Mercenary Relena 2/?

[wicked]

Disclaimer: I no no own. You no no sue. Me have fun. Me no no make money.

Pairing: 3xR
Spoilers: None
Rating: R due to coarse language and sexual references.


Mercenary Relena Chapter Two
by Wicked Child

Inside the mobile home, Relena looked up as Trowa walked in. He?d grown much taller, and if possible more handsome. She could see his nicely toned and muscled body beneath his shirt and was unable to suppress a thought her mom would perceive as perverse. Then he spoke and ruined it all.

?Good afternoon Vice Foreign?? he began.

In a childish tantrum, Relena threw a vase of flowers at him. ?Don?t call me that! I hate that title.?

Trowa nodded once. He had to admit she was cute when angered. ?What shall I call you then??

Getting up off the bed to begin picking up the pieces of broken vase, she answered, ?Relena will do just nicely. No title before my name and nothing after it. Just Relena. Hell, bitch will do if you prefer. Just no titles. I hate titles."

Trowa nodded once again. ?What can I do for you Relena??

She looked around for a waste basket but couldn?t find one so she kept the broken shards of glass in her hands. ?I have a favor to ask of you. I probably shouldn?t since I broke your vase and haven?t been proper in your home.?

Trowa walked over to his desk area, pulled out a trash can and handed it to the woman. After she relieved herself of the glass, he replaced the trash can back to its original position. He then sat down on his chair. ?What favor??

Relena looked him straight in the eye. "I want you to teach me to be brave. I?m tired of being a weakling. I'm a coward and I know it and I hate it.?

?Teach you to be brave.?

Relena nodded, "I want you to show me how to take care of myself.? She sighed. ?I guess I want you to make me a soldier.?

Silence.

Relena looked away.

Still silence.

?Well?? she asked impatiently.

More silence. Relena was ready to leave.

?Relena, I can?t teach you how to be a soldier. Not a proper one anyway. I was a mercenary before I piloted Heavyarms.? Trowa wasn?t sure why the biggest pacifist was asking him to teach her how to ?take care of herself.?

?So teach me to be a mercenary!? she said. A mercenary sounded a lot cooler, sexier, and more dangerous than a soldier. Mercenary Relena. It had a nice ring to it.

?Why??

Relena sighed in exasperation. ?I already told you. I want to stop being a coward. I want to be strong. I don?t want other people always taking care of me.?

?Sounds reasonable.? Trowa looked out a window then back at her. ?Why me??

It was only two words. A simple question but it held so much weight to it; Relena became scared for a moment. Then she remembered why she came to him.

?Why you? I don?t know. Maybe because I know you can do it. You were a Gundam pilot. A spy even. Maybe because I think you?re better than the others. Better than Heero.?

Trowa raised an eyebrow. It always came back to Heero.

Relena continued despite the raised eyebrow. ?Maybe it?s because I don?t see you everyday and you don?t wear horrible cologne and buy me pink shit just because it?s pink despite the fact this it is shit. Maybe it?s because you don?t have only three looks: glare, stony, and pout. Maybe it?s because I know that if you say you?re going to kill me I?ll be killed.? Relena paused. ?Maybe it?s because you?re not Heero Yuy and don?t ever want to be him.?

Silence was her only response. It was rather irritating. Relena looked around. Trowa was gone. ?Trowa??

Suddenly a strong arm wrapped itself around her upper arms and chest while the other hand pressed a piece of broken vase against her throat.

?If you want to survive, you have to always be aware of people and your surroundings,? Trowa whispered in her ear. He let her go and Relena quickly stepped away, heart pounding, pulse racing. ?Always be aware. No matter how engrossing the rant against all things Heero Yuy may be.?

Relena placed her hand over her heart as though it would quiet down. He was definitely the man she needed.

Trowa smiled at her. It was rather nice to behold. ?If you still want me to teach you survival tactics, I?m at your service.?

Relena nodded. The two were quiet when Relena?s eyes suddenly widened.

?You have an eyebrow piercing!? Trowa has eyebrow piercings. How interesting.

Trowa laughed. ?I actually have three. I just can?t seem to find the other two barbells I wear.?

Later that afternoon, Trowa Barton and Relena ?Don?t give me a title dammit? Dorlian left the circus for some nearby woods. He was going to teach her how to survive the woods for several days with just the basics.

Whatever those are, she thought.

[Dark Deity]

Heheh.^___^ Trowa and Relena are already getting close *sigh* Mmm, lucky girl... already getting held (in an odd maner sure but still...) ^_^ heh

Dark D
-Ryry-

[Nausica?]

* hums Campbell soup ditty *

Mmm - good! OMG, Trowa can grab me anytime, rant or no

And what's this? Trowa has eyebrow piercings? Do I know you from somewhere, Wicked? I swear, you know what I like in guys... gah, now not only is Trowa just about the sexiest thing ever, you gave him an eyebrow piercing...

* Naus wipes drool off her chin * But anyways...

You've ended with Relena and Trowa heading off to God knows where in the woods. Hm, 3xR alone in the woods? Can I hope that this will get sexy at one point or another? Please?

Hehe, keep them chapters coming!


- Naus