Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I do own all of my own characters and this story line though.
Genre: General/ Supernatural
Rating: PG-13 (it's for the shonen-ai and language)
Warning: Shonen-ai, shojo-ai, boy/boy, girl/girl pairings. If you don't like that than don't read it. You have been warned. There is a lot of swearing in this fan fiction and there may also be a little violence. Relena bashing, and lots of it.
Notes: Alternate Universe. Relena is out of character. The title comes from the song 'All or Nothing' by Athena Cage. (I don't own this either)
Pairings: 1/3, 2/4/5, 6/ Noin, Hilde/ Sally, Treize/ Une, Relena/ Dorothy (maybe).
Summary: It is a true fact. Everyone is psychic. It's just that some people can access their psychic powers. So what happens when a there is a competition in which the different psychics from different schools are invited? And what happens when a group of seemingly ordinary teens show extraordinary powers? The stage is set. Let the games begin.
Info: Telepathy- ability to read other's (including animals) minds and project one's
thoughts
Empathy- ability to feel other's emotions and to project's ones emotions
Psychic healing- the ability to heal others
Telekinesis- ability to move things with ones mind
Pyrokinesis- ability to set things on fire with ones mind
Clairvoyance- ability to view the future
Remote viewing- ability to see something psychically in the present time
Psychic recolition (spelling?)- ability to see something psychically in the past
Lucid dreaming- to have control over one's dreams in the delta-theta state
Beta waves- brain waves that show you are attending to something
Theta waves- brain waves that show you are drowsy
Alpha waves- brain waves associated with psychic activity
Delta waves- brain waves associated with deep dreamless sleep
Chapter One: Just a Normal Day
"Hey! Ro! Over here!" Duo Maxwell said bouncing up and down and waving his arms around, narrowly missing hitting his two boyfriends in the face. His long chestnut braid nearly smacked his friend Trowa in the chest. Duo's wide violet eyes were sparkling with happiness at seeing his best friend across the lawn in front of the school out of his heart-shaped face. He was dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
The four boys were standing to the side in front of their large one- building school. There were a few oak trees in the grass in the front of the school that were turning red, orange, yellow, and all of the other colors of autumn. There were students milling around the front of the school, sitting on the wooden picnic tables or the cement stairs in front of Gundam High School. The school was filled with clean white halls with rows of lockers on every floor except the last, which housed the art department.
Quatre Raberba Winner ducked the waving hands and gave a cheerful smile at the approaching figure. His eyes, the color of a tropical sea, glowed with warmth and compassion out of a childlike and angelic face. The neat pale blonde hair that shimmered in the sunlight completed the angelic look. Quatre was dressed in a white long-sleeved collared shirt, beige slacks, and a long black coat. It was in the middle of September after all and starting to get cold in Sanq New Jersey. (A/N: This is a made up town by the way. My grandma lives in New Jersey so that's where I'm thinking of. I mean, what do I know about it being cold? I live in Hawaii.)
Duo and Quatre's other boyfriend, Chang Wufei, snorted. Wufei was a boy who wore his Chinese heritage on his sleeve. Literally. He wore a white Chinese jacket over loose white fighting pants, and Chinese style shoes. All the white brought out the ebony of his shoulder length black hair that was pulled back in a tight ponytail at the nape of his neck and slanted onyx eyes.
Trowa Barton looked up from where he had ducked Duo's braid and gave a small smile seeing his boyfriend come up. Trowa was easily the tallest of the group at around six feet. He had a slim face with a sharp nose and chin, and high cheekbones. His brown hair was cut short in the back but his bangs were long and fell across one eye and down past his chin. The eye that showed was a deep emerald green than sparkled with intelligence. Trowa was dressed in a green turtle neck, jeans, and a black coat over that.
"Baka." Heero Yuy muttered as he walked over towards his friends. (A/N: baka- idiot.)Heero was the shortest of the group, being less than a centimeter shorter than Quatre. He was beautiful, just as his friends were. He had high cheekbones and a strong jaw. His mouth was small but he had full pouting lips. Heero's hair was truly untamable being unruly and ultimately sexy as it fell across his eyes. Those eyes of his were easily his most noticeable feature. Lashes that were so long that girls literally would kill to have them framed them. Their color was an intense Prussian blue that seemed to look straight into the soul of the one they were directed at. Heero was dressed in jeans, a green tank top, and a jean jacket.
"HEERO!" Suddenly a loud screeching voice filled the air and Heero's eyes widened. "Kuso!" He quickly ducked around Trowa and peered around his boyfriend with a look of fear in his eyes. (Kuso- shit.) That was when the person belonging to the voice came prancing up to the group of boys, blonde hair flying out behind her as her ice blue eyes looked around for her pray.
This girl was Relena Peacecraft, Heero's worst nightmare since high school. She wasn't bad looking to say the least. She was quite pretty with her big blue eyes and soft honey blonde hair. It's just that she was the head cheerleader, and as said queen of the ditzes in short skirts she felt she had claims to the all around jock in the school. Namely, one Heero Yuy.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I could have sworn I saw Heero here." She said. Looking down her nose disdainfully at Duo, the punk of the school. Quatre was richer than she was so she made no comment to him and Wufei and Trowa could also be considered jocks, both being on the soccer team with Heero.
"Well, he's hiding out somewhere Lena." Duo said cheerfully with a wink at the girl, though his eyes glowed in hatred. "You're bound to find him sooner or later." Relena huffed disdainfully and stalked off to go find her Heero. "Most likely later." Duo finished with a growl as he made faces at the retreating cheerleader's back.
"Is she gone?" Heero asked, peeking meekly out from behind Trowa's back. It was a good thing Heero was so slim, Trowa was skinny and if Heero hadn't been thin himself he would have never managed to hide behind him. Trowa chuckled and brought Heero in front of him and wrapped his long arms around his waist.
"The wicked witch is gone." Duo answered with a snort as he finished making obscene gestures at Relena as the girl disappeared in the crowd. "Damn annoying bitch."
"If Zechs wasn't such a well liked guy there would probably be a curse on their family." Wufei agreed with a disdainful snort. "Ch, the irony in genetics."
"Well said." Trowa remarked in amusement.
"Hey guys." Millardo 'Zechs' Peacecraft remarked as he walked up to his friends. "Was my sister bothering you again?" Zechs was also beautiful as his friends were. He had narrow ice blue eyes out of a handsome face and long pale blonde hair that fell to his hips. He was taller than Trowa by six inches and was wearing black slacks; a white long-sleeved collared shirt, and a long black coat over that.
"Yup, she was stalking Hee-chan again." Duo answered.
"I apologize." Zechs said, shaking his head in exasperation. "She thinks that just because she is the lead cheerleader and president of the SGA she can have anything she wants."
"Don't worry about it Zechs." Heero said to his other best friend.
"One day she'll have to realize that lover boy over here isn't interested, is admittedly bisexual, and has a boyfriend." Duo remarked.
"The probability of that ever happening is about ninety-nine to one." Wufei countered.
"Agreed." Zechs stated. "Once she gets an idea in her head, she won't let go."
"I noticed." Heero muttered. The six had been best friends since preschool along with Lucrezia Noin (Zech's girl friend), Meilan Long (Wufei's cousin), Dorothy Romefeller (Quatre's cousin), and Hilde Shibecker (who was a year younger than everyone else and going out with Meilan's and Wufei's other cousin Sally Po who was the school nurse). During intermediate school all of the couples and threesome started going out but it didn't change anything in the group. Though Quatre, Heero, Trowa, Wufei, and Duo were closer with each other than any of the others.
"I have to go help with the distribution of the chronicle, I'll see you at PAC." Zechs said and walked off with a wave to his friends as his long hair swished behind him. Zechs was the editor of the school newspaper, the Gundam Chronicles. They did go to Gundam High after all.
Duo was the all time punk of the school, though he was great at basketball God forbid he ever actually play on a high school team with 'those fucking jocks and preps no offense guys'. Heero was on all of the sports teams, Wufei was in chess club, and Trowa was on the gymnastics team. Quatre was in a program that meant that once a month he would go to the local elementary school and hang out with some of the troubled kids in the councilor's office. Other than that they shared activities. Wufei, Trowa, and Heero were on the soccer team, Heero and Wufei were in math league, and Quatre, Trowa, and Duo were in a poetry class. Wufei and Heero would have loved to go to that but Math league was at the same time as the poetry class.
Trowa and Duo were in this 'relaxation' class. Both were getting A's in the class but that was only because while everyone else was doing relaxation methods they just crashed in the back of the room. Duo wormed both of them out of it by saying that, 'we were so relaxed we fell asleep. Honest mam!' That coupled with his big earnest violet eyes got both he and Trowa off the hook. (A/N: this happened to my brother.)
Then there were the activities that all five of them took. All were in an art class with their favorite teacher Mr. Kushrenada. He made them call him Treize though. They were also in band together. Wufei played the cello, Trowa played the flute, Quatre played the violin, Duo played the saxophone, and Heero played the piano.
"Come on guys, gotta book. The bell's gonna ring." Duo said ten minutes later and pulled his five friends behind him in a whirlwind of black as the crowd parted for the five to get into the building. After four years everyone learned not to get in the way of one Duo Maxwell when he was making his way anywhere.
"Hey guys." Hilde said when her friends walked into class. Hilde was a small girl with short black hair that was cut along the same lines as Heero's, much to everyone's amusement. Her eyes were a deep blue color and glowed with constant optimism and happiness. She was the 'little sister' of the group and was looked after by the older members. She was dressed in a blue long sleeved shirt and black jeans, her black jacket draped over her seat.
This was another class the large group had together. PAC or Psychic Ability Class. All of them were psychic and went to a special class every morning to train their abilities. Treize and his wife Une also taught this class. Treize had psychic healing and Une was clairvoyant.
"Sup Hil." Duo answered, flopping down in his seat in the front of the room. There were only ten students in this class. Zechs (telepathic), Noin (lucid dreaming), Meilan (pyrokinetic), Dorothy (psychic recolition), Hilde (remote viewing), Duo (astral projection), Trowa (telekinetic), Wufei (pyrokinetic), Quatre (empathic), and Heero (telepathic).
It wasn't a normal classroom. There were only two rows of regular desks, the kind that are attached to the chair. Each row had five seats. Dorothy, Hilde, Duo, Trowa, and Heero sat in the front in that order while Meilan, Wufei, Quatre, Noin, and Zechs sat in the back row in that order. At the front of the room was Treize's desk with a seat in front of it so he could talk one on one with a student. Next to his desk was the chalkboard with a long bookcase beneath it filled with books on psychic research. The side of the room by the doors was filled with more bookcases. The back wall had a few floor to ceiling cabinets and two carols next to it. In the right hand corner of the room by the carols were a round table with two black leather comfortable office chairs around it. By the windows were two large brown couches with a rug in front of them that any of them could flop in if they wished.
"Hi Hilde!" Quatre said warmly and unconsciously projected his warmth and happiness to all in the room with his empathy.
"Quatre, you're doing it again." Dorothy remarked, not looking up from where she was calmly reading a magazine. Dorothy had an aristocratic look to her. She was fairly tall with pale blonde hair that fell to her thighs and sharp green eyes that glinted with danger. Her eyebrows were forked in an interesting manner adding to her mysteriousness. She was dressed in a long jean skirt that came to her ankles and showed off her designer boots and a black t-shirt with a picture of a kitten getting chopped in half by a rabbit. A beige trench coat was hung over her seat.
"Opps, sorry guys." Quatre said sheepishly, putting a hand behind his head as he sat in his seat. "It's reflex."
"It's not a problem Quarter." Hilde said with a warm smile, using the nickname she and Duo called him. "It really perks us all up every morning when you do that."
"Zechs, stop trying to read me." Heero suddenly spoke up without looking up from the book he was reading. "You know you can't get past my walls." Zechs and Noin entered the room. Zechs gave a grin.
"It was a worth a try. We all want to know what goes on in that pretty head of yours Yuy." Zechs answered. Noin smacked him over the head and gave a cheerful wave to all of her friends before sitting in her seat. Noin was tall, coming to Zech's chin. Her hair was a dark violet color and cut short, much like Trowa's it fell across one eye. Her eyes were violet, the same color as Duo's actually. She was dressed in jeans and a violet sweater with a black leather jacket over that.
"Why can't I have your power?" Hilde whined. "Than I could have an excuse to sleep in class."
"But you can spy on whoever you want." Noin pointed out. Hilde thought about it.
"You're right, that's always fun." Hilde grinned back.
"Hilde, what have I told you about spying on people?" Treize asked as he entered the room with Une beside him. Treize was a very elegant man with thick ginger hair that fell neatly over his forehead. He had a clear-cut handsome face that showed of a Roman heritage and clear blue eyes that shone with cunning. His eyebrows were also forked at the ends, giving him a cool and mysterious look. He was dressed in black slacks and a white collared long-sleeved shirt with a black leather jacket over that.
Une was a beautiful woman with silky light brown hair that fell to the middle of her back. She had a beautiful face with sharp yet kind green eyes and smiling lips. She was dressed in a beige skirt and white blouse. She had a beige jacket over that.
"Sorry, Treize. But you have to admit that it's fun." Hilde said.
"No comment." Treize answered with a smile. The bell rang and after everyone said the pledge of allegiance they got started... sort of... Dorothy continued to flip through her magazine idly until it was her turn to test her powers while the others talked story or did homework. There was a room in the back that was sound proof and that was used for testing and training.
"Trowa? Can you hand me two of the candles on the desk?" Meilan asked it was time for her and Wufei to go first.
"Sure." Trowa answered from where he was reading a novel for English Literature class. He flicked his hand and two candles flew off of the desk and floated into Meilan's hand.
"Thanks Tro." She remarked as she laughing pushed her cousin into the back room with Lady Une following after them. Treize was sitting calmly in his chair grading their tests on the different psychic powers. As always all of them got high scores but Wufei, Zechs, and Heero had the highest at over a hundred percent with extra credit.
"Yo, Ro? What are ya drawing?" Duo asked from where he was lounging at his desk. True enough, Heero had his sketchpad open and was sketching something.
"Stop moving Trowa." Heero said instead, ignoring the question. His twitching model instantly resumed his comfortable position and turned the page in his book.
"Let's play cards." Quatre suggested and brought out playing cards. With that he and Duo got into a match of poker.
"Zechs. I told you to stop trying to tear down my shields." Heero said irritably as he finished his sketch of Trowa and whirled to face the blonde who frowned at him.
"I'm not trying to tear down your walls." Zechs said.
"But I jus- Odin! Goddamn it!" Heero cursed and whirled to the door where his laughing uncle stood. Odin closed the door behind him and gave a wink to his nephew. Odin was a tall German man with laughing light blue eyes and soft blonde hair that fell over his fore head. He was dressed in jeans, a white t-shirt, and a dark brown leather jacket.
"Heh, good to see you too kid." Odin remarked with a grin. He walked over to Treize and the two gave high fives before the tall blonde took a seat next to his aristocratic friend.
"So what brings you here to our humble classroom?" Treize asked as he filed the tests away.
"There's a new psychic contest between the schools." Odin answered. "I was sent by PAGA to invite you and your students to this competition." (A/N: PAGA is the Psychic Ability Gaming Association, at least in my world.)
"When is the competition?" Treize asked calmly. Psychics were not rare in the world; everyone had psychic ability. The ones who had the ability to tap into their powers however were rare indeed and not well liked by the general public. That's why the other students in the school thought that PAC was just for the elite students or something. It was a sore spot on Relena that she wasn't with the elite and her precious brother was. She didn't even know her brother was a psychic. Her parents kept it a secret from her since they knew her thoughts on psychic abilities.
"In two weeks. This is the district competition though. If you make it to states than that will be in December. The national competition is in March, and the international competition, which is telecasted, is in May. Since all of your kids are seniors except for Hilde it shouldn't make a difference if people find out if they are psychic or not. Once they turn eighteen they have to register anyway, and the list is made public." Odin answered.
"And what about Hilde?" Treize asked calmly.
"What about me?" Hilde asked. "I don't care what these obnoxious slobs think." Hilde said stubbornly. "I'm proud to be psychic like my parents. I don't give a shit what the so called 'normal' people think."
"Hell, I hear ya. I would announce the fact in front of the entire school if we were allowed to." Duo spoke up from his poker game. He was now on his favorite topic and was getting so worked up his spiritual self began to rise up from his body. It was a known fact that part of the rules of PAC forbade psychic students to tell others of their abilities. "In fact I-"
Shut up. Heero snapped telepathically from where he was finishing his homework that was due the next day.
"He's right Maxwell." Zechs said in agreement. "You're thoughts are projecting loud enough to give Heero and I headaches."
"Sorry about that, I have to learn to think softer don't I?" Duo asked.
"Don't worry about it Duo." Odin said with a gruff laugh. "The kid's had worse."
"Chk. Which time?" Heero asked bitterly. "The time you were drunk or the time you were ban-" By than Odin leapt up and slapped a hand over his nephew's mouth.
"Just ignore him." He sent a glare at Heero after that statement. Heero met his stare with one of his own.
Baka, I'm a telepath. Heero remarked, his eyes sparkling with amusement at his legal guardian. (A/N: baka- idiot) Odin paled and Heero smirked behind his hand. The two got into a silent telepathic conversation before Odin walked back to his seat and sat down.
"Brat," he muttered.
"Old man," Heero deadpanned back. To others it may have seemed like a lame come back but Odin sent a scowl over at his charge. There was an inside story having to do with an eight-year-old Heero and his in-his-late- twenties uncle. Despite the argument their tones were ones of affection. Trowa watched them with an amused green eye before shaking his head at his perhaps future in-law and closing his book.
"Noin it's your turn." Wufei remarked as he and Meilan entered the room. They were arguing with each other like normal.
"I totally beat you this time Wu!" Meilan smirked as she sat in her chair sticking out her tongue.
"In your dreams Meimei." Wufei taunted back. They were taunting each other mercilessly but their eyes shone in amusement. They had been doing this since they were babies and it was like a ritual between the two of them. Noin rolled her eyes and walked into the other room with Lady Une.
The lady poked her head in. "I'm sorry Lucrezia but I just realized that Meilan and Wufei are not finished. They will be here all period. Go lie on one of the couches and practice." Noin's face broke into a grin and she winked at Hilde as she flopped down in the couch nearest to the front of the room and got ready to go to sleep. Wufei and Meilan smirked happily and entered the backroom again before the door closed behind them.
"Yuy, Peacecraft, I might as well help you two here." Treize remarked. "Since you're here Din, you can help Dorothy and Hilde." Odin groaned but dragged his chair to the two girls. "Barton, you can work over in the carols, just turn on the random event generator." Trowa shot him a raised eyebrow look and Treze grimaced. "Don't ask, the school refuses to buy better machines. Until then you're stuck practicing on that old piece of junk. Duo, go lie on the couch and Astral project, you might as well go to see a move while your there. You can help me with Heero and Zech's reach."
"I've been on this thing since the fifth grade." Trowa remarked with raised brows.
"And you could completely control it since seventh. I know. Just consider it review." Treize said. Trowa shrugged and went over to the carol. Heero and Zechs headed over to the two black office chairs and plopped down into them talking calmly about Edgar Allan Poe poetry. Treize dragged his swivel chair over to the table by Zechs and Heero and motioned for Duo to Astral Project. Duo did as told and his body fell asleep as his mind was released. "You might as well get going; it'll take a few minutes to get there."
"Sure thing." Duo grinned and walked through his sleeping body and through the wall and gently lowered himself onto the pipe that went all the way up the multistory building and shimmied his way to the ground before walking off whistling. Their classroom was on the second floor.
"I think his best work was 'the Raven'." Zechs commented. "It is one of his most commonly quoted works."
"Yes, but 'the bells' has a rhythm that 'the Raven' can't compare to. The very words he uses adds to the rhythm and mood of the poem." Heero argued back.
"Hm, you both have good points but I prefer 'Alone' myself." Treize remarked. Both blue-eyed teens quieted in thought.
"Agreed." Both said in unison.
"Wait, Duo's reached the movie theatre." Heero remarked.
"He's wondering if it's okay if he sneaks in rather than pays since he doesn't have money on him in his spirit form." Zechs added.
"Sure." Treize answered. "It's not like he's taking up a seat. Just tell him not to get caught."
"Baka." Heero muttered as Zechs shook his head at Duo's reaction.
"You two might as well enjoy the movie. I'm going to check on Trowa now." Treize remarked as he pushed his chair back to his desk and moved to sit next to the banged boy.
"I never took Duo as a Harry Potter fan." Zechs remarked.
"He is." Heero answered glumly. "He once said that I should dress up like Harry because I have the hair to go with it."
"True, true." Zechs said and grinned at the glare he got from Heero. Than the two settled back and closed their eyes to watch at least part of the movie before class ended and Duo had to come back to his body.
"All right, all of you did very good today. On Monday Noin is in the back room. You are all invited to come back here for lunch. On Monday you will also start training for the district competition in the PAGA's tournament." Treize remarked. The bell rang. "You're dismissed." It was common knowledge for the school that at lunch those in PAC would eat lunch in PAC every other day. The rest of the time they sat together at their normal table in the cafeteria.
"Do you guys wanna go to the band room?" Duo asked.
"Sure." Trowa answered. So the five waved to their other friends and started down the hall to band.
"Relena at six o' clock." Quatre suddenly warned and Heero took off down the hall at a dead sprint.
"HEEERROOO! STOP PLAYING HARD TO GET!! I NEED TO TALK TO YOOOOOU!!!" Relena cried out as she chased after Heero. Most of the kids in the hall shook their heads and pulled the freshman out of the way of the stampeding Relena, being used to her antics to get Heero.
"And to think that she is the president of our school." Duo remarked.
"That is just a scary thought." Quatre replied. "Too bad it's true." Relena had managed to corner Heero and was now clinging to his arm and preening as she talked to him, leaning over to show her bust. Heero looked over her head and answered back calmly, though his face was turning a sickly green color as she kept flashing skin at him.
Help me! He cried mentally. It wasn't exactly a telepathic call. It was a side effect of his power. Sometimes he projected his thoughts to other psychics. Interestingly enough Zechs didn't have that problem, or the other side effects of Heero's power. Sometimes when he dreamed he was sucked into his friend's dreams instead of his own. Not good when one of them was having a... personal sort of dream...
Duo got really pissed off at him because of that once in sophomore year. He stopped speaking to Heero for a month. Finally Quatre made him make up with Heero. It wasn't a known fact but Heero was really fragile emotionally after his parents' death. When Duo got mad at him he nearly went off the deep end and spent the month in depression. That was when they learned that it wasn't a conscious thing like Noin. Heero didn't want to intrude on their privacy anymore than they did. He couldn't control it.
Once at a sleep over at Zech's house he got sucked into one of Relena's dreams. He had hysterics when he woke up and it took two full hours of Trowa hugging him and murmuring soothingly to him before the ghastly images of what Relena dreamed about him and her together faded a little. The last side effect he had that Zechs didn't was that sometimes he had a problem with picking up on what the other's thought and projecting that as well. Part of his training was controlling those side effects and he was getting better, but he still couldn't fully control it.
"I better go get him." Trowa said worriedly and took off to save his boyfriend.
"He better get there before that dream incident comes to Hee-chan's mind." Duo remarked. They hadn't heard the fine details of Heero's dream but what they had heard had nearly sent Duo into a dark padded room for two hours cackling insanely.
"He should hurry." Quatre added. "It feels like Heero is starting to panic." Trust the empath on that one. Heero showed no outward sign of being in distress. He was talking to Relena shortly with an emotionless look on his face. But when Trowa wrapped his long arms around the small Japanese teen's waist Quatre got an extremely strong sense of relief flowing off from Heero in waves.
The three walked down towards their friends so they could go to the band room; and came up in time to hear Trowa give his excuse for dragging Heero away. "I am very sorry Relena." That I have to see your face so early in the morning. "But Heero promised he would help me practice in band." That's not entirely a lie so Duo can't be mad at that.
"Of course." Relena sulked and stalked down the hall. "Call me tonight Heero!"
"Hn." Heero grunted. I'll call you when the baka cuts off his braid.
"That's never gonna happen." Duo remarked.
"Gomen." Heero said blushing slightly. "I'm projecting everyone's thoughts again aren't I?"
"Yes." Trowa, Wufei, Duo, and Quatre answered. Heero looked guilty at that.
"Don't worry about it Yuy." Wufei said. Amazingly. "One day you'll learn how to control it better. For now, just try raising your blocks again."
"Arigato." Heero answered. He made his mental walls stronger to completely block out his friend's thoughts and led the way to the band room. Though he was easily the physically strongest of their group, including the other five psychics, Odin, Une, Treize, and Sally, he was easily the weakest emotionally. Quatre, who was the most physically weak, was the strongest emotionally, being an empath.
Because of this weakness however his four best friends tended to be over protective of him. They had seen him totally break down before, resulting in him ending up in the hospital for a month before Quatre managed to calm him down. Also because of the breakdown Heero became really over protective of Quatre. If any one picked a fight on the little blonde than Heero would be there to pound them into the side walk for daring to pick on Quatre. But that's how their group worked. All of them had bad things happen to them in their past so they stuck together and helped each other out when anything bad happened in the present.
Next Chapter: Heero's slips are becoming more frequent and Treize has a theory.
Well, that is the first chapter of All or Nothing. It may seem slow paced now but I promise it will get better later. In later chapters the genre might change, I haven't worked out all of the details yet but I will inform you if it does. That's all I can think of for now. Thank you for reading my story, and please leave a review. You are welcome to flame if you want, I can use your criticism to make my story better.