Lifes Sweet Lies Chapter 5 (Rated M)

[darklord22]

Chapter Five- Colors

Heero awoke quickly to the morning light shining in his eyes. He wasn?t in his room, instead sitting in a chair by an all too familiar bed, though the person in the bed wasn?t as familiar. Now that he had come to look at the girl in the bed as an individual instead of just a copy he realized he still had a lot to learn about her. That was something that would take time however.

Getting up he saw that the clock by the bed read nine in the morning, quite late for him to be waking up but still early enough, it was Christmas day after all. Heero immediately went to his room to shower and change. After that was done he picked up the small wrapped package that was lying on the desk in the room and went downstairs.

?Good morning agent Yuy.? Heero was promptly greeted by Mrs. Dorlan as he entered the main den where a Christmas tree was set up.

?Ma?am.? he returned the gesture as the set the package down.

?Would you like some coffee agent Yuy??

?I?ll pour a cup later ma?am.? Heero responded trying to be polite.

?Nonsense, you?re a guest in my household. Just take a seat and I?ll be right back. Pagan is busy cooking our lunch so the least I can do is pour you a cup of coffee.? The elder lady got up as she said this and disappeared into another room, returning a few minutes later with two steaming cups of black liquid in both hands. ?It seems that Relena won?t be down for a little while so why don?t you just take this time to relax and enjoy yourself.?

?Thank you ma?am.? Heero said as he took the offered cup and sat down. The coffee was nice, but the chance to sit back was even better.

?Tell me a little bit about yourself agent Yuy. Do you have a girlfriend?? the elder woman asked with a hint of curiosity.

?No ma?am.?

?How unbecoming for such a handsome young man as yourself. I would think you would have women flocking for you.? she said with a small grin on her face.

?I had one once.? he replied slowly.

?Well, what happened?? the elder lady prodded on.

?My line of work cut it short.? Heero replied in an absolute tone. Implying he didn?t want to talk about it. The last thing he wanted to talk about right now was Relena.
Mrs. Dorlan gave out a small chuckle. ?I can see you?re not the talkative type so I won?t bug you any longer with my questions. But let me say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for protecting my daughter.?

?Yes ma?am.? Heero said. His words not betraying the guilt he felt right now. ?Thank you for the coffee.? he said as he got up. ?There?s work that needs to be done.?

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Heero sat in the security room with a bottle of Jamison that he had purposefully packed for this trip. He had gone up to his room to get the bottle and the gift he had bought then went straight to the only room in the house where he was guaranteed privacy. It had been a long trip so far and Samantha still wasn?t up so he figure now would be the best time to calm his nerves for the day ahead. He retrieved a glass that he had put in the room when they had first arrived and poured a liberal amount into it. As he drank he savored the burning sensation of the alcohol going down his throat. He pounded back the glass like a shot letting his mind give in to the alcohols soothing effects. Then he sat back to think about everything that had happened till now.

His mind kept traveling back to Relena and the last time he had seen her. Her last moments alive before her head had been cut clean off along with his arm. He had been lucky that prosthetics had come as far as they had. His new arm feeling just like the one he had lost. But what haunted him the most in his thoughts was Samantha. Every time he looked at her the only thing he saw was Relena. Was that why he had despiser her so? Why it pained him so much to look at her? It was the only reason he could come up with.

Just as he began to sink deeper into his thoughts of nihilistic despair the door opened and in walked the very cause of his torments. But just as she had been the cause of his torments she was also the source of his rejuvenation as the instant he laid eyes on her his dark spirit slowly began to lift. He had come to learn that Samantha was a truly kind person and after the other night had grown a great deal of respect for her. So seeing her walk through the door of the security room, still clad in a night gown, was a refreshing sight form the dark thoughts he had just been having.

?What are you doing all alone in here Heero?? she asked before noticing the bottle of whisky sitting on the desk. ?It?s Christmas Heero, a time for happiness. So why don?t you put that away and cheer up a little.?

Heero said nothing, only standing up. He did however comply with her request by putting the glass and the bottle away in one of the drawers.

?Good. Now then I have something for you Heero.? It was then that he noticed a plain white envelope that she had been carrying in her left hand. ?I didn?t know what to get you as a gift so I kind of took the easy way out but here you go.? she said as she handed him the envelope. ?Merry Christmas Heero.?

He accepted the envelope then opened it. Inside was a gift card to the gun store they had visited the previous day.

?I figured since you are always using guns there must be something that you would be able to buy at the gun store so I put five hundred dollars on there for you.?

?Thank you.? Heero said, trying his best to sound polite. He picked up the gift wrapped box from the desk and handed it to her. ?This is for you?.merry Christmas.?

?Oh thank you Heero.? she said as she took the box from his hands. She carefully opened the wrapping paper as if it were of extreme value and importance. She then opened the box and took a sharp breath. When she finally looked up Heero could see tears forming in her eyes and without thinking put his hand up to wipe them away.

Samantha threw her arms around him in a tight embrace. ?Thank you Heero. This is the first Christmas I?ve had since my parents died.? She then looked him in the eye and moved her mouth to his in a loving and tender kiss which was returned after the initial surprise.