Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Love, War, and Peace ❯ Pt.1 ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Love, War, and Peace pt. 1/?

Author: DamnVespa

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, DxR, ZechsxTreize, 5xZechs

Category: AU (????)

Archived: Mediaminer.org, 1x2ml, DHML,

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Notes: I am seriously screwing with the GW world. I got the idea from a techno-ized version of a Braveheart song.

Warnings: There are going to be a couple of deaths. I'm not going to tell you who but they will die. And there is Major Angst. So be prepared. Another thing, towards the end it will get kind of gross….But don't worry I will label that specific chapter for you.

On L2:

Two old men were sitting in room facing two young boys both standing straight with no facial expressions. One old man had a mop of hair that hid his eyes but not his nose, which had a huge jagged scar on it. The other was an old man who had a metallic arm and machinery for eyes. On the desk in front of the old men papers were strewn about, but they weren't looking at them. They carefully assessed the two young men across from them.

Dr. J's scratchy voice spoke up, "Okay boys listen up. Tomorrow you two will be sent to Earth. Dr. G and I will check your suits for any last minute things. Any questions?"

There was a pause. The two boys being addressed just stood there at attention.

"Good. You are free for the rest of the day. Dismissed."

The two scientists grabbed some papers then left the room. They debated back and forth about a minor mechanical problem on one of the suits. When they were out of earshot, the boy with violet eyes slumped and sighed. His partner still stood ramrod straight but he glanced at the other boy. The violet-eyed boy smirked at the other, "I'm glad they're gone. I couldn't stand still for much longer."

The other boy, with messy brown hair and deep dark blue eyes snorted and left the room. The other boy followed him and soon caught up to him. They both walked side-by-side heading towards their room.

The blue eyed boy said, "We need to go and rest. Tomorrow will be a tiring day."

"Heero, could we please talk about something other than what happens tomorrow."

"No, Duo. It's important, what we're doing. We need to go and rest."

"But I don't want to go and sleep. It's too early. This might be my last day and I don't want to spend it sleeping."

"I didn't say we were going to go to sleep. I said we should rest. Relax before the mission tomorrow."

Duo leered at Heero, "Relax, oh I can get you relaxed."

"I'm well aware of your relaxation techniques…they're very…stress reducing."

When they go there Heero opened the door and dragged Duo inside. Duo just smiled. He knew he was in for a bumpy ride.

In the Sank Kingdom:

Relena Peacecraft was sitting pristinely in her office. Her aide, Dorothy Catalonia, stood to the left of her. Relena was looking over the peace treaty. She didn't want to sign the paper but she was left with no other choice. She looked over to the left at her aide and lover. She gnawed on her lip for a minute before asking, "Dorothy, am I doing the right thing?"

Dorothy sighed and stood behind the young Queen. She rested her hands on Relena's shoulder and started to knead the tense muscles she felt there.

"I can't tell you if what you're doing is right or wrong. You just have to make the decision on what you know right now and hope it's for the best."

"Well you're no help," Relena smirked then sighed. She picked up the pen and signed the treaty. She looked at it in despair then handed it to Dorothy. Dorothy sighed as well and took the paper. She left the office for a minute to hand it to the secretary. The secretary immediately set to work to get it sent to King Dermail.

Dorothy walked back in to the office. She looked at Relena and she felt for her. Relena was taking on the responsibilities of a Queen and up until now it hadn't been too hard for her. This though was the hardest thing she ever had to do. She just signed her life away for the safety of her people. Dorothy felt proud of her and saddened at the same time. She walked over to Relena and hugged her. Relena moved the chair a little from the desk and Dorothy took the opportunity to sit in her lap. Dorothy leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It started out chastely but soon became more heated. They were interrupted from going further when the secretary buzzed the intercom.

"Queen Relena, I've sent the treaty."

Relena groaned in discontent while Dorothy got off her lap. Relena hit the intercom button, "Thank you Mrs. Bates." Then she turned the intercom off and slumped in her chair. She reached out her hand and Dorothy grabbed it and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"I'm sorry, Dorothy."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I love you, Relena. We'll get through this."

"I know." Relena sighed then looked up hopefully at Dorothy, "You're coming with me right?"

Dorothy felt relief rush through her. She had been scared that Relena wouldn't want her to come along.

"Of course, I told you that if we started a relationship, you could never ever get rid of me."

Relena smiled gratefully at the conviction in Dorothy's voice. Relena stood from her chair and turned towards Dorothy.

"Why don't you remind me then," She said seductively. Dorothy grinned and pulled Relena closer.

"Oh I will, my Queen, I will."

Dorothy pulled her to the door and down to Relena's room. Relena grinned widely the entire way.

Zechs Merquise was a likeable young man. Some even called him a god with his long blonde hair and his clear blue eyes. He was only nineteen years old and he should be out enjoying his young adult life. Going out on dates and things of that nature, but that wasn't what happening. Instead he took his lover's position as a Representative for Romefeller. He was to get the delegates to agree to sign an alliance with Dermail.

Unfortunately it wasn't working. He wasn't getting anywhere with the colonists. They seemed to want to discuss their salaries rather than allying with Dermail. He leaned back in the chair he was sitting on.

He was sitting in Treize Khrushrenada's room. The room was not large but it wasn't small either. He sat in a cushioned chair that was next to the only window in the room. The window faced out into the gardens and away from anything resembling civilization. It was dark outside and Zechs looked at the moon hoping the answers he sought would be found there.

He heard moaning from the bed and looked over at it. The Queen sized bed lay against the opposite wall out of the moon's light reach. The lamp on the stand next to the bed was on showering a warm glow on the bed's occupant.

Treize Khrushrenada was sleeping fitfully on the bed. The covers bunched around his waist. His well-muscled chest glowed in the lamplight and Zechs took a minute to look at the beauty of it. But then Treize rolled over showing off the hideous scars on the left side of his chest. Scars of the burns he received from the explosion. Treize's face also held scars. Only half his head had hair on it and the left side of his face was a mass of burn scars. Zechs flinched at the sight then cursed himself for flinching. This was the behavior that Treize hated and that's why he wouldn't let Zechs touch him.

Zechs wasn't going to let that deter him from loving the man. Zechs remembered back to four months ago, before the explosion. Treize was the representative for Romefeller. He was a charismatic man and was devoted to the idea of peace. He was always working hard to get a peaceful resolution between the conflicting powers. Dermail had set up the place to meet to show his support for the peace process. Zech would have gone with Treize like he had done in the past but Treize told him to stay behind this time. They got into an argument but Treize won and Zechs stayed home. Treize took Lady Une with him instead. From the testimony that Treize had given, it was a suicide mission. A man from the rebel front walked into the conference room wearing explosives. Treize leapt up and yelled for everyone to run. He grabbed Lady Une and they both ran out of the meeting hall. Treize reported that Lady Une had thrown him through a nearby window. But it was too late for her to get out. The building exploded with Treize only a few feet away from it. The resulting heat and force catapulted him twenty feet from the building and left him with third degree burns. Nothing was left of the building. Treize lived but would forever be changed.

Zechs sighed into the night. He wished Lady Une had survived, she would be here helping him with Treize. She was the last person he could turn to, besides Treize. Zechs sat there and thought over the things Treize guided him to do. He wasn't sure that these were right but Treize knew the political mind better than he did, so for now he would trust him.

Zechs was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard murmuring from the bed.

"Get out of here…there's a bomb. Une…..UNE!"

"Treize wake up. It's just a nightmare," Zechs rushed to soothe the distressed man on the bed. This was the only time Zechs could touch Treize. Zechs held him and calmed him back into a peaceful sleep. Zechs got up and left the room and headed toward his room. Treize hated for him to sleep in the same bed. So Zechs left to get some sleep he had another meeting tomorrow morning with the delegates.

Treize dreamed on in his bed. Dreams of blood and fire with cries of betrayal ringing in his ears.

TBC

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