Title: Angel of War

Author: angel zeniko-chan

Email: zeni24@hotmail.com (I have msn, if you want to talk to me then just add me.)

Rating: hints of 1x2/2x1

Summary: During a mission, Heero dies, but then comes to life to comfort his friends. Heero is an angel with black wings and sent on a mission from heaven.

Author's notes: second part!!! It's actually a one part fic, but it seemed a bit long... so here's the next part!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Gundam Wing characters... too bad... I wish I did.

"speaking"

'thinking'

flash backs

*** time gap or POV change

(author note's)

Angel of War

Part 2

So far: Heero dies in a mission protecting Duo and Wufei, but he comes back as an angel with black wings. His mission? To cheer up his friends. So far he has reached Trowa.

Quater lay on his bed, his stormy blue eyes watching the ceiling. He felt overwhelmed by the love they all have for Heero, which he felt from the other pilots. But he was also overwhelmed by all the pain they felt by losing one of their closest friends.

Of all the pilots, they had thought that Heero would be the one to last the longest. It was clear that he was the strongest of them all. He was the perfect Soldier. He'd jumped from tall buildings and landed on his feet without even a scratch. He was able to set his own wounds, such as the time he broke his leg. He clearly never showed any pain.

"What should I do?" He asked to himself, out loud.

"Cheer up."

Quatre bolted out of bed, surprised that someone was so quiet that he could sneak up on him.

When Quatre saw who it was, he fell back down. "I'm dreaming..." He told himself. "This is all a dream... Wake up, Quatre Raberba Winner!" He pinched himself. "OW!"

The angel at the doorway had to laugh at his friend's antics.

Quatre stared at the laughing Heero. "Wow..." He said. "That's the first time I ever made Heero laugh..." Then he hit himself on the head. "Wake up. It's just a dream!"

Heero smiled. "Quatre?"

Quatre lifted his head to view the 'imaginary' Heero.

"Omae o korosu."

Quatre's face brightened as he realized it was not a dream. "It is you!" He cried, wrapping his arms around Heero's small waist.

Heero smiled at the smaller blonde and hugged back, knowing how sentimental Quatre could be at times. "I missed you all so much." He said, showing emotion to the second person that night.

"You've changed." Quatre remarked, then he stepped back to take in Heero's whole person. "But you're dead, aren't you?"

Heero pulled a face, making Quatre laugh. "Stop reminding me..."

This made the blonde stare at the brunette. 'Heero cracked a joke!' He thought, shocked. Then he smiled. 'I knew Heero wasn't cold all the time.' "So, you're an angel?" He asked.

Heero smiled. "Yeah, I'm an angel. I'll watch over you guys." He hugged Quatre once more. "Sleep, Quatre. Until we meet again." Then with a blinding light, he disappeared into the black sky, leaving a peaceful blonde boy content.

"I wasn't dreaming..." He said before falling asleep on the comfortable bed. "Until we meet again... Heero."

***

"Stupid. Weak. Stupid. Weak." A chinese boy lay on his bed, thrashing around with his katana, muttering to himself. "It should've been me. Not you Heero..."

"Why is it that everyone keeps talking to themselves?"

Wufei sat up faster then lightning and found himself nose-to-nose with a boy with cobalt-blue eyes.

His own black eyes widened before he fell back onto the bed, waving the katana again. "Weak, weak..."

Heero smirked. He never thought that Wufei, of all people, would be acting like this. He sat down beside the chinese boy who was still muttering to himself. "You're not weak, Wufei." He said, gently taking the katana away and placing it on the desk.

If Wufei was surprised with the gentleness of Heero's hands and how he talked, he didn't show it. All he did was cover his face with his hands, as if ashamed of showing it. Tears which have stopped, started pouring down his cheeks once more. "It's my fault. I should've seen it coming. You shouldn't have died."

Heero took Wufei's hands in his own. "It's not your fault." Heero said in a no-nonsense voice. It was my time to leave." Heero then smiled. "No one can change destiny."

"But-" Wufei tried protesting, but Heero wouldn't take a no for an answer.

"But nothing. You can't do anything now. to change it. I'm dead, Wufei." His voice took a lighter tone before continuing. "I'll always be here though."

Heero smiled brightly. Something that he would never have done if he was alive. "Think of it this way. I'm your guardian angel. I'll watch over you and the others."

"You better." Wufei smiled slightly, telling Heero that his work here was done.

Heero nodded then pulled the blankets over Wufei's body. "Goodnight." Then he disappeared.

"G'night, Heero." His breathing settled down as he drifted off into the realms of dreams.

***

Duo lay in Heero's bed, face in Heero's clean pillows, breathing in the last of his scent. When Heero was there, there was some kind of completeness that Duo could feel in the air. But now that HHero was gone... the room that he shared with his partner now felt dark and empty.

"Heero. Heero. Heero. Heero..." He said Heero's name like it was a chant that could bring the Perfect Soldier back. "I miss you so much..." He sobbed into the white pillows.

"I miss you too..."

Duo blinked. Did his ears just hear Heero's voice? Not possible, he dismissed it. "Now his voice has come back to haunt me..." Duo placed his hands over his ears, blocking off all sound and closing his eyes.

Because he couldn't hear now, he failed to hear the soft footsteps of a cobalt-blue-eyed angel who slowly stepped in. His wings lay limply between his shoujlder blades. Gently, he took Duo's hands off his ears. "Open your eyes." He whispered into Duo's ear, his warm breath on Duo's neck, making him shiver.

Duo looked up. "...Heero..." Duo threw himself onto the startled boy. "I missed you so much!" He cried.

Heero smiled and hugged the boy hard. He failed to notice a few drops of tears fall from his eyes. "I missed you too. It's too quiet up there." He pointed to the sky.

Duo smiled, trying to wipe away the tears, but they kept coming. "You live in heaven now?" He asked.

Heero took his sleeve to wipe the tears away from his eyes and Duo's. "Yeah." He said sadly. "Don't blame yourselv for what happened to me." He said. "Technically, I'm still alive."

Duo's tear-filled eyes looked up in Heero's Prussian blue ones. "I love you." He confessed.

Heero smiled. "Ashiteru." He gave Duo one last smile and a tiny kiss before leaving the braided pilot to go back to make his mission report.

"I love you, Heero." Duo said to the air around him before curling up into a ball and falling asleep.

***

Heero was dead tired when he returned to heaven. 'I'm glad I got to see them again... At least their happy now...' He thought, feeling the empty spot in his heart. "At least they're happy..." He whispered, one tear falling from his Prussian blue eyes and dropping the the earth, unnoticed by everyone.

Heero buried his head into a fluffly white cloud and cried.

***

angel zeniko-chan: Second part done!!! The next part is the very last part there is... unless you peepz want a sequel or something. Let me know at my email or review!!! Arigato!