Shades of Morning: Kissing a Soldier 1/2 [PG-13]

[Alilamba]

Yay! My CoL pledge! This has got me back to writing just a ton of stuff, soooo...yes. Goodbye hiatus? Anyway, enjoy~!

SHADES OF MORNING: KISSING A SOLDIER
(part one)
By AliLamba
AN: Ehhhh?slight (?) OOC for all characters. This title I am reusing this title from an old website of mine, and title proceeds go to Reveena OathBlood, though I have no idea what happened to her.
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The spacious, overly (spray on) tan shoulders stretched against his spandexy shirt, and his burly hands pawed at the side of her head. Her face was pushed against his, their lips connected with gluing passion. Her tongue, her sweet tongue, slipped inside his mouth, and he couldn?t keep his boisterous trouser snake at bay. The hand at her head clutched her silky, perfectly coifed blonde hair desperately, and by the next frame he was naked from the waist up, carrying her 108.5-lb form to?the bedroom.

Relena?s mouth went dry.

Squirming self-consciously in her seat, and hoping the dark movie theater lighting would mask her furtive movements, Relena turned her head as slowly as she could to look at the person sitting two rows behind her.
Heero Yuy was sitting ramrod straight, as usual, his arms folded tightly over his chest. His dark blue eyes were staring straight ahead, unblinking, and Relena almost sighed out of cool relief.

But then she noticed the glazed look to his now apparently vacant expression, and she nearly fell over.

Was he seriously?sleeping??

Of course, when she had announced that she wanted to see this particular movie this particular afternoon, her faithful bodyguard had said and expressed nothing. But in the nearly six years that she had known Heero Yuy, she had finally started to pick up on the littlest things that gave him away.

Relena had secretly enjoyed the way his tight, balled-up fists had clumsily worked themselves around the steering wheel of her car.

With a reserved smile Relena turned back to the screen, where the doomed couple was now confessing sweet nothings to each other on their shared pillow.

The smile turned into a sad sigh at the sight of the image of the secret I love you(s), of the kisses on the forehead(s). At the ripe old age of 21, Relena had never had a serious boyfriend, and was not remotely close to marriage. She had only been kissed once in her life, and the second it was over, the kisser had left immediately, not to be heard of for another two years, when he would come back and suddenly be completely aloof and choose to be her silent, grumbling body guard who still refused to acknowledge her as female, even when she was still giving him her best smiles and even once (when massively drunk her 18th birthday) showed him her thigh!

Relena felt herself huffing and tried to stop her running thoughts. Sure, her raging hormones for Heero had faded, and she wasn?t blindly in love with him as she had been during the war.

Heero didn?t mean to have kissed her, she was sure of it by now, but whenever she was able to focus yet again on her rather complete lack of a love life, it was hard not to dwell over the few romantic instances of her very brief existence.

During a sporadic lull on the screen, Relena could?ve sworn she heard the sounds of light snoring.

With a quick flick of her wrist Relena noticed the time, and with short calculations noted that this train wreck of a film wouldn?t be finished for another hour. As her only day off for the next two weeks, Relena decided that the last thing she wanted was a sappy romantic drama mocking her.

Grabbing her light jacket off the seat next to her, Relena made her way towards the theater exit, not at all surprised that by the time her hand was on the door she could hear the achingly handsome man?s steps behind her.


***


??So you see, Representative, there just isn?t enough in this semester?s budget??

The creases in Relena?s brow furrowed ever so slightly, the natural smoothness of her forehead marred with the effect. While the Representative of the L-4 colony was usually a patient, genial man, she was finding him more than troublesome in the issue of his colony?s sporting facilities. Throughout her political career she had developed certain pet peeves, and being cut-off certainly ranked near the top two on her list.

?Minister, I cannot seemingly set aside the sum you are requesting during this semester, especially,? Relena spoke with an emphasis as the Minister tried to over-speak her again, ?Especially when we have already decided to allocate much of this year?s spending to the health benefits and living expenses of the underprivileged.?

The Representative huffed over himself, coughing heartily as he grudgingly agreed with the Foreign Minister.

By the time Relena had terminated the conference call, she felt decisively drained for the day being only half over. As she leaned back in her plush chair, her eyes swept closed of their own accord.

The mounds of paperwork on her desk were barred from her mind, as was the annoyingly persistent monitor that connecter her desk to her secretary?s. Without having to verify the hour, she knew that the rest of her would-be pleasant afternoon this day in mid-June would be spent on a working lunch and budgetary meetings to last out the hours.

It didn?t help matters that she had heard around the so-called ?water cooler?, that Dorothy Catalonia was in town. Which meant only trouble. In fact, the Foreign Minister counted her blessings that she hadn?t heard from the blonde-bomb-shell thus far. If there was anything she enjoyed most of her days, Relena mused sarcastically, it was listening to Dorothy boast about her sexual conquests of the male gender, and wasting a thousand credits and more buying shoes that would end up at the back of her closet.

A buzzer sounded on her desk, and the groan was deep in her slender throat at the thought of more work to ruin this perfect afternoon. Relena leaned forward, her hand poised above the answering button of her closed pa system, when the door suddenly flew open with a

BANG.

Before Relena?s mind could fully account for the unexpected excitement, a flurry of tall, slender, stunningly-gorgeous woman had strode in, her hips swaying confidently in a designer second-skin skirt.

A woman Relena recognized as her subdued secretary scampered at her heels.

Oh lord, the devil had heard her thoughts.

Dorothy Catalonia.

?No, you just don?t understand,? she was saying into a cell phone, a careless hand waving off the slight, mousy woman that hovered behind her. Without sparing Relena a glance she plopped graciously into an armchair at the front of the Foreign Minister?s desk, sweeping one molded thigh over the other as she held the small portable to her face. ?You know what? I?ll have to call you back,? she voiced into the receiver, and over the glossy, platinum blonde head Relena gave a tired look to her secretary, shrugging her shoulders limply.

The older woman frowned and headed out the door.

A snap of hard plastic brought Relena?s attention back to the woman before her, and it was all she could do to muster a smile in the face of Dorothy?s gleaming white teeth.

?Miss Relena!? Dorothy cooed, perfectly at ease with her surroundings, ?Oh, Miss Relena, it?s been too long.?

Relena nodded her head in silent consent, while she mentally reviewed the last time she had been paid a visit, not a month and a half ago.

Relena would have preferred another year to wait.

?Now, before you give me any excuses, you must join me for lunch,? Dorothy said, returning her small, fashionable phone to her purse, ?I know an absolutely charming place not too far from here, and I am dying to try it out.?

Relena opened her mouth to protest, but Dorothy was already standing, taking a look at her fashionably small wristwatch. ?Ah-ah-ah,? she tutted, motioning Relena to stand, ?Come now, Miss Relena, there are things I am dying to tell you.?


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Dorothy?s shrill laughter cut through the restaurant ambiance and, once again, drew several frowning looks from fellow patrons. Relena was training herself to ignore them as she tried to recall, once again, exactly what was so funny.

?Well,? Dorothy calmed herself, turning back to her salad, ?His was indeed that small, anyway.? Dorothy?s gleaming pale blue eyes bore into Relena?s, and the shorter woman was able to muster a stilted smile in return. With a small pause in conversation as Dorothy?s gaze drifted around the small establishment, and Relena pushed her fork through her own salad.

?So, Dorothy,? Relena offered, drawing the other woman?s attention back to the table and not to giving fellow diners demeaning stares, ?What brings you to this town??

The platinum blonde?s eyes twinkled.

?Well, David?s here on some wine-tasting stint, so I thought I would get some shopping in. Don?t worry,? she added, misinterpreting Relena?s horror-stricken face, ?Your secretary told me how busy you were today.?

Relena coughed into her napkin and thanked every god there was that she would be spared a shopping trip with Dorothy, ?Uh, who? is this David again??

Dorothy glanced past Relena again, eyeing a handsome waiter as he passed their table for the umpteenth time that brief lunch. Relena was beginning to suspect that he had no business traveling from one end of the building to the other apart from staring at the brighter blonde.

?Oh, he?s no one special, really. Are they ever?? Dorothy burst into loud laughter again, and Relena?s teeth clenched, ?He?s only slightly wealthy, you know. I doubt I would have stayed with him this long if it weren?t for his rather impressive,? she sighed contentedly, ?beef baronet.?

Dorothy had returned to her own salad, glowing with mirth, when she caught Relena?s unmasked perplexity. Oh, had she used a too-trendy bit of slang?

?You know, his lap taffy??

Again, a look of confusion pierced Relena?s brow.

?His pork sword.?

Nope.

?His pocket rocket??

Nothing.

?Beaver cleaver??

?Bishop.?

?Wedding tackle??

?Oh, for crying out loud,? Dorothy put down her fork, frustrated once again with the utter backwardness of the political scene, ?his penis.?

Relena jumped in her seat, and the bright crimson that flooded her cheeks was completely unmistakable.

Dorothy, noticing the other woman?s suddenly bashful exterior, blinked. She blinked again. And then, flinging her head back, she released the most uproarious laughter she could ever remember.

?Oh, Miss Relena!? she gasped, wiping tears from her eyes. ?Don?t tell me you?re still,? she burst out in mirth again even when she lowered her voice to a stage whisper, ?still, a virgin?!? Dorothy?s laughter echoed off the walls, and Relena stared with all her might into the mixed greens adorning her plate.

Her face nearly burned scarlet.

?I?I don?t know why that?s relevant, Dorothy,? Relena murmured, her voice as flat and hard as stone. The other woman?s laughter ebbed to the point of deep sighs, and she eventually coughed daintily and turned away. The moment of silence was too small.

?Miss Relena,? Dorothy started, putting her hand on the table towards the Foreign Minister, ?I am deeply sorry, I hadn?t meant to be rude.? Relena forced herself not to roll her eyes. ?But come now, you must be joking.?
Relena wished she would disappear. Well?she wasn?t quite sure if she would rather be the one to go.

?Oh??oh.? Dorothy looked pained and awkward for a moment, staring down her nose at the shorter woman, before her face erupted with glee.

?Miss Relena, you don?t understand what you?re missing!? she whispered loudly, ?Honestly, the control you could wield on the male species! You must come out of your shell, Miss Relena.? The Foreign Minister was all too aware of Miss Dorothy?s (former?) pension for her brother, and kept her mouth still.

?There must be one male in your life worth the effort, right??

The words flew from Relena?s lips.

?What, Heero??

Dorothy, having just put a rather large piece of lettuce in her mouth, began to choke.

Tears pooled at the corner of her mind she reached for her water. It was a long moment before her glass clinked again on the table, and Dorothy?s incredulous eyes turned on the Foreign Minister.

?Miss Relena, you cannot possibly mean?the Heero Yuy?? He is still in your service???

Relena returned to her salad with relish, not wanting to answer that surely loaded question. Dorothy?s eyes drifted as the same waiter drifted past their table again, and mid-look, her pale blue orbs nearly burst from their sockets.

Following Dorothy?s shocked and appalled gaze, Relena turned half in her chair to see that same popular waiter turn from a table, after depositing a fresh glass of ice tea.

Oh?my?lord.

Heero Yuy, masked only by a very bushy mustache that certainly hadn?t been there four hours before, caught Relena?s astounded eye.

The man, seeing the recognition on her face, stuck his chin only farther into the air, and strode off towards the kitchen with an effort in his step.
Suffering a defeated sigh, Relena turned back to her company...and froze.

Dorothy was staring at her, the cat-like gleam in her eye more devilishly mischievous than Relena had seen, even at the most deadly heights of the war.

Relena gulped.

?Miss Relena?I believe I have the solutions to all your problems.?


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It had been a long day.

Her lunch with Dorothy had turned into a two-hour tirade, followed with an hour of shopping at Pleasure State, buying nether clothes Relena was sure would join the shoeboxes.

Shimmying out of her dress until she was only in her lingerie and sheer camisole, Relena caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror across the room. What was the big deal with all these men folk, anyway? I mean, it really couldn?t be so hard to wrap one around ones?well, one of the fingers (she had already forgotten which).

She was attractive, right? Alluring? Sensual?

Relena turned towards the mirror, looking over herself. Not one to really care much about her outward appearance, she noted mildly that she hadn?t really gained any weight lately, and that she indeed had breasts. That should equal immediate appeal, right?

But Dorothy?s presence today was making her insecure. Staring at the male in her life through the small window separating her portion of her private limo with Heero?s, she had noticed how his eyes were completely focused on the road ahead, per usual. What was there to it? She was a female, correct? A young female? With breasts?

Forcing her limbs to ?saunter?, she maneuvered her way over to the mirror, making sure to have one arm hitched on her waist and the other dangling free. Just a little practice and she could do it?tonight, even!

?Heero,? Relena muttered, forcing her voice lower until she was nearly grunting, ?I notice that you?have an erection.?

She nodded seductively into the mirror at the invisible image of Heero, and thought herself pretty good.

?That probably means that you want to have sexual intercourse with me,? Relena batted her eyelashes furiously, leaning forward towards the plane of glass.

?Well?? Relena grunted, ?well?I thought you?d like to know that my vaginal area is really hot. I was thinking we should be naked right now.?

Relena?s exposure broke, and she brought her hands to her face. What am I thinking? She said to herself, frustrated, I can?t seduce Heero Yuy!

Unceremoniously plopping down on the edge of the bed, Relena barely heard the knock on the door in the barest recess of her mind. Her brow was furrowed in thought, her lower lip kept hold in her mouth.

?Come in,? she murmured, half in her own thoughts.

?I thought I heard a male voic??

Relena?s head had barely turned toward Heero?s when she caught his expression. Wide-eyed, frozen mid-step, he was staring at her as if she had sprouted a third leg.

And then she glimpsed herself in the mirror, all bare skin and negligee.
And screamed.

?AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?

Heero jumped at the sound of her voice.

Springing to immediate action, he kicked the door shut with his foot and lunged to the Foreign Minister, slamming her into his body and clamping a hand over her mouth.

Relena screamed louder.

?Relena!? he grunted, tightening his grasp, ?It?s me!?

?I know it?s you!? Relena gasped, cutting her shriek mid-decibel.
He felt the pulse of her neck slow, and his muscles slacked in response. His hand dropped to his side and he stepped away.

What he didn?t count on, what he was sure couldn?t have happened between their combined grace and agility, was Relena?s foot catching on his ankle.

Relena?s arms thrashed through the air, sending one fist sailing into his jaw.

Heero had just enough time to feel the pain before Relena?s arms flung around his neck, dragging the both of them tumbling backwards in a mass of flailing limbs.

Onto?the bed.

Relena landed with an ?umph?, cringing as Heero?s weight slammed down upon her body with a similar sound. Her arms held him to her chest as if with rigor mortis, and in all fairness, she felt as if she could die.
Until she felt the slight swell against her stomach, and heard Heero?s deep, labored breathing.

Relena sucked in a gasp.

?He-Heero?? she whispered.

A grunt was her reply.

He moved against her body, his thigh sliding against hers as he moved to prop himself over her on the bed.

The skin of her neck smoothed as she swallowed the excess water pooling in her mouth.

His hair was hanging over his face, the mess of dark brown locks only barely shading the almost black hue of his eyes. His jaw was taught, his lips tight, and under his steady gaze she felt her heart beat two fold. A delicious coil twisted in her stomach, making her skin hum with warmth.
And then, before she could remember her name, his head had dipped, and his lips had touched hers.

Relena couldn?t bring herself to open her eyes to the shock. His mouth was warm, holding to hers and keeping her breath. Her hand went slack and dragged along his shoulder, feeling the taut muscles of his arm tighten under her palm.

Heero?s long fingers tangled in her hair, cradling the back of her neck and pressing her mouth as his own slipped open.

Heero swallowed her gasp, smoothing her unyielding mouth with his tongue until she was pressing her own tongue against his. The coil of her abdomen tightened, sending a slow, hot throb of need through her body.
His hand smoothed down the length of her body, finding only pause to rub the silken skin of her upper thigh. His erection strained against his clothing when she arched herself against his chest, sliding their lips together and thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

His arm went instinctually around her small waist, pressing her stomach against the bulge of his pulsing erection as searing need drove through his veins.

Their mouths slipped apart for the briefest second, and his breath left his lungs in a rush.

?Relena? ?

The sound of his own voice met his ears with his mouth poised above the skin of her neck.

It snapped his eyes open wide.

Under the pads of Relena?s fingers, his back stiffened.

And as quickly as he had come Heero was up, scrambling from the bed in staggered, misplaced steps.

Relena shot up, her tousled hair jumping around her shoulders.

?Heero?? her voice was cautious, and in a second she was up from the bed.

A stray stiletto met his foot and Heero stumbled in his effort to back away from the woman he had just been holding in his arms, pressing kisses to in a frenzied sort of passion.

Given another ten minutes?

Relena took slow steps towards him, concern contorting her face.
Heero?s face was twisted and turning purple. He backed into the door.

?Uh,? he managed to mutter, his hand grasping for the knob, ?Area?secure.?

And with that he flew into the hallway, slamming the door in his wake.
Relena, jaw dropped, ran after him into the hall. But no matter how hard she stared into the shadows, her faithful body guard was nowhere to be seen.

With a frown Relena returned to the recesses of her room, taking effort to close the door with her brow furrowed in thought. The door clicked shut and she turned her back against it, leaning, anguished, against the wooden barrier.

A political gleam touched her eyes.

All right, Heero Yuy. A cat-like grin stretched her lips, and she raised her fingers in an imaginary gun, aiming it at her imaginary bodyguard.

Target in sight.


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Thanks for reading!

[lildragonfly]

hope the second part will come out soon

[sinistergothvenus]

lol.... oh no the Perfect Soldier wimped out .....lol.

Cute story. Can't wait for the next chapter.

[takisha16]

jajjajajaj
I can't believe what Relena had actually planned on saying to Heero to seduce
him?!
Oh welll...she's on her way now!
Poor Heero, I bet he must have probably freaked out!
Dorothy is such as awesome character, although I always picture her with
Quatre not some random guys! But she sure is a seductive vixen!
Awesome start!
Keep it up!

[perfectpeach]

strangely, the dorothy here is very much what i imagined her to grow up like...

Good stuff mate!

[lilac310]

I love the scene where Dorothy mentioned different versions of calling a member....that was hilarious...I never even knew those terms existed..did you just coin them in?

this is funny...can't wait to find out what Relena's gonna do about it....