Author's Note: Alright, time to break my silence. I wrote this story a few years ago, and I am trying to update it so it fits my progression as far as writing goes (man, I didn't know how to use commas O.o). I'll try to post the chapters as quickly as possible. BTW, longer chapter, yay!

Chapter 4: Love and Mistakes

Tizzy was working on her laptop in the living room as usual. Heero passed by her. What in the world is she working on? he wondered idly. He casually walked over and looked over her shoulder at the screen. She was on a site that held pictures of the Gundam pilots. Some of them were very good, but some were poor, as if taken from far away. He saw her left click and save a picture of Quatre. At first, she didn't notice him. When she did, she blushed furiously.

"Um, these pictures are very hard to find," Tizzy said quickly.

"What are all these from?" Heero asked, slightly appalled.

"Well, its kind of like a war paparazzi," she said slowly, trying to think of a way to explain, "They track you guys from time to time, at least until they lose your trail. I keep my own site full, but don't worry. It doesn't have ANY personal information and if someone traced my computer, I'll just buy a new laptop."

"That's crazy," he replied, surveying her huge folders full of pictures. There was one with each pilots name on it. "How long have you been doing this?"

"A long time," Tizzy responded. "You know, your pictures are very hard to find, and people have almost killed themselves getting them," She said mischievously. Heero blushed just as she thought he would. She laughed, and Heero realized she had trapped him.

"Why would you care?" Heero asked. Now it was Tizzy's turn to blush.

"Well…I… uh," she said, trying desperately to think of a comeback.

"I understand," he said, laughing with his eyes, but not smiling.

"Heero, why don't you ever smile?" she said affectionately. Heero wasn't used to being addressed in such a way, so he shrugged and looked away. "Bet you're really cute when you smile," Tizzy said, trying to push his buttons.

"Yeah, whatever," Heero said as he watching put her new picture on a disk. He noticed a lot of pictures of Duo…and of Quatre. He saw a few of himself also. "Got a lot of Quatre, don't you?" he asked

"I like Quatre, he seems like a nice guy," she replied, blushing.

"He says you barely talk to him," Heero said eying her suspiciously.

"I'm shy," she said blushing harder and blinking rapidly.

"Not around me," Heero said, eying her, "Hmm?"

"Fine. You win," Tizzy said, finally, looking away to hide the fact that her eyes were filling with tears, "I'm in love with Quatre. But please don't tell him!"

"I won't," Heero said sympathetically, "but why are you crying?"

"Because I'm afraid," she said as she turned to face him, "I have never been in love before, and I don't want him to find out."

"Why not?" Heero asked. I hope I'm not prying Heero thought.

"Because what if he doesn't love me back?" she said crying harder. She felt a gentle hand wipe a tear from her eye. Then she realized it was Heero. She stared up into his ocean blue eyes.

"Every minute you waste thinking about him, you are going to love him more," Heero told her, "You should tell him. Even if he refuses you, at least your mind will be at ease."

"You're right," she said boldly, "and if he does refuse me, I will not cry in his presence. I swear it."

"Good girl," Heero said. She left to speak with Quatre. Heero had never given anyone advice before. He felt a responsibility to her. A responsibility to teach her.

"Quatre?" Tizzy asked timidly as she stood the doorway of his bedroom. Quatre had been practicing his violin, and he set it down.

"What's up?" he asked.

"I just wanted to see what you were up to," she said, turning her eyes from his gaze.

"Oh. Well, come in. Talk to me," he said smiling. She entered and shut the door. "Do you have something to tell me?" he asked noticing that she was acting more shy than usual.

"I do, but I don't know how to tell you," she said quietly.

"I find it's easier if you just say it, rather than draw it out," Quatre said flashing his comforting smile.

Tizzy swallowed hard, and blushed. "Quatre, I… I'm in love with you," she said finally. Her eyes filled with tears in fear. She forced them back. I will not cry she commanded herself harshly.

"I don't know what to say," Quatre said running his fingers through his hair, "This is a lot to think about."

"I'm sorry," Tizzy said meekly.

"Don't be. It's just…" Quatre said, "I just don't know how I feel right now."

To Quatre's and her own surprise, she forced a smile. "I understand," Tizzy said, "This is a lot to ask of you. Let's just pretend this never happened. Who knows, maybe we will bring it up again."

"Thanks for understanding," Quatre said, smiling in relief. Tizzy nodded and walked out. The minute she heard him begin to play again, she fell against the door. She slid down into a sitting position and broke down sobbing as silently as possible.

This was how Heero found her a few minutes later. "What's wrong, Tizzy?" he asked, "Did you go to… Oh no! What happened?"

"I talked to Quatre," she said, her voice trembling, "He said he didn't know how he felt, and I said to forget this ever happened. And then I left. I'll never be able to speak to him again!"

"Oh Tizzy, you poor thing!" Heero said sweetly, "Look at me." She looked up and into Heero's kind eyes. He was smiling at her. She gasped. "Just because Quatre doesn't know how he feels now, doesn't mean he won't know later," he said. His words comforted her.

"Thank you, Heero," Tizzy said giving a weak smile.

"Come talk with me," Heero said helping her up, "It will take your mind off it." They went and talked in Heero's room, and to Tizzy's surprise, she got him to laugh and smile a few times.

"You know there has been some controversy about whether or not you and Duo are friends," Tizzy said, "Are you?"

"Well sort of…" Heero replied, "Wait a minute, what do you mean controversy?"

"Well the other pilots didn't seem to know and neither did Duo. So I thought I'd ask," Tizzy replied, blushing.

"OK," Heero said in disbelief, "Anyway well me and Duo are friends, but sometimes he talks way too much. No offense or anything."

"None taken," she said, staring at something under his bed.

"Whatchya looking at?" Heero asked.

"Is that Lord of the Rings?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I'm reading it for the third time," Heero responded, "I want to go see the movie but I'm afraid the others would laugh if they found out."

"I'll go with you," Tizzy said with a mischievous look, "Then you can use me as an excuse."

Heero paused and then said, "Alright."

Tizzy and Heero were walking around on one of the main roads after watching Lord of the Rings. "Whaddya think, Heero?" Tizzy asked.

"It followed the book pretty well," Heero said, a little nonchalantly.

"Aren't we friendly?" she said, pushing him.

"Well all the pilots agree that talking is not my strong point," Heero said bitterly, "And why should I talk? Talking is over-rated."

"Why do you say that?" Tizzy asked.

"Because no one cares what you have to say," he responded, "They are too busy trying to get their two cents in."

"I care," Tizzy said softly. Heero flinched. He was still trying to get used to the gentle ways of a young girl as opposed to his competitive friends in the Gundam house. Tizzy slipped her arm around his. Then she pulled away. "Sorry," she said looking down, "I forgot. Your not that kind of person, are you?"

"I don't mind, I guess," Heero said, putting his arm around her waist. What am I doing? he thought, what is my problem? I've never felt like this. Except with…Relena. Heero smiled.

"Ha, I was right!" Tizzy exclaimed, stopping suddenly.

"What?" Heero asked, confused.

"You are cute when you smile!" she said triumphantly. She blushed in realization of what she had just said. "I mean…" she stammered.

"You really aren't good at keeping things to yourself, are you?" Heero teased. She smiled, still blushing. They walked the rest of the way home in silence.

They returned to the base around midnight. "Heero, I had a lot of fun," Tizzy said, "You are different than I thought you would be."

"How did you think I would be?" Heero asked out of curiosity.

"Cold soldier," she said nonchalantly, "You kind of are. But you can be kind also."

"Tizzy, I… I…" Heero stuttered. Tizzy nodded.

"Me too, Heero," she said, "Me too." She drew him close and they were about to kiss when…

"And where were you two?" Duo asked, appearing out of nowhere. Heero blushed furiously and Tizzy gasped. She renewed her coolness quickly.

"At a movie," Tizzy said smoothly, "If there is no problem, may we proceed?"

"Well, I…" Duo said, unsure.

"Good enough," Tizzy mumbled. She quickly drew Heero back, and before he knew it, she had pressed her lips to his. Heero pulled away, looking shocked. "Thank you for the lovely time," she said coolly and proceeded back to Duo's room. Duo looked at Heero and burst out laughing.

"You… and …my sister?" Duo said, gasping for air.

"Oh, shut up, Maxwell," Heero said as he marched out of the room, still blushing.

Heero walked slowly into the living room where Tizzy was sketching. Just ask her if she was serious earlier, he told himself, if she wasn't, so be it. He sat down next to her. "What are you drawing," he asked, feeling a little shy. She moved it before he could see.

"Nothing," she said blushing.

"What is it?" he asked trying to get a look.

"It's nothing," she said laughing a little.

"Show me," he said, smiling.

"Fine," she said, tilting it towards him. It was a sketch of Heero. He blushed. "Serves you right," she said.

"It's good," he said sweetly, "But the subject is poor."

"Aw," Tizzy scolded, "but I'm in love you." He flinched. "Oh my God, did I say that out loud?" Tizzy asked.

"Blonde moment anyone?" Heero asked.

Tizzy blushed and said, "I really do you know."

"What about Quatre?" Heero said a little bitterly.

"You were my first choice," Tizzy said, "but I couldn't just tell you that, so…" Heero gasped in realization of his mistake.

"So you really are," Heero swallowed, "In love with me?" Tizzy nodded shyly.

"The real question is, Heero," she said timidly, "Do you return my affection?"

"I think so," Heero said, embarrassed, "I've never been in love before."

"Let me convince you," she said, drawing him close. She kissed him deeply, this time running her fingers through his hair. And this time he did not pull away. "Heero, I…" she said shyly. He silenced her with a kiss in return.