Cherry Wood (Oneshot, R for fluffy nudity)

[Alilamba]

Cherry Wood

Relena sighed heavily as she gave up on her paperwork. She glanced at her wristwatch: it was a little after seven. Well, she mused, rubbing her sore neck, she had skipped traffic, but with the two-hour drive?Relena massaged her temples, knowing her aching back would have to wait until she got home.
The video screen buzzed from the corner of her desk.
?Miss Peacecraft?? Brigitta was still here as well.
?Yes?? Relena addressed her secretary, smiling.
?I was just wondering if you had made plans to go home yet, Miss??
The Foreign Minister nodded, ?I was just getting to that. Brigitta, you know you could have gone home hours ago??
?I am here to serve, Miss. Would you like a cup of tea before heading home??
?No, thank you.?
Brigitta smiled quaintly and terminated the connection. Relena leaned over to rub her tired ankle, but as the giant swell of her stomach pushed itself against her thighs, she knew she would have to live with the slight ache.
Relena looked for anything that she may need to take with her in the office before realizing she would be too tired to commit to any of it. Suffering another sigh Relena pushed her chair away from the desk and hoisted herself, belly-first, from her seat. I wonder if you?ll be as in the way once you?re born? She thought with a smile to herself, acknowledging her limited mobility. She said goodnight to Brigitta, already in the midst of packing up herself, as she headed to the elevator.
Relena found her small white sedan easily, as there were few cars left in the lot. Brigitta continued to threaten Relena to give her reserved parking spot back, but Relena preferred to give the elderly woman the space closer to the entrance.
Relena forwent the air conditioning as she turned her key in the ignition and started to back up her automobile, opting instead to roll down the automatic windows in the August humidity. You have a whole year to wait before you feel this, Relena thought softly to the growth inside her stomach. The car hummed with life.
The drive into the country might have frustrated most people; it was stop and go out of the city, before the flatness of the countryside. But Relena found the bareness of the landscape comforting, enjoyed the one-lane road where few, if any, other automobiles drove. As the relative sunlight faded into dusk she drew farther into overgrown fields, and the tall skyscrapers became a memory. Relena allowed herself to recline in her seat, extending her leg to reach the gas petal. She had to sit farther away from the wheel now that her middle was growing?
The last rays of sunlight were struggling to be seen by the time Relena pulled off the road and stopped on the dusty makeshift driveway before the front porch. Just as she turned off the engine the screen door swayed open, and she saw him outlined in the frame.
Heero descended the steps at slight hop, reaching the car door before Relena had a chance to open it herself. He opened it for her and helped her out. Relena smiled to herself.
?Heero, I?m not completely incompetent,? she joked as he closed the car door behind her and began to help her up the porch steps.
?Hn.?
?Welcome home to you too,? Relena leaned over to kiss as his cheek when he held the front door open for her.
She stood in the foyer as Heero passed by her into the kitchen, dropping the car keys on the side table next to the door. Heero had made the cherry wood piece the year before.
?It was warm today,? Relena hobbled over to where Heero was in the kitchen, off to the left of the foyer, ?I missed you.? Her pregnancy impeded where she would have rested herself against his back as he stood over the stove, so she kissed his shoulder instead. ?What are you making??
?Pasta.? Heero responded shortly, and Relena smiled. He had had a busy day, then. She stole a glance out the window.
Heero felt her tugging at his shirtsleeve, and cast her a sidelong glance. He wished he hadn?t when he was caught by the way the last rays of sunlight lit her blue eyes, and they shone with life.
?Let?s sit out a while,? she said, and he knew he wouldn?t be able to say no. Heero nodded and they walked to the backdoor of the kitchen to the porch, where the sun had nearly set. She sat on her side of the wooden swing and he took an extra step to sit quickly. He tried not to let her notice the way it sagged under her weight. The wide spread of overgrown feels dotted with trees was their backyard.
The crickets created the only symphony as night descended. The first stars made themselves known amongst the brilliant moon in the inky blue sky. The horizon, where the sky met the earth, was a deep orange; light pinks brushing the blue. Relena began to hum as she laid her head on Heero?s shoulder, and he brought his arm around her shoulders.
?Are you warm enough??
Relena nodded without disrupting her tune, punctuating an affirmative ?Mm-hm? in her song.
The moon rose higher into the sky. Heero smoothed his hand over her shoulder at a gentle pace, and her soft melody combined with the peace of the expanse.
The sky turned completely dark, beginning to sparkle with millions of stars.
Relena?s voice faded and was now broken, and Heero felt her head on his shoulder become heavier. He took over the leisurely swing of the bench as he sensed her falling asleep, waiting until complete calm had descended upon the landscape. A slight breeze now blew the tall, yellow grass, blue with the moon?s eerie light. Heero heard the steady breathing from her. He slowed the swing to a stop, standing with a weight on his end of the bench to keep it even before tentatively reaching under the woman.
He overestimated her as he hoisted her and her load into his arms, causing Relena to stir slightly. Heero clenched his jaw. He had to be more careful? The man stood still, waiting for them both to settle before he made his way to the back door. She seemed to always glow.
Heero left the spaghetti on the counter where it lay uncooked, the pan filled with water at a standstill. He passed through the foyer, past the simple living room where they listened to old records. He made his way up the stairs, past the baby?s room where he had finished the crib earlier that day. He would show it to her tomorrow; could stay up all night painting the finish and sanding the edges again to surprise her.
But at the bedroom he didn?t want to leave without the woman in his arms, as he laid her down on the bedspread.
She stirred at the change, blinking her eyes open, trying to find him in the darkness. He laid a hand on her thigh as he stripped to his boxer briefs, casting his clothes to the worn floor. Relena turned on her side as Heero came to lie down next to her. She tried to squirm closer to him as she whispered to him, the moonlight finding her from where it shone through the windows.
?Hey, you know the rule,? he looked at her out of the corner of his eye and raised his eyebrow a fraction, ?no clothes in bed.?
Relena saw the corner of his mouth quirk up in the darkness. He reached down and removed the last of his clothing, and Relena pushed herself against his warm skin. She was just comfortable when she felt the gentle tug at her pants. She opened one eye to see him concentrated on her hip, where the clasp and zipper locked away her skin. Relena let out a giggle. She moved her arm to help him until the ache in her back came back full force.
She let out a hiss beside herself; couldn?t stop the wince from her features. Heero?s face was immediately knotted with worry. She knew well enough not to try and cover her pain with a smile, letting him sit himself up and roll her gingerly onto her back. His nude form moved to the edge of the bed where he removed her flats, massaging her ankles soothingly as he went. He rubbed her coarse skin as he peeled off her ankle-high stockings, where she could no longer reach with moisturizer. He caressed her shin like she would have. His hand deftly undid her pants and slid them off her, adding them to the pool of material at the foot of the sturdy bed. He returned to the sheets beside her to undo the buttons of her blouse, touching the taut expanse of her stomach as he went. Her undergarments came off with the familiarity of removing them many times before.
She rolled on her side to face him as he returned beside her, comfortable in her nakedness only with him. His hand moved to her lower back, and he waited for the gentle sigh to escape her lips, letting him know he had the right spot.
He smiled unconsciously when it came.
The moon rose higher in the sky.
?Oof!? Relena suddenly let out, one hand flying to her belly.
Heero sat up immediately, rolling her onto her back again and surveying her naked body.
She was smiling and shaking her head, taking in his startled expression. ?You?re still not used to that?? she jested, ?It was only your child, the football player.?
He exhaled a breath he didn?t know he was holding at the worn joke, and came to rest a hand over hers on her stomach.
Relena tried to stifle a yawn, the gold band on her left hand glinting in the moonlight. Heero?s eyes were drawn to the delicate jewelry, the simple token she wore with such unconditional dedication. He caught her digits in his hand before she could lower them, and ducked his head to kiss the small emblem. There would never be enough time to spend with her.
?I love you.?
She lifted their hands to his cheek, soothing his skin with her cool touch. Heero kissed her palm with a turn of his head. Her eyes shone. He let himself onto the mattress beside her, resting his head on her pillow. Relena turned her head towards him, lifting his chin with her fingers. His dark eyes locked with hers, and she hoped for their child to have the life she saw in his orbs. She brought her lips to his and kissed him, relishing in the feeling of his lips pressing to hers in return, always warm and yielding. Heero draped an arm over her form, moving his other underneath her neck to grasp her left hand. Their lips broke silently and they relaxed within each others embrace.
Their breathing matured together to a constant rhythm. The crickets chirped. The sky darkened, and the moon rose higher into the sky.


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?Football? being the British word for the American ?soccer?. I always think of Relena being European?It would have been so neat if they could have had a British actress do the voice?
Well, this bit of silly fluff was inspired by the crickets outside my window, the second disc of the latest Eels album, and the maternal feeling which comes from a certain time of the month. Thank you for reading :) -Ali

[perfectpeach]

aaaw! this is too sweeet! i love this little sweet moments! they make my heart go all a-flutter.

[kawaiiemogirl]

:O that was good. so sweet.

[Alilamba]

*bumbles* Oh, I don't know...I would have really liked it if someone could have drawn that last bit..I never know if I'm getting everything right in text, if it's coming across coherently...oh well...Thank you

[takisha16]

FLUFFF!!! Fluffy Fluff!!! Yay! You can never go wrong with fluff, this was amazing, I loved the small moments between them.
They were so in character, it's exactly like I would imagine them being married. Awesome job! Keep it up

[blackrose]

Very sweet, and cute. Heero's going to be a dad!

Heero: O_O
Relena: *shy smile*
Heero: He's NOT going to be a Gundam pilot.
Relena: *giggles* What if it's a girl?
Heero: *thud*

It was wonderful.