Title:
Everlasting Love 1/?
Author: Mary Ann
Pairing: 1xR,
2xH, 3+4+OC (LOVE TRIANGLE!), 5+S
Warning: shonen
ai, yaoi, lemon (eventually), OOC, AU, OC, angst, sap, and squick. (Whooh!!!
I hope that's everything!)
Disclaimer:
Gundam Wing is the copyright of Sunrise, TV Asahi & Bandai. The only things
that I own are any original characters that might pop up every once in a while.
I am making no money off this story. Do
not sue. I have no money.
Setting: AU,
shortly after EW.
Ratings: PG right
know, eventually NC-17
Archive:
YES!!! Just ask me. Currently at
Fanfiction.net...eventually at my site!
Authors Notes:
This is essentially a Quatre fic.
However, I won't neglect the others!
I am introducing a new character.
Her name is Sarit Arania Kormit.
She is from the same colony as Quatre.
Her father is a landowner. Their
family is almost destitute at the beginning of this story. This is very important to understanding the
motivations of her father. Also, bear
with me on some of the details. I
haven't seen all of Gundam Wing yet, so some of the details may be wrong. If they are, please let me know and I will
fix them!
Prologue
L4 Colony
Darkness fell
quickly on the L4 colony. Nightingale
song filled the night air. The Winner
Family Garden Estate was known for its many beautiful and wondrous sights. Large aspen and fir trees gave shade in the
summertime. Marble benches were placed
at every corner. The gardens were
always filled with soft sounds.
Soothing to a troubled heart.
Youl Rashed
Kormit saw none of this as he paced back and forth, waiting. Youl was one of the few landowners in the L4
colony. His family had owned their
strip of land for generations. Ever
since L4 was first colonized. Now,
however, the land had cease to produce.
The family had hit hard times.
Their export, grains, such as barley and wheat, were no longer growing
properly. Every harvest seemed to be a
disaster.
Youl had tried
everything. But nothing he did would
make the fields grow. Not without
help. The land itself was vast and the
soil was good. Generations of growing
on the same fields without rest, however, had tired the earth. Without the necessary nutrients to replenish
the soil, the fields would wither and die.
Problem was,
nutrients cost money. More money than
Youl had. There was barely enough money
to provide food for his family. No,
this was the only solution if his family was to survive.
The presence of
his appointment halted any stray thoughts.
He stared, aghast, at the man when he had finished speaking. Was this the price, then, that he would have
to pay to insure his family's survival?
A moments
thought, and his decision was made.
"So be it. If that is what
you require, then it shall be done."
The strange man
left without a word. Youl Kormit only
hoped that he had not made a mistake.
Chapter 1 - The Summons
Earth
Quatre Raberba
Winner watched as his fellow Gundam pilots relaxed. They were all on leave now.
The Mars Project was going well.
They had been working on this project with Zechs Merquise and Lucrezia
Noin for over a year now. It was hard
work, but they all enjoyed it. This
project would help heal the rift between Earth and the colonies.
Also the rift in
their own hearts, Quatre hoped. All
five of them had been through so much.
He looked upon his fellow pilots.
Duo Maxwell. The chestnut braided pilot was currently
trying to convince his girlfriend, Hilde Schbeiker, to come into the pool with
him. Duo had a tendency to talk a great
deal. This had always irritated the
other pilots, but Quatre thought that it was amazing. Especially in light of how little air there was in a Gundam. How Duo never managed to suffocate from lack
of air was beyond him.
Quatre looked to
his right and there was his best friend, Trowa Barton. Trowa was a circus clown in the local
circus. Along with his sister Catherine
Bloom, they made an odd pair. Trowa's
brown hair and green eyes contrasted with his sister's red hair and violet
eyes. Trowa was currently in a
discussion with Catherine about the lions at the circus. Or, rather, Catherine was speaking and Trowa
was listening.
Quatre
smiled. His life hadn't been the same
since he met Trowa. Most of the time,
he didn't understand his feelings toward his friend. Quatre shook his head.
Time to think of that later. A
loud voice interrupted his thoughts. He
looked at the far side of the pool.
There was Sally Po, brandishing a net the pool cleaners used. In front of her was the third Gundam pilot,
Chang Wufei.
Wufei was
screaming at Sally. Nothing new
there. Everyone knew his views on
women. "Keep that thing away from
me, you onna!!!" Quatre giggled at
the look of outrage on the Chinese pilot.
Just as Quatre
was about to turn away, Sally got the upper hand. She pushed the pole with all her might and sent Wufei tumbling
into the pool. Everyone started to
laugh at the sight of a sputtering Wufei.
All except for
the last pilot. Quatre wondered if he
ever laughed. Heero Yuy sat in a lounge
chair ignoring everyone. Beside him sat
Relena Peacecraft. The current Vice
Foreign Minister sat reading her ever present romance novel. Relena was on leave along with the rest of
the pilots. It was rare that she got to
spend time with them. Even rarer when
she and Heero were able to be together.
After the Mariemaia incident, Heero had spent his time as her bodyguard.
Relena knew that
that wasn't the life for Heero. He
could do so much more with his life.
Being a bodyguard, even if it was hers, was an insult to his intellect. When the Mars Project came about, Relena
suggested that he be in charge of the security for the project. He reluctantly agreed. Ever since then, both had been swamped with
work. And neither had been
happier. Despite the weeks and months
that they were apart, their relationship was stronger for it.
All this went
through Quatre's mind when he received a vidcall. That was unusual.
"Hey,
Quatre! Tell them to go away! Were on vacation!" Yelled Duo.
Quatre grinned and gave a thumbs up sign.
"Will
do!" Quatre walked into the
spacious house that he owned. Walking
into his office, he closed the door for some privacy. Sitting at his desk, he initialized the link.
Quatre stared
disbelieving at the screen. What could he possibly want?
"Hello,
Uncle."
"Hello,
Nephew. How are you?"
"Fine"
was the curt reply.
"Good. Good.
How's business?"
Quatre
sighed. "What do you want,
uncle? You didn't make this call to see
how I'm doing."
Safir Kor Winner
watched his nephew for a moment. Quatre
was far from the shy, reserved young man that left the L4 colony when he was
15. He was a man grown, in full
possession of his mind and desires.
"I can see
that you have grown, Quatre. Very
well. I will not mince words with
you. I require your presence at
once. I have a very delicate situation
about to unfold, and I need your expertise in the matter."
Puzzled, Quatre
asked, "What matter?"
"It is a
personal matter. I cannot discuss it
over a vidcall. Please come home at
once." The pleading in his uncle's
voice and eyes was enough to convince Quatre.
He nodded.
"All right,
uncle. I'll be home soon. Take care until then."
After the call
ended, Quatre sat back and contemplated the situation. What could be so urgent?
"Is
everything okay, Quatre?"
The voice shook
Quatre out of his thoughts. Looking up,
he smiled. Trowa Barton, his best
friend, stood in the doorway.
Uncrossing his arms, Trowa walked in and sat in the chair across from
Quatre.
"I don't
know. My uncle called. He's never called me before. He seemed…" Quatre stopped, at a loss
for words.
"Anxious?"
Quatre looked at
Trowa intently. "Yes, that's it
exactly! Anxious. I have never seen him like that before. Ever since I left home to battle OZ, Uncle
has never once contacted me. When I
left, I went against everything my father and uncle believed in. He has never approved of my fighting. He thinks I should have stayed home and not
gotten involved. That's why when I
left, I disinherited myself. I knew
that if I didn't, it would cause unnecessary pain for my family."
Trowa
nodded. He knew all of this from
before. "Then why contact
you?"
"I don't
know. Maybe he wants to forgive and
forget. Whatever the reason, I can't
just ignore him. I'll have to go."
"But you
don't want to." Quatre shook his
head no. "I have a suggestion,
then. Since everyone is on leave, why
don't we go with you?"
Quatre's eyes
widened. "ALL of you?!"
"Sure, why
not?"
Trowa and Quatre
look up at the figure of Duo Maxwell.
Duo's long braid swings behind him as he enters. "Sorry for eavesdropping, but I agree
with Trowa. We could all use a
vacation." He grins
devilishly. "Besides, it'll give
me a chance to sweep Hilde off her feet."
Quatre laughs. Trowa just looks amused. "Do you think Wufei and Heero would go
for it?" Quatre queries.
"Sure. If anything, it'll get Wufei away from all
of the 'immoral women' around here!"
"What about
Heero?" Trowa asked.
Duo grows serious
all of a sudden. "He'll come
too. Relena has to leave today. There's an emergency situation that she has
to see to. I'm sure he won't want to be
alone. Besides, it'll be better for him
to be depressed with us, rather than by himself."
This wasn't new
to any of them. Heero Yuy, the 'Perfect
Soldier,' was smitten with Relena Peacecraft.
Completely. For Heero to be
depressed, it would be hell for anyone to be around him. Except the other Gundam pilots. They were all use to his mood swings.
Quatre smiled at
Trowa and Duo. It would be good to have
them around for moral support.
"Well, what are we waiting for?
Let's go!"
