Trowa's POV:

The report has just come in. An unregistered Gundam had just destroyed a natural resource satellite that used to belong to the Winner family, now taken over by OZ. I thought about Quatre. He must be depressed as his father was recently assasinated.

I couldn't think about Quatre without my heart strating to beat faster. I didn't know him all that well, but I had fallen in love with him the first time I saw him play the violin. He was so beautiful.

If those weird lookin scientists ever found out that I was in love, and with a guy no less, they would freak. It's a good thing Dr. J doesn't know about Heero's relationship with that one guy, I think Heero said that his name was Duo. Dr. J would probably pass out if he knew they were lovers.

Howeever, I wanted that kind of relationship with Quatre. I probably would never have one, though. If Quatre ever found out I was gay, he'd freak, besides, he's so good-looking he's probably got six-million fuckin' girls drooling over him. (Author: *drool*)

I was snapped out of my train of thought when Lady Une came up to me and gave me the assignment to get rid of this new Gundam. I almost fainted when she said that it was most likely that 04 piloted it. I was to take Heero, who was in jail, with me to destroy the Gundam.

Destroy my own angel? I think not.

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Heero's POV:

Trowa came to me and got me out of that damn cell about an hour ago. I wasn't tpp happy about leaving Duo with Wufei, Duo isn't very faithful to me, and I can tell that Wufei likes him.

When we left, Trowa was telling me about how trust-worthy Quatre was. Trowa was a really good soldier, so it wasn't like him to trust someone he didn't know very well. I'm kinda slow when it comes to emotional stuff like that, I admit it. So it took me a while to figure out that Trowa felt more than friendship for that Quatre guy.

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Duo's POV:

Yay! Heero's gone! The guy may be my lover 'n all, but he can really annoy the shit out of me sometimes. Besides,with him gone that leaves me with this really hot Chinese dude. I haven't really met the guy , and I don't even know his name, but he seems pretty cool. I walked over to him, saw that he was nervous about something, and decided to break the ice.

"Hey! I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell. What's your name?"

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Quatre's POV:

I'll make them pay. Outer space is going to pay for killing my father, and making me and my sisters go through hell.

The soldiers I'm fighting seem hesitant, afraid.

"You're afraid of dying, aren't you guys? Well in that case, you shouldn't be fighting at all!"

I blew up the mobile suits, then the colony. I wonder why I'm crying. I'm not sad.

Outer space... you have not yet begun to feel my revenge.

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Trowa's POV:

Oh my god! Quatre just blew up an entire colony! Perhaps his father's death had taken a harder toll on him than I first predicted. I don't know what to do. I do know that I'm not going to raise a hand to Quatre. I will not hurt him ay all...

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Quatre's POV:

I just flew out of the colony. All around the colony were those new unmanned mobile suits. They're called mobile dolls, I believe. I destroyed them all within a few minutes. I then saw this new OZ model coming towards me. It was blue and the only weapons I could see was the gun in its right arm.

"Quatre? Can you hear me? It's me, Trowa..."

Trowa... I didn't want to hurt Trowa, so I decided to warn him that I would destroy anythin that got near me.

"I can hear you Trowa. Don't come any closer to me." I didn't want to hurt him, but I would if he didn't listen to me.

He didn't listen to me.

"What did I say? Don't come any closer to me!" I shot at Trowa. I didn't want to but I had to. It was like something was controlling my actions, I couldn't help myself and I couldn't control myself.

I heard Trowa cry out softly in pain, but I had to ignore it.

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Trowa's POV:

"What did I say? Don't come any closer to me!" Quatre yelled, his voice thick with emotion.

I didn't feel much pain when Quatre shot me. The pain was mostly caused by the fact that Quatre was vrey emotionally distressed, and I couldn't help him. I couldn't help the one I love.

"Quatre!" I said. "What's the matter? This isn't like the Quatre I know. Quatre!"

"Trowa. Outer space has gone crazy and I'm going to use this Gundam to destroy it all," Quatre replied.

Oh, God, no. Why Quatre? Why'd it have to be my innocent angel? I would have had no problems destroying someone else in this situation, but not Quatre.

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Author's notes:

Should I write more? Or should I quit while I'm ahead? Please tell me what you think.