and it confused him. Never had that little voice been so loud not even around Relena had it screamed like this and he wanted to know why it was only Trowa and a wounded Trowa at that why was he being yelled at? Dark blue lenses watched Trowa turn warm touch leaving his hand as he removed the gun from his shoulder, "Why is it alright Trowa?"

Trowa sighed softly face in his hand for a moment he decided he had better sit down soon, "Why not? Things seem to happen as they must and so far we've been Ok besides talking might not fix everything but ignoring some things only make them worst." 'Like dizziness for example.' He turned to face Heero not entirely sure why he felt compelled to do such a thing when his mind and body were telling him to sit down.

Perhaps those words sounded more like Quatre then Trowa but they were correct ignoring a problem was not the brightest idea. Heero watched Trowa close his eyes and he caught him when he pitched forward, "Trowa?" He sat him down before shaking him gently, "Trowa?" Getting no response he sat down beside him pulling him close resting his cheek on soft hair, "If things happen as they must then does that mean we can do nothing to change them?" Heero tighten his grip he had lived so long doing only what he was told now he had a chance to be free but did Fate have other plans for him? He allowed his mind to wonder until he heard boots on the ground nearby.

"Well boys good job. He Ok or should I take a look at him?" Sally asked eyes on Trowa's leg mind working as Heero stood Trowa in his arms, "How long?"

"About ten after the base blew it's just a graze Sally nothing serious," Heero answered her as they headed to the waiting chopper. A dark haired man waved at them, the high five guy from Sally's rebel group photo.

"Char stop goofing off and run the checks we need to go! I swear he's a 25 year old Duo," Sally shook her head as Charley got to work as ordered, "Good guy though."

"What happen to the kid Sal he ok?" Charley asked concerned as he slipped his helmet on.

"Don't worry about Trowa Char he's tougher then he looks," Sally informed him as she sat down next to her pilot friend Heero ignoring both of them for a moment. "So how did it look from the air flyboy?"

"Better then a guy movie boss lady. Noin's already been filled in so all is well," Charley smiled as he took one last look at the burning wreckage before turning and heading home, "Next time I'm so bringin' a camera."

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Ok well that is the end for right now if I get enough reviews their will a chapter two if not this may just sit around until I feel like updating it and that could take a long time. All ideas are welcomed just leave them in a review. Feel free to pass anything along from possible scenes to future fic ideas I love feedback so speak your mind.

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