Dark Side chap Three

[Sissi]

A/N: Sorry it took this long! Anyway, in this chapter, Trowa will be a little OOC, for his going to start talking about his feelings. I just thought that, after three years, people change, right? Anyway, all I can say here is, have fun! By the way, angeldreams, you are the best! Thanks for beta-reading this.

Sissi

Chapter Three : Hope and emptiness

Derek was sitting on his chair, drinking a cup of whisky when his Richard appeared on the door.

“Derek, doctor Stevenson is here.”

“Hmm, what a wonderful piece of news! Bring him here, my friend. After that, could you please leave us alone?”

“But Derek...”

“Why don’t you assist our beautiful hostage? She must be feeling very lonely right now.”

“...if it is your desire...” And Richard left the room. Some time later, he came back with an old man in his late fifties. He had white hair and a big moustache. His eyes were shining dangerously. Derek found him amusing and danderous. Interesting, he thought. Richard closed the door and left both men to themselves.

“So, you are the famous doctor and scientist Stevenson.”

“Yes, so how can I help you sir?” asked maliciously the doctor. Derek simply smiled and replied in his cold tone, “Well, well, well, you are quite the direct person, huh? I’ve heard about your last research about memories and how they can affect one’s personality. Is it true that you can change one’s memories? For good?”

“Why, yes. But, I can do much more about it. I can simply delete all the memories of a person and this person would be clueless about his past. An easy way to deal with traitors and hostages. All I need is time and...money, to make it simple.”

“I do know someone who is interested in this. This person wants you to change one’s memories to make one loyal to her, obeying every order. What do you say?”

“With enough money, workers and time, everything is possible.”

“How long would it take?”

“Maybe a week, maybe a fortnight, it all depends on the...supporter’s needs and incentivation.”

Derek looked at the doctor who simply kept smiling and waiting for an answer. He slowly stood up, followed by the doctor, and then both shook hands. The deal was done. Relena’s future was settled. The angel would soon fall from heaven. Derek would get his wish granted.

“Would you like some tea or would you rather see your new laboratory?”

The other man grinned.

* * *

“Here, eat it up quickly.” Commanded the guard. Relena simply stared at the plate of food and the glass of water. No, she wouldn’t eat nor drink. She wanted answers at that moment, just as who had kidnapped her, where she was and first of all, why she was there.

The guard lost his patience and was already taking the food away when he was stopped by a young man. Relena noticed this and watched carefully who this new stranger was. He was a handsome young man, but what called her attention were his gray eyes. They were so cold, but differently from Heero’s, they showed emotions.

“You’d rather eat.” He said . He put the plate on the floor. The guard was watching the entire scene silently.

“No.” Replied a proud Relena. She could be their hostage but still, she was the vice foreign minister and she wouldn’t be submitted by the enemy. Suddenly, the image of Wufei appeared in her mind. She smiled wistfully. Would Wufei be proud of her at this moment?

“Eat.”

“No.”

The young man sighed in exasperation and took the plate away, handing it to the guard and sending him away. Relena felt shivers running down her spine. She was alone with him. What could he do to her? As if sensing her fear, the stranger showed his empty hands to her, just as a way to tell her without words that he wouldn’t harm her. At least, not physically.

“So, you are the vice foreign minister, and the former queen of the world.”

“...So?” she asked defiantly. The man grinned and arched an eyebrow. “I’ve never met you personally.” She blushed despite her fear.

“Well, I can’t say I’m pleased to meet you right now.”

“That’s what I thought you’d say. Anyway, I’m still your enemy so don’t think I’d ever help you to get out of here.”

“I’d never have thought of that” she told him sarcastically. She knew her hands were trembling but still, she’d rather die like that than betray her friends and her feelings.

The man opened the door of the room and he left the dark room. She could hear his shoes tip-tapping the floor. She closed her eyes and let her breathing get even. Slowly she lifted her head to the ceiling and stared at nothing. She didn’t want to think about the present or what could happen to her if her friends didn’t reach her in time. All she wanted was oblivion.

Sleep claimed her once again.

* * *

All the gundam pilots had arrived at Colonel Une’s office. She was reading through some papers when she sighed and stood up from the chair, walking to the window and started to observe the city. Without turning her face to the others, she quietly told them the orders they ought to follow.

“Quatre, you won’t be able to join us. You will have to substitute Relena in all her scheduled meetings. We cannot allow the colonies and the Earth to know about the kidnap of the vice foreign minister. Duo Maxwell, you will work with Wufei and I am ordering you to behave yourself. No comments to the press. Understood?”

Duo gulped and nodded his head.

“Finally, Trowa and Heero will be working together to find out about Miss Relena’s location and about the organization that has kidnapped her.”

“I’m sorry Colonel Une, but I won’t be able to accomplish your orders.”

Colonel Une turned her head and scrutinized Trowa. Trowa simply remained calm and cool, showing no emtions. He wasn’t even blinking.

“May I inquire the reason?”

“Personal.”

Quatre watched in silence this scene. Duo’s mouth was hanging open, he just couldn’t believe it! Wufei was simply waiting for Une’s next move, while Heero tried to see through Trowa’s strange behaviour. It passed some minutes till someone broke the silence.

“I can work alone. I don’t need anybody.” And Heero left the office.

“And I thought he was getting better...” Duo shrugged but stayed where he was.

“Very well. Barton, leave this office and stay in the quarters. I’ll see what your mission will be.”

“Understood.” And Trowa also left the room. Quatre was very anxious to follow his friend and when he received a positive sign from Une, he ran after his friend.

“Okay, so Wuffie, let’s go!”

“Hn, Don’t call me that, baka.” Was all he replied. Une shook her head. Why was it so hard to work with the gundam pilots?

* * *

“Trowa, wait!” Quatre yelled, but Trowa just kept walking. Quatre had to rush up to reach his friend and pull him back. Trowa’s eyes were darker than usual and his face was more stoic then ever.

“Trowa...”

“I can’t work with him.”

“Because of her?”

“...”

Quatre put his hand oh his friend’s shoulder, trying to comfort him. After all, he was the first gundam pilot he had met in the war. He could still remember when they had played that song together at his mansion so long ago.

“Two weeks before she was kidnapped, she went to L3, to the circus. She watched all the numbers and when the show was over, she came to me. She was vey happy. It was the first time she went to a circus. Then, all of a sudden, she started to cry. She told me that she still loved Heero and she would wait for him forever. That was when I knew for sure that I’d never have a place in her heart. At least, not the one where she keeps Heero.”

“Trowa...I...”

“At that moment, I wanted so much to be in Heero’s place. Heero’s such a lucky guy for having her love and look what he’s done! He’s broken her heart and now, she may even be dead!” he shouted. Tears were glistening in his eyes, but they refused to stream down in his face. Quatre watched in concern his friend, knowing that he could do nothing.

“I know Trowa, but you can’t be sure if she will ever stop loving Heero or not. After all, he was or is her first love and because of that, everything seems bigger, more meaningful.”

“No, I’m sure about it...”

“Look, She may love Heero passionately, but this passion will soon pass away. To stay with someone, to love someone forever, it must be a calmer love, a more gentle one, not such an impulsive one she feels for him, so don’t give up.”

Trowa listened to his friend and when Quatre told him this last statement, a slight sparkle of hope started to blossom in his heat. After wiping away his tears, he gave Quatre a small smile and headed back to the Preventer’s headquarters.

* * *

Heero punched the table of his bedroom. The laptop was lying on his bed, the screen on. He hadn’t found anything. He had already been searching everything and still, there was nothing meaningful except for the fact that the e-meil he had received was from the Sanc Palace, where Relena worked.

‘Okay, where should I start? Where?!’ he yelled in his mind. His head was in a turmoil. No, he had to stay calm, but the idea of Relena in the hands of a merciless enemy was too frightening for him. It was a nightmare. He had let her years before just because he believed he was a threat to her. And now, she was gone.

He punched again the table and let his body slip to the floor. He grabbed his head and stayed like that for hours. Then, he gingerly stood up and grabbed the phone. He dialed the some numbers and waited for the person on the other line to answer.

“Preventer’s headquarters.”

“I need to talk to Colonel Une.”

“Who’s asking this?”

“Preventer Heero Yuy.”

The voice on the other line talked to someone and then redirected the call to Une.

“Heero.”

“I need all the tapes that were recording the Sanc Palace on May 17 th.”

“Understood. Where are you?”

“My place.”

“The tapes will be immediately sent to you. They will arrive in fifteen minutes.”

“Hn” and he hanged the phone. All he had to do now was wait.

Soon enough, the tapes arrived. He quickly examined them and grabbed one randomlessly and inserted it in his video machine. As soon as he pressed the bottom play, the image of Relena appeared on the screen. He watched in awe all her beauty and confidence. Getting near the screen, he gently traced her face with his index finger, trying somehow to feel her smooth skin.

“...I’m sorry, Relena...”