Battlefield of Masks.

Author: Evyl

Genre: Romance

Disclaimer: Whatever…like yeah…refer to earlier chapters for this…

Pairings: Heero/Duo Trowa/Quatre

Warnings/classifications: shonen ai, angst

Protecting the Justice within.

Maxwell just sat there and cried.

What ever happened to 'big boys don't cry'?

Yuy! That bastard! How can he do something like this? In the war I respected him but now…

-Maxwell…

I try to make my voice as soft and gentle as possible.

-Don't cry.

He buried his face in his hands and wailed.

So much for asking.

In the beginning, I really hated him, proclaiming himself as the God

of Death, he was always so loud.

And that smile, it always disgusted me how he could pilot that suit, kill so many people day to day and still, somehow manage to smile and be happy. His cheery personality attracted me but the circumstances repelled me.

Of course, then I realised. He was just faking.

We all hid behind masks which we developed over the course of our lives, Barton, the silent and calculating soldier, Winner, the kind and gentle hearted prince, Yuy, the perfect soldier and me, me as the bringer of justice.

Maxwell's mask was different from all of us.

Quatre got sad after killing, Barton ignored it, Yuy laughed and in my opinion, enjoyed it, me, I fought and killed the weak.

Maxwell just smiled.

He made himself perfect, joyful, always smiling, always good at everything.

I used to think he was that way. Cruel and bloodthirsty. I used to think, like Yuy, he enjoyed killing and fighting.

But he had a different reason, a just reason.

In truth he was the purest and gentlest of us all.

I wish I could kill that good for nothing pig!

I wish I could take that gun of his and just shove it down his throat!

These past years in war…they weren't so bad. All those years I lied to myself, about my feelings. From those years of war, I learned of my real self. I could never go back to being who I was before but at the same time, I have no illusions of justice. Like total pacifism, absolute justice can never be achieved.

But I will try.

For my angel.

Protecting the Justice within.

I have no such illusions

Of perfect, fluffy peace

I have no such dilutions

Of fighting for the weak

I don't know how the others could

Keep fighting on and on

I only know that I will fight

Till all unjust is gone

I have no such illusions

Of calling myself God

But one thing I do know is true

I'll keep on fighting on

TBC

Yeah, the time line goes like this, Duo was meant to meet Heero on one day but he never showed up (Heero) and Heero had the same story but at another time. This is after the war and that's how they know where to find each other...it all becomes clear later on...so thank you and review!