Blissful Ignorance

The phone jogged Relena out of her sleep.

"Hello?" she asked sleepily.

"Vice Forgien Minister, we need you to come down immediately--this cannot wait."

"I'll be there in twenty minuets," she said quckly.

"Thank you, the address is 13 Pennignton street."

Relena scribbled it down quickly.

"Alright thank you," she said and hung up. Pulling on slacks and a button down shirt, Relena slid into her blazer and then a long coat. Knowing the press this would be out and she would be swarmed--even at 3 am.

"Ms. Relena, your car is waiting," Pagen said leading her into the garage. He pulled open the door.

"Thank you," Relena said ducking inside. The car jerked foward and took off down the street, "The address is 13 Pennignotn street," she called.

"Are you sure Ms. Relena?" Pagen asked, puzzled.

"Yes," Relena said slowly, "Why?"

"13 Pennignton street is the mourge Ms. Relena," Pagen said turning the car onto another street.

Relena's heart began to pound and she was finding it hard to breath. When her car phone rang she jumped up with a small yell. Grabbing the phone she checked the number quickly.

Maxwell, D.

"Duo? It's not--"

"Just get down here," Duo's slightly choked voice said into the reciever.

"Are the others there?"

"Yeah, everyone's here but you," he said, his voice tight like he was holding back something.

"I'm right outside," Relena said hanging the phone up and walking out. She walked to the reception area.

"Hello, I'm Relena Peacecraft, I was called down," she said to the receptionist.

"Ah yes, please sign here."

Relena signed, her hands weren't shaking. In Duo's opinion she deserved an award for her acting skills and Relena was putting them to good use.

"Follow me," the woman stood up and led Relena down a hallway, "Your friends are in another room but we'd like you to have a look at the body first if you don't mind."

"Not at all," Relena said, her mind was screaming 'body?!'.

"Here we go," the woman led Relena to a room with a window. A few men came in with a gurney. Lying on it, was Heero.

Relena turned her eyes away. His forearms were slit and he was unnaturally pale--but then again, he was dead.

"Do you know that man?" the woman asked politely.

"Yes," Relena said taking a deep breath, "Yes I do."

"What's his name?"

"Heero Yuy," she said.

"Thats what your friend's said, this way," the woman led her into another room where Duo, Trowa, Wulfie, Quatre, Sally, Dorothy, Hilde, Cathrine, Millardo and Lucrezia were. Relena ran to her brother and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back.

Someone knocked on the door. Lucrezia went and opened it.

"I appologize for my lateness," Lady Une said, "My neice is staying with me. She's a heavy sleeper like Mariemaia."

All the Preventer's hid a smile, they couldn't image someone sleeping through Lady Une's commands.

"Midii, do we have to go in?" whispered Mariemaia, looking at her cousin who nodded sleepily.

"I'm sure they're not still angry," she said to Mariemaia who bit her lip but nodded, "Come on. Lets go inside."

They walked inside.

"Everything alright?" Une asked, they both nodded and took seats.

"Hi Midii," Quatre said smiling at the young girl. He turned to her cousin, "Hello Ms?"

"Midii Une," she said offering a hand. Quatre shook it warmly. Midii smiled, then froze like a deer in the headlights. Everyone stared as Trowa looked exactly the same way. He broke out of his stunned silence first and walked over, offering a hand.

"Trowa Barton, nice to meet you Midii Une," he said offering a hand. Midii shook it.

"The pleasure's all mine Mr. Barton," she said.

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OKAY sorry sorry sorry, (I like MUXTB too much).

So, Heero's dead......well........that's not good.

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Duo has a small bottle of something that he brought with him.

Midii and Trowa get to talk ( )

Relena gets curious

Hey! Is this an angst?.. Well, I'm scared as hell of angst. Please, PLEASE do something that will bring Heero to life! You're an author of this fic, you can do EVERYTHING!!! Oh I beg you, bring him back to life!!!

And fic was very good, even if it was short. Really good job, NRR!

Oh, and this is 1xR Forum, remember There must be some romans between them, and Heero MUST be alive to fullfil this condition

I could fufill the condition with a suicide note................... :lol:just kidding, you'll have to wait and see...........

I want Heero alive this is wrong him being dead.

No i just cant believe he's dead theres gotta be a catch.

Like it isnt heero and maybe its someone else or maybe relena dreamt it all. Yea somethin like that. Other wise i think ill probably cry heero dead is somethin i really cant deal with. And poor duo!!

oh yea whats up with Middi and Trowa ohhhh.... I sseeee mmmhimmm Trowa you dog you. Hehehe

Relena stared out her window, her chin on her hands.

"I never thought he'd do something like this," she said out loud.

"But we always knew Heero didn't care about his life," Quatre said running a hand through his hair, "He never did."

"Still, to do something like this--" she trailed off, "It just seems odd, at the end of the Eve wars he looked like he was ready to live."

"Yeah, but apparently he wasn't," Duo said, his eyes still overly bright with tears, "I just wish we had done something!"

"He didn't leave a note or anything," Trowa said softly, "We've already searched his house. Unless he mailed them...." Lady Une looked at him sharply.

"Now isn't the time Barton," she said sharply. Trowa looked away.

"Are you going to investigate?" Relena asked softly, "Maybe he was assasinated?"

"No, doctors have confirmed he killed himself."

Relena nodded and looked back out the window.

LATER

It was freezing.

Duo Maxwell cursed mourges. They were cold, freaky and he was in no mood to encounter any spirits. Right now he was walking down the hallways looking around for Heero's drawer.

"213....235....256.....298....300" he counted aloud, "312, bingo." Steadying his nerves, Duo pulled the drawer out. Carefully he pulled back the sheet on Heero, then quickly pulled it up again.

"Did you find him?" hissed Wulfie.

"Right here," Duo called back, equally quiet.

"Good, lets get him out of here," Wulfie said.

"This place freaks me out," Duo muttered lifting Heero's arms.

"I thought you were 'Shingami', this place should feel like home," Wulfie pointed out.

"Shut up," Duo snapped.

"Give me the clove oil Maxwell," Wulfie said. Duo tossed him the small bottle. Wulfie caught it, "I have to give this to the others when they visit Ms. Relena."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Duo muttered as they got to the parking lot. They strapped Heero into the back seat.

"Good, lets get out of here," Wulfie said climbing in.

"Right," Duo said slamming his foot onto the accelerator. The car took off down the driveway and out of the garage.

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Sorry for the shortness.

Just in case you didn't know, Clove Oil makes you tear up (so you look like your crying).



New chapter soon :razz:

Relena looked around the white room she was standing in. There were no windows or doors, no exits or entries.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

"I can."

Relena turned around and put her hands to her mouth. Heero was standing behind her. He was still pale and the gashes were on his forearms. Relena composed her features.

"This is a dream. You're dead, I know you're dead. I saw your body."

Heero remained impassive, he just looked at her with his cold Prussian gaze.

"So you can go on and walk right out of this dream! Stop haunting me! Now!"

"I swore to protect you," he said coldly, "And that is what I'm going to do."

"You want to protect me Mr. Perfect Soilder? The only thing I need protection from right now is you!"

She drew back her hand and slapped him.

The sound echoed off the walls.

The two just stared at each other before Heero turned and walked away.

Relena sat up in bead gasping. Her heart was pounding and she was sweating.

"Whats wrong with me?" she hissed as she stumbled out of bed on shaking legs. Every night she was having the same dream. She wanted it to go away, she prayed for it to go away.

"Stop haunting me," Relena hissed at the mirror, "You're dead!" she smashed her fist into the mirror--shattering it. Relena slid down the wall cradling her hand and collapsed into tears before passing out from fatigue.

That's how Millardo found her. He pickedher up gently.

"Make him go away," she whispered, still asleep, "Please? I can't take it anymore, make it stop."

"It's okay," Millardo whispered to her, "You're not in this alone. Know that."

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:razz: oooo
the plot thickens

<<<thats a cool smilie. Randomness, but i'm the writer I can do anything I want! (as long as it includes HYXRP as this IS the HYXRP showcase)

I should say it thickens. I am quite confused, but getting hopeful that this fic might turn out HAPPY! (I am throwing daisies about the room when I say happy.) HAPPY! Please? And please, update soon. I am intrigued.

This is getting interesting. I was confused for a while (I REALLY didn't want Heero to be dead.) but reading onward I'm getting it. I'm really getting it. Can't wait to read more.

Okay I'm working on the new part
(fast aren't I? )
Okay then.

Eienvine that's a cool icon (huge Strongbad fan here), The Cheat rocks.

The Next Part is:

Heero's Funeral!!!

*ducks quickly from the flying stuff*

Oh and by the way, has anyone figured out what's going on?

Just curious :razz:

Well more soon :razz:

:evil: *Grabs stuff to throw back*