Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing in any way. This is just a fan fiction which uses the characters from the series in a non-profitable way.

"Speaking"

/Thinking/

Letter

~~Flashbacks~~

*Emphasis*

#Phone conversation#

Warnings: AU, yaoi, implied yuri, angst, possible OOC

Author's note: if you have any questions or requests or comments, I'll answer them at the end of the fic, or you can e-mail me. Other than that, enjoy!

Angel's Dreams

Prologue

"Quatre!" The blond bishonen poked his golden halo around his doorframe to look at his father with wide aqua eyes. "You have a letter. It was put on my desk by mistake." His father smiled in amusement as Quatre's face lit up. He grabbed the letter and ducked back inside his room, not realising his rudeness at first.

Suddenly his head popped back into view. "Arigato Tousan." The door closed again and the elder Winner male shook his head in amusement as he walked back down the hall to his office.

Quatre, meanwhile, was leaning against his door, holding the letter to his chest, still unopened. It didn't mater though, he knew who it was from. He flung himself on his bed and quickly ripped open the envelope.

A funny feeling, sort of like anticipation, came over him when he touched the letter itself but he shook it off and started reading.

Dear Quatre,

You are and evil fiend! You never told me that Wufei was moving up here! I must say, he's probably glad he did. My friend Meiran and he hit it off almost immediately. You should see him, it's absolutely hilarious. I've never seen Wufei so gaga over and 'onna' before. They are so alike in many ways and they can't stop fighting.

I think they're gonna get married eventually.

I hope you are well Quat. I miss you terribly still, I don't cry myself to sleep any more, but I do still care. It's hard leaving your best friend, everyone expects you to get over it in time, but you can't not really. I miss everyone. Duo and his baka ways, Hilde's shoulder to cry on and Relena ... I miss her almost as much as you, maybe even more. Could you tell her that Quat? I haven't been able to bring myself to out pen to paper for her. It's too hard.

I miss your sister too. She was like a big sister to me, and Catherine as well. You'd think they were twins joined at the hip, they were so inseparable. I wonder if you and I were that close. I'd like to think so. Can you tell Iria and Cathy that I miss them also?

I have something for you. I hope you like it, I put a lot of thought and effort into it. Still I'm not sure if it's worthy of you. I never really thought I was worthy of you and your kind heart either, but you kept trying to convince me otherwise. You were always there with one of your golden smiles, your gentle words, your sympathy, your laughter, your cheeriness. Sometimes it was almost too sickening to bear. All ... fluffy and bright and good. You're a saint Quatre Winner, no you're an angel, my angel, like I am yours, and you deserve happiness.

I hope you get it.

Thankyou for everything Quatre. You'll always be in my heart.

Your eternal friend and guardian angel,

Dorothy Catalonia.

Quatre smiled and wiped a small tear from his eyes as he finished reading. He looked at the final page of the letter and saw it was a poem. He read it and smiled. /How very like Dorothy,/ he thought. /I love it. In fact, I feel I'm not worthy of it./