HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY! Yes, today is the day that I celebrate being Irish, and scream to the world, "I'm Irish born and raised and PROUD OF IT!" there, I'd like to wish a happy St. Patrick's Day to everyone around the world, have a lovely day, the weather today was brilliant, it was the best St Patrick's Day for ages, and I'd a great time! Anyhoo, enough of my ranting, here we go!

Title: Dark Angel

Author: chibidark angel

Summary: Heero loves Duo, so what are all those feelings that he feels around her?

Warnings: yaoi, 1x2, 2x1, 1+OC? 3x4x3, lemon, lime, whatever I can fit in, some angst, though lord knows I don't particularly like the stuff, but I do read it, and besides, I just couldn't get this idea out of my head! And remember: THIS CONTAINS GUY ON GUY ACTION, DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters, so pleeze don't sue; I'm poor and have to scavenge for money down the back of my couch. = (

A/N: hey, people, me here, and this is my fist fic, so pleeze be gentle and give nice reviews, but if you wanna flame go ahead, cause I could do with a laugh! Yes, I know that the title and my name are shockingly similar, but I actually came up with the title before my name, as weird as that may sound, I am not being vain! Yeah, this is my second time posting this chapter, I don't know how, but my story was deleted and I had to post it again, ooooo! Anyhoo, enjoy, here's the prologue enjoy!

Prologue: Why Do I Feel This Way?

The tears silently poured down the 'perfect soldier's' cheek as he sat in the gloom of his bedroom, the light of the moon softly illuminating his features- round face, lean figure, tousled brown hair, and clear, deep cobalt eyes, that were red-rimmed and glittering from the tears welling up and gushing forth. He was confused and depressed, trying to fight a pointless battle in his head.

It was Duo he loved; he had acknowledged those feelings a long time ago, shortly after peace had been restored. He and Duo, not having anywhere else to go, decided to settle in together, trying to gather what shards of their lives they could. They had begun as friends, but soon became much closer that that, as each accepted his own feelings and mad it know to the other. They had been so happy….

Now suddenly, she was here, and he was being driven crazy. How could this be happening?! He'd never been attracted to girl's he didn't even like them as friends. They were so weak, so boring, not attractive at all…

He was gay and he loved Duo deeply, yet he couldn't deny the aching feeling that came into his heart every time he thought of her, or the strange jumpy feeling in his stomach every time he was near her. Looking at the figure in the bed beside him, he held his lover in his gaze.

Duo truly was beautiful. He lay sprawled across the bed, snoring loudly, his long braid curled around his neck, nothing covering him except a thin sheet, that barely covered his waist (1). Smiling, Heero slipped out of bed, walked over to Duo's side and pulled the cover up to his mid-rift, fingers lovingly stroking his chest as he leaned in a kissed him gently on his forehead. Turning, he went back into bed and caught his breath as and image of her in the room near his, flashed in his mind. He had looked in on her a few nights, and could remember every detail perfectly.

Her sheet lay crumpled at the bottom of her bed, and she lay, in a sort of foetal position, wearing white pyjamas bottoms and a silk string top to match.

Kaijadh.

The name echoed bitterly through his mind. He hated her, yet knew he loved her, all at the same time, and he felt like he was loosing his mind. Letting out a soft moan, he clutched his head in his hands, almost tearing his hair out with frustration.

What was it about her that made him feel this way? She was unlike any girl he had ever met. Maybe it was the fact that she was an excellent warrior and fighter, with a surprising amount of strength- very much like Heero himself, though, she loved all things of beauty, especially in nature, and she knew how to operate even the most difficult of gundams, including Wing Zero. Maybe it was her sparkling, vibrant green eyes, that always seemed to light up whenever she spoke, her mouth full of mischief whenever she smiled, with her full, luscious lips, her thick long black hair, or maybe it was the curve of her small, plump breasts.

Like the other pilots, she was trained and raised by scientists, raised in a distant colony, on the very edge of the asteroid belt that surrounded Mars. However, by the time she was finished her training, it was too late: the war over, and so, she made her way to earth, after breaking out of the facility. Heero could never forget the day he first met her…

(1) Oh, my gosh, *drool* wouldn't you just love to see this in your bed beside you?

Well, that's it, what do you think, yeah, or nay? If you want me to continue, then please review and tell me so. Flames will be welcomed with oil-soaked rags and a catapult, but no pointless flames, please, and no nonsense about the bible, I'm a catholic; I know the church condemns homosexuality, but I don't, so neah! Review please, even a little insy, winsy, teeny, tiny one will do, just so that I know at least somebody is reading, pleeze!