Disclaimers: Don't own 'em, never have ::sigh:: never will, so don't sue me. I'm broke anyhow.
A.N: Okay, not to confuse any of ya, but I gotta time jump a few times. I'll label them of course, but this is just a warning, k??? Present is just after the wedding(prologue) and everything else is when I say it is. Thank you all for reviewing(you know who you all are... I do too, I'm just too lazy to write all the names... :P) and I hope I don't disappoint you too much with this story!!! ^_~
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*Fairy Tale Endings: Chapter 1*
By Jadet
A Gundam Wing Fanfic
Copyright 00'
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*AC 200*
~*3 MONTHS BEFORE THE WEDDING*~
He couldn't see.
Squinting against the flickering screens, Heero glanced at his right screen then his left, his hand clutching his beam saber tightly in his right hand. His left constantly flickered from one knob to another, trying to fix the problem.
It was just his luck of course. That blasted mobil doll had caught him unaware and blew his viewing component causing his screens to flicker every second or so. Thankfully he could still hear. And talk of course, but he barely ever talked.
"Quatre behind you! About a dozen mobil dolls are grouping..... there! You okay?"
"Yeah fine, thanks Duo. Trowa, Wufei, you guys okay? Heero?"
"I'm fine Quatre, but I am getting close to running out of ammo, we better finish this off soon."
"Humph, weaklings. Why don't you all go, Nataku and I can destroy them easily."
"Sure Wu-man, whatever you say. Hey Heero, you all right?"
Heero scowled and continued pushing buttons. "Yeah, but I can't see."
"You can't see?" Heero rolled his eyes at the disbelief in Duo's voice.
"No, I can't. A doll fried my viewing component, I'm trying to fix it right now."
"We'll back you up Heero, won't we guys?" Quatre's voice said. Heero had a brief glimpse of Sandrock moving to his left and stationing himself with his back to Heero.
"Yeah sure." Heavy Arms moved to his right.
"Humph." Shenlong positioned himself behind Heero while Duo went in front of him.
"Of course! We can't let our buddy get fried, 'cause then Miss. Relena wouldn't be too happy with us!"
Heero felt a small smile quirk at his lips for a minute, glad that no one could see him. "Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
~*PRESENT*~
Heero grimaced as he twinged his ribs, breaking his reverie as a sharp pain shot throughout his body. A glance told him no one was watching and Heero happily leaned against the wall of the Peacecraft mansion, his unbandaged hand coming to gingerly hold his chest.
He couldn't really pin the blame on anyone but himself that he was as beat up as he was. It wasn't any of the other pilots fault, nor was it they're fault he got here too late. If only he had been watching, and listening, more carefully! If he had, he wouldn't be on the outside looking in at Relena's wedding. *He'd* be the one standing next to her, *he'd* be the one in the tux.
[But] Heero thought angrily, pushing himself off the wall and starting to walk again towards the back of the mansion. [Then again if it weren't for Zech's, I wouldn't be in this position either!]
Heero felt a hot anger flow through his veins, blessedly dulling the pain that was tormenting his body. If it wasn't for Zechs she wouldn't be married now! Damn him!
Stumbling over a small root on the beaten path he was taking, Heero sucked in a breath at the pain it caused him. He'd have to be more careful, after all, Heero grinned, he wasn't supposed to be up yet. Heero felt the tiny grin become a bit wider when he thought of the yelling he was going to get from Sally Po. That one didn't like any of her orders ignored.
Heero's grin was replaced by a scowl when his legs began to collapse under him. [Not now!] He screamed to himself, willing his legs to stay upright. [You are NOT weak, you cannot just collapse here! GET UP!]
His legs must have listened to him this time for they stayed up, quaking but up. Cursing under his breath he began to hobble as fast as he could towards the door he could see looming in front of him.
Experience had taught him all the secret doors and ways into the mansion. And since all the other doors were surrounded by people or guards, this was the only other way into the mansion that did not include climbing up three stories to a balcony. [And] Heero thought dryly, [I don't think I could manage that at the moment anyway]
Finally he reached the door, his legs shaking badly underneath him, his whole body throbbing with pain. [No] He thought, taking a deep breath. [No, you can't, not yet. Get your questions answered, then you can collapse]
His body somewhat back under control, Heero quietly opened the door and stole through it, the pitch blackness covering him like a soft cloak. He was on his way.
~*3 MONTHS BEFORE THE WEDDING*~
"Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Getting no reply from Duo, Heero smirked and with quick, deft movements, placed his saber back leaving his right hand free. Confident that the other Gundam pilots would protect him on all sides, he concentrated on rerouting the energy from shooting the bullets from his shoulders(he was all out) to powering the back up system to the viewing component. His fingers slid over the main console, his hands a blur. Faintly he could hear the others calling warnings out to one another.
"Heero!" Duo's voice screamed in his ear, almost breaking his concentration. Ignoring it for a moment, he pushed the last command. His screens went black for a moment before flaring to life with bright flashes of light. Let's see, the battle was fierce to his right, a few dolls and the moon to his left, Duo, Quatre, and Trowa in front of him and Wufei behind him...
"HEERO!"
"What Duo?" Heero asked grumpily, double checking all the systems once more real quick. Just one bad system could mean death for him in this type of battle...
"LOOK OUT!"
Snapping his head up, he caught only a brief glimpse of two Leo's before they crashed into him. Hard. His head slammed back into the seat, lights exploding in the back of his eyes. Sparks flew from the main console and a small piece flew from the equipment, lodging it self in Heero's arm. A soft curse was his only response before shaking his head and trying to find out what was happening.
Fuzzily Heero could make out the other pilots calling to him, but unfortunately his brain felt like mush. He couldn't understand a word they were saying. Shaking his head a few more times, Heero reached out and grabbed the control sticks, trying to get himself upright. It took him a minute to grasp that he wasn't moving except for flying backwards. Huh...?
Narrowing his eyes, he looked to his right and found himself looking at a Leo holding his arm tightly, flying downward at a high speed towards the moon. A look to his left confirmed another Leo holding his left arm. When he tried once again to move his arm, the Leo's only gripped it tighter and continued to fly.
Eyes narrowing further, he cursed himself violently. Damn it, he was caught. A panicked beep brought his attention to the top of his screen. Well no shit he was going to ram into the moon.
"Damn it Zero, can't you think of something?!" Heero yelled, still trying fruitlessly to yank his arms from the two Leo's. His arms relaxed when he heard Zero's reply, his eyes going cold.
"The self destruction button?" Heero's eyes flashed yellow fleetingly, a fierce frown on his lips. Nodding, a evil smirk grew on his face.
"Mission accepted."
Reaching forward, he pressed a button and opened a compartment. A small black cylinder attached by a long cord, lay almost innocently in the gray compartment. A large red button graced the top of the cylinder. Taking it out carefully, Heero looked at it through half closed eyes.
[I'm sorry Relena, I'm not coming home after all] Taking a deep breath, unaware of the singular tear streaking down his face, he held the cylinder in front of his face, the cylinder horizontal and his thumb over the button.
"Mission accomplished"
Violently, he pushed the button and heard the warning sirens before bright red then black invaded his vision. He didn't feel the pain until later.
~*PRESENT*~
A loud noise, much like a door slamming, woke the man lying on the bed. Struggling to open his eyes, he opened them a crack and took in the man before him and mentally cursed. [I am not in the mood for this]
Groggily, Zechs Marquis, or Milliardo Peacecraft, opened his eyes farther and focused them bleary on the slumped figure standing in his doorway.
Fever slicked eyes met pain filled.
"Heero."
"Zechs"
A tense silence filled the air as each glared at the other.
"So I see your not dead, Heero."
Heero glare intensified and he pushed himself away from the doorway, standing straight, shakily but straight, in the room.
"No, not yet Zechs," Taking a deep breath, he swept back his sweat slicked hair, and focused his Prussian blue eyes as best as he could on his enemy. "We have to talk."
Zechs raised an eye brow and slowly pulled himself up into a sitting position, his colbat blue also trying to focus. "What about?"
"Relena," another steadying breath. "And how I'm going to kill you."
Feverish met pain hazed once more and both felt an understanding. Nodding, Zechs folded his hands over his stomach and stared at Heero.
"Fine, talk."
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Duo groaned and closed the door to the empty bedroom behind him. Leaning his body against the door, he rested his head on the door and closed his eyes.
[Aww man!] Duo sighed and banged his head backwards a few times. [I should have known this would happen. That guy NEVER stays still, not even when he's a vegetable!]
Shaking his head, he pushed himself away from the door and walked down the dimly lit hallway, his hands in his pockets. Dimly he wondered if they should have taken Sally's advice and *tied* Heero to the bed. But nooooo, Quatre and himself just *couldn't* consider that. So much for being too hurt to move.
Sighing again, he walked a bit faster to his room. After entering, he quickly scribbled down a note and attached it to his door. Satisfied that if they wanted to find him, they would find the note, he grabbed a few clothes from his dresser and shoved them into a duffel bag. About to walk out, he remembered Heero's injuries. Knowing that idiot, he probably stressed all his stitches and broken bones. Groaning, Duo closed his door softly behind him and walked to the sick room and picked up some pain medication and a few bandages before walking to the mobil suit storage area.
Deathsythe Hell stood proudly where Duo had left him, his black body reflecting the light from the open doorway. Duo stopped a minute to grin like an idiot. No matter what anyone said, his old buddy did have a soul and was his friend. Shaking his head and floated towards the cockpit and opened it. Throwing his bag behind the seat, he slid into the seat and pressed a few buttons. The cockpit door closed with a whoosh, leaving him in pitch darkness. His fingers found the right buttons and the steady hum of his Gundam starting up filled Duo with contentment, a soft greenish yellow light filling the cockpit. He would miss his buddy when either he had to destroy it or he died in battle(wow THAT was a happy thought). They just had so many memories together.
Deathsythe's green eyes glowed and it's massive frame stood. With a few presses of a couple buttons, Deathsythe turned and walked to the hanger door. Another button opened the hanger door and gave the view of endless space in front of him, the only light coming from the numerous stars dotting the black horizen. Deathsythe crouched and pushed off, speeding through space.
[Time to go get Heero from whatever hole he dug himself into] Duo sighed and made a sad face, his lips drawn as far they could go down and his eyes big and watery. Since when did 20 year olds need a baby-sitter? Glancing into space, he said what both himself and Deathsythe were thinking.
"Awwwww man!"
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End of Part 1, to be continued in Part 2....
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Ooooookay, was that a good first chapter??? I didn't want to make it too long, so I just stopped it there. Next chapter will have Relena and her new hubbies thoughts and the 'talking' between Heero and Zechs. I hope this is a good story, I really don't want it to suck!!! :( Hey have any of you guessed where the title comes from yet??? Tee hee!!! Well please tell me what you guys think, I'm so nervous I'm still this close to deleting this story!!! Anyway, jaa nee minna san!! ^.~
A.N: Okay, not to confuse any of ya, but I gotta time jump a few times. I'll label them of course, but this is just a warning, k??? Present is just after the wedding(prologue) and everything else is when I say it is. Thank you all for reviewing(you know who you all are... I do too, I'm just too lazy to write all the names... :P) and I hope I don't disappoint you too much with this story!!! ^_~
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*Fairy Tale Endings: Chapter 1*
By Jadet
A Gundam Wing Fanfic
Copyright 00'
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*AC 200*
~*3 MONTHS BEFORE THE WEDDING*~
He couldn't see.
Squinting against the flickering screens, Heero glanced at his right screen then his left, his hand clutching his beam saber tightly in his right hand. His left constantly flickered from one knob to another, trying to fix the problem.
It was just his luck of course. That blasted mobil doll had caught him unaware and blew his viewing component causing his screens to flicker every second or so. Thankfully he could still hear. And talk of course, but he barely ever talked.
"Quatre behind you! About a dozen mobil dolls are grouping..... there! You okay?"
"Yeah fine, thanks Duo. Trowa, Wufei, you guys okay? Heero?"
"I'm fine Quatre, but I am getting close to running out of ammo, we better finish this off soon."
"Humph, weaklings. Why don't you all go, Nataku and I can destroy them easily."
"Sure Wu-man, whatever you say. Hey Heero, you all right?"
Heero scowled and continued pushing buttons. "Yeah, but I can't see."
"You can't see?" Heero rolled his eyes at the disbelief in Duo's voice.
"No, I can't. A doll fried my viewing component, I'm trying to fix it right now."
"We'll back you up Heero, won't we guys?" Quatre's voice said. Heero had a brief glimpse of Sandrock moving to his left and stationing himself with his back to Heero.
"Yeah sure." Heavy Arms moved to his right.
"Humph." Shenlong positioned himself behind Heero while Duo went in front of him.
"Of course! We can't let our buddy get fried, 'cause then Miss. Relena wouldn't be too happy with us!"
Heero felt a small smile quirk at his lips for a minute, glad that no one could see him. "Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
~*PRESENT*~
Heero grimaced as he twinged his ribs, breaking his reverie as a sharp pain shot throughout his body. A glance told him no one was watching and Heero happily leaned against the wall of the Peacecraft mansion, his unbandaged hand coming to gingerly hold his chest.
He couldn't really pin the blame on anyone but himself that he was as beat up as he was. It wasn't any of the other pilots fault, nor was it they're fault he got here too late. If only he had been watching, and listening, more carefully! If he had, he wouldn't be on the outside looking in at Relena's wedding. *He'd* be the one standing next to her, *he'd* be the one in the tux.
[But] Heero thought angrily, pushing himself off the wall and starting to walk again towards the back of the mansion. [Then again if it weren't for Zech's, I wouldn't be in this position either!]
Heero felt a hot anger flow through his veins, blessedly dulling the pain that was tormenting his body. If it wasn't for Zechs she wouldn't be married now! Damn him!
Stumbling over a small root on the beaten path he was taking, Heero sucked in a breath at the pain it caused him. He'd have to be more careful, after all, Heero grinned, he wasn't supposed to be up yet. Heero felt the tiny grin become a bit wider when he thought of the yelling he was going to get from Sally Po. That one didn't like any of her orders ignored.
Heero's grin was replaced by a scowl when his legs began to collapse under him. [Not now!] He screamed to himself, willing his legs to stay upright. [You are NOT weak, you cannot just collapse here! GET UP!]
His legs must have listened to him this time for they stayed up, quaking but up. Cursing under his breath he began to hobble as fast as he could towards the door he could see looming in front of him.
Experience had taught him all the secret doors and ways into the mansion. And since all the other doors were surrounded by people or guards, this was the only other way into the mansion that did not include climbing up three stories to a balcony. [And] Heero thought dryly, [I don't think I could manage that at the moment anyway]
Finally he reached the door, his legs shaking badly underneath him, his whole body throbbing with pain. [No] He thought, taking a deep breath. [No, you can't, not yet. Get your questions answered, then you can collapse]
His body somewhat back under control, Heero quietly opened the door and stole through it, the pitch blackness covering him like a soft cloak. He was on his way.
~*3 MONTHS BEFORE THE WEDDING*~
"Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Getting no reply from Duo, Heero smirked and with quick, deft movements, placed his saber back leaving his right hand free. Confident that the other Gundam pilots would protect him on all sides, he concentrated on rerouting the energy from shooting the bullets from his shoulders(he was all out) to powering the back up system to the viewing component. His fingers slid over the main console, his hands a blur. Faintly he could hear the others calling warnings out to one another.
"Heero!" Duo's voice screamed in his ear, almost breaking his concentration. Ignoring it for a moment, he pushed the last command. His screens went black for a moment before flaring to life with bright flashes of light. Let's see, the battle was fierce to his right, a few dolls and the moon to his left, Duo, Quatre, and Trowa in front of him and Wufei behind him...
"HEERO!"
"What Duo?" Heero asked grumpily, double checking all the systems once more real quick. Just one bad system could mean death for him in this type of battle...
"LOOK OUT!"
Snapping his head up, he caught only a brief glimpse of two Leo's before they crashed into him. Hard. His head slammed back into the seat, lights exploding in the back of his eyes. Sparks flew from the main console and a small piece flew from the equipment, lodging it self in Heero's arm. A soft curse was his only response before shaking his head and trying to find out what was happening.
Fuzzily Heero could make out the other pilots calling to him, but unfortunately his brain felt like mush. He couldn't understand a word they were saying. Shaking his head a few more times, Heero reached out and grabbed the control sticks, trying to get himself upright. It took him a minute to grasp that he wasn't moving except for flying backwards. Huh...?
Narrowing his eyes, he looked to his right and found himself looking at a Leo holding his arm tightly, flying downward at a high speed towards the moon. A look to his left confirmed another Leo holding his left arm. When he tried once again to move his arm, the Leo's only gripped it tighter and continued to fly.
Eyes narrowing further, he cursed himself violently. Damn it, he was caught. A panicked beep brought his attention to the top of his screen. Well no shit he was going to ram into the moon.
"Damn it Zero, can't you think of something?!" Heero yelled, still trying fruitlessly to yank his arms from the two Leo's. His arms relaxed when he heard Zero's reply, his eyes going cold.
"The self destruction button?" Heero's eyes flashed yellow fleetingly, a fierce frown on his lips. Nodding, a evil smirk grew on his face.
"Mission accepted."
Reaching forward, he pressed a button and opened a compartment. A small black cylinder attached by a long cord, lay almost innocently in the gray compartment. A large red button graced the top of the cylinder. Taking it out carefully, Heero looked at it through half closed eyes.
[I'm sorry Relena, I'm not coming home after all] Taking a deep breath, unaware of the singular tear streaking down his face, he held the cylinder in front of his face, the cylinder horizontal and his thumb over the button.
"Mission accomplished"
Violently, he pushed the button and heard the warning sirens before bright red then black invaded his vision. He didn't feel the pain until later.
~*PRESENT*~
A loud noise, much like a door slamming, woke the man lying on the bed. Struggling to open his eyes, he opened them a crack and took in the man before him and mentally cursed. [I am not in the mood for this]
Groggily, Zechs Marquis, or Milliardo Peacecraft, opened his eyes farther and focused them bleary on the slumped figure standing in his doorway.
Fever slicked eyes met pain filled.
"Heero."
"Zechs"
A tense silence filled the air as each glared at the other.
"So I see your not dead, Heero."
Heero glare intensified and he pushed himself away from the doorway, standing straight, shakily but straight, in the room.
"No, not yet Zechs," Taking a deep breath, he swept back his sweat slicked hair, and focused his Prussian blue eyes as best as he could on his enemy. "We have to talk."
Zechs raised an eye brow and slowly pulled himself up into a sitting position, his colbat blue also trying to focus. "What about?"
"Relena," another steadying breath. "And how I'm going to kill you."
Feverish met pain hazed once more and both felt an understanding. Nodding, Zechs folded his hands over his stomach and stared at Heero.
"Fine, talk."
*******
Duo groaned and closed the door to the empty bedroom behind him. Leaning his body against the door, he rested his head on the door and closed his eyes.
[Aww man!] Duo sighed and banged his head backwards a few times. [I should have known this would happen. That guy NEVER stays still, not even when he's a vegetable!]
Shaking his head, he pushed himself away from the door and walked down the dimly lit hallway, his hands in his pockets. Dimly he wondered if they should have taken Sally's advice and *tied* Heero to the bed. But nooooo, Quatre and himself just *couldn't* consider that. So much for being too hurt to move.
Sighing again, he walked a bit faster to his room. After entering, he quickly scribbled down a note and attached it to his door. Satisfied that if they wanted to find him, they would find the note, he grabbed a few clothes from his dresser and shoved them into a duffel bag. About to walk out, he remembered Heero's injuries. Knowing that idiot, he probably stressed all his stitches and broken bones. Groaning, Duo closed his door softly behind him and walked to the sick room and picked up some pain medication and a few bandages before walking to the mobil suit storage area.
Deathsythe Hell stood proudly where Duo had left him, his black body reflecting the light from the open doorway. Duo stopped a minute to grin like an idiot. No matter what anyone said, his old buddy did have a soul and was his friend. Shaking his head and floated towards the cockpit and opened it. Throwing his bag behind the seat, he slid into the seat and pressed a few buttons. The cockpit door closed with a whoosh, leaving him in pitch darkness. His fingers found the right buttons and the steady hum of his Gundam starting up filled Duo with contentment, a soft greenish yellow light filling the cockpit. He would miss his buddy when either he had to destroy it or he died in battle(wow THAT was a happy thought). They just had so many memories together.
Deathsythe's green eyes glowed and it's massive frame stood. With a few presses of a couple buttons, Deathsythe turned and walked to the hanger door. Another button opened the hanger door and gave the view of endless space in front of him, the only light coming from the numerous stars dotting the black horizen. Deathsythe crouched and pushed off, speeding through space.
[Time to go get Heero from whatever hole he dug himself into] Duo sighed and made a sad face, his lips drawn as far they could go down and his eyes big and watery. Since when did 20 year olds need a baby-sitter? Glancing into space, he said what both himself and Deathsythe were thinking.
"Awwwww man!"
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End of Part 1, to be continued in Part 2....
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Ooooookay, was that a good first chapter??? I didn't want to make it too long, so I just stopped it there. Next chapter will have Relena and her new hubbies thoughts and the 'talking' between Heero and Zechs. I hope this is a good story, I really don't want it to suck!!! :( Hey have any of you guessed where the title comes from yet??? Tee hee!!! Well please tell me what you guys think, I'm so nervous I'm still this close to deleting this story!!! Anyway, jaa nee minna san!! ^.~