To Woo A Princess, oneshot series
Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2004 7:55 am
Ah, this is my first fiction post on BI, and if you could tell me what you think... I have another five parts to TWaP, and they were previously posted on ff.net. Do you want me to add the here?
To Woo A Princess
Part one (inspired by St-Valentines, on Christmas holidays... :-? )
In the darkness of an office of Preventers? buildings, as the sunlight barely came up and through the closed curtains of the secluded area, a figure sat upstraight, a single source of light illuminating him. The computer screen flashed a few documents, several memos, some letters, and one urgent message. After clicking on the urgent one, the figure leaned back and listened to the humming of the computer as it downloaded the file, the silence of the office, the occasional scrapings of a chair on the floor above, and the muffled sounds of voices, of cars passing in the street out the window and down below, the sounds of an awaking city.
Heero Yuy always woke earlier as a habit he had taken up during the war. Duo Maxwell would always scold the former pilot, but Heero would just glare him down, and the Deathscythe pilot would shut up. For the day.
The file ended the downloading and Heero opened it. A frown suddenly marred his handsome features. The message read:
?Mission: To woo a princess
Operation set: Free decision
Summary: Your mission, should you accept it, (and you better, buddy!), consists in making a certain person (you know who) happy tomorrow, on the 14 th of February. The parameters will limit to using the credit card sent to you and use half of its account at least in the developpement of your mission. Therefore, you are in possession of half a million dollars.
Helpful hints (we know how clueless you are): Ladies (even princesses) have this unexplainable affection for scented, petal infested things. Try figuring out what that is. Also, chocolate releases the same type of endorphins as when in love. Restaurants are an ideal place to complete missions, and teddy bears are ?cute and cuddly and nice and so darn CUTE? as declared by one of our internal spies (yeah, my g/f).
Should your mission fail, well then, you?ll prove to us all that you really are bad with human feelings.
Your target should remain unsuspecting as to your identity until the very end. (I have no clue why, but they just like surprises).
You have one day to finish up all preparations, and one night to ready yourself mentally (haha). Good luck. I wish I could destroy this message after you read it, but I?m not some weird guru.
?The God of Death, now commonly known as Agent Zero Two ( boohoo)?
Heero frowned. Had Duo actually meant that, or was he just kidding? He had no time for jokes.
His computer beeped, and to his dissimuled surprise, a credit card plopped out of the transferrer. He took it, examined it for a brief moment, then inserted it in the computer once again, in a slot for cards. He searched it?s contents, and he indeed found the half a million dollars Duo had spoken of.
He was serious.
Racking his brain for any significance to the 14 th of February, he suddenly remembered that Dr J had spoken of a day where ?mere mortals celebrated their love for one another?. Duo wanted him to celebrate Valentine?s day, a day he had never even acknowledged in his life. Ever. And not only did he want him to get involved in senseless romance and mushy stuff, he wanted him to share it with another.
And he was serious.
If Heero had been the type to believe in God, he would have cursed it. Because the money was from a certain Q. R. Winner account, and if he didn?t spend at least the half of it for Re- you know who-, he would be rewarded with a disapproving face, as well as a cold shoulder from his ?best friend?.
They were in this together.
Damn, Heero managed to realise. They actually want me to go through with this. I got better stuff to do! I?m Relena?s bodyguard!
But then again, that didn?t mean he couldn?t do a bit of this mission. The operation ways were up to him! No one could blame him if he followed through only a bit. His only restriction was to use at least half of the 50 000 dollars. It shouldn?t be too difficult?
And as the sun rose up the city, Heero prepared for another restless night, readying his mission.
?Mission accepted.?
Hey, who knew? Maybe he could actually enjoy this anyway.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Relena sighed. It was with a heavy heart that she actually managed to step out of bed. God only knew how much she hated this day. Hated was a bit of an understatement. She loathed it, despised it with all of her heart.
Valentine?s day. Stupid stores with their stupid commercial celebrations, and their stupid love fests.
To anyone else, this day would probably be a fun day, filled with surprises, and kisses and chocolate, but to her, it was just as hectic as any other day, with the difference that everyone was extra mushy and asked to be excused to make out with their boyfriend in a random corner or to go on a date with them, or that all, and she meant all, reporters in the city kept packing up on the front of the Preventers? buildings, hoping to catch a glance of whatever secret valentine Relena Peacecraft might have actually managed to schedule in her busy day.
She loathed this day with all her heart, for all the reasons above, and for one other.
The man she loved was just about the most clueless a guy could ever get. He wasn?t stupid, very far from it, he was extremely smart. But he was just so bad with normal feelings, it was a surprise he survived stupid commercial Valentine?s day every year.
Considering the fact that she would feel like killing him every year because he had done nothing out of the ordinary, which might have served a proof about some feelings for her.
But no. Mr. Yuy was probably the most clueless man ever to walk the Earth Sphere.
Sighing, Relena stepped out of her limo and awaited to see if any paparazzis would assault her.
She reopened her eyes and was met with a desert street.
Was this the wrong day? The hearts in every single window of the whole street told her no.
So where was the wolf pack??
Sighing, and a little disappointed she couldn't get to glare down some poor innocent stalker, Relena hurried up the steps to the office building.
As soon as she stepped in, she knew something was amiss. All the usual, daily, oh so boring chat had hushed, leaving her to stare at the faces of some workers and diplomats she would later have to deal with. They were all carefully watching her, as if she'd grown a second head.
Her secretary, Christina Kurt, a tall, blonde haired, smart young woman, walked up to her, a cup of coffee in her hand. She paused a moment, before asking in a quiet voice:
"Miss Relena? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on a vacation?"
Relena stared back at her, the little wheels in her head turning. She was puzzled. Since when did someone plan a trip for her?
"Vacation? What vacation?"
Chris looked just as puzzled as she.
"Your vacation... The one Mr Yuy told us about yesterday..."
That was when it clicked. She hadn't seen Heero yesterday. Although he was her bodyguard, it had been Duo that had taken up the job of watching her, as if some terrorists would actually come up to her office, when she was surrounded by Preventers. Heero had said he had others things to do.
So Mr Yuy had organised a vacation without her consent, huh?
This was unacceptable. As much as she loved him, there was no way she would let him control her days, or her schedule. She had plans for today, and they involved heavy duty works at kicking some diplomat ass.
But Mr Yuy probably knew better, and decided to place some weird and unannounced vacation on her agenda.
Oh, he would pay, alright.
"I'm sorry, Chris." She politely, hiding her fury, answered. "But I was not aware that a vacation was scheduled, and will thus continue my works, reservations to whatever place my oh so perfect bodyguard has decided I should go to or not. I'm sorry that you were surprised to actually see me come to work, but as Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Earth Sphere United Alliance, it is only right that I come to work like you all, even though this is the so-called Day of Love."
And with that speech, she stomped up the stairs, ready to get to that bastard, otherwise known as Heero Yuy.
On her way there, she was planning the sweet torture she could put him through. Having been trained as the perfect soldier, not a lot of things could unsettle the ex-pilot, but she knew she would come up with something.
But as she neared her office, she became more and more aware of the strange stares she was receiving, and slowed her pace somewhat. Politeness was primary, and busting Heero Yuy was secondary, altough she really wanted to make a priority out of it.
She reached her office door, and caught sight of Duo. He was grinning like an idiot.
"Yo, princess." He snickered.
Relena did not answer at first, until an idea struck her. If Heero was already in her office, he could hear her right now.
"Hello Duo." She responded sweetly. "By the way, have you seen Heero? I have realised this morning he's been meddling with my schedule, and I would like to find him and give him a piece of my mind, if you see what I mean."
Duo stopped his stupid grinning.
"He's been playing with your schedule?" He asked, surprised.
Relena nodded.
"Yes, and I'll see to it that he gets reassigned to Antarctica. The polar bears and the penguins should teach him a nice little lesson."
Duo paled, then brightened a bit.
"Ah, well... I do think he's in your office." He lied.
Relena raised a sceptical eyebrow, but still opened the door to her office. It was only when she closed it behind her that she saw why Duo was grinning like a dumbass.
Flowers. Flowers everywhere. Blue, red, pink, white, yellow, various tints of green, tulips, roses, irises, lillies, daffodils...
There must have been approximately a thousand flowers in her office. Bouquets on the floor, on her desk, on the chairs...
There, on a small spot where there weren't any flowers, was one single envelope. It was white and plain, with her name written with a black pen.
She opened it.
"Hope you like the flowers." She read aloud, shocked that someone could actually make her such a surprise. Then, she saw there was a small sentence at the bottom.
'Not angry, right?' It said.
Damn right I?m not angry. Who else but Heero could put up such a show??
Now truly frustrated at not finding Heero I-think-I?m-God Yuy, Relena exited her office, letting the flowers behind, and brushing past Duo, who was watching her amusedly. She stomped up the stairs, determined to corner Heero, whether it was in his office or anywhere else, but she?d find him and give him a good spanking.
Or a kiss and a very tight hug, depending on how he greeted her.
She reached his office and knocked on his door. Normally, she wouldn?t have to, but right now, she wasn?t thinking straight.
There was no answer when she knocked twice. Behind her, Trowa and Wufei were watching, intent on capturing this moment on a camera Sally had given them. ?For their children? she had joked, earning herself a glare from Relena?s overprotective brother Milliardo.
Relena groaned. He wasn?t answering.
Well too bad for him. She swung the door open and stopped as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She closed the door and called out to him.
?Heero? . . . . . . Heero??
There was no answer, once again, but she walked to his desk anyway, and instead of seeing the head of her guard, she found something else.
A teddy bear. A big, fuzzy teddy bear was sitting in his chair, holding a box of her favorite chocolates and a red rose.
And another of those annoying letters.
She opened it, but had trouble keeping her gaze away from the cuddly toy.
?Will you hug me too?? She could read in the very dim lighting. ?Or will you stop searching for me? If not, do you know where the sky meets the Earth??
Okay. She reasonned. Heero was acting weird. She sighed. Now he was being mischievous. Where the sky meets the Earth? Where did he go fetch that?
The horizon?
Running out of his office, too preoccupied to either slow her pace or acknowledge the two non-official camera men, she reached the closest stairway and climbed it, because the elevator was too slow.
I hate you, Heero Yuy. You should know better than to make me run in high heels! Insensitive jerk. Stupid bastard? Wonderful idiot.
She swung the door to the third floor hall open, and halted there. On the floor, there was a rose petal. She picked it up and examined it. There was still a bit of dew on it. She looked down the hall. People were carefully avoiding a path made of rose petals, a small smile plastered on. Some women had wistful faces.
Not caring one minute about how the janitors would have to clean it up, she ran down the hall, following the little path of red petals. Soon, she came to a metal door, with no window, only a sign saying EXIT.
She swung it open, and the cold air of February hit her. She shivered.
Damn him. Just had to make me come out in winter, dressed only in a business suit? That was when she saw him.
He was wearing a tux.
A tux. Heero Yuy was wearing a tux. And he looked good in it too.
He was holding a red rose in his hand. He wasn?t looking towards her, but rather at the horizon. His calm blue eyes were focused on some unknown point in the distance, his unruly dark brown mane tormented by the wind: he looked devilishly handsome.
Relena rubbed her arms in the cold, and walked up to him. He knew she was there, there was no questionning that. He just didn?t give the impression that he was more aware of his surroundings than anyone else.
?You know,? She started, feeling like scolding him for the wild run. ?It?s un-gentleman-like to make a lady have to run up stairs in high heels and look for you everywhere. You should have stayed in your office. Or given me the presents in person.?
For a moment, he said nothing. He turned to her, and her breath caught.
?I know.? Was his simple answer.
She frowned.
?Why then??
He shrugged, and looked at the horizon again.
?For once, I want you to know how it?s like to look for you when you run away from your guards.?
She looked down at her feet, slightly ashamed.
?Besides,? He continued. ?You look pretty when you?re flushed.?
Her head snapped up in surprise. Did he just compliment her?
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
The Devil frowned and crossed his arms, glaring at the little fire in front of him. His fellow demons were trembling from the cold, and many had turned blue.
Cursing, the Devil stomped his goat foot. This was unthinkable. This was an insult. This was unbearable. How could this happen??
Although Hell was the Paradise of Evil, the Devil could not imagine it without its deadly flames.
How could Hell have frozen over, just because some damn soldier became romantic?????
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
?Thank you?? Relena suddenly became very shy. But his punishment? He needed to suffer?
Nah.
?Can I ask you how come you?ve been planning a vacation behind my back??
He wouldn?t get away with that one, if she had anything to say about it.
?I just thought that having 3 000$ worth of flowers delivered to your office at one in the morning would look slightly suspicious, especially considering that they now form a small rainforest around your desk. So I scheduled you a trip to the Bahamas with me. The whole lot of reporters in the city must now be fighting to find last minute tickets to those islands just about now.?
Relena was stumped for a split-second, letting his rant sink in. Then, she hugged him so tightly he almost had trouble breathing. Almost. Being the perfect soldier, he could probably breath in a room filled with only CO2. The plant man, Duo called him.
?Damn, why now, of all the Valentine?s days???? She asked him, her voice muffled by his stainless white shirt.
?I got some clues.? He grinned, remembering the mission paper Duo and Quatre had sent him.
?About time!? She laughed and grinned up at him.
Heero then remembered he still had a lot of thousands in his pockets, and decided that a real trip to somewhere exotic was in order. Maybe he?d get to be a real-life teddy bear soon enough for him. Mission accomplished, and the results to come would be great.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Well, most people on ff.net liked it... How about you people?
To Woo A Princess
Part one (inspired by St-Valentines, on Christmas holidays... :-? )
In the darkness of an office of Preventers? buildings, as the sunlight barely came up and through the closed curtains of the secluded area, a figure sat upstraight, a single source of light illuminating him. The computer screen flashed a few documents, several memos, some letters, and one urgent message. After clicking on the urgent one, the figure leaned back and listened to the humming of the computer as it downloaded the file, the silence of the office, the occasional scrapings of a chair on the floor above, and the muffled sounds of voices, of cars passing in the street out the window and down below, the sounds of an awaking city.
Heero Yuy always woke earlier as a habit he had taken up during the war. Duo Maxwell would always scold the former pilot, but Heero would just glare him down, and the Deathscythe pilot would shut up. For the day.
The file ended the downloading and Heero opened it. A frown suddenly marred his handsome features. The message read:
?Mission: To woo a princess
Operation set: Free decision
Summary: Your mission, should you accept it, (and you better, buddy!), consists in making a certain person (you know who) happy tomorrow, on the 14 th of February. The parameters will limit to using the credit card sent to you and use half of its account at least in the developpement of your mission. Therefore, you are in possession of half a million dollars.
Helpful hints (we know how clueless you are): Ladies (even princesses) have this unexplainable affection for scented, petal infested things. Try figuring out what that is. Also, chocolate releases the same type of endorphins as when in love. Restaurants are an ideal place to complete missions, and teddy bears are ?cute and cuddly and nice and so darn CUTE? as declared by one of our internal spies (yeah, my g/f).
Should your mission fail, well then, you?ll prove to us all that you really are bad with human feelings.
Your target should remain unsuspecting as to your identity until the very end. (I have no clue why, but they just like surprises).
You have one day to finish up all preparations, and one night to ready yourself mentally (haha). Good luck. I wish I could destroy this message after you read it, but I?m not some weird guru.
?The God of Death, now commonly known as Agent Zero Two ( boohoo)?
Heero frowned. Had Duo actually meant that, or was he just kidding? He had no time for jokes.
His computer beeped, and to his dissimuled surprise, a credit card plopped out of the transferrer. He took it, examined it for a brief moment, then inserted it in the computer once again, in a slot for cards. He searched it?s contents, and he indeed found the half a million dollars Duo had spoken of.
He was serious.
Racking his brain for any significance to the 14 th of February, he suddenly remembered that Dr J had spoken of a day where ?mere mortals celebrated their love for one another?. Duo wanted him to celebrate Valentine?s day, a day he had never even acknowledged in his life. Ever. And not only did he want him to get involved in senseless romance and mushy stuff, he wanted him to share it with another.
And he was serious.
If Heero had been the type to believe in God, he would have cursed it. Because the money was from a certain Q. R. Winner account, and if he didn?t spend at least the half of it for Re- you know who-, he would be rewarded with a disapproving face, as well as a cold shoulder from his ?best friend?.
They were in this together.
Damn, Heero managed to realise. They actually want me to go through with this. I got better stuff to do! I?m Relena?s bodyguard!
But then again, that didn?t mean he couldn?t do a bit of this mission. The operation ways were up to him! No one could blame him if he followed through only a bit. His only restriction was to use at least half of the 50 000 dollars. It shouldn?t be too difficult?
And as the sun rose up the city, Heero prepared for another restless night, readying his mission.
?Mission accepted.?
Hey, who knew? Maybe he could actually enjoy this anyway.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Relena sighed. It was with a heavy heart that she actually managed to step out of bed. God only knew how much she hated this day. Hated was a bit of an understatement. She loathed it, despised it with all of her heart.
Valentine?s day. Stupid stores with their stupid commercial celebrations, and their stupid love fests.
To anyone else, this day would probably be a fun day, filled with surprises, and kisses and chocolate, but to her, it was just as hectic as any other day, with the difference that everyone was extra mushy and asked to be excused to make out with their boyfriend in a random corner or to go on a date with them, or that all, and she meant all, reporters in the city kept packing up on the front of the Preventers? buildings, hoping to catch a glance of whatever secret valentine Relena Peacecraft might have actually managed to schedule in her busy day.
She loathed this day with all her heart, for all the reasons above, and for one other.
The man she loved was just about the most clueless a guy could ever get. He wasn?t stupid, very far from it, he was extremely smart. But he was just so bad with normal feelings, it was a surprise he survived stupid commercial Valentine?s day every year.
Considering the fact that she would feel like killing him every year because he had done nothing out of the ordinary, which might have served a proof about some feelings for her.
But no. Mr. Yuy was probably the most clueless man ever to walk the Earth Sphere.
Sighing, Relena stepped out of her limo and awaited to see if any paparazzis would assault her.
She reopened her eyes and was met with a desert street.
Was this the wrong day? The hearts in every single window of the whole street told her no.
So where was the wolf pack??
Sighing, and a little disappointed she couldn't get to glare down some poor innocent stalker, Relena hurried up the steps to the office building.
As soon as she stepped in, she knew something was amiss. All the usual, daily, oh so boring chat had hushed, leaving her to stare at the faces of some workers and diplomats she would later have to deal with. They were all carefully watching her, as if she'd grown a second head.
Her secretary, Christina Kurt, a tall, blonde haired, smart young woman, walked up to her, a cup of coffee in her hand. She paused a moment, before asking in a quiet voice:
"Miss Relena? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on a vacation?"
Relena stared back at her, the little wheels in her head turning. She was puzzled. Since when did someone plan a trip for her?
"Vacation? What vacation?"
Chris looked just as puzzled as she.
"Your vacation... The one Mr Yuy told us about yesterday..."
That was when it clicked. She hadn't seen Heero yesterday. Although he was her bodyguard, it had been Duo that had taken up the job of watching her, as if some terrorists would actually come up to her office, when she was surrounded by Preventers. Heero had said he had others things to do.
So Mr Yuy had organised a vacation without her consent, huh?
This was unacceptable. As much as she loved him, there was no way she would let him control her days, or her schedule. She had plans for today, and they involved heavy duty works at kicking some diplomat ass.
But Mr Yuy probably knew better, and decided to place some weird and unannounced vacation on her agenda.
Oh, he would pay, alright.
"I'm sorry, Chris." She politely, hiding her fury, answered. "But I was not aware that a vacation was scheduled, and will thus continue my works, reservations to whatever place my oh so perfect bodyguard has decided I should go to or not. I'm sorry that you were surprised to actually see me come to work, but as Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Earth Sphere United Alliance, it is only right that I come to work like you all, even though this is the so-called Day of Love."
And with that speech, she stomped up the stairs, ready to get to that bastard, otherwise known as Heero Yuy.
On her way there, she was planning the sweet torture she could put him through. Having been trained as the perfect soldier, not a lot of things could unsettle the ex-pilot, but she knew she would come up with something.
But as she neared her office, she became more and more aware of the strange stares she was receiving, and slowed her pace somewhat. Politeness was primary, and busting Heero Yuy was secondary, altough she really wanted to make a priority out of it.
She reached her office door, and caught sight of Duo. He was grinning like an idiot.
"Yo, princess." He snickered.
Relena did not answer at first, until an idea struck her. If Heero was already in her office, he could hear her right now.
"Hello Duo." She responded sweetly. "By the way, have you seen Heero? I have realised this morning he's been meddling with my schedule, and I would like to find him and give him a piece of my mind, if you see what I mean."
Duo stopped his stupid grinning.
"He's been playing with your schedule?" He asked, surprised.
Relena nodded.
"Yes, and I'll see to it that he gets reassigned to Antarctica. The polar bears and the penguins should teach him a nice little lesson."
Duo paled, then brightened a bit.
"Ah, well... I do think he's in your office." He lied.
Relena raised a sceptical eyebrow, but still opened the door to her office. It was only when she closed it behind her that she saw why Duo was grinning like a dumbass.
Flowers. Flowers everywhere. Blue, red, pink, white, yellow, various tints of green, tulips, roses, irises, lillies, daffodils...
There must have been approximately a thousand flowers in her office. Bouquets on the floor, on her desk, on the chairs...
There, on a small spot where there weren't any flowers, was one single envelope. It was white and plain, with her name written with a black pen.
She opened it.
"Hope you like the flowers." She read aloud, shocked that someone could actually make her such a surprise. Then, she saw there was a small sentence at the bottom.
'Not angry, right?' It said.
Damn right I?m not angry. Who else but Heero could put up such a show??
Now truly frustrated at not finding Heero I-think-I?m-God Yuy, Relena exited her office, letting the flowers behind, and brushing past Duo, who was watching her amusedly. She stomped up the stairs, determined to corner Heero, whether it was in his office or anywhere else, but she?d find him and give him a good spanking.
Or a kiss and a very tight hug, depending on how he greeted her.
She reached his office and knocked on his door. Normally, she wouldn?t have to, but right now, she wasn?t thinking straight.
There was no answer when she knocked twice. Behind her, Trowa and Wufei were watching, intent on capturing this moment on a camera Sally had given them. ?For their children? she had joked, earning herself a glare from Relena?s overprotective brother Milliardo.
Relena groaned. He wasn?t answering.
Well too bad for him. She swung the door open and stopped as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She closed the door and called out to him.
?Heero? . . . . . . Heero??
There was no answer, once again, but she walked to his desk anyway, and instead of seeing the head of her guard, she found something else.
A teddy bear. A big, fuzzy teddy bear was sitting in his chair, holding a box of her favorite chocolates and a red rose.
And another of those annoying letters.
She opened it, but had trouble keeping her gaze away from the cuddly toy.
?Will you hug me too?? She could read in the very dim lighting. ?Or will you stop searching for me? If not, do you know where the sky meets the Earth??
Okay. She reasonned. Heero was acting weird. She sighed. Now he was being mischievous. Where the sky meets the Earth? Where did he go fetch that?
The horizon?
Running out of his office, too preoccupied to either slow her pace or acknowledge the two non-official camera men, she reached the closest stairway and climbed it, because the elevator was too slow.
I hate you, Heero Yuy. You should know better than to make me run in high heels! Insensitive jerk. Stupid bastard? Wonderful idiot.
She swung the door to the third floor hall open, and halted there. On the floor, there was a rose petal. She picked it up and examined it. There was still a bit of dew on it. She looked down the hall. People were carefully avoiding a path made of rose petals, a small smile plastered on. Some women had wistful faces.
Not caring one minute about how the janitors would have to clean it up, she ran down the hall, following the little path of red petals. Soon, she came to a metal door, with no window, only a sign saying EXIT.
She swung it open, and the cold air of February hit her. She shivered.
Damn him. Just had to make me come out in winter, dressed only in a business suit? That was when she saw him.
He was wearing a tux.
A tux. Heero Yuy was wearing a tux. And he looked good in it too.
He was holding a red rose in his hand. He wasn?t looking towards her, but rather at the horizon. His calm blue eyes were focused on some unknown point in the distance, his unruly dark brown mane tormented by the wind: he looked devilishly handsome.
Relena rubbed her arms in the cold, and walked up to him. He knew she was there, there was no questionning that. He just didn?t give the impression that he was more aware of his surroundings than anyone else.
?You know,? She started, feeling like scolding him for the wild run. ?It?s un-gentleman-like to make a lady have to run up stairs in high heels and look for you everywhere. You should have stayed in your office. Or given me the presents in person.?
For a moment, he said nothing. He turned to her, and her breath caught.
?I know.? Was his simple answer.
She frowned.
?Why then??
He shrugged, and looked at the horizon again.
?For once, I want you to know how it?s like to look for you when you run away from your guards.?
She looked down at her feet, slightly ashamed.
?Besides,? He continued. ?You look pretty when you?re flushed.?
Her head snapped up in surprise. Did he just compliment her?
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
The Devil frowned and crossed his arms, glaring at the little fire in front of him. His fellow demons were trembling from the cold, and many had turned blue.
Cursing, the Devil stomped his goat foot. This was unthinkable. This was an insult. This was unbearable. How could this happen??
Although Hell was the Paradise of Evil, the Devil could not imagine it without its deadly flames.
How could Hell have frozen over, just because some damn soldier became romantic?????
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
?Thank you?? Relena suddenly became very shy. But his punishment? He needed to suffer?
Nah.
?Can I ask you how come you?ve been planning a vacation behind my back??
He wouldn?t get away with that one, if she had anything to say about it.
?I just thought that having 3 000$ worth of flowers delivered to your office at one in the morning would look slightly suspicious, especially considering that they now form a small rainforest around your desk. So I scheduled you a trip to the Bahamas with me. The whole lot of reporters in the city must now be fighting to find last minute tickets to those islands just about now.?
Relena was stumped for a split-second, letting his rant sink in. Then, she hugged him so tightly he almost had trouble breathing. Almost. Being the perfect soldier, he could probably breath in a room filled with only CO2. The plant man, Duo called him.
?Damn, why now, of all the Valentine?s days???? She asked him, her voice muffled by his stainless white shirt.
?I got some clues.? He grinned, remembering the mission paper Duo and Quatre had sent him.
?About time!? She laughed and grinned up at him.
Heero then remembered he still had a lot of thousands in his pockets, and decided that a real trip to somewhere exotic was in order. Maybe he?d get to be a real-life teddy bear soon enough for him. Mission accomplished, and the results to come would be great.
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Well, most people on ff.net liked it... How about you people?
