Protect Me from What I Want-chaper 5-Revised!

[BabbleFish]

Here's a revised chapter 5 for all you to enjoy (hopefully!). Chapters 6 and 7 will be posted soon. Please read and review, it would really make my day. Have fun!

ASDA-All Standard Disclaimers Apply...


I walked out to my car, it had been a long time since I had asked Peygan to drive me to work. And the dreaded pink limo had long since been sold to some museum. I sighed and dug in my purse for my keys. For some reason, they always seemed to elude my grasping fingers. My fingertips brushed the cool metal of my little flask, filled with enough whiskey to get me through the day. Most of the other politicians I worked with kept flasks in the breast pockets of their suits. Oh wait, they?re all old men. Last time I heard, women could carry them too.

I smirked and pulled my keys out of the bag. I drove a simple black Mercedes sedan, complete with tinted, bulletproof windows and extra powerful engine. Nondescript, as it were. I had never wanted that evil pink limo to begin with, but it was a gift from my rather clueless socialite mother. She meant well, but as usual she was way off base. I sighed and started the car. I waved at Peygan before pulling out of the driveway.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, I noticed a similar sedan following behind me. That never caused me anxiety, just a pair of Special Preventer agents; my bodyguards. Yes, I get the feelings of some freedom...but with half the calories! I vaguely wondered when I had become so sarcastic and jaded.

I flipped on the radio and focused on the road ahead of me. The soft strains of Richard Strauss?s ?Death and Transfiguration? were like...well...like music to my ears. It seemed like modern music was too loud, too fast, too abrasive. It made me feel nervous and very uncomfortable. I always listened to ?Death and Transfiguration? on my drive to the office. The rest of the drive passed by uneventfully and before I knew it, the ESUN headquarters loomed above me.

I parked the car and checked my make up in the rearview mirror, everything looked okay. My ?fellow? diplomats were still trying to convince me to actually use the valet service; but I hated to be waited on hand and foot. It gave me satisfaction to do things myself, there were very few things in my life that were under my control. Satisfaction and control..Two things in which my life has been sorely lacking.

I waited at the ornate front doors for the bodyguards to escort me to my office. They were nice men, about Heero?s age and handsome but they just...to them I really was just a means to an end. There was no love, no romance; just political advancement or conquest. And I knew it. I had always hoped that that wouldn't be the case with Heero and me, but as I looked back...I must have been. I mean if there had really been something between us, something would have happened, maybe he would have kissed me, maybe he would have stayed.

Robert and Alfons went to their office and I hesitantly stepped into mine, only to be inundated with phone calls and messages and paper work.

?Madam President, the New York Times just called! They want an interview! The representative of L6 needs to talk to you immediately! The paperwork for the Veteran?s Bureau is here and needs your signature! The Rockafellers from New York need your RSVP for their winter ball!? My assistant fluttered about like a panicked songbird. A very nice girl, my assistant. Marianne was a bit high strung, but very competent and organized.

?Marianne hush! Bring me coffee, then you can tell me the sky is falling, alright?? I smiled for her, coffee was a necessity. Well, coffee and a bit of the whiskey hidden in the bottom drawer of my desk. Marianne rushed out of my office, her bright blonde hair flying behind her.

I made my way over to the imposing oak desk when a thought slipped slyly into my head?

The day has just begun, and i am buried in paperwork. I take a break, sipping my now cold coffee. Turning my large desk chair around, I stare out the window, for once not thinking of anything. The door opens and closes quietly. The atmosphere in the office changes immediately, and I know who it is. It never fails, no matter how quietly he sneaks about, I always know he?s there. I turn the chair around slowly and take a fortifying gulp of my coffee.

Heero is there, standing like a warrior of old, claiming his bride. His eyes are dark, and they pierce my flesh. That warm curl of arousal catches me by surprise, all he has it do is look at me and I become wanton and bold. I walk around my desk, my eyes never leaving his. I stop in front of him, neither of us wants to admit our attraction yet, but our bodies are craving something entirely different. Before I can react his mouth is on mine, his hands buried in my hair. The intensity of his kisses forces me back a step or two, and the small of my back rests against the edge of my desk. I kiss him hard, dragging him back with me.

Our bodies pressed together, the air of passion and arousal makes me light headed. His right hand slides down my neck, resting gently on my collar bone. His touch...I feel on fire. Every nerve ending just screaming out for completion. His hand slides lower, Heero?s hand slides lower while his mouth unravels me. His large calloused palm resting on my brea--

?Here it is, Miss Relena! Just the way you like it,? Marianne smiled perkily. I was startled from my daydream, I could just fell I was blushing. I took the cup from her and smiled.

?Marianne, why don't you get back to me on those phone calls? I?m going to do some paperwork for now.? I asked politely, trying in vain to reign in my speeding heart. I sat down in that great big chair behind my great big desk, turning the chair to face the wondows. I loved to stare out, I would imagine myself in some exotic locale. Some days I would be a school girl, others i would be from high in the Swedish Alps; with my little white cap and dress. I sighed and sipped my coffee. The sound of the door opening and closing cut through my thoughts. Turning, I was so startled that I dropped my coffee cup.

*crash!*

HEERO!?

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[takisha16]

JAJAJJA, that was awesome!
Wouldn't everybody want their own daydreams to come true!?
yep Relena sure is lucky, I like the chatcater for her secretary she seems exaclty the person Relena would have. I also agree with your idea on how Relena probably started drinking from stress, it tends to have that affect on you just like Relena claimed. I wonder why Heero came back?
I sure would have been startled too, after that daydream interruption the deja-vu!
jajajja
keep it up

[perfectpeach]

OH OH OH OH! you have to write more now! i want to be able to read the next chapter when i get home! please make my return trip a nice one! hehe! the writing in italics...they are soooooo hot!