Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters. But if you steal my plot I'll borrow them and send Heero in Zero after you.

A.N. - I am so sorry this took so long! Please don't kill me! I got hung up on the martial arts aspects of this chapter, then RL started kicking my ass. I got really busy, then I got sick, then I got really busy again, all while still being hung up on the martial arts (I wanted to make it seem rather realistic. I take Tae kwan do, but I don't know the really advanced forms yet.) This is as best as I can do for now. I promise to have another chapter up this weekend, Sunday by the latest.

This chapter is for Angel and Jef.

Last Chapter:

"No. I think Odin would've sent me to them at some point if they had still been alive, and what would I say to them anyways? Hi, mom and dad. I was raised by an assassin and became a Gundam pilot, and now I'm an angel. I don't think that even the most open minded parents could deal with that easily. How about you?"

"No. There's only two ways you become an orphan as early as I did. Either you're abandoned or your parents are dead. I'd prefer to hold on to the fantasy that my parents died in a tragic accident, rather than find out for sure that I was abandoned."

"I can understand that. It's getting kind of late though, we should get some sleep."

"Um, Heero, do you mind if I stay with you again tonight? It's just that, I get nightmares when I talk about Solo or the church."

"Sure Duo. I don't mind at all," said Heero kindly. The two of them got ready for bed quickly and turned out the lights.

Chapter 19:

In a room near where Duo and Heero had been talking, another pilot was thinking of his past and what could happen in the future....

Wufei tried to meditate, but flashes of his old colony kept running through his mind. The most recurring image was a field of flowers, and his wife Meiran dying in his arms.

"What would Meiran think of all this? What would she think of her husband becoming an angel after being a Gundam pilot? What am I supposed to do now? I never thought I would survive the first Eve war, much less be allowed to live after helping Mariemeia."

He kept trying to meditate in silence, but too many memories and images were flashing through his head. He just couldn't get that stillness and certainty that he'd achieved in the past, albeit rarely since the death of Meiran and the destruction of his colony. Standing up abruptly, he headed to the dojo they'd set up downstairs. If silent meditation wasn't going to help, maybe going through his forms would.

The dojo the pilots had set up for themselves wouldn't have looked out of place in traditional China. The walls were painted plain white, and there were a few scrolls with brush writing on them. Aside from that, the only decoration was Wufei's Watou(1) in its sword stand near the front of the dojo. The floor was covered in tatami matting.

Wufei took a deep breath and centred himself in the room before beginning a simple form. Middle block...flash of a field of flowers...punch, snapkick...Meiran dying in that same breezy field, saying she'd never looked at the flowers in quite that way before...punch...his colony blossoming into a giant flower of fire... speed up to make the images stop...a single bloodred rose petal suspended in space after the explosion of Tallgeese in the final battle of the Eve Wars...block....the solitary rose pinned to Relena's suit as she makes a final plea for peace as Heero takes out the bunker Mariemeia's forces have commandeered...recurring images of flowers during the worst moments of the wars.

"I'm obviously not working hard enough," Wufei thought to himself before launching into a fast difficult form in an effort to make the flow of images stop. But the faster and harder he moved, the more it felt like he was fighting against a real opponent. As he spun, launching punch after kick, he began to see a phantom image of a soldier just out of his reach. The harder he tried to land a blow on the insubstantial figure, the better it got at dodging his attempts. Tornado kick, knife hand strike, roundhouse kick, back kick.... he just couldn't land a hit on his opponent. Roaring with frustration, he tried one final attack and finally saw his fist land, his phantom opponent resolving into the well-known features of Treize Khushrenada.

Wufei blinked rapidly, startled at the image of the dead OZ leader, only to find that what his fist had actually connected with was the wall of the dojo, and there was now a rather substantial hole in the plasterboard. The others, roused by the loud yell followed by the wall breaking had come to investigate. Heero was naturally the first on the scene, dressed only in boxers and trailed by a rather rumpled looking Duo, hair sticking out in all directions and pillow creases on his face. Both had been asleep when Wufei put his fist through the wall.

"What's up, Fei Fei?" Duo asked, rubbing at his eyes. "I had just managed to actually fall asleep when I heard you yell. I thought we were being attacked, Heero even had his gun out."

"Nothing's 'up', as you put it, Duo. And my name is Wufei, not Fei Fei. Why were you sleeping with Heero anyways?"

Duo blushed bright red. "I wasn't sleeping with Heero. I just get nightmares sometimes, and it helps to have another person in the same bed."

"Uh, Duo, that is sleeping with someone," pointed out Quatre who had walked in with Trowa as Wufei asked about Duo's sleeping habits.

"But the way he said it made it sound perverted!" protested Duo, trying to save some kind of dignity.

"No it didn't, Duo," interjected Heero.

"Fine then, be that way," Duo pouted. "But I wouldn't have had to get up at all if Fei hadn't put his fist through the wall." All attention returned to Wufei, who to his embarrassment was in the same position as when they had walked in. To make matters worse, when he tried to remove it, it proved to be stuck. Heero finally had to pull away the plasterboard around it so his fist could be freed.

"So what was bothering you enough that you punched the wall?" asked Quatre gently once the group had moved into the living room.

"It was nothing."

"If it was nothing, we wouldn't have to fix the wall tomorrow," said Trowa dryly.

Even Wufei had to concede that he had a point. "I was working on my forms when I started remembering what happened to Meiran and my colony. I sped up and wound up seeing a phantom figure in front of me. It kept dodging all my attempts to hit it, but when I finally did land a blow, it turned out to be Treize. That's when I realized I had hit the wall instead."

"Ummm, Wu-man, are you sure you aren't on some kind of hallucinogenic drugs?" asked Duo skeptically.

Wufei was about to launch into a rant when Heero interrupted him. "He may have actually seen Treize, Duo."

"What?" asked Wufei.

"Well, we know that we're angels and we have powers, right? I'm only supposed to be telepathic and telekinetic, but I have a bit of the Sight anyways. Maybe the rest of you have additional abilities as well."

"Meaning that Wufei might be able to see spirits," finished Quatre.

"Right," agreed Heero. "We're really going to have to work on these abilities to see what we can do, and develop them so they can be used."

"Let's do that in the morning," said Duo, yawning widely. The others agreed and walked off, leaving Wufei in the living room to contemplate what he had seen.

"Is Heero right? Can I see spirits? In that case, why would I see Treize. Does he want to have one last fight with me, or does he want to tell me something..."

A.N. - (1) Watou - a version of the Japanese katana adapted by the Chinese after they proved to be very effective in battle. I know everyone calls the sword Wufei carries around a katana, but that's Japanese and he's Chinese. So I found the Chinese term.

Mystical-Maiden - Thank you very much for reading and reviewing.

shinigami88220 - That's awhile before you can leave. Sucks to be you. (Joking) I listen to just about everything except for country and most rap. Lately though I've been getting into more industrial music. That's all they play at the bar I go to.

scotty-lass - No! Not more blushing! Sorry about taking so long to update! Yup, Heero and Duo make a very cute couple.

darkinuyasha - Is Hiei the one who's also a dog-demon?

Windy River - Sorry I didn't fulfill your wish. Next chapter will be soon.

Griffen - I'm glad I managed to get it right. I have a copy of Episode Zero, but it's at home and not in rez, so it's hard to use as reference material.

Miss-Elina - I'm very glad you like my story. I hope you continue to enjoy it in the future.

Death Phoenix - Glad you like the story. Sorry about the updates.

Depressed Gothic Raven - Glad you like it.

priscel -Relena is a twit. She will get better though. She's growing up. Umm, yessss, they got together at the Maguanac celebration (please don't tell anyone about the plot holes....) I'm planning on reediting this whole story once it's complete and fixing up those omissions and a lot of other stuff. Flames are very pretty disturbing grin Glad you like the story! Keep reading and reviewing!

The Chaotic Ones

Chaos - Who wouldn't like blades? Personally I like them better than guns. They're prettier and take more skill. Crickets can be very annoying. Especially if they're meant to be lizard food and escape in your basement. Happy cricket hunting!

Jef - Evil user name! (Although that seems to be the point) You're now on my author update list, so if you ever add anything to that story I'll get notified.

Aaries - No, you're spelling crickets right. Thank you for restraining them. I needed Wufei for this chapter. Sorry about the slow update.

Angel - No, I don't think you'd be that bad of a lover. It just seems that you'd get a little...overenthusiastic. And there's only so many scratches I can explain away. Don't even get me started on the love bites and hickeys.

Zeno the Stoic - Thanks. I'll try.

DaughterofDeath - Sorry this chapter took awhile to add.