Heero's Life: As Told By Fellow Pilots
Chapter 2: Trowa Meets Heero
The first time meeting Heero, was during a battle, I had been staying with Quatre, who had met Heero before. Later, I would think it odd, him never mentioning Heero while I was with him. However, when he self detonated his gundam, while inside, I decided to take him back with me. For the first three months, he just lay, in coma. I had to force feed him, and care for his wounds. Near the end of the third month he woke from this. When I walked in the room, and saw him there I greeted him. "Hello, I'm Trowa.", I said, he didn't move. I went and shook him, and he turned in my direction, I saw he was blind. He made some movements with his hand, sign language. I thought it well that I had taken a course in it prior to meeting him, or I would not of had known what to do. (Quick note anything with ' These' are in sign language.) 'My name is Trowa, who are you?', I asked, and hopefully he understood.
'Heero Yuy, how long have I been out?', he asked, with his hands.
'Three months.', Trowa answered.
'Are you my enemy, or one of the others?', Heero asked.
'Pilot of zero-four.', I responded.
'Where's Quatre?', Heero now asked.
'Home, I would think, I'm not sure though.', Trowa replied.
"Trowa? What are you doing in there being all quiet?", Catharine walked in, "Oh, he's awake!"
"Cathy, listen to me before you try to greet him.", Trowa stated sitting up.
"What is it?", Catherine asked.
"I have found out Heero's blind, and deaf.", Trowa stated firmly.
"Oh", Catherine said.
'I smell something nice. Is it a candle or something Trowa?', Heero asked in sign language.
'No, it's Catherine, a friend of mine.', Trowa answered.
'Can I meet her?', Heero asked.
"Catherine, he wants to meet you, now just copy what signs I make, and allow him to feel your hands.", Trowa instructed, "I can translate what he says for you.",
'Hi, I'm Catherine.', Catherine copied from Trowa.
'Did you just learn sign language, cause I can tell.', Heero signed, and Trowa translated.
'Yes.', she replied
'Your hands are soft, I like things that are soft.', Heero said quietly, 'They smell like lilacs too.',
'Thank- you.', she said.
It was obvious Heero had been raised with only one purpose, to pilot the gundam. He was somewhat innocent, yet deadly, if he did not see those he killed, or hear their cries of pain. What would he turn out to be in this war? I had to consider it well that he was on our side. Though, I sat there he had no sight or sound, nor did he understand how to talk. Whether or not he was capable of that communication I did not know. I felt for he did not have those senses as I, my memories that we were close. Quatre must of felt the same, I believe. The worst part of him staying with us, was that the circus moved, and that meant rearrangements which would cause him to have to be guided around all the time.
It was late that night I noticed his training also consisted of living by himself. Heero used utensils, got dressed, made breakfast, and other meals on his own. He had been trained to be alone, meaning that who had trained him still lived on the colonies.
After a while of staying with me, I decided to let him stay with someone else I had met... Chang Wufei... Although I did not realize that the pilot of zero two would be there as well.
So I led him to the truck, and left unnoticed in the middle of the night, for the mountains in the distance, were Wufei was currently staying. As I knocked on the door, it was answered by a braided boy, though I currently did not know which gundam he had piloted, I left Heero with him. To return home.
Soon, I dread that we may grow apart with his gaining sight. I still understand his hopes of seeing have been possibly achieved, as I hope my gaining memories back will. Heero will not change, he will still be like an innocent kid, only more curious about the world around him. Many that have known him still do not understand what his true thoughts are, for his eyes do not reflect what is inside. So I said good- bye to him when I left him with Wufei. That is all you must know from my thoughts... For now.
End Trowa's Entry: The next will not be from a pilot, but Milliardo Peacecraft, A.K.A. Zechs, A.K.A. Wind....
