Another short chapter. The story won't pick up speed for a while, sorry. Also, I update when the ideas hit me, be it a week or months in between, so if I don't update for a while, sorry.

Prologue Part 2

Perfection. Something people always strive for, yet few people reach. I am one of those "perfect" people. Do they all think that I don't hear them as I walk by? Do they not know that I hear them calling me the "perfect soldier"? Even now, they still call me that, and the war ended years ago. Only one person keeps me sane now. If I don't see him, with his beautiful hair and always smiling eyes, I think I'd go crazy. Perfect people don't go crazy, I don't think. But my lifesaver, my light at the end of the tunnel, he always stayed by my side, no matter what. We were partners; after all, no matter what people said about us, we always had each other's backs. If I was perfect, as everyone said, then I wouldn't even need him to help me live, even now, 3 years after the horrible war that scarred us all.

My name is Heero Yuy, and I am far from perfect.