Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ore no mono da ❯ Tsurai ( Prologue )
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By: Yume Maxwell-Yuy 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.30.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 381 | Visits: 667 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.30.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 381 | Visits: 667 | Status: Completed
Hello Minna-chan, its Yume here.
Warnings: - 2+1 shounen ai. Lime. smoochie smoochie
- Possessive Duo.
- Seme Duo (later)..
- Relena Bashing
Disclaimer:
- Not mine. *sigh* never has been...never will be.
*....* - thinking
"........." - talking
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Chapter 1: tsurai
Heero was leaning against a tree trunk, sitting in the beautiful gardens that surrounded one of Quatre's many
mansions. There was an untouched book resting in his lap, as the blue-eyed-boy sat staring out at the world that
both enchanted and scared him. Even though Heero never revealed this to anyone, as he considered it a
weakness, ever since his training with Doctor J, he had been scared of people. Not the...Oooh I'm so scared that
I'm gonna piss myself.....No. It was that Heero didn't trust them, he had seen so much abuse of trust during his
short life that he new not to trust anyone. Except...his fellow Gundam Pilots and to more of an extent.... Duo
Maxwell. Ever since he assisted in Heero's escape from the hospital, the self-proclaimed Shinigami had earned
a small part of his heart. He didn't trust Relena, she was.....just too fake. "Heero. I wanted to see you again
*insert stupid Relena grin*", the forced sweetness in her voice made him want to puke.
He relaxed further into the grounds embrace, so much that, eventually, he was lying on the ground, staring up at
the beautiful blue sky and fluffy clouds. Imagining what life would be like if his parents had never let him go, if Odin
Lowe never found him, if Odin Lowe never died, if Doctor J had found him, if he'd never been born at all.....
He looked at the thin scars on his wrist and then back up at the sky. *I'm such a baka....there's so much I haven't
seen or experienced yet. I don't wont to leave life until I've found out what it has to offer....apart from heartache. There
has to be more to life then that. He wasn't made solely for torture, or to be a weapon of war was he? Was He?
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Warnings: - 2+1 shounen ai. Lime. smoochie smoochie
- Possessive Duo.
- Seme Duo (later)..
- Relena Bashing
Disclaimer:
- Not mine. *sigh* never has been...never will be.
*....* - thinking
"........." - talking
--------------------------------
Chapter 1: tsurai
Heero was leaning against a tree trunk, sitting in the beautiful gardens that surrounded one of Quatre's many
mansions. There was an untouched book resting in his lap, as the blue-eyed-boy sat staring out at the world that
both enchanted and scared him. Even though Heero never revealed this to anyone, as he considered it a
weakness, ever since his training with Doctor J, he had been scared of people. Not the...Oooh I'm so scared that
I'm gonna piss myself.....No. It was that Heero didn't trust them, he had seen so much abuse of trust during his
short life that he new not to trust anyone. Except...his fellow Gundam Pilots and to more of an extent.... Duo
Maxwell. Ever since he assisted in Heero's escape from the hospital, the self-proclaimed Shinigami had earned
a small part of his heart. He didn't trust Relena, she was.....just too fake. "Heero. I wanted to see you again
*insert stupid Relena grin*", the forced sweetness in her voice made him want to puke.
He relaxed further into the grounds embrace, so much that, eventually, he was lying on the ground, staring up at
the beautiful blue sky and fluffy clouds. Imagining what life would be like if his parents had never let him go, if Odin
Lowe never found him, if Odin Lowe never died, if Doctor J had found him, if he'd never been born at all.....
He looked at the thin scars on his wrist and then back up at the sky. *I'm such a baka....there's so much I haven't
seen or experienced yet. I don't wont to leave life until I've found out what it has to offer....apart from heartache. There
has to be more to life then that. He wasn't made solely for torture, or to be a weapon of war was he? Was He?
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