Okay, here it is. I've had most of this written for awhile now, just wasn't ever sure if I should post it. Well here it is anyway, hope you enjoy it! Give me some feedback please; I want to know what you think. By the way I don't own the characters except for the ones that you don't recognize alright? Cheers!


Yuy's Letter

Colony X – 18823; AC 198 Monday January 12

He sighed as he watched a couple kids laughing as they played on the metal jungle gym. When he first arrived at the small park he had tried desperately to concentrate on his book that he had to read for his English class, but of course in this time of peace he had forgotten the reason why he had always had complete silence around him whenever he had to read something. It was impossible for him to pay attention to what he had to read when there was something else making noise around him, in this case it was the two little girls playing. He closed the book, remembering what page he was on, setting it beside him on the grass. He bent his right knee to rest his elbow on it, his arm turned in towards him while he leaned his head back against the tree trunk's rough bark. He grinned as the cheerful laughter reached his ears; he guessed that the two girls were sisters and that the one with straight dark brown hair was the oldest by at least a couple years. The other also had straight hair but it was a sunny blonde pulled back from her big blue eyes by pink clips, he could tell she was the youngest; her carefree smile brightening the other girl's the instant she looked at her sister.

He locked gazes with the youngest child and spotted her smile. He nodded his head to her and returned her grin with a small one of his own. He lifted his hand in a wave at the brunette as she turned her attention to see what her sister had smiled at. She nodded to him slightly. The blonde little girl suddenly ran over to him. She came to a stop in front of him.

"Hi, my name's Sarah; what's yours?" she asked happily.

"Most people call me Heero,"


"Yep, so where are your parents?" he asked as he glanced around the park area.

"Oh, they're over there talking to a bunch of other people that they know," she smiled; she pointed over to the group of benches beneath the open shelter. Heero's attention was instantly snapped from the group of adults to the play area at the shrill scream that sent his mind reeling into the past. He looked up to see a man grabbing hold of Sarah's sister and starting to run. He was instantly on his feet and running after him.

"Run to your parents, Sarah! Now!"

"Ami!" Sarah screamed fear evident in her tearful blue eyes that reminded him of his own. He locked gazes with her as he continued to chase the kidnapper.

"Trust me, Sarah. I'll get her back," He turned his attention back to his task at the sight of her small nod then to see her running back towards the adults that were chasing the man as well.

Heero spotted the man running out of the park and into the city. He followed him but paused at the entrance of the dark alley, he could still hear the child's cries for the guy to let her go, but they were starting to fade in volume. He pulled his .22 Magnum pistol from the shoulder holster under his jacket; he held it up as he took off down the alley. He passed bum after bum until he finally passed one that stopped him.

"Hey, you goin' to get that girl back?"

"What?" Heero froze to look him in the eyes.

"You goin' to get the girl back? He took her in there, had her gagged good,"

"In there? You sure?" Heero questioned, yanking him up by his tattered and dirty shirt.


"Stay quiet then," Heero muttered putting him back to the ground and turning towards the grungy door. He cocked the pistol and flipped the safety off. He pressed his ear to the door listening to the voice inside.

"Alright, you little pain in the ass, pipe down. You're worth quite a bit of money and I aim to get it," the guy growled as he looked over to see the black glare that Ami shot at him. She wriggled against the rope that kept her tied to the chair that he had unceremoniously dumped her in when they first had come in here. She couldn't believe it she had kept all of her attention on that guy that her sister had ran over to that she hadn't even paid attention around herself.

"Don't look at me like that. I know who you are. You're that rich doctor's daughter, Ami; don't think I don't know that I could get a great deal amount of money for your hide," He jerked his attention to the door as it swung open and the swift movement of a shadow tumbling inside.

"To bad you're not going to get any of it," the shadow growled. She turned her gaze over to it to see a cold glare in the same Prussian blue eyes that she saw whenever she looked into her dad's eyes. There was only one problem; her dad didn't own a gun.

"Who are you? What do you want?" the kidnapper questioned, his voice shook with the fear that she couldn't even comprehend. What she could see of the stranger he wasn't much, he was lean sure and she guessed that he had some muscle but nothing to the guy that had plucked her off her feet within seconds. No, this guy had something else about him, something that should put fear into any man's heart.

"Untie her gently and I might let you live. I haven't really made up my mind on that point of this whole ordeal. Do it now,"

"Come on man, she's worth a fortune. I'll split it with you even, fifty – fifty; that's a fair trade I think, don't you?"

"I said let her go. I don't deal with guys like you, I have a little bit higher standards than to deal with common criminals," he growled stepping a little farther into the single light bulb's dim light. She stared wide-eyed at her rescuer. She had seen him somewhere before but she couldn't quite put her finger on where.

"I ain't lettin' this one go, man. I want the money that her old man would pay dearly to get her back, so I'm telling you now. The only way that she's going to get away is if I'm dead on the floor," he grumbled as he gained some confidence at the sight of his opponent. He looked him up and down noting his scrawny build, the only thing that he didn't care for was the gun that the guy was aiming at him, but that could be dealt with easily enough. He swiftly dropped a knife from his sleeve into his palm and threw it at the man's chest. His eyes went wide as the man grabbed it out of mid-air with his free hand and he instantly started forward. The kidnapper stepped back a few paces until he was up against the wall.

"Who are you?" he muttered barely above a whisper.

"Someone that you shouldn't have thrown a knife at," Heero growled. His ears picked up the girl's muffled scream just before someone attacked him from the back. His gun was instantly knocked from his grip as the behind attacker was joined by the kidnapper; the knife was wrestled from his grasp just as he threw a punch with his other hand. The punch was solid and threw the other guy across the room to land in a pile of broken debris next to the kid. He felt the searing pain seconds after the blade of the knife was imbedded into his side, he kicked his feet out from under the guy only to bring his fists down on his stomach knocking the wind out of him. He watched his opponent's eyes roll back into his head. He picked up the bloody knife and went over to the little girl who was staring at him. He gave her a half grin of reassurance as he went around behind her, slicing the rope keeping her in the chair. He then reached up taking off the gag from her mouth; he knelt down in front of her holding one hand over the stab wound.

"You alright; did he hurt you?" he questioned softly. He spotted his gun beneath her seat and picked it up to slide it back into his holster after turning the safety back on.

"No, how did you get here so fast?" she answered, staring into his eyes.

"As soon as I saw that he had you, I chased after you,"

"But I don't know you, you don't know me,"

"That doesn't matter; people call me Heero," he stated holding out a hand to her. She grinned as she took it in a gentle shake.

"Ami Summers,"

"Come on, lets get you back to your parents and sister," he added, he reached down keeping her away from his wounded side, and picked her up.

"So how old are you Ami?" he asked as he made his way down the alley way. He kept his eyes darting to every shadow that they passed.

"I'm ten,"

"You acted extremely mature to be only ten. You did well for your first kidnapping," he grinned at her to see her own grin of pride.

"You really think so?"

"Absolutely," he cringed as a sharp pain shot through him from his side.

"You alright, Heero?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Do you want to try the park and see if your family is still there?"

"That sounds like a good idea. Hey, look there they are! Momma, Dad, over here!" she cried as they came closer to the entrance of the park to see the group of adults and policemen. She looked over to Heero giving him a huge grin and he put her down. He held his hand over his side as he watched her run over to the couple in particular that was holding each other. He started in the general direction to get his book now that he knew that she was in good hands. He glanced down to his bloody hand and side; he tugged his t-shirt out of his jeans to see that he was going to need stitches. He sighed, he wasn't looking forward to doing that, it was bad enough to set his own leg back when he was 15. He spun around at the calling of his name behind him. He let his shirt fall as he turned to see Ami, Sarah and her parents coming towards him being followed by a couple police officers. He held his hand to the wound as he kept it from the children's sight. He nodded to the small group as they came up to him.

"Thank you so much for rescuing our daughter; I can't tell you how much this means to us," the dark haired woman proclaimed as she threw her arms around him in a fierce hug. She sobbed once again as she buried her face into his shoulder. He looked up to the man in front of him who was holding Ami tightly in his arms.

"Dear, it's alright now. Thank you very much, Mister…"

"It's just Heero, sir, and you are welcome," he answered with a slight hitch to his voice as a sharp pain shot through him once the woman let go of him.

"Sir, how did you get Ms. Ami away from her kidnapper?" the policeman asked.

"I out fought him, sir. You should find two men down the alley between Joe's and Cooper's. I left the door opened and them unconscious. They won't wake up for awhile,"

"Thank you, sir," the policeman stated as he left them with a nod.

The children's mother watched as Sarah tugged on Heero's pants leg then to see him slowly knell down to her level. Sarah instantly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you for getting my sister back," she muttered into his ear. She looked back into his eyes to see something in them that was steadily becoming more prominent. She looked over to her sister as she came up next to her. She stepped back a little as Ami hugged him as well.

"Thank you for saving me, Heero," she sheepishly grins at him, but it quickly faded as she looked into his eyes. They were drooped as if they were heavier than anything on earth.

"You're welcome…little…one," he muttered just before he slumped forward.

"Daddy!" Ami exclaimed: she ran over to her mother clamping onto the leg that wasn't occupied by her sister. She watched as her father laid him back to the ground pushing his hand away to expose the still bleeding wound beneath the holster and gun. He glanced up to his wife long enough to give her a silent message. She instantly huddled the girls together as she ran over to the remaining policemen.

"Help! He's been injured! He needs a doctor!"

Heero heard the woman's desperate cries and was instantly awake. He clutched his side as he attempted to scramble away from the man. His eyes were wide as he stared into a pair of identical colored eyes.

"No doctors; I'm fine,"

"Son, you're bleeding and I'm certain that it will need stitches,"

"I can do…no doctors," he muttered once more as he attempted to crawl away from him. Mr. Summers gently laid a hand to Heero's shoulder.

"Easy, doctors are there to help you not hurt you,"

"Not in my experience," he grumbled softly as he passed out once more. Ami and Sarah came up beside him.

"Is he going to be alright, Dad?" Ami asked quietly.

"He'll be fine, sweetie; he's just lost a lot of blood. Don't worry we'll get him to a doctor and everything will be just fine," he stated as he glanced over the visible scars that marred what he could see of his abdomen and chest. He absently heard the clank of metal and reached up to his neck to pull up a chain with military identification tags. He looked closer to spot a number then the word assassin; he jerked his head up to Heero's face.

"Couldn't you help him now? You're a doctor?" Sarah questioned.

"Not here; grab his book and come on. We're going to take him to our house," he stated as he lifted him into his arms and started towards his wife.

"I'm a doctor; he's coming to our house. We don't live far," he stated interrupting her explanation and busted through the small group. His wife instantly ran after them.