Title: The Three Beats of War, Peace, and Revolution

Author: Chase Yuy

Disclaimers: I don't own any of the characters from Gundam W, nor do I own Anna, Ryuujin, or Lydia. They are owned by my friends.

Rating: PG-13 to begin with, some parts will NOT be appropriate for young audiences because of the blood shed in it. I like to make the scenes as clear as possible. This would not be good for young children or those with weak stomachs.. _ Gomen ne. I'll give a warning before I do it.

A/N: I'm beginning this rewrite of 3 Beats while on Maui, Hawaii. (It is WONDERFUL here!!) I know I will still be writing this after I got see Pearl Harbor in a couple days. This will influence my writings, as a great deal of things that happen in my life do. If you see many references to the attack at Pearl or WW2, this is the reason for it. Ahh! Think about it! Chase is an American raised woman (for the most part) and Heero is Japanese. ^_^ Chase was raised in a time when WW2 veterans were still alive, Heero was raised MANY years after it. This could get interesting.

Enjoy the story, kids!

A/N2: Also, a note to those who are reading Anna's and my story Time and Time Again (it's reached 273 pages when Anna is able to post the next part. This is as of6/27/02), please be warned this is a different time line and there are spoilers for Ryuujin's past in here. I have warned you! I'm no longer responsible for your curiosity!!

The Three Beats of War, Peace, and Revolution
"War is something we hoped to avoid. The needless bloodshed is a cruel fate to the young soldiers that fight in today's battles. We have seen it most of our young lives and now continue to fight.

"After the war with Marimaea, we hoped it would be over. A battle here and there was to be expected, even welcomed at times. It kept our skills sharp and our souls from dying.

"I hope the peace continues, but rumors have been making their way up from Earth and to our secluded space station we've been on the past two weeks. I will welcome the solid ground under my feet.

"For now that's all the news I have. Ja ne.

Chase Yuy. Date: September 7, 201AC"

Chapter One: A new enemy, an old friend

Chase Yuy set her recorder diary down and sighed. Rumors were all they were. The Proventors were unaware of much else. That was the problem. Their enemies were well hidden and had evaded them thus far.

The door swished open and the young assassin woman watched her husband walk into the room. She smiled at him and watched as he sat down on the bed, sighing heavily. "You have an old friend coming in."

"Eh?" the young woman responded.

"Ryuujin. He's coming to the station."

"Honto ka?"

Heero shook his head in an affirmative. "Apparently he's got some information about the new group forming."

Green eyes locked with blue. "How much does he know?" This could be the break they were looking for.

"I don't know. When he comes in, Une-sama is going to call a meeting. She wanted someone to go meet him."

Chase eyed her husband for a moment. A slight glint of jealousy shown in his dark eyes. A protectiveness that had been there since her relationship with Ryuujin six years prior. "There's no need for you to worry, koibito," she whispered as she stood and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He returned the embrace. "I know. I don't question you, Chase-chan. You know that."

"Hai, I do." She looked up and their eyes locked. "I wouldn't hurt you, just as you promised me four years ago that you wouldn't hurt me." She ran a long nail along his jaw line. "Ai shittaru, Heero."

He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. "Ai shittaru, Chase-chan," he responded quietly. "Let's go meet your old friend, shall we?"

The petite woman nodded.
The smaller ship docked on the station and Ryuujin stepped off, looking slightly shaky. Chase grinned up at him and winked. "Daijoubu desu ka, Ryu?"

He glared, responding in English. "No. I prefer stable land beneath me."

The smile faded from the smaller assassin's face and the soldier's mask fell on her naturally pale features. "I hear you have information on the rebels."

The blue haired half dragon nodded. "Lady Une requested I tell all of you at once."

"This way then," she said as she started down the corridor, Heero falling into stride with her and Ryuujin fallowed.

The blue-eyed swordsman eyed the two lovers walking in front of him. He'd been to their wedding and watched them over the past four years, hating every moment of it. He'd been with her first, he'd complained once. Now there was nothing he could do except hope that she was happy. She seemed happy.

The two pilots led the swordsman into a conference room and Heero picked up the phone and spoke in rapid Japanese into it. Ryuujin could not follow the quickly spoken words.

"He's calling Une-sama in, who will call the rest of our group in. You've met Zechs and his wife Lucracia, ne?"

"I believe so. Zechs was at your wedding."

"Hai. They were married not long after the war with Marimaea. They've got a little boy now and another one the way, though they don't know if it's a girl or boy. She's not far enough along. You know Anna's baby Jack, right?" The half dragon nodded. "He's not much of a baby anymore. He's around thirteen or so months. He's just started walking some and poor Anna-chan can't keep him in place. He seems to like to tug on Duo-kun's braid, though."

Ryuujin listened to the small woman's ramblings about the events that he needed supposedly needed to be caught up on. He really had missed quite a bit of his friends' lives.

Chase slowed and stopped when Anna and Duo Maxwell walked in with their son hanging onto his father's braid while struggling in his mother's arms. The little one turned his large violet eyes toward the approaching pilot. "Aunty Chase!" he hollered and leaned toward her.

Chase laughed as she took him from his mother's arms and twirled him around. He clung to her and begged, "Again, Aunt Chase! Again!"

Anna laughed at her son's begging. "I still say you and Heero need a kid, Chase-chan," she told her friend.

"We're fine how we are now," the emerald-eyed woman responded as she twirled her "nephew" again.

When he was satisfied that he'd been twirled enough, he went quietly back to his mother and laid his head on her shoulder.

By this time, the Peacecraft family had made their way in. Marq, held by Milliardo (in whom Chase called Zechs still) and Lucracia (in whom everyone called Noin) were followed in by Relena, who was discussing with Lady Une.

The three-year-old toddler made his way over to where Jack was. "Could I play with Jack?" Marq asked Anna.

"Jack's sleepy right now. Chase wore him out," the dark haired woman responded.

Marq frowned slightly.

Ryuujin looked at him. There was no question when it came to his father. The boy was a small replica of Zechs Marquise. His bright blue eyes were shadowed by the semi long blond hair. He looked up at the half dragon. "Are you Ryuujin?"

This caught him slightly off guard. He attempted to translate the Japanese question into English, and then answered slowly, "Hai." He was not use to the language and preferred English.

"He doesn't speak Japanese well," Chase told the boy. "Speak English around him."

Ryuujin nodded his gratitude. "He seems young. Does he know both?"

"Pretty much everyone on this ship is bi-lingual if not tri. A few of us know more than three languages. It comes in handy with people like you who only know one language. You can brief them in English."

"I never hear you speak to Heero in English."

Chase glanced back at her husband who was watching the blue-haired swordsman carefully. "He feels more comfortable speaking his native language and I'm comfortable speaking it to him. I know it as well as I know English."

"Ah." There was a pause before he spoke again. "He seems wary of me."

"He is. He doesn't particularly trust you around me. Heero is very protective over me, whether I need it or not. You do have a tendency to come after me when you go into your alternate personality."

"And I had a relationship with you. That frightens him."

Chase glared slightly. "Not much frightens my husband. Not even you, Ryuujin. He's simply wary of you as you said. That's all." She paused for a moment and turned toward Lady Une who motioned to her. "It's your turn in the spotlight, boyo. Tell us whatcha know."

The group of eight Gundam pilots along with their families sat in their seats. Lady Une stepped up to the front. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice," she began. "As I'm sure you have all heard, rumors are running around about a new rebellion against our government. Our suspicions have been aroused even more with the information from Ryuujin." She stepped down and the blue-haired man stepped up.

Ryuujin cleared his throat and began. "I suppose all of you have heard the rumors of the rebellion, as Lady Une said. They've come to Earth. They call themselves the New Revolution. I've done some research on them, best I could, before I came here today. They're a group of fairly young soldiers, youngest around fourteen or so and the eldest around twenty- seven. Most have some connection to OZ in some way or an other. Not all do, though.

"They've got some sort of material that's not quite as strong as the gundanium, but close. This is what they make their mobile suits from. I saw one on the ground. I saw what it can do." Ryuujin closed his eyes for a moment, then continued. "They demolished a city, a rather small one in France, in less than an hour. I lost track of time while doing the best I could to help out. These guys are serious about what their after."

"Do we know what their after?" Trowa asked.

The half dragon sighed deeply. "That would be the problem. The last thing I know is that they have a space station, not unlike this one, not far from here. One that can move like this one. I think they're planning something."

"Is that all?" Quatre asked from his seat. "Nothing more than that to go on?"

Ryuujin glared slightly at him and watched the blond sink back into his seat. "That's all the information I have."

"Domo arigatou," Lady Une said.

Relena stood and cleared her throat. "As the vice foreign minister here, I'd like to offer my help in any way possible," she stated. "And as a friend of the pilots."

"It is.appreciated," Chase managed. The tension between the two women had not faded over the six years they had known each other. It probably never would.

"Momma?" Jack asked, tugging at Anna's shirt. "Are you and Daddy going bye bye?"

Anna smiled sweetly at him. "If we do, it won't be for long. You'll get to stay with Noin-san and Marq. Won't that be fun?"

The little boy nodded enthusiastically. "Fun!"

Anna turned her ocean coloured eyes to her husband. He gave her a lopsided grin that said they could talk about it after Jack went down for his nap. Things were going to get chaotic soon.

Ryuujin started walking toward Chase and Heero, but stopped when he heard his name called. Trowa Barton stood tall, taller than him even, in his usual turtleneck and jeans. His bangs were still long and his eyes still a deep green, much like Chase's. Hadn't Chase had a relationship of some sort with him at one point in time in this dimension?

"Thank you for coming to us with this," Trowa said in perfect English.

The swordsman nodded. "I am on your side, contrary to popular belief."

Trowa cocked his head slightly. "Whose belief?"

"I would assume Heero Yuy's."

A thin smile crossed the younger man's lips. "Heero is protective of Chase- chan. He won't take his chances with anything hurting her."

"Chase is a big girl. She can take care of herself."

"That she can, but if you were in his shoes, would you allow anything to happen to your wife that it took you so long to find and to marry?"

Ryuujin sighed. "Chase trusts me. He should."

Trowa smiled again. "Heero Yuy trusts near to no one fully."

"Ah."

"I've found protecting her from the shadows the best rout to take. If Heero fails, I'm there to back Chase-chan up. She'll always have someone their to help her, even if she does not need it."

"Do you still care for her?"

Trowa's eyes narrowed slightly and his brows knitted. "Excuse me?"

Ryuujin chuckled. "Your actions, your language about her and around her, and the way you treat her in general. You loved her at one point."

Trowa smiled. "Hai," he whispered. "I suppose I've been caught by her spell. She tells me that she doesn't bring magic from other worlds, but I question that at times. She has three men that would give up everything for her."

"So you do."

"Still care for her? Yes, but I have moved on. She loves Heero more than she will ever love me. I understand that, though I will continue to love and protect her. I may or may not find someone to match up to that woman, but if I do, I know she will be happy for me."

Ryuujin nodded. "It's not that easy for me," he responded. That said, he turned and walked out of the conference room.
Chase swirled the wine around in her glass. Once a week she and Heero made it a priority to get together and have dinner with Anna and Duo. It had been slightly more difficult the past few weeks that they had been on the ship like space station.

"Jack asked me today if we were going bye bye," Anna said quietly. "I hate to do this to him."

Chase frowned slightly. "It's what you do. Noin can take care of him."

Anna shook her head. "You say that because you have no children of your own, Chase-chan. It's difficult to leave him behind."

"He'll be fine, Anna-chan," Duo said from his seat beside her. "He's a smart boy and understands this is our work and it's something we gotta do."

"I think he understands he gets to go play," Anna laughed. "Ne, Heero, you've been quiet this evening. Something bothering you?"

Chase turned her emerald green eyes toward her husband. His dark blue eyes locked with hers. "I have a bad feeling about this upcoming war," he said simply. "Something's not right about it."

"War is a harsh thing," Chase responded as she took a sip from her wine glass. "I've always got a bad feeling about it."

Heero nodded and also took a sip of his own wine.

Duo grinned. "He's worried about Ryuujin being back." This comment received one curious look, one glare, and one swat at his head. "Anou. it's true."

"That's not something we need to discuss here," Anna growled, tugging his braid to make her point.

"Okay!" he cried out, pulling his long hair from his wife's grasp, whimpering slightly.

She frowned once more and turned back to her meal. The two couples sat in silence the rest of the time. Chase fiddled with her fork and knife, eating near to nothing as she played around with the food. Heero finished quietly and then sat staring off into space, figuratively speaking. Anna continued to glare at Duo every once and a while as she ate and the braided pilot whimpered slightly when she tugged on his braid to remind him of her wrath.

They split the bill, as always and the two men walked back to their rooms while the women decided to take a walk and talk.

"I'm really sorry about Duo's comment. You know how he is. He speaks without thinking. I sure hope Jack-chan has more sense than his father," Anna said quietly.

Chase smiled. "Don't worry about it. Duo-kun is Heero's best friend. He knows how he is as well as either of us do."

Anna nodded. "Still. He had no right to bring that up. That's a privet matter."

Chase shrugged. "We're all family," she answered with a smile.

"If not biologically, then certainly in spirit."

"We've been through enough together."

"Hai. That we have."

Heero slipped into the room later that night. He smiled when he saw Chase sitting on the bed, pajamas on, reading a book. He inched closer, knowing that she had heard him come in, but still trying not to disturb her further.

"Where'd you end up?" She hadn't looked up from her book as she asked this.

"I needed time to think."

"Do you think I'd leave you?" Chase asked quietly. She looked up and her deep emerald eyes locked with his dark blue ones. They held him there. He stared into her eyes, so deep that he found himself lost in them for a moment. There was so much more to Chase Yuy than met the eye. "Do you think I'd leave you?" she repeated.

He thought for a moment, closing his eyes. He heard her shift, stand, and heard her slippers pad on the floor as she walked over. The gentle scent of jasmine filled his nose as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Of course not," he whispered quietly into her hair.

"Domo arigatou," she whispered and clung tighter. "I would never leave you. It took me too long to sort out my emotions and to find you at the end of the tunnel. I know that I've found the man God made for me and I don't plan on leaving him behind."

He smiled slightly and pulled back from her, staring into her dark eyes. She stood on her toes and kissed him. The kiss deepened before they pulled away and she felt his strong arms wrapped around her. "I love you," she whispered quietly. "I never want to be away from you."

He said nothing as she sat back down on the bed. He simply smiled and joined her.

~*~*~*~*~*

Ryuujin watched the stars from out of the window. If a war was coming, the Gundam pilots would be in need of his help. That one thing was for certain.

Today he had been harshly reminded why he had visited the pilots less and less over the past four years. Chase was no longer free. It was different when she was engaged. Some how it still seemed as if there were a hope that she would call it all off.

He thought briefly on what Trowa had said and glared out the window. It was easy enough for the pilot who was able to be around her all the time, was able to love someone else someday, to tell him to protect her from the shadows. To watch her and let her love Heero Yuy. Somehow it seemed so easy to say, yet so difficult to do.

"Ryuujin-san?"

Ryuujin turned to see the blond Arabian man standing behind him. He glared. "You should know not to come around me alone," he growled.

"I wanted to sort this all out. If there will be a war, I would assume we will be working together. There will be no way to work together if we don't figure out a mutual agreement between us."

"You killed my mother, Quatre."

"And I'm truly sorry for my actions, Ryuujin-san! I. should never have used that system."

"Yet you continue to use it."

"I'm use to it now. Please don't forget that you are not the only one I hurt while under the Zero System," Quatre pleaded, pain evident in his strained voice. "Trowa."

Ryuujin glared slightly, but it wasn't as harsh as the one before had been. "Trowa survived," he bit out.

"Not without consequences. He did have amnesia for quite a while. I regret what happened, Ryuujin-san. Please, I beg of you, forgive me. I can't bare the guilt."

"You deserve the guilt."

"I know I do, but have mercy, Ryuujin," Quatre begged.

The half dragon snorted and turned, leaving the area. Leaving a saddened Quatre. Leaving to a corner where no one could touch him and the world was shut out. Things had gone wrong since he landed. He hated space.

Profile: 01 Name: Unknown Codename: Heero Yuy Age: 21 Height: 5'8'' Weight: 150lbs Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Dark blue Gundam: Wing 0 Past: picked up by Dr. J when 8 years old and trained as an assassin. Believed to have been raised previously by Odin Lowe.
*~*~*~*~*

"Ryuujin's arrival was not a welcomed one by Heero. He doesn't seem to trust Ryuujin, I suppose for obvious reasons, but I just wish he would see all the times Ryu has helped me, not only the times that are out of his control. I suppose Heero might be.hurt. possibly by what I must do to bring Ryu back to normal, though he would never admit it openly.

"War is looking more and more possible. This New Revolution is dangerous. I'm slightly frightened, I must admit. I don't want something to happen to my family. That is what we are. Heero, Duo, Jack, Anna, Wufei, Quatre, Zechs, Noin, Marq, and Trowa and Ryuujin, no matter how odd that might sound. I consider them both family. I stay close, even though I believe Trowa has distanced himself in a way as to not be hurt further.

"Ryuujin HAS distanced himself. I've see him. maybe. five to ten times a year for short snippets at a time. It's not how it used to be. He used to come for weeks at a time and only leave for a short time before he was back for a visit. His visits have become few and far between since Heero and I were married. That was more of the personal note. I-"

Chase stopped as she heard her husband stir from their bed. She smiled up from her place across the room in her beanbag chair she had. "Ohayo gozaimasu," she greeted. "Ohayo," he responded, slightly groggy.

"Did I wake you?"

"Iie."

"September 8, 201," she concluded.

"Journal?" her husband asked.

"Hai."

Heero glanced at the clock. 5:12AM. He groaned. "Come back to bed, Chase- chan."

She laughed slightly and stood, making her way over to the bed. She pulled back her covers and crawled in next to her husband. "You use to be the one up earlier than I was."

"Only when we have a mission. Otherwise, I have been around you far too long and apparently we've switched our sleeping habits."

"Maybe you've been around Duo too long."

Heero smirked. "Tabun," he mumbled.

Chase cuddled up next to him and sighed in contentment. He wrapped a strong arm around her and pulled her close. "Sometimes I wonder if this has all been a dream," he mumbled.

She smiled. He always said things around her he would never say aloud amongst the other pilots. "If it is, I don't want to wake up." She looked over to her husband's peaceful face as he lay quietly, half asleep, on the pillows. She brushed a strand of dark hair away from his face, allowing her fingers to linger on his pale face. If this were a dream, she would die if she woke.

Chase Yuy woke to feel someone shaking her. "Nani?" she mumbled quietly as her eyes slid open.

"Get up," came Heero's sharp command.

Emerald eyes opened suddenly as she felt the ship tremble slightly under her. The tremble turned into a shudder that tossed her into Heero's arms. He held her for a half of a second before setting her on her feet. "Get dressed. Une will need our help."

"Hai," she mumbled as she reached for her tank top and jeans. She slipped them on quickly and stepped into her boots. "Any word from her yet?"

"She's probably too busy."

The younger assassin nodded as she fell into step with the Japanese man. They jogged down the corridors to the room where the Gundams were stored. Sure enough, the other pilots were there as well.

"What the hell is happening?" Chase demanded as she made her way to them.

"We've been attacked," Trowa said simply.

The small woman frowned and sighed. "You have a talent for stating to obvious, boyo," she grumbled.

"We have a suspicion that it is the New Revolution making their first move against us. According to Ryuujin, they are near."

Chase nodded as she made her way over to the Galaxy Custom. "Let's rock and roll, people. Whoever attacked us won't sit around and wait for us to defend ourselves before attacking again." She swung into her cockpit and the controls lit up. She typed in a command and the letters Z-E-R-O appeared on her screen. "Tell me, my old friend, what we're up against," she whispered as she started the engines.

Five minutes later the Gundams were in space and in hot pursuit of their enemies. They found them only because they wished to be found. The mobile suits were high quality with camouflage systems on them.

"There they are," Zechs' voice filled the different cockpits.

"I suggest we encircle them," Trowa offered. "It would be our best option."

"I agree," Quatre answered as he watched his screens carefully.

"Matte," Chase called out. The world faded around her as the Zero System fired up. The future faded in. Her edge was back and it felt good. She came out of it and her green eyes narrowed. "Make sure to have plenty of people around front."

"They could escape around back or to the sides," Wufei responded.

"Trust me on this, Fei-kun. They're here to go after the Pacific. They'll go in for an other attack." The young American woman heard Wufei about to say something else, but she stopped him. "Would you like to argue with the Zero System's predictions?" That shut him up. "They're going to come in for an other attack," she repeated.

"Understood," Heero responded. "Trowa, your suggestion?"

"Send Quatre to the front, me along to the left, Zechs and Wufei go to the side and the front, Anna and Duo stay in the front as well. You and Chase- chan should go to the back and hit them hard if they try to retreat."

"You heard him," Heero called over the comm. "Get moving."

The pilots divided off into their separate areas. Chase and Heero made it to the back in time to see one mobile suit edging its way toward them.

"One coward trying to escape," Chase growled.

"I don't think so. Strange as it sounds I think that's their leader out there all ready."

"This early in the war? Idiot."

"Maybe. Or perhaps he's just that good. We won't know for a while. For now, don't let him escape."

"Sure thing," Chase responded as she moved into position. She held her saber out in one hand and the other arm with its machine gun embedded into it. She flicked on her comm.. "I suggest you surrender now, boyo, before you get yourself killed."

An image appeared on her screen. A man in his mid thirties and still fairly handsome. His dark golden eyes and red highlighted blond hair matched his tan face. Foreign. "No one told me one of the Gundam pilots was a female," was all he said.

Chase's emerald orbs narrowed. "Surrender."

"I'm afraid that just won't do," the man said.

"Are you with the New Revolution?"

"Very much so, ma'am," he responded. "I am General Rolland Tyler." He smiled a cocky smile at her. "And you?"

"Am going to kill you if you don't lower your weapon and have your troops pull away from our ship, General."

He smiled slightly, a look the young woman did not like crossing through his eyes. "Not just yet, ma'am. I'm afraid you'll have to request again some other time."

Chase growled low in her throat a curse from some language or another. "Listen you son of a-"

"Please! No need for that sort of language! Now please forget this needless chatter and squabbling." He fired twice, the second hitting her along the left shoulder of her Gundam.

Chase felt the Gundam fall back, sending her sliding around inside. She screamed slightly. "I'm in need of back up, Yuy!" she screamed.

Heero turned his head toward the scene. His wife was struggling to regain her composure inside of the mobile suit. He growled a curse out and charged forward at the attacking mobile suit.

His attack was cut short as a second suit came in from the side, ramming into him. He flew backward, bashing his head against the side as he did so. His dark eyes rolled back and his eyelids slid down as he began to pass out. He slipped into darkness with the sound of Chase's frightened screaming for a response echoed in the background. Beautiful darkness.

(A/N: Yes! One chapter done..many to go.. Hmm.. I've now been to see Pearl Harbor. Honestly, if you ever go to Hawaii, you must find a way to go to the harbor. It's beautiful and humbling. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. ^_~ I put Heero in a position, ne? BWHAHAHA! Don't worry; the second chapter will be out soon if not immediately.) Ja ne! TBC