Chapter 1
The music invaded the hall, its source coming fro Relena?s room. All you could catch is were short phrases from the song.
?Whenever, Where ever we?re meant to be together, I'll be there and you'll be near, And always play by ear and that's the deal my dear?
She danced her way around the massive room, while singing in a hairbrush she grabbed. As the song slowly ended she turned off the radio, dropping to her oversize bed, just as Duo came in. His signature braid swinging behind, and his grin wide.
?So Princess, how is your normal day going?? She grinned wide and answered ? Duo what are you saying I?m not normal each day.?
This was her first day she took off in 3 yrs. (she?s 19 in this fic folks). And it was going good so far. She could act like a normal person when nobody was looking up to her for instructions, she could act like herself.
Duo?s smile just got bigger and he shook his head at her. ?Well Lena I just came by to ask if you wanted to come over. Hilde has been dying to talk to you lately. She?s kept asking me when you can have a free day.? Hilde was Relena?s best friend. Duo brought her to the grounds to show off his bride to all his co-worker, and when they just stared talking, and hit it off. Now they had to talk on a regular basis. The thought of seeing her pixyish friend brought a grin to her face. She nodded enthusiastically, and asked what time. Duo answered around 6:30, he then went off to gather thing for her friend. She quickly glanced at the clock and it read 1o?clock, so she had time to do other things. She got up slowly, and changed in to some light-weight dark blue sweat pant, and a plain light blue t-shirt, she grabbed her charcoal pencils and white paper, and made her way to the garden, avoiding contact with other people.
The autumn breeze brushed against the dead leaves still trying to cling to their mother tree. She breathed in deep, the air tasted clean, fresh , and new. It wasn?t like the stuffy, stale, reused air at the colonies. The thought bringing images of Prussian eyes, chocolate brown hair covering them, hiding there emotion, the stone set of his face. She shook her head slightly to dispel the memories coming to surface. She sat down on the packed earth, and concentrated on the tree in front of her. The white paper coming alive with each stroke of her hand. Little did she know someone was intensively watching her from a distance away.
Oh the song is called ?Whenever, Wherever?-Shakira. Just thought to add what her perspective of what normal is. To her I would think it would be whatever everyone does. But all around I don?t own it. But it has I good beat. *smile sincerely*