Mobile Suit Gundam Wing
The Everlasting Story
By SS4Vegeto

A/N: Umm, here's Chapter 2 of my own personal uploaded madness. Yeh I know, I left you at a cliff-hanger last chapter, but, hey, what did you expect? Do you have any idea how many people ask me, 'when are you going to do more of (insert story name here)'? I'm known for cliff-hangers. P.S. Thanx to anyone who reviews!! Enjoy! ^_^ SS4Vegeto

DISCLAIMER: I don't own GW... What, did you think I did?? ;P

P.S. Once again, no yaoi. I don't write yaoi. So, please don't assume that there is/will ever be any! Arigato. ^^;


The Everlasting Story
Chapter 2: Savior Of Their Lives

Exactly two days later, Quatre sat on the plushy couch in front of a blank television, in the palace in the Sanc Kingdom. He was waiting for Trowa, who hadn't shown up yet. He hoped he was okay. He prayed that he was okay. The blonde turned quickly as Duo came in.
"No word?" Duo asked, the usual cheerfullness gone from his tone and expression.
"No.... I hope... I know... He's okay.." Quatre responded. Duo shrugged and sat down.
If he doesn't show... I don't want to have to give Quatre the bad news... Duo thought.
Duo really hoped he showed. He'd lived through bigger explosions than that, but with all the flammable stuff around there, he doubted that even Trowa could get out alive if he couldn't defuse the bombs in time.
There came a knock at the door. Quatre got up hopefully. His hopes were crushed, though, as Trowa's sister, Cathrine Bloom, came in.
"What's this all about? Miss Relena called me here." Cathrine said, shaking her head slightly, her curly brown hair moving back with the motion to reveal big star drop earrings.
"Well... Uh... Duo, could you explain?" Quatre asked, remembering the last time he had tried to talk to Cathrine. Trowa had had amnesia after Quatre's first incident with the Wing Gundam Zero's Zero System. He had, in the Zero-induced madness, shot Trowa with the Beam Cannon because he got to close, then tried at Heero, but Trowa had gotten in the ay, and his Mobile Suit (he was working undercover for OZ at the time), Vay-8, had been destroyed, but not before he could shock Quatre back to sanity. He had heard from Duo, later on, where he was, and had gone there, only to end up being confronted by Trowa's peace-loving sister, Cathrine. She hadn't exactly made him feel good then.
"Well, it's like this... He decided to play hero.." Duo explained, the sound of his voice jerking Quatre back to the here and now.
"What do you mean, 'playing hero'?" Cathrine asked. Quatre looked sad again.
"We found bombs, set by OZ.. Time bombs. He decided that he would be the one to disarm them.. It's been two days, and he said that if he wasn't back by then, that he was dead.
Quatre looked away so that they wouldn't see his tears. He didn't even notice when Duo and Cathrine left, or when someone else entered, until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Heero was standing there, hand on Quatre's shoulder, looking remorseful.
"It's hard, losing someone you care about, isn't it?" He asked. Quatre nodded, wiping away the tears with his shirt sleeve.
"Yes.." Quatre replied.
"Don't worry. I don't care if you cry. It's allowed. I used to cry at night, when I was younger, because my parents were dead." Heero told him, and Quatre felt quite sure that he was the first of any of the Gundam Pilots that Heero had confided this fact to.
"That's so sad." Quatre said, looking up at him. Heero seemed softer than he usually did, kinder, more... innocent.
"It is.. I'm not looking for pity, though. I just wanted to let you know that other people have had to deal with some loss, too. Duo has, too. But he won't say it." Heero explained, holding out two journals, one with Wufei's name on it, the other with Duo's, "So has Wufei."
"HEERO!" Quatre cried when he saw them, and Heero stashed them in the desk drawer, "Don't read other people's journals!"
"Why not?" Heero asked, the very picture of innocent sin.
"It's not right." Quatre replied.
"Okay, I'll apologize." Heero said, but his expression gave the feeling that he would do no such thing.
"Heero? Do you think... That Trowa it.. Duo seems to think so.." Quatre asked. Heero shook his head.
"No. That guy's strong.. He can make it out. He probably just ran into some trouble or something. He'll be fine." Heero assured him, and he meant it, "Quatre, if anyone can make it out at all, he will."
I hope he's okay, for Quatre's sake.. Heero thought.
"Thanks Heero.. I feel a lot better now.." Quatre said, then, "I'm sure he's fine.. Maybe he got hurt, and he's got to rest up, so it'll heal."
"Doesn't sound like him. He wouldn't stop." Wufei, entering, commented.
"That's not true. You act like he doesn't have any sense at all!" Quatre threw a throw-pillow at Wufei, the closest thing to punching him he would do. Wufei caught the pillow and tossed it back onto the couch beside Quatre, then crossed the room to sit on the nearby easy-chair. They sat like that for twenty minutes. Or, rather, until Quatre couldn't stand the silence anymore. He went out to the porch, watching for any sign of Trowa.
A few cabs passed. Tourists with cameras and other tourist-things passed, taking pictures that might mistakenly have him in them.
He looked ahead, waiting for a cab or a Gundam or a truck or car that might contain his best friend. He saw nothing of the sort.
Finally, he walked inside, and just as soon as he did, he saw Duo looking at him, one eyebrow raised.
"No wonder you don't like her.. She kept making comments like 'I knew this would happen' and saying how we 'brainwashed' Trowa with 'our ideas about fighting'.. Man, she's weird." Duo remarked.
Later on, Quatre went out on the porch. It was night, and Quatre was taking a last long look for his friend.
"Come on, Quatre! You're not going to see anything at this time of night!" Heero called from inside.
Quatre walking in, defeated by fate.

The next day, or rather, the next afternoon, Quatre was back out on the porch, watching for Trowa. Nothing, again.
He finally resigned himself to go to dinner at five.
As he started to walk in, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He hadn't gotten much sleep last night, and was too sad and sorry to hope much for Trowa's arrival. He thought, for a moment, that maybe it was Iria, his sister. No, too strong a grip, stronger than Iria. Not Iria.
"Quatre?" Asked a voice. The voice sounded groggy and hurt.
"Trowa!" Quatre turned around, so happy to see his friend that he almost cried.
Until he saw his condition.
He was torn up, his clothes practically rags. He was dragging one leg, apparently a gunshot wound. Several cuts and scratches. Another gunshot wound in his side.
"Trowa!!" Quatre yelled as Trowa passed out, falling onto the cold, hard concrete.

It was late, Trowa could tell, looking out the window as he came into consciousness. It was night.
"Trowa.. You're awake. I'm glad you made it.. Everyone was so worried.." It was Quatre. He had made it.
"I... Made it here.. Sorry I'm late." Trowa apologized, "I got caught by OZ's reinforcement troops.."
"You shouldn't talk.. You're hurt bad, Trowa. But I do wish I knew what happened." Quatre told him.
"I'm okay to tell stories, Quatre." Trowa said to the worried blonde in the nearby chair, "I was on my way, with the Gundanium, and OZ's reinforcement troops caught up with me. They attacked me and forced me to surrender. Luckily for me, we were in the woods, and I was able to gun down several of their soldiers withough using my Gundam before taking any of their bullets. I got back into the Gundam and finished them off.. You wouldn't believe how many of their backup troops were just piloted Leo's.. I tried to get here, but I was forced to hide my Gundam on the outskirts of the city.. And the Gundanium carrier is there too, Gundanium intact.. I was so tired, by the time I got here.. Hell, I don't even remember getting here.."
"If you have amnesia again, I'll kill you, I swear!" Quatre said, laughing. Trowa laughed softly at the comment, but he knew how much Quatre had suffered when he had amnesia the last time.
"You and what army?" Trowa asked, "No, I'm fine."
Trowa sat up on the bed, then stood and went to the bathroom. When he returned he was dressed in his favorite navy blue sweater and blue-jeans.
"Trowa, you should stay in bed." Quatre warned him.
"I've got an idea." Trowa told him, "I won't and say I did."
Quatre looked at him.
"Trowa, you know you'll just get hurt again." Quatre told him.
"I know that. I'm not stupid." He smiled, "But, I'll enjoy what time I have before I do."
"Trowa.." Quatre sounded exhausted, but then laughed, "Okay, you got me. We'll do things your way this time."
Trowa grinned, "I knew you'd see things my way."
Quatre stood up and walked over to Trowa, and Trowa grabbed him and playfully started poking him in the ribs, where, according to Iria, Quatre was very ticklish.
"Cut it out Trowa!" Quatre yelled. Trowa let go.
"You're no fun." Trowa replied.
Together, they left the hospital.



A/N: Okay, cliffhanger resolved. But hey, there IS more to this story. It may SEEM resolved, but, hey, come on, do you honestly think that that's all there is to it? Come on, people! More battles, more action, and more "special guests" are coming up!! Uh, please review. You can get to me at rowenhashiba@hotmail.com and tell me what you think, too. Arigato!
Sayanora, Minna-san,
SS4Vegeto (aka Rowen)

P.S. And another shameless promotion: please read Fallon Sanada's (a friend of mine who shares my fanfiction.net account w/ me) Gundam Wing song-fic "Play", which stars Heero and a girl named Daine. Or, you could always read her Ronin Warriors/Yoroiden Samurai Troopers multi-part fic, "A Passing Glance", which was her first Ronin fan-fic. Also, her Yu Yu Hakusho songs and poems. Well, thanx for your support!
Ja!
SS4Vegeto