Behind Darkness' Mask 1/?
Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2003 6:33 am
Hey, all! This has been around for a while. Rose was just like, ?When are you going to post on BI?blah, blah, blah?Noodle of Death.? So it cometh forth. Hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING. I don't even own the original character, Sarah Tanacky. She belongs to?my muse?!?! That's right, the genius behind the genius is no other than Kiki Tigerclaw. Thanx for the chara, KT, you're my girl!
*~Behind Darkness' Mask~*
It was nearly unbelievable. As though in some strange fantasy. But it never occurred to him that it would take him ten years to figure it out; the moron. Was he that blind? It certainly seemed so. Ten years. Ten. The number after nine and before eleven. Ten years!
Great job, Yuy.
At least he was better now. Ten years ago, he had been nothing; a waste of human life, never knowing anything but the battle, never feeling anything but the blood. The "Perfect Soldier" wasn't expected to, didn't have a need to.
But she had made him think otherwise. She was a strength that he'd though he'd never need. She was hope that had pulled him through death. He lived for her, he fought got her.
He loved her and only her. He'd left many pretty girls behind for her. But she didn't know, would never know.until today. Even now, as he made his way through the maze of corridors in the Peacecraft palace, his heart pounded, feeling and knowing more than it ever had, that he loved her.
He lifted his hand to rap on the polished oak door. At three crisp knocks, a soft voice called for her to come in.
As he stepped inside, he was hit with the familiar scent of lemon and rosemary. Her perfume, he recalled, and inhaled slightly.
The figure sat behind a cherry-wood desk wearing a pale pink, spring dress, golden hair falling in a curling, silk curtain around her shoulders. She glanced up and dazzling blue eyes fluttered in surprise.
"Heero," her musical voice murmured. He wished that voice said nothing but his name (oh, he was selfish).
"Relena," he returned. He was losing himself to those eyes, They belonged there, the windows to the soul that held him captive. Escape from them wasn't possible.
He watched as her lips tipped upward, smiling at him. She walked around the desk to stand in front of him. "This is a surprise. It's been a long time." She held out a hand and let his devour it. "But it's good to see you again."
She couldn't know what those words meant to him. "And you."
Her smile widened, but her head tilted in wonder as he shifted nervously. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Ya got a minute?" He then added, "Better yet, an hour?"
She turned to the cluttered desk and sighed. "I have this paperwork that'll take some time."
"Come out for an hour," he coaxed.
"Forgive me, but can't-"
"No, I'm sorry. It can't wait." His blue eyes pleaded for him.
She looked at him, skeptically at first, then in consent. "Fine, I'll come. But I don't think it'll take an hour."
He smirked; she thought a lot. "But it will."
They walked behind the palace to the gardens, away from the paperwork, but even further away from her brother, who one part of him was always wary of.
Relena sat down on the grass next to a small pond, dress spread out elegantly below her. She gazed up at him. "Now Heero, what is it you wanted?"
Nervous again (and it was different handling it, this feeling of scattered emotions), he sat beside her, straightening the sleeves of the gray cotton shirt, and dropped his hands in the lap of blue jeans, slightly faded but clean. "I have.a confession to make, Relena."
Relena grinned jokingly. "Don't worry. I already know that my real name is Relena Peacecraft." (A/N: Episode 5, Minister Darlian said the same thing.)
He tried to at least snort in humor but instead ran his fingers through his hair. Heero mentally cursed. He'd spent weeks working on this speech, but his mind had chosen this particular moment to go out of focus. He'd have to, in the words of Sally, wing it. "Relena, I should've been able to admit this years ago. But the truth is I." Oh no. Wait, Hilde had worked with him on the "L" word. He could do this. "I care about you a lot." Blast. Failed.
Relena's smile was warm. "I've always known that, Heero."
"No, I." The former Gundam pilot took a deep breath. "I care about you more than anyone, Relena. I'm in love with you. I love you."
The silence that fell upon them was anything but easy. After what seemed like an eternity, a sound came. A humored, good-natured laugh. Heero's eyes darted to hers, but they were on the ground as she chortled.
"Now, really, Heero," she gasped out, "was it Duo that put you up to this? What kind of bet WAS it that you lost?!"
He was hurt, deeply cut. "You think I'm joking?" he asked in a strangled voice.
She turned mirth-filled eyes to his, but the laughter died instantly. "Heero," she said. "You mean.you're serious?"
"It's the one thing in my life that I've ever been completely sure about." He stood up and turned. "But maybe even that's changed."
The princess stood quickly too. "Heero, I honestly has no idea. I'll admit it, I'm flattered you think you're in love with me."
"Think?" he repeated incredulously.
"Or know," Relena sighed. "Heero, I-"
"They all told me you were in love with me, too," Heero told her quietly. "They all thought so. The way you've always acted towards me, I thought the same."
"I was interested by you," Relena thought pleadingly. "Sure, I followed you to see if you could give me some support. And I believed in you because you're my friend. And the kiss when you rescued me from the remnants of the White Fang(1)? I thought it was symbolic. I'm sorry, but you deserve the truth. I've never loved you." The young woman caught his elbow. "We're still friends, right? Oh, don't let us be ruined, Heero, please."
Heero pulled out of her hold, aching. "Of course not," he told her grimly. "There was never an 'us' to ruin, was there?" Not looking at her again, he vaulted over the garden wall, leaving behind a very torn Relena.
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1. The kiss Relena was referring to took place in "Blind Target," the manga/radio drama which is a popular sequel to the series. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend doing so. Or I?ll eat you. ^_~
Sorry this is short, my opening chapters tend to be. I hope you're interested by this fic. Rose had better stop nagging now! Reviews, please!
-GG
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING. I don't even own the original character, Sarah Tanacky. She belongs to?my muse?!?! That's right, the genius behind the genius is no other than Kiki Tigerclaw. Thanx for the chara, KT, you're my girl!
*~Behind Darkness' Mask~*
It was nearly unbelievable. As though in some strange fantasy. But it never occurred to him that it would take him ten years to figure it out; the moron. Was he that blind? It certainly seemed so. Ten years. Ten. The number after nine and before eleven. Ten years!
Great job, Yuy.
At least he was better now. Ten years ago, he had been nothing; a waste of human life, never knowing anything but the battle, never feeling anything but the blood. The "Perfect Soldier" wasn't expected to, didn't have a need to.
But she had made him think otherwise. She was a strength that he'd though he'd never need. She was hope that had pulled him through death. He lived for her, he fought got her.
He loved her and only her. He'd left many pretty girls behind for her. But she didn't know, would never know.until today. Even now, as he made his way through the maze of corridors in the Peacecraft palace, his heart pounded, feeling and knowing more than it ever had, that he loved her.
He lifted his hand to rap on the polished oak door. At three crisp knocks, a soft voice called for her to come in.
As he stepped inside, he was hit with the familiar scent of lemon and rosemary. Her perfume, he recalled, and inhaled slightly.
The figure sat behind a cherry-wood desk wearing a pale pink, spring dress, golden hair falling in a curling, silk curtain around her shoulders. She glanced up and dazzling blue eyes fluttered in surprise.
"Heero," her musical voice murmured. He wished that voice said nothing but his name (oh, he was selfish).
"Relena," he returned. He was losing himself to those eyes, They belonged there, the windows to the soul that held him captive. Escape from them wasn't possible.
He watched as her lips tipped upward, smiling at him. She walked around the desk to stand in front of him. "This is a surprise. It's been a long time." She held out a hand and let his devour it. "But it's good to see you again."
She couldn't know what those words meant to him. "And you."
Her smile widened, but her head tilted in wonder as he shifted nervously. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Ya got a minute?" He then added, "Better yet, an hour?"
She turned to the cluttered desk and sighed. "I have this paperwork that'll take some time."
"Come out for an hour," he coaxed.
"Forgive me, but can't-"
"No, I'm sorry. It can't wait." His blue eyes pleaded for him.
She looked at him, skeptically at first, then in consent. "Fine, I'll come. But I don't think it'll take an hour."
He smirked; she thought a lot. "But it will."
They walked behind the palace to the gardens, away from the paperwork, but even further away from her brother, who one part of him was always wary of.
Relena sat down on the grass next to a small pond, dress spread out elegantly below her. She gazed up at him. "Now Heero, what is it you wanted?"
Nervous again (and it was different handling it, this feeling of scattered emotions), he sat beside her, straightening the sleeves of the gray cotton shirt, and dropped his hands in the lap of blue jeans, slightly faded but clean. "I have.a confession to make, Relena."
Relena grinned jokingly. "Don't worry. I already know that my real name is Relena Peacecraft." (A/N: Episode 5, Minister Darlian said the same thing.)
He tried to at least snort in humor but instead ran his fingers through his hair. Heero mentally cursed. He'd spent weeks working on this speech, but his mind had chosen this particular moment to go out of focus. He'd have to, in the words of Sally, wing it. "Relena, I should've been able to admit this years ago. But the truth is I." Oh no. Wait, Hilde had worked with him on the "L" word. He could do this. "I care about you a lot." Blast. Failed.
Relena's smile was warm. "I've always known that, Heero."
"No, I." The former Gundam pilot took a deep breath. "I care about you more than anyone, Relena. I'm in love with you. I love you."
The silence that fell upon them was anything but easy. After what seemed like an eternity, a sound came. A humored, good-natured laugh. Heero's eyes darted to hers, but they were on the ground as she chortled.
"Now, really, Heero," she gasped out, "was it Duo that put you up to this? What kind of bet WAS it that you lost?!"
He was hurt, deeply cut. "You think I'm joking?" he asked in a strangled voice.
She turned mirth-filled eyes to his, but the laughter died instantly. "Heero," she said. "You mean.you're serious?"
"It's the one thing in my life that I've ever been completely sure about." He stood up and turned. "But maybe even that's changed."
The princess stood quickly too. "Heero, I honestly has no idea. I'll admit it, I'm flattered you think you're in love with me."
"Think?" he repeated incredulously.
"Or know," Relena sighed. "Heero, I-"
"They all told me you were in love with me, too," Heero told her quietly. "They all thought so. The way you've always acted towards me, I thought the same."
"I was interested by you," Relena thought pleadingly. "Sure, I followed you to see if you could give me some support. And I believed in you because you're my friend. And the kiss when you rescued me from the remnants of the White Fang(1)? I thought it was symbolic. I'm sorry, but you deserve the truth. I've never loved you." The young woman caught his elbow. "We're still friends, right? Oh, don't let us be ruined, Heero, please."
Heero pulled out of her hold, aching. "Of course not," he told her grimly. "There was never an 'us' to ruin, was there?" Not looking at her again, he vaulted over the garden wall, leaving behind a very torn Relena.
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1. The kiss Relena was referring to took place in "Blind Target," the manga/radio drama which is a popular sequel to the series. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend doing so. Or I?ll eat you. ^_~
Sorry this is short, my opening chapters tend to be. I hope you're interested by this fic. Rose had better stop nagging now! Reviews, please!
-GG
