Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
prologue
Heero pov

I always felt like an out cast. They are all so full of life and able to express at least some sort of emotion. Or at the very least have likes and dislikes. Don't get me wrong I have plenty of them. I just wasn't allowed to acknowledge them. So when they all seem to know the inside jokes and the stories, I just knew how to tell them to get serious and stop fooling around, even though I would have loved to be part of the fun too.

Flashback
"Everyone come to the kitchen." Came Heero's voice at the bottom of the stairway. Seeing only Wufei
come down the steps he frowned. "Where is everyone?"
"They stayed up watching one of Duo's movies last night." Just then the three other pilots came out of the living room.
"Oh come on 'Fei, you know you should have joined us last night." He said poking Wufei in the side. (not with that all you hentai's)
"Sorry but a movie called Spaceballs sounded more like it would decrease my I.Q. not entertain me. Quatre watching that crap with you doesn't surprise me, but Trowa, how in the hell did they convince you to watch that filth?"
"Ok everyone." Heero cut in before Trowa could answer. "We have a mission. We leave tonight and the details are on the kitchen table. I suggest you get prepared." He said heading to his room.

Later on that night.
"We just gotta get in there, get those mobile suits and blow up that base." Duo called over his com.
Quatre chimed in, "Sounds dangerous." He stated with a slight giggle.
"Extremely, plus I don't know how the hell we're going to do it." Duo snickered.
Laughter could be heard coming from three of the suits and a growl came from Wing. "You better know what the hell you're doing, Maxwell."
"All right, all right geez." Then after a slight pause and a snicker, "Prepare gundams for ludicrous speed."
Quatre broke in at this point. "What are you preparing? You're always preparing, just go."
"Ludicrous speed. GO!" Duo called as they took off towards their target still laughing.

The five gundams were tearing through the mobile suits like they weren't even there. Then Wufei and Heero slipped out of formation and headed down to the base, leaving the others to finish the mobile suits.
Shots fired right across Quatres gundam, "Shit!"
"Quatre, 10 o'clock," Trowa said over the com. Turning Quatre cut just in time across the middle of the suit flying at him. "Hey I don't have to put up with this, I'm rich." He laughed cutting through two more suits.
Duo erupted into laughter. Going after the suits ahead of him, until they suddenly blew up. Looking to his right where the shots came from he saw Trowa. "They were mine, asshole." He said giving Trowa a death glare over the com link.
Trowa just looked bored. "Well you should have been faster, asshole."
The pilot of Sandrock jumped in, "I knew it I'm surrounded by assholes. Keep firing assholes!" He shouted merrily to the others.
A few minutes later the base exploded and Wufei and Heero moved back into formation. Finishing off the battle, the Wing pilot came over the com, "Mission Complete. Let's go."

End flashback.

It was always like that, even though Wufei didn't usually join in most things. Just having Duo so close to him in other ways made him part of the group. Sure a lot has happened. I'm the man who saved the world right. Yes I did survive. I make it through in situations where normally people would not. But I did what needed to be done. Nothing more. And now, can I do what my heart tells me should be done? No. I wouldn't dare. Yes, Heero Yuy is a masochist. I feel in love. What does that have to do with masochism you might ask? Well I went and fell in love with someone I could never have. Now the war is over. Truly over. And I must face this new peace alone.
Well I have Relena. Now don't jump to conclusions. She's my best friend and confidant. We tell each other everything. I know some think there's more going on. But that's all there is to it. I think I've gotten side-tracked, where was I…ah, yes facing this peace alone… what more can I say to that affect. I have come to one conclusion, I must tear down my perfect soldier mask. There is no place for me anymore. However now I get to put up a new mask. I'm going to attempt to put up most of my true feelings but delete the ones I don't want to show. But then when you look at it from that point, I guess that is how everyone operates, do they not?
So now that this is settled I get to see just how long I can keep my friends, my friends, without fucking it up. Yes I said fucking up. I do it quite often despite this whole perfect soldier deal. I must keep my love a secret or I could lose the best friends I've ever had. And that frightens me. More than anything, I'm afraid. I've fallen.




tbc
first story be kind.