Hallelujah! Everyone, I feel great, because I just got my first flame review. It was quite comical. I must say I'm laughing it up to tell the truth. You should all check it out if you get the chance. Some dude yelled at me for putting up a story that was too original. It isn't Gundam Wing, and should therefore be put on Fictionpress, because I was wasting people's time.

Sorry if I'm wasting your time guys... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-Blow it out your ass! (You guys need to go to this guy's page. It's funny to hear him rant on about shit, but he's hugely hypocritical. Just look at a few of his works. Most don't even have disclaimers. Is he saying it's his own original work? Maybe THOSE belong in the original department in fictionpress. Bring it on NGTM-R. I'm read to school whenever you are.

Ho dear, that was a good one. Seriously though, I'm appreciative of all reviews, even the stupid ones. My hat goes off to NGTM-R. (I'll just put his review up here, because I'm so proud of it, like an A+ on the refrigerator: Bottom line: this has absolutely nothing to do with Gundam Wing. At all. It's an

original story. Take it to FictionPress and stop wasting space here and my time.)

I'm so sorry "NGTM-R" (whatever that means) that you don't like my story... But of course, no one makes you read it, so if you're upset that it's too original for your liking, perhaps you should take your bitching to another site and stop wasting space here and my time...Thank you.

And now, onto the story that has "absolutely nothing to do with Gundam Wing."

Gundam Wing After Eve 2

Chapter Eleven

Sleeping arrangements for that night that been hard to sort out, as there were only three beds. It was suggested that each of the females each take a bed, a chivalrous idea from none other than Jin. (Jin would never let a lady sleep anywhere but a comfortable place if ever possible.) So the three male pilots each found a place around the house to lay down with some spare blankets and pillows.

Kreed took one of the two couches in the house and didn't seem ready to budge for Jin. He supposed it was because he was still mad at him, but he didn't bother to argue or show any sign of displeasure at all, choosing instead to walk away from both couches.

"Jin," whispered Stephen while everyone was asleep. He turned around and greeted his friend with a nod. It was very dark, all the lights being turned out, but the full moon outside was providing adequate light as they both stood in front of a window facing the beach. "I understand you don't have a comfortable place to sleep tonight."

"Nah," said Jin, dismissing the thought with a weak smile. "It's not a big deal."

"I'd like you to take the other couch," said Stephen.

"What?" asked Jin. "No Stephen. You should take it. You deserve more than all of us to live in comfort. You-

"Please Stephen," said Jin. "Don't put yourself in discomfort for me... In fact, you should never put yourself in a less than comfortable situation for my own."

"Jin," said Stephen. "I feel bad about you and Rachel, and the fallout with Kreed. I know he's just being a prick to you because he thinks he's defending his sister."

"He has a right to," said Jin. "I'd be pissed if I were in his shoes. Everything we face in this life, every problem we are forced to overcome, is at some point or another our own fault."

"Yes, but Kreed wouldn't be so ticked and all if he knew the truth," said Stephen.

"What?" asked Jin. "What are you talking about?"

"Jin, why do you take me for an idiot?" asked Stephen. "I've known you longer than anyone alive. I've been your wingman since before we even knew about the Gundams. You're too easy for me to read."

"So what do you think your reading now?" asked Jin as he looked outside, his face stern and expressionless. "What do you interpret from this whole mess?"

"I know exactly what happened between you and Rachel, and I know why Jin," said Stephen. "You love her, it's obvious, even when you push her away. It's obvious to me anyway. But I understand why you are pushing her away. I can see that your reason for putting yourself and her through this is that you want her to be safe. Is that right Jin?"

"I got to hand it to you pal," said Jin with a smile as he closed his eyes. "You nailed the sucker right on the head. It's all I can do to protect her. I'd have her removed from all this completely if I could, but I can't take away her Gundam."

"You got guts man," said Stephen. "You would deny your love for her just to make sure she's safe... Does anyone else know?"

"I do," said Anita. Stephen turned rapidly around and saw Anita walk up to them from the darkness. "Sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I just heard some commotion from my room and came out to see if all was okay."

"I am sorry if we woke you," said Jin as he turned and faced her. "As you know, we were just discussing the whole situation-

"Yeah, I know," said Anita. "Stephen's a lot smarter than we often give him credit for."

"Ha ha," said Stephen unenthusiastically. "Cute Anita, real cute."

"Oh don't flatter me," said Anita, faking shyness. "So do you think you'll ever tell anyone?"

"Nope," said Jin. "I don't think so... I've just got so much going through my mind right now, I don't know what to do." Jin crouched down and leaned his head against the cold window. "It's like I wasn't meant to be happy, like I wasn't meant to enjoy comfort."

"You've got a comfy couch just waiting for you," said Stephen.

"Not what I meant Steph," said Jin. "But thank you... I couldn't sleep anyway."

"Want us to stay up with you?" asked Anita. "If you want to talk... we will listen."

"I can't have the girl I love," said Jin, "I have a sister now, a big sister at that. This sister wants to destroy the world or something. We've been betrayed by the Preventers and the Alliance. On top of all that...I killed a man. I could go on forever."

"You shouldn't have to go through this Jin," said Anita as she knelt next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "at least not alone you shouldn't. Let us help you. We want to."

"I'm beyond help Anita," said Jin as he stood up and brushed her hand off. "I was from the moment I was born. I simply am destined to never know happiness. It's that simple I guess. Thank you, really. I'm glad I have you for friends...but I need to be alone in this."

Anita backed up to Stephen's side. "It's okay Jin," said Anita. "We'll be ready whenver you feel you need us. Come on Stephen. It's past our bedtime."

They walked away to leave Jin alone in the dark by the window. He was sick of this. He needed out of this mess. He needed to be at peace for just once in his life. Battles would never give him that. War would never give him the peace of mind for which he longed.

This is bull shit he thought. I'm through. I'm done with the acting. I'm done with all the fighting and the killing in this world. I'm through with humanity's imperfections, whether my own or others'. It's time I get past all this chaos.

He walked into the next room over, the tiny space that barely passed a kitchen. This is it. He opened a drawer and found what he was looking for. Pulling out the large, metal knife with the serrated blade, he closed the drawer quickly and lowered his hand face-up on the counter, eying his wrist with contempt.

I never wanted it to be this way he thought as he lowered the knife's edge to his own wrist. I never wanted to be a part of this hell...but I won't be much longer. My only regret is not having apologized to everyone in advance... Goodbye, my friends.

Without giving himself time to second-guess his thoughts, Jin closed his eyes tightly and looked away as he slashed with all his might against his wrist.

The pain was sharp, horrifying. He'd never felt more pain in his life, but with all his might, he prevented himself from screaming. As the knife slashed, a line of blood splattered on the white wall to his side and across his face. The blood was pouring from his wrist fast, very fast.

Jin took note that it didn't take long for it to stop hurting. He was still breathing, though weakly, but he couldn't feel any pain at all in his wrist. He was dizzy, too dizzy to stand up. As his vision blurred heavily, he fell in what seemed to be slow-motion to the tile floor, splashing in his already large puddle of blood. The knife fell and clanged against the floor also.

At that moment, Kreed ran into the kitchen and turned the corner around the counter. He stopped, completely frozen in his tracks, staring at the horror in front of him. Jin's body lay on its side in a wide sea of red water, the blood spilling from his self-inflicted wound to the wrist. He noticed the knife on the ground next to him, and quickly put two and two together.

"Oh my God," he choked. "Jin... What have...you done?"

End Chapter Eleven

Well everyone, the next one will probably have to wait til at least Monday to go up. Seriously though, about the review from the weird guy. Look at it and laugh. Sure, I'm a little upset that he's a dumb ass, but I can't blame him for thinking he's right. He'll learn someday. So just read it and get a good laugh. It's genuinely hilarious. In fact, go to his works and read all his stuff, and then give his shitty reviews. REVENGE!

Oh! And I have another quick thought. This is for anyone who wants proof that anime is educational, particularly Gundam Wing. Today, in class, we were talking about the morality of wars and stuff like that, when our teacher asked what "pacifism" is. Anyone who pays attention to Releena knows, and only I raised my hand. It was great. "Pacifism is absolutely avoiding a violent solution to any problem, no matter what the consequences might be." My teacher quickly pointed out that I almost said the definition verbatim to what he was going to give in notes. Oh yeah. Thank you Gundam Wing.

...The More You Know.