Disclaimer: All standard stuff. If you must have proof, see chapter 1 please.
Perhaps an Intention
By: Ame-san
Chapter 3
T.I.S.Corporation. It has to be in here somewhere. She searched the dusty old box in hopes of finding a clue that would solve her problem. Well, problems. For the past hour and half she had stuck her head in every box, drawer, cabinet, shelf, anything that stored old files and cases. Still, there was no trace of what she was looking for. It was at times like this she reprimanded herself harshly for her lack of organizations. Her office might look clean, well organized, but beneath that perfect exterior there lay a shambles. The files might appear to be in their proper place, but it would take a century to find them. The ones you needed the most, of course. Life, as always, loved to play tricks on people as if it were not hard enough for them. She kept searching, digging, and flipping through every single page of thick packets of nonsense, things she could careless about, things that held great values to others. And amidst of all, she wondered why. Why would this little insignificant detail of someone else's life matter to her? Why would she sacrifice her dinner with her daughter just for a sheet of paper? Why would she care about this Clementine? Then there was the most disturbing question hung in her head and feasted upon her mind: Why was she doing this for Heero?
Turning to see the clock on the far left wall of her office, she dialed the number to his home with papers still clutched in her hands. This would not be a call of confrontation, she was only calling to ask him to check on her daughter. She told herself that repeatedly as the line was being connected.
" Heero? Hi." She neglected the usual formality when he appeared on the screen. " I still have a few cases to review before I can leave, so would you please go over to check on Liz? I already called her, but I would feel much better if you were there with her."
" Yeah." There was a reluctance in his voice. " Relena I have..."
" You are not busy right now, are you?" She shot him a quick glance before diverting back her attention to the papers. She didn't feel like looking at him in the face.
" No, I can make it. I...I think we need to talk."
We need to talk. The worst four words in any language.
" I've been wanting to call you, but..."
" Heero, I understand. There is something I have to say to you too, but can you give me some time ok?" She avoided his gaze. " There is something I have to do before we can have this talk. Give me two days, and I'll call you when I'm ready. Alright? See you." She terminated the link as quickly as possible. What am I doing? I can't be jealous of her, can I?
He hung up the call and grabbed his keys. Slowly he walked toward the door of his tiny apartment. Turning off the light as he opened the door, one thought circled in his mind and a lump formed in his throat as he suddenly felt the air thin and suffocating.
" Just what did I do wrong this time?" He shot the door tightly. I only wanted to ask you to give me one good reason why I shouldn't like Clementine. I guess your answer is clear.
" Ha, I've got it!" She grinned in triumph. " Now let's see what T.I.S. is really about."
* * *
She was expecting the second call from her mother to check on her, but instead Quatre Winner greeted her through the screen. She had not seen him in almost four months, since he had assumed a full time job as the head of Winner Corporation. Although Quatre refused at the beginning, for he loved life on Earth, family tradition conquered everything once again. It was a tough adversary to beat indeed, and in the end he lost the battle to conformity.
" Uncle Quatre!" She was quite happy to see him. " Hi! It's been so long since you last called. I'm actually beginning to miss you."
" Hi Liz. I almost missed you too." He said jokingly. " How is your mom, Liz? I can see that she's not there right now? Where is she?"
" Wait up on the questions, Uncle Quatre. If you must know, Mom is doing just fine. She's working late tonight."
" Always the hard worker. Well," He cleared his throat. " I'm actually calling for three things. First, I just want to say hi and check on you guys. Second, I hear that you've met Clementine already."
" Duo told you that, didn't he? Uncle Duo is... well...Uncle Duo." She chuckled lightly. " So, what do you want to know?"
" How is Lena taking it?" He asked. It seemed like that that was the question of the week.
" She says she's fine. She denies completely of having any feelings toward him, but I don't think she's too fond of Clementine. "
" Well, I've had a chance of meeting her a while ago. She doesn't seem too bad."
" That's just the problem. She's too perfect. It makes everyone jealous of her to some degree." She explained.
" She reminds me of your mother when she was young."
" Excuse me?"
" Before Lena moved away, she used to be just like Clementine. Perfect in everything. Power, beauty, smarts, she's got it all. Sometime I think Heero went out with Miss Thierry because she reminds him so much of your mother, the old Relena. The Relena who was so much in love with him, not the Lena who only thought him as a friend." His voice was hoarse.
" I don't doubt that. But do you really think that mom only thinks him as a friend?"
The happy mood changed to one of nostalgia.
" Maybe. We can only speculate. Besides, it's her decision, though I think she has built a wall around herself. She doesn't want anyone to get close to her, does she?"
" Self-defense mechanism. It's there for a good reason. It's her way of avoiding pain. I sort of inherited that from her too. We are fine just by ourselves."
" Is that why you don't date?" He teased her. " Not that you should."
" This has nothing to do with me, Uncle Quatre. Don't forget that you are not Duo. One is enough, we don't need another."
" Sorry." Only he would apologize for a joke.
" So what about Clementine? Think she's good for Heero?" Liz questioned.
" I don't know. But if it's true that Heero only dates her because of his memory of Relena, the answer is no. It would hurt everyone in the end. If otherwise, then yes. It all depends on Heero." He said knowingly.
" And Thierry..." She trailed off.
" Hey, why are we so worried. I think we should just leave them alone. They know what they are doing. Just let them be." He paused. " Oh, I almost forgot to tell you the third reason I called tonight. I'm coming back to Earth this weekend for a meeting. I thought it would be nice for all of us to have dinner Saturday night. What do you say, Liz?"
" Great, I'll be there!"
* * *
She sat in front of her lab top computer in the dark room where the only light was coming from the monitor screen. She had been waiting patiently for nearly an hour. Motionless, she sat with her back straight staring into the empty screen. She was cold, afraid, angered, and consumed by despair. She bit her lips until blood colored them with the bitter color of a black rose, leaving a more distinct contrast with her pale face. Her eyes lacked the usual glittering animation, instead they were replaced by two orbs of emptiness. Tick, tick, the clock on the white-washed wall continued its count toward infinity. She waited, prayed. Then the screen came to live with a phone call. A man whose face was covered by shadows appeared as expected.
" Miss Thierry. I see you have been waiting. Sorry for the delay. There has been some minor complications tonight." He gray eyes flashed.
" What complications? What do you mean?" She asked without betraying her fear. Her voice calm yet her heart raced in a whirlpool.
" Some one was having a hard time cooperating, nothing of your concerns of course."
" I will not let you harm any of them, you hear!" Her rage got the better side of her. If I could only do something about it. God please help me. Please.
" Do calm down. But let me remind you that there is only one left. The other was eliminated tonight." He threatened her. " If there is any problems in the future, I can't promise you what we might not do to this one."
" You bastards!" She tightened her fists at her side as her nails dug into the flesh. " Tell me who?!" She held back the hot tears in her eyes.
" I can't tell you who. It's not my place to inform you of such tragedy. " The man cackled.
" You will pay for this. I will find a way, just you wait." She warned him. " I promise you that."
" Of course you will, of course. Good night, Miss Thierry. Be perfect, little princess." The link was terminated.
* * *
" T.I.S.," Lena said to herself with the papers in her hands. Her back slouched into the chair. " stands for Thierry Inter-colonial Satellite. It also has its own software company. So the company is huge after all. Interesting. It says on here that there was a sudden transfer of power one year ago, and they just had a law suit over some paltry copyright issues. Funny that I defended the accused in this case and won. Thierry probably hates my guts if she knew."
She flipped a few pages. " What's this?" It was a newspaper clipping. " Thierry was engaged right before the transfer of power? Why is this even in here? I have never seen it before when I first reviewed the case. Could I have missed it? " She knew she couldn't possibly have, but then what?
" If she were to marry someone else, why is she dating Heero?" She questioned no one in particular.
" And what you know, Miss Thierry had been very modest about her company, especially her ties with the colonies. Quatre must know about her."
She continued reading. " Still, her engagement shouldn't be a big fuss in the media. I wonder...or maybe Heero already knew..." God I hope I'm doing the right thing.
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Ame-san on 2002-05-10 15:05 ]</font>
Perhaps an Intention chapt 3
-
goddesswing
- Coordinator||Plotting nightly on how to 'get' Kyo
- Posts: 66
- Joined: Mon Apr 15, 2002 6:00 pm
- Location: Falls Church, VA
-
kawaiiemogirl
- Fanfic demi-god(dess)|Fanfic demi-god|Fanfic demi-goddess
- Posts: 154
- Joined: Mon Jan 03, 2005 4:56 pm
- Location: Texas,USA
