Just so everyone knows, the first chapter was written because I was so overloaded with G-Wing that it actually came into my dreams. That?s where it came from!
Also, I?ve been told that there was a mistake in my previous chapter. The half a million thingy? Sorry if any of you are mathematics freaks and got me wrong. I just really didn?t concentrate on that. So NO, the numbers don?t quite fit. Sorry again. Maybe someday I?ll change it, and whatever, but in the meantime, you?re warned.
I?ve decided to add to this story, but the next parts might just be a tad out of plotline. Don?t be worried if the next part doesn?t exactly fit the previous chap. The title will remain the same, and thus it?s all in the same atmosphere.
(To YOU who thinks my last line in the last chap was mushy: I KNOW my last line was very mushy. It?s just that my sleep doesn?t exactly try to make things fit. So no offense taken, my friend, but all I can do is learn with time. Bear with me for this one, okay? *Smile *)
Now, without further ado, the next part:
*~To Woo A Princess~*
~By Crazygurl (I really should narrow it down to just CG, shouldn?t I??)
There was a mistake. There had to be.
When Heero had asked to take leave from Preventers, he really didn?t expect what would happen.
So here he was, sitting in his hotel room, the streetlights pouring through the window, wondering how in hell the Devil had grown so fond of him.
It hadn?t been heartbreaking. Not in the least, actually. All he?d had to do was put his few possessions in the box and walk out. He?d given the key to the secretary, made sure he hadn?t forgotten anything (Not that he would, mind you).
He?d even managed to simply nod his way around the level, curtly grunting goodbye to everyone.
By the time he had reached the elevator, people were swarming to see the Perfect Soldier leave, wondering many things themselves.
The number one worry they all had wasn?t even about him. It especially was about someone else. Someone pretty. Someone kind. Someone he hadn?t seen that day, as a matter of fact.
Someone he had deep affection for, when you thought about it.
Someone who happened to be the Dove of Peace, the ex-Queen of the World, the ex-Princess of the Sank Kingdom, the current Vice Foreign Minister.
But back to the original train of thought.
Who would be guarding her now that he wasn?t there anymore?
In the past few weeks, Relena?s guard duty had been passed around like a hot potato. There were to be no errors allowed. The standard had been put so high by Heero that being better, more efficient, as satisfactory, would be almost impossible.
It had been.
Heero sat on his bed, the covers not even undone. He placed his face in his palms, rubbed his temples, his elbows on his knees.
Luck really was on his side, he thought sarcastically. It had to be a game to the Big Guy Up There.
Just two days ago, Relena had been officially reported gone.
Heero was not stupid. That meant she was missing since at least five days. Preventer may have been an efficient agency, but their ego had grown to immense proportions. If something had gone wrong, they?d be the last to say so.
But then again, so would anyone else.
Damn fame. Damn pride. Damn the incompetent man who had been securing her.
And damn himself. Just because he had wanted to try something else a while. Just because he was a born wanderer.
Now she was gone, and they had absolutely no clue to where she?d gone.
Preventer was a loser without him, it seemed. And Lady Une might as well eat her glasses if he lied.
Oh, wait. She wore contacts now.
Goody.
Heero blinked tiredly and shooed away the unimportant thoughts.
~Clear mind. Clear mind. ~
He hated those idiots at Preventer. He really did. It was one of the reasons he had left.
Damn him.
~Self-depreciating leads to nothing. ~
~Concentrate. ~
She couldn?t be that far, really. He doubted she had a new passport. She?d have to make all sorts of physical changes, and up to now, no new forms had been filled out in the country that even remotely responded to her description.
So she was still within the frontiers.
~Good. Logical thought is efficient. ~
She hadn?t even left with all her credit cards.
The thought almost made him smile. Relena was innocent. She didn?t understand how things went about in the world.
You can?t survive on one credit card for any more than a few weeks in this world.
That was good thing right now.
He sincerely hoped she?d be back. That he wouldn?t have to look for her all around the place. In some part of him, a wicked pleasure came at seeing her crawl back to him.
He suppressed any further thoughts. She was pure. She was innocent. If anything, if she came back crawling, it?d be because someone had broken her legs, or something.
He shivered at the thought and frowned. He?d kill the one who made her suffer ?
She was too strong to come back to HIM, of all people. She?d probably hide at Hilde?s or Dorothy?s.
Never near him.
She hadn?t even said goodbye. How much of a proof of his unworthy-ness was that??
Because you had to be worthy of Relena. Not ?good enough?. She had to be within your reach.
Ironic, actually, that he?d spent the longest time in her company than anyone else, but that she was still unreachable.
Heero trailed off in his musings, until he suddenly picked up a change in the air. He glanced around, unmoving, only his eyes and keen awareness suddenly sensing something peculiar.
Something terribly familiar.
What the hell was she doing there, anyway???
Heero stood, and walked out on the balcony. If it was what he thought it was, then he was in no danger whatsoever. And if it wasn?t? He wasn?t in any danger whatsoever, even then.
He waited. The figure outside his door shifted, in a faint rumple of clothes, something only a trained ear could make out against the humming of the air conditioning.
It was a she, without a doubt. Men had a heavier step, a different pace.
His door was unlocked, and somehow, he was happy about it. He welcomed the company, even if it was an enemy, someone he?d have to beat up.
He was still a fighter, after all.
He didn?t budge when the door rotated on its hinges. He didn?t budge when the figure carefully padded in, ever so quietly.
He didn?t move when she came to a halt at the foot of his bed.
He knew it would be a matter of seconds before she turned and saw his back on the balcony.
Whether she?d join him or not, to fight or to talk, he could only guess.
?Heero.?
His heart rate sped up.
~Oh no? ~
?Relena.?
?What are you doing up so late??
He finally turned to her.
?What about you??
~Where the hell were you? Why did you leave? How did you manage to run away? What was your escape route? Why are you here? Why didn?t you just go back to Une? Why did you have to stop by? Did you get hurt? ~
Heero blew the questions away and concentrated on her next answer.
?Where were you, Heero? Why did you leave??
~Hey, I?m the one asking first! ~
?Around.?
?You didn?t answer my second question.?
?You didn?t even answer my first.?
Relena sighed.
?You?re so stubborn.?
?I?m not sure that is a correct, or even possible answer.?
Relena shook her head and came up to stand in front of him.
?Heero??
~Oh, no? Don?t give me that look? ~
?Hn.?
?Why did you leave? Please tell me. If it?s me, if it?s something I did, said, or if it?s something someone else said, or did, I just wanna know. Please? I promise that as soon as you answer me, I?ll do my best to forget and leave, if that?ll make you happy.?
Heero said nothing.
?Heero? Please? There is something about your departure that wasn?t quite right. I simply want to know? If you?re uncomfortable with telling me, that fine too. I just want to know if it has to do with me??
~Everything in my life has to do with you? ~
?Hm,? he mumbled, only to realize that it was a very ambiguous answer. ?It?s not you. It?s me.?
Relena laughed faintly.
?That almost sounds like a break-up clich?d sentence.?
Heero gazed at her for a short moment. Relena?s eyes widened.
?Don?t get me wrong, Heero! It?s just that it sounds like in the movies! I didn?t mean to say anything harmful!?
Heero barely shrugged, and leaned on the balcony rail, letting the city wind caress his face.
?I? Heero, I was just wondering if you?d come back some day??
Heero repressed the urge to sigh.
?I don?t know yet.?
~ And that terrifies me. ~
?Oh. That?s alright? I just? Well? Will we see each other again, then? I suppose not, uh? Stupid question??
Heero said nothing, and she took it as a signal to leave.
Relena took one last breath and faintly smiled at him.
?Good bye, Heero. I?m happy to be able to say that, at least.?
She was already back in the room when his voice drifted to her and made her halt in her tracks.
?Is my life a series of leave-takings??
She smiled sadly.
?I suppose. As is mine, Heero.?
Ironic.
So damn ironic.
She walked across the room to the door, which she had previously closed.
It was dark in the room. Silent.
?Take care of yourself, Heero.?
?I love you.?
Her heart stopped. She didn?t turn to Heero, who was now standing in the door to the balcony, the streetlight illuminating his figure in a yellowish, orangey glow. He looked? Frazzled? Worried?
?Heero??
She always seemed to make his name out to be a question. Ironic.
?I love you,? he repeated stubbornly, as she had said he was a few minutes ago. ?I love you.?
Relena was trembling. She turned slowly and she looked shocked.
?You? What did you say??
Heero wondered at her hearing.
?I said??
?No, just? Don?t speak.?
She walked back to him and looked up into his deep blue eyes.
?You know,? she started, ?I have absolutely no clue why I?m dreaming this. In fact, I?m starting to think that it must have been that salmon filet I ate. Fish gives people weird dreams.?
She reached up to touch his face lightly.
?Oh but? If this is just a dream,? she whispered, ?it?s a very cruel one. One I know I?ll wake up to find it was a lie.? She smiled. ?So I won?t waste my time. Any minute now my alarm-clock will ring, bringing me out of my chance to??
They kissed. Whether it was he who initiated the whole thing, or if it was she, they had absolutely no idea.
But who cared, right?
Somewhere outside the window, a cell phone rang, and a braided young man answered.
?Maxwell, Duo. Yup??
?Duo, have you driven her??
?Uh? Yeah, Quatre. I?ve been her driver since a week, and only today she asked me to bring her to were the guy lived. She?s up there since a good ten minutes. They were up on his balcony a few minutes ago.?
?Duo.?
?Trowa? What?re you doing on Q-man?s cell??
?Wufei says the match is starting, and that you should ?bring your braid over, ?cause it?s gonna be one hell of a game?. Leave Relena there. Heero?ll take up your job anyway.?
Duo?s face broke into a wide grin.
?Oh, I get it. Tell Wufers I?ll be right over, and tell him to save some popcorn. The score?s started??
?No. Not yet. Hurry, you?ll maybe catch the beginning.?
?Okay! I?ll be there!?
With a last glance up at the balcony, Duo shook his head and started the ignition.
*~*~*
There. Not bad. I wrote this in an hour and a half. Not bad at all? *Grins * I?m SO good. Hehe.
Review, if you feel I am worthy, oh Great Lords of Reviews.
Ahem.
Hugs and kisses from
-- Crazygurl ^_^
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