lust, passion, desire:ch6
Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2004 9:22 pm
Disclaimer: its always the usual 
, I don’t own any Gundam wing merchandise, if I did my posts would be more current since that would be my job 
, and I would be the proud owner of dozens of closets filled with Channel, Dolce G ., Prada and Jean Paul Gautier.... 
not trying to graduate from high school and try to get into college
!! Blah- 
Last ch.
She lifted a tired hand to dry her tears and got up from the tired driven chair, she needed a bed, some time, and above all some nourishment. Feeling decided she strode purposefully out of the abandoned courtyard.
Unbeknownst to her, a brown haired male sat listening to her speech and her sweet melodious voice. With a nasty glimmer in his eye, he murmured some last few words before he rose and followed her with a grace only he possessed.
I will have you, Relena…
Ch6.
There was no easy way to come to terms with what he had just seen. He couldn’t believe his eyes, laying there in the bed that he had come to share with her, he started to ponder over the last events of the day.
The bed was cold now, he was alone and the lingering scent of Relena’s perfume was almost gone.
Realizing that for the first time he felt bare and empty, he was utterly confused as to the whereabouts of Relena's sudden escape.
What could have been so important as to make her leave so early in the morning and to leave him behind with no clue as to where she was headed?
‘How could she be so inconsiderate?’ Heero mussed, it wasn’t much her departure but the way her look had been after she chose to leave the room in such a hurry that left him confused as to her frown and knitted eyebrows.
Feeling decided, he began to rise from the sweat and cold drenched bed, lifting the covers he removed his toned and slick legs from the comforter, taking time to adjust to the womanly surroundings of the room that threatened to consumer him, from the powder pink roses of the comforter to the plush deep pink rug that now encased his feet.
For a moment her started a scream, at first not having realizing the chosen theme of the room, since he was so busy on other…errmmm…things last night.
Walking bare around the room he decided to take a shower and change and then go find Relena and ask her the reason for her sudden departure from being encased by his form, darn he missed her silken legs and soft hips from their previous encounters.
He began a cold shower to help lessen up his nerves.
That is, until a soft knock on the door of Relena’s bedroom shook him from his reverie.
“Relena, are you up my dear?” …..fuck…..Relena’s mom…
Panic rose in him as he darted to close the door but apparently the lady had other thought in mind.
“Baby, we have to go shopping for new clothing! I mean Channel and Dolce G . have new models and there is a spree going on in Prada and Jean Paul Gautier!!!”
oh GOD, what had he gotten himself into!
“Relena? Are you in there honey?” Heero made a mad dash for the shower and hid himself behind the curtains….
A drop of swear slowly formed itself on Heero’s forehead as he heard Ms Dorlian’s high heeled shoes click on the bathroom’s floor tiles. Just as she tried to pry open the shower curtains, Heero did the unthinkable…
“yeeessss motherrrrr I willl be righhhhttt out!” Heero drones out in the most girlish imitation of Relena he could muster.
Apparently Ms Dorlian found something wrong with her “daughters” voice.
“Relena, sweetheart? Are you okay? You sound a bit…congested…are you sick?”
“ummm a bitttt motherrrr, I will be right outttt!” Heero coughed the last line out, this was the most embarrassing this he had to do in his life.
Abruptly he let put a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as Relena’s mom left the room.
Shifting out of the porcelain shower he quietly and quickly took a short bath and started to dress.
Moving to the room, he started to concoct a plan that could take him out of her mansion unnoticed. It was not wise to use her bedroom window, five feet up, in the middle of the day.
Yeah so he had to go down the long hallway of her room that led to the big staircase, past Milliardo’s office… which led to the front door, he was fucked.
Well, he had to try. Slowly he crept form his hiding spot in her room and checked the hallway for intruders…..Pagan was slowly walking to her room with a breakfast tray.
He hid under her bed just at the exact moment when old trusty butler-Pagan opened her door and asked for her. “Miss Relena? Are you here, I brought you your breakfast?” the old man droned out. He apparently thought something was wrong because he started to inspect every crook and notch in her room.
He was done for, except maybe if he…..
Slowly Pagan crept to the bed checking the sweat stained sheets, he frowned as the lingering musky smell was still in the air. As if sensing the chocolate haired, Prussian blue eyes of the young man below him, he yanked the under covers of the bed to look if maybe he’d find something he thought was not supposed to be there.
(I don’t know if any of you have seen Spiderman
when her clings to his bedroom walls when Harry’s father enters the room, well think of Heero and HIS situation. 
)
Pagan desperately looked at the blank space at the bottom of her bed, frowning again and murmuring incoherent cuss words to a certain Gundam pilot, he slowly left the room, as if unsure of his inspection.
Heero lost no time in removing his prying hands from the bottom ceiling of the bed, GOD THAT HAD BEEN CLOSE!
He immediately rose to take on the hallway and the stairs. Stalking like a predator, he strode along the hallways to find the exit. Quickly he entered a broom closet at the sound of footsteps. Clearly they were Noin’s and Milliardo’s.
“Baby stop mussing about your little sister, come one she’s old enough to have her own life!” Noin continuously nagged Milliardo until they both disappeared into her quarters, Heero quickly left, he didn’t want to hear much more after what he had a couple of night before!
Stealthily he made his way towards the grand staircase. Once there he began his quick descent, his office was not a problem anymore.
Heading towards the door he did not expect himself to find all the Gundam pilots there with their girl friends, specifically duo’s laughing face about to ring the doorbell!
“Man, you were the last person we expected to find answering the door! So how’s little Relena-sama? Did you two get cozy already?” duo mockingly asked.
Heero growled low in his throat, but before he could strangle his poor throat, pagan appeared at the door, glancing at Heero like he was the scum of the earth, he muttered “I knew something was wrong the minute I stepped into her bedroom!” forgetting the glare of the old butler and duo’s increasing smirk, with Hilde’s wide eyes and Quatre’s blushing gaze while Dorothy just knowingly smirked, and Wufie looked shocked while Sally wanted to congratulate him, suddenly he noticed Trowa’s absence. His eyes grew narrowed, it was a bit too much he just made a mad dash for the exit of the mansion.
‘Relena….where are you?’ a desperate man called out in his mind.
*Back to Relena*
Walking towards the nearest restaurant she thanked the God’s for putting some type of food manufacturer in front of her. She was so famished!
Striding in, the man at the entrance greeted her with a welcoming glance and led her to a table for two near the entrance at an open place. She sat down and ordered a hot tea for starters and a salad. (what a weird combination, take it to Relena to order that! )
She apparently did not notice the young man that had been following her constantly at a leisurely pace and crossed the street. Upon entering the restaurant he took note of her weak position and advanced forward.
‘I wonder what Heero’s up to right know?’ Relena mussed under her breath.
Suddenly a familiar face popped itself right in front of her and smiled a hello.
“Trowa?? What are you doing here?” she asked nervously, she clearly remembered her last encounter with him, and it had been less than pleasant.
Something was not right and she knew it, mentally slapping herself for being so nervous around a friend, maybe the attempt for a kiss had been a mistake, maybe.
Smiling up at her he asked how it was going for her, if she was alright.
Suddenly images of Heero and her stuck in a carnal embrace proved too much for her and she lowered her head in a crimson blush.
Trowa knew what was wrong and immediately went to console her.
“It’s okay Relena, I know how you feel.” He mustered up a false smile of his own, and Relena naively bought the act.
“Hey, why don’t you come with me to the circus and maybe you can watch me perform, I bet you’ll feel better” Trowa in mock interest asked her.
Relena thought this over, yeah, maybe if she gave Heero some space and some time for her to think things over they’d return back to normal.
Still, she could not forget the look Trowa had given her that day at the park….
*Flashback*
Sighing, Relena turned to a gratifying walk across the hospitals outdoor 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 stoically 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 accompany 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 in front of him. Her baby face and physique 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 smooth 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 literally unable 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, Relena’s eyes were as wide as saucers.
The only sound he could possibly achieve was a bare husky, croaked whisper, "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. Heero was standing rigidly and as stoically 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 Relena’s view from becoming even more angst filled, she too rose her eyes to meet Trowas object of utter fascination.
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, Trowa was gone, but so was Heero.
*End Flashback*
God, her heart was a mix of emotions. She didn’t know what to do and suddenly conscious of Trowa’s presence she furiously blushed and stuttered.
Trowa sensing her distress moved to comfort her telling her it would be alright between her and Heero.
As Relena stood up leaving her tea untouched and cold, Trowa moved beside her to accompany her to the circus, he smirked, his plan was in action.
Relena was worried about Heero, but she assured herself and with help from Trowa that it would be alright.
From the opposite corner of the street Prussian Blue eyes glared like steel and turned downright black at the scene playing before his eyes, especially Trowa hand inching its way along Relena waist.
Furiously he strode to follow them….
Okay here’s my next chapter!!!!!
I’m sorry for taking so long, but I had finals last week! Yeah they suck and I’m
also sick! Jajaja
hope you like!!!
Thanx to all who inspired me!
You rock
This is form an anime-junkie who can’t ever get enough!!!
hope to see one of ya when I get to college!!
Bye!
, I don’t own any Gundam wing merchandise, if I did my posts would be more current since that would be my job , and I would be the proud owner of dozens of closets filled with Channel, Dolce G ., Prada and Jean Paul Gautier.... not trying to graduate from high school and try to get into college
!! Blah- Last ch.
She lifted a tired hand to dry her tears and got up from the tired driven chair, she needed a bed, some time, and above all some nourishment. Feeling decided she strode purposefully out of the abandoned courtyard.
Unbeknownst to her, a brown haired male sat listening to her speech and her sweet melodious voice. With a nasty glimmer in his eye, he murmured some last few words before he rose and followed her with a grace only he possessed.
I will have you, Relena…
Ch6.
There was no easy way to come to terms with what he had just seen. He couldn’t believe his eyes, laying there in the bed that he had come to share with her, he started to ponder over the last events of the day.
The bed was cold now, he was alone and the lingering scent of Relena’s perfume was almost gone.
Realizing that for the first time he felt bare and empty, he was utterly confused as to the whereabouts of Relena's sudden escape.
What could have been so important as to make her leave so early in the morning and to leave him behind with no clue as to where she was headed?
‘How could she be so inconsiderate?’ Heero mussed, it wasn’t much her departure but the way her look had been after she chose to leave the room in such a hurry that left him confused as to her frown and knitted eyebrows.
Feeling decided, he began to rise from the sweat and cold drenched bed, lifting the covers he removed his toned and slick legs from the comforter, taking time to adjust to the womanly surroundings of the room that threatened to consumer him, from the powder pink roses of the comforter to the plush deep pink rug that now encased his feet.
For a moment her started a scream, at first not having realizing the chosen theme of the room, since he was so busy on other…errmmm…things last night.
Walking bare around the room he decided to take a shower and change and then go find Relena and ask her the reason for her sudden departure from being encased by his form, darn he missed her silken legs and soft hips from their previous encounters.
He began a cold shower to help lessen up his nerves.
That is, until a soft knock on the door of Relena’s bedroom shook him from his reverie.
“Relena, are you up my dear?” …..fuck…..Relena’s mom…
Panic rose in him as he darted to close the door but apparently the lady had other thought in mind.
“Baby, we have to go shopping for new clothing! I mean Channel and Dolce G . have new models and there is a spree going on in Prada and Jean Paul Gautier!!!”
oh GOD, what had he gotten himself into!
“Relena? Are you in there honey?” Heero made a mad dash for the shower and hid himself behind the curtains….
A drop of swear slowly formed itself on Heero’s forehead as he heard Ms Dorlian’s high heeled shoes click on the bathroom’s floor tiles. Just as she tried to pry open the shower curtains, Heero did the unthinkable…
“yeeessss motherrrrr I willl be righhhhttt out!” Heero drones out in the most girlish imitation of Relena he could muster.
Apparently Ms Dorlian found something wrong with her “daughters” voice.
“Relena, sweetheart? Are you okay? You sound a bit…congested…are you sick?”
“ummm a bitttt motherrrr, I will be right outttt!” Heero coughed the last line out, this was the most embarrassing this he had to do in his life.
Abruptly he let put a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as Relena’s mom left the room.
Shifting out of the porcelain shower he quietly and quickly took a short bath and started to dress.
Moving to the room, he started to concoct a plan that could take him out of her mansion unnoticed. It was not wise to use her bedroom window, five feet up, in the middle of the day.
Yeah so he had to go down the long hallway of her room that led to the big staircase, past Milliardo’s office… which led to the front door, he was fucked.
Well, he had to try. Slowly he crept form his hiding spot in her room and checked the hallway for intruders…..Pagan was slowly walking to her room with a breakfast tray.
He hid under her bed just at the exact moment when old trusty butler-Pagan opened her door and asked for her. “Miss Relena? Are you here, I brought you your breakfast?” the old man droned out. He apparently thought something was wrong because he started to inspect every crook and notch in her room.
He was done for, except maybe if he…..
Slowly Pagan crept to the bed checking the sweat stained sheets, he frowned as the lingering musky smell was still in the air. As if sensing the chocolate haired, Prussian blue eyes of the young man below him, he yanked the under covers of the bed to look if maybe he’d find something he thought was not supposed to be there.
(I don’t know if any of you have seen Spiderman
when her clings to his bedroom walls when Harry’s father enters the room, well think of Heero and HIS situation. )Pagan desperately looked at the blank space at the bottom of her bed, frowning again and murmuring incoherent cuss words to a certain Gundam pilot, he slowly left the room, as if unsure of his inspection.
Heero lost no time in removing his prying hands from the bottom ceiling of the bed, GOD THAT HAD BEEN CLOSE!
He immediately rose to take on the hallway and the stairs. Stalking like a predator, he strode along the hallways to find the exit. Quickly he entered a broom closet at the sound of footsteps. Clearly they were Noin’s and Milliardo’s.
“Baby stop mussing about your little sister, come one she’s old enough to have her own life!” Noin continuously nagged Milliardo until they both disappeared into her quarters, Heero quickly left, he didn’t want to hear much more after what he had a couple of night before!
Stealthily he made his way towards the grand staircase. Once there he began his quick descent, his office was not a problem anymore.
Heading towards the door he did not expect himself to find all the Gundam pilots there with their girl friends, specifically duo’s laughing face about to ring the doorbell!
“Man, you were the last person we expected to find answering the door! So how’s little Relena-sama? Did you two get cozy already?” duo mockingly asked.
Heero growled low in his throat, but before he could strangle his poor throat, pagan appeared at the door, glancing at Heero like he was the scum of the earth, he muttered “I knew something was wrong the minute I stepped into her bedroom!” forgetting the glare of the old butler and duo’s increasing smirk, with Hilde’s wide eyes and Quatre’s blushing gaze while Dorothy just knowingly smirked, and Wufie looked shocked while Sally wanted to congratulate him, suddenly he noticed Trowa’s absence. His eyes grew narrowed, it was a bit too much he just made a mad dash for the exit of the mansion.
‘Relena….where are you?’ a desperate man called out in his mind.
*Back to Relena*
Walking towards the nearest restaurant she thanked the God’s for putting some type of food manufacturer in front of her. She was so famished!
Striding in, the man at the entrance greeted her with a welcoming glance and led her to a table for two near the entrance at an open place. She sat down and ordered a hot tea for starters and a salad. (what a weird combination, take it to Relena to order that!
)She apparently did not notice the young man that had been following her constantly at a leisurely pace and crossed the street. Upon entering the restaurant he took note of her weak position and advanced forward.
‘I wonder what Heero’s up to right know?’ Relena mussed under her breath.
Suddenly a familiar face popped itself right in front of her and smiled a hello.
“Trowa?? What are you doing here?” she asked nervously, she clearly remembered her last encounter with him, and it had been less than pleasant.
Something was not right and she knew it, mentally slapping herself for being so nervous around a friend, maybe the attempt for a kiss had been a mistake, maybe.
Smiling up at her he asked how it was going for her, if she was alright.
Suddenly images of Heero and her stuck in a carnal embrace proved too much for her and she lowered her head in a crimson blush.
Trowa knew what was wrong and immediately went to console her.
“It’s okay Relena, I know how you feel.” He mustered up a false smile of his own, and Relena naively bought the act.
“Hey, why don’t you come with me to the circus and maybe you can watch me perform, I bet you’ll feel better” Trowa in mock interest asked her.
Relena thought this over, yeah, maybe if she gave Heero some space and some time for her to think things over they’d return back to normal.
Still, she could not forget the look Trowa had given her that day at the park….
*Flashback*
Sighing, Relena turned to a gratifying walk across the hospitals outdoor 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 stoically 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 accompany 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 in front of him. Her baby face and physique 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 smooth 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 literally unable 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, Relena’s eyes were as wide as saucers.
The only sound he could possibly achieve was a bare husky, croaked whisper, "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. Heero was standing rigidly and as stoically 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 Relena’s view from becoming even more angst filled, she too rose her eyes to meet Trowas object of utter fascination.
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, Trowa was gone, but so was Heero.
*End Flashback*
God, her heart was a mix of emotions. She didn’t know what to do and suddenly conscious of Trowa’s presence she furiously blushed and stuttered.
Trowa sensing her distress moved to comfort her telling her it would be alright between her and Heero.
As Relena stood up leaving her tea untouched and cold, Trowa moved beside her to accompany her to the circus, he smirked, his plan was in action.
Relena was worried about Heero, but she assured herself and with help from Trowa that it would be alright.
From the opposite corner of the street Prussian Blue eyes glared like steel and turned downright black at the scene playing before his eyes, especially Trowa hand inching its way along Relena waist.
Furiously he strode to follow them….
Okay here’s my next chapter!!!!!
I’m sorry for taking so long, but I had finals last week! Yeah they suck and I’m
also sick! Jajaja
hope you like!!!
Thanx to all who inspired me!
You rock
This is form an anime-junkie who can’t ever get enough!!!
hope to see one of ya when I get to college!!
Bye!
