Finally Yours 1/?
Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2003 8:29 pm
This was written a LONG time ago. And GW doesn't belong to me.
Finally Yours 1/?
by: bookworm
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The blonde woman smiled gratefully at the doorman who held the door open for her as she went through the door and out toward the waiting limousine that would take her home. She went inside and sat down on the leather seat as the door closed behind her and the chauffeur started the engine. They drove off. As they passed through, she laid her head on the back of the seat and closed her eyes.
It had been a long day. First a meeting with the Earth Council and then an assembly with the press to answer some questions. Being a Vice Foreign Minister was hard work, especially to a young woman barely out of her teens. The young woman turned her head to the side and opened her eyes. Blue cerulean eyes stared out of the window, not seeing the bright scenery that was a blur as the vehicle drove on. The lights illuminated her high cheekbones and aristocratic nose. Her porcelain skin was unblemished and flawless. Wearing a blue navy suit and black loafers, she looked divine. The suit accentuated her slim, curvaceous figure; not that the young woman noticed it. She raised her hand to brush away the bangs that was obstructing her view, though that was done automatically. She was alone.
The young woman smiled sadly. Here she was, the Vice Foreign Minister of the United Earth Nations, and yet she felt alone. Mind you, she had lots of friends and she was always invited to parties, but there was no one to share them with. There was her brother and his family, but no one special, that is. If anyone asked her whom she wanted with, she would say one word, a name.
Heero.
Relena Peacecraft, as was the name she is using now, turned her head away from the window. She gazed ahead, never comprehending the interior of the limousine. Her mind was far away, back to the last scene where she last saw the perfect soldier fall down, exhausted from fighting, and catching him in her arms, embracing him, protecting him. And when he disappeared afterwards, she didn?t say a word, since she knew that she still has her position as the Vice President to contend with and Heero has his demons to vanish away. Relena knew that Heero needed time alone to contemplate and find peace within him first.
Yet it has been two years ago. Now Relena was a young woman. She felt unfulfilled. Her position as Vice President was taking its toll on her. She yearned for some normalcy in her life. She wanted to do stuff people her age are doing. She needed a break, period.
The limousine stopped at last and Relena knew that they had arrived at last at her apartment. She heard footsteps nearing her and then the door opened for her. Relena got out and walked toward her front door. Right now, she needed some time alone by herself.
The door opened for her and Pagan stood, silhouetted by the lights. ?Miss Relena, welcome home.?
Relena smiled. ?Hello, Pagan.? She entered the building and the door immediately closed after her.
Pagan stared at his young charge. ?Would Miss Relena like some food??
Relena shook her head. ?No, Pagan. I rather go to bed.?
Understanding, Pagan smiled. ?Then goodnight, Miss Relena.?
?Goodnight Pagan.? Relena went up the stairs, down the hallway to the farthest door where her room was situated. She opened it and found the room in total darkness. Not finding anything outwardly suspicious, Relena entered the room and closed it immediately after her. She walked familiarly through her room and went to the lamp next to her bed. She turned it on and turned around. And gasped out loud.
?Heero.?
Finally Yours 1/?
by: bookworm
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The blonde woman smiled gratefully at the doorman who held the door open for her as she went through the door and out toward the waiting limousine that would take her home. She went inside and sat down on the leather seat as the door closed behind her and the chauffeur started the engine. They drove off. As they passed through, she laid her head on the back of the seat and closed her eyes.
It had been a long day. First a meeting with the Earth Council and then an assembly with the press to answer some questions. Being a Vice Foreign Minister was hard work, especially to a young woman barely out of her teens. The young woman turned her head to the side and opened her eyes. Blue cerulean eyes stared out of the window, not seeing the bright scenery that was a blur as the vehicle drove on. The lights illuminated her high cheekbones and aristocratic nose. Her porcelain skin was unblemished and flawless. Wearing a blue navy suit and black loafers, she looked divine. The suit accentuated her slim, curvaceous figure; not that the young woman noticed it. She raised her hand to brush away the bangs that was obstructing her view, though that was done automatically. She was alone.
The young woman smiled sadly. Here she was, the Vice Foreign Minister of the United Earth Nations, and yet she felt alone. Mind you, she had lots of friends and she was always invited to parties, but there was no one to share them with. There was her brother and his family, but no one special, that is. If anyone asked her whom she wanted with, she would say one word, a name.
Heero.
Relena Peacecraft, as was the name she is using now, turned her head away from the window. She gazed ahead, never comprehending the interior of the limousine. Her mind was far away, back to the last scene where she last saw the perfect soldier fall down, exhausted from fighting, and catching him in her arms, embracing him, protecting him. And when he disappeared afterwards, she didn?t say a word, since she knew that she still has her position as the Vice President to contend with and Heero has his demons to vanish away. Relena knew that Heero needed time alone to contemplate and find peace within him first.
Yet it has been two years ago. Now Relena was a young woman. She felt unfulfilled. Her position as Vice President was taking its toll on her. She yearned for some normalcy in her life. She wanted to do stuff people her age are doing. She needed a break, period.
The limousine stopped at last and Relena knew that they had arrived at last at her apartment. She heard footsteps nearing her and then the door opened for her. Relena got out and walked toward her front door. Right now, she needed some time alone by herself.
The door opened for her and Pagan stood, silhouetted by the lights. ?Miss Relena, welcome home.?
Relena smiled. ?Hello, Pagan.? She entered the building and the door immediately closed after her.
Pagan stared at his young charge. ?Would Miss Relena like some food??
Relena shook her head. ?No, Pagan. I rather go to bed.?
Understanding, Pagan smiled. ?Then goodnight, Miss Relena.?
?Goodnight Pagan.? Relena went up the stairs, down the hallway to the farthest door where her room was situated. She opened it and found the room in total darkness. Not finding anything outwardly suspicious, Relena entered the room and closed it immediately after her. She walked familiarly through her room and went to the lamp next to her bed. She turned it on and turned around. And gasped out loud.
?Heero.?
Therefore, I'm as guilty as you. 
Elyn Yuy