You all are such good writers. It truely is amazing how you all just pull that kind of material out of your heads. I love it all!The Drabbles [details inside; rating pending]
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Wow You all are such good writers. It truely is amazing how you all just pull that kind of material out of your heads. I love it all!
You all are such good writers. It truely is amazing how you all just pull that kind of material out of your heads. I love it all!There are some who say
an array of horsemen,
and others of marching men,
and others of ships, is
the most beautiful thing on the dark earth.
I say it is whatever one loves.
~poem by Sappho~
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back
an array of horsemen,
and others of marching men,
and others of ships, is
the most beautiful thing on the dark earth.
I say it is whatever one loves.
~poem by Sappho~
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back
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The Scandalous Proposal
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Rated: Er...I guess PG-13...with warnings of language.
AN: This was a great idea Leia!
I loved all of the drabbles so far.
I came up with this one a while ago, but never finished it. As of lately, I haven't been able to write anything decent with Heero and Relena. :-?
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"I want you to be my lover, Heero."
The words hung in the air as pure, undiluted shock riveted through Heero Yuy, leaving him only with the ability to stare at Relena. It wasn't an easy feat to stun the Perfect Soldier, but this woman standing in his doorway accomplished the task with one sentence. Hell, Heero thought through the haze, Relena managed to make him hard whenever she so much as glanced in his direction.
Relena flushed at his prolonged silence and cleared her throat. She saw nothing on his face that would indicate any nuance of emotion, let alone shock. She almost gave into the breathtaking impulse to apologize and run for her life. Her duty, however, kept her from doing exactly that. "May I come in?
Heero moved aside to allow her passage and closed the door behind her. He fought a very primal urge to lock the door as well. Her presence in his apartment and her bold statement earlier did nothing to hamper his lust for her. "Would you like to explain yourself, Relena?" he asked, his tone gruff.
"Of course." She looked very uncomfortable for a moment, but recovered quickly. "You are aware of my announcement that I marry within a year?"
Training his facial expression to indifference with practiced ease, he nodded. ?Yes, I have." His flat tone betrayed none of the vehement opposition he felt towards that particular career move. For that was exactly what it was. The Vice Foreign Minister was of age and the public wanted her married.
"Well, I've found a suitable candidate.?
His eyebrows furrowed into a slight frown. A foreign emotion* sliced through him, the sensation nearly painful. Was she dating someone without his knowledge? As soon as the thought surfaced he banished it. He was the head of her security. He would know.
Relena mistook his expression for impatience and hastened to explain. "My advisors helped me pick him. Maybe if you knew his name it would make things a bit clearer. His name is Andrew Forester."
Heero searched his memory for an identification to go along with the name. "Andrew Forester."
Recollection dawned as a fierce grimace graced Heero's face. "Andrew Forester, the playboy of politics? That's who you've chosen to marry?"
"He is the only man eligible man under forty with a similar political orientation as myself," she protested, even as crimson crept into her cheeks. "And despite his promiscuous reputation, he seems like a nice person."
The grimace gave way to a deadly, chilling glare. "You've met him?"
"Yes, I have," she said, but didn't elaborate.
"Is he willing to give up his days and nights of orgies to marry you?" he asked brusquely.
"That's precisely the problem," she muttered, turning away from him. "It seems Forester likes his women experienced and I'm not exactly a skilled expert in that field." Suddenly those blue eyes pinned him to the spot. "I know you've made it clear that you have no interest in me. But I trust you. I trust you not to take advantage of me. If you became my lover I can gain enough experience to hold his interest for some time."
As he listened to her, Heero felt a heavy sinking feeling that he'd been wrong in withholding his feelings for her. However, protecting her was still his most important priority. Even if it was from himself. "Let me get this straight. You want me to fuck you, so that you can fuck Forester?" he asked, deliberately crude.
Her face was aflame. "Well, when you say it like..."
Her words trailed off as he stalked across the room to her. "Yes or no, Relena?"
She blinked, disconcerted at the intensity of his gaze. "Yes."
"No." Some detached part of himself questioned his sanity. The woman plagued his every fantasy and he was saying no? "No, I won't be your lover," he declared with patent finality.
It was Relena's turn to frown. "Why not? You aren't exactly discriminating, either, if the rumors are anything to go by."
Damnit. He expected her to relent, to acquiesce to his wishes, not demand an explanation. He didn't bother to respond to her jab; he merely stared her down, almost nonchalantly.
"It is common knowledge that you sleep with a different woman every week, Heero. So it is clear that you have no objections to sleeping with women whom you have no emotional tie to." She paused, drawing in a steady breath as she met his glare directly. "I said I understood that you weren't interested in a relationship with me. Even though that was difficult for me to accept, I finally have,? she lied. ?I think of you as a friend. Consider this simply as a favor between to friends."
Somehow that statement didn't soothe him into agreement. When he spoke, his voice held a chilling tone. "Did you happen to make this request to any other of your friends?"
Pink stained her cheeks as indignation and anger filled her. "Of course not, Heero," she said in a haughty tone. "You see, unlike yourself, I don't whore myself around to every eligible man who can get it up. I have your answer. Thank you for your time." She moved to walk away from him.
His hand captured her upper arm and held her in place. "Damnit, Relena, I didn't mean it like that."
"Oh?" A brow arched with sharp sarcasm. "Well, you weren't too far from the truth. I will go ask someone else now."
"Like hell you are," he growled.
She frowned. What the hell was he playing at? It was obvious that he didn't want to sleep with her. Why the resistance now? "You couldn't stop me."
"Don't push me.? He swore to himself. He couldn't allow her to go off and ask someone to fuck her.
"You are truly a contradictive man, Heero. You refuse to make love to me, but-"
"I'll do it."
She eyed him speculatively, as if considering his true intent. "You'll do what?"
"I'll be you lover. I'll teach you everything you need to know."
Relena sighed, the passionate anger she'd felt a moment ago dissipated. "Heero, if what I ask of you is such an arduous task to you, do not feel obligated to agree to..."
The hand on her arm tightened once, then jerked her forward. His control, his restraint, was nearly breaking. "I said I'll do it."
teardropdangel
Rated: Er...I guess PG-13...with warnings of language.
AN: This was a great idea Leia!
I loved all of the drabbles so far.
I came up with this one a while ago, but never finished it. As of lately, I haven't been able to write anything decent with Heero and Relena. :-?
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"I want you to be my lover, Heero."
The words hung in the air as pure, undiluted shock riveted through Heero Yuy, leaving him only with the ability to stare at Relena. It wasn't an easy feat to stun the Perfect Soldier, but this woman standing in his doorway accomplished the task with one sentence. Hell, Heero thought through the haze, Relena managed to make him hard whenever she so much as glanced in his direction.
Relena flushed at his prolonged silence and cleared her throat. She saw nothing on his face that would indicate any nuance of emotion, let alone shock. She almost gave into the breathtaking impulse to apologize and run for her life. Her duty, however, kept her from doing exactly that. "May I come in?
Heero moved aside to allow her passage and closed the door behind her. He fought a very primal urge to lock the door as well. Her presence in his apartment and her bold statement earlier did nothing to hamper his lust for her. "Would you like to explain yourself, Relena?" he asked, his tone gruff.
"Of course." She looked very uncomfortable for a moment, but recovered quickly. "You are aware of my announcement that I marry within a year?"
Training his facial expression to indifference with practiced ease, he nodded. ?Yes, I have." His flat tone betrayed none of the vehement opposition he felt towards that particular career move. For that was exactly what it was. The Vice Foreign Minister was of age and the public wanted her married.
"Well, I've found a suitable candidate.?
His eyebrows furrowed into a slight frown. A foreign emotion* sliced through him, the sensation nearly painful. Was she dating someone without his knowledge? As soon as the thought surfaced he banished it. He was the head of her security. He would know.
Relena mistook his expression for impatience and hastened to explain. "My advisors helped me pick him. Maybe if you knew his name it would make things a bit clearer. His name is Andrew Forester."
Heero searched his memory for an identification to go along with the name. "Andrew Forester."
Recollection dawned as a fierce grimace graced Heero's face. "Andrew Forester, the playboy of politics? That's who you've chosen to marry?"
"He is the only man eligible man under forty with a similar political orientation as myself," she protested, even as crimson crept into her cheeks. "And despite his promiscuous reputation, he seems like a nice person."
The grimace gave way to a deadly, chilling glare. "You've met him?"
"Yes, I have," she said, but didn't elaborate.
"Is he willing to give up his days and nights of orgies to marry you?" he asked brusquely.
"That's precisely the problem," she muttered, turning away from him. "It seems Forester likes his women experienced and I'm not exactly a skilled expert in that field." Suddenly those blue eyes pinned him to the spot. "I know you've made it clear that you have no interest in me. But I trust you. I trust you not to take advantage of me. If you became my lover I can gain enough experience to hold his interest for some time."
As he listened to her, Heero felt a heavy sinking feeling that he'd been wrong in withholding his feelings for her. However, protecting her was still his most important priority. Even if it was from himself. "Let me get this straight. You want me to fuck you, so that you can fuck Forester?" he asked, deliberately crude.
Her face was aflame. "Well, when you say it like..."
Her words trailed off as he stalked across the room to her. "Yes or no, Relena?"
She blinked, disconcerted at the intensity of his gaze. "Yes."
"No." Some detached part of himself questioned his sanity. The woman plagued his every fantasy and he was saying no? "No, I won't be your lover," he declared with patent finality.
It was Relena's turn to frown. "Why not? You aren't exactly discriminating, either, if the rumors are anything to go by."
Damnit. He expected her to relent, to acquiesce to his wishes, not demand an explanation. He didn't bother to respond to her jab; he merely stared her down, almost nonchalantly.
"It is common knowledge that you sleep with a different woman every week, Heero. So it is clear that you have no objections to sleeping with women whom you have no emotional tie to." She paused, drawing in a steady breath as she met his glare directly. "I said I understood that you weren't interested in a relationship with me. Even though that was difficult for me to accept, I finally have,? she lied. ?I think of you as a friend. Consider this simply as a favor between to friends."
Somehow that statement didn't soothe him into agreement. When he spoke, his voice held a chilling tone. "Did you happen to make this request to any other of your friends?"
Pink stained her cheeks as indignation and anger filled her. "Of course not, Heero," she said in a haughty tone. "You see, unlike yourself, I don't whore myself around to every eligible man who can get it up. I have your answer. Thank you for your time." She moved to walk away from him.
His hand captured her upper arm and held her in place. "Damnit, Relena, I didn't mean it like that."
"Oh?" A brow arched with sharp sarcasm. "Well, you weren't too far from the truth. I will go ask someone else now."
"Like hell you are," he growled.
She frowned. What the hell was he playing at? It was obvious that he didn't want to sleep with her. Why the resistance now? "You couldn't stop me."
"Don't push me.? He swore to himself. He couldn't allow her to go off and ask someone to fuck her.
"You are truly a contradictive man, Heero. You refuse to make love to me, but-"
"I'll do it."
She eyed him speculatively, as if considering his true intent. "You'll do what?"
"I'll be you lover. I'll teach you everything you need to know."
Relena sighed, the passionate anger she'd felt a moment ago dissipated. "Heero, if what I ask of you is such an arduous task to you, do not feel obligated to agree to..."
The hand on her arm tightened once, then jerked her forward. His control, his restraint, was nearly breaking. "I said I'll do it."
"Love: an agreement on the part of two people to overestimate each other"- E.M Cioran
"The only thing that can make a woman feel lonelier than a vibrator can make her feel is a man.-Isha Elati
"The only thing that can make a woman feel lonelier than a vibrator can make her feel is a man.-Isha Elati
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Dear Holy God.... he'll do it; he'll do her... THAT WAS AWESOME!!! :o The atmosphere was perfect; their reactions, their words, it was all perfect, and I loved every minute of it! :o \o/ I absolutely loved how you portrayed our lovely Heero. Hee! 
Well written; I enjoyed EVERY minute of it. In fact, I nearly had my face plastered to the screen.. hehehe 
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Gurl, you should have seen how far my eyes popped out at the end of your story. I can't wait to read what's next.
Don't stop writing this whatever you do...PLEASE!?
There are some who say
an array of horsemen,
and others of marching men,
and others of ships, is
the most beautiful thing on the dark earth.
I say it is whatever one loves.
~poem by Sappho~
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back
an array of horsemen,
and others of marching men,
and others of ships, is
the most beautiful thing on the dark earth.
I say it is whatever one loves.
~poem by Sappho~
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back
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teardropdangel
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Enough
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AN: Would anyone like to continue this? ^^
Enough was enough.
Heero Yuy did not share his women with other men, especially when this particular woman happened to be Relena Darlian. He stood on the side-lines of a glittery political banquet, glaring through narrowed eyes at the man Relena was presently dancing with. The more he watched her golden head tip back to allow laughter spill forth from her lips, the stronger the desire he had to murder her dancing partner, Hamamoto. Hamamoto, the aspiring politician whose easy charm and grace had women beating a path to his bedroom door. Heero's aggravation pitched to a higher level when he saw Hamamoto lean forward, his lips brushing against Relena's ear, as if divulging some dark secret. A red stain appeared across Relena's cheeks before she gave a nervous laugh.
Heero swore under his breath. He'd clamped down on his bloodlust the entire evening. She?d asked him to censure his actions, a softer way of asking him to behave himself, but damnit. She was his woman, regardless of the unorthodox relationship they had. A relationship based on sex, but a relationship nonetheless. He was going to put a stop to this.
Heero stalked onto the dance floor, murder in his eyes.
teardropdangel
AN: Would anyone like to continue this? ^^
Enough was enough.
Heero Yuy did not share his women with other men, especially when this particular woman happened to be Relena Darlian. He stood on the side-lines of a glittery political banquet, glaring through narrowed eyes at the man Relena was presently dancing with. The more he watched her golden head tip back to allow laughter spill forth from her lips, the stronger the desire he had to murder her dancing partner, Hamamoto. Hamamoto, the aspiring politician whose easy charm and grace had women beating a path to his bedroom door. Heero's aggravation pitched to a higher level when he saw Hamamoto lean forward, his lips brushing against Relena's ear, as if divulging some dark secret. A red stain appeared across Relena's cheeks before she gave a nervous laugh.
Heero swore under his breath. He'd clamped down on his bloodlust the entire evening. She?d asked him to censure his actions, a softer way of asking him to behave himself, but damnit. She was his woman, regardless of the unorthodox relationship they had. A relationship based on sex, but a relationship nonetheless. He was going to put a stop to this.
Heero stalked onto the dance floor, murder in his eyes.
"Love: an agreement on the part of two people to overestimate each other"- E.M Cioran
"The only thing that can make a woman feel lonelier than a vibrator can make her feel is a man.-Isha Elati
"The only thing that can make a woman feel lonelier than a vibrator can make her feel is a man.-Isha Elati
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*cackles madly*
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Enough (part 2)
Leia Avenrose
Relena was enjoying herself immensely; the soft glow that lit the dance floor was captivating. The dancing couples around were all laughing, some whispering to one another, their heads held close, their lips pressed close to flushed skin. Unaware of the man watching her, she continued her light, humorous conversation with the handsome politician, and threw her head back slightly, laughing out at what he had said. The one thing, however, that Relena was quite aware of was that the mysterious man in fact, was there, lurking among the shadows. She had a sinking feeling he wasn't enjoying himself as she had asked him to and, as he always did as such social events, was leaning against a pillar with his arms over his broad chest.
Hamamoto felt the heat from her cheeks warm his, while the feel of her skin beneath his lips caused his pants to go taut. He had to smirk to himself; she was a beautiful woman, intelligent, sophisticated. But most men seemed to deem her the Ice Queen for her lack of response to their advances. He had heard of their failures in attempting to bed the young woman, and he wasn't about to become another mark on the board to her.
Twirling her gently across the dance floor, he exchanged smiles with her, his eyes drifting down to her lightly painted lips. The pearly white teeth were immaculate; like the woman behind the smile. Guiding her through another twirl, he felt her tense under her arms, and looked down into her face as she stared past him.
"I'm cutting in," came a brusque voice from behind.
Hamamoto had no time to respond as he was rudely pushed aside, and the woman he desired so badly was pulled out of his arms. Relena grit her teeth, glaring up at the dark haired man holding her so close, so ... intimately.
Heero tightened his hand on her waist the moment he felt her beginning to pull away. "This is going to stop, Relena," he growled low under his breath, a dangerous gleam within his dark blue eyes. "Do you understand? I'm done standing on the sidelines."
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Next!!!
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Enough (part 2)
Leia Avenrose
Relena was enjoying herself immensely; the soft glow that lit the dance floor was captivating. The dancing couples around were all laughing, some whispering to one another, their heads held close, their lips pressed close to flushed skin. Unaware of the man watching her, she continued her light, humorous conversation with the handsome politician, and threw her head back slightly, laughing out at what he had said. The one thing, however, that Relena was quite aware of was that the mysterious man in fact, was there, lurking among the shadows. She had a sinking feeling he wasn't enjoying himself as she had asked him to and, as he always did as such social events, was leaning against a pillar with his arms over his broad chest.
Hamamoto felt the heat from her cheeks warm his, while the feel of her skin beneath his lips caused his pants to go taut. He had to smirk to himself; she was a beautiful woman, intelligent, sophisticated. But most men seemed to deem her the Ice Queen for her lack of response to their advances. He had heard of their failures in attempting to bed the young woman, and he wasn't about to become another mark on the board to her.
Twirling her gently across the dance floor, he exchanged smiles with her, his eyes drifting down to her lightly painted lips. The pearly white teeth were immaculate; like the woman behind the smile. Guiding her through another twirl, he felt her tense under her arms, and looked down into her face as she stared past him.
"I'm cutting in," came a brusque voice from behind.
Hamamoto had no time to respond as he was rudely pushed aside, and the woman he desired so badly was pulled out of his arms. Relena grit her teeth, glaring up at the dark haired man holding her so close, so ... intimately.
Heero tightened his hand on her waist the moment he felt her beginning to pull away. "This is going to stop, Relena," he growled low under his breath, a dangerous gleam within his dark blue eyes. "Do you understand? I'm done standing on the sidelines."
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Next!!!
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Part Three
By: Mellie
Relena gazed into his dark blue eyes, any anger she held lost in their depths. Surprise was not lost and still lightly dusted her face. "Heero?"
Heero didn't reply, merely pulled her close and danced with her in tune to the rhythmic melodies permeating the air. Relena tried to pull back to once again try to decipher him, but his hold upon her was much too tight to allow such an action. Slowly, he descended his head and rested his forehead against her soft hair. The song ended and a faster song began.
However, Heero didn't quicken their movement to match the tempo. Slowly, Relena faded away from thoughts of the banquet and propriety to the calm serenity she could claim only in his arms. As he completely stopped, Relena was startled from the world they had created. His grip upon her had relaxed and she looked up with curious eyes. ?There are some other older, married gentlemen which may wish for a dance with you,? he said, not returning looking at her, but gazing across the room.
She chanced a glance over her shoulder, but merely saw the men Heero had aforementioned. A tender smile stole across her lips as she dipped her head and walked gracefully over to a well-distinguished older politician and asked him for a dance. Heero watched her with semblances of peace across emotionless eyes. After she was seen to the wooden floor, he turned his attention back to what had caught his eye.
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Who dares follow us on this journey? *evil laugh* This is so much fun!
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Part Three
By: Mellie
Relena gazed into his dark blue eyes, any anger she held lost in their depths. Surprise was not lost and still lightly dusted her face. "Heero?"
Heero didn't reply, merely pulled her close and danced with her in tune to the rhythmic melodies permeating the air. Relena tried to pull back to once again try to decipher him, but his hold upon her was much too tight to allow such an action. Slowly, he descended his head and rested his forehead against her soft hair. The song ended and a faster song began.
However, Heero didn't quicken their movement to match the tempo. Slowly, Relena faded away from thoughts of the banquet and propriety to the calm serenity she could claim only in his arms. As he completely stopped, Relena was startled from the world they had created. His grip upon her had relaxed and she looked up with curious eyes. ?There are some other older, married gentlemen which may wish for a dance with you,? he said, not returning looking at her, but gazing across the room.
She chanced a glance over her shoulder, but merely saw the men Heero had aforementioned. A tender smile stole across her lips as she dipped her head and walked gracefully over to a well-distinguished older politician and asked him for a dance. Heero watched her with semblances of peace across emotionless eyes. After she was seen to the wooden floor, he turned his attention back to what had caught his eye.
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Who dares follow us on this journey? *evil laugh* This is so much fun!