Crazy Little Thing Called Love: Chapter Three

[The Engrish Spy]

Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Chapter 3
Rating: R

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the Princess Diaries. I just happen to be borrowing them but not for profit.

A/N: Here it is. After a long wait I finally got up the gumption to write again. I feel the juices a flowing? and I feel like writing. So be glad you got me this far and I thank all those who waited patiently for me to get this out. Now ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!!!!!

?Why do I have to be here, it?s not like I have royal blood flowing through me,? Duo shouted from his seat next to Milliardo.

?Calm down David Michael Maxwell ? Peacecraft and you do. At least half of it is,? Milliardo hissed from his seat next to him.

?Don?t use my full name Mill. I don?t use yours,? Duo sniped back.

?Then don?t yell,? Mill roared.

Duo sighed dejectedly and then crossed his arms across his chest.

Relena chose that moment to burst through the door at that moment, earning and evil look from Milliardo. She murmured a sorry to her older brother and placed a kiss on Duo?s forehead. She then sat down across from the two on the couch.

?So how goes the battle?? Relena asked her older brother.

?It?s been better,? Milliardo sighed and then rolled his eyes as he watched Duo mimic him.

Relena rolled her eyes and then began to watch the battle of words that erupted from the two half brothers. The trio never noticed a prissy looking man come from the large French doors to the right of Relena.

?Ahem, thee Dowager will zee you now,? he stated in his thick French accent.

Relena was startled by the man but pulled her-self together quickly. She was followed by Milliardo, who dragged a reluctant Duo behind him.

~*~

The Dowager Queen Giselle, Salene, De Beaumont, Bourbon of the Sanqu kingdom was and old lady. She was only sixty two, but from constant years of smoking and too many botched facelifts she looked about eighty nine. She looked down the long cigarette holder at her three grandchildren sitting around the antique coffee table in her suite.

She was sizing them up. There was the youngest, David Michael, or the horrible nickname he had picked up from his school mates ?Duo?. He was boisterous, loud, and uncouth. Sometimes she wondered if his mother, Ally, had ever taught the child manners. Then there was Milliardo. A man that was totally devoted to his family and his work. Refined but did not have the lineage to really take the throne of the Sanqu kingdom.

Then there was the middle child, Relena. She was the perfect child. She was a combination of both of her mother?s striking beauty and her father?s smarts and cunning talents for politics, if she were properly educated in the ways of government.

The Dowager nodded her head and then placed the cigarette holder down. She then motioned for the man in the corner to her side and then whispered some instructions into his ear. The man nodded and returned with a silver tea tray. After every one was served the Dowager started to talk.

?As you may know it, I am not getting any younger and I will not be able to run the kingdom of Sanqu for much longer...?

The three siblings looked blankly at their grandmother.

?I have decide which child will take over the throne,? She said point blankly only to received more dull stares from her grandchildren.

The dowager just sighed and continued on in her explanation, ?The throne would have gone to Milliardo, but he abdicated on his eighteenth birthday. On top of that to rule in our kingdom there is a law that states the ruler should be of some noble birth. Milliardo?s mother was a pretty French woman who was going to collage at the same time as your father. And there was no way David could be our monarch.? Duo sighed and then shook his head hiding the smile of redemption.

The dowager continued on, ?The only child to be born of a royal marriage was you Relena. You mother was the Madame Evonne Darlian Bourbon du Lac. Her family was one of the last noble families after the French Revolution. It?s a pity she left your father.?

Relena cast her eyes down towards the floor in shame. Her grandmother was right, she had more royal blood in her then both her brothers combined. In many ways she had true French Royalty flowing in her veins. She remembered her father once mentioning that The Kingdom of Sanq was a principality state. A state that had been granted to the Peacecraft?s in the eleventh century for acts of bravery in the crusades. Her mother was also proud of her French blood and royal status. She would tell fantastic tales of how her family came into their nobility. It was a grand tale that involved a character from the old Arthurian tales coming to France to escape the invasions bringing with him a magic sword that help in the defeat of a barbarian king.

?Relena you must take up the crown for the sake of your country and your father. Your father would want it, Mon peu a plong?,? Giselle asked her granddaughter.

Relena looked up from her feat and stood in anger at her grandmother, ?Do you expect me to give up a wonderful career, a life I have here in a country that I love, just to go and be the pseudo princess of a country that I never wanted in the first place.?

Giselle sat straight in the wing backed chair staring at Relena unfazed.

?You do, don?t you,? Relena spat.

?Milliardo and David Michael do you think you would let Relena and I talk for a while in private?? she asked the two very stunned men as Relena continued to sputter her anger in French every once and a while switching to Spanish or German to curse.

After the door shut behind Relena, Giselle stood up and crossed the room to sit on the couch. Relena looked at her grandmother with malice.

?I know this is hard for you to accept, Relena, but we all must make sacrifices in our life,? Relena stopped as her grandmother lightly touched her hand. It shocked her for her grandmother never really touched them.

The two of them sat in silence for a while.

?What if I gave you a month to decide if you want the throne? At the end of the month you will announce to the world that you will accept the title of Grand Princess Royal of the Sanq kingdom,? Giselle suggested to the still shocked girl.

Relena stood from the couch and looked down at her grandmother. She gave her a slight nod and then bid her good bye in a soft voice. Giselle watched her middle granddaughter leave the room. A small smile played across her face. ?Yes? she thought, ?You will be the next Peacecraft heir.?

~*~


Relena was barely through the door when a knock at her window caught her by surprise. It was Sally Po, Relena?s constant friend and companion since she moved into the apartment during collage. Relena opened the huge window and let Sally in.

?What?s with the fancy suit? Don?t tell me you?re going back to fifth to be with all those pseudo rich people,? Sally said with a smirk.

Relena scoffed and then removed the jacket of the suit. She then began the task of making tea for herself and Sally. Sally sat at the breakfast counter and began to leaf through a magazine that was there. She noticed the anger etched on Relena?s face.

?What?s wrong Lena?? She asked.

Relena stopped pouring the tea and then stared into the blue, yet almost hazel eyes of her friend.

?You know about the fact that I?m a Princess?? Relena asked knowing that the New York Sun and Times had her and her brothers pictures splayed all across them.

Sally nodded and then took the steaming cup that Relena handed her.

?Well ever since my father died my Grandmother has been ruling in his absence. But today she informed my brother and I that one of us would have to assume the throne and rule,? she huffed out.

?So your brothers can rule,? Sally said with an air of not caring.

Relena shook her head which caused her eyes to bug out.

?You?re joking right?? Sally asked.

?No I?m not. I always assumed that Mill would take the throne once I Grandmother insisted. Today I found out that he abdicated when he was eighteen. Fuck him. This makes me next in line, and my Grandmother will not see Duo on the throne if her life deepened on it,? Relena said with exuberance.

Suddenly the shrill ringing of the phone caught Sally mid speech. Relena said a quick sorry and ran to pick up the hand held phone.

?Relena Darlian, how may I help you?? she asked trying to mask the anger she felt.

?Why did you not tell me?? The deep voice on the other end asked.

?Trowa, it?s a pleasure to hear from you,? she replied gritting her teeth.

?I know, but Relena why did you not tell any one this. You know I could have handled the press a lot cleaner then what is going on out there. I just got a list of people who keep calling the front desk wanting to talk to you. God if you only had told me this would have been easier,? He gritted out.

?Sorry Trowa breaking up?Can?t hear you,? and with that Relena hung up on her publicist.

?Who was that?? Sally asked looking up from the art magazine she was reading.

?My publicist with Winner Publishing,? she said not caring and then returned to drinking her cup of tea.

?So what are you going to do about this predicament?? Sally asked once Relena had settled next to her at the Breakfast counter.

Relena shrugged her shoulders, ?I don?t know. I know I have a month to decide, but if I know my Grandmother, she?ll have me crowned tomorrow.?

Sally sighed and then became starry eyed, ?Imagine meeting the guy of you dreams. You know that since you are the newest, richest bachalorette on the market in New York City. You can have any guy you want at your beck and call.?

Relena snorted, ?Yeah me Relena have any guy I want. Sally look at me. I?m a twenty four year old virgin, who is anything but sexy. I look like a child. What man would want to date me except for a pedophile and old men??

?There could be worse things. Like you could be sleeping with the book reviewer from the New York Time. Ops!? Sally slapped her hands over her mouth.

Relena smiled slyly, ?Sally you sly vixen. Sleeping with Chang Wu Fei. How naughty.?

?It?s not what you think. He was at a show??

?And you just fell into bed together. Sally I think it?s great you are finally getting out there and dating again,? Relena said with a small laugh, ?now if only I could do it??
?You will, don?t worry about that,? Sally said returning the smile.

?I hope so,? Relena said looking off into the distance.


TBC?..