Note: I do not own Gundam Wing, and I have no idea who does, so don't sue me. I'm just writing this because I was bored and I thought it was a neat idea.
Long Ago:
Chance Meeting
"Zoekurau," a voice from behind her asked, "is that really you? The dirty-blond haired girl spun around quickly to see a boy, about 15, staring in disbelief at her. She had been taking a bath at the waterfall in the woods, the one no one knew about. He had been strolling around on his afternoon walk. Zoekurau felt that she had seen him before, but where?
He was blonde, blue eyes, and was wearing brown pants with a loose white shirt. Still, he looked at her in disbelief, as if he knew who she was, but she had no idea who he was.
"Who are you?" she slowly asked, as she started to reach for her towel. He, just then, realized that she was showering, and turned away, muttering excuses. Zoekurau secured her towel around her and reached for the gun she had hidden in a nearby rock. "WHO ARE YOU?" she asked once again, this time much more sternly.
"You don't remember me," he answered, shocked," it's me, Quatre." He faced Zoekurau, this time completely revealing himself, but still she did not recognize him. She eyed him suspiciously; it had been along time since she had trusted anyone. She aimed the weapon she had concealed in her hand at his head.
"How do you know me? I don't have any friends. Are you from OZ or the Alliance?" she asked. The gun was where he could see it; he began to step back.
"But I am your friend, your best friend. From the colonies," Quatre had no idea what had gotten into his friend. She has changed so much after 6 years, is it possible she doesn't remember me? I had been so glad to see her after so long of being apart, but now I'm not sure if this is the Zoekurau James that had run to Earth from the colonies to save them so long ago.
"I have no friends, only enemies who have become allies." Was her answer, She is too cold and mistrusting to be the friend who had gone. Then how had she changed, Quatre wondered, or what caused her to?
"I am a friend, from the colonies, don't you remember?" he asked once more, he wanted so badly to find out what had happened to her.
"Liar! " she cried, her voice was a mixture of fear, sadness, and anger, " liar! My family, my friends are all dead! They are dead, and floating in space! All because of me, me! I ran away from them, and they all died. You're an impersonator, and you will pay for lying about being my best friend! The Alliance and Oz and everyone else can go to hell! I am tired of being your lackey, and I will not tolerate it anymore, you understand! Now leave me alone, before I blow your head of!" Quatre had never seen Zoekurau like this, and what was this about everyone being dead? As far as he knew everyone in the colonies were as fine as can be expected. Who could have told her such a lie? Oz.
"I'm not an impersonator, I am Quatre, your best friend," he pleaded, but saw that it had no affect on her.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Leave me alone, I don't believe your lies," she yelled, shooting a round at him but purposely missing.
"Ha, you don't want to kill me, you don't have to miss. I know you Zoekurau, it is me. Only I know your deadly shooting abilities." He said, although he was afraid of her shooting him, because she really did have deadly abilities with a gun.
"True, but many people have learned that over the last 4 years." She answered, still keeping the weapon in range of the stranger's head. The feeling in her heart that he could be telling the truth kept bothering her, she couldn't help but to hope that he was her long thought to be dead friend, she had missed him so much. Quatre, she though, oh Quatre is it true? Are you alive? No, he died a long time ago, after I was told to come here and steal military files to send them back to Dr. J. This is an imposter and he will pay for trying to trick me. " Leave now and I will not kill you, that is if you swear to never tell anyone where you found me!"
"Please, Zoekurau, don't you see me, who I am?" Quatre was desperate. How can I prove to you I am the real me? Long ago, before you left without any reason, you would have easily believed me. What happened to you?
"No, you are an imposter, and you will die!" she yelled, on the verge of tears, even though she never cried, she didn't know how to. Memories from her past had begun to torment her. No, they are all dead, you are dead! Why must this man torment me like this? What could be so important that the military would do something like this? They know that to mention my past is a deadly thing. Who is this stranger? And why is he here? Only a fool would come to me and do this, doesn't he know how powerful I am? "Leave me! Go back to the place you call home, and never return to here! If you do return I shall kill you and if you know of my abilities, then you know how easy it would be for me to do it, too."
"I will not leave until you say what has made you become the way you are! Zoekurau, what happened to you?" Quatre was about to lose all hope, why can't you just tell me. Unless, this is an imposter, then how would she know that I am an imposter? And why would she feel so threatened by me? "Are you an imposter?"
"How dare you say I'm an imposter, when you are the one who is playing the part of someone who is dead. And my best friend at that, how low are you? How sent you here, and why? What does your master wish for me to do? Huh? " She turned, and began to run.
To nowhere, was where it seemed, and yet, she knew exactly where to go. Back into nowhere was where Quatre followed, past trees and bushes, just able to see her running, running, and then vanishing. He caught up to where he had last seen her, noticing a door, he thought to himself, Is this where you have been the last six years? A shack, a small, pitiful shack, practically a hole in the ground; and yet it is much more then that, it is almost as if it is a palace. Next to it there was a small patch of vegetables: carrots cabbage, and tomatoes. A window was just visible from underneath a wall of grapevines. The door as a small thing, she probably had to crotch way down to enter through it, and underneath if was a small mat. Most likely she had used it as a doormat, for what reason he didn't know. "Where are you?" he asked, trying his best to convince her to open the door. All he could hear was a small raspy breath coming from inside, but in quickly disappeared.
He had gone way past giving up hope now, as he turned to go, he asked to no one in particular, " When can I see you again?"
" Never," was the answer in the air, " at least until I find out the truth."
Note:
Okay, how do you guys like it? This is my 2nd fanfic, and I hope you like it please review it for me. I don't really know what to do in the second chapter, so send ideas. Also, please do not yell at me if I spelled someone's name wrong, it's not like they spell their names on the TV screen.