Battlefield of Masks.

Authors: Evyl

Genre: Romance, Humour

Disclaimer: Right...don't own Gundam Wing...etc...

Pairings: Heero/Duo, Quatre/Trowa

Answering for my Faults.

I never saw my life as important. My missions, yes, they were more than important, they were necessary to be completed perfectly. No failures could be accepted. Survival was a requirement. But when the war ended I was lost with nowhere to go and no knowledge of how to live.

Then there was Duo and suddenly I started believing that everything would turn out fine; that all my life would fit in like jigsaw pieces made perfectly for each other.

And what happened now, when it was all ruined, when I was disillusioned. My dreams shattered and lost somewhere in the darkness that was my heart. Where do I go now?

I couldn't care less, not anymore.

I looked to my side to find that Relena was still talking. About? I have no idea for I had shut out all sounds. Occasionally I blurt out some answer to keep her content but for the most of our…one sided conversation I kept silent.

My thought went back to Duo. It was almost as if all things had circular reasoning, every thought turned to Duo, Duo, Duo. If I though about books, I would think about reading in silence. Silence that would suddenly be broken by laughter or chatter, a smile. Whose smile? Duo's.

Duo.

Why had he not come? Why couldn't he reject me to my face? Why? It would have been less painful and even if not so…then I would at least have the confirmation. I needed it. I needed him to say it to my face.

Duo, why?

In the corner of my eye I saw that Relena's mouth had stopped moving, I turned and found that she sat there, looking at me expectantly.

-Pardon?-I had no idea what she wanted. Perhaps a question which I had left unanswered?

She giggled.

-Would you marry me Heero?

I drew back slightly as the shock registered. My first impulse was to scream 'NOOOOO!' on top of my lungs, break the shaded glass in the car and jump out to my inexorable death for the limo was going at 250km per hour…then again I did survive a fifty floor fall once…

The idea seemed good but then I stopped myself. Could this be a way to atone for all my sins? For killing so many and surviving? And what about Relena, she had the same emotions as me. If I left her now, wouldn't I be doing the same thing as Duo? Wouldn't that cause her pain?

I cringed and pushed the answer out of my mouth.

-Yes.

She sat in silence as the answer paralysed her. She either didn't expect me to agree or she was too delirious with happiness. I preferred to think it was the first one. Then her face broke into delight and I groaned inwardly.

What did I just condemn myself to?

My fate had been sealed with one simple word, how ironic.

Relena started rambling on about the wedding plans, who she was going to invite. All the pretty pink things…ew.

-I will tell everyone! All our friends! No, in fact, the whole world should know!

At first I flinched but then shrugged the discomfort off. What did it matter now? Duo wouldn't care, maybe he would even be happy for me.

Be happy Duo Maxwell.

Answering for my Faults.

Can I justify my acts

By saying 'it was my mission'

And will I be forgiven

Under that condition?

If I make adjustments

For my sins atone

If I make a person happy

In my pains, all alone

Every single fault is mine

So now I have to answer

As the memories eat away

At my flesh like cancer

Do I chase after my illusions?

After my childish dreams?

Or do I answer for my sins

To the accusing screams

And I will spend my life

Answering for my faults

Cause for every decision I made

These are the results

TBC

Thanks for reviewing anf yeah, I;m kinda going on holiday so it will be hard to update but I will try. Hope the story becomes clearer soon...