Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Reality ❯ Zero's Aftermath ( One-Shot )

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

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters. But I love them just the same.

Pairings: 3x4, implied 1+2.

Category: AU; OOC; Lemon not to graphic; Angst; Weird, possible death fic. Yaoi

Warnings: First part is when Quatre is in Zero. Then the rest of the story takes place six months after the war has ended.

Spoilers: Maybe some for episodes 21, 24, and 25.

Rating: NC-17

Author's Note: Please do not read if any of this will offend you. No flames, I did warn you, please R&R for those of you brave enough to read. I think this is an original idea, well not the first half or the 3x4 but the end hopefully, but I've read so many fic's and I'm blond, in the bad way, so if it's not please tell me or any other thoughts and ideas are welcomed.

"…" speaking

`…' thoughts

Wing Zero is sitting in the hidden Winner spaceport inside Quatre in sitting in Zero's cockpit, tears are streaming down his face "father I have to do this they killed you… they killed Iria too… I'll teach them they were wrong that weapons are bad…forgive me father. What's this light?" A bright yellow light from the Zero cockpit surrounds Quatre his eyes begin to glaze over and his tears stop abruptly. A cold voice escapes his lips "That's right Zero…we'll teach them together." Wing Zero takes off from the space port and begins its quest for destruction.

A lone satellite surrounded by repair mobile suits, that are adding weapons to the exterior of the satellite. Inside the satellite is an officer and his crew waiting for the armaments to be completed. "How much longer until its ready" he asked the men. "In about four hours, sir" the head of the team answered. From inside the satellite base an alarm sounded "Sir, an aircraft is approaching," And before a warning could reach the pilot the ship fired and the satellite disappeared.

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Far away on the moon base the news of the missing satellite brought much worry to all of the OZ officials. What became more troublesome was the news of a future attack on a colony, so two soldiers were sent out to go defeat the new threat, a possible Gundam. One of them being a trusted OZ soldier, or a Gundam pilot that was undercover; and a prisoner, or a known Gundam pilot. OZ sent out a fleet plus the tow Gundam pilots to go defeat the threat.

Trowa, the Gundam pilot that had infiltrated OZ and was now posing as a soldier, knew in his heart it was Quatre, the only missing Gundam pilot. Trowa and Quatre had become friends during the earlier part of the war, but Trowa was beginning to feel things for Quatre that he'd never thought possible. This is why he so adamantly expressing to Heero, the other Gundam pilot, that he knew in his heart it was Quatre and that it was time for they to unite and finally defeat OZ.

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The new Gundam was in range of its new target a colony, it had weapons it must be destroyed. All of the civilians had been evacuated it was now being protected by its weapons and a small OZ fleet. The colony and the OZ suits attacked the Gundam but alas to no avail they were destroyed almost in the blink of an eye. In the cockpit Quatre sat with tears in his eyes upon seeing his tears he commented "That's funny…tears…but I'm not sad at all."(1)

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The two pilots were sent to a different colony because they had been too late to save the last one. Trowa was so excited about seeing Quatre again he never though about the ramification of Quatre destroying colonies. Heero kept warning him, but Trowa never once heeded his warning.

Quatre at once took out all of the OZ suits that were close to the colony, and began to get into position to destroy the colony. Trowa approached Quatres Gundam, in a cold harsh voice he warned Trowa to stay away, but Trowa never did listen and was shot by Zero. Trowa was in shock this couldn't be his Quatre, but somehow he knew it was.

Heero and Quatre began a duel to the death over the colony; Quatre was just about to claim victory when Trowa took the blast that was meant for Heero. This one incident snapped Quatre back into his senses. Quatre tried desperately to rescue Trowa but Heero stopped him time and time again, until it was too late and Trowa and his mecha had blown up. Trowa the one bright thing in his life was gone forever.

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Six Months Later:

Quatre unlocked the door to his house and began to strip off his work clothes all the while heading up to his bed room. When he reached the bed all he was clad in are his boxers and sox, he then fell on to the bed. "Boy, I'm beat. I'll just lay her for a minute then get dressed and go down stairs." His minute tuned in to half an hour and a dozing Quatre.

While Quatre was sleeping Trowa came in to the house carrying groceries and promptly stumbled over one of Quatres shoes. Trowa glared at the offending object menacingly, shook his head and continued to the kitchen to deposit his burden. He then went back into the hall to pick up the hazards left by his little love. He followed the trail to their bed room where Quatre lay with his legs hanging off the foot of the bed sound asleep. This was not the first time he found his little angle like this at first he thought it was cute but it began to happen more and more frequently, and this worried him. He went over and pulled Quatre to the center of the bed so his little one would be more comfortable.

Quatre looked up and promptly fell back asleep. Trowa gently shook Quatre awake "do you want me to rub your back love?" Quatre nodded with a pitiful expression marring his delicate face. "Turn over." Trowa replied while helping Quatre out of his clothing. Quatre did so and Trowa began to kneed out Quatres shoulders slowly moving down wards until he reached Quatres feet. Trowa was now in the mood for some loven' when Quatre's soft snores meet his ears. `Damn it not again' Trowa thought `wait I know.' Trowa smirked wickedly as he quickly divested himself, and then slowly climbed up and laid next to his sleeping angle. He propped himself on his side facing Quatre and carefully rolled the boy so his back was now pressed against Trowas front, and his erection was now poking Quatres lower back.

Quatre struggled to get into a more comfortable position, but after the third try his eye lids shot open and a playful smirk graced his lips. He slowly slid up to where Trowas unclothed erection would rub in-between his inner thighs. Trowa began to kiss Quatres neck "Love wouldn't you prefer me inside you, although I am enjoying this." Trowa murmured thru the kisses.

Quatre turned his head to meet Trowas mouth and whispered "more." Trowa began to eagerly comply taking Quatre's mouth with his and slowly he began to play with Quatre's nipples. Quatre began to moan piteously with need making Trowas need grow greater all the while. When Trowa finally gave into his desires breaking away from Quatre to get the lube from the nightstand drawer. Trowa quickly put the lube to use and then began to slowly enter his partner, both of them lying on their sides taking time to enjoy each other.

After they were spent they decided to go take a shower and then go down and eat a quick meal before going back to bed. During the meal, soup and sandwiches, Trowa began to question his little love about his new habits. "Quatre has work been getting harder lately?" Trowa asked. "Umm…no" Quatre mumbled become a little too interested in his soup spoon. "Quatre you've been acting distant lately and it's starting to trouble me." Trowa admitted. Quatre went pale and began to tremble "I'm…hurting…you…" Quatre said with a light waver in his voice. "No Quatre, I'm worried for your sake. I love you, I care for you, I want you to be happy. And it's obvious lately that something has been troubling you and I can't for the life of me figure out what it is unless you tell me." Trowa stated in his calm yet angry way.

"I remember the war…I remember hurting you…I go to work and it's like all the problems of the universe are resting on my shoulders. I've been trying to deal with all of it but…but it's just so hard lately. All I want to do is curl up and go to sleep and…and I don't know what else. I was afraid if I told you you'd be angry with me or hurt…I never want that…I never want to hurt you…I love you so much I think I'd die without you…I'm sorry…don't be mad I'm sorry." Quatre said almost on the verge of tears.

Trowa went over to Quatre's side and wrapped him in a fierce hug saying "Never my love…I'd never be mad at you I never could, I can be mad at the situation, or the way you are acting but I'd never be made at you…I forgave you for that… I know it still hurts you but you have to trust me I forgive you with all of my heart. Come to me and let me help you with your problems. I've told you once that I'm here for you for sickness and in health for better or for worse and I meant that with all of my heart. Now do you trust me?" Quatre nodded. "Ok then how can I help you." "Just hold me." Quatre said.

Trowa carried Quatre to their room and placed him on the bed and curled up next to him, murmuring words of comfort to his angel. The next day things began again, everything played out the same…this continued for the rest of the week until Trowa finally got feed up and took Quatre to the doctors.

At the doctors Quatre was diagnosed with a mild case of depression, he was put on anti-depressants and was to see a therapist once a week. He agreed to go through with albeit grudgingly, for Trowas sake he'd do anything.

Quatre's therapy secessions had been going on for several weeks when he finally told the therapist what was wrong. It was what happened in Wing Zero, the guilt of almost killing the only person he loved was tearing him apart.

"He forgave you, right." The therapist asked.

"I know, its just that what if things would not have worked out, what if he had really died. Every night I go to bed worried that when I wake up he'll no longer be their." Quatre continued.

"But he didn't die, things aren't different, everything's fine you have him now so don't miss out on your opportunity to be happy now based on what if's and could have been's." The therapist stated adamantly.

This statement got Quatres attention "Your right. I have him now and I haven't been living like he's truly here. Thank you." Quatre said, and quickly left her office. Quatre started to formulate plans on how best to start living with Trowa.

A month later Quatre announced to the world that he'd be retiring form Winner Industries, and leaving the company to his sisters. After another month of preparation the two young men left space to return to earth. They settled down in a small house by the sea, Quatre decide that he would work with the Maganacs and help to rebuild their cities. Trowa began to work at the circus with Catherine, when he could. This became the happiest time of their lives.

While Quatre was sleeping Trowa came in to the house carrying groceries and promptly stumbled over one of Quatres shoes. Trowa glared at the offending object menacingly, shook his head and continued to the kitchen to deposit his burden. He then went back into the hall to pick up the hazards left by his little love. He followed the trail to their bed room where Quatre lay with his legs hanging off the foot of the bed sound asleep. This was not the first time he found his little angle like this but it no longer worried him. He knew that they were both happy and if something was bother Quatre he'd be sure to hear about it. He went over and pulled Quatre to the center of the bed so his little one would be more comfortable.

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Reality:

Duo and Heero are both standing in the white halls of a mental hospital, looking into a small window. "This place is creepy." Duo said in a hushed voice. "I know but he's our friend and we should visit him." Heero said. "I know it's just getting so hard to see him like this." Duo answered. "Yeah." Heero said nodding.

In side a padded cell Quatre is rocking back and forth wearing a strait jacket. He's smiling and crying at the same time, he keeps repeating one word "Trowa."

"He's been like that since Zero. I think Trowas hit him pretty hard." Heero said still watching his friend. "Yeah…he loved him right?" Duo asked already knowing the answer. "Yeah." Heero commented. "I don't blame him if it would have been me and you…I'd probably end up here too." Heero reached over and took Duos hand in his.

"Visiting hours are over, please come back between the hours of one to four tomorrow." A nurse's voice rang over the intercom. Heero and Duo walked past the nurse's station still holding hands. "That's so sad they're here every day to visit poor Quatre, they must have been good friends before his breakdown." One of the older nurses said as the exited.

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Note's:

I believe this is the exact quote Quatre says after destroying the colony, I'm not sure I did not re-watch it to make sure.

Here's the deal if you want Trowa to live please ask for more otherwise Trowa stays dead.