Blissful Ignorance

Zechs glared at Heero. Heero did his death glare back. Relena was at Heero's side looking from Zechs to Heero, Heero to Zechs. Duo was doing similar, except behind Zechs. Then Relena and Duo's eyes met, and they both just shrugged at the awkward silence.

"Yeah," Heero finally answered, "It's been a while..."

"Hey! That's a line from a song!" Duo quickly said, trying to lighten up the mood a bit, "It's been a while, since I could..."

"Shut up, Duo!" Heero, Zechs, Relena... and was that the hotel security staff that had just come in and yelled at him in unison to stop singing too?

Wow, the guy's popular.

Or else just annoying.

Perhaps both?

Or known for being a lousy singer?

Oh well, on with the story.

Zechs pointed the gun at Heero's face. Heero didn't budge, but Relena on the other hand turned red with anger.

"Milliardo, do you really think that aiming that gun at Heero will do anything in this situation?" Relena asked, slyly. Zechs didn't waver. Relena sighed. "You know, you should really get a hobby. You're wasting your night trying to stop your younger sister from dating one of the best of our Preventers staff. How do you think the paparazzi will take that? You are threatening his life in public after all..."

Zechs looked at her. "What do you mean how do I think the press will take that? They're not here to..." There was a big *FLASH* followed by the sound of running footsteps toward the hotel lobby's door.

Relena shook her head. "You're stupid, when has the press never been around me? I'm kind of famous, you know...that ex-queen of the world crap?" Zechs stared at the retreating reporter with horror in his eyes. "Ah yes, I'd say he has a motorcycle somewhere close by and that if you want to save your reputation, you'd better go after him before he gets that picture loaded into a magazine..."

"This isn't over, Yuy!" Zechs screamed, running for the door. Relena grinned, then shook her head.

Her brother was a loser, sometimes.

Heero, after taking his sight away from Zechs screaming after a reporter and sprinting out the lobby door, then looked to Duo and glared. "You..."

Duo gulped.

isn't anybody going to continue????

*laughs* You know, I think we should.

This poor round robin seems to have been left behind in the dust and forgotten. I'll have to refresh my memory on the plot *snorts* and I'll add a little bit.

Some else is more than welcome to do so too!

Relena looked at Heero as he returned back from who knows where in the hotel w/o Duo. She didn't know what Heero had done to the poor American, so she didn't ask. Instead, she let Heero lead her toward the famous hotel restaurant.

"This is nice." Relena looked around at the interior of the room while Heero held out the chair for her to seat at the reserved table that awaited them. She prayed that the young man didn't notice the faint blush that appeared when Heero had held out the chair for her.

"Hn." Heero didn't notice the blush, since he was too busy noticing the silkiness of the young woman's hair and her smooth skin, which he had touched briefly while he had held out the chair for her. He reluctantly let go of the chair to strode toward his own chair and sit down.

Then their waiter appeared.

"How can I help---"

The young couple turned to stare at their waiter.

"What are you doing here, Trowa?"

Trowa blinked. "I should ask the same question."

Heero flushed uncomfortably. "We're on a date."

Trowa lifted his eyebrow in surprise. "I see." He paused for a moment. "It's about time."

Relena blushed.

Heero decided to change the subject. "You didn't answer my question. Why are you a waiter?"

"I'm undercover."

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So who's next?

Trowa looked around to see if anybody was watching. He leaned in closer to the table. Automaticly Relena and Heero moved in closer to Trowa.
"I'm supposed to watch someone"

"Really who?" whas Relena's reply.

"I don't know" Heero and Relena sweat drops

Heero looked quite irritated, "and how can you not know" even Relena noticed that he was keeping his teeth together so he would not scream the sentence.

"I just got a massage from Zechs"

Relena started banging her head on the table.
"Ok SMART ASS.....Look around the restaurant." Heero said, still controling his anger.
Trowa looked around, after a minute or so he put his shoulders up.
Heero signed, *what a baka!*
"Who is the one Zechs will always want to protect?"
"Euhm....O I know I know! Noin!"
This was the point where Heero wanted to follow Relena in her head bashing. But he kept his temper and bit his toung VERY hard.
"no"
"Euhm....the Gundam Pilots?"
"Hell no"
"Euhm, Lady Une?"
"Trowa, have you been doing drugs?"
Trowa looked shocked "no" Heero gave him his best death glare, but Trowa was unaffected, he even tryed to mimic Heero's look but ended up making quite a comical face.
"Reeeealy...." Heero could feel the steel of his gun burning against his leg, and it took a lot of self control to keep from pointing the weapon against Trowa's "accets"
*tump*
Relena stopped bashing her head when she heard something fall.
After further inspection, she found Trowa, on the floor, next to their table.
Heero got of his chair and checked his polse.
"He'll be fine"
Relena just nodded. "What was up with him?"
Heero grunted "Duo gave him a nice sigaret again"
"Ow, those home made sigarets!"
An eyebrow arched "How do you know?"
*blush* "Ow, I heard"
Heero rolled his eyes "Gave you one too?"
Relena nodded.
*This is going to be one hell of the date* Heero rested his head in his hand and sighed.

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Ok so, I'm dutch, don't mind the spelling. Was this ok? Or should I stop writing now, and just read?

Oh God guys! Hahahaahahahaha! Please continue this fic! I'm laughing soooo hard!Hahahaahaha! I'll wait but please POST SOMETHING!!! Relena smoking the sigarets Heero with gay shop assistant! Oh God!!!!! Hahahaahahaha! *she laughs like insane* Oh please guys, next part QUICK!!!Hahahaha