The Violet Burning; p2

[Shevey]

Disclaimer:

Me (referring to myself, I, Shevey, 'queen- of- everything- shev')
no (negative, non, opposist of yes)
own (possession of).
Me no own.

Warning: Um, dark, rape, sex, would you
like lemonade with that type stuff.....and
uh, Quatre is a different man, no really. So if you
are a Quatre die-hard fan,
I suggest you go read something else....




The Violet Burning


part two

*****




The night purred slowly. From the party, to the bathroom, to the car and then the doorway, Quatre completely owned my body. I felt dirty. Sick, but empty. He would sleep off and on, pulling me in and out of his world. I could always tell when he was awake- his hand would move down, slowly past my waist until what was mine became his in slow caress. Was this what marriage was? A possession?

It?s true; I hadn?t wanted to marry Quatre. I always had my eyes on Heero. I would probably had admitted to myself I was in love with him if Quatre didn?t offer a ?political-marriage? for the betterment of the people. Polls show the people identify couples rather than singles?Like Quatre said in the bathroom, Heero doesn?t love me. I was all but happy to oblige to Quatre?s offer- only to meet the God of Hell himself soon afterwards.

He wasn?t crazy. Or at least I didn?t think so. I knew he had postwar crap going through his head, but whatever he went through- is it enough to rape your wife? He had a control issue. I was a plaything.

I kept face though. No one knew anything. Last night was the closet to anyone seeing the darkness within the blonde. Heero would be smart though and leave the issue alone.

I felt a finger trace the outline of my panties, dipping under and then out. ?You smell so good.? He whispered into my neck. I only closed my eyes and tried to ignore the finger dipping lower and lower each time. ?You want me too?? His finger barely brushed against my sensitive area causing my breath to waver. ?So warm Relena.?

Quatre started to push up against me when the phone rung causing him to pull back and curse slightly. I wanted to cry as his cheerful voice answered the phone. I heard him converse with the attendant on the other end without paying attention.

The click of the phone caused me to meet his gaze. ?I have to go.?

I nodded. ?I?ll be back tonight though. Don?t make me dinner. I?ll eat out.?

I nodded. He sat on the bed, his look serious. I could almost make out a sensible creature but I was surprise to find that I didn?t want to. His thumb rubbed my lower lip- I could smell myself on him. ?I love you.?

?I know.? I felt my heart break.

He nodded this time, before kissing my forehead. I tucked myself back under the sheets as he went about dressing himself. I didn?t bother to ask him where or what he was doing. Frankly I didn?t care.

When I heard the door click shut I could finally sleep.


*****


?What do you mean??

Wufie shrugged. ?I mean, you should take a bigger interest in your career and think about signing on.?

I took a swig of the Chinese tea, finding favor in the fact that there was too much sweet n low. Wufie looked sharp, I had to admit it. I was surprised when he had called me up asking me out for lunch to go over an offer from the Preventors. We picked a random Chinese restaurant halfway in-between both our offices and met shortly after the phone call.

?I told you Wufie, I want nothing to do with weapons.? I saw the need for them however. Quatre insisted that we hold peace by words- his days of the gundams were over. Mention the word and he would go on a rage tantrum.

He sighed. ?Look, I told you. We don?t fight Relena, we prevent. You know, hence the name.?

Huh, imagine that. I never made the connection before. ?Right, not the point. I would need to discuss the matter with Quatre anyhow. You know how he is when it comes to anything that deals with weapons.? I took a bite of his fried tofu, enjoying the amused frown he gave.

?So, off of work, how is your husband??

?Great.? The reply was automatic. It came out slightly sharper than I intended. Wufie knew to keep it at that. ?And you and Sally??

He shook his head. ?No, pure assumption there. We?re just friends. Nothing more. I find women distracting.? I took another piece of his tofu surprised to find this time he really didn?t mind.

I laughed. ?Right, distracting. That?s what we were made for.?

He paused, leaned forwards for effect I?m sure, and had a serious feature. ?Heero?s been acting different since the L2 Peace Ball.? The night where Quatre?s ego took control. Again. What happen to Heero that night?

?Did he say anything?? The Chinese man shook his head no. ?That?s odd. Huh, he hasn?t said anything to me. I hope everything?s all right. He usually tells me everything but he has been unusually busy lately.?

Wufie glanced down at his blinking pager. A frown creased his forehead, painting thin vertical lines. ?That would be Sally. I better get going.? He looked up again, smiling a rare smile he had. ?Think the offer over. Preventors want to back you up Miss Relena.?

I felt my heart freeze as he used the common name Quatre used for me. He hadn?t noticed the tense thrill that tighten my back muscles. Instead he only brushed a few strands behind my ear.

?We should get together again. Hopefully pleasure not business.? His kiss on my cheek snapped me out of my zone. I smiled dimly.

?Of course. Have a great day Wufie.?

?You too.?

I raised my eyebrow. ?Of course I will. You?re paying.?

I took another swig of the tea as Wufie muttered something about women on his way to the register. I felt the dilemma rising slowly. Wufie was right. The people who were so determined to tear down everything we worked on were getting more violent each day. We needed the Preventors. Quatre wouldn?t hear anything of it, if I were to do it behind his back there would be nothing he could do but keep face.

But then again, I was his wife. Could I do that to him?


*****


?Relena?? The hair on my back stood on ends when I heard the front door open. ?Relena? I?m home.?

I finished washing my face and stuck my head out the bathroom door. Quatre stood, looking simply adorable with one hand in his hair and the other in his pocket. It?s funny how he can seem so harmless. He saw me, a slow smile spreading at recognition.

?How was your day??

I shrugged and walked into the room with him. He seemed tired; hopefully then he would leave my body at rest tonight. But I was on a mission.

?I have a million things to do. Have you eaten dinner? I have some left over from the restaurant.? He held up a foil swan.

I took his jacket for him and hung it over the chair. ?Actually I had a pretty big lunch with Wufie.?

Wrong thing to say. Quatre?s eyes clouded over before he spoke calmly, ?You had lunch with Wufie??

I nodded.

?Ah,? he smiled grimly, ?A big lunch you say. Did we not establish the fact that you?re gaining too much weight? You need to think about these things Relena. I can?t be there to hand feed you proper portions.?

?I made myself throw it up. I thought that would make it okay.? I lied. I was surprised he was more upset with the food than the fact I ate alone with Wufie. He seemed to trust me. He changed instantly, smiling like he did on camera. He could be beautiful, perhaps he was. . I thought I would go with the flow, if I could get him to a ?happy? state, then perhaps I could address the Preventor issue with him. With my mind made up, I started to loosen his tie- like a good wife. His eyes were set on my lips. Slowly, he ducked down and took them with his own. ?Quatre, not in here.? I murmured, slowly dying inside.

?No, right here is fine.? I fought the repulse rising inside as his hand slipped under my white t-shirt. ?No bra? Expecting this did you?? I nodded hazily. His kisses were hard, bruising.

I wanted him to think I needed this to fill his ego. ?Please, Quatre,? I moaned, a sound distant from my own ears. He responded to the request and pulled down both my shorts and underwear together. I put my hands on his head. ?Please?? I had to force the word out. To my dismay he obliged and took me with his mouth.

I closed my eyes, when Quatre had enough of that and decided to get over and done with. When he entered me, I thought of Heero- I know it was odd to think of him in this position. But I couldn?t help but wonder would he be a selfish lover like Quatre, or would he be different? I would imagine all the ex-pilots had demurred minds.

Quatre kissed me hard before pulling away and picking up the thrown clothes. ?I love you.?

I pulled him back, my hand resting on the curve of his back. ?Quatre, Wufie had a offer concerning the Preventors and security.?

?No.? His reply was quick. To the point actually. He was never one to beat around the bush. I felt a cry coming but instead nodded numbly. I responded to his touch in vain as he pushed me towards the bedroom. I saw no need to give in, now that he refused the topic entirely, and let him have his way with my body.

After all, that?s all I am.


*****


?Heero?? I opened the door to his apartment slowly, checking to see if there was anything out of place. ?Heero are you home?? I shut the door quietly behind me and waited for any sign of life. In the next room I could hear the hum of the kettle steaming- so he had to be here.

?Heero?? I yelled, this time much louder.

?In here.? The reply came from the next room. Relieved, I took off my coat and left it on the hook by his door. It amazed me how comfortable and familiar I was with his place. Home away from home really.

He look good, sitting in just a t-shirt and sweat pants on his couch. He seemed slightly pale, and dark rings were surfacing just barely under his eyes. I could see he wasn?t feeling well, but he looked captivating. ?Hi.? I said softly. He nodded his acknowledgement. ?Are you sick??

?Something like that.? I sat next to him, pulling my knees to my chest. The curtain on his window left a sufficient enough crack to allow some light in. The way the light played with his features made him seem oddly beautiful. The whistler of the kettle tilted reality back into place and I smiled.

Before he could say anything I offered. ?I?ll get that.?

Moving around his kitchen seemed natural. I pour the hot liquid into a simple white mug. Measuring out the dry leaves from several different kinds, I put a little of each in. As long as I knew Heero he never had any pattern when it came to taste.

?Here.?

He arched an eyebrow with the first sip. ?What kind is this??

I laughed. ?A little of everything. I didn?t know what you wanted so I made them all in one.?

He smirked. ?Are women always so indecisive.?

?Basically.? I ran a hand through his hair, a simple gesture to comfort. He closed his eyes and I could tell he was in a lot of pain. We sat like that for who knows how long, His hair was always fascinating to me- wild and uncontrolled.

Heero and I had a complicated friendship. I knew my boundaries and the limits, but I seemed to cross them often. He was use to my physical touch- and I could tell he really didn?t mind. Everyone needs to be loved, right? I wanted to imagine he was mine to love but I couldn?t get pulled to far from reality. So instead, aftertime the shadows moved across the wall, I kissed his temple slowly before pulling him next to me. ?What hurts??

His eyes caught mine and I felt myself my mouth go dry. ?Are you happy??

The question threw me off. Happy? ?Of course.? Even I could hear the fake implications. ?I mean, we all have our bad days but I?m genuinely happy.?

He nodded. ?Happy with Quatre??

No. ?Of course.? I felt the need to blink back the moisture forming.

?That?s all I need to know.? I felt as if I was missing something but I would leave it at that.
?I should go Heero.? I kissed him again, his forehead this time and gave him one last smile.

?Thank you.? I knew he was sincere.

?I?ll bring you soup tomorrow.? He nodded and that?s was all that needed to be said. Leaving his apartment, I felt as though I was leaving my soul.







*****


Thanks to all that responded to the first part.
Ice Princess- I think you're right. Sometime soon
I'll come up with a one shot prior to this to tell the
story of....(Dangerous music) Quatre. I don't
know why I used him. I guess he was just the easy
victem to demonize.

Don't worry...in Arabic Radio I'll make sure he's an angel.
Have a WONDERFUL day everyone.

lovies, shev

[RyanEX2000]

I'm kinda interested in the titles.Do they have some kind of meaning.Violet Burning sounds like a fic that might involve Duo.....since so many writers have him with violet eyes.

[Tremolo Violet]

Ooh, the plot is thickening. I like how you build up things in a already sort of built way. You know, like you don't start from scratch. I think a side one shot on Quatre would be cool but the story is just as good without it. And yes, what does The Violet Burning stand for? Not to mention Arabic Radio. You'sa crazy women shev. I like the fic though. You write Heero and Relena together beautifully. So real like. Great job! keep up the good work.

[Tremolo Violet]

....and I forgot to mention...what's up with all the (looks around) sex. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

[cherryflavored1R]

This is wonderful. Beautiful. Awesome. Incredible.

Shev: That's enough with the adjectives!
Me: Sorry....

This is strange, coming from me, because I'm a Quatre fan myself (he's my third favorite gundam pilot). I would appreciate some sort of prequel about what corrupted Quatre's mind. But I do love Heero more. Much more.

And yay! There's my second favorite pilot, Wuffles!!! He's great.

But do you know who's greater? Heero. I love him. This is a great story.

-Cherry

[lilac310]

I love it!!!

[AngelOfDeath]

AUUGHHHH!

Poor abused Relena... spit it out girl! Lordy, just tell someone! EEEEEEK

::smoothes down hair again after jumping about::

Wonderful chapter.

[melrose_stormhaven]

FIGHT RELENA! FIGHT!!!
HEERO, Go and help her out!!!
whoa...never thought quatre could be so...*clamps mouth shut*

[Kanya Barton]

Oh that is so good! The interaction between Heero and Relena was so pure...I think that Quatre's wrong...Heero knows there is something going on in that house and that Quatre's hurting Relena...the mere thought of that is making Heero sick...at least that is my point of view. Well, I'm gonna go read part 3 now! Seeee ya!
Peace out!

[Nikouru]

Poor Relena! To be abused like that.... it's so sad! At least it looks like Heero will offer Relena some sort of comfort... Great chapter, wonderfully written! Even if it was a little sad...