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

Disclaimer: Okay…yeah…don't own gundam wing. Just using them for my own amusement.

The call came at 5:00.

Quatre jumped. That was understandable. The house was fairly quiet until them. I nearly jumped, and I like to think that besides maybe Trowa, I have the best composer out of all the pilots. We all looked at the phone. I hoped that it was a wrong number and that whoever was calling would just hang up after a little while. If someone was calling us then I wasn't sure I really wanted to know why. But then Duo came in, laughed, and went over to the phone.

"Hello?" The listened, then nodded.

"Okay." He turned on the TV. I had really no idea why we had the small black and white TV in the kitchen, but it never got in way and for the most part it was ignored. As he flicked it I wondered who had called and why. I'm sure similar thoughts were running through the minds of the other pilots. Heero asked who had called, to which Duo replied Sally. Interesting. I wonder what she wanted. It was soon reveled as Relena Peacecraft began a speech on the TV. I must admit there is something about the girl that makes me give her some respect. My only problem with her is that she is like so many non-violent leaders before. But, in my opinion, she could take a leaf out of Gandhi's book. He was possibly the greatest leader history has every known. And the big thing that makes Gandhi and Relena different was that Gandhi was willing to sacrifice everything for what he believed in. And he inspired others to sacrifice as well…and that's what changed everything.

But Relena was saying something, and it sounded important.

"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." At first I didn't really realize what was going on. I heard the clapping. It got on my nerves quickly, so I turned it off. There was silence, and then the others started talking. Duo said something, then Quatre responded. Trowa spoke, and then Heero left. More things were said. The Quatre offered tea. Duo made it clear that he was going to go get drunk, and left.

"That baka." I shook my head and made to leave too.

"Where are you going?"

"To the gardens." The house we were currently at had a huge garden. I loved it. It was peaceful, and I figured at this point I needed peaceful. As an afterthought I grabbed my sword from where it had been leaning near the door.

The night was cool, and the gravel path crunched underneath my feet as I made my way to the middle of the gardens. There was a large open space there, perfect for practicing with the sword. Practicing relaxes me and helps me think.

So the war was finally over. After so much pointless bloodshed and now…it was over. I could be sad, I could be happy, I could have a full range of emotions. But I didn't. There was one thing I felt. One feeling that overcame all others.

Relief.

I had fought the war to stop injustice. And I had killed so many in the name. I never once looked back, either. I know the other pilots had their doubts at times. I know that they all probably had a slew of emotions raging inside of them. But I didn't. I only felt that relief that I could finally start living again.

I know that being a gundam pilot was my job, my life. That I would probably die in the line of duty. And I never cared. I had to save the world from injustice. The others probably saw me as a freak that way. But I never cared. I knew that what I was fighting for, killing for, was right. I even enjoyed being a gundam pilot. It was freeing in so many ways. But now that the war was over, I could stop living that life. Fighting a war was no longer my duty. What my duty was now I had no idea. But that was something I had to find out.

I stopped practicing with the sword and leaned up against a tree. Closing my eyes I though suddenly of Merian. I know we had married young, to young perhaps to truly love her. But yet I knew that given time I would have loved her. Once I was old enough to know what love was. I missed her horribly at times. She was beautiful, and almost completely perfect. She had a sense of honor, loyalty, and duty that I had never seen before. And never seen sense. Merian had been stronger than anyone I had ever known and the determination she possessed had inspired me greatly. She had been my reason for fighting. She is my sense of duty and honor.

I know now that I love her. I have but a single picture of her. It was taken on our wedding day. She was in her best clothing, looking up at the false colony sky. Her eyes are a mystery in the picture, but she has a half smile on her face. It is the smile of someone who knows something, some secret that she will never tell.

I sighed. Here it was, the war is over and all I can think of is my dead wife. The thing that I have been fighting for has finally come to pass and has left me frozen in its wake. I have nothing to do. No family to go back to, not even a home. No career. It's up to me to decide what to do with my life. An idea came to me, and I headed back inside.

I saw Quatre and Trowa sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace. I nodded in acknowledgement and Trowa returned the nod. I headed upstairs to my room. Once inside I turned on my laptop. I knew that I was of Chinese decent, but I wanted to know more.

I researched Chinas history, and found it to be one of the most respectable cultures that I have studied. They made quite a few mistakes, but all cultures do, and I couldn't quite agree with them become communists in the 20th century. I didn't know much about communism, but reading about it and the impact it had on China it seemed to cause more problems than it solved. But once they overcame that it flourished as one of the most powerful and respected countries history has ever known. I have honored to know that I came from such a noble decent.

Now that I fully knew my past I started really thinking about what to do with my future. What could I do that would help in this new world of peace? What could make a difference, even just to one person? I looked at Merians picture again, asking her guidance. I talk to my gundam, why not to my dead wife? It makes as much sense as anything.

And then I knew what I wanted to do.

I started making travel arrangements right away. I became really excited, something had happened and now I knew what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. One way I could survive as a ex-gundam pilot. One way I could make a difference. One way I could help in this new world of peace. I wondered why I didn't see it before.

I wanted to become a martial arts sensei in China. I wanted to teach people of all ages not only to fight, but the history and tradition of China. To teach them respect for all, honor for their life, and a sense of duty. To make people better by teaching them. That was the way I was going to make a difference.

This was the way I was going to live.

End Notes: So…what do you think? A little different…Wufei really took control of this. I didn't know what to expect…but I think I like the way Wufei turned out. So now I've done all the pilots…I can end, right? Nah…I won't do that to you guys. I still need to tie up some loose ends.