Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Call Came at 5:00 ❯ Trowa ( Chapter 3 )

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The call came at 5:00

I was in the kitchen with Wufei and Quatre. Heero was just joining us. When it came Quatre was just picking up a plate. He jumped and for a minute I thought he would drop it. But Quatre has better composer than that. We all stared at the phone, I guess we were so unused to calls. Duo entered around the second ring. He gave laughed a little, then went to go pick it up.

"Hello?" There was a silence. Then Duo nodded.

"Okay." He put down the phone and went over to the little black and white TV and turned it on. Flipping it past a few channels he stopped it when the face Relena came on. As opposed the other pilots, I have really no feelings towards the girl. Duo I know finds her somewhat annoying, Wufei of course just thinks of her as an onna, Quatre likes her, and Heero I have no clue. I respect her and her ideals, but other than that she is just another person. But she was giving a speech. I figured this must be important, so I listened. Before Relena really began to speak Heero asked Duo who called.

"Sally." We all nodded as the speech began.

"It has been a long and hard war. And now I pleased to announce that as a result of the peace meetings between White Fang, the colonies, and all Earth factions, we have all agreed to lay down our weapons and end the war. The war is over. I repeat, everyone, the war is over." Clapping sounded from the large audience. Wufei turned the TV off. There was silence while the new sunk in. Then Duo laughed.

"So the war is over, huh? Never figured I'd live to see that." The others nodded. Quatre spoke then.

"I always hoped it would come…but now that it has I admit I have no clue what to do." I shrugged. I knew it would be hard but there was only one thing to do.

"I think that's something we have to figure out on our own." The other pilots nodded at my comment. Then Heero turned abruptly to leave. Quatre called out after him.

"To figure things out on my own." Duo chuckled. For another moment we were all in silence again. Then Quatre moved over to the cupboard where he kept his tea.

"I think I need some tea," he said. "Anyone else want some?" I nodded, but Wufei and Duo shook their heads.

"I think I need something a bit stronger." He then left to follow Heero to their room. Wufei shook his head.

"That baka." He turned to leave to kitchen.

"Where are you going," I asked him.

"To the gardens." I nodded and sat down at the table. Quatre sat across from me, and neither of us talked while the tea was getting ready. Then the tea kettle went off, and he poured us both a cup. Handing me mine he sat down again. After a few more minutes of absolute silence that was interrupted only by Duo calling out that he was leaving, Quatre got up.

"I need to go for a walk." I nodded and he left. After he was gone I sat there, thinking about my future. I realized that there was only one thing for me to do. I got up and went to the phone, and dialed in a number I knew by heart.

"The Colonies Circus speaking." It was Cathy's voice.

"It's Trowa." She squealed in excitement.

"Trowa! Hey! I suppose you heard the news?"

"Yes."

"Great! Are you going to come back and work full time? The lions miss you."

"Yes."

"Great Mr. Monosyllabic. When are you coming back?" I thought for a little while. I would need some time to pack, though I didn't have all that much stuff. And then the quick good-byes, for I didn't expect them to go on for very long. The major thing would be to get rid of Heavyarms. I felt a pang at the thought. Although Heavyarms was a machine of mass destruction, he also felt like an old friend, the one thing that knew me best. Then I heard Cathy laughing.

"So are you even coming back to this conversation?"

"Yes. About a week."

"Okay then. See you later Trowa!"

"Bye." We both hung up. Now that my future was assured for me, there wasn't much left for me to do tonight. I went out to living room and sat on the couch facing the unlit fireplace. I thought about the war.

I had my feelings and opinions on it, even though I never spoke. It was stupid. It served no purpose except to prove who was stronger. The meek are never allowed to inherit, as good as rulers as they might be. But now that the war was over, that would change. At least that's what I hoped.

I also went over my time as an OZ solider. I went undercover to not only get an inside look at the enemy, but maybe to learn about myself. I have, after all, no past. Not that anyone knows of. I thought that if anyone could tell me who I was, OZ might have the resources. Of course it was hard, having to blow up Deathscythe. And it was hard having to act like I was one of the enemy. But all that seemed moot now. The war was over. Had we even helped? None of us had seen this coming, or if any of the others had they never let on. So all that work…all that killing…all that suffering. Had it been for nothing? 10 years from now, when people look back on the war, how will they think of the use of Gundams in the war? Approval? Disapproval? Will they even remember?

Of course they will. How can a weapon of mass destruction just fade? Maybe they will know more at that point. Maybe they will know less. In the history books, will the pilots been known? Of course everyone knows about Zeches, he is famous. But will they know about the rest of that? Will they know who I am?

Will they care?

I don't know how long I sat there on the couch, just thinking. Before long I heard the front door open. It seemed to be Quatre, judging by the footfalls. Duo, I suspected, would be coming in very drunk. I heard Quatre enter the kitchen and talk on the phone. I couldn't hear what he was saying, it was muffled, but I had a good idea.

Not long after he came into the living room and sat with me, also staring into the nonexistent flame.

"Going back to the circus?" I nodded.

"Are you going back to the company?" I saw him nod out of the corner of my eye. I heard someone softly behind us, but they seemed to be going to the kitchen and back up the stairs. I assumed it was Heero, but I didn't really pay attention. I was once again thinking about the war. Wufei came in and nodded slightly in acknowledgement before he went up the stairs.

Not long after that I heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs. I assumed they were Heeros, and I didn't pay all that much attention. Not long after that Duo came back. I could almost smell the alcohol from here, but he didn't seem to notice us and I didn't care.

Quatre seemed unusually silent. Usually we talk about a lot of things. The war, things like that. Recently we had begun to talk about our past and ourselves. I turned to him to speak, but he spoke first.

"So what do we do now?"

End Notes: My I like cliffhangers. No one is dying, true, but still. Stay tuned for more! Oh, and though I hate to beg, please review.