It's Time 3
Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2003 2:11 pm
It?s Time 3
Melville?s Best Friend
When I'm lost in the rain
In your eyes I know I'll find the light to light my way
And when I'm scared and losing ground
When my world is going crazy, you can turn it all around
And when I'm down you're there; pushing me to the top
You're always there; giving me all you've got
?Hey Cathy. Where?s Trowa??
?He?s working on something in his room,? Catherine frowned as the stubborn stain wouldn?t come out of the dish. She started scraping her nail across the stuck morsel of food. ?He says you guys need to talk, and to go on in.?
?Thanks Cathy.?
She made her way up the stairs into Trowa?s room where she saw him transfixed on his laptop. The sight reminded her of Heero. He?d stay up all the time on that computer of his, doing who knows what all night long. She knocked on the doorframe.
?Hey, Heero! What?s up??
?I?m Trowa.?
?That?s what I said, silly.?
?No you didn?t.?
Her eyes adopted a sadness that made her glow. She was radient no matter how badly she felt, or what emotion she expressed, and Trowa found himself ready to propose.
?You?You look like him right now. This picture,? she waved her hand at the scene before her, ?reminds me of him.?
?We,? he said, sighing, ?need to talk.?
She sat on his bed, ready for the deep conversation he would start. She had come to love talking to him. It was so easy to tell him all on her mind. She could speak of Heero to him as if?as if she were over him.
?I?m scared, Trowa.?
For a shield from the storm;
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm,
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong
For the will to carry on
For everything you do
For everything that's true,
I turn to you
The sudden statement startled him, and he moved so that he was sitting next to her on the bed. He placed an arm around her, letting her head rest on his torso. She started spilling to him; tears and emotions.
?I?m so scared??
?Shh, Relena?? he noticed that she was shaking, and moved his hands quickly along her back to warm her. ?You can tell me.?
?I?m scared that he won?t keep his promise.?
His eyes hardened when she mentioned him.
?What promise??
?He said he?d kill me.?
His arms engulfed her, and he found himself kissing the top of her head. He rocked her gently, afraid that if he stopped, he?d lose her forever. They remained embraced until she fell asleep.
?You?re going down-hill, Relena,? he whispered, ?and I don?t seem to be helping you??
When I lose my will to win,
I just reach for you and I can reach the sky again.
I can do anything,
'Cause your love is so amazing; 'cause your love inspires me.
And when I need a friend, you're always on my side;
Giving me faith that gets me through the night.
?Relena, Mr. Johnson is here for your 10:00 meeting, your lawyer?s in the conference room, you have a call on lines 3, 4, and 7.?
She rubbed her face and moaned as her secretary interrupted her for the 7th time that morning. She sighed and pressed her speaker button, keeping her temper at a relatively safe point.
?Tell Ed I?ll be with him in a minute and that I?m sorry for the wait. Tell Roberta that I have nothing to discuss with her, as I have decided to drop charges, seeing as how the paparazzi SWEAR they didn?t know it was me, and who?s on what line??
?Aaron Steer is line 3, Brittany Jones is line four, and the Preventer office is on line 7.?
?Thanks.?
She quickly pushed the buttons that would link her to Preventer headquarters, and answered with a calm air, ?Vice Foreign Minister, Relena Dorlain.?
?Relena, put me on vid-link.?
She cursed as her fears proved correct; Chang, Wufie was on the line. Sighing, she set up her camera, brushed her hair as quickly as possible, and smoothed the creases in her satin jacket.
Her fake smile met his glare, and she suddenly felt childish. Crimson rose to her face as she folded her hands and politely asked what she could ?help him with?.
?Don?t play innocent with me, Relena.?
?Wufie, I have a lot of work to do,? she started straightening papers, ?and I don?t really have time for this right now.?
?You will listen, onna, because I refuse to come down there to watch over you myself.?
?Wufie, can this please wait? I have a stack of-?
?You?re too busy to talk to me, yet you find time to hack onto Preventer files and search for him.?
Her head immediately jolted towards the screen as she looked at him. She had never seen him look as he did right now. Anxiety for HER was evident on him, as well as an anger he failed to hide?and?. understanding. Pity flashed through his dark eyes, and she suddenly could no longer look at him. Her head dropped, and she realized that her breath was shallow and rigged. Her hands found their way to her skirt, where they clenched so tightly, blood seeped onto her fabric. Salt soon washed away her warm liquid as it fell down her cheeks with an angel?s caress.
?Relena, we need to talk about this. You?re placing yourself in precarious situations, here. You?ll end up dead, and he won?t be there.?
And HE WON?T be there?..
She whispered to no one in particular. Her words were slurred with regret, betrayal, and depression, and Wufie didn?t have to hear to know what she said.
?As much as I care for you, Relena, I can?t trust you,? he placed a file on his desk and looked away from her. ?I?m sending Noin to take care of you, and Zechs will be informed of your situation.?
She sat upright, gripping the computer with all her strength, pleading for him to reconsider. Her pleas fell deftly upon nothing other than the room, as he terminated the connection.
For a shield from the storm
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong
For the will to carry on
For everything you do
For everything that's true,
I turn to you.
?I?m home!?
Relena walked in her house, threw her coat on the floor, and lugged her 20-pound briefcase up the stairs to her private study. Catherine darted in quickly, smiling in her usual ?turn that from upside down? manner, and Relena could manage no smile for her friend today.
Catherine pouted. Her carefree features vanished behind a mask that was reserved for performances only?only now; she had been serious all the time, what with Relena?s constant depression.
?Relena, come downstairs and eat! Trowa made your favorite!?
?I have a lot of work to do?Milliardo kicked me out of my office,? she rubbed her eyes, unaware of the black surrounding them, ?and told me to go home. I have to finish these statements by morning or else these people don?t get homes??
?Can I help??
Relena looked at her and smiled for the first time all day. It barely touched here eyes, however, and it disappeared as soon as it had touched her face.
?You wouldn?t know how, and it?d take me forever just to explain it to you.?
?Can I get you anything, then? Coffee? Chocolate??
Yeah?Heero?
?No thank you, Cathy. I?m fine.?
?Relena, you haven?t been eatin-?
?Catherine, I?m fine.?
Her tone was uncharacteristic, and Catherine found herself leaving. Her heart bled with love for Relena, but there was nothing she was able to do. In the three months they had been living together, Catherine was unable to do anything more than make her laugh? even that power had steadily weakened.
Catherine made her way down to the kitchen, where Trowa waited patiently. She shook her head as she sat down.
?She?s not coming.?
Trowa watched his sister?s mood darken, and he felt a pang at his chest. How dare Relena sick her troubles on his undeserving sister? He placed the tray of lasagna on the table and headed upstairs. The door opened with a resounding THUD; his sight drifted to her surprised expression. He hadn?t even knocked.
?Trowa, I?m really bu-?
?Look,? he interrupted her, ?I know you?re upset about all you?ve gone through, but Catherine is trying so hard to cheer you up. The least you could do, Relena, is talk to her.?
Her eyes shied from his, and she started mumbling some inane excuse when she felt his hand on her chin, pulling her eyes to mesh with his once more.
?Relena, all she wants to do is help.?
?And what about you?? the words were out of her mouth before she even knew what she had said, and he released his hold on her face. Pleased that he?d let go, she grew braver, and words formed unpracticed as they flowed from her heart.
?You?re the one?s who?s always been there. You?re the one who always tucks me in, Trowa. You?re the one who shelters me. You?re the one who?s taking his pla-?
She stopped as she realized what she had said. Her hand darted to her mouth, where she once again found his hand. It covered hers, and gently weaved their fingers together.
?A wise man once told me,? he said, eyes hazing, ?that the only way to lead a good life was to follow your emotions.?
?I am following them, Trowa. Help me,? her hand found his face, caressing his cheek in a wifely way. ? Help me find him.?
He sighed, and continued to caress her fingers in his own.
?I-?
?Relena, get out of here and go to bed.?
Her eyes closed, and her hand fell from his face. Wufie had alerted her brother and Noin as he had threatened, but her sister-in-law was on maternity leave, and Milliardo had come down to handle matters personally.
Trowa sighed and moved away from her. He walked past Zechs, nodding as he did so, and left the siblings in the room. Zechs greeted him in the same fashion, and turned his attention to his little sister after Trowa had gone.
?You?re making yourself sick, Relena. Go to bed.?
?I will, Milliardo, when these statements are finished.?
His eyes narrowed. ?You will NOW.?
She stood, eyes burning with determination.
?These people will not get houses if I do not do my job.?
?You?ll die if you DO do your job.?
?Milliardo, are you insane? Do you not see me here, alive and well??
?You?re neither, Relena, and you know it.?
?What the hell is that supposed to mean??
He should have noted her cursing. He should have taken it as a sign she was way out of character.
?You?ve been dying ever since that bastard left you alone.?
Her eyes shot open. Her nose flared in defiance, and her fists balled to her sides. Her chest rose and fell abnormally as he spoke.
There was an explosion within the room that no one could see or hear. Within Relena, there was a struggle, and the enemy won; her conscious lost.
?What. Did. You. Say.?
He moved to her side in an instant, afraid of what she might do were she to lose herself completely.
Too late.
?Relena, I-?
She pushed him away, grabbing a letter opener from her desk.
?What did you say?? What? WHAT DID YOU SAY??
He moved slowly, making sure she didn?t hurt herself; after all, he could take a slight stab?he was Zechs Marquis. Her eyes changed color as she stared at him, horror evident on her face. She gasped for air as if there were none in the room, and kept the knife darting, unable to steady her shaking limbs.
Trowa and Catherine rushed in upon hearing her screams, which only added to her frenzy.
?Who the HELL are you to say who he is??
Tears hit the carpet as if the sprinkler system was on. The weapon darted back and forth from body to body. Scared, she started to back towards the door. They watched her; unable to get near her for fear she would injure herself were they to get too close.
?Catherine, stay behind me,? Trowa whispered.
?Don?t!? she screamed as she saw Trowa step closer. Her body made it out of her study, and once clear, she ran. The stairs were easy to run down, and she found herself flying own them with a speed that matched a cheetah.
She flew to the doors, running outside where rain poured steadily down to her. Her breath was visible in the chilling August air, and she began to run as fast as she could towards anything other than home. She was blindly looking for Heero, and the only way he would come to her is if she were hurt.
Heero, please help! Come here, Heero and save me!!!!
She ran towards the street, ready to climb the gate that divided her land from government proporty. Her feet throbbed with the pang of stones digging into her delicate flesh, causing her to stumble over herself. Through the rain, she managed to see the gate, and was about to reach it when she was grasped from behind. She screamed and thrashed, trying desperately to get free. Her hair stuck to her skin from the rain, and tangled itself in her captor?s arms.
?Relena, it?s me. Calm down.?
She continued to scream, yelling for Heero to help. Begging him to come save her.
Her captor held her tightly and refused to let go. Through tightened jaws, she heard him speak again:
?Relena, he?s not coming, honey. He?s not coming back.?
The voice soothed her somehow, and her struggles lessened as she allowed the voice to tell her what she had needed to hear for so long. His voice weaved through her heart, touching a pain that had almost eaten her.
?Relena, listen to me. Listen.?
?No! He?s coming back for me!? her struggle increased as her heart suddenly denied him access. ?He?ll come back if I?m in danger- just like he did during the Eve wars!!!! He?ll come back!!!?
?Relena, he?s GONE.?
For the arms to be my shelter through all the rain;
For truth that will never change;
For someone to lean on;
for a heart I can rely on through anything;
For that one who I can run to....
I turn to you.
His arms grasped her more tightly, forcing her to stop moving. He spun her around and propped her against the gate. Cold hands dug into her arms as he held her steady. The rain pounded in her head.
?He?s gone and he won?t come back for you. He won?t come back, Relena. Face it. This is what you need to hear. Open your eyes, Relena. Open your eyes and tell me you understand.?
Her eyes slowly changed to their usual state; the cold blankness of them gone. Her mental state screamed at him, as she moaned slightly.
?Mmmnnnnnhhhhh?..Trowa??
?Listen, Relena. Tell me. I want to hear you say it.?
?Trowa??
Her eyes were half closed, and her body was shaking from the cold. She started to go limp in his hands. He leaned his face into hers, touching their noses together.
?I need,? he closed his eyes tightly, ?I NEED to hear you say it, Relena.?
His lips found her brow, and kissed it gently. Repeatedly he kissed her forehead; never full of the feel of her skin on his lips. Rain soaked his lips and the warm feel of him on her skin brought her to reality in its most bitter form. Finally she knew. She finally realized.
For a shield from the storm;
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm,
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong;
For the will to carry on;
For everything you do;
For everything that's true,
Her voice was hoarse from all her screaming, and it tore at her throat to be able to talk, but she told him. It finally registered not only to her mind, but to her heart.
?Trowa?,? she looked him in the eye, sadly. ?He?s not coming back?He?s not coming back for me?He?s?not??
She fainted into his arms, relinquishing the hold Heero had on her heart.
I turn to you?.
It was time.
Disclaimer: I don?t own the song or the characters.
AN: Though I am still in my bag (hiding) I shall make a few posts here and there?Mainly here?as the other forum?s SCARY now?*holds bag over her head* So here you are, people?Enjoy?^_^ I hope you do, anyway!
Melville?s Best Friend
When I'm lost in the rain
In your eyes I know I'll find the light to light my way
And when I'm scared and losing ground
When my world is going crazy, you can turn it all around
And when I'm down you're there; pushing me to the top
You're always there; giving me all you've got
?Hey Cathy. Where?s Trowa??
?He?s working on something in his room,? Catherine frowned as the stubborn stain wouldn?t come out of the dish. She started scraping her nail across the stuck morsel of food. ?He says you guys need to talk, and to go on in.?
?Thanks Cathy.?
She made her way up the stairs into Trowa?s room where she saw him transfixed on his laptop. The sight reminded her of Heero. He?d stay up all the time on that computer of his, doing who knows what all night long. She knocked on the doorframe.
?Hey, Heero! What?s up??
?I?m Trowa.?
?That?s what I said, silly.?
?No you didn?t.?
Her eyes adopted a sadness that made her glow. She was radient no matter how badly she felt, or what emotion she expressed, and Trowa found himself ready to propose.
?You?You look like him right now. This picture,? she waved her hand at the scene before her, ?reminds me of him.?
?We,? he said, sighing, ?need to talk.?
She sat on his bed, ready for the deep conversation he would start. She had come to love talking to him. It was so easy to tell him all on her mind. She could speak of Heero to him as if?as if she were over him.
?I?m scared, Trowa.?
For a shield from the storm;
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm,
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong
For the will to carry on
For everything you do
For everything that's true,
I turn to you
The sudden statement startled him, and he moved so that he was sitting next to her on the bed. He placed an arm around her, letting her head rest on his torso. She started spilling to him; tears and emotions.
?I?m so scared??
?Shh, Relena?? he noticed that she was shaking, and moved his hands quickly along her back to warm her. ?You can tell me.?
?I?m scared that he won?t keep his promise.?
His eyes hardened when she mentioned him.
?What promise??
?He said he?d kill me.?
His arms engulfed her, and he found himself kissing the top of her head. He rocked her gently, afraid that if he stopped, he?d lose her forever. They remained embraced until she fell asleep.
?You?re going down-hill, Relena,? he whispered, ?and I don?t seem to be helping you??
When I lose my will to win,
I just reach for you and I can reach the sky again.
I can do anything,
'Cause your love is so amazing; 'cause your love inspires me.
And when I need a friend, you're always on my side;
Giving me faith that gets me through the night.
?Relena, Mr. Johnson is here for your 10:00 meeting, your lawyer?s in the conference room, you have a call on lines 3, 4, and 7.?
She rubbed her face and moaned as her secretary interrupted her for the 7th time that morning. She sighed and pressed her speaker button, keeping her temper at a relatively safe point.
?Tell Ed I?ll be with him in a minute and that I?m sorry for the wait. Tell Roberta that I have nothing to discuss with her, as I have decided to drop charges, seeing as how the paparazzi SWEAR they didn?t know it was me, and who?s on what line??
?Aaron Steer is line 3, Brittany Jones is line four, and the Preventer office is on line 7.?
?Thanks.?
She quickly pushed the buttons that would link her to Preventer headquarters, and answered with a calm air, ?Vice Foreign Minister, Relena Dorlain.?
?Relena, put me on vid-link.?
She cursed as her fears proved correct; Chang, Wufie was on the line. Sighing, she set up her camera, brushed her hair as quickly as possible, and smoothed the creases in her satin jacket.
Her fake smile met his glare, and she suddenly felt childish. Crimson rose to her face as she folded her hands and politely asked what she could ?help him with?.
?Don?t play innocent with me, Relena.?
?Wufie, I have a lot of work to do,? she started straightening papers, ?and I don?t really have time for this right now.?
?You will listen, onna, because I refuse to come down there to watch over you myself.?
?Wufie, can this please wait? I have a stack of-?
?You?re too busy to talk to me, yet you find time to hack onto Preventer files and search for him.?
Her head immediately jolted towards the screen as she looked at him. She had never seen him look as he did right now. Anxiety for HER was evident on him, as well as an anger he failed to hide?and?. understanding. Pity flashed through his dark eyes, and she suddenly could no longer look at him. Her head dropped, and she realized that her breath was shallow and rigged. Her hands found their way to her skirt, where they clenched so tightly, blood seeped onto her fabric. Salt soon washed away her warm liquid as it fell down her cheeks with an angel?s caress.
?Relena, we need to talk about this. You?re placing yourself in precarious situations, here. You?ll end up dead, and he won?t be there.?
And HE WON?T be there?..
She whispered to no one in particular. Her words were slurred with regret, betrayal, and depression, and Wufie didn?t have to hear to know what she said.
?As much as I care for you, Relena, I can?t trust you,? he placed a file on his desk and looked away from her. ?I?m sending Noin to take care of you, and Zechs will be informed of your situation.?
She sat upright, gripping the computer with all her strength, pleading for him to reconsider. Her pleas fell deftly upon nothing other than the room, as he terminated the connection.
For a shield from the storm
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong
For the will to carry on
For everything you do
For everything that's true,
I turn to you.
?I?m home!?
Relena walked in her house, threw her coat on the floor, and lugged her 20-pound briefcase up the stairs to her private study. Catherine darted in quickly, smiling in her usual ?turn that from upside down? manner, and Relena could manage no smile for her friend today.
Catherine pouted. Her carefree features vanished behind a mask that was reserved for performances only?only now; she had been serious all the time, what with Relena?s constant depression.
?Relena, come downstairs and eat! Trowa made your favorite!?
?I have a lot of work to do?Milliardo kicked me out of my office,? she rubbed her eyes, unaware of the black surrounding them, ?and told me to go home. I have to finish these statements by morning or else these people don?t get homes??
?Can I help??
Relena looked at her and smiled for the first time all day. It barely touched here eyes, however, and it disappeared as soon as it had touched her face.
?You wouldn?t know how, and it?d take me forever just to explain it to you.?
?Can I get you anything, then? Coffee? Chocolate??
Yeah?Heero?
?No thank you, Cathy. I?m fine.?
?Relena, you haven?t been eatin-?
?Catherine, I?m fine.?
Her tone was uncharacteristic, and Catherine found herself leaving. Her heart bled with love for Relena, but there was nothing she was able to do. In the three months they had been living together, Catherine was unable to do anything more than make her laugh? even that power had steadily weakened.
Catherine made her way down to the kitchen, where Trowa waited patiently. She shook her head as she sat down.
?She?s not coming.?
Trowa watched his sister?s mood darken, and he felt a pang at his chest. How dare Relena sick her troubles on his undeserving sister? He placed the tray of lasagna on the table and headed upstairs. The door opened with a resounding THUD; his sight drifted to her surprised expression. He hadn?t even knocked.
?Trowa, I?m really bu-?
?Look,? he interrupted her, ?I know you?re upset about all you?ve gone through, but Catherine is trying so hard to cheer you up. The least you could do, Relena, is talk to her.?
Her eyes shied from his, and she started mumbling some inane excuse when she felt his hand on her chin, pulling her eyes to mesh with his once more.
?Relena, all she wants to do is help.?
?And what about you?? the words were out of her mouth before she even knew what she had said, and he released his hold on her face. Pleased that he?d let go, she grew braver, and words formed unpracticed as they flowed from her heart.
?You?re the one?s who?s always been there. You?re the one who always tucks me in, Trowa. You?re the one who shelters me. You?re the one who?s taking his pla-?
She stopped as she realized what she had said. Her hand darted to her mouth, where she once again found his hand. It covered hers, and gently weaved their fingers together.
?A wise man once told me,? he said, eyes hazing, ?that the only way to lead a good life was to follow your emotions.?
?I am following them, Trowa. Help me,? her hand found his face, caressing his cheek in a wifely way. ? Help me find him.?
He sighed, and continued to caress her fingers in his own.
?I-?
?Relena, get out of here and go to bed.?
Her eyes closed, and her hand fell from his face. Wufie had alerted her brother and Noin as he had threatened, but her sister-in-law was on maternity leave, and Milliardo had come down to handle matters personally.
Trowa sighed and moved away from her. He walked past Zechs, nodding as he did so, and left the siblings in the room. Zechs greeted him in the same fashion, and turned his attention to his little sister after Trowa had gone.
?You?re making yourself sick, Relena. Go to bed.?
?I will, Milliardo, when these statements are finished.?
His eyes narrowed. ?You will NOW.?
She stood, eyes burning with determination.
?These people will not get houses if I do not do my job.?
?You?ll die if you DO do your job.?
?Milliardo, are you insane? Do you not see me here, alive and well??
?You?re neither, Relena, and you know it.?
?What the hell is that supposed to mean??
He should have noted her cursing. He should have taken it as a sign she was way out of character.
?You?ve been dying ever since that bastard left you alone.?
Her eyes shot open. Her nose flared in defiance, and her fists balled to her sides. Her chest rose and fell abnormally as he spoke.
There was an explosion within the room that no one could see or hear. Within Relena, there was a struggle, and the enemy won; her conscious lost.
?What. Did. You. Say.?
He moved to her side in an instant, afraid of what she might do were she to lose herself completely.
Too late.
?Relena, I-?
She pushed him away, grabbing a letter opener from her desk.
?What did you say?? What? WHAT DID YOU SAY??
He moved slowly, making sure she didn?t hurt herself; after all, he could take a slight stab?he was Zechs Marquis. Her eyes changed color as she stared at him, horror evident on her face. She gasped for air as if there were none in the room, and kept the knife darting, unable to steady her shaking limbs.
Trowa and Catherine rushed in upon hearing her screams, which only added to her frenzy.
?Who the HELL are you to say who he is??
Tears hit the carpet as if the sprinkler system was on. The weapon darted back and forth from body to body. Scared, she started to back towards the door. They watched her; unable to get near her for fear she would injure herself were they to get too close.
?Catherine, stay behind me,? Trowa whispered.
?Don?t!? she screamed as she saw Trowa step closer. Her body made it out of her study, and once clear, she ran. The stairs were easy to run down, and she found herself flying own them with a speed that matched a cheetah.
She flew to the doors, running outside where rain poured steadily down to her. Her breath was visible in the chilling August air, and she began to run as fast as she could towards anything other than home. She was blindly looking for Heero, and the only way he would come to her is if she were hurt.
Heero, please help! Come here, Heero and save me!!!!
She ran towards the street, ready to climb the gate that divided her land from government proporty. Her feet throbbed with the pang of stones digging into her delicate flesh, causing her to stumble over herself. Through the rain, she managed to see the gate, and was about to reach it when she was grasped from behind. She screamed and thrashed, trying desperately to get free. Her hair stuck to her skin from the rain, and tangled itself in her captor?s arms.
?Relena, it?s me. Calm down.?
She continued to scream, yelling for Heero to help. Begging him to come save her.
Her captor held her tightly and refused to let go. Through tightened jaws, she heard him speak again:
?Relena, he?s not coming, honey. He?s not coming back.?
The voice soothed her somehow, and her struggles lessened as she allowed the voice to tell her what she had needed to hear for so long. His voice weaved through her heart, touching a pain that had almost eaten her.
?Relena, listen to me. Listen.?
?No! He?s coming back for me!? her struggle increased as her heart suddenly denied him access. ?He?ll come back if I?m in danger- just like he did during the Eve wars!!!! He?ll come back!!!?
?Relena, he?s GONE.?
For the arms to be my shelter through all the rain;
For truth that will never change;
For someone to lean on;
for a heart I can rely on through anything;
For that one who I can run to....
I turn to you.
His arms grasped her more tightly, forcing her to stop moving. He spun her around and propped her against the gate. Cold hands dug into her arms as he held her steady. The rain pounded in her head.
?He?s gone and he won?t come back for you. He won?t come back, Relena. Face it. This is what you need to hear. Open your eyes, Relena. Open your eyes and tell me you understand.?
Her eyes slowly changed to their usual state; the cold blankness of them gone. Her mental state screamed at him, as she moaned slightly.
?Mmmnnnnnhhhhh?..Trowa??
?Listen, Relena. Tell me. I want to hear you say it.?
?Trowa??
Her eyes were half closed, and her body was shaking from the cold. She started to go limp in his hands. He leaned his face into hers, touching their noses together.
?I need,? he closed his eyes tightly, ?I NEED to hear you say it, Relena.?
His lips found her brow, and kissed it gently. Repeatedly he kissed her forehead; never full of the feel of her skin on his lips. Rain soaked his lips and the warm feel of him on her skin brought her to reality in its most bitter form. Finally she knew. She finally realized.
For a shield from the storm;
For a friend; for a love
To keep me safe and warm,
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong;
For the will to carry on;
For everything you do;
For everything that's true,
Her voice was hoarse from all her screaming, and it tore at her throat to be able to talk, but she told him. It finally registered not only to her mind, but to her heart.
?Trowa?,? she looked him in the eye, sadly. ?He?s not coming back?He?s not coming back for me?He?s?not??
She fainted into his arms, relinquishing the hold Heero had on her heart.
I turn to you?.
It was time.
Disclaimer: I don?t own the song or the characters.
AN: Though I am still in my bag (hiding) I shall make a few posts here and there?Mainly here?as the other forum?s SCARY now?*holds bag over her head* So here you are, people?Enjoy?^_^ I hope you do, anyway!
