Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ die Breifs zu ein tot chinesisch Mann ❯ Kapital II ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Not ours…yet.

Warnings: character death, bad German, blatant theft of another character, that's about it.

A/N: We put this on top of the rough draft and we couldn't resist:

"Note: This is a fanfic. We do not go around writing fake diary entries to fake people. Please do not call the little people in white coats with a butterfly net who come and take you to the pretty place with the pinky purple walls the exact color of Prozac. They disturb us."

Free pizza to anyone who knows who Duo's father supposedly is.

Timeline: Post-everything.

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Hey, Wu-man!

Tomorrow is Sally's party! Yay! She said that everyone was coming, even Heero! And Relena. I really don't like Relena. Remember our nickname for her? I hope so, 'cause I forgot it. Anyway, she's gonna be there, and Heero's gonna be there, and so's Quatre and Trowa and Catherine and Hilde and Noin and Zechs and some other people I don't know. She won't tell me anything else.

I thought about someone I haven't thought about in a long time today. My father. I never told you about him, did I? There's not much to tell, I don't remember that much about him. I remember that he had long hair and spiky bangs, like me, but his hair was red. He was little and had purple eyes too. He was really nice and didn't like fighting, but when he did fight, he never lost. The thing I remember most about him was the cross-shaped scar on his face. He never said where he got it, just that I was too young to understand. He died fifteen years ago today. So I must be twenty today. He was the first life Shinigami took.

Miss ya lots,

Duo