I do not own Gundam Wing! If I did, i'd be in a jacuzzi in heero's arms and lap, Duo would be feeding me chocolate covered strawberries, Quatre massaging my back, Trowa at my feet, and Wufie offering me a drink... Oh well, I can dream can I?!?!
This is my first fanfiction, I am a devoted reader of this website! Reply whatever you want!!! likes, dislikes, opinions, whatever!! I thought of the concept while imagining different episodes the Gundam creators could have made, but unfortunately didn't!
Heero x relena (only couple to have a shot at this, of course there is H+D, Q+D, W+S, oh whatever, GW rules!!!!)Now on with the plot!!!!
ch1.
Lust, Passion, Desire, Longing...
...Swaying in the night, with an aura only they possesed, a nightingale and a lone firefly comenced their hypnotic dance. How could such different creatures create such a beautiful scene? Under the cover of the branches and tree leaves, illuminated by the moonlight, they glowed, they shone.
Oblivious to the world around them, a lone figure stood poised at a windowsill, carefully watching, enchanted by their light, entranced. She was bored to death! having nothing better to do at the time, but to watch herself wither as the seconds on her blasted mantle clock could be heard throughout her room. The echoes reverbrated all over the house as a matter of fact and made her feel even more lonely that she had eever felt before.
Relena sighed for the millionth time that night, these special moments she had to herself to think about her current life situation and dreams were once nonexistant.
Having the opportunity to catch nightime glimpses was a rare chance she sometimes had the pleasure of enjoying.
As being the once VFM created a certain series of obstacles directed in her way to freedom. So preoccupied she once was, so troubled and busy. Her job once ate away at her youth, leaving her empty at a ripe age of 23.
'Oh..God...im so pathetic.'. She practically had no life to call her own, she was miserable.
Certain thoughts that were once prohibited in her place, she now embraced them with longing. Of course, before she would be grateful, but now they were just holes in her heart. Since most were quite unpleasant memories, she'd rather spend her time soking up on good work.
This night was not going to be different, nonetheless she stiil gave herself the pain of remebering certain ocassions that teared her insides and gave way to feelings that bruised her soul.
Memories suddenly flooded her senses, childhood days where all her wishes was to be popular among her peers. Those carefree days...that lost youth. Grimly she had a retake over the time she was forced to grow up before her time had come.
Some were rather fond memories, others stung her soul and made her angry and frustrated. Suddenly, a shining light abruptly caught her attention. The firefly had illuminated the pane of glass in her window shining at her face, gliding along the imprint her hand made.
Wistfully, she smiled and it flew off, perhaps to spy and tell on other secrets told to it only by the air of lonliness that surrounded her and known only by the night; where hushed wispers were sometimes able to be heard among the roof tops of trees or in the rustle of a bush.
Throwing caution to the wind, she allowed herself the short pleasure of recaling glimpses and moments of her once dead past. Slowly as if numb from the absence of all type of feeling she strode purposely to her night table catching an old worn out photograph. She always did keep it, besides the teddy it was the only thing that remained, that made her remember.
Laying down into the softness of her bed, she took comfort. She was tired, worn out, empty, realizing she had lost her care of life at such a young age.
Such feelings led to angst, which led to depression, which led to more aching...pathetic....'i must be the lamest person alive' she thought
But, unfortunately, her thoughts began to center around somebody else, other than her. Thinking back on a day that had flipped her world to a 180, she slowly began to reminice...
*Flashback*
-In a nearby hospital, some time after the marimeya incident-
"Heero...", she finally breathed out, looking at the man that had captivated her heart being strapped and plugged down on to various different monitors and machines all at once had forced a choke out of her and took her breath away.
she felt fear, she trembled, as she sat in one of the rock-hard-plastic-stiff-poor-excuse-for-a-hospital-chair she took her time to ponder her current situation. Seated next to his bed, she could hear his painful attempts at taking long and labored breaths. Shaking, the man that captivated her heart and soul, began to wimper.
Slowly, as if afraid to awaken him, she leaned over his chest and started placing butterfly kisses over his eyes and around his cheeks. As if the silken touches were featherlike carresess, Heero's face began to soften and look peaceful for the first time in several hours.
Suddenly, repelled by what appeared to be an imaginary force, she withdrew immediately from his form, having had a taste of salt and heat that burned her lips and scorched her soul.
Beads of sweat began to join his brows atop his head, labored breaths turned to hushed gasps as his temperature grew.
Frantically, she looked around for the basin and the soaked cloth with the cool liquid.
Gently placing it atop his forehead, she could almost hear his breathy murmurs of approval. Content for the time being with her accomplishments, she let him rest.
After some more time spent over his care, she took a brief second to sneak glances at his body.
'holy shit...', it was well toned, sculpted and tanned. Even in the mercy of death he could still have that misterious and robust look, which made her swoon. She soon thought her actions as selfish and reckless, 'how could I waste my time on my selfish feelings and needs' she felt embarassed at the sudden rush of emotions that could be clearly seen in her deep pools of aquamarine that adorned her pale face, she was mortified.
'Was the room getting hotter....or was it just her' indeed she needed some time alone to think.
Quietly and with caution she lifted her aching body off the torture-chair. Imediately she popped her legs, knees, arms and neck, she was cramped an she knew it, she needed space, she needed to stretch her legs....she needed a walk.
Obviously determined with her new objective, she set to it at once. Taking one last look at the lone figure on the white crisp sheets of the hospital room drowned in a pool of his own bodily fluids she grimaced and turned around. Unknown to her, a voice rang out in the room shortly after she exited the depressing space bleached in white, "Relena..."
Sighing, relena turned to a gratifying walk across the hospitals oudoor gardens. What she certainly did not expect to spend her time in was standing, or rather leaning against the whitewash walls of the hospital.
His clear, sparkling, emerald green eye staring stoickly but with a hint of angst at her flushed face, the former Heavy-Arms gundam pilot.
Nervously, she asked, "Trowa?....what are you doing here?.....did you come to see Heero?"
Taken aback for a while, he quickly answered, "um..yeah..I was here to see you and Heero of course...how is he doing by the way?"
"Not that good, I think his fever will hold up, I was in my way to taking a stroll across the hospital grounds..."
As fast as lightning and as abrupt as any other, he quickly answered,"I'll acompany you, that is, if that's all right with you?..."
Relena looked at him strangely a bit before gladly accepting his offer.
Walking through the cobblestone path, they reached a stone bench upon which relena decided to sit on.
As she leaned backwards in a smooth gesture of well earned manners, her aquamarine sundress danced with the upcoming wind and rose to a dangerous levels, where Trowa could only but question himself, 'where that silky thighs and lace underwear...?'. Being caught off guard, he reprimanded himself for such childish thoughts towards one of his best friends, he mentally slapped himself, sitting a little farther away from her than he had previously planned.
As relena approached a topic of well earned respect (politics of course, what did you expect, the new Lord of the rings movie?
) Trowa soon found himself under her spell, having stopped hearing the sounds she made, he started to concentrate more on the angel sent from heaven sitting right infront of him. Her baby face and fisique had melted away, what was left was a gorgeous matured and blooming young lady. He gasped at the sudden take of his thoughts, relena, too immersed in her topic of choice, did not seem to take heed of his sudden interest.Slowly his gaze traveled over her perfect curves. The tight bodice of her sundress revealed her luscious breasts, leaving little to the imagination; her waist was slim and perfectly curved at the hips; the two long and smoth stalks of her legs hung limply across the stone bench, unaware of the resistance Trowa had to maintain to keep himself from grabbing her around the waist and making her straddle his. 'I thought it was only a stupid crush, long gone by now....but ....why?.....am i felling these onslaught of emotions....so unknown to me?..."
Abruptly his hand connected with hers, having had a taste of her smooth and pale skin, he wanted more.
Relena, who up until now had not realized her situation, just realized her predicament...'oh SHIT....' slowly as not to scare her, he leaned in for a taste.
Relena was petrified with shock, but she was litteraly unnable to move!
As trowa came in for the kill, she suddenly tilted her head at an impossibly kissable angle, Trowa being the one with a mouthful of golden hair.
Rising to her feet, and shocked beyond....no APALLED at what had just taken place, all she had left to say was, "Trowa?!...what?....what??????"
Trowa had a hurt look on his face, he knew this was going to happen, he just had to go between his best friend in the world and the women he adored...damn...he was in deep shit.
Before he could think of anything to say, he rose to his feet and gently palmed her cheek, feeling the soft flushed skin beneath it, relenas eyes were as wide as saucers.
The only sound he could possibly achieve was a bare husky, croaked wisper, "I'm...sorry...", by then he turned around to leave as soon as possible, no more damage had to be done. (Boy was he wrong
)Sighing to himself his lifted his stare to Heero's windowsill, what he saw made him stop in his own tracks. Heerro was standing rididly and as stoicly as possible even by leaning some of his weight on the wall near him for support. His eyes were filled with mixed emotions. Before being able to stop relenas view from becoming even more angst filled, she too rose her eyes to meet Trowas object of utter facination.
What she saw would never begin to be compared to what Trowa felt, it was too heartbreaking to even try to comprehend.
Her soul smashed against her chest as his cold-filled eyes bore anger, frustration, resentment, and finally...fear.
Relena thought she would never live to see the day Heero looked at her the way he was now, it was a knee-buckling sensation.
She nearly collapsed to the floor as she took up the stare contest between herself and the floor. Once she looked up again, Trowas was gone, but so was heero.
Fear gripped her heart as she litterally jumped up the hospitals stairs 3 at a time. she was scared, mortified and worse of all, she felt guilty. As she reached his room and tore apart his door, she found was she was expected to find, emptiness that ate away at her very being. Gone, vaished, dissappeared...how typical.
*End of flashback*
That day had been the day she lost her will to live, she could still remember it as clearly as yesterday.
sadly she mourned in her bed holding his picture close until exhaustion took over, and she fell fast asleep.
Unknown to the sleeping figure in the plush bed, a lones young man with tousled chocolate brown hair and blinding prussian blue eyes stood watch, preparing his soon to be last mission.
Jumping off the sturdy tree branch he landed on his feet nearing the dorlian residence and preparing his long awaited plan of submission...
Mission objective: infiltrate dorlian residence, walls, relenas window, her room...
Mission plan: Obtain a clear position near her, where she can be prone to answering a couple of question in mind...
(to be continued)
Please review!!!! i wrote it before in the forum but it did not appear and i had no copy since it was from the top of my head, damn!
oh well, i rewrote it from what i remember! so please review!!
thanks
blinding_lust17 (aka: takisha16)
ps: im planing on a full blown lemon later on and finally heeros meeting with relena, maybe he will reconsider??? i wanted to continue it, but i just had to hear opinions on it first!!!! preety please with a gundam wing on top?
