Disclaimer: I do not own any Gundam Wing people. I wish I did, but… I never will. So, please don’t sue me, I really am not worth it…I own nothing.
Prelude:
"So, how was the date with Amber?" the brown haired man asked over the videophone.
The blonde scrunched up his nose in disgust. "Trowa, it was awful. I swear if my sisters try to hook me up with anymore girls, I will go insane."
"What did she do?" Trowa Barton asked.
"Well, she like talked like this and she wouldn’t like shut up. This like totally annoyed me," Quatre Winner said in a high- pitched voice.
Trowa smiled slightly. "Well, if you want to get away from being the head of the Winner Corporation, you can stay with Cathy and me."
"I would love to, but what would your sister say?"
"Cathy? I could make her understand," Trowa said after a minute of thinking.
"Thanks Trowa. Well, I have to go. Talk to you later."
As soon as Quatre shut off the phone, one of his many sisters came in. She had the same aqua eyes and blonde hair as Quatre.
Quatre groaned, "Hello Sam." He eyed his sister carefully.
"So you’re going to Trowa’s. That’s great. While you’re there try to like Catherine."
Before she could continue, Quatre interrupted her, "That won’t happen, besides Catherine would never like me."
She hated him ever since he came back looking for Trowa during the war against Oz. Quatre went temporarily insane after the death of his father, and he started to attack the colonies. Trowa and Heero tried to stop him, but Quatre attacked his best friend, Trowa. Trowa disappeared and had returned to the circus and his sister. Quatre went to find Trowa, which caused Trowa to rejoin his fellow Gundam Pilots. This made Catherine hate all the former pilots, especially Quatre.
"Don’t worry about that. Just be yourself and she’ll have to like you." Sam looked at Quatre with hopeful eyes. Seeing that she wasn’t going to get a response she left, leaving Quatre alone to pack.
~Desertbloom
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