I am turning seventeen years old, today. I don’t even feel seventeen. It’s not like I don’t feel old enough to be this age. On the contrary, I feel way too old for seventeen. I feel like I’m way past thirty. I am the Vice Foreign Minister for the Earth Sphere United Nations—the youngest person involved with the ESUN. It’s really funny that I’d grown so much in two short years. It didn’t feel like two years, it felt like an eternity and a day. When I was fifteen, I was the spoiled and naive daughter of my father, the former Vice Foreign Minister Darlian. I was so involved in my own little sugar coated world, that I never even acknowledged the wars that were going on right in front of my nose.

         That is, until he came along. Heero was one of the major people that had totally changed my priorities and my outlook on life. It was the first time I went to outer space is when I first saw him. There he was, right below me, in his beautiful and majestic Wing Gundam. Little did I know what an impact he will have on me. Little did he know what an impact he will have on the world. I guess we were both surprised of what the future held for both of us.

         Heero Yuy. Such a mystery that boy is. He was a professional assassin, yet, he is one of the kindest people I know. I always saw beneath that cold exterior, one that was hardened by his troubled past, and I saw what was really in him. He is so caring, although he didn’t act like it. (He opens up more, now.) I know he cares about the people close to him, like his friends, the fellow ex-Gundam pilots. He killed, but he killed so that others wouldn’t have to. He was willing to sacrifice his life so that others could live in peace. I never knew such a noble person such as he, and I still don’t. He is one of a kind.

         I have to admit, in the beginning, I did have a crush on him—when I first saw him on that beach. I saw his beautiful face and my heart started fluttering. He was so handsome, so wild and dangerous, what girl wouldn’t fall for him? I tried to track him down when he left me that day he left from St. Gabriel institute. I had a silly schoolgirl crush on him, which I now laugh at. But I got over that very quickly. The war had forced me to grow up faster. It had made me an adult and a voice for peace at fifteen years old. My crush was over in the first months between meeting him. Yet, my love for him has never died. Some people who know the unique relationship between Heero and I say that it’s romantic love, but I think it’s much deeper than that. I love him, but not in a way that I long to be with him every second.

         We went through some tough times, Heero and I. All of us did. It had been a growing experience for all the players in this war, not only Heero and I. There were things that opened our eyes and things that changed us. The war was one of the most gruesome to have ever taken place in the history of mankind. But it is ironic that it changed us for the better. I probably can’t speak for all of us involved in the war, but I know that it had changed me for the better. It was probably a reminder to me that if I survived that, I could survive almost anything.

         It had now been two years since the end of the war and one year since I’d seen Heero. The world and the colonies are finally at peace. It is an absolutely great time to be living in. I feel very fortunate to be in this era and to have met the people I’ve met. I’ve made some amazing friends in just one short year. Of course, there’s Heero, then there are the other Gundam pilots. They are legends in my opinion (and most of the world). Although they are my friends, I look up to them as heroes, which they are. All five of them have never given up, never compromised their beliefs. Even if they were considered losers for a while, they were always the victors in my book. Then there’s my older brother, Milliardo Peacecraft, Zechs Marquise, or Preventer Wind. Matching the Gundam pilots in strength and intelligence, he never ceases to amaze me. I love him dearly, just as much as a sister could. Then there’s Zechs’ love, Lucrezia Noin, or rather, Peacecraft. She’s as good of a pilot as Zechs and very loyal to her husband. She has a mind of her own and is very strong. There is also Sally Po. She has got to be one of the most patient people I know. She’s one of the few that can up with Wufei’s temper tantrums. Although, Wufei can be rather nice most of the time. I admire all of them so much.

         They are very extraordinary and I love them all, but they haven’t made such an impact on me as Heero did. Not even my older brother, Milliardo. Whether Heero knows it or not, he has brought out the best in me. He had helped bring out the true me. The one that was inside the sassy exterior. The spoiled brat at fifteen exists no longer. I hope he knows how special he is to me. I hope he is happy, wherever he is. I wish him the very best. He sure does deserve the very best.

         I am glad to have met you, Heero Yuy.