So, I see you want more of this GW fic. Well, okay, even though I clearly indicated that this would be a one-shot fanfic, I still get the same amount of reviews for a non-chapter! Well, I'm not sure about the ending of the fic, but it will please some and make others become stalkers. Hey, I can't just please everyone, but I'll do my best, okay? On with the fan fiction!
Oh yeah...I didn't exactly realize Wing Zero was already gone. I can be fast at catching things, but I'm extremely slow when it comes to Gundam Wing. So bear with me, okay? (WMD rolls eyes) And don't ask who WMD is. I'll just tell you she's a good (*sarcastic*) friend of mine.
And one more important note. The plot I have laid for this fic appears a bit...ambiguous to me. If you look at it one way, it's Heero/Relena. If you look at it differently, Heero practically hates Relena. So if it seems H/R and you hate the pairing, don't quit on me yet. And don't quit on me either if the story doesn't seem H/R. YOU MUST REMEMBER THAT! Oh yeah, and review, please, and tell me more about GW if I just so happen to get something wrong. I only know part of the beginning and the end (Endless Waltz).
Disclaimer for the entire story so that I don't have to repeat myself over and over and over and over and over...: I don't own Gundam Wing.
by japanfan
Relena could only sob quietly. She looked out the window again. The sky had returned to its normal midnight blue. Being a practical woman, Relena retired to her bed, but cried herself to sleep, not as an esteemed woman, but a lost little girl who was alone in the world without her mother and father.
A space shuttle was floating around quietly in space. In fact, it was floating in the midst of some debris, and it probably was not a good idea to have any of it to bury themselves into the shuttle. So it floated for a short time.
A man sat in the cockpit of the shuttle, relaxing. He considered destroying the debris with any weapons that the shuttle had, but there were very few, and there was simply so much trash around. Why is there so much stuff around here? It's like as if something had blown up, he thought. I wonder...
Suddenly, something caught his eye. A particular mass of something was coming slowly towards the shuttle. It was a man, or boy, rather. The man instantly got up, recognizing that it was a human being, and watched the boy slowly make its way to the entrance of the shuttle. He pressed a button, opening the entrance, and the pressure forced the boy in. When the man was sure he was in, he closed the entrance and made his way to where the boy was. He looked at the pitiful sight. The man looked at the boy's face and noted that this was the same Gundam pilot with Wing Zero. Injustice had come to the colonies. How could Mariemaia not claim the Earth sphere? He was even one of her soldiers, and yet they still failed. He felt resentment to the Gundam pilot at his mercy. The man checked his pulse and shook his head. After being in space, how could there still be a pulse? It was a very weak one, mind, but a pulse all the same. The boy needed help soon, real soon. So he took the boy to a small room, and by the time the man returned to the cockpit, he saw that most of the debris was now only behind him. So he piloted the shuttle to the nearest L1 colony. This oppritunity would not slip through his fingers. The debris must have been the remains of Wing Zero. This boy could suit his own purposes, indeed. (A/N: If you're confused, let's just pretend Heero is a very strong person who survived in space, although that might've been impossible.)
Heero wasn't sure of the fact that he was dead, considering the dull pain he was feeling. He wasn't even sure if the dead could feel pain at all. And when he tried moving his leg and felt the sudden jolt of pain that made him wince with his eyes closed, he was even more confused. He wasn't even sure if he had a name.
He opened his eyes. The brightness of the room he was in almost blinded him. There were no windows, and there was a railing around his bed. There were several tubes attached to him, and he couldn't move. He was in a hospital room, and a tall, dark man walked into the room. So far, all that Heero knew was that he had no name to identify with, he was in a hospital room, he was injured, and he had no memory of his past. He had amnesia.
The man smirked. "So, Heero Yuy...or rather, code name Heero Yuy...what does it feel like to be in the "hospital", hmm?"
Heero stared blankly at him. "What?"
The smirk disappeared and a frown replaced it. "Don't play games, Gundam Pilot 01, you are at my mercy, you realize that." All the research this man had done on the gundam pilots was not done so that one of the pilots would feign memory loss.
Heero continued to stare at him, wondering what a gundam was. "Gundam pilot? Heero Yuy? Who's that?"
Losing he temper, the man promptly turned around and stormed out. Heero could only feel the throbbing pain in his limbs and wonder, Who am I?
The dark man, whom from we will now call Shouken, strode angrily into the laboratory where a doctor sat, studying Heero's data that he had collected. "The nerve of him! Pretending to have amnesia won't do him any good!"
"Actually, Shouken," the doctor responded, turning around, "he does have amnesia."
"Really, Doctor?" Shouken really didn't enter Mariemaia's service to take the Earth sphere for the Barton family. Like Trowa, he was only there to find out what he could. He was only a somebody in the colonies, but he knew the element of surprise could work only once for him. So far, he had good records; but once he would begin doing something big, there would be good reason for the authorities to watch him with a wary eye.
"Indeed, Shouken," the doctor replied, gesturing to Heero's collected data. "He shows no recognition when we inserted a dream pattern into his brain while he was still unconscious. This and a few other confidential things lead me to diagnose him with generalized amnesia. He has no memory whatsoever of himself or of anyone since whatever trauma he went through was experienced."
"Well, I-" Shouken stopped. If the boy really didn't remember anything, that would make things easier for him to convince him. But it would present a few more problems to replace the ones that disappeared. Shouken estimated those "problems" could be easily solved, and it might be used to his advantage. The glare in his eyes disappeared, and his frown slowly changed to a smirk.
Sound confusing? Probably is. Heero has amnesia! Yay! This would be good for you H/R haters or lovers. Flames/critism/praises/just some kind of a review, please?