Lady: Hello again.

Rowen: So which one is it this time?

Lady: Take a wild guess?

Rowen: Never mind, I'm playing it safe.

Lady: Just do disclaimers.

Rowen: (shrugs) Whatever. Lady Date Doesn't own Ronin Warriors or Gundam Wing, and she has no money, so suing would be pointless.

Lady: Hey!



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Ch 2: Life Saver



Trowa sighed, blinked his eyes open and looked at his clock. It was 5:00 a.m., and he wasn't getting any sleep. He couldn't get Heero, or the strange phone call out of his mind. 'Might as well get up,' so he was up and dressed in an hour. What surprised him, was that he was up before Sage, which was strange, because Sage woke up at the crack of dawn. After grabbing his lunch and notebook, Trowa was about to leave when something crossed his mind. Quickly grabbing a piece of paper he jotted down something, and walk off to school.

Sage, who had just woken up, yawn and stretched. It was now dawn, and he had gotten up to meditate, when he spied the note on the table. Picking it up, he read it:

Dear Sage

Gone to school early. See you there. Don't forget your lunch.

Sincerely yours,

Trowa'



Sage ran his hand though his hair. 'You're just making things difficult Trowa,' thought Sage to himself.

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Trowa was at school and hour early. He looked around the halls in hopes of seeing Heero. No sign of him. Trowa sighed in defeat.

"Hey, why so glum?" Trowa was startled to find Heero stand right behind him.

"Oh, shit! Don't do that!" Trowa scowled.

"Gomen. So how are you feeling?"

"Fine. Why do you ask?"

"Because you didn't look so good a minute a go."

"Huh? Oh yeah . . . I was looking for you."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to see you."

"Why?"

Trowa paused and looked down.

"Some thing the matter?" Heero looked truly concerned. Trowa looked up into Heero's eyes and felt the hair bring sucked out of his lungs. Trowa found himself lost in Heero's blue eyes, unable to do anything for a long while. He could feel the blush spreading across his cheeks

"No." Trowa smiled. 'Every things perfect ... '

"Hey Trowa!" Came a yell from behind him. Trowa turned to see Quatre running up to him from the doors. Trowa waved back and turned back to Heero, who had disappeared, again. There was no one else in the hall so Trowa was truly confused.

"How does he do that?" Trowa asked himself, just staring at where Heero had been standing.

"How does who do what?" asked Quatre out of breath.

"How does Heero keep disappearing on me?" Trowa answered, finally turning to Quatre.

"No idea." He lied. He wanted to tell Trowa the truth, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He was empathetic, and could feel the emotions of others, and he could definitely feel Trowa's. That was how he new Trowa was sad when he had first met her. He knew Trowa was in love with Heero, but what he didn't know was why a twenty-year-old ghost would want with a sixteen-year-old school girl.

"Anyway we'd better get to class," Trowa said as the bell for school sounded.

"Right, see ya."

"Later."

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It was third period, and Trowa was in the school library. It was his and Sage's free period, so they we're doing what they always did when they were at home with no home work, read. Trowa reading up on the big cats, preferably lions, and Sage was read a book on Bonsai trees. They were the only one in there, and, eventually Sage left for more social surroundings, leaving Trowa alone in the library, or so he thought. Unbeknownst to Trowa, he was being watched by a pair of deep amethyst eyes. The eyes looked angrily at Trowa, as if persecuting him for some unknown reason.

It was so cozy in the library that Trowa fell asleep at in one of the soft chairs. Next to him, on one of the tables was a large magnifying glass, used to read fine print, moved so that it was in the sun and had a book under it. As the position of the sun change, it came closer and closer to the point where the page would catch fire. It did, and since no one was in the library but the fast asleep Trowa, the fire grew quickly and soon blocked the exits.

Trowa's eyes blinked open, now noticing the extreme temperature change. He soon realized that he was trapped, and started to yell for help.

"Hello! Can anyone hear me?! HELP!"

"Trowa! Are you alright?!" It was Sage and Quatre, yell from outside the libraries many doors.

"I'm fine so far, but the heat is starting to..." Trowa soon passed out from heat exhaustion.

When there came no response, Sage and Quatre started to bang on the doors. Once they were open, however, the blazed from the fueled fire, forced them away. To Quatre's right, he could see a figure running into the fire. "Wait!" he shouted, but the figure was already inside the burning library. By this time the fire department had arrived and the fire was put out, but there was no sigh of Trowa or the person who had rushed into save *her*. Then Quatre noticed the broken library window, and, very carefully, walked over to it. Peering out, he could see a tree not far from the library, and what he saw made his jaw drop. Calling Sage and Rowen, who had just shown up to see if everything was alright, and point to the figures under the tree. It was Heero with a very unconscious Trowa in his lap.

Quatre climbed out the window, eventually followed by Sage and Rowen, and ran over to them, concern clearly written all over his face.

"Is she alright?" Was the first thing out of Quatre's mouth.

"He's fine," Heero smiled. "He just needs to rest."

"That's a relief," Quatre sighed and then something hit him. "What do you mean 'he'? I thought Trowa was a girl." Heero only smiled knowingly at Quatre, who, oddly enough, smiled back. "Oh, never mind."

"What do you think you're doing with Trowa?" asked Sage forcefully.

"What do you mean?" Heero asked sternly

"I mean you pop up out of no where just before or when Trowa's in trouble, and then disappear as if you were never there!" Sage yelled.

"I'm protecting him." Heero replied coldly.

"Why?" asked Rowen. He was curious, but not to the point of disrespect.

"Because he reminds me of some one dear to me." Heero responded.

"May I ask who?" Quatre asked politely

"My love..." Heero said so softly that the teens weren't sure that they heard it. Heero became quiet and stroked Trowa's head, bangs, and face gently. Trowa slowly began to ster.

"Huh? Where am I?" he asked groggily.

"You're safe now Trowa," Heero smiled gently. Lifting Trowa up into his arms, Heero gave Trowa a tender kiss on the cheek before handing him to Sage. "Take him home and make sure he gets plenty of rest." And with that, Heero turned and disappeared. Sage looked down at Trowa.

"Looks like you lucked out, Tro," he whispered, and started for home, Quatre and Rowen in tow.



Lady: I'm getting better.

Heero: That depends on your definition.

Lady: Shut up.

Rowen: Can't you to ever get along?

Lady: Yeah, when he doesn't make fun of my writing.

Heero: Well, you make it too easy (walks away from Lady)

Lady: (gets out no Dai chi) Please review, while I go work on making Heero a real ghost...