Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or any of its characters, so don't sue me!

Pairings: Not quite sure yet…

Plot: Hopefully will arrive soon - should turn out as one of those Detective type ones - they are REALLY good. J Just saying…

Chapter One

Harsh panting filled the alley, as a dark shadow paused to catch its breath. Aquamarine eyes flashed as the figure dared to look around the corner of the brick wall he was currently hiding behind.

A frown flickered over those features visible, when he saw his pursuer was no-where in sight.

Shaking it off as a case of good luck, the figure straightened from the wall, breathing easier now, and stepped away from the wall.

Moonlight glinted on golden locks, and the figure showed itself to be a young man, about twenty odd, with a slim build. Despite being quite short, and defenceless-looking, a determined glint hid behind his large eyes.

Beginning to feel uneasy again, he turned and began to continue down the alleyway, a prickling in his head telling him now would be a good time to run. Or it would have been if he hadn't run smack into someone before he'd completely turned around.

Stumbling slightly, he looked up into eyes the colour of liquid amber, but with none of its warmth.

Gasping with surprise, the male stumbled backwards, his mind trying to catch up with the fact that his pursuer had managed to slip around him and surprise him from behind.

"Relax little one," The man said, leaning forwards slightly as an ominous smile played around his lips, no answering amusement present in his gaze. "I'm not going to hurt you…"

"…I'm going to make everything much, much better."

Gulping the minute blonde raised his fists, determination shining despite the obviousness of his imminent defeat.

When his attacker to be simply continued to stare at him, he let his anger wash through him, channelling it into his fists. Moving with a speed unexpected from such a small male, he swung his fist at the weird man's face, connecting with a solid thump.

To the recipient they obviously didn't expect the blow to knock them back several feet, flinging them into the opposite wall.

Just as the blonde was regaining a little bit of his confidence, the amber-eyed weirdo stood from his crumpled position on the floor, and straightened his clothing.

Next thing younger knew, he was being sent flying against a wall himself. And he hadn't even seen the other man move. Uh oh.

He lay at the bottom of the wall, gingerly trying to ascertain if anything was broken without moving. He'd just about shaken the stars from his eyes, when a rough hand grabbed him around the neck and lifted him.

As he stared at the person in front of him, trying desperately to draw air in despite the strangle hold the man had on him, he watched in horror as the man's eyes began to change.

Liquid silver slowly leaked into the man's eyes, running around the iris before engulfing it completely, leaving only the pupil the same. Silver glinting in the moonlight, the man bent his head nearer the slight person in his grasp. Eyes fluttering from lack of oxygen, the male managed to notice something else glinting as well. Suddenly, the man was ripped from his body, and he collapsed on the ground, choking as he drew in breath after breath.

Looking up a moment later, he watched with bleary eyes as a pair of figures tussled on the ground a few feet away from him. The next minute one of the figures broke free of the other, and took off running. One minute there, the next gone from plain sight.

The edgy feeling that had been present from before the attack faded, and the young man let out a sigh of relief, knowing he was safe again.

"Are you okay? You look kind of pale, he didn't do anything to you did he?" The worried voice broke into his thoughts, and he looked up in surprise.

A pair of dark eyes gazed at him from across the alleyway.

Despite feeling shaken still the man knew this person didn't mean him any harm, and he could practically feel the concern radiating from him, highlighting the fact that he wasn't making any move to come nearer him.

He wondered at that for a moment, then shook it off as he realised the other was still waiting for an answer from him.

"No, I'm fine, just a bit shaken."

The other one looked relieved, although it was hard to tell from this distance. "Oh good, I'm glad I didn't come too late."

"What? You knew he was going to attack me?" Suddenly nervous, he leapt to his feet, wavering for a second as the world tilted. Then it was back to normal, and he realised the other had risen to his feet as well.

"No, I'm just glad I was in the neighbourhood. I don't want to think what would have happened if no one came by. Are you sure you are okay, he was throttling you pretty hard?"

He wasn't standing as deep in the shadows now, and his heart-shaped face was wearing a worried expression that looked out of place with his beautiful features.

At his question the blonde's eyes relaxed, and he idly rubbed at the marks around his neck as he assured the stranger that he was fine.

"Well…since I am here I might as well escort you to the police station, don't want anything else to happen to you. We could go to the hospital first, but if you can wait the police should probably be notified."

"Police. I'd rather get that out of the way, and they'll probably get someone to check me over anyway. You probably need to be looked over as well, you two were fighting pretty hard. Are you okay?"

Looking slightly startled at the change in conversation, he looked the slight boy over, raising his eyebrow before grinning at him merrily.

"Nah, I'm fine. Didn't get here in time to do anything too serious."

Wondering at the ambiguity of that comment, the blonde was about to question him on it, but his new acquaintance redirected his attention, and next thing he knew they were standing outside a police station, having walked and chatted about absolutely nothing of any importance on the way.

Once he'd filled out the forms necessary to file a complaint, the young man was told to go and wait on a couch and that someone would be with him in a minute. Swallowing a sigh, he turned to the silent man behind him, about to ask him if he wanted to go grab a coffee or something, only to swallow the words as well when he saw nobody there.

Spinning in a quick circle, the blonde could spot his saviour no-where.

Figuring his generosity only lasted up to handing his 'charge' over to someone more capable of handling it, the young man shrugged and ignored the pang of hurt he felt. He hadn't even got his saviour's name.

I'm on a roll with these new fic ideas, but I don't know how long it will last, or how long they will turn out to be, so enjoy it while it lasts - I am! J

I love doing these unusual fics, where you never really know what is going on until the very end, and it all gets explained. I also LOVE dropping ambiguous hints along the way, which probably annoys you readers no end! Hehehe…

Anyway - normal thing; R&R please, and I will try to update, or at least continue it.

See ya again soon, oh, and thank you to everybody who writes - I know I don't say anything anymore, but it took me ages to type up responses to everyone, so I only do those I need to now. ;)