Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Christmas Gifts ❯ Flashbacks ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't own GW (wish I did).

Pairings: Okay, I came up with a new storyline for this one, so the pairings are a little different. I'll tell you next chapter what they are, for now I can't think of how to explain them.

Warnings: We get some history about the guys who Trowa took DNA samples from. Enjoy! Oh, and -...- is the television speaking.

 

 

 

Christmas Gifts Chapter 3: Flashbacks

 

"Okay, you both agree to pay the fee if you lose, right," a neutral party asked. Nodding, the two guys shook hands, and quickly got into their cars.

The one with short brown hair, revved up his engine, in order to test his car, and the other, who had long blonde hair, did the same. Looking sideways at one another, both glared ever so slightly, but not many could tell.

/I'm going to win this race, / one of them thought. Yet the other, who at first thought the same, suddenly insighted with, /I'm going to kill him. / With that last thought, their race, which would end in misfortune, began.

-Tragedy today, as our city had another accident, involving the deaths of two young men. One was named Heero Yuy, the other was Zechs Merquise. Police investigators believe the two were racing each other, illegally, when one of the boys lost control of his vehicle and slammed their front end into the other's car. The cars were then stuck together for a short amount of time, but it was long enough to make them crash into a brick wall. If you wish to know further details, please check our website.-

"What's wrong Trowa? You look scared," Catherine Bloom asked her friend. Shaking himself of his shock, the green-eyed boy explained with, "I attended school with those two. Heero was actually a friend of mine. It had been so long since I last spoken to him though."

"Maybe you should visit at the funeral. I'm sure his family would appreciate it," the curly-haired girl responded, trying to cheer her friend up. Nodding, Trowa had to leave for his other part-time job. Only, once there, he found the two bodies of those he had just barely heard about on the news.

"Take these to the morgue. Oh, and we have a patient upstairs, he needs a check up, but our other nurses are too busy to do so. You better hurry up though, he's rich," his boss stated, once he had entered. Sighing to himself, the green-eyed boy looked upon his old friend's dead face. /I wonder, was this really an accident Heero? I remember now, that you didn't have any family, or real friends. You just had rivals, me, and...my brother. /

Indeed, his old friend used to have a crush on his older sibling, but was too insecure to do anything about it. That and this one girl wouldn't leave him alone. Didn't help that Duo was the most popular guy in high school, and dated just about every girl though. In fact, it wasn't until Trowa had lost contact with Heero that his brother told him how he had a huge crush on him. 'Oh the irony,' he had thought.

A few years went by, and the braded boy had supposedly gotten over his crush, but deep down, the younger of the two knew better. That was why, he had decided to extract blood from Heero, as well as Zechs. That way, he'd in a way, give Duo and the Japanese boy a second chance at being together. He knew that it wouldn't be the same, for his friend's soul had all ready left this world, and had left sad and alone. But the least he could do was try to make up for all the bitterness he had shown towards his brother.

"I'm sure Heero would understand, he'd want my brother to be happy," the green-eyed boy said softly, as a tear finally ran down his cheek.

"Excuse me, is anyone down here? Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--" a certain blonde said apologetically, entering the room. He was interrupted when Trowa stated, "It's all right. You did nothing wrong."

Taking a breath to calm and having wiped his tear away, the green-eyed boy turned to see the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Sighing in relief, this blonde responded with, "I'm glad I didn't upset things. My name is Quatre Raberba Winner, and you?"

"Trowa, Trowa Barton," the Latin boy replied, after a moment of pause. Later on, after their introduction, the brown-haired boy ended up taking blood from the Arabian. For he had realized that he would never see this person again.

A while later, after Duo had purchased his brother's gift, eaten, and then contacted his sibling, he turned on the tv and found the late night news was on. What they were discussing was normal, until they mentioned a certain accident.

-Two men, Heero Yuy, and Zechs Merquise, died earlier today from a car accident. From what police say, they were racing each other illegally when one of their cars lost control and rammed into the other. In result, they both crashed, and died instantly once they hit a wall.-

"Oh my god..." he said softly, remembering one of them right away. /How could...? Why?? What was he thinking!?! /

"DAMN IT!! Why," Duo then yelled, feeling the full force of his old feelings. He thought he had gotten over his crush, but he was terribly wrong. Now his heart ached, and he couldn't do anything to alleviate it. Well, there was one thing. Quickly, he dialed a friends number, and greeted, "Hey Hilde! How about we go out tonight? You know there's this new club I've been dying to check out."

"Huh? Um...okay, just give me an hour to get ready!" With that said, they both hung up, and the braded left to his bedroom to find something to wear. Not that it would matter to him, for all he was going to do was drink until he couldn't feel pain. This was the main reason why he went out with the short-haired girl. She didn't drink, and she was reliable. Too bad she wasn't a guy though, or else he'd ask her to live with him.

Indeed, the two siblings had issues with not just each other, but themselves. They both needed something, or someone, to help them, to guide them. In the beginning, their lives were great, until their mother died. It was then, that their differences were highlighted. Trowa's father appeared to accept Duo as his son, but deep down, he didn't really care. This is why he became friends with everyone in high school, because if he couldn't have his step-father's love, he could at least have loving friends. In result, he became popular, while his younger brother, was forced to live in his shadow.

His father loved him, and was proud of how intelligent and promising his future was going to be. Trowa was also encouraged to do whatever he wanted, but that wasn't enough. Because what good would his future be if it were to end with him all alone? It's amazing how two relations could be so equal in the amount of pain they share, yet at the same time, are different.

It would take a miracle, or at least the work of a brilliant scientist, to help them solve their problems.

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If you find some of this is unneccessary, and I should have stopped it at a certain part, I understand. I just have a bad habit of writing chapters too short, so I tried to make this one as long as I could. Of course I understand if you skipped over the last paragraphs. Anyway, I'm off to write the next chapter!