When It's Not You ( Chap 2 )

[Aieki Chan]

When It's Not You





By Kristy Le

Pen name: Aieki Chan











Disclaimer will be held through the whole story....





Chapter 2




Dorothy walked out of the bathroom with her long hair dripping behind. The phone rang when she picked up the blowdryer, “ Ugh.” Picking up the phone, Dorothy carosponded it in ignorance, “ Hello? Dorothy Catalonia speaking.” “ Dorothy? Um...its Quatre” Dorothy arched an eyebrow, “ Quatre Raberba Winner? What a pleasant to talk to you. Now what do you need?”



“ I just wanted to ask you if you were free today. Umm...if your busy-,” He was cut with Dorothy expleeding, “ I’m free.” “ Oh...well I was planning that we’d go to lunch and head out to someplace.” “ Fine.” Dorothy toned herself to, ‘ its no big deal’ when inside, she was jumping for joy. “ Okay then, I’ll pick you up in an hour.” “ Oh joy,” Dorothy said in sarcasm and then hung up.



After that, she ran to her closet and looked around for appropiate clothes. “ Damn you Catalonia. He’s just a rich boy who is now your ex-fiance!” Dorothy sat down on the heap of clothes. “ You shouldn’t make a big deal of it. Your growing soft in the years.” Dorothy narrowed her eyes, she fixed her voice and stalked off to the clothes again.



In less then half an hour Dorothy came out of the bathroom with her hair knot-free and straight. She hadn’t put her make-up on and so she tapped the heavey pale power on with eye-liners, and etc. Going downstairs she saw Quatre waiting for her in a sweater and jeans. He had grown alot the last time they’ve seen eachother.



“ Quatre Raberba Winner. I see you’re not a kind boy anymore.” Dorothy didn’t understand why she always used his full name. “ And Dorothy Catalonia, it’s nice to see that you’re well.” “ I’ve grown without your kindness Mr. Winner.” “ Yes indeed and does this date have to be so formal Miss Dorothy?” “ All shall yes, with you such a ranking person known as the head of Winner Corp. and in the E.S.U.N.”



“ Very well Miss Dorothy.” “ And so we’re are we going for lunch?” Dorothy subjected to something near the rate of their business. “ It is your choice.” “ Very well,” Dorothy smirked, “ A gosipping lunch will do.” Quatre felt a quese of uncomfortable hereing gossips but a delight that Dorothy would spend lunch with him. “ I guess Sio`n Du’ Le would have to do.”



“ As you wish, “ Quatre opened the door and signaled Dorothy to go to the car. “ You’re such a gentlemen Mr. Winner.” “ And I will always be one. Rashid, we will head towards Sio`n Du’ Le.” “ Yes Master Quatre.” Rashid nodded and Quatre got in sitting next to Quatre.



Dorothy felt her heat wave burning with Quatre sitting less the 5 inches next to her. Dorothy masked her face with ignorance and said, “ How’ve you been in the last years Mr. Winner?”
” I’m doing fine, with the business. I was...” Quatre began to trail off and added, “ ...umm...I was thinking of staying on Earth for a while. “ Why is that? Too bad I won’t be staying here for long.” Quatre felt his heart pound, Don’t tell me your planning to choose to go with that man to Mars already.... “ Why is that?” “ I was planning to go to...L4.”



Quatre felt relieved and looked at her, “ L4? Why there?” What was I saying? I’m not planning to go to L4! I was supposed to say Mars! What is going on with you Catalonia?

“ And why would that concern you?” “ Nothing.” Quatre replied, and then looked at the driver, “ Rashid, how long is it to the restuarant?” “ In 15 more minutes Master Quatre.”

“ Thank you.”



“ Mr. Winner, have you heard rumours about Sally Po and Wufei Chang?” Quatre stared at Dorothy bewild, “ Um...I don’t think so.” “ Tsk, Tsk. Even your own comrades your clueless about. Haven’t you heard the facts that Sally is pregnant?” Quatre’s eyes widened. “ Oh, so you seem surprise.” “ Yes I am.” “ How behind you are in the real life Quatre Raberba Winner.”



“ Miss Dorothy,” Quatre toned. “ Monotonely aren’t we? Acting like Heero Yuy the Perfect Soldier? How is he anyways, with Miss Relena I mean.” “ Their having a problem, Relena is planning to go who knows where for 2 days. She’s ignoring Heero because Heero is ignoring her.” “ Relena’s going somewhere without a bodyguard? My my, isn’t that pleasant, but dangerous also.” “ Yes, I agree.”



So Miss Relena is planning to go somewhere for 2 days eh? Maybe I’ll go with her, to leave myself 5 days thinking. “ Miss Dorothy? Miss Dorothy?” Quatre began to get worried so shook her lightly on the shoulder. Dorothy blinked and replied, “ Mr. Winner!” “ Umm...I’m sorry but you got me worried getting spaced out.” Dorothy promted up and smirked, “ Rashid, are we at the restaurant yet?” “ Almost Miss Dorothy.”



“ So we still have some time to talk about the others. Have you heard about Miss Schebeiker and Gundam Pilot 02?” Quatre fumbled with his hands, “ I have no time to talk with my old friends in the political world anymore.” Dorothy raised an eyebrow, “ Is that so? Well, I’ll give you an update. I have heard with my gossiping ears that Miss Schebeiker is ready to marry Lord Alexander the III of Colony L2.”



“ Why is that?!” Quatre asked with worriedness for his friend Duo Maxwell. “ What else, Miss Schebeiker did the right thing anyways. Duo Maxwell is a man that has nothing, he goes and finds girls that he doesn’t even know. To him its like love at first sight, don’t you assume? While his true lover was right in front of him.”



Quatre tightened his grip, he tried to calm himself down. Didn’t Dorothy know that she was going to far on his dear friend? She does have a point though. Duo never noticed Hilde’s love.



“ Don’t give me that tense look Mr. Winner. If you wish to hit me then do so. I’m just saying what is true, not what that is like an opinion. I am not like Miss Relena Peacecraft.” “ Yes, you are not. Your too honost with your words.” Dorothy gave out a bitter chuckle, “ Me honost? Why thank you Mr. Quatre.” Her words were filled with sarcasm.



“ Yes...” “ Master Quatre, Miss Dorothy, we are here.” Quatre looked out the window to see a petite restuarant, but it seemed to be very expensive seeing the formal base of the people outwear. Rashid had seemed to stop the car in front of the restuarant and opened Quatre’s side; the one facing the door. Quatre appeared out and Dorothy afterward.



“ I will be waiting in the car. If you need me Master Quatre then you’ll know where I am.” Quatre gave a slight nodd and held out his arm to Dorothy. Without hesitation, Dorothy took it and Quatre guided her inside. The Door Man opened the door for them and they went in.



Wispers were spread through the restuarant to hear that one of their handsome bachelor political man and girl had stepped foot in the petite restuarant, Dorothy only smirked more. It was nothing funny or evil in those grins of her, only seductive but painful. “ I see that you have some admirers Mr. Winner.” “ I see that you have some too.”



“ To bad I can’t choose anyone of those rich lads around us. A soon-to-be wedded wife can’t be that low.” Dorothy sighed. Quatre looked at the floor biting his tounge, “ Do you love him? Your fiance`?”



Why does the Question always come up? Dorothy told herself. “ Do I have to answer this question? If I have to, then I have to say I –,” Why can’t I say it? All I have to say is that I do! “ You ....?” “ I-,” Dorothy bit her lower lip, why was this so fustrating?! “ What my emotion feels have nothing to do with you!” Dorothy finally said. Of course it has something to do with me, Quatre thought.



They then sat down at an empty table behind an aisle of plants, clear of the atmoshere to hear what is said on the other side.



“ Now let the gossip begin...” Dorothy smirked.









T. B. C




A/N. Awww... .end of Chapter 2. Sorry readers but the more reviews, the more the chapters! I told you this chapter had loads of stats on what was happening on the G-Gang. Next chapter, more gossip news, they are really suprising might I say.