Gundam Wing, Eternal Wars

Truly An Endless Waltz

Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, or any related characters are items included in this fan fiction.

Authors Note: It has been a long time since I have written a Gundam Wing Fan Fiction. And even longer still since I have seen the series. So please bare with me. Some of my facts will more then likely be slightly off.

Regardless, I do hope you enjoy my fan fiction!

The story takes place AFTER the Endless Waltz Movie.

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Earth,

Political Housing Units and Meeting Centre

12:00 p.m. ; Monday

Heero Yuy leaned quietly against the wall, his eyes closed as he listened to the murmur of conversation beyond the door to his left. The young man could only make out the occasional word or phrase when voices rose above the normal volume. Otherwise he had no idea what was being said. Nor did he truthfully care what was being said. He had come here for once reason. And one reason only.

The retired Gundam Pilot opened his eyes slowly when he heard chairs scrapping on the ground and feet shuffling about behind the closed door. The meeting had been a short one. Heero had not waited more then ten minutes for it to be complete. It seemed the meetings of those political leaders grew shorter each time he came. But further more, they accomplished less as well. The peace they had worked so hard for was crumbling already. It had only been a year.

The door opened and people began to file out. None of them appeared satisfied, and none of them paid any attention to Heero. They had seen him around enough times to know his face. And to know that he was not one to be bothered with. As the last person straggled out, the brown haired pilot stepped over to the door, catching it as it was slowly drifting shut and holding it open to look upon the women who still sat at the head of the table. She looked a little stressed and frazzled, but otherwise she was the person he remembered. It had been several months since he had visited.

"Heero!" A smile came to her face when she saw him. Speaking his name in greeting and surprise as she generally did when he made his rare visits to her. He leaned against the door frame, his deep blue eyes settling upon here. But a smile ghosted his lips. It was always a treat for the both of them. Heero would not settle down with her, but he knew in his heart that he had come to adore her. It was the only sensible reason he had not been able to kill her so many years ago. And since then their bond had only strengthened. He was silent for several moments more as he watched Relena shuffled through several papers before he finally decided on what he was going to say.

"Are you aware of the small, unidentified colony orbiting the moon?" Heero asked at length. He wanted to know what exactly she knew, before telling her what he knew. The more she knew already the better and easier things would be for him.

Relena nodded. "Yes of course I do. They asked permission to begin construction on the colony when the war ended." Heero smirked. Typical of her to give permission for another colony to be constructed after all the trouble that had been caused of the other ones and the constant arguments and tensions between them all. They had probably told her it was for some noble cause or another. Relena was a smart girl. A very smart girl, but she tended to over look things.

"Are you aware what they are using it for?" Heero asked her, still by the door way. Relena sighed. This was not going to be a pleasant visit. Heero was obviously here on business, which meant when he got what he wanted done he would most likely leave on further business.

"It's an orphanage. An entire colony dedicated to picking up children who lost their parents to the war and helping single parents make their way in life. It was a charity project, we helped fund it," Relena replied. She was starting to wonder where Heero was getting at. The look that crossed his face told her it was not a good one. The tiny smile that had been on the pilots face was gone, replaced by that cold stern gaze he usually kept.

"That is not how they have kept it then. But that also explains where they got their labour force...Relena, they are building mobile suits and weaponry," he told her seriously. Eyes narrowing on the women to see how she would react. As expected, her eyes widened slightly and she shook her head.

"We had an inspection of the colony just last month. Everything was running fine. Have you seen this for yourself?" Relena asked. She did not want to hear of such an admiral project turning into another use to further wars and break the peace that was so hard to earn.

"I saw it Relena. I saw the factories. I worked in one for a week and learned that they are indeed massing for an attack on Earth. Trained troops have already been established. They are all human operated. There is only one fleet of dolls, and they are not meant for battle, they are scouts," Heero explained to her, getting up off the door frame he walked across the room to stand in front of the table, setting his hands down on the it he peered across at her. He could see the questions in her eyes as they raced across her mind. She coughed, calmed herself down and nodded. What Heero spoke was always the truth. He had been actively helping keep the peace since the war was over. So this time would be no different.

"I'll look into it... What are you going to do?" Relena replied to Heero calmly. Surely Heero has something in mind. He always did. It was another matter if he told her what he was planning or not of course. Most of the time he did whatever he pleased. It was getting difficult to keep the law off his back. He had solved many problems, but broken many more rules to do it. If he would just ask for permission the problems could be avoided. But it was not like him to reveal an entire plan. It put other people in danger for knowing.

"You stay here. Discuss things with the leaders and minor factions. Even if you never get anything done anyways. I can return to investigate further," Heero then turned on his heel and began to leave the room. He opened the door, which had slowly drifted shut behind him upon his arrival.

"Heero! Wait," Relena called, standing up suddenly and knocking her chair back. He paused at the door, glancing over his shoulder irritably. He had been patient enough with the situation already, he wanted to move now.

"Just...Be careful," she said after a moment. It was not what she had been going to say. But one look at his irritation was enough to suffice at saying she should just let him go on his way. As much as she hated doing it. She knew Heero would not tell her what he had planned as usual. But what she said, she did indeed mean.

Heero grunted and continued on. Leaving Relena to her paper work and the arrangements he knew she would begin to investigate colony further and speak of how they might act to prevent the attack from happening and exposing the small colony without making a black mark on her record of perfection when it came to helping the people. The walk back to the small two man ship he had flown to Earth was a short one. The docks were attached right to the main building for easy transportation and access to politicians and business men coming from the colonies or other places around the world.

He slipped into the passengers side and leaned back into the seat, putting on his belt before looking up into the curious cobalt blue eyes of his partner and the one flying the ship. "Well? How did you're little reunion go?" Duo Maxwell teased lightly, leaning foreword slightly to get a better look at Heero. Trying to analyze the man for any hint of emotion or bit towards why he had been so quick. Duo had expected to be waiting for Heero for at least an hour.

"Our next stop is Colony 0RP431," Heero said, not even bothering with Duo's question.

"Fine, be that way. Don't tell me," Duo muttered, leaning back in his seat he turned to the controls and took the jet - like craft off idle. Heero leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes as Duo eased it out of the docks and began to make the journey to the problem colony orbiting the moon. They would arrive there within a day or two. Perhaps quicker with the eager, brown haired teenager piloting the small, fast little craft. Duo had never been one to be bound by the speed limits of space.