By: Silent Lullaby

Gundam Wing does not belong to me. However the story does.

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I'm sorry for not updating the past few days. It has been an unusual week for me.

I should probably hear about the job I applied for sometime this week.

Also a note since I've been receiving several e-mails on this, I'd like to state, yes, I am a guy, and yes, I have a boyfriend. For those who were not confused on this issue I apologize for the note.

I'm thinking that this story will be four of five more chapters. After that I already have another story in line.

Please review, I love to hear what people think, that way I can do better next time.

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I can tell you right now that I when he said that I couldn't decide if I should laugh, cry, are yell at the top of my lungs. The idea of Releana being my girlfriend was hilarious. Perhaps once she got over her rather annoying crush I could see us as friends, but never as a couple, even if I was straight. The way he said it made me want to cry. It sounded so resigned and depressed, which gave me a glimmer of hope at the time that he might swing the same way as I did, or both ways. Though yelling still sounded nice.

"She's not my girlfriend, I'm not dating anyone. She's just overly fond of me for no reason I can see."

I almost missed the tiny smile that flitted onto his lips. His eyes changed back into the soft green hue that reminded me of trees in late spring rather than that hard dark emerald shade that sent chills down my spine, for more than one reason.

Yes I think he's more than just attractive, he's sexy, but you would think so too if you saw him.

"I can see a few reasons for her to be. After all the starry sky is dangerous but attracts people to its endless depths, though they never reach the heart of outer space."

I swear he speaks in riddles. Even now half of what he says seems to be in a code only he can understand, and every time I think I've discovered a key to that cipher, he says something that flies way over my head. Whoever said I didn't love an enigma though.

I think he saw my utter confusion at his words and he just laughed softly.

"You're eyes are the color of twilight by the way."

That was my cue to blush, and though normally I could control such things, he has always left me completely powerless over myself. It's kind of like how those lion tamers are able to control even the largest of the feline world without force.

I was still blushing when a waitress came up to our table; thankfully it wasn't Releana this time around. Instead it was a girl around her age but her hair was pitch black and pulled into two tight ponytails, one behind each ear. She was obviously of Chinese decent, with onyx eyes and a moon face. After seeing her expression it was obvious she was no delicate oriental blossom but a fighter at heart. She looked like someone my neighbor would like to date.

"Hello Trowa, what will you two be having?"

"I'll have green tea and sushi please."

"I'd like the usual please Merian."

She gave him a half smile and quickly walked away.

Ever since I first heard his name that day I thought it was beautiful and so perfect for him. It was soft and calm like the trees his eyes reminded me of.