Sea of Stars 11: The Stone Watchers LEMON

[trekkiexb5]

Here's my dilemma, folks. I wasn?t planning to have a lemon in this story. But, here it is. My problem is not the fact there is one, but the fact I believe this is Out of Character. This is a Heero point-of-view story. I believe he wouldn?t write something like that. I would think he would be vague about the whole moment, just because he is a very private person. He isn?t going to have complete personality change because he found his emotions. On the other hand, this a special moment in his and Relena's life, perhaps he would write it down, because of its importance to him. I can?t decide.

So, I have a request. To a select few and to the boys and girls at Blissful Ignorance, I want you to decide which should stay in, the R version or the NC-17 version. Either way, BI will get to have both versions of the story. Fanficton.net is only get the R version. Convince me that the NC-17 should stay in, then I will keep it for the final rewrite.

So, for those who have read but never replied to this story, I ask that you will now. Even if it is with only the word(s) Lemon/no Lemon, please. I will make a final tally on November 15.

Thank You
Trekkiexb5

"Sea of Stars"

A Gundam Wing Story
by Trekkiexb5


Category: Drama, Romance
Couples: 1xR, 2xH--the normal match-ups
Rating: R for language. Heero has a potty mouth and so does Zechs. It's a bit lime-y in parts, too.
Caution: part of this story is about rape, though it is really never described in detail.
Posting: I'm posting at fanfiction.net and at blissfulignorance.com, but anyone can post it, as long as my name stays attached. AND you write me and tell me how bad (or good) it was.

Summary: Relena told him to get a life, so he did, of sorts. Now, it?s her turn. But the past often shows it's ugly head at the worst of times. Are they ready to handle a past when they are just getting grips with the Present?

Gundam Wing isn't mine. If it was, you would be watching this, not reading it.

Author's notes: I think I?ve ranted enough in this chapter.


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The NC-17 version is dedicated to all my favorite smut queens, and especially to the queen of X-Files smut, Karen Rasch. WORD! <g> sorry.

And ALL you 'evil' people at BI who are lonely and have dirty minds...uhm, what, that's me! Anyways, you know who you are and to the ladies and gentlemen (?) at Club Beer. You all unfortunately know who you are. Thanks for letting me cut in line for my turn at Beer. And we mustn?t forget poor abused Pilot03.

NOW, ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!

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***WARNING: The LEMONs are right off the tree. Rated NC-17 for some horizontal mamba.

"Sea of Stars"
Chapter 10
The Stone Watchers

"Heero," She whispered.

I walked slowly to her, stumbling along the way. I was violently shaking, my fear almost overwhelming my thoughts. What if she said she didn?t want to see me again? What if I can?t say it? What if I...

I stopped in front of her, as she sat on the ground. Her arms were wrapped around her thighs. I became paralyzed. I couldn?t move, I couldn?t breathe, I couldn?t talk. She looked up at me, her eyes so, so sad. I needed to say it, I needed to tell her. I closed my eyes to concentrate.

"Heero, I?m sor..."

"I love you." There, I said it.

Relena's gasp sounded loud against the waves, the coming storm. I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were wide, staring at me incredulously. Well, I'm a little shocked myself. I was still trembling. She opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off. I needed to say it-No! I wanted to say it.

"I love you," my voice was wavering and almost inaudible. "I...I...I think I?ve always have." The mere words brought me to my knees in front of her. I just realized this. That?s the reason I have acted the way... I closed my eyes. "I didn?t know...until now, what was love...no, how to love, how to FEEL love. It was like wires not connecting, just an occasional arc of electricity. I don?t want you to leave. Please don?t leave I?m sorry. Whatever I did I...I wont do it again, I promise...please...PLEASE don?t leave me. Please. I love you, don?t leave me alone." The last statement was said in a whisper.

"Heero,? she breathed. I opened my eyes. My eyes stayed on her as she crawled forward to kneel in front of me. She gently cupped her soft, so soft hands around my face.

"Heero,? Relena whispered, her voice sounded surprised. "You're crying."

Am I? "I never cried before,? I murmured, now feeling the warm drops on my cheeks. I felt the cool wind blow across the cliffside, rippling the tall grasses. I was afraid of her, more than ever. She held my soul in those delicate hands of hers; with a squeeze she could destroy that fragile piece of my inner self.

"Oh, Heero,? She bent to caress her soft lips to my cheeks, kissing away my first tears. I closed my eyes to her gossamer touch. The feel of her, nothing could ever be that soft, that glorious. I opened my eyes.

"Relena," I softly moaned.

She brought her forehead to mine and looked into my eyes. "First, before anything else, I have to say this: I love you Heero Yuy."

She loves me she loves me she loves me she loves me...

"Heero,? Her voice brought me back from you mantra. She sat back, looking into my eyes with her winter blue ones. "I?m still mad at you." oh god, please... "It doesn?t mean I hate you. It means that you did something stupid and it made me upset. If I hated a person every time they made a mistake, I would have my brother burned at the stake, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand. I?m sorry...? She put her finger to my lips.

"Listen. The biggest issue with us is that we don?t talk. We fight, we don?t talk. I mean about personal things. That's why it hasn?t worked out before. We were in our own little worlds willing share ideas and thoughts but not our inner selves. We are too stubborn to step out from behind our walls and show each other where the door was. In order for this to work, be need to share, to talk."

Hell, I didn?t even know there was a door until recently. But there are other things I could have told her about; even if didn?t understand the emotion behind them. "I think I do. We wanted to share but couldn?t trust, right?"

"Yeah, that?s kinda it." She smiled in the growing darkness. "We'll figure everything out together for now on, somehow."

Somehow? "How? Relena, I need to know how. I am so confused. I... I have never felt like this before. Hell, I haven?t felt a lot of these feelings before. I need something tangible, some...hell, I don?t know, clear, concise, uhm, physical on how we will fix this and how we can keep this from happening again."

She cocked her head. "Like...rules?"

"Yes. I need some...definable about an indefinable." I was frustrated. I didn?t know how to express how I was feeling.

She stared, unfocused for a moment. " I know,? she looked at me brightly. "This is perfect. A guide fro defining our mess of a relationship. We'll write down, together."

"We will? Can we work on it now?" No more. I really want this to work.

"Tonight, but not now." She answered me. "We first need to clear the air, Heero."

"Clear the air?" I wasn?t thinking straight. There was too much going on in my head.

"Yes." She placed her hands in her lap. "Why didn?t you tell me about the Gundams?"

"I was...? No she wants the reason. "I only found out two years ago, myself. When they were casting the hull for the "Sea of Stars,? Howard showed me all six of them, in various states of repair and reconstruction. I told the others and assumed that Zech knew because Tallgeese was there." Relena frown, but somehow, I knew that was for brother.

I continued. "I thought you hated me. No, I thought you didn?t want to see me. I assumed that, since your plan for peace was going pretty well, Howard's paranoia was unfounded. I ok'd it because it had already begun and my own paranoia. Not that i never trusted you. I just don?t trust politicians as a whole. I was afraid that someone would build Gundams or mobile suits and start the whole process over again. So this was...insurance. I thought what you didn?t know wouldn?t hurt you. I now know that was wrong. But I didn?t...I didn?t realize understand how important the truth was to you until now." I bowed my head. "I?m sorry." I rambled a bit, I know. I told you, speeches aren?t my thing.

Through my bangs, I could see her thinking, her face looking pensive. "Is there anything else, anything you can think of that you think I should know about? Anything I would like to be informed about?"

I thought for a moment. She knew about Odin and Dr. J. She knew about the 'other thing.' She even knew about the other two women, for they happened when I was working in her security detail. The Gundams, now, too. "I don?t think so. I really haven?t told much about me, because I don?t remember much of my life. But you know everything else." I paused, and then added, "If I missed something, it wasn?t the intent."

Her lips turned up in a gentle smile. "Good. Heero, look at me." I raised my head. She...didn?t look angry. "Next time, Heero, if you aren?t sure whether or not I should be told something, tell me. I might get upset and scream and holler at you, but I will still love you. Perhaps even more so. The truth is something important to me. Do you understand?" I nodded.

"You promise?"

"Yeah."

"And I promise to talk to you even when I don?t want to. I also promise to be patient with you when you don?t understand things. I?m not the most patient of people, despite my reputation. Do you accept that promise, Heero?"

Hell, at this moment, she could tell me to jump off a cliff and would happily agree to it. Pathetic, isn?t it? "Yes."

She gave me one of her buster rifle grins and I melted. I would live for her, I would die for her. I realize that I have been doing that for years, but now I had the reasoning, the force behind my drive. It was love.

I loved her and she loved me. I was worthy of being loved. Of being loved by HER, that was the best fate I could imagine. I felt joy. I felt relief. I FELT. Thee were no words to describe how I felted at this moment. Only thing that could come close is flying Wing Zero or piloting 'Sea of Stars' on a clear day.

She stood up, brushing her knees off. I watched her as she took a few steps towards the cliff and look towards the storm approaching us. I rolled off my knees and sat on the ground. We needed to go soon in order to beat out the storm, but I was still shaky with today's revelations.

"Do you know how I feel right now, Heero?" she said to the storm. " I feel like flying. I feel I could soar forever."

"Yeah." I couldn?t really think in full sentences, that was how good I was thinking.

"Well, Heero," She announced after a few minutes, her face a profile to me. We promised each other things. We said I love you to each other. We both decided to promise to plan out how to make this work, right?"

"Yeas," I agreed, wondering where this was leading.

That buster rifle smile was back, as she turned to face me. "Now we must make a pact."

I was confused. "A pact?"

She nodded vigorously. "Yes, Here, right, now." She stood straight and put her hand over her heart. "I, Relena Darlian or Peacecraft, whatever you prefer, promise to you, Heero Yuy, that I will trust and love you-further I will learn to listen to you even when I think otherwise. I swear on this night, with this ocean, witnessed by this three Statues."

I suddenly understood. This was a reiteration, no, a clarification of the promises we made earlier, and our hope in our future, together. I didn?t think I could make it to my feet, so I sat there covered my heart. I could do this! "I, Heero You, promise to you, Relena Darlian, that I will trust and love you-further I will tell you when I am confused and promise to be honest to you. I swear on this night, this ocean, witnessed by these three statues."

Her smile deepened. She slowly walked the few feet to stand in front of me. She knelt between my parted legs, her hands resting on my pulled-up knees. The wind blew and the sweetly smelling grass rustled. I could hear the waves and the storm. I felt like...I was sinking into the time when this island was born, when the statues were born.

Her fingers traced indefinable patterns down my shins until her hand rested on my shoes. She gazed at me. I couldn?t read what was in them, but she could stare at me like that for the rest of my life. It felt warm and fiery hot at the same time. I was comfortable and uncomfortable in that gaze. I felt protected and that fierce need to protect her found a home in that gaze. I was weak in that gaze. I was the Perfect Soldier in that gaze. I was just perfect in that gaze. I found home in that gaze.

I felt strong and weak; I felt the island move, though there was no earthquake. I felt love in that gaze.

In her gaze...I felt.

She sighed, a soft sound against the sounds of nature. "Heero," she breathed, leaning closer. It's time to seal this pact, the pact of our lives. Are you ready?"

I was almost sure what I knew what she met. "Yes, ? I whispered.

She grinned, a very...ditching bodyguards smile. "Good." Her hands, that were on my shoes suddenly grabbed the sneakers by the heels and removed them. Then she tossed the m into the crevice formed by the fallen statue and ahus. She rose, to stand slightly back from me.

Well, not quite what I thought. "Relena," I mumbled. "The storm..."

She cut me off. "Shhhhhhh." She leaned in, putting a finger again against my lips. "This will be our last storm, Heero. The last one. And I will not allow it to come between us again. We will face it together, now, here, at this place at this time."

I don?t think she was talking about the weather. With a parting smile, She stepped back and started to twirl on the grass. Her head was flung back, eyes closed, her unbound hair flittering around her. It looked like she was dancing to some exotic music only heard by her ears.

I wanted to hear that music. She looked so unearthly, so unreal, so fay...What? When did I use such words! I scowled. "Stop scowling." I looked up, startled. She stood there, her hands on her waist. "Can?t you feel it, Heero?" She looked up. "The power the awesome age of this place? Of the nature that surrounds it; protects it; destroys it? Just FEEL, Heero."

Is this the music she heard? I closed my eyes and felt. I concentrated on everything. I felt everything. The grass, the storm, the stone, the wind, the waves, her. "Yes," I breathed. When I opened them she was watching me.

"Then do you understand, now, here?"

Not really, there was no definable answer, but I could acknowledge the reasons. I got it. "Yes."

She nodded. As I watched, she started the dance.

She carefully remove article of clothing, slowly, then she flung them with my shoes. The sun, behind the darkening clouds was lower, her body silhouetted against the lightning flashes.

She stood completely bare, her arms flung out, her eyes closed, her body tilted back. It was like she was in prayer or giving an offering to some forgotten god of this place.

I felt she was the goddess...my goddess of the storms and sun.

Of light and darkness.

My goddess of all.

And I wanted to sacrifice myself to her. I was in awe. I finally got it. That's it!! In order to receive love, you must give...no, you must surrender to it first.

This soldier, whose hands are covered in blood, whose instinct was to fight and attack, to overcome his enemy; this soldier finally laid his weapons down.

She stepped up to me, her hands pulling my jacket and shirt off. She, again, knelt between my legs to pull my shorts and boxers off. Lifting one bent leg then the other. She leaned forward, her soft body brushing against mine, throwing the last of my clothes behind me. I fell back to my elbows, my eye sliding shut. I want to feel.

She kissed her way down, soft brushes against my mouth, my neck, nipple, stomach, until...oh...my...she took me in her mouth. I suddenly want to see this, but my eyes wouldn?t open. I groaned, half in frustration, half in pleasure. The tongue caressed...my...my...fuck...uhm...hell, just say it, member as she stroked me with her mouth. She repeated the process about...hell! I don?t know, ten times, maybe. I seemed to have lost the ability to count.

Hell, I?m writing this down after the fact and I?m having problems coming up with words.

Maybe I should rephrase that.

Anyways, she finally, after an undetermined amount of time (no, I couldn?t tell time, either!) She released me with an audible pop.

...god...my barely functioning brain finally supplied. Finally I could open my eyes. After the fact.


She was on her knees again, her hands rubbing my inner thighs, brushing against, my...uhm, hell, Heero, stick with member. She was brushing against my member. Her vision was dark and...Uhm...I haven?t the slightest clue what else but what ever it was, I melting like I was on the sun.

With a crack of thunder, the rain began. She stood again; this time came to place one foot on either side of my hips. Without any warning, and as graceful as...something graceful, she sank down me burying me to the hilt.

My eyes rolled as I flopped to the ground in...Something intangibly...no incredibly sweet and sharp at the same time.


Damn! Why am I still writing this? It?s none of the doctor's business. Hell...

As she dropped forward I finally had the courage to open my eyes. The view... Here head was over mine, partially shielding me from the pouring rain. She wet silky hair curtained me. She intertwined her fingers in mine and placing my hands on either side of my head.

Then she moved. A slow dance. I had sex with her several time with her before, but it didn?t compare to this. Maybe that's why I?m writing it down. I let her do the work, her slow pumping. She felt exquisite. I felt the fuse in my loins catch when she started to swivel her hips in such a way... I had to do something!! So I stole a kiss from her.

She grinned and released my hands. I answered her grin with one of my own and when she came down on her elbows, I stole another. And moved my hips up suddenly.

She moaned.

The urge to turn her to the ground and pump into her until we both spontaneously combust was so very strong. But I fought it, though I may turn into a cinder at this slow pace. I wrapped my arms around her waist, my hands wandered to caress her buttocks, her waist. The urge became stronger. She felt so wonderful, so tight. She felt like heat and pressure, slowly molding my hardness into something new. You can?t describe sex without contradicting yourself. My body greeted her at every thrust.

My mouth, finally losing control, took the offensive and attacked the tendons at the base of her neck, sucking and licking in a way I most recently learned she liked. She gave a strangled hiss-moan sound that went straight south and picked up the pace.

Suddenly, I felt that will power slipping through my fingers. A frenzied attack began between us. Touching and rubbing each other, building and building. I felt I was flying, I felt I was on fire. Hell, I was both. I nuzzled and sucked at her very sensitive nipples, carefully nipping at each one. She moaned "god, Heero,? and sat up. The process of sliding stopped and process of pounding began. I moaned into the rain that spattered on my body, my face. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down on me, repeatedly. The tension was mounting, higher and higher, and the world narrowed to a point between us.

Thunder

Lightning

The rain

Her taste

The smell of grass

The wind

Her sounds

The stone watchers

Her smells

The waves

My groans

Our dance.

Now and forever.

A crack of thunder and a streak of lightning announced the crescendo as she suddenly arced back against my pulled-up knees, her wet silky hair whipping back from her face, her breasts dripping with raindrops, her face looking unseen into the flashing sky. Her hands flat on my heated skin at the apex of our joining. She screamed my name, and several deities and ending the epithet in a long wordless scream to the thundering heavens.

I joined her, feeling her impossibly tightness close around me and I bucked into her body, my hands squeezing her hips. I screamed my own words to the gods and to Relena. It was awhile before I could remember anything else.

God, if I ever get this poetic again, shoot me. I?m getting sick just writing it down But I must admit, the mere thought of her makes me write...cute?

ehem...

Anyways, we lay there, in the aftermath of the storm. Both of us were panting. The rain that had felt cooling against our overheated bodies was tapering off. Which as good, because after a while, it was starting to feel cold, just like the ground, and the rock underneath my right thigh. But I had no energy to move, neither did she. So we laid there, naked and cold, until we got a wake up call.

A cold nose, big sloppy tongue, wet dog smell wake up call.

Damn dog.

Relena curled up in a fetal position, laughing. "Stop it, Zero, STOP!" Which, of course, only encouraged the dog to sniff and lick us more. It ended when I got smacked in the face with his tail.

Pushing him off of us, I stood up. Relena took my offered hand and joined me. She was still laughing, which wasn?t good, for it did some interesting things with her chest.

"Relena,? I said, after a peeled my eyes of her chest, finally. "Unless you wish to stay here and freeze, I suggest we get dressed and get out of the rain."

She grinned at me. "Why, Heero, are you shy?"

I just fucked you in public, I think I?m not shy, Relena. "You?re going to get sick, Relena." I answered patiently.

She...pouted. I?m going to regret saying this but it was...cute. "But Heero,? She spoke with a singsong tone to her voice. "But you look so...primal and handsome with,? She focused her vision on my pelvic region. "Such a manly...form standing out here. It?s a REAL turn-on, you know." She looked back at my face (finally!) and gave me her ditching smile again.

NO more storms-Hell!! She forgot about Hurricane Relena. Her intense appraisal of me had already ignited the process again. Fuck! No, wrong explicative. Shit! That's a safer word.

Thankfully, some deity had pity for me. Relena sneezed. Well, apparently not too much pity because... Note to self, Relena cannot sneeze when topless.

"Playtime's over." I growled. I grabbed our clothes and handed them all to Relena, who stood there, confused. With a surprised yelp from her, I picked her up and dashed towards the car in the rain, with Zero loping after us.

We made it halfway there when we had to stop. I put her down and told her to go to the car. Someone left the keys on the ahus. I had to go back and get them. When I finally got the car, I saw Relena huddling next to Zero by the wheel well in the drizzle. The clothes she carried, drenched.

We used the hatchback as an umbrella as we rummaged through the still dryer-warm clothes. We toweled each other, which made Relena say when she was wiping my back off, "Heero, you?ve got grass on you ass."

I struggled not to turn around enjoy the view when she was laughing at my expense. Of course, I was the one on the bottom! "Just take it off." I growled.

I managed to dry off and got dressed in a Henley, socks, shoes and jeans. Relena wore an amused look when she noticed that I didn?t put on boxers. She, to my relief, put on undergarments. I watched her for a moment, sitting on the back bumper, slipping one slim leg then the other into her jeans. She placed her stocking feet in he damp tennis shoes and stood up.

As she zipped and buttoned up, she asked me to hand her the thin red turtleneck sweater she had set aside for myself. I grabbed it, and scrunched it up in preparness to place it over her head. So far in this...whatever this is...she had been one undressing and dressing. Suddenly, I wanted to share in those duties.

For no reason. I just...wanted to.

I don?t think I?ve been so confused and happy in my life.

I hope somebody tell me what is going on, so I keep it going. No wait, Relena and I re going to work I on that. But I have feeling that ill never truly understand this...hn...'thing'...this love thing.

Maybe that is for the best.

Relena stuffed our wet clothes under a basket of clean as I took the towels in a vain attempt to dry Zero off. We quickly shut the hatchback and jumped into the front seats. Relena started the vehicle and turned the lights on as I shoved the passenger seat back as far as it could go (which wasn?t far for all the laundry) and pulled Zero onto the floor between my legs.

He was still wet and there wasn?t enough room on my lap for him. Besides he?d distract Relena from her maneuvering down this dangerous slick wet road in the dark.

That didn?t sound right. Have I always been this way or did the (I thought) innocent Relena Darlin corrupt me and place my mind permentally in the proverbial gutter?

Who cares, I?m blaming her.

"Well, Heero Yuy, how do you feel?" she asked as shifted the car into reverse. She whirled the car around then shifted into first.

"Why are you using my whole name?" I countered.

"I just like the sound of it."

I smirked and glanced over at her profile. "You had no problem using just my first name just a little bit ago."

Her eyes narrowed in the glow of the instrument panel, but her voice sounded amused. "You were lucky I could remember your name a little bit ago. Actually, I recall you having issues remembering things a little bit ago. Now stop stalling and answer the question."

I turned to stare out the front windshield. "I feel...sated, satisfied, yet ready for more, happy, content, perfect, in love with you. Take your pick, Relena." Funny how the word 'love' gets easier to say each time I say it.

She chuckled. "I'll take them all, Heero." Her hand released the stick shift and squeezed my thigh. "Funny, I feel the same, but we still need to talk."

"Talk, I?m listening"

"You did hear the 'we' in that statement, right?" She asked, hazarding a glance at me.

I sighed. "You know more about emotions and feelings than I do, so you can go first."

"Ah, Ah...Ignorance will not save you. I know that expression, Heero; you?re thinking hard." Her hand went back to the stick and she changed gears as we hit paved road.

The car was silent as I thought on how to say what was on my mind. The only things you could hear was Zero's panting and the swish of the windshield wipers. I wanted this to sound right. I coughed. "When I went to the Sanq Kingdom to ask you to come here, I thought...no I presumed that I would be doing what I have in the past- saving you. In a different way, of course. I...I think I wanted to prove that I wasn?t heartless or cold, and that I had feelings, too. But, I didn?t...I mean thought I had feelings, but they were still buried in side me." This is why I don?t do public speaking. "I thought maybe if I had changed enough for you, you would let me back it.

"But I was wrong. I now know if I didn?t bring you here, I would have never known about my emotions, and I wouldn?t have known how much I cared about you. As always, you changed me, even when I try to change you." I sighed, shaking my head. "I don?t know if I am making any sense. I don?t know how to say things."

Her lips formed a tiny smile. "Hey, I think you said it well. We are really good together. We counterpoint each other and balance each other. But before, we couldn?t, wouldn?t see it that way. We thought was that the other was hurting us or misunderstanding us. In reality, we didn?t know how to speak and listen to each other. I guess being stuck on a boat together has forced us to work together, draw on each others strengths and find the middle ground between us." She chuckled. "We were hell to each other."

"How to we fix it so it doesn?t happen again? I know we are talking, really talking, but how do we prevent us from doing it again? Quite frankly, I can?t handle the shit we have been putting ourselves through. One day everything's good, the next, all hell breaks loose." I took my hand and covered her on the stick shift. "Maybe, maybe in the past I could, but now...but now I think it would hurt far worse than any wound, Relena, and I?m ill-prepared to handle the bleeding."

She turned her hand over in my light grip and squeezed. "Then we will do as you suggested. We will make up rules...or rather, guidelines for our relationship. We will write them down and when we hit an pothole, we will refer to them."

"What if they don?t work?" I was nervous about the whole thing, I needed reassurances.

"Well, we throw the paper away and start over." She reached up blindly towards my face. I grabbed her hand and brought it to my face. "I,? she continued. "Finally have you, Heero Yuy, and your love, so I am sure as hell not going to throw it away because they are a few 'issues' in this relationship. In fact, I figure there will be a few issues in our relationship. And I will face them, with you. And besides,? Her smile widened. "I love you too much to have a few ?potholes? get in the way of forever with you."

I closed my eyes and held her hand to my cheek for a moment and then released her. "Really?"

"Of, course, silly,? She sounded aspirated but amused. "I think I fell in love with you the day I asked you to dance. I finally knew who you were and what you were going to do, and why you were doing it, but I loved you. Chuck it up to Stockholm Syndrome."

"As I recall, I never held you prisoner. Threaten to kill you, yes, but you never my prisoner."

"Well," she answered jauntily. "Every time I?m with you I feel out of control, like most prisoners feel, so you can see why I could be confused."

I glanced at her. "Even now?"

She glanced at me. "Especially now." She faced forward with a smile. "But this time, I gave in, instead of fighting it. And that made all the difference. This is where we need to be, Heero."

I stared at the approaching lights of the city proper. "Yeah, that?s exactly how I feel."

We finished the rest of the drive in silence.

After cleaning up and eating, we sat at the tiny table in the room and on hotel stationary, we wrote out our future. It was simple and concise, and applied to the both of us. I felt comfortable about it. She was satisfied with it. Then we decided to celebrate our new beginnings, there in that new tiny hotel room, on that tiny island, in the middle of large ocean. It took hours, and the only witness was Zero, who apparently got bored in the second hour and curled up in the corner and feel asleep.

Note to self, Zero stays OUTSIDE for now on. Relena thought it was hilarious. I had some concentration issues. In the end, it all was fine. As I lie here with her head cradled on my chest, fast asleep, I know whatever happens in the future, she will be with me every step of the way.

I hope the rule s cover everything. I wasn?t lying. This 'love thing' can take a lot out of you without promising reciprocation.

And if it falls through, I don?t think I could handle it.

I finally fell into a deep sleep. After all, I ran all over town today looking for her, not to mention the mind-blowing lovemaking the last several hours. With Relena, I need all the sleep I can get.

Oh, our rules for the future? They were:

1. TRUST EACH OTHER.
2. NEITHER IS PERFECT; INCLUDING THE SPEAKER.
3. TALK TO EACH OTHER.
4. LISTEN TO EACH OTHER.
5. THE WORLD DOESN?T NEED TO BE PRIVY TO THE BEDROOM.
6. DON?T GO TO BED, MAD.
7. SPEAK IF CONFUSED
8. TELL EACH OTHER EVERYTHING.
9. ITS OK TO COMPROMISE ON THINGS FIT DOESN?T TAKE AWAY WHO YOU ARE.
10. DON?T OVERREACT.
11. NEVER FORGET WE LOVE EACH OTHER, BUT SOMETIMES WE MAY NOT ACT LIKE IT OR NEED TO BE REMINDED.

I hope they cover everything. I wasn?t lying. This 'love thing' takes a lot out of you.


END OF CHAPTER

AUTHOR RANT: I hope this was good enough. Though I have written stories before (a long time ago, in a galaxy far...never mind) I have never written anything quite like this chapter. Don?t get me wrong. My computer archive of stories are about one half have the NC-17 label on it. Erotica is good. Good erotica is better. But if it is bad, let me know! The one thing I hate is badly written smut. If I want the read such stuff, I'll pick a copy of Penthouse Letters. Id rather leave it at R and be good than at NC-17 and tainting the rest of the story.


Also, my ship knowledge. I've never been on a ship. Going to my first ship in December. Not looking forward to it. I'm aviation puke. My knowledge? The Bluejacket's Manual, the lovely doorstop, ehem, I mean book we receive when we go to bootcamp. Not a word, Pearldragon and Dragon2tiamat!! Want a copy? Go to an Army/Navy surplus store a get a good used copy. Or Amazon.com. Or ebay. Heck, you can get copies of NATOPS manuals on ebay. Who needs how to fly an F-14A Tomcat, besides the obvious? It's $25 for a brand new copy. Don?t need a new copy. As long as it's less than 15 years old, it'll be good enough for your purposes. Or you can talk to me. Or Pearldragon. Or Dragon2Tiamat. Also, anybody who is writing FMP! stories, it is a goooood reference for all military lingo, since the show is based on a Department of the Navy (i.e. Navy and Marine Corps) rank and reference system. Just FYI.

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Glossary- Sorry, just sex. You can?t put expanding your mind and sex in the same sentence. Oh, wait! I just did!


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R&R pleez!!!!

[elyra-chan]

Yay! First reviewer! Thank you for letting me know about the update, that was really sweet. I think that this is great, and I'm perfectly happy with the way you wrote it. I would say the lemon version is definitely a keeper for BI. Another great job. Keep it up!

[melodrama]

Nice Chapter Trekkie!

I think you've done a good job of reflecting Heero's POV. It's true that in most cases you wouldn't really imagine Heero writing that kind of situation down on paper. But he's been writing his thoughts in that journal for so long now, I think it would have come out fairly naturally for him.

Very hot lemon btw .

The one thing that really stood out for me in this chapter though, was the way you made their relationship so much more plausible. I can really see Relena laying the ground work and reassuring Heero that while it wouldn't always be plain sailing (pardon the pun), it didn't mean that they weren't going to make it work. Your paralells between the nature of their relationship, and the very nature of the sea they are sailing on is really very well portrayed.

Thanks for sharing and I look forward to your next chapter!

Love Mel

[blackrose]

If Heero was going to write a lemon, this was how it would end up being. I don't think it's too OOC for him to write down what he did. Amusing in alot of ways...

I need to go look up Easter Island. The statues are other references I have no real knowledge of. But I think my favorite line was him thinking he f****d her in public, so he doesn't believe he's shy.

Yay! I'm caught up! Where's ch 12?

[Shinigamigrul]

OMG i love this story.......yeah i kinda read the whole thing in one sitting*GEEK* yeah i had free time with my flu and all...........yeah the parts just made me crack up *then i start coughing up a lung*ecspecially Heero he was just too funny........ LOVE this STORY...WRITE MORE OR ILL SHOOT YOU!!!!

[athena]

*does happy dance*

Thanks so much, trekkie!! Wonderful lemon, and well worth the wait. I agree whole heartedly with Rose that it was very in character. Heero really is learning a lot, and fast. *grins* I'm so glad you added the fragile state of their relationship and how they had to make rules! Too cute...but very necessary.

Thanks again for posting so soon, you're a fantastic writer! I'm very jealous.

God, if I ever get this poetic again, shoot me

*falls out of chair laughing* OMG! Pure Heero...excuse me, I need to get a tissue *wipes away tears of laughter*

[Kari]

Yep this was good for sick people. I can tell 'cause I'm sick too. So I have lots of free time to read. So a good way to spend time is reading fics on BI.Hihi
Ooh and you should definitely keep this lemon on BI.
Loved it :o
Kari

[WingGirl]

The lemon chapter was very good. I think you did a great job expressing Heero's feelings. I don't think it was too OOC at all.

Looking forward to the next chapter!

[Darkwing]

Are you asking for an opinion? Good! I've an opinion about everything.
I read both your chapters and I loved them both. I can't tell I liked one more than the other. They are both are very well written and full of stiking emotions. That is to say that the R rated version isn't less intense than the NC-17.
I'm sure that whoever will read just the R one will simply love it, as well as who will read just the NC-17 version.
I can't give you an advice like: choose this one or the other. I'll just tell you the feeling I had while reading.

The R is more "poetic". The reader can imagine what's happening without any effort, and the lack of details is just as teasing as their presence. Their love scene is dramatic and full. I could even tell it's touching.
The NC-17 version obviously doesn't conceal anything, so you can find the impact stronger, but surely enjoyable. I don't find OOC the way Heero wrote his thoughts on his journal. Despite all his emotional turmoil he's even rational and logic. He understands what he's doing and he just "know" by instinct that the moment he just shared with Relena was a cathartic step for both their lives.
He's very Heero-like in his (or should I say "your") style. Really well done! A lemon that is just more than a simple orizontal mamba. *Claps hands*.

I see your readers like this chapter and I agree with them, but my only advice is this. Ask yourself. Why did you write the lemon?
Did you write it to increase the public's hormonal levels?
Did you write it because that scene is functional to your story?
Do you need to put a particular stress on the episode?
Did you write it because it was a good erotic fantasy?
You're tha only one that knows the truth.

Well, when you've the answer, and just then, you can decide. But please, find it by yourself, because you're the only one that knows how the story is going.

I'll cross my fingers for you and your muse. I just hope you don't loose your inspiration, because I became addicted to this story!

With all my love,
Darkwing

P.S....You made the mistake to mention you've other stories on your PC...Do you believe I can forget this statement so easily? *Evil grin*. :razz:

[trekkiexb5]

Did you write it to increase the public's hormonal levels?
Did you write it because that scene is functional to your story?
Do you need to put a particular stress on the episode?
Did you write it because it was a good erotic fantasy?

I dunno all of the above? I wrote and rewrote it (sorry next chapter won't be as fast! ) until I was stisfied with it the trimmed and rewroted it for the R version.

Not to jump on the bandwagon, but I think all of your are right. It doesn't sound OOC.

Very hot lemon btw

I didn't it was hot, but thanks!

And Athena, thanks for picking out the funny lines. Which makes them even more funny, becuase Heero isn't TRYING to be funny!

THanks everyone!!! Keep those reviews agoing!