Legal disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing Characters...I wish I did! x.x......
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...
Pairings: 1x? I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that x.x...
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter One
The costume-clad youth stood before a mirror and swept his violet eyes over his lithe body, making sure that everything about him was just right. He had to be careful tonight at Quatre's Halloween party...very careful. He hoped that his costume would hide him from the sharp mind and piercing eyes of his love. This had to work. A few adjustments to the leather garments and it was perfect. He brushed his long hair from out of his face then inserted a pair of contact lenses, finally smiling. Everything was ready. He exited his room quietly, making sure no one noticed him, and sneaked down to the party.
At the same time, a certain dark-haired boy swept Prussian blue eyes through the crowd of people gathered for the party. He leaned against a wall, a neutral expression frozen on his face. He disliked crowded areas, but he was willing to make this sacrifice for his friend. Quatre's feelings were easily hurt, and that was the last thing he wanted to do to him.
So he came to this party, dressed up in a single, dark blue jumpsuit, one that he had worn many times to infiltrate hangers when he was still doing missions. He wore a dark blue cap with it, in an attempt to try and hide his untamable hair.
Heero Yuy gazed silently and pulled the brim of his cap down. In the center of a group of people, admirers maybe, stood his friend, Quatre Raberba Winner, engaged in their small talk. He was dressed up as an angel, wearing long white robes with golden fastenings, rather realistic looking folded wings, and a golden halo hovering above his head, held by a clear rod attached to his back.
He spotted Trowa Barton on the other side of the room, also leaning against a wall. He was dressed as a medieval hunter, wearing brown trousers that were tucked into leather boots. He wore a silk green shirt covered up by a leather vest with a real bow and real arrows on his back. The two locked gazes a moment, and then began their wanderings again.
Chang Wufei had also come, albeit reluctantly. He was dressed as a Chinese warrior, a shadow ninja. He wore all black, and actually seemed to be part of the shadows. He had his hood down at the moment, and was also glaring around at the crowd with his onyx eyes. He, like Heero, didn't really want to come, but their friendship with the blond Arabian came first.
The only person that Heero didn't see was Duo Maxwell. Usually, Duo thrived on parties like this. It was what he was meant to do in life, it seemed. And yet he hadn't come. Quatre had confirmed with each of them that they were coming...did he know that Duo wasn't here?
He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the emerald-eyed teenage girl approach him until she waved a hand in front of his face. He blinked then looked at her. She smiled.
"Well, you seem lonely all the way out over here. Why aren't you dancing, or drinking, or partying?"
Heero swept his eyes over the girl. She was about his height with waist-length violet hair...probably dyed. She had green eyes and wore a leather outfit covering her upper and lower body. Leather boots reached up to her knees as fishnet stockings stretched up to beneath her leather skirt. She also wore elbow-length leather gloves.
"Well?" She asked. "Why are you over here?"
"...I don't like crowds" was all he gave in response.
"Then what are you doing at a party like this?"
"...A friend invited me."
She brightened. "Oh? Who's your friend?"
He watched her reaction carefully before he answering. "...Quatre..."
She smiled...it was eerie, as if he had met her before. "Really? The host? Wow, you got some connections...what's your name?"
"...Hn..."
"What?"
"...Heero Yuy..."
She startled him by smiling that eerie smile again. "Heero is it? That's a nice name! Mine's Kamen. Nice to meet you, Heero!"
"Hn..." This 'Kamen' reminded him strongly of someone, but it was difficult to place. He wasn't familiar with her name, but was on guard as soon as she had said it. 'Kamen' meant 'Disguise'. He knew her from somewhere, he was sure of it. She smiled again, and he was assaulted by the feeling of deja-vu.
"Come on Heero! Let's dance!"
Kamen grabbed Heero's arm and dragged him onto the dance floor. Heero, taken off guard by her sudden request and action, was helpless to stop her. He did manage to see a smirking Wufei before he was dragged into the midst of the dancers.
As if on cue, the music changed into a slow song. Heero thought that was strange for a Halloween party, but didn't question it as Kamen drew him in close to her, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Not a talkative type, are you?"
"...Hn..."
She smiled. "You should really loosen up. You're too tense! Just relax a bit...I won't bite."
Heero relaxed the smallest bit, but it seemed good enough for her. She gently laid her head on his shoulder, pressing her body close to him. Her action surprised him. They had just met, and she was putting her total confidence in him! He gazed at her and tried to figure out her mystery.
They weren't dancing long before the bell tolled midnight. She looked into his eyes and smiled sadly. "I have to go now...thanks for dancing with me..." She let go of him but he grabbed her arm. She turned, surprised.
"Who are you?" He asked sternly, staring into her eyes.
She looked a bit nervous but managed a smile. She wrapped him in her arms and kissed him. "Don't ask questions," she said, breaking the kiss softly. When she went to turn away, he noticed that one of her eyes was green, the other violet. In a moment, as he watched her disappear into the crowd, his mind clicked on two things. The first, she was wearing contacts. The second, she was the very person he shared his room with.
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...
Pairings: 1x? I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that x.x...
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter One
The costume-clad youth stood before a mirror and swept his violet eyes over his lithe body, making sure that everything about him was just right. He had to be careful tonight at Quatre's Halloween party...very careful. He hoped that his costume would hide him from the sharp mind and piercing eyes of his love. This had to work. A few adjustments to the leather garments and it was perfect. He brushed his long hair from out of his face then inserted a pair of contact lenses, finally smiling. Everything was ready. He exited his room quietly, making sure no one noticed him, and sneaked down to the party.
At the same time, a certain dark-haired boy swept Prussian blue eyes through the crowd of people gathered for the party. He leaned against a wall, a neutral expression frozen on his face. He disliked crowded areas, but he was willing to make this sacrifice for his friend. Quatre's feelings were easily hurt, and that was the last thing he wanted to do to him.
So he came to this party, dressed up in a single, dark blue jumpsuit, one that he had worn many times to infiltrate hangers when he was still doing missions. He wore a dark blue cap with it, in an attempt to try and hide his untamable hair.
Heero Yuy gazed silently and pulled the brim of his cap down. In the center of a group of people, admirers maybe, stood his friend, Quatre Raberba Winner, engaged in their small talk. He was dressed up as an angel, wearing long white robes with golden fastenings, rather realistic looking folded wings, and a golden halo hovering above his head, held by a clear rod attached to his back.
He spotted Trowa Barton on the other side of the room, also leaning against a wall. He was dressed as a medieval hunter, wearing brown trousers that were tucked into leather boots. He wore a silk green shirt covered up by a leather vest with a real bow and real arrows on his back. The two locked gazes a moment, and then began their wanderings again.
Chang Wufei had also come, albeit reluctantly. He was dressed as a Chinese warrior, a shadow ninja. He wore all black, and actually seemed to be part of the shadows. He had his hood down at the moment, and was also glaring around at the crowd with his onyx eyes. He, like Heero, didn't really want to come, but their friendship with the blond Arabian came first.
The only person that Heero didn't see was Duo Maxwell. Usually, Duo thrived on parties like this. It was what he was meant to do in life, it seemed. And yet he hadn't come. Quatre had confirmed with each of them that they were coming...did he know that Duo wasn't here?
He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the emerald-eyed teenage girl approach him until she waved a hand in front of his face. He blinked then looked at her. She smiled.
"Well, you seem lonely all the way out over here. Why aren't you dancing, or drinking, or partying?"
Heero swept his eyes over the girl. She was about his height with waist-length violet hair...probably dyed. She had green eyes and wore a leather outfit covering her upper and lower body. Leather boots reached up to her knees as fishnet stockings stretched up to beneath her leather skirt. She also wore elbow-length leather gloves.
"Well?" She asked. "Why are you over here?"
"...I don't like crowds" was all he gave in response.
"Then what are you doing at a party like this?"
"...A friend invited me."
She brightened. "Oh? Who's your friend?"
He watched her reaction carefully before he answering. "...Quatre..."
She smiled...it was eerie, as if he had met her before. "Really? The host? Wow, you got some connections...what's your name?"
"...Hn..."
"What?"
"...Heero Yuy..."
She startled him by smiling that eerie smile again. "Heero is it? That's a nice name! Mine's Kamen. Nice to meet you, Heero!"
"Hn..." This 'Kamen' reminded him strongly of someone, but it was difficult to place. He wasn't familiar with her name, but was on guard as soon as she had said it. 'Kamen' meant 'Disguise'. He knew her from somewhere, he was sure of it. She smiled again, and he was assaulted by the feeling of deja-vu.
"Come on Heero! Let's dance!"
Kamen grabbed Heero's arm and dragged him onto the dance floor. Heero, taken off guard by her sudden request and action, was helpless to stop her. He did manage to see a smirking Wufei before he was dragged into the midst of the dancers.
As if on cue, the music changed into a slow song. Heero thought that was strange for a Halloween party, but didn't question it as Kamen drew him in close to her, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Not a talkative type, are you?"
"...Hn..."
She smiled. "You should really loosen up. You're too tense! Just relax a bit...I won't bite."
Heero relaxed the smallest bit, but it seemed good enough for her. She gently laid her head on his shoulder, pressing her body close to him. Her action surprised him. They had just met, and she was putting her total confidence in him! He gazed at her and tried to figure out her mystery.
They weren't dancing long before the bell tolled midnight. She looked into his eyes and smiled sadly. "I have to go now...thanks for dancing with me..." She let go of him but he grabbed her arm. She turned, surprised.
"Who are you?" He asked sternly, staring into her eyes.
She looked a bit nervous but managed a smile. She wrapped him in her arms and kissed him. "Don't ask questions," she said, breaking the kiss softly. When she went to turn away, he noticed that one of her eyes was green, the other violet. In a moment, as he watched her disappear into the crowd, his mind clicked on two things. The first, she was wearing contacts. The second, she was the very person he shared his room with.
