A/N- Ok, so on request, I'm going to stop sending out chapter clips all the time…I might do it once and a while just for grins…u know…to get the excitement out of me. :-) Also, Like I LOVE telling you all, I LOVE REVIEWS! One of my fave parts of doing a story is receiving and responding to all of your reviews! I Love to know what I can do, and how I can fix things, etc.

And you will live in the dark corner of your dark world, seeing nothing but dark hate.

"I don't understand…"

"Kid! We've been through this FIVE times now! I can't have you involved in this mission! It will only be a couple of months, and you'll be so involved in your own mission, you won't even have time to THINK about me!" Kid scrunched his face up. Not think about Odin? Impossible!

"Please, Odin? What will I do without you?"

"Whatever it is I tell you to do! I dunno! You understand though, right? Please tell me you aren't THAT stupid…" Kid could only nod. No…He understood. Odin sometimes left him at home so the bad men would not capture him and use him against Odin. But to be left alone for a couple of MONTHS? What was he going to do? He could remember easily the last time Odin had left him alone…the fear it had implanted into his heart. That same fear that Odin would never let him show…never.

"Good." Odin acknowledged the boy's nod. "Now, you can't take your laptop…it would be too obvious…but we'll find a way for you to sneak in a gun or two…Just in case…"

"So what will my mission be?" Kid hated the fact that he would not have the laptop. He had come to depend on the small machine for most of his information. It was really his only source of information on what Odin liked to call "the outside world"…that being the "normal" world to Kid. He had come to see his laptop as more then just a tool to use during missions, because to the boy it resembled Odin's care…the "good" side of the assassin that wanted to love…to care for someone like him.

"This will be a new kind of mission. It will not be to kill anyone…But you have to hack into the center's main accounts on the computer, and log who works for who, and what they are working to accomplish. I'll be around to check up on you every once and a while, but don't get to dependant on that thought…"

"Odin…? Will you miss me?" Where had THAT though come from? He really hadn't meant to ask it!

"Hell no, Kid! A whole couple months without your noisy chatter and bullcrap will be a VACATION. Why? Don't tell me you're gunna miss me?" The cold smirk that played on Odin's face ripped at Kid's heart. There was no love and compassion in that gaze, but disdain and dry amusement.

"No." Yes…

The drive was a silent one, and Kid didn't even bother to ask where they were going or when they would stop. He now knew that Odin DID NOT like his talking… and Kid didn't want to do anything to upset the man. It was about an hour before they stopped beside a large building, and it looked sad, with the early mist curling around the stone and bricks.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later, Kid. Try not to get too noticed, and make sure you LEAVE NO EVIDENCE of what you are here for. And please TRY to act like a kid your own age, will you? I'll be around later." And without listening to Kid's silent plea for him to stay, Odin drove off into the swirling gray mists. Kid watched the silver car until it was no longer visible, and held his emotions in check. He knew this was one of those "tests" that Odin performed on his abilities to do things, so it was necessary, but Kid didn't like being alone. Further more, he had no clue on what to do. He supposed that the big building was the one that he was supposed to enter, so he walked the long stone steps, and pushed on the door. It wouldn't budge, and so he figured it was locked from the inside. He excused it with a small shrug, because things like that could not be helped or fixed. Without another idea on how to do things, Kid pulled his small jacket tighter around his narrow body, curled up on the steps, and fell into a light sleep.

Kid was first aware of the frigid patter of rain on his skin, before through the numbness, the motions of someone gently shaking him brought the boy back into reality. He was numb and cold, not to mention wet, but he was well used to these conditions. He took notice of how hard the steps were against his body as he opened his eyes and let the dull rays of sun filter through. With a slight moan, Kid looked up into a swirl of blond hair, and kind light blue eyes.

"My, you have such beautiful eyes there! What are you doing out here in the cold, sweetheart?" The voice was like a sweet melody, and Kid found himself drawn to it…trusting it. No…Odin told him never to trust ANYBODY.

"Who are you?" Kid demanded harshly. He really didn't mean to sound rude…it was just that he was so confused right now. Kid was surprised when no hint of anger or annoyance tainted her perfect voice.

"My name's Miss Adalia Winner…Won't you come inside and warm up a little? Or are you waiting for your mommy?" To get in? That was his mission! Yes…He needed to get access into that building, and this was the best way to do it!

"I don't have a mommy." He thought for a moment. "Or a daddy."

Miss Adalia's gaze seemed sad for a moment. Kid didn't like seeing her sad! She would look soo much better with a smile! Why did he ALWAYS make good people sad? This upset him. He REALLY wanted to make this lady smile, maybe because he could never make Odin smile…but he shouldn't think of Odin…not now…

"Poor child…Who brought you here then?" Uh oh! Odin told him never to tell ANYONE his name…What should he say then?

"A man." Maybe she knew he didn't want to tell her who… or maybe she was smart enough to just back off, but she inquired no further as to the identity of "the man".

"Did he tell you to wait here for anyone?" Yay! Kid knew what to say now. He and Odin had rehearsed this the night before.

"No. He told me he didn't ever wanna see me again, and to let some other bastard take care of me… what's a bastard?" As if Odin didn't use THAT word enough times.

"Oh…I'm sorry…" She really did look it. "Well, in that case, let's go in shall we? You'll have a nice home here with me. I think you'll like it! …We'll make some hot cocoa, now how does that sound?" Kid nodded. Finally he was going into the building, and this lady seemed REALLY nice! And he didn't even have to blow her up! She offered one of her soft hands down to him, which Kid gladly took, and they walked together up the stone steps till they reached the big door. Now was the time to see how this door was REALLY unlocked. Adalia walked straight up to the door…

And pulled the handle.

Oh. Well darn if Kid didn't feel embarrassed. It wasn't his fault the handle was to high to be seen, let alone reached! Gee…you would think someone would put a PULL label on the stupid thing. Miss Adalia smiled at the boy's cute frown.

"Come on…We'll get you signed in as part of the family." Kid followed the lady quietly into a brightly lit room which danced with warmth. It was nothing like what he thought it would be, having judged from the cold, gray brick on the outside. The walls were covered with pictures that must have been drawn by children, and they were bright and colorful, full of a certain happiness. Handmade crafts full of glitter and marker were strewn along the large desk, and hung up for show alongside the pictures, some of which obviously resembled Miss Adalia. Children must really like her. Kid watched as she settled herself into a chair behind the desk, and patted another smaller one next to her.

"Come sit with me." She smiled at Kid, and he knew that he could not resist it for long. He walked slowly to the small red chair, and sat.

"Now, what's your name, silent one?" No one had EVER asked him for his name before. Odin might have once, but he couldn't remember. He knew Kid wasn't really a name, but it suited him…But was he going to be named Kid all his life?

"Kid." For some reason he felt miserable. Shameful that he held such a name with no love or thought. Miss Adalia frowned slightly, but covered it with a brilliant and dazzling smile.

"Well, you can't go around with a name like that! Why don't we get you a REAL one?" Kid nodded. She twirled her swivel chair around, and faced Kid. Placing a delicate finger under his chin, she moved his head from one side to another, and looked scrutinized his every feature.

"Hmm. It looks like you have some Japanese heritage…but those eyes! My! And the hair!"

"I'm sorry." Kid mumbled the apology…He didn't know if it was ok to have brown hair and blue eyes, and he didn't want to make Miss Adalia mad with him already. Her laugh was light and carefree.

"Don't be! I think it makes a LOVELY combination! Now, what shall we call you?" More looking…then…
"I know! How about, Heero? He was a great man, bless his soul. I think you would live up to the name well." Kid shook his head and made a face.

"No? Why not? I think that you would fit that name wonderfully!" Odin didn't like that name. He got all sad when Kid mentioned it. But he couldn't tell the nice lady that, so he just shook his head again.

"No? Hmm." She seemed to ponder it again. "How about Hikari? It means 'light'" The name seemed vaguely familiar… He could almost remember someone calling that name. Someone who always came home from work mad. Someone who liked to hurt little children. Someone mean. He couldn't remember it, so dismissed the thought with a mental shrug. Strange that a name could cause so many thoughts to come up, but it did strike Kid as a fitting name, so he half smiled, and nodded. Miss Adalia flashed a white smile at him and typed something into the computer. Kid looked over her shoulder.

"Hikari… Winner?" Kid didn't understand. Miss Adalia just smiled.

"Every nameless child who comes here is a part of the Winner family." She explained as if it were the simplest of statements. "Now, how old are you…Hikari?" The boy grinned toothily.

"Four and three quarters!" He proudly held up four chubby fingers as if to prove his point. Again something was typed into the computer, and the swivel chair turned once more to face him.

"Did you know that it was a four year old, just like you who started this organization?" He could sense the pride brimming in her voice. He shook his head.

"How come?" Kid, or now Hikari, knew that the nice lady wanted to talk about this boy, so he encouraged her comments further. He also liked to just listen to that lovely voice…No one had ever talked to him so kindly before, and he found himself trusting her more and more, despite his attempts not to.

"Well, For his third birthday, his daddy gave him a LARGE amount of money to spend however he wanted." She frowned slightly. "You see, his daddy didn't have a lot of time for him because he was REALLY rich and an important man, so he passed up the boy's birthday with a LOT of money. Now, the boy felt really sad that his daddy didn't have a lot of time to spend with him, and saw how much money they all had, when some little boys and girls had none. No family, and no money. He was always such a caring little fellow, so he asked his daddy to build him a big place to house little boys and girls like yourself." She concluded the story happily as if it were the ending of a wonderful fairy tale. "Wanna see a picture of him?" Hikari nodded solemnly, although he was quite interested in this all. A small picture was removed from the corner of Miss Adalia's desk, and she held it out to him. Hikari found himself staring down at a picture of a happily smiling child with light blond hair and baby blue eyes…He reminded him of someone…

"Is he your son, Miss Adalia?" Her laugh was soft and charming.

"No, he's my brother. His name is Quatre Raberba Winner…don't you think that's a LOVELY name?" She looked sad for a moment before continuing. "He's so lonely sometimes because other children make fun of him. Of us all…"

"Why?" Who would make fun of Miss Adalia? She was so nice! And from all the colorful pictures around the room, he thought that EVERYone must like her!

"Our family… We are what people call test tube babies… We were not created like normal little children. Some people think of that as a weakness, and hate people like us for it." She shrugged. "It really makes no difference. He's a talented young boy who needs friends just like everyone else. He really is a sweet boy…Always trying to help… Maybe I'll take you to meet him one day." She took the picture back and placed it carefully on the corner of her desk next to the computer.

"Hikari…would you like me to show you around the place? I think you will like the playground and your new bedroom. Maybe we can meet some of the other students, no?" Kid shrugged and stood up as Miss Adalia PULLED a handle on another door.

"What's a playground?"

PLEASE READ!- Ok, I need some input from you all…You know, reader to writer, so I know what to add! So, my first question was, is there anything that you want me to explain in the story (like Heero's ever present spandex and green tank, or his love of his laptop)? It can be about any of the characters! And what do you all think about original characters? Like Would you hate me for life if I briefly brought in a couple of new people for the purpose of moving the story, if I promise to kill them off later? (lol, I sound so mean!) Well, that's all for now, so please tell me what you think! REVIEW RESPONSES-

ZaKai-Hey! Thanks for helping me out on these! I had another question, so tell me if I bother you with these, and I'll quit asking them! Well, I was wondering what slash meant? I never got what they meant by that…:-( And I was also wondering, if your ok with telling me, is ZaKai your real name? If not, what does it mean? It sounds SOOOO cool! I love that name! Well, the rain is pounding down here just as hard as anything, so my next chapter will be coming Soon! Thanks a lot! –Luna

Sabersonic- Thanks! Well, I personally LOVE HeeroxOdin stories…I love to know about the pasts of the pilots, so that really was more of my motivation to write this, and I'm soo glad that people enjoy this! I hope you like the following chapters!

MissionWingZero- Hey! Ahh, one of my first and faithful reviewers! I'm glad you like this, I really am! I'm so terrified I might accidentally disappoint you and make you hate this! And me too! I can't STAND Relena… barf

Water-soter-Hey, I wanted to thank you for the great advice on what I should do for the story (and my prob with the pairings) so I'm gunna take that advice and use it to my advantage. (Muahahahahaa!)

Bunch-O-Nuts-Ahhh! My faithful reader! Thankies so much for the great advice which I'm going to use btw…I'm sorry about the no-updates problem, and I hope I don't lose you as my reader! (then who would I complain to?)

Kiss Magdalena-You know, surprisingly, this has been easier to write then I thought, but I'm having a time problem…I started track, and I got my horse, and EVERYthing seems to be going on right now…(not to mention I have a D in English, but shhhh!) Unfortunately the site didn't work (and you don't know HOW upset I was about that) sooo…I went out and bought the book myself! Muah! But now I have the problem of if I should add those parts into the story! Ahhh…the torture!

AnimeGirl3-Ahh…I take it you don't like yaoi pairings? Well, I wasn't going to be TOO graphic even if I DID do that for many reasons…One, I have NO CLUE what would go on between two guys (ok, I do, but lets pretend I'm innocent, ok?) Two, I would ABSOLUTELY TRAUMATIZE my beta reader, and 3 is that I'm never written a lemon before, and I would end up making them do things not humanly possible! Lol ;-) Oh, and they will be meeting later on in the story…I have everything planned out, so if people are still reading this story, Heero will meet first Quatre (this happens one or two chapters from now) then Trowa (another one or two chapters from the meeting of Quatre) and I haven't planned for Wufei yet, but I have an idea of how they will encounter one another,

Icedrake-I'm really glad you like the humor in this writing! Lol…I hope you liked that part in this chapter when Kid used a common mistake of pushing instead of pulling the door…hehe…That humor comes from just being me…lol…I used to be REALLY bad with it, but I don't crack jokes as often now because life just doesn't seem funny anymore, so this is the only place to tell it. Now, do you think that I should add more emotion into this fic? Like more about what everyone is thinking? Hmmm…And I also put some thought into not setting up the snippets, and decided that you are right, so I'll only do it if I feel I REALLY wanna get something out. Thanks!

Krage-Hmm….I've always been wondering about your name…how would you pronounce that? Is that your real name, if you don't mind me asking? I like it :-) Also, so much for the whole "Update soon" thing…peh….been SOO busy, I've hardly given this a thought! But I already have another couple chapters written out, so you can expect them sometime within a week or two. Thanks!

EA signing out-