To Honor and Protect

by the Black Rose

Revised version. Winner of the Eternal Flame Non-Hentai Fanfiction contest.

I do not own Gundam Wing. This fan fiction has no commercial value and I am not making any kind of profit or income off of this.  

Chapter 1 

She found him sitting at the desk in his office, unusual for the late hour of day. She entered, her face calm, but resolute, and closed the door. “Milliardo, I have decided,” Relena began, “to accept the proposal.”

He looked up at her, sadness etched upon his normally smooth, pale countenance. “I’m sorry it has to be this way, Relena.” He got up from his desk and walked over to her, then gathered her up in his arms. As he hugged her to him, he asked, “But are you sure this is what you want?”

She pulled away and turned from him; she couldn’t let him see her cry. “I want peace. This is the only way that we can avert war. It is what I must do, for the people.” With that, she left the office, softly closing the door behind her.

Milliardo closed his eyes, and hung his head in defeat. His heart suddenly felt heavy and filled with remorse. “She is only twenty years old. It is unfair that she must carry such a large burden….” Reluctantly, he called up a connection on the videophone. A frail gentleman with large green eyes and white hair appeared. “The Colonial Convention accepted the terms of the treaty with the Cinq Kingdom. Is the Cinq Kingdom able to fulfill their part of the agreement?”  

“Yes. Relena has consented to the marriage contract with your grandson. The wedding shall take place within the month.”  

Relena stood silently overlooking the well-lit garden behind the house from the balcony outside her room. Her face was upturned, as if looking up at the stars. But she saw only emptiness in the night sky. In her arms was a well-worn teddy bear with a faded red ribbon.

As she hugged the bear tighter, her thoughts couldn’t help but wander to the man who had given it to her so long ago. So long ago... She reemphasized to herself with a terrible sense of longing clutching at her heart. Suddenly, her mask broke, and a look of anguish and hurt seized control of her usually serene blue eyes. Her legs gave out as sobs racked her entire body.

Noin watched this scene from the doorway of Relena’s room. Her heart broke for the young girl, as she silently closed the door and walked down the hallway.  

The videophone conversation was coming to a close. “We will begin preparations for your arrival, Ambassador Quincy,” Milliardo said.

“Very good. When will the announcement be made?”

“First thing in the morning.”

“The Colonial Senate will be pleased. Thank you.”

At his large estate on the L1 Colony, Ambassador Quincy slowly let out a sigh of relief as he clicked off the videophone connection. “War will be averted again. Thank God.”  

Back in the Cinq Kingdom, Milliardo was having similar thoughts as the Ambassador faded from view.

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Somewhere….

A figure steeped in dark shadows watched on his laptop as a man with long platinum blond hair and ice-blue eyes said good-bye to an elderly man with piercing green eyes and a shock of white hair. As their images faded, a window popped up onscreen blazing “Connection Lost” in large red letters. The figure clicked the laptop closed, and was bathed, once again, in darkness.