A/N: Hiya! I said I would get SOMETHING out on Wednesday, and this time, I actually did! But......sorry to disappoint ya, it's only a short (VERY short) interlude chapter just focusing on Relena. I'll explain more about her in later chapters, since this will turn out to be sort of an epic, so please take what little I have to offer! PLEASE! Oh, a few shout outs to the not-sure-if-she's-a-duck-angel-that-is-supposedly-angry! HIYA!! You know who you are....at least...I hope you do...Or else I'd look like a REALLY big psycho idiot who doesn't know what the hell she's talking about. I wouldn't want that to happen.....seriously.....I'm telling the truth....really I swear...What? You don't believe me?!
Intrigued By Innocence
Chapter 9
She didn't mean to. She didn't....
" Innocent one, why do you cry?"
" I am not innocent, I am everything you think I'm not."
" Innocent one, what ARE you then?"
" .....broken."
Relena slowly brought her tear soaked eyes to face azure. She gently lifted her hand, using all of her strength that she had left in her empty shell, and touched the face before her. Seeing that the person in front of her said nothing, she continued.
" Broken, confused, hurt, everything people fear to become."
The person was silent, and Relena slammed her fist down onto the cool marbule.
" Why is my life an endless circle! A game! A game in which I always have the losing hand!"
Again, the person replied with nothing.
" First, my mother and father, now Milliardo...Milliardo, my only family."
Relena glanced at the person, seeing azure sparkle with faint traces of tears.
" He never knew....he thought it was fate. He never knew it was me...me who decided fate."
Relena brought her hands to her face, covering everything she wished to hide.
" He never knew it was me....He never knew...
" I kept it hidden, contained it inside of me. I ignored it eating away at my heart. I ignored it pulsating in my thoughts. I kept the dark secrets hidden well...no one suspected me.
" I don't even have clear thoughts as to what happened to me that night. All I remember was her screams...My mother propped upon the wall, her pure white dress soaking to scarlet. And there was me...calling for her, trying to wake her up from what I thought was a nightmare. And then, I saw it. I saw the cold, shining metal held in my small hand. The knife that was also tinted a distinctive red. The same red transforming my mother's white dress.
" I remember I ran to outside, to the courtyard. I looked down onto my reflection in the deep waters of our pond, and whispered something even I can't remember. And there was a silent splash as the shiny knife sunk to the depths. I never could look at that pond again..."
Relena uncovered her hands and placed them calmly to her sides. The person merely waited for her to continue.
" So here I am...not knowing everything, yet knowing enough. I did something that night, something that cut Fate's thread for mother's future. I have never told anyone this, and I have never been able to be the same again.
" I have tried to block out, though. Yes, I have tried. But there will always be apart of my thoughts that are isolated. A part of me that is isolated..."
Relena slowly let her tear soaked eyes travel up the gothic mirror. The two azure orbs paused at her reflection. Her reflection stared back, waiting for her to continue their conversation.
A sound was heard, and the ingenue turned her eyes on another person in the looking glass. Another one besides her own. She glared at the reflection, as a thin, grim line appeared on her face.
" Quatre."
Quatre said nothing. Just stared back at her, contemplating whether she will ever escape her dark wonderland.
" Quatre, leave me be..."
And he did. He quietly exited the room with not so much as a shuffle of feet. She watched his double leave as well, noticing the worried glance he gave her.
" Innocent one, will you tell?"
Secrets will never be told. Darkness will stay contained. It shall not spread through her body. Dark secrets will stay inside...
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A/N: Oooookay! Glad to see ya so soon. REALLY soon actually, hehe. Sorry 'bout that! I promise to make it up to you!!....Seriously I will.....I promise.....I really do....no joke......c'mon, believe me!...How could you resist this face...scratch that...How could you resist this...uh...um....font! Wow, I'm such a loser!
~Harlequin