So, in this story, Heero goes to look up his sister, who is actually Usagi (Gasp! Bet you didn't see that one coming.../sarcasm). He brings Quatre along for help (yes, he needs help. It's not like he can just blow himself up if things go badly on this mission.). Quatre also has a sister in Tokyo, which helps set the stage. You'll have to read to find out more.
Also, as far as pairings and such, the only crossover pairing I have planned is Quatre/Hotaru. Note - the Gundam pilots are younger that the Scouts, like Hotaru's age (Obviously, as Heero is Usagi's younger brother, Shingo). Also, no yaio. As this fic will contain Haruka and Michiru, there may be some (extremely slight) shoujo-ai themes, but nothing explicit.
As for following canon - this story will follow the Gundam Wing canon pretty well. For Sailor Moon, the only real break off will be setting everything in the After Colony time period. Other than that it should follow fairly well.
So, go ahead an read. I hope you enjoy it. The first chapter will focus on the GW characters, the SM ones will come in second chapter. Please forgive any (of the many) errors I did not catch. And maybe drop me a review too.
Ah, Family
Chapter One
The sound of the engine died as Heero Yuy parked his motorcycle, he dropped the kick-stand and dismounted the bike. Before him was the largest mansion in the L1 Colony. Light shone out of several of the windows, proving that someone was indeed home. Heero stood still for a moment before taking a deep breath.
Gathering his courage, the pilot of Wing Zero began his march towards the front door. The path leading up to the mansion was lined with shrubbery. Heero could hear the sounds of a large fountain, though, through the dim dusk light he could not see it. Heero briefly wondered why the colonies even bothered with imitating the earth's day and night cycle, but he quickly dismissed the thought as irrelevant.
Finally arriving at the grand front door, Heero again paused. He really did not want to be here. For the first time, Heero Yuy had tried to decline a mission. Unfortunately, Relena Peacecraft would not take no for an answer. Doctor J would let him decline a mission (not that Heero ever had), so why wouldn't Relena? Now Heero was stuck with a mission that he certainly did not want, and he knew he was going to need help. Yes, even the Perfect Soldier would need help with this mission.
Steeling his courage, Heero knocked on the door. Moments later, the door opened to reveal an elderly man in a butler's uniform.
"Mister Yuy," the butler said, slightly surprised. "I did not know we were expecting you this evening."
"You're not," Heero replied. "Something just came up and I need to speak with Quatre."
The elderly man bowed slightly. "Very well," he said. "Please come in. I will go fetch Master Quatre." Heero nodded and followed the old man in to the parlor. He waited there as the butler, who, if he recalled, was named Gregor, headed off down one of the halls to find Quatre.
Heero sat on a nearby couch and folded his arms. Here he was . . . but this wasn't even the hard part! Right now he was just asking an old friend for help. The hard part would start once he arrived on earth.
Heero was brought out of his musings by a jovial voice just entering the parlor. "Heero! What a surprise. I'm glad to see you," said Quatre Reberba Winner as he entered the room.
Heero nodded at the blond young man. "Quatre."
Quatre smiled as he took a seat across from Heero. Quatre had always been the kindest spirit amongst the Gundam pilots. He was also the most caring and understanding. This was, in fact, exactly why Heero had sought him out this night.
The old butler, Gregor stepped forward. "Would you and Mister Yuy like any drinks or refreshments?" he asked.
"Some tea, please," Quatre replied before turning back to his guest. "Anything for you Heero?"
"Water," Heero replied. Gregor bowed and left.
"So, to what do I owe this visit?" Quatre finally asked, making himself comfortable.
Heero, being Heero, got straight to the point. "I need your help."
"Oh?" Quatre asked raising an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
Heero shifted slightly. For most people, that would be nothing. But with Heero, it meant he was greatly agitated. The Perfect Soldier finally spoke. "I have a rather difficult mission, and I need help with it."
Quatre cocked his head slightly. "A mission? What kind of mission? For the Preventers?"
Heero frowned. "No. Not really a mission." Heero's frown deepened as he thought for a moment. "I . . . I have to do something, and it is going to be difficult for me. I need someone to help me, or I probably won't go through with it."
Quatre blinked a few times. This didn't sound like Heero at all. "Why don't you explain it to me?" Quatre asked, accepting a cup of tea from Gregor who had just returned with their d inks.
Heero nodded. "Affirmative."
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Two days earlier, Heero had been leaning against the wall in a large office, gazing silently out the window. A few feet away from him, Relena Peacecraft sat at a large desk going through various papers. Heero was acting as her bodyguard, as he had ever sense the Mariemmaia Incident, nearly a year and a half ago.
Heero was sort of zoning out - something he had (alarmingly) found himself doing more and more lately. Times of peace did not do much to help soldiers sharpen their skills. He was currently half listening to Relena as she went on about how infuriating her brother, Milliardo, had been as of late.
Heero was snapped away from his stupor when Relena actually turned and addressed him. "Hey, Heero?"
"Hn," he grunted, indicating he was listening.
"What about you?" Relena asked. "What about your family?"
Heero blinked in surprise, finally turning his full attention to the young woman. What had she been saying that lead her to this line of questioning? "What about my family?" he finally asked.
"Don't you ever wonder about them?" Relena questioned. "Like, who they were, or anything? You were raised by Doctor J, right?"
"No," Yuy replied. "Doctor J only trained me. I didn't even meet him until I was eleven."
Relena tilted her head to the side. "Oh, really? Then where were you before that?"
Heero sighed. This was his least favorite subject . . . himself. "I lived with my family before that," he replied.
Relena was clearly surprised. "Your family? So you actually knew them?"
Heero nodded. "Yes. When I was eleven, my parents were killed, and I ran away. That is when I met Doctor J."
Relena gasped slightly. "Oh, Heero, I had no idea."
Heero shook his head. He certainly didn't want relena getting all upset over him. "It's nothing," he stated. "So, no, I don't wonder about my parents. And I can easily keep tabs on my sister."
That had been his fatal mistake. If only he hadn't mentioned her, none of this would have happened.
"Sister?" Relena asked, looking back at him again. "I didn't know you had a sister."
Heero nodded. "Yes. She's currently attending Tokyo University," he replied.
"So you actually keep in contact with her?" Relena asked.
"No," Heero replied, shaking his head. "I haven't seen her sense I ran away. I can easily keep tabs on her with the computer, though."
Relena was clearly shocked. "Sense you ran away?" Heero nodded. "Right after your parents were killed?" Again he nodded. Heero was starting to feel uncomfortably. Relena's face had gone from her usual sympathy, to a more neutral expression. And now, she seemed perhaps a little . . . angry?
"You haven't seen or spoken to her sense your parents died?" Relena asked, her voice getting a bit more harsh than normal. Heero nodded. "Does she even know you're alive!" the young diplomat finally yelled.
"Of course," Heero replied, hoping to calm Relena down. "I shouted at her right before I ran off. At the time I thought our parents' deaths were her fault and I was very angry. She was the last person I saw before running, so she does know I'm alive."
Heero didn't normally have a problem with giving away too much information. Only around Relena.
Relena's face went neutral again in momentary shock . . . before slowly hardening beyond what Heero thought it could. "So, let me get this straight," Relena nearly snarled, standing and putting her hands flat on her desk. "The last time you saw your sister was just after your parents had died. You were angry and shouted at her, blaming her. You then ran, and she hasn't heard from you sense. She has no way of knowing what happened to you during the war, or even if you are still alive. Is that about right!"
Heero wisely remained silent. Relena took that as an affirmative. She sat back down with a huff and reached for the phone. She dialed a number, then held the receiver, waiting for someone to answer. After a moment someone answered. "Hello? Lady Une?" Relena asked into the phone. Why was she calling Lady Une? Heero frowned. Relena continued to speak into the phone. "Yes, this is Relena. Yes, I'm doing fine. No, I needed to talk to you about Heero. No, he's fine. Actually, Heero is taking a vacation. No, really. I'm serious. Yes, I'm making him do it. Huh? Oh? Good. Yes. Or else I'll kill him. That's fine. Alright, thank you." With that, Relena finally hung up the phone.
The amber haired girl turned an icy glare upon Heero. "Lady Une says you have quite a few vacation days built up with the Preventers. So, as of tomorrow, you are going on a vacation, Heero."
Heero blinked, "Why would -?" he began, but Relena cut him off.
"You are going to go see your sister, Heero," she stated. "How can even you be that insensitive? The poor girl! Losing her parents and her brother at the same time! You can be positively horrible some times, Yuy!"
Heero tried to persuade Relena that this was all unnecessary, but she would have none of it. He even showed up for work the next day. He had a rude awakening in the form of Duo Maxwell, who was now filling in for him as Relena's bodyguard. Relena had then threatened to tell Duo why Heero was taking a vacation. Eventually, the Perfect Soldier had submitted and agreed to find his sister.
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Quatre stared at Heero as if he had grown a second head. "Well that's . . . I mean . . . uh . . ," the blond pilot stuttered. He had no idea what to say to that. "So . . . you're, uh, going to go find your sister, then?" he finally managed.
Heero nodded. "Yes. However, if I go alone, I would probably back out at the last minute."
Quatre nodded. Heero was not good at things pertaining to . . . well, people. Other than killing them, that is. "Alright, so basically, you need someone to go with you to make sure you go through with it?"
"Yes," came the curt reply.
"And you came to me for this?"
"Who else could I go to?"
Quatre thought for a moment. Who else could Heero go to. Obviously, Relena couldn't go. Wufei would call Heero's sister a stupid, weak woman, and say he shouldn't go. Duo would never stop making jokes about a female Yuy. Trowa would . . . well . . . do nothing, most likely. He would also be hard to get in contact with. "Alright," Quatre said, finally. "If you can wait four days before leaving, I can go with you."
Heero nodded. "That's fine." He did have a lot of vacation days built up.
Quatre sipped his tea. "So, you said your sister was attending Tokyo University?" Heero nodded. "That's great," the blond said, smiling. "One of my sisters lives in Tokyo. I'm sure we can stay with her while we're there. It's actually good - I haven't seen her in a while, and I was meaning to get in touch anyway."
Heero nodded. "Alright."
Quatre smiled, standing up. "No problem. I have some business to attend to first, but a trip to Tokyo sounds pretty good, actually."
Heero also stood. "Thanks." Quatre nodded, still smiling. Heero headed for the door. "I'll see you in four days, then," he said as he left.
After several moments of silence, Quatre gave a soft sigh. "Well, that was odd."