*AN*  Yo, minna!  I'm ba~ack!   And with two new stories! WOW.  (For as much as I hate camping, it does give me some good story ideas)  For once, one of my Gundam Wing stories that isn't shounen ai or yaoi.  And now that I'm finished "Maybe. . .", I'm free!!!!!! Well, until my next epic hits me like a rock. Or schoolwork ties me down.  Grr.  And how much do you want to bet it's the schoolwork?

    They were best friends.  After spending time with them, one might think they were brothers. And in a way, they were.

     The first time they met in life was in battle.  Each one half of a pair, they had recognized one another immediately.

     You see, even though the two had never met in life, they had met in heaven.  For both had been angels, one of life and one of death.  The two had met on happenstance, and had become best friends.  Like the saying "opposites attract," these opposites became brothers.  One of life, one of death, one blond, one brunette, one shy, one outgoing.  They were best friends, never separated. . .

     . . . until the angel of death was sent to Earth.

     The angel of life pleaded to be sent down too, in hopes of finding his best friend.  Finally, the powers acquiesced, and the angel of life was sent to Earth.

     After many years, the two met once again.  What a reunion it was!  After fifteen years, the two found each other.  Tears, hugs and much reminiscing took place that day.

     And now, when the two of them are chatting, and Heero turns to Trowa and says "Sometimes I wonder if the two of them knew each other in another life," Quatre and Duo just look at each other and laugh, both thinking the same thing.

Disclaimer:  If Gundam Wing belonged to me, I wouldn't be writing these fan fics, now would I?