Ice Hot 2/?

[Gundam Girl]

~ Ice Hot ~ Chapter Two

By Gundam Girl

~ Captured Knight ~

Heero had fallen asleep, Relena realized with astonishment only three minutes after the boiling, raging sex was over ? for him. They?d both been virgins only a half-hour ago, she realized.

They *had* been fast. Perhaps too fast.

She wasn?t a fool. Relena had learned years and years ago that a woman?s first time would not always be fulfilling. She had learned that it would hurt ? and hurt it had, Jesus Christ! *She* had learned.

Had he?

He hadn?t seemed to take note of the fact that she?d been in pain, nor that she wasn?t feeling any of the pleasure he had quite obviously gotten in that last outcry of her name.

Her excitement, though it had surged when he did find release, had quite bluntly died. No pleasure, no more pain. Nothing. Nothing at all.

Relena managed to pull away from Heero, sliding to the very edge of the bed and curling up into a fetal position, her back toward him once again. From her vantage point, she could see her slip puddled on the floor in a mass of now-ripped satin. His boxer shorts were lost something in the sheets they had kicked to the foot of the bed. She reached for them now, covering herself with them.

But Relena couldn?t quite keep out the chill.

***

She woke up the next morning to sunlight. A dull ache was between her legs. Lifting a very groggy head, she saw her clock ? and realized it was no longer morning at all.

After the initial panic had subsided, she was glad that she?d been given the day off with her new presidency.

The day that she had started with Heero?in bed?with her.

Heero!

Relena shot upright and twisted to look at the spot next to her. The place was bare and cool. Her gaze darted around the room as she shot up and moved through her suite. Everything was exactly the same as it had been the night before. Her heeled shoes were still awkwardly landed in the sitting room. Her purse was still hung on the chair by the door. The lights were still off.

Everything of Heero Yuy?s, both man and his clothes, was gone and had been gone for a while. But she was naked and shivering. Her arms wrapped around herself in a desperate quest for any warmth that might be left over.

But it was as though he had never been there.

***

Trowa Barton was shocked when President Relena Darlian burst out of her chamber, dressed in jeans and a plain purple T-shirt. White slippers covered her feet. She wore no makeup. Her hair was not brushed.

This was not the professional politician Trowa was on duty to guard.

?Where is he?!? was the first thing out of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse and she obviously hadn?t spoken yet today. ?He was still here at six-thirty this morning, where the hell *is* he??

Trowa only regarded her with a lifted eyebrow. The one visible green eye inspected her pathetic-looking image. ?Preventer Yuy got off at seven, Madam President,? he said curtly. ?I came at eight.?

?And he ran between those times.? Her voice was ice cold, and her face was pale. He watched as she fisted her tangled hair between her fingers. ?He ran. He fucking ran.?

Trowa showed no reaction to her cursing. He?d had little doubt it had been in there somewhere. ?You have nothing scheduled for today,? he began. It was business as usual. ?Pagan asked to let him know if you were hungry when you??

?I need to see Une,? she cut in, all at once furious. ?I need to know where he is.?

Trowa looked at his watch. ?I can have a car prepared in five minutes.?

?Make it two,? she commanded harshly. ?When I get my hands on him??

Barton stared at the door she banged shut in his face for a moment. She would probably take the time to brush her teeth and comb her hair ? hopefully -- but then she would expect her car to be ready. He turned.

It wasn?t really any of his business what Heero and Relena had done together last night. His business was the protection of the woman who was now the ruler of the ESUN.

But damn, he thought as he radioed the men stationed at the garage. Heero had just screwed himself over.

***

Une?s office door slammed against the wall. A whirlwind of frustration darted through it before it swung closed again.

?Tell me where he went.?

Lady Une of Preventers looked up and gave Relena a calm smile. ?Madam President, good morning. How may I help you??

Relena made a fist and pounded it impatiently on the surface of Une?s desk. ?I need you to tell me exactly where he is.? Despite her desperation for strength, she felt she would cry.

?He?? Une asked softly as she reached for a mug of coffee that an office aid had brought her minutes earlier.

?He,? Relena bit out, ferocity accentuating her voice. ?Heero Yuy. Your lead man. My night guard.?

?His shift was over at seven this morning, as I assumed you knew.?

Relena took a very deep breath. She did not need to start off her renewed career by shouting at the head of Preventers. ?He left, Une.?

Une?s interest did peak now. ?Before had had clearance to??

?No. I don?t know. Damn it, I doubt it, but when I woke up this morning, Heero wasn?t at my house.? Relena slowly began to realize how ridiculous and horribly unprofessional she sounded. And how scandalous her story was beginning to seem.

?Madam President, has Preventer Yuy ever been at your residence upon your waking??

?No.?

?Then I don?t really understand what the problem is.? Une tapped a finger against her cheek. ?Did you expect him there??

?I?? She bit her lip. Had she? ?I don?t know what I expected.?

?That answer is very vague. My agency is concerned with your physical self, Miss Relena. Your mental self is the concern of you and whatever professional you feel is necessary.?

Lady Une thought she was mad. ?There?s got to be something you?re not telling me. When did Heero Yuy last report in??

?Five minutes ago, Madam.?

?Excuse me?? She blinked.

Une nodded and stood up to face the window behind her. ?Much to the misfortune of us both, Relena, my best Preventer just turned in his resignation via e-mail. The details of why he did so were not included; that is private information we do not require of our resigning agents.? She turned back to the president with a strange look of sympathy in her brown eyes. ?If you wish, I can do a search for him. But as I?m sure you?re aware??

Relena closed her eyes and knew exactly what Une was going to say.

?If Heero Yuy does not want to be found, than we have very little chance of discovering his location.?

She held back a sigh and stood up straight, fists at her side. ?No search is necessary,? she said tightly. ?You?re right; we wouldn?t find him.?

Une sat down again. ?Mr. Maxwell will take over his position. My apologies. You chose a bad time, Madam President. Also, I would like to congratulate you on your position. Forgive me, but I hope you?re ready for it.?

Relena?s face widened with a smile that was as hard and smooth and fake as faux pearls. She no longer felt the need to cry. She no longer felt anything. ?Trust me, Lady Une. I am quite ready for it.?

The night before with Heero Yuy had been sex. Not the fairytale lovemaking silly women read about in romance novels. There was no magic, no glow, and no sparkles. There was sweat and pain and the smallest bit of blood that she had found on her sheets after her brief talk with Trowa.

There were mechanics, not roses.

Sex was sex. Love was love. The two didn?t meet.

And neither did ex-Preventer Heero Yuy or Madam President Relena Darlian meet.

Not for another six years?

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