Sea of Stars Chapter 1-2 by Trekkiexb5

[trekkiexb5]

"Sea of Stars"

A Gundam Wing Story
by Trekkiexb5


Category: Drama, Romance
Couples: 1xR, 2xH--the normal match-ups
Rating: R for language. Heero has a potty mouth and so does Zechs. It's a bit lime-y in parts, too.
Caution: part of this story is about rape, though it is really never described in detail.
Posting: I'm posting at fanfiction.net and here at Blissful Ignorance, but anyone can post it, as long as my name stays attached. AND you write me and tell me how bad (or good) it was. My address is: trekkiexb5@hotmail.com or send me a message.
Summary: Relena told him to get a life, so he did, of sorts. Now, it?s her turn. But the past often shows it's ugly head at the worst of times. Are they ready to handle a past when they are just getting grips with the Present?

Dedication: To Athena and David; deppers from heck and my reason for sanity during a troubling time. And putting up with me and reading all my stories. To Noah, my beloved Beta, who understands the term "Constructive Criticism" and thinks it is "so cool" I know as much about comic books as he does. To Derek Wildstar; without him, I would have never watched Gundam Wing. And finally, to fools who showed me a Ranma 1/2 tape, (not to mention X-Files tapes) in Spain not realizing what kind of monster they created. Thanks Guys, I?m now a lot poorer, but 200+ anime tapes and DVDs richer.

Special thanks to stephy and melodrama, for their help and encouragement to have it posted on Blissful Ignorance. And for all my reviews so far: GoldenRat, pushpitake, Ladybug, Stardragon8, Symee-sama, swt zbytchy bebz. And especially to Hououza, my first "victim" of the author's notes and Yawning, another bored single anime fan. Thanks, all.

Gundam Wing isn't mine. If it was, you would be watching this, not reading it.

Author's notes: You can skip this if (a) you have no patience, (b) You think the author's opinion should have no relevance on the story or (c) you don't want anything to give away the story. Go ahead and read the story, now. I'm waiting.

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Ok, now that the unwanted crowd has left, I can expound on my reasons the story is written the way it is.

I have tried to stay as close to the show/movie/manga as possible. The possible exception being is Zechs and Noin on Earth. There isn't a lot of Mobile Suit battles, however there are lots of tense scenes of danger. And, of course, the obligatory rescue of Relena. After all, it wouldn?t be Gundam Wing without it.

This story has lots of OoC. Actually, it really isn't OoC, it is the fact the characters are older and (hopefully) a little wiser. No, I don't dislike Zechs. I needed a springboard and him acting like a overbearing, over concerned brother was too perfect. He redeems himself later. I like Zechs.

I do hate the "happy ever after" ending to the show. Real life wouldn't end like that. I wanted to show that getting to that ending was a lot harder than what the show depicted. No Gundams my butt!! First of all, Zechs didn?t destroy his; and 2; Wing Zero was only partially destroyed. Remember, it was rebuilt when Heero tried to self-destruct it. Also, the Manga and "Endless Waltz" left a lot to the imagination and was ultimately unsatisfying to this fan.

Also, I don't have a problem with same-sex relationships. Several of the characters that I have created for this story are same-sex. I just don't think Heero and Duo have that kind of relationship. Looking at the episodes, Heero?s emotional (and in part, sexual) growth is out of his reactions with Relena. And the show's creator went out of the way to introduce a character that wasn't really necessary (but cool!) to the plotline: Hilde, for Duo. It was obvious that the creators did not want you get the idea of a relationship between the two pilots. Trowa and Quartre, a different story. Both are shown with SISTERS, but no other females. Though Quartre's religion would shun homosexuality.

Like all people, Heero does have a past, even though he may not know it. He also has emotions, a truly uncaring "machine" would not save Relena and would have killed off Duo along time ago! So this is my theory of what happened next.

Ok, why the story, then? Funny you asked.

Here are six kids, at the start of emotional and sexual maturity, forced to put normal (as they see it) lives aside and deal with a world that the adults screwed up. As much I like a little romance with my mecha, in this case it was justified NOT to have it as part of the plotline. There was no time for them to rub noses with anyone. However, after Endless Waltz, They could all hang up their war machines and live like the rest of us. But they are not like the rest of us, and haven't been for some time. This is the story of the most extraordinary of the group, Heero and Relena.

Not because of their relationship, anybody can (and have) write mushy fluff up and down the rating scale. I am trying to explore the reactions between the two, as they try to grow up after they have grown up. Does that make sense? War and Gundams, world leaders and life and death situations; these they can handle, but ordinary things, like relationships and dreams and reality of everyday life is not something they can handle very well. Duo is very stable emotionally, despite his upbringing. Wufei is, too, he had a mom, a dad, a wife, and a close-knit clan at one time. For someone who doesn't have a past, Trowa was raised with soldiers that took care of him and loved him in a way. Quatre has the most stable background, with a father he thought he hated and mother he thought he killed and lots of big sisters. Compared to the rest, stable.

Not so with Relena and Heero. Relena was raised as an adopted (and only) child of a prominent politician. She was always in the spotlight. She was the rich kid. Then your dad dies. You find out you are adopted and your real dad was a king of a nation. You have a brother who didn't know existed who is now destroying everything your adopted dad (and later, you) work so hard to achieve. She has some issues. And Heero, do I really need explain him? Trowa was raised as a soldier, but he was loved, praised, care for and was taught values by a bunch of soldiers. Heero was PROGRAMMED. This will be explored in this story, also.

Finally, this story is through Heero's changed eyes, as written in a journal. In this story, Heero is the one who saves Relena emotionally, not the opposite. This is his expression, his train of thought. He'll tend to get bogged down in details, but I feel Heero believes attention to detail is very important. There may be a couple slow chapters please bear with me (and Him!)

I hope this wasn't too long winded. But these things needed to be said to understand where I was coming from in this little scribble you are about to read. Now, on with the Show...

Oh yeah, my first story, be nice.


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[trekkiexb5]

"Sea of Stars"

A Gundam Wing Story
by Trekkiexb5


Category: Drama, Romance
Couples: 1xR, 2xH--the normal match-ups
Rating: R for language. Heero has a potty mouth and so does Zechs. It's a bit lime-y in parts, too.
Caution: part of this story is about rape, though it is really never described in detail.
Posting: I'm posting at fanfiction.net, but anyone can post it, as long as my name stays attached. AND you write me and tell me how bad (or good) it was. My address is: trekkiexb5@hotmail.com
Summary: Relena told him to get a life, so he did, of sorts. Now, it?s her turn. But the past often shows it's ugly head at the worst of times. Are they ready to handle a past when they are just getting grips with the Present?

Gundam Wing isn't mine. If it was, you would be watching this, not reading it.


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"Sea of Stars"
Chapter 1
Fate and Confrontation

I often wonder why I do this. Why run to her every time she is in danger, or in need?

Right now, I'm sitting in a prop plane. An ANTIQUE prop plane. This museum piece is currently preparing to vibrate to pieces over the North Atlantic due to three weather satellites malfunctioning; thus causing sudden severe storms. Like the one we are currently "flying" in. Because of these said storms, I have received a hospital visit and was granted a shattered leg, bruised ribs, and contusions all over my body. Oh yeah, the concussion.

Thanks to my almost super-human healing ability, I was able to walk out of the hospital in two weeks wearing only a walking cast. Now, to the pain medication I'm taking and the insane turbulence, I feel like regurgitating the awful food I ate earlier.

With Luck, I'll hit the pilot.

But I digress- let me introduce myself. My name is Heero Yuy- age 22. Well, at least that is the only name a can remember having.

I am a deadly Killer. I am the most talented and dangerous mobile suit pilot with the most powerful suit ever made, Gundam Wing Zero. I have ended thousands upon thousands of lives without blinking, and I did this before the age of 16.

I am the Assassin.

I am the Perfect Soldier.

I can also play the piano, draw, and speak English, Japanese and French. Unlike other things have learned, I don't know how I learned to do these things. Hell, I can't remember anything before the age of six.

I am also having problems stopping myself from vomiting on this roller-coaster ride. For last eight hours, the nausea has slowly eroded my iron will. It's the painkillers, I think, and maybe the fever that has started not long ago.

Now, with these injuries, I should be resting. I would normally rest; after all, a soldier who can't keep his dinner down is useless on the field. So why am I going through this unnecessary risk, you ask? For the one woman, no the one PERSON who can turn my life upside down with a smile, or in this case, make me run to the ends of the Earth and fly to furthest LaGrange points whenever she is in danger.

Well, she WAS in danger, let me stress that. So again, why?

Because Relena Peacecraft was attacked and raped in hotel in Chicago after a speech three weeks ago.

This all happened when I was unconscious in the hospital. I was going to go to Chicago, in fact leaving two days before the incident, but fate intervened.

Now why, you ask, I wasn't there, as the ever-present bodyguard that I'm famous being? Well, it might have something to do with her firing me for being TOO good. If there is such a thing. This was over three years ago. Oh, she had help- from one Millardo Peacecraft aka Zechs Marquis aka her brother.

Now, I don't fear Zechs. I can kick (and have) his ass four ways. But Relena- the way she said it and the tone sounded very final. For the first time I was frightened. Relena's voice scared me more than anything. I've never been scared of anything, but her voice...and I don't even know why.

So what do I do? I followed her orders, her "advice". After all, I did not know what else I could do at the time. She told me to, and I quote; "Get a life Heero, and stay out of mine." So I did the first part, sort of. I even got a physiatrist because she said I needed my head examined. He talks to me about psychosis, dependency issues, and lack of experience with emotion. Hell, he makes me write it down for each session, hence this damnable journal.

As for the second part, Well, I still protect her. My shrink says that I have some obsessions I need to release. hn. Still I show up for every big speech or soiree where I know that the security is less than efficient (another words, no Wufei who replaced me). So I show up- armed and dangerous.

Oh, she knows I'm there. Every professional soldier in the audience, the Preventers, and the five assassins that I've taken down in the last three years and, even sadly, her own bodyguards don't see me. But she can. I think she actually seeks me out, scanning the rafters for me. Our eyes seem to connect, and then she takes a deep breath and starts her speech.

I live to keep her safe.

As Duo would say "You're pathetic, man."

It's bad enough that my conscience sounds like him. Damn-

"Hey, Heero, We're coming into JFK Spaceport."

That's Willard. He owns this piece of junk, and he flies it, too. If you want to call this flying. He was an OZ transport pilot during the war. He tried to head towards the European Continent but the weather was too fierce for this...aircraft. So, he took me to New York, so I can catch a sub orbital- and evade the storms; and towards the Europe. Towards the Sanq Kingdom.

"Hey, Heero, got clearance! Will be landing in a few!"

Finally-this must have been the longest flight I've taken since... Well since I was fired. I wandered for weeks after that...event, never staying in one place more than a few days.

I feel the shutter of the landing gear touching ground. I gaze at the city nightscape from the portal and Willard deftly heads the craft towards the hangers that hold other Cantilena Mark 5's.

I stiffly stand up after the plane shuddered to a halt. I grab my only luggage, a backpack and a duffle bag (no, no laptop, OR weapons, imagine that) and limped out onto the gangway and down the steps. I then crossed the hanger itself to a staircase led to the airport itself.

The hanger is attached to main terminal; abet way on the opposite side from the spaceport. I check my watch. 40 minutes until my connection takes off. Normally not a problem but with a serious leg injury... I grabbed the staircase railing that leads up to terminal, swaying slightly. A wave of nausea overcomes me. I close my eyes and try desperately to regain control.

I opened my eyes, glade there was now only one staircase and it wasn't moving. I ascended the steps slowly and pass through the automatic doors into main concourse. I sighed as I limped onto the tiled surface of the concourse. There were tons of passengers everywhere.

I weave around the milling people like it was a drunken obstacle course to my destination. Well, not quite. Halfway there, I had to make a stop, to empty my stomach in the lavatory.

Losing ten minutes there, I barely made it to the craft before the hatch was sealed. I found my seat (thankfully an aisle seat), stored my gear, put on my seatbelt, and closed my eyes. Two hours to the Sanq Kingdom.

I slept the entire trip. We arrived with a major thunderstorm. Weather satellites, again. Thankfully there were no delays landing at the Sanq Kingdom?s only Spaceport. I disembarked and went to the rental counter to get a vehicle. I limped to the parking lot and got in my rental and drove to the Peacecraft Mansion.

What happened next surprised me. I mean, I didn't expect a warm reception, but I didn't expect this. Looking back, I would have handled it better, but for the pain, the fever, the medications. So my ability to think, and to react was slowed down considerably.

You think I'm using this as an excuse? Well, two things. One, If you know me, you would know that I am fairly intolerant of excuses and, two; my shrink says I should remember that I AM NOT PERFECT, and that the WEIGHT OF HUMANITY doesn?t rest on MY SHOULDERS.

hn.

I'll leave those two statements to your contemplation and keep using the pain/fever/meds excuse.

I arrived at the mansion front gates; the storm is now so fierce that when I unrolled my window to run my access card through, the rain drenches me. My card still works as predicted. Small wonder someone hasn't slipped through security to her here.

I drive up to the house itself and get out. Now I am thoroughly soaked. Normally I would sneak in the house via Relena's window, but under the circumstances it seemed not to be good idea. I didn't want to spook her and, well, my leg.

So I went up to the front door and knocked. Instead of getting one of the servants or Pagan, it was Zechs. It took a moment to recognize me in my current saturated state, but when he did, his face turned deep red and screamed into the storm.

"You ASSHOLE!!!! How DARE you show up after you let my sister get raped!! This is all YOUR FAULT!!" With that, he pushed me- hard.

I fell backwards, my training sluggishly kicking in so I could land correctly but that required two good legs.

Shit, Fuck, Shit!!! I land right on the leg. A wave of pain came over me so fierce that I nearly blacked out. All the while Zechs screams constantly. He was ranting and raving, but I only heard two of the statements. He said something about killing me if I ever got near Relena again.

And how she was so disgusted with me that she never ever wanted to see me again.

SLAM! Zechs closed the door louder than any thunder. But not fast enough to for me not to notice his wife, Noin, standing behind him. I could hear raised voices over the storm but not what they were saying.

It didn't matter to me now. The pain in my leg and this emptiness spreading inside me was consuming what was left of my soul, my strength. I wanted to run. I wanted to die. If I was feeling better, I would have realized that I should take ANYTHING that Zechs said with a grain of salt.

Instead I very carefully stood up off the cold, wet gravel, climbed into the car and drove off.

I wanted to go back home where people liked me for who I was. Who treated me like a Human.

Then again, I wasn't honest with them, either.

But fate wasn't done with me yet.

END CHAPTER 1

[trekkiexb5]

"Sea of Stars"

A Gundam Wing Story
by Trekkiexb5


Category: Drama, Romance
Couples: 1xR, 2xH--the normal match-ups
Rating: R for language. Heero has a potty mouth and so does Zechs. It's a bit lime-y in parts, too.
Caution: part of this story is about rape, though it is really never described in detail.
Posting: I'm posting at fanfiction.net, but anyone can post it, as long as my name stays attached. AND you write me and tell me how bad (or good) it was.

Summary: Relena told him to get a life, so he did, of sorts. Now, it?s her turn. But the past often shows it's ugly head at the worst of times. Are they ready to handle a past when they are just getting grips with the Present?

Gundam Wing isn't mine. If it was, you would be watching this, not reading it.

Author's notes: See chapter 0 if you skipped it. Come on, I know you did!


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"Sea of Stars"
Chapter 2
QUESTIONS WITH NO ANSWERS

My running away was cut short.

No Flights.

Anywhere.

Damn weather satellites. If it wasn't for them...

So here I am, sitting at a bar of a spaceport hotel nursing a beer. It has been two very long days since my confrontation with Zechs.

I now have first-hand knowledge why alcohol and medication should not mix.

Well, I was feeling a little suicidal. And did wonders for the pain and nausea.

You know, the sad thing is, when Relena resumes her public life, I will be there even though she doesn't want me to. I wonder if she would still look for me in the rafters.

The Duo in my head is gleefully running laps and singing out that now I am both pathetic and drunk.

I sigh, sitting here idly watching the bartender wash her glasses and serve drinks to the other travelers and businessmen and women stuck here due to the weather. Hopefully the weather will clear up the day after tomorrow as predicted so I can get the hell out of here.

While I was dwelling on these deep thoughts, my ears pick up a familiar voice.

A loud familiar voice.

A loud familiar voice coming from the lobby. Zechs Marquise.

Damn, I knew I should have registered under an assumed name. I carry at all times five sets identification for that purpose. All together now, meds, fever and alcohol.

Sarcasm is the only humor I understand.

Through the half open doors to the lobby, I could see a flash of platinum blonde hair. I now saw Noin standing to one side in an obvious argument with him. I saw Wufei stalk by in bodyguard stance. Then--I saw HER.

She looked frail; the clothes were ill fitting, like they were someone else?s. She wore her dull hair in sloppily made braid. She had a large straw hat and sunglasses on, totally inappropriate for the weather. The windbreaker looked like it was Zechs. In all, it looks like someone else dressed her quickly in other people's clothes.

Relena, as a politician, and even when she was depressed or sad, always had a proud attitude she carried. She always dressed impeccability, even when she wore here "days off" attire. This Relena looked very disinterested in everything and found that the floor was the most fascinating thing in the world.

But, the instinct that somehow could spot me anywhere with any disguise, looked up from her careful inspection of the marble tile and looked into the bar. She found me.

There was no feeling in her eyes when she pulled off her sunglasses. She was expressionless, a doll staring at me with plastic eyes. She scuffled towards me and stopped beside me in the bar. Her eyes then went back to the floor and to her scruffy tennis shoes.

I said nothing to here and she said nothing to me. With some effort, like she was had no strength in her body, she clambered onto the barstool next to me. She looked like a small child with her feet dangling above the carpeted floor. We sat like that, side by side, she not speaking and I not knowing what to say.

I wondered if anyone in the lobby missed her yet. But a glance towards the double doors told me that Wufei did. He leaned against the threshold. We locked eyes with him and he then nodded. Then he turned towards the lobby. Well, he wasn't worried about her being with me.

I turned my attention to Relena, who was staring at the worn wooden bar and folding a napkin in obscure origami shapes with trembling fingers. I wanted to talk to her, but I didn't know what to say. Actually I do know what to say but I didn't know how to say it. I'm not much of a speaker. Relena is tactile speaker, always touching the person she is addressing, but after the rape-

"Oh, hell Heero, just do it" my Duo-Conscience screamed. If I ever put a gun to my head, it wasn't suicide. I was trying shut up the mini-Duo in head.

I reached over to Relena's figiting hands and very slowly took one of them in mine. Startled, she looked up. I could see the fear and loathing in her eyes, but it was not directed at ME- it was directed towards herself! I started to speak but stopped when a loud voice, Zechs's voice, pierced my sluggish thoughts.

"Where is she, Wufei?" he demanded, his voice echoing in the lobby and floated quite clearly into the bar. "Where is Relena?"

Well, that was enough to stop all conversation in the bar. I could feel the eyes of my fellow drinkers focusing blearily on the doors. The bartender gasped. Smart girl, she figured out who was in the straw hat.

"She's safe, or was until you opened your big mouth announced it to everyone." Wufei's peevish 'I'm better than you' voice was equally loud. "I did not know anyone could be louder than Duo. I now must apologize to him, for your mouth is excessively louder than his."

I always like Wufei's obscure and dour sense of humor. And he forgot about the part that Duo would never expose Relena when she was supposed to be undercover. Duo is annoying but can will get the job done right.

Zechs scanned the bar and spotted Relena. His eyes narrowed when he saw me. At Zechs's first yell, Relena had jerked her hand from mine and looked down. I now touched her shoulder. She looked up at me, with a tinge of curiosity crossing her otherwise dead eyes. Good.

"Relena, I need to speak to you, but not here,? I gestured to the bar and the now silent crowd. "Will you go to my room with me now?"

Surprisingly she quickly nodded. I thought she would be more hesitant, more wary. Something wasn't adding up. I nodded back at her and pulled my credit card out and ran it thought the scanner at the bar. He bartender gasped at the tip I left her. I looked at her and placed a finger on my lips. She nodded, glancing at the other bar patrons. Smart girl. She'll keep her mouth shut and the witnesses too drunk to remember.

I passed Zechs without giving him the satisfaction of acknowledging him. I told Wufei that I was going to speak to Relena in private and he agreed. He looked me up and down, his gaze resting on my leg. He stiffly raised his glance and gave a look in Zechs's direction. Then he fell behind Relena.

By the time we reached the elevator, I had a parade behind me. Zechs, mumbling something, followed the three of us in the elevator. Right behind him was Noin and Sally Po.

I patiently waited for all them to board and pushed the button for my floor. No one said a word. Relena continued her inspection of her toes. Zechs glared at me. Both Wufei and Sally looked at my leg. Wufei with expression of anger and Sally had her 'doctor look' on her. Noin just watched the floor indicator lights.

In what seemed like eternity, the elevator pinged and the doors opened to my floor. They followed me out to my room and watched me swipe my keycard and open the door.

I dropped my wallet and keycards on the end table. I sat down on the bed, ignoring my guests for a moment, and slid myself so I was leaning on the headboard. I was unbelievably tired. Relena sat near the end of the bed still looking down. Sally and Noin took up the chairs that were around the table near the balcony. Wufei was the last one in, and leaned against the closed door. Zechs paced.

It was Wufei who spoke first. He gave Zechs a glare that would rival mine and spit out in a low but very irate tone; "You attacked an injured person on pain medication," He pointed to the several bottles of pills on the desk. "Who did not make any threatening motions towards you and didn't do anything wrong in the first place. That is a grave injustice, Zechs."

When Wufei mentions injustice, its time to be concerned- about your life. Zechs thankfully knew this and had the decency to look apologetic.

I didn't want his apologies. I wanted to talk to Relena, actually ask her something. So I looked at her and quietly spoke her name. She looked at me.

"Are you happy?" I asked.

"Of course she isn't! She got..." Zechs shut up when four evil glares where shot in his direction.

I looked back at her. I knew that wasn't the way I wanted to say that. Suddenly I had an epiphany. "Relena, do you think you could get better if you stayed in the Sanq Kingdom?"

A tense silence then the room exploded.

With voices. With the history of everyone in this room, I have to make the distinction.

"What the hell are you are implying, Yuy?"

"I don't she should be in public right now."

"Her injuries haven't healed, yet."

And so on. The voices getting louder until-

"Please be quiet!"

That was Relena. I would later learn that this was first time she has spoken since she described her attacker to the Preventers. Everybody stared at her. She took a deep breath and looked at me, he eyes still unreadable. " I will answer all your questions, Heero, if you would answer one of mine."

I nodded. "Ok, Heero, why were you not in Chicago that day?"

Simple, direct, and the question I feared answering.

I didn?t want to tell her the story, but as Zechs started to goad me, I knew I had to tell it. At least to Relena. For Relena. Because she asked me to. Anything for her.

"I was involved with an accident."

"Did you cause it, Yuy?"

I ignored him and continue to look into Relena's eyes. "As you know, there have been problems with the weather satellites. The weather on earth has been effected, especially in Atlantic Ocean. There was a family on a yacht when they were caught by the sudden storms. I was working on patrol when we got the call. When we arrived at the scene, the boat had already capsized. I dived into the waters.

"It was difficult to swim. The waves were high and choppy. I found the little boy and the baby still in their life jackets. The boy was still conscious. I connected the boy and the baby's carrier to my tether and gave the signaled to have the hoisted up. As they were being pulled aboard, I swam towards the parents. They were clutching the capsized hull. I was almost to their location when a huge wave pushed the overturned boat into the rescue ship. The parents and I were between them.

"I don't remember anything else until I woke up in a hospital a week later. By then Chicago had happened." I think that was the biggest speech this group of people has every heard. Hell, I think it is the biggest speech I?ve ever made. I'm not much of a talker, and by their expressions they would agree on that issue.

"You expect us to believe that shit?" Zechs seethed. "Come on Relena, let's go. You saw him..."

Nobody moved. They (as I) watched the women in question. When her brother grabbed her arm, he got the look I received three years ago. Startled, he withdrew his hand.

Oh, of course he blamed me for her reaction. "Yuy, ask her whatever you wanted to ask her so she'll go home where she belongs"

Well, he was not going to like my solution to Relena?s- issue. "You know yourself. Do you think you could recover from this at home?"

She blinked, surprised. Then she slowly shook her head. I thought so. Zechs was playing over protective big brother and smothering her with attention. More gasps from the audience. Then I asked my second question. "Do you think you could step back for a while? Like taking a sabbical?" I took a deep breath. "For about nine months to a year?"

You could hear a pin drop. I was feeling uneasy with all the unasked questions hanging in the air. But no one spoke. Relena continued to look at me with that doll-like expression for what seemed like hours. Then she finally spoke. "Why?"

I didn't really have anything concrete to reply to that word, but I tried. "Three years ago, you gave me some advice. At the time I'm sure you did not think it was advice but I take EVERYTHING you say seriously." Her eyes widened at that remark. "You told me to get a life, and I did. I think it is time you followed your own advice."

Zechs sputtered something but I ignored him. His opinion wasn?t important, hers was. I watched for Relena's reaction.

Wufei spoke up, interrupting Zechs. "I don?t care where she goes, and I assume it is without her-entourage. But I am in charge of her safety, unfortunally. Can you protect her in your condition?" He was doing my job, however he implied that I couldn't do mine because of an injury.

I AM the perfect soldier, and I damn well know my job. "I have already made arrangements. She will be protected, yet have the freedom to wander where she wishes,? The statement was added for Relena's benefit.

Wufei's eyebrow shot up. But he nodded. He trusted me. And he was probably sick of babysitting the 'weak woman.'

A glance a Noin told me she thought it as a great idea. I looked back to Relena. She looked thoughtful. "I assume you have already made arrangements for travel?" I nodded. "May I think about it and give you my answer tomorrow?" She asked.

A slight smile tugged at my lips. Relena did her homework and the math. She knew I was going to be stuck here for at least 48 hours. Wufei my belittle her but I know Relena is certainly isn?t weak and definitely not stupid. "Yes," I answered.

She nodded and then stood up. I opened the drawer on the end table and pulled out the hotel provided stationary and pen. I quickly scratched my phone/vid number and the hotel?s phone number with my room number. I handed the paper to Relena. "Call me, yes or no, call me." She nodded, and headed towards the door. Wufei had already scanned the hallway when she first stood up and now was waiting for to exit.

Zechs followed behind her glaring at me. I sat there coolly as he growled, "I don?t what scam you are trying to pull, Yuy, but I won't let you do it."

So sorry Zechs, not your decision, its Relena's.

Noin followed her husband out, but not before giving me a grin and a thumbs up behind her husband's back. I've always liked Noin. Very practical woman.

Sally Po came and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Heero, did Zech reinjure your leg when he pushed you?"

Sally is one of those people that it is very hard to lie to. "It hurts more." I mumbled, knowing full well what she was going to say next.

"I want to examine your leg tomorrow morning, after you sober up." I didn't tell her that I was nursing that beer for an hour, too upset to really get drunk. Besides she wouldn?t believe me anyways. "At 9 am at the Preventer Hospital. I'll even pick you up, ok?"

Translation, I?m going to make sure you get proper medical treatment, whether or not you want it and I can drill you on your plans all the while.

hn.

Wufei has met his match with this 'woman.' His funeral.

I nodded. With that she also left, leaving me with a lot to think about.

END CHAPTER 2

[athena]

*jaw drops*

WOW.

I'm really impressed. I LOVE this story. You've got an amazing style..I really enjoy reading it. And everyone is perfectly in character. I'm surprised I'm the first one to review!!

Heero, man. He's great. Exactly the way I'd imagine him to act in this situation.

Against all smart things to do, I'm going to go read the rest of this. Math homework can wait.

[AngelOfDeath]

Glorious! I'll read more soon.... must run at the moment.

I especially love the tone in this story. The touches of humor are so dry!

[stefy]

Eheheheheh... finally Heero is figuring out his feeling for Rel.
Gah, that boy is so slow!!
Very very good chapter: I've really enjoyed it, even if I was feeling a bit sick at the end.... yeah, I could never image myself on a boat in the open sea and under a hurricane!

brava!
CIAO!

[stefy]

ahem, sorry, this review is for the 8th chapter

[elyra-chan]

Wow. Just...wow. This story is incredible, and I haven't even read past the first two chapters. This is absolutely amazing, expecially for a first story. I'm off to read the next few chapters! Ciao!

[Sovereign of Silence]

silence.. hey this is good i like ur style sometimes i can't heero being all "emotionless" n' running off n' relena crying ugh.. anyways i loved ur story keep it up :razz:

[trekkiexb5]

I'm moving this to the front in prepariness for the next chapter