~Liberi Fatali~
By Moon Dragon
Warnings: *YAOI* future pairings: 1+2, MU+3, 3+4, 5+Meiran,
AU, some romance and swearing.
Note: My eyes are tired, so if there's mistakes...oi, hope not.
I Really, REALLY need reviews! ...Please?
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or anything else
from Final Fantasy 8.

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The Sank Kingdom.

A truly peaceful place, but isolated as well.
The country and its people believe in total pacifism and hold no arm
weapons. Trowa's stance is stiff and ready to protect the people and
the country. Peace he can accept, but with OZ and even wild monsters
around, he believes in defense.
OZ has a different view. They want peace, but with a strict government
system hovering the people everywhere.
Trowa summons forth his gunblade as Heero wields his own gunblade
too. It is only Wufei who handles a large lance that gleams in might.
Lt. Noin and Instructor Zechs abide by the ship.
Lt. Noin gives them a slight nod, "Your mission is to guard the South
Gate from any OZ soldiers and intruders. Do not move until given
further orders and relieve your mission if injured or in need of help."

"Your mission…"

So simple those words, yet they remind Trowa everyday about his duty.
Mercenaries can not depend much on what is moral. They work for anyone
and accept any mission. With the thought in mind, Trowa, Heero and
Wufei brace themselves for an OZ ambush.

Mission, duty…is that all they were taught?

It was for Trowa…

He remembered waking up in the orphanage when he was five.
They talked rarely about his past, as if they don't want to tell him
at all. The only information he knows is that his name is Trowa Barton
and his parents died during a war. There must be something else, but
it was futile. Trowa gave up on his search a long time ago and ended
up in Balamb Garden.

It seems that being a mercenary is the only way of life he could live.

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"This…totally sucks…"

Trowa looks up, surprised at Heero's complaint.
"It hasn't been that long Heero-"

"What do you mean 'it hasn't been that long?!' We've waited two
hours after the ambush and not one single order has come up!"

Trowa shrugs. He can't deny Heero anymore…Two hours had passed since
they finished their fight at the South Gate. The sun rises high at
its noon. Wufei and Trowa patiently wait, but Heero becomes aggravated.
Trowa slightly frowns at Heero's odd state. He and Heero were together
since Trowa joined the Balamb Garden. Heero was always calm and
collected, but now he seems easily agitated. Maybe it's because of
the exam; but then again, Trowa doesn't know Heero long enough to
learn his past yet.

Heero stiffens in his pace, "Someone's here…" Trowa frowns at the
sound of silence but Wufei seems to notice. He moves from his place
and approaches a broken structure with a draping cloth. With casual
grace, Wufei slashes his lance across the drape to reveal a window
and a young man behind it.

"YEOW! Watch where you strike that thing!" The offended man jumps
back, his violet eyes widening. Trowa notices that he wears mostly
black with long brown hair tied neatly in a braid.
Trowa slightly shudders, 'What's with guys and long hair anyway?'

Heero does a threatening approach, "Who are you? Were you spying on us?"
"No," The braided man answers, "I just happen to walk by and found
interest in your situation."
"Don't mock me!" Heero barks. He centers his gunblade in front of
the stranger's face, but the man's eye sparkle with mischief,
"Heeey, I love a man who's so strong and demanding."
He waggles his eyes at Heero. Trowa can't help but chuckle at Heero's
reddened face.
Wufei, however, finds no amusement in this, "This is a dangerous area.
You better leave the situation in our custody." The young stranger
raises his hands as if surrendering, "No problem man. I'm supposed
to be leaving anyway."

"Hello? Hey!"

All men turn towards the voice. Sprinting down the deserted hill,
a young Chinese woman comes up to them. Trowa wonders if she's another
intruder, but relaxes when he notices the familiar SeeD uniform she's
wearing.

"You must be the last group Lt. Noin was talking about!
She said-Wufei? Is that you?"
She stops abruptly, her sleek ponytail stills after the run.
"It is you, Wufei!" Her brown eyes brighten, but then stern at
the sight of Wufei's back on her. "Don't you DARE turn away from me Wufei!"
Wufei winces, "I can't help it when you EMBARRASS me like that, woman!"
"How come you're always ASHAMED of me?!" she fumes.
Trowa rubs his temples of an upcoming headache.
"I never realize how loud Wufei can be," he muses.

Suddenly the pebbles jump around as the ground shakes!
'An earthquake?' Trowa wonders. The group's attention averts their
gaze from the ground to a tall tower far away. The tower's peak opens
like a mouth as a satellite emerges and sends a beam towards the sky.
But what could the satellite be sending?

"Well, that's my cue to leave." Unfazed, the braided man smiles at
the others. "Nice meeting you all, Trowa, Wufei and Heero."
He especially winks at the last and adds, "Nice ass!" Then he
leaves quickly like a chocobo.

Silence, until Heero shouts, "I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!"

More silence, shocked silence actually. Heero becomes aware of
this and blushes to a point of a burnt tomato. The young woman
recovers from the silence, muttering softly, "You must be the Heero
people are talking about…" Heero glares at her. She coughs,
"My name is Meiran. I'm a messenger sent from Lt. Noin.
She apologizes with the long wait, but we were occupied with
the injured. She wants us to return to the ship now for the
journey home. That is all."

The group nods at her report. They're ready to leave the Sank Kingdom.
Although they're glad that it's over…
everyone hesitates to leave what they witnessed.
Who is that braided stranger?
What is the purpose of the satellite?
Is there a connection?

…Is it something to forget about?

~tbc~
Yeah! Finally Wufei, Duo, and Meiran made an appearance! Please wait
patiently for the next chapter!
I promise you that it will be very interesting...