The Wrong Guy Ch 6 R

[RienaYuy]

The Wrong Guy
Chapter Six


Heero pounded away at his laptop, getting things ready for Duo. He was busy fixing up his files so that when he retired Duo wouldn?t die in confusing; it also kept his mind off of Damian and Relena. He gritted his teeth in silent anger but bit it back, he would not be shaken so easily.
He finished relatively quickly, his nimble hands flew over the keyboard with ease, although he did not feel the keys. After he stopped he looked down at his hands. Hands that had touched Relena?
Standing up quickly Heero paced over to his window but did not look out. With his luck he would probably see Relena and Damian. Damian? what if he saw the boxers? Wanting to protect Relena?s innocence and to keep their affair away from Damian until Relena was ready, Heero decided to go and get his black boxers from her room.
Heero went to the elevator, clad in a green tank top and blue jeans, and rode it to Relena?s floor. He went down the hall to her room and pulled out the key she had given him. He slipped it in the door and the handle turned, allowing Heero to enter. The room was dark but he could easily find his way around. <I>Boxers?.bed</I> Traversing over to the bed, Heero bent over to look under it but did not see them. He stood up and began looking around the rest of the room.
Although the room was big, the floor was clean and it only took Heero a few minutes to search it. He noted Damian?s suitcase and a bag in the corner and raised an eyebrow <I>Well, if he had found them? would he have hid them? </I> Heero went over to the suitcases and bent into a crouch, his back to the door. The evening light lit up the room just enough so that Heero could see what was inside the largest compartment of the largest suitcase.
It was only filled with clothes, a suit and several t-shirts and shorts. Heero rezipped it, double-checking that everything was in its place. He then moved over to check the small duffle bag next to it. He first checked the pockets: toothbrush, comb, shampoo, gel, condoms? Heero cringed slightly and zipped it back up. He then checked another area and found nothing more than a few files, probably for work. But one of them caught his eye. The print on the tab read: <I>Relena Darlian Peacecraft</I>
Heero took it out and stared down at it, his mind debating. <I>Why would he have a file on Relena? Marriage license?</I> That must be it, but there was a nagging feeling inside Heero. Something was not right about the file.
He pulled it open and his eyes widened in shock, the sight actually surprised him. Inside the folder was a picture of Relena in a towel, held up by her hand, her wet blonde hair cascaded down her back. It was taped to a sheet of paper stating the date, time, and place. He turned the page to see more and more pictures of her: crossing the street, making a speech, working at home, and many more of her in the shower. But seeing Relena?s body like this was so violating, she did not know that she was being photographed.
Heero?s gaze narrowed and his hands clenched. <I>Damian? damn him! That bastard!</I> He turned over the last of the pictures to see a Life Insurance policy and a copy of Relena?s will. The policy stated that in case of death or mental/severe physical injury Damian would receive 6 million dollars? Heero looked over the will next, ignoring everything else except for what Damian would be receiving.
<I> ?After the passing of Queen Relena Peacecraft, her husband shall be made King legally, for he is next in line, and receive Relena?s valued income as well as all of her properties not given out by the will. As King, Damian shall take all responsibilities and privileges that the Queen possessed.? </I>
Heero nearly hit the roof. <I> That sneaky bastard! How could I not have caught him before? The background searches revealed none of this? he was sneaky. </I> Heero closed the file, his mind cloudy with thoughts. Maybe that was the reason he didn?t hear someone come in or sense a presence over his shoulder. If he had been calmer, more alert, maybe he would have been able to react before Damian picked up a large, glass flower vase and smashed it over Heero?s head.

Relena sat out in the white metal chair as the sea wind blew past her face. Her mind was storming, wondering what to say and how to tell Damian about Heero. ?I have to do it? before??
?Do what sweetheart?? Damian asked staring down at her, holding her shawl in his hands. He had gone up to the room to get it for her. He smiled down at her as she took it. Relena noticed that his hand look red, and the middles seemed raw, as if they had been rubbed along something rough.
?What happened to your hands?? she asked quickly as he moved them out of her sight.
?Nothing dear. I had to tug that shawl out of your suitcase and it put up quite a fight.? He laughed, although it seemed a bit strained, or forced. Relena stood up to face him.
Her face was concerned, although she did not love him now she thought she had for a while. She still cared for him. Damian smiled at the concern in her eyes. ?Don?t worry dear, I am fine. Come with me,? he grabbed her hand a little harder than he usually did and led her to the elevator.
As they walked, Relena suddenly felt odd. Her body seemed to be a half-second behind her mind. But before could study her condition more she was pulled into the elevator.
After they had entered it Damian punched the key for there room and let her go. He leaned against the wall and folded his arms over his chest. As his eyes looked Relena up and down she noticed a few spots of red on the back of his hands. She looked up at him to ask him about it but almost fell back at what she saw. His eyes? they regarded her hungrily, as if a violent passion was welling up inside of him.
<I>Damn it, why did I where this dress? What if he knows?</I> Relena forced a smile. ?Damian, what is wrong?? she asked, her voice shook slightly.
Damian ignored her for a moment, his eyes studying the soft curve of her bosom beneath the black dress. It was cut low and showed off her cleavage, it was the sluttiest dress she owned. But it still wasn?t that bad, still tasteful, as all of Relena?s things were. It was long, reaching down to her feet, but it had a slit that went up her right leg to her thigh.
?Damian?? she asked again. ?What is on your hand??
Damian continued to ignore her until the elevator came to a halt at there floor. When the door opened Damian grabbed her hand roughly. ?I need to speak with you,? he said softly, although it may have been soft to hide anger or fury. Relena flinched as he grabbed her and led her to their room. After he closed the door he turned to face her, his expression hidden in the darkened room. Soft moonlight slanted through the blinds but it did not reach to where Relena and Damian stood.
?Relena, I have wanted you sense the first time I saw you. I knew I needed you the moment,? he paused. ?Your eyes caught mine. Now that we are married and nothing is holding us back?? he let his sentence fade away as he came to her quickly and kissed her passionately. Although it started out soft and sensual, his kiss became hard and hectic, he began kissing her face and sucking on her neck feveritivly.
Relena pushed him back. ?No Damian, I have to tell you something,? she took a step back from him. It was here, in anger and slight drunken fury, that she and Relena had fought. But that fight held hidden undertones of passion and love. They fought to conceal their hearts. But the fury and power that Damian fumed was altogether different. She just noticed that he had used the words ?wanted? and ?needed?, not love.
Damian?s face could not be seen in the light but she could feel harsh, strong feelings emulating from his form. ?Then tell me,? he said in a low growl.
Relena faltered for a moment but then continued. ?I? Damian, I care for you a great deal but I don?t think? I can?t love you.? She raised her hands to stop any interruption. ?But at least let me tell you why?? but despite her efforts he cut her off, his hidden eyes, she knew, glowered at her.
?Tell me why? Maybe because you have been fucking the body guard,? his voice growled, dangerously low.
Relena gasped. <I>He knew!</I> ?D-Damian, please let me explain?? But Damian cut her off again.
?There is no need, my wife. You slept with that fucking bodyguard on our honeymoon! And you wouldn?t even let me touch you intimately till that damned wedding. Well now I will get half of what I came to you for and you and that fucking bodyguard won?t be able to do a thing about it!?
Before Relena could react, Damian had rushed forward and kissed her roughly, once again forcing his tongue into her mouth. He used one strong arm to hold around her back and arms as the other moved up to her breasts. He cupped one and squeezed it, hard. Relena gasped in pain but Damian took the chance to kiss her deeper. She fought him off the best she could but she suddenly felt limp, strange. Her senses were dulling.
?Get off of me!? she tried to scream as she pushed against him, her muscles failed to react strongly. Damian laughed and stared at her, his eyes scaring her again. They were filled with a mix of lust, passion, hatred, and fury. She new that he wouldn?t be the sweet man she had thought he had been, she had made him wait to long.
He ran his hand down her body and moved his hand to her buttocks. He squeezed it tightly and pulled her against him. Relena fought, but her defense was waning. <I>What is happening? </I> Damian noticed this and pulled back from her for a moment, he wiped his lips on his sleeve. ?Don?t worry my love,? he spat. ?The drug will only relax your muscles, you will be conscious and able to move enough to please your husband but you won?t be able to fight,?
Relena?s eyes widened and she turned to run towards the bathroom. But she stumbled towards the floor, her head hitting the corner of a desk as she went down. Before she could react to the pain Damian was on top of her. She tried to claw away but he grabbed her and turned her over. He smiled sadistically down at her, that smile would have made her shiver if she could voluntarily. She beat at him with her useless hands.
He slapped her. ?Now, to get you out of that lovely black dress,? he used both of his hands to rip the top down. Relena?s breast?s appeared in the low moonlight. Damian bent down to nuzzle them. He them bit her nipple as Relena yelped in pain. He lowered his hand and went up the slit on her thigh. When he reached her underwear he smiled, feeling the lace. ?What is with you and lacey panties? You always where them whenever you decided to walk around half naked,? he tugged them down and slid his fingers up her thigh again.
Relena stared at him, confused and scared. ?Please stop?? she whimpered, unable raise her own strength. Darian rubbed her a bit and then stood up. He pulled off his own pants and boxers, leaving his shirt on.
?It will end soon, but only after a little pain. A slut like you needs to learn,? he grabbed her legs and spread them forcefully apart. But he paused, Relena prayed that he had come to his senses and would stop.
But instead he growled. ?Tell me, how did you pleasure that bodyguard? Did you suck him or just fuck him and went on your way?? Relena screamed for help but her grabbed her.
?You shouldn?t have done that. Now this is gonna hurt,? his voice rumbled.
Relena closed her eyes, trying to lose herself. She wasn?t here? she was alone an a beach. Not here.. not here?
She waited for it to happen but nothing did. Instead a large crunch was heard, like a bone being shattered. Someone shrieked in pain, but it was not she. Another crunch and the shrieking stopped. Relena didn?t want to open her eyes.
Two hands gently pushed her legs together and grabbed her shoulders. They pulled her up. Relena suddenly began to fight again. <I>No! This will not happen to me!</I> But a voice said her name, and kept on saying it. Softly? the voice was familiar.
?Relena, it?s ok. I am so sorry that I wasn?t here. Relena,? Heero?s voice filled her ears, his strong arms held her tightly. Relena didn?t realize that she had been sobbing until he wiped away her tears with a rough but compassionate hand. Relena opened her eyes to look up at her love. He stared down at her, his own eyes filled with pain and concern. Anger had flickered there, but was gone.
She did not feel that she could speak. Heero looked like he had taken a beating. Both of his eyes were black, his bottom lip was fat, and there was a cut on the side of his face, jagged and long. But she forced herself to utter his name. ?Heero?? she sobbed.
Heero tried to force a smile but it looked odd with his fat lip, and odd because it was Heero. ?Don?t worry, I got him. It is ok, I am here,? he gently kissed her forehead and buried his face in her hair.
Relena clung to him as he whispered her name. She could have sworn that he sobbed to, but when he removed his face from her hair his eyes were dry. ?Can you stand?? he asked gently.
Relena shook her head. ?He?drugged,? she didn?t want to think about what had happened? she refused to think of it. Heero?s eyes narrowed in anger.
?That bastard.? But his gaze softened. ?Relena, I am going to help you up and then you need to change into something for travel. We are leaving tonight. Can you stand?? he said softly, through her own inner pain she could hear his love for her.
He pulled her too her feet and took a step back. Relena stood unsteadily but hobbled towards the bed, to her suitcases. She grabbed onto the bed pole for support and looked back at Heero as he dragged Damian into the bathroom. It was then that she noticed the back of Heero?s head; it was matted with blood. She turned from the sight and pulled off the rest of her dress, tears rolling down her face.
<I>No, it is over now. </I> She assured herself. <I> Heero is here and we are leaving. Together,?</I> Relena fought her dead muscles as she weakly bent down on her knees. She was barely able to drag her suitcase from under the bed. When she finally did she unzipped it and selected a pair of jeans and a soft purple blouse, the same color as her eyes. She didn?t pick it specifically; it was just the first thing she touched.
Relena looked down at her underwear, she felt that she would throw up. She searched for a moment to find some plain underwear and removed the ones she had on. After slipping on a cotton bra and her plain panties she grabbed onto the bed and laid her clothes on it. Heero appeared beside her and helped her stand strait.
Heero helped her into her blouse, buttoning the buttons for her. He looked up at her when he had finished and brushed back her hair. He rested his forehead again hers. ?Leave everything else. I have someone who will come get it. Put on your pants and I will be right back. He won?t wake up, but stay out of the bathroom.? He kissed her softly on the lips and left her side. He left the room.
Relena forced her gaze away from the door and slid on her jeans. After she had finished she leaned against the bedpost, her head falling to one side. She didn?t seem to notice Heero?s strong; supporting arms lead her from the room and into the elevator. For a while, she didn?t notice much at all.

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[WindCloud]

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I can imagine all of this happening! You really know how to keep them in character! Next chapter? Bring it on!

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