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He dropped to the ground. He was shivering. Again.

//Its so cold. Where was his warmth? Where was he?//

//But whos *he*?//

//For what I know now, daylight in the night. And my warmth. It seems to come from him. Directed toward me. All from those eyes. I don't remember much of anything else.//

//So that still doesn't answer the question. Who is *he*?//

//Who is *he* indeed?//

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Nataku was out of commission. He had done badly in the battle. He had been weak. All he could do now was float about in space. But that wasn't bad. He did after all still have his memories of Trowa.

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"I have no right piloting Nataku."

They sit quietly, dranking their coffee. He enjoyed the silence. It was peaceful. Yet he was cold. The fire wasn't helping.

The sit quietly, drinking their coffee. The silence was unnerving. He himself enjoyed silence. But only by himself. When he was with someone, just sitting silent got to him. He didn't like the way that boy with the weird hair was just sitting there. Staring at him. How can he be so silent? At least he was warm. The fire wasn't helping much, though.

"Why?"

//Holy Nataku!! Two hours and he finally speaks! Thats it, Nataku will come and strike me where I sit. Oh, right, the question.//

"Because I am weak. Because I have failed."

"You think of yourself as Heero, as a perfect soldier?"

"We can not all be like Yuy."

"Then why berate yourself for a mistake? If no one made mistakes, would we be fighting this war?"

"No...I suppose not. But it goes deeper than just a mistake. I made a vow. I made a promise."

"From my experience I have learned promises are nothing but lies in disguise."

"I do not lie. It is dishonorable."

"I once was told there is no such thing a honor or heroism. People are merciless during war. They do what the can to survive. After the war is over, they try to lessen their ruthlessness, by claiming to have acted with honor, to have acted as a hero. Would that not make honor nothing but a lie, something used to hide the truth. The truth of the horrors of war."

"Don't dare to belittle such a thing as important as honor. People who claim honor in that sense are not justified in their actions."

"Justice is for those with nothing else to believe in and for those with no more hope."

"If I had no hope, would I be fighting?"

"I have none, and yet I fight."

"To each his own."

"And to you, goodnight."

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He was the only person besides Meirian whom he had ever debated with. He had enjoyed it. He was sorry, though, he had left so soon. But he had found him later.

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"Trowa?"

No response. He was shivering. Eyes squeezed shut, as if to blind himself from memories of pain. Claiming it was cold.

"Trowa?"

He walked over.

//Its so cold. Why? Warmth. From where? Arms where encircled around him//

He looked up.

A pair of midnight orbs looked back at him, twinkling with concern. Like daylight in the night.

"Trowa. Whats wrong?"

"Its so cold."

"Because you shut all the warmth out."

"What do you mean?"

"The animals, Trowa, why do you think they gather around you? Just as animals know their friends, they know who needs their help."

"..."

"Their warmth Trowa. They try to give it to you. When you touch them they since you coldness. They try to make you warm. But you block it all out."

"I do not. And even if I did, why would I?"

"Because you are afraid. You back away from the warmth for fear of being left in the cold. You won't allow anyone to comfort you."

"You back away from everyone too, and yet you are warm."

"There is one person I do not hide from. She is with me everyday. She fuels my fire, she gives my a reason to fight, she keeps me alive. She resides within me, in my heart, and so my warmth comes from inside of me."

"You know so much."

"The man who knows something, knows he knows nothing at all. I am a star, in a field of them. I am only one. What I know and have seen, others don't and haven't, what others know and have seen, I don't know and I haven't seen."

"I am a star too. A shooting star, steadily sprialing downward, dissappearing."

"It is those stars we wish on. The colonies wish on you Trowa, to save them. Do you dare to refuse?"

"I accept all orders."

Silence.

"Are you still cold, Trowa?"

"No, sitting here beside you, I feel warm. Can I stay?"

"I don't mind."

Silence.

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Beeeeeeep.

"Hmmmm?"

//A ship. Better late than never, I suppose.//

"Hmmmm."

//Wonder if Trowa's on it?//

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End part one.

If anyones out of character, please excuse me. I've never done a 3x5 before. (theres a first time for everything!)