Self-aggrandizement
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I just minipulate their lives for my own entertainment.
~~Quatra~~
Quatra sighed as he read the last reply. They only confirmed what he already knew. They were coming. He hadn't wanted to have to call them in, but things were getting out of hand. No matter what he did Relena persisted. Her newfound passion for power equaling her previous passion for peace, making her damn hard to stop. And now the others were involved, for whatever reason they had all agreed to come. He could guess why Trowa was coming because of their close relationship and his reply. The others weren't as easy to guess, although he did have a few ideas. Trowa, it seemed, was coming for two reasons. One, hefelt he owed it to the other pilots to show up. He would be labeling their previous battles as pointless if he let eveil take over now. Second, was him-self. Trowa persisted in over-protecting him, evrnthough they all knew he was just as strong and able as the rest of them. Still though it would be nice to have Trowa around again. After the Mariemaia war Trowa had left to assure Catherine he was alive and well. At her urging he had agreed to stay wawhile. Awhile had turned into a year and a half. Granted Trowa did visit often but still, scattered weeklong trips weren't the same as when hea and Trowa had lived together befor Mariemaia.
~~Wufei~~
"Mr. Chang, the mail's here."
Closing the book he had been translating, Wufei received the mail happily. After the war he had bought this house in the mountains and stared working for the various national history museums. He translated and deciphered the anciect texts they sent him. He enjoyed the peaceful solitude and slow-pace work after the now-or-never atmosphere during the war. The only problem was that the climb up the mountain was rough and the local mailman refused to make it more than once a week. Making it alll the more appreciated when he got it. Sifting through it he separated it in to three piles, bills, paychecks, and other. After briefly noticing that the bill pile was smaller than usual (the phone people must have finally given up) he turned to the "other" pile. This pile usually consisted of the newest documents from the various museums. Today though, he found a letter from Quatra between two larger packages. He opened it with a smile, the boy was probably planning a runion of sorts. His hand fell to his sides, fists clenching as he read the contents. Eyes blazing with cold fury he hurled his galss across the room, not noticing the gashes his nails had dug into his hands.
How many people had died, how many people had he killed during the wars, fighting for her beliefs?! Fighting for the peace she had promised to uphold. How many people would now die opposing her? How many peole would even fight "Queen Relina"? More importantly, when it was over, how many people would still believe that absolute peace is possible?
~~Duo~~
The neatly written paper fell from his grasp as he was assualted by memories of the past wars. He thought of Wufei after his colony self-destruceted, remembered Wufei's face when he killed Trieze. He thought about Trowa losing his memory fighting an anguish crazed Quatra and how upset Quatra had been when he realized Trow didn't remember him. But most vividly, he remembered the bloody pile that was Heero's body after he self-destructed, still saw an unconscious Heero being carried out of Mariemaia's base. Dammit! They had done all that, gone through all that for peace. And now they were being asked to do it again by the very person who was supposed to want to keep the peace, Relena. Damn I wish Heero had killed her that time at the docks.
~~Trowa~~
Trowa sighed. When he had seen his lovers handwriting on the envelope he had been expecting another letter from Quatra asking when he was planning to visit again. He had never sustpected a notice of another war. He wondered who it was this time. Maybe another one of Treize's bastards come to pick up where mariemaia left off. I wonder why Quatra didn't say who it was.
"Trowa? What's that?"
He handed her the letter as he began to pack a small bag.
"I suppose you're going."
"Yes."
" Well, good luck. Try not to get killed okay?"
"A smile briefly crossed Trowa's features. "Sure thing."
~~Heero~~
Only one thought crossed Heero Yuy's mind as he grabbed the gun he had used to threaten a peace loving Relena all those years ago. The same bullets he had been unable to fire all those years ago were still in the clip he loaded.
"I will kill her this time."
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I just minipulate their lives for my own entertainment.
~~Quatra~~
Quatra sighed as he read the last reply. They only confirmed what he already knew. They were coming. He hadn't wanted to have to call them in, but things were getting out of hand. No matter what he did Relena persisted. Her newfound passion for power equaling her previous passion for peace, making her damn hard to stop. And now the others were involved, for whatever reason they had all agreed to come. He could guess why Trowa was coming because of their close relationship and his reply. The others weren't as easy to guess, although he did have a few ideas. Trowa, it seemed, was coming for two reasons. One, hefelt he owed it to the other pilots to show up. He would be labeling their previous battles as pointless if he let eveil take over now. Second, was him-self. Trowa persisted in over-protecting him, evrnthough they all knew he was just as strong and able as the rest of them. Still though it would be nice to have Trowa around again. After the Mariemaia war Trowa had left to assure Catherine he was alive and well. At her urging he had agreed to stay wawhile. Awhile had turned into a year and a half. Granted Trowa did visit often but still, scattered weeklong trips weren't the same as when hea and Trowa had lived together befor Mariemaia.
~~Wufei~~
"Mr. Chang, the mail's here."
Closing the book he had been translating, Wufei received the mail happily. After the war he had bought this house in the mountains and stared working for the various national history museums. He translated and deciphered the anciect texts they sent him. He enjoyed the peaceful solitude and slow-pace work after the now-or-never atmosphere during the war. The only problem was that the climb up the mountain was rough and the local mailman refused to make it more than once a week. Making it alll the more appreciated when he got it. Sifting through it he separated it in to three piles, bills, paychecks, and other. After briefly noticing that the bill pile was smaller than usual (the phone people must have finally given up) he turned to the "other" pile. This pile usually consisted of the newest documents from the various museums. Today though, he found a letter from Quatra between two larger packages. He opened it with a smile, the boy was probably planning a runion of sorts. His hand fell to his sides, fists clenching as he read the contents. Eyes blazing with cold fury he hurled his galss across the room, not noticing the gashes his nails had dug into his hands.
How many people had died, how many people had he killed during the wars, fighting for her beliefs?! Fighting for the peace she had promised to uphold. How many people would now die opposing her? How many peole would even fight "Queen Relina"? More importantly, when it was over, how many people would still believe that absolute peace is possible?
~~Duo~~
The neatly written paper fell from his grasp as he was assualted by memories of the past wars. He thought of Wufei after his colony self-destruceted, remembered Wufei's face when he killed Trieze. He thought about Trowa losing his memory fighting an anguish crazed Quatra and how upset Quatra had been when he realized Trow didn't remember him. But most vividly, he remembered the bloody pile that was Heero's body after he self-destructed, still saw an unconscious Heero being carried out of Mariemaia's base. Dammit! They had done all that, gone through all that for peace. And now they were being asked to do it again by the very person who was supposed to want to keep the peace, Relena. Damn I wish Heero had killed her that time at the docks.
~~Trowa~~
Trowa sighed. When he had seen his lovers handwriting on the envelope he had been expecting another letter from Quatra asking when he was planning to visit again. He had never sustpected a notice of another war. He wondered who it was this time. Maybe another one of Treize's bastards come to pick up where mariemaia left off. I wonder why Quatra didn't say who it was.
"Trowa? What's that?"
He handed her the letter as he began to pack a small bag.
"I suppose you're going."
"Yes."
" Well, good luck. Try not to get killed okay?"
"A smile briefly crossed Trowa's features. "Sure thing."
~~Heero~~
Only one thought crossed Heero Yuy's mind as he grabbed the gun he had used to threaten a peace loving Relena all those years ago. The same bullets he had been unable to fire all those years ago were still in the clip he loaded.
"I will kill her this time."