Darkside of the Heart Ch. 2

[pilot03]

Disclaimer: Blah..Blah...Blah...I don't own Gundam Wing but I'm sure you guessed that by now. Aren't you clever.

Authors notes: I haven't had much time to spend on writing any kind of fics for a long time. Coming back to my wonderful family on BI has inspired me and this is the fruits of that. I like the underdog to win and so here is my next chapter to my 3xR fic. Trowa suffer just as much as any of the pilots if not more. Him and Heero could be brothers or twins!! Many people tend to pair him up with Catherine but I see Quarte as a better fit for her. I don't know where I intend to go with this fic but opinions are welcomed. Flaming too! I'm no stranger to it. We all consider are selfworth less then what we actually are and I want to get that across in my fic. Someone out there will always see you in a different light then we see ourselves. Keep that in mind when your feeling down. Enough with the blasted insight...on with the show!!! *Dodges rotten fruit and vegetables from the 1xR brigade* Mwhahahahaha!!!!


Darkside of the Heart Ch. 2
by Pilot03 aka "El jefe de jefes" j/k

Seasons passed quicker then this moment seemed to last. The cold wind outside continued to blow, kicking up dead leaves and causing them to flutter around like butterflies. The butterflies in Trowa's stomach were no less real, but their wings beat furiously against the walls of his stomach.

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"Stop Trowa......please. Stay with me tonight."

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The memory was engraved on his mind. Was this really happening, or had he temporarily lost his focus and begun to daydream? The soft pressure of her hand on his arm confirmed that this was indeed happening to him. 'How should I react to my present situation. Nothing good can come of this. This is not right. I shouldn't have been here.'

More thoughts bombarded his mind that he had previously failed to notice since Relena had spoken her request to him. 'Why is she asking me this? It can't be because she wants me in perticular. She would probably ask anyone that question if they were caught in the same situation.'


Shame, a familiar emotion to Trowa, filtered through his heart for thinking so low of Relena. 'No, she is not the type to just throw herself at anyone. I believe her to be stronger then that. Relena being in the state she was currently is just reaching out blindly. Carving contact with anybody to convince herself she isn't totally alone.'

Trowa's silence and failed attempt at eye contact was having an ill effect on Relena's confidence. He could feel her grasp on him weaken. Threatening to release him and fall back down to her side. He was positive that by failing to acknowledge her quickly would cause her more pain. She might even take it as another rejection.

A quick review of all the facts he had uncovered from the 4 years as her body guard assured him that there was no other way for her to assume what his silence intended. 'I will tell her she was just having a bad dream and assure her she's safe. That will quiet her down and put her mind at ease. That way she can go back to sleep and I can escape from this uncomfortable situation.

This moment brought back memories of being caught behind emeny lines, surround on all sides. Uncertain how long he had to survive or whether he would make it out in one piece.

'Maybe she didn't notice that I kissed her. Why did I do that.' There was no call for his actions. He had simply gone on instincts. He had trusted them on the battlefield but was unsure of them in his present setting. The only indecation of his unease was the small beads of sweat on his brow despite the cold temperature.

Trowa turned his head back towards Relena. Green eyes met blue and it was Trowa's resolve that began to be tested. The pleading look on Relena's face was unavoidable. Especially to one whom picked up on small details and actions. His face revealed nothing of his inner turmoil to Relena. Years of practice had been perfected for moments like this when Trowa found himself facing death or extreme stress.

He wasn't sure which column this moment would fall into, but was glad he had this perticular skill.

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A small village laid burning and in disorder. The fighting of mobile suits on the outskirts of this small community had spread into their quiet lives. Many of those lives would cease to continue after that day.

A damaged mercenary mobile suit slowly made its way between buildings trying to stay behind cover. Oz Aries type mobile suits spotted the lone rebel and swooped down to begin their attack run unleashing cannon and missle fire on the merc. The rebel could see the entrance to an underground tunnel which was the planned escape route for his team.

"If I can just reach it before those Aries get me.....I'm almost there." He switched on his comm unit, "Please, this is Bravo 12...I can see the tunnel. My mobile suit is damange and mobility is down to 30%. I need cover fire or assistance. I have 2 Aries inbound on my position. Repeat, I need assistance a.s.a.p. I can see the tunnel..." Exploding ordance caused interference and static to block out further communications from Bravo 12.

No Name kept his mobile suit hidden behind a building close to Bravo 12's position. Within easy reach of his crippled commrade. To move now would reveal his position and compermize the mission. He was to await the Oz supply train and destroy it.

'Help him. I need to help him. He will not make it if I don't cover his retreat.' No Name's hand gripped tighter on the controls. 'No....I have to stay in position. The mission is what we came her to complete. If he were in my shoes, he would make the same decesion. I probably could save him and make it back to my position, but the Aries would surely report my position and put Me at risk. Put the mission at risk. Bravo 12 was weak. That is why he is in the situation he is in.'

No Name stayed in position and destroyed the supply train. The mission was a success, but the bitter taste of regret linger in his mouth as he passed through the wreakage of Bravo 12's mobile suit on his way to the tunnel.

Passing through the darken tunnel, the soft glow off his instrument panel cast his reflection on the nearest view screen. It showed a face devoid of emotion or life, but on the inside he yelled out and cried to the heavens. Damning whatever gods were responsible for chosing him to live while Bravo 12 died.

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Startled out of his reprive, Trowa quickly came back to his senses. He still had not spoken anything to Relena since she had made her request so she made it again. "Trowa, please...don't go. Don't leave me alone."

That settled it. She was just lonely. She just wanted company. Perhaps someone to listen to her problems and offer solutions. Trowa could do that much. Maybe he could help return that beautiful smile to her face that she only wore during speeches or meetings. Maybe she would finally be able to wear that smile in her private moments and find some peace she was desperately searching for. Or was that him. Would helping her ease his pain?

'What was I thinking about eariler....as if she wanted me to spend the night....in her bed....with me. I'm sure that pervilige would only be reserved for Heero Yuy.' Trowa's features harden and for a brief moment emotion slashed across his face and vanished just as quickly. Bitterness? Jealousy? That was a new one for him.

Trowa silently berated himself for letting his personal thoughts and emotions get the better of him once again. This was no time to be thinking about himself. He had decided to stay for her sake and not his own. 'I'm trying to help her. I can't stand to see her deal with this pain all alone anymore.'

"Okay Relena.....I'll stay."

[Wingnut]

Well I agree that Quatre is a better fit for Cathrine myself, but keep in mind that Heero is by his nature the underdog aginst his own self. (Did that manke any sense?)
In the flashback sequence, what was Trowa doing? Was it before or after operation Meteor and when he got Heavyarms? Was it ment to be one of those times that he was a rouge mercenary as shown briefly when Trowa was piloting a Leo in EW?

[pilot03]

Time frame before meeting Midii. So you would be correct on the last part. I just thought I'd create some random flashback to come and haunt Trowa.

[Tobo Castit]

Where is the next chapter? I am waiting as patiently as I can!