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Hands by Oedipus Tex (PG)
Fandon: GUNDAM WING (fandom summary)
Pairing: N/A
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Fanfiction.Net
Why this must be read: Because I love seeing the gundam pilots through ordinary people's eyes. Or in this case, just one gundam pilot. A couple of years after the war, Heero is reunited with his birth family. The story is told through the eyes of his younger sister. Hands works because its characters are so perfectly believable. It would be difficult to integrate a child back into a family after fifteen years under any circumstances; when that child is someone like Heero...
My brother is a Gundam pilot. I know, I know, what I should say is that my brother was a Gundam pilot, but once you ever saw to way he prowls into a room, upright and with his shoulders thrust so far back that you thought his back curved the wrong way, you’d see what I mean. Even if he never fought another war again, he’d still be a Gundam pilot, present tense, as though he could, at any moment, go down into the basement and come up again with Wing Zero, to save the world again.
Hands
Pairing: N/A
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Fanfiction.Net
Why this must be read: Because I love seeing the gundam pilots through ordinary people's eyes. Or in this case, just one gundam pilot. A couple of years after the war, Heero is reunited with his birth family. The story is told through the eyes of his younger sister. Hands works because its characters are so perfectly believable. It would be difficult to integrate a child back into a family after fifteen years under any circumstances; when that child is someone like Heero...
My brother is a Gundam pilot. I know, I know, what I should say is that my brother was a Gundam pilot, but once you ever saw to way he prowls into a room, upright and with his shoulders thrust so far back that you thought his back curved the wrong way, you’d see what I mean. Even if he never fought another war again, he’d still be a Gundam pilot, present tense, as though he could, at any moment, go down into the basement and come up again with Wing Zero, to save the world again.
Hands
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