Ice Hot 9/11 (Uncut, LEMON)

[Gundam Girl]

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing.

Note: This is A LEMON, meaning there is a SEX SCENE! Do not read it if you don?t was the be exposed to such content.

~ Ice Hot ~ Chapter Nine

?Game Tension?

By Gundam Girl

The plane ride to Brussels was bewilderingly tense, considering they had just stepped onto an intimate relationship. They had showered in minutes. Rather embarrassingly, Relena had gone to Wufei on night duty to ask him for a change of his clothes that he kept at the palace for his watch. Because of the camera he?d kept on her, there was no reason to explain why she needed the clothes, but that didn?t make it any easier asking for them.

Heero held her hand as the place touched down on Belgian soil. Her fingers were cold and tight around him, and the pulse in her wrist had been slowing and quickening for the whole trip.

Peter Martinez was waiting for them in the airport, and he quickly ushered the two of them into a private cab. Because of Wufei?s borrowed Preventer uniform, he most likely believed that Yuy was her acting bodyguard, called to service unexpectedly. Most politicians assumed that the Gundam pilots? lives were dedicated to Relena. Stories had been spun saying that the pilots weren?t accused of murder and charged for war crimes because of Relena?s intervention. Nothing of the sort had risen, of course, but nothing could be done about public imagination.

?Relena,? was the first thing Peter said in the cab, completely ignoring Heero?s presence. ?I will do as you ask and not question your business. But you have to understand; lives were put in danger because there was a pretense of you being in Brussels today. The local citizens are scared senseless; the impression on the representatives here either isn?t a good one.? The middle-aged man gave her a firm expression. ?Do you understand??

?It?s fortunate,? Heero cut in before Relena had a chance to make a sound, ?that President Darlian was not here. Obviously, Minister, there is a mole in the government, and that mole has every intention of leaking the president?s whereabouts to her would-be assassins.?

?Obviously,? Peter agreed. ?But, Relena, as much as most of the people here would gladly die for you??

?I never would have it that they do so,? Relena told her sharply. Heero nearly flinched; she?d gone right back to her state of disregard for emotion.

She?d gone right back to being like his former self.

?Minister, focus on the highest priority for the moment,? Heero said to Martinez. ?The most we can do for now if try to track down the mole in inside circles and destroy it.?

Relena went rigid, and thankfully Peter didn?t notice. Listening to Heero so effortlessly speak of execution as though he were chatting amiably about the last football season caused her to feel very unsettled. And Relena despised feeling unsettled.

Peter stared at Heero for a minute, as though he could hardly comprehend what Yuy was saying, but then he nodded. ?Of course, you?re right. Relena, how do you wish to go about this situation? I can get Lady Une on the phone right now if you want. Also, it may be necessary for you to make a public statement.?

Relena pursed her lips together, making herself look as thought she was deep in thought. In reality, she was just stalling. She knew what had to be done. Her personal emotions were muddled at the moment, but her duty to the ESUN was clear.

She took a deep breath through her nose, then met Peter square in the eyes. His were green and narrowed at the moment, consternation clear on his face. He would carry out whatever order she gave him.

?Call Lady Une later today,? she instructed. ?As for the statement? Give me until tomorrow. Hopefully by then, Peter, some progress will have been made.?

?Expect my best.?

It was all Peter could say, and he saw them to the hotel he had already booked a two-room suite in for them.

Relena might have smiled if the current thoughts running through her head weren?t so grave. Peter didn?t know that they would only be using one of the bedrooms. As it was, she only seriously acknowledged one thing.

Neither her and Heero said anything until they were in their suite and the door had been shut and bolted. She spoke first.

?Why, Heero??

Heero, whose expression had looked at though he were solving some intricately challenging puzzle since they had met with Peter, paused in the task of taking off his ? Wufei?s ? Preventer jacket. But then he finished shrugging out of it, slinging the material across the back of an armchair in the sitting room.

?Who ever really knows?? he replied finally. Turning to her, he opened his arms.

It was something she had envisioned briefly at sixteen. It surprised her that he was actually welcoming her into his embrace, but all she could do was step into it. His arms, warm, strong, and taut with hardly leashed tension wrapped around her. Relena set her head against his chest for a moment, but then looked up to meet his gaze. His eyes were grim. There?d been moments in the past six years when she?d wished so desperately that they were still watching her; now they were. But the emotions in them were not what she had hoped to see before. Resent, even hatred, burned in his Prussian blue irises.

?Heero,? she murmured. ?Please don?t look like that.?

He blinked, as though trying to determine what physical task was necessary to fulfill her request. She lifted a hand to cup his cheek and surged up to her toes so she could catch his lips with hers. She hadn?t felt so lost since Duke Dermail had given her the option of becoming Romefeller?s Chief Representative. She was familiar with the loneliness and the sense of hopelessness. The difference was that this time Heero wasn?t out fighting a Gundam battle with her brother. He was right here with her.

Heero?s hands came to her shoulders, gently pressing her to him. It was when she slipped her hands under his shirt that he pulled back.

?Are you really wanting to do this?? he asked sincerely, stilling her hands. One thing he?d learned from the past six years was consideration of others? feelings. He would do his best with Relena?s.

Her response was to kiss his collarbone, and the simple action sent fire coursing through his blood. How strange that what he had done to her earlier today was coming right back to him. She pushed his shirt over his head. Give, and you shall receive ? apparently.

He abandoned the wry humor when he felt something wet fall onto his stomach. When his gaze refocused, he saw the tears slipping down her cheeks. ?Relena,? he said.

Relena quickly dashed the tears away. ?It?s nothing, just? I wasn?t ready for this again.?

His ran his fingers through her hair. ?It?ll be over soon.?

She was already shedding her own clothes. ?Let?s not talk about it.? She went for his belt like earlier, undoing it and loosening his fly.

Heero respected her desire to think of other things, and there was certainly nothing like mind-numbing sex to keep her occupied. Gripping her upper arms, he made to steer her to the first bedroom they could find.

Relena seemed to think that would take too long. A glance about the room for a couch would be a waste of time as well, so with a slightly push to his shoulders, they both lowered to the floor.


A feeling of pure ruggedness swept through her as both pairs of pants were pulled off and underwear was tossed aside; in his hurry to undress her, he snapped the clasp on her bra.

Then he was atop her, ravaging her mouth, lapping at her neck. Relena?s nails dug into his skin, into his back, his rear. Her foot smoothed his leg. She moaned as he rolled them both over, but used the change of position to her advantage. Slithering down the length of his tanned body, touching as she went, she touched her tongue to his arousal before taking it into her mouth.

Was that his sigh or hers? Whichever, it was definitely his fingers in her hair. She stroked him with her mouth, savoring him. Her palm laying flat on his lower abdomen, she felt a slight rumble as he groaned.

?Relena?? Heero gasped when she chose that moment to withdraw from him. Throbbing, he reached for her, pulling her close to his chest before rolling them like before. Damn it, if she wasn?t beautiful that way, writhing beneath him ? ready, waiting. He went for her shoulder, biting and suckling. She tasted sweet, and just the smallest bit tart.

Feeling the carpet under her and Heero over her, Relena tugged his head down to kiss him deeply. Tongues danced around each other and when she could no longer realize what either of them was doing, Relena felt him enter her.

Her heart beat like an African jungle drum as he thrust in and out, swift and hard. She moaned, raising her hips to meet with him as he plunged into her again and again. She threw back her head, and his lips closed over her throat, nipping at the soft flesh and his fingers stroked over her hips.

She screamed as she came, feeling him stiffen a moment later. An animalistic growl ripped from his throat. They collapsed together, sweating and panting as they lied still joined on the hotel rug.

When Heero pulled out of her and moved to her side, he kissed her damp forehead. ?Will you let me tell you something??

Relena tensed. Something. That was unspecific, to say the least. Something could be anything. Anything at all. And from Heero, she didn?t want just anything.

From Heero?she didn?t know what she wanted.

?Heero,? she said softly, turning her eyes to his. ?I don?t??

His lips skimmed over her cheek to her neck. Her body?s instant reaction was to lift her chin to give him better access to her neck. Flicking out his tongue, he sampled the salt pooled between her collarbones. ?Don?t what?? he asked.

Don?t? Relena had to wonder what ?don?t? could mean. Certainly not ?don?t do that? because Lord, the sensations filtering through her could have gone on forever and she?d have been happy.

The light clicked back on in her head and she pushed on his shoulders, forcing both of them to sit up. ?Heero,? she began, more firmly this time. ?I don?t think it?s a good idea for either of us to?to start taking risks.?

The eyebrow that rose on his face was a perfect arch. ?Risks?? he asked, a slight ring of amusement to his voice. ?This morning, when I headed to Earth with you. Are you saying that was no risk??

Relena let out a breath. ?That isn?t what I??

?And then after that,? he barreled on, lips tight, ?when we ? discussed six years ago. Wasn?t that a risk, too??

?Well, obviously, and??

?Of course they are,? Heero cut through, ?but those risks aren?t anything compared to the risk after that discussion. It wasn?t the first time, Relena, but it was the first time it was good. But I?m pretty sure?? He closed his hand and brushed his knuckles against the inside of her thigh. ?In fact, it definitely wasn?t the last. And what we did here, just now.? Cupping her cheek, he pressed his lips determinedly to hers. ?That won?t be the last, either.?

?Heero,? she gasped, left breathless from the kiss. ?Listen to me. Whatever you want to say, you shouldn?t.?

His eyes sparked a bit, not with irritation, but with amusement. ?Is saying it not good enough. What don?t I head over to the Brussels TV station and shout it over the network??

?Heero,? Relena hissed, urgent now. ?Heero, can you understand at all that it isn?t the right time yet??

Not the right time. Okay. They had just performed the most expressional, intimate act two people could, and it wasn?t the right time to tell her he loved her? Or?it wasn?t the right time for her to hear it?

They were both quiet for a minute, still on the floor. Both completely nude, the cool temperature in the suite was beginning to seep in. Heero?s voice lowered.

?When will the right time be, Relena?? His hand was resting on her knee now. His other hand held hers, and her fingers were cold.

When she didn?t say anything for over two minutes, Heero stood up, dragging her to her feet. ?Let?s go to bed,? he suggested. ?To sleep. It?s already been a long day, and in a few hours, it?s going to be even longer.?

The sun was already bright in one p.m. Belgium. They drew the drapes and crawled into the queen bed in one of the bedrooms. Heero stayed awake, his back to her. He could hear her even breathing and knew she?d gone to sleep.

What he didn?t know what that the tears she?d been holding in had fallen from her eyes onto her pillow.

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They were at the Brussels Council building six hours later. Rested, Relena was composed as she faced the old men, one middle-aged woman, Lady Une, and Peter Martinez of the ESUN Earth Council. Peter was fine. The others bothered her. It was often difficult to breathe the same air as them. Ever since she had been elected over Peter six years ago, she?d felt as though she were being tested. All of the people she sat with at the long, rectangle table had been in politics longer than her, although some of them had just recently been moved up into the Council. A handful of them believed that she was too young to be President. Every man on the left side of the table didn?t believe women should be in politics period, let alone a twenty-six year-old one.

But Relena had dealt with the constant pressure for a long time. She would deal with it today.

Still, she wished Quatre was here. Even if they had lost main contact, he?d always quietly supported her through these nerve-racking meetings. But since the disaster threatened only the Earth, the Colonies had not been included in the current ordeal.

?Madam President.? Lindsay Monroe, the only other woman on the Council and Manager of Earth Exports and Imports, held up her pen to attract Relena?s attention. ?I must be honest with you. I am concerned about sending resources to MO-IV. We cannot afford a risk of losing a whole shipment. If the carrier was to be destroyed in travel, we would not be able to launch another one for several weeks. The Colonies food and water supplies would drop horribly.?

?That,? Relena told her slickly, ?is something that must be improved quickly. There are more reasons for a resource launch to fail than terrorists. We?ll look into emergency resource shipment techniques. Secretary Markinson, please make note of that.?

Markinson, two chairs down on her left, was one of the people who scarcely approved of Darlian?s presidency. Though there had been times when he?d been forced to admit that Relena did her job well, he admitted it grudgingly.

He?d voted for Peter six years earlier.

Heero paid close attention as the meeting dragged on. The Council members spoke of investigation, and Lady Une, who had been called to this meeting to represent Preventer in person, reminded them of their present limits.

?Right now, it is fortunate that certain?? Une met Heero?s eyes briefly, knowing full well why he was in one of her men?s uniforms. ?Deceit led the attackers to believe Madam President was elsewhere than her home. Preventer is, of course, looking into the matter. I am personally leading the investigation. But remember, ladies and gentlemen, our authority is restricted.?

Relena thought hard. The action she wanted to take would be met with opposition, resentment, but not denial.

She decided the risk was worth it. ?Gentleman and lady,? she said, nodding to Lindsay. ?I propose? No.? She could have cursed for her unprofessional falter. ?Lady Une, I fully grant you permission to do whatever is necessary to locate these terrorists.?

Henry Le?Forge, Vice Foreign Minister, shot from his chair. He had taken her position six years ago, and Relena had never particularly liked him. He?d been trying since he?d taken office to tarnish her name, and her adopted father?s, by ?overpowering? their history as VFM. ?I object, Madam President! We cannot fully rely on Preventer! I was born in the Colonies, Madam, and I tell you ? they will disapprove. Preventer is an Earth-focused organization.?

?There have been Preventers stationed in the Colonies since A.C. 196,? Relena pointed out, miffed by the ludicrous explanation.

?True as that is,? Le?Forge granted, ?they could want war. And Preventer has no experience in outward terrorist attacks. ?

The room fell silent. Relena?s fist closed on the table?s surface and she struggled, only for a moment, to remain calm. ?And why, Mr. Le?Forge, is that?? Her voice was dangerous and low. ?It is because ever since 195, we have been working to keep any terrorist attacks from happening.?

?Relena,? Peter began.

?I did not,? she told the Council members, giving each person at the table a stable, level stare, ?surrender my childhood to a war only to watch the peace we gained after it be torn apart by a group of would-be revolutionists.? She lifted her chin in defiance to all who would oppose her. ?And so I will not allow this mangled act of violence to continue. Lady Une, you have freedom at your hands.? She stood up, and Heero stood at her side. His eyes flashed the same ways her did.

?Thank you, all, for attending this?? Her eyes blazed at Le?Forge. ?Conference. Meeting adjourned.?

She was the first one out of the meeting room, and Relena headed swiftly for the elevator. Heero was at her heels.

?I shouldn?t have done that. Goddamn,? she swore as soon as the elevator doors slid to a shut. Alone with Heero, she pounded a fist on the handrail. ?I fucking made an excuse for myself. Like anyone in there gives a damn about my ?torn? childhood.? Her hand instantly flew to her mouth, and she met Heero?s eyes. ?God, I? Heero, I?m sorry. I didn?t really? It wasn?t so??

?Yours was as hard as anyone else?s past,? Heero told her, gripping her shoulder to offer support. ?You lost your father, Relena. I didn?t have one to lose.?

Succumbing to a moment of weakness, Relena began to blubber. ?But you? What J did to you, Heero, it was??

?Years I can?t get back.? Heero smiled a little. ?But J can keep those years in his grave for all I care. I?m actually glad for what he turned me into.?

The doors opened on the ground floor, and Relena let him take her hand to lead her into the sunshine. ?Heero??

?Relena. Honestly, I?m okay with this.? They stopped in the middle of the parking lot. ?The way I see it?? Dipping his head, he pressed his lips to hers in a quick yet mind-numbing kiss that left her breathless in two seconds. ?If I hadn?t been sent to Earth to fight in Wing, I wouldn?t have fought Zechs.?

An airy laugh bubbled from inside her. ?Zechs??

He pulled her along toward the car they?d rented. ?Exactly. And if I hadn?t have met Zechs, I?d never have gotten knocked unconscious and into the sea.?

?Now that I think about it, I?d never want to leave behind that memory behind either.?

?And if I hadn?t gotten knocked to sea and onto the shore, this cute girl wouldn?t have found me on the beach, and I wouldn?t be here with her right now.? When he opened the door for her, he trapped her between it and himself. He gently nipped her bottom nip. She gasped in response, and he took her hips, brushing his fingers along the waist of her suit pants. ?Doubtfully.?

He?d have to take her in the back seat of the car if he kept touching her like that, Relena decided. Since they were in the Council building?s parking lot, she decided that was a bad idea. With a half-formed smile, she pushed his hands away.

She was a little surprised that he was still so warm toward her after this morning. She had, for the most part, simply brushed him off. Heero was acting as though it had never happened.

With some dread, she wondered if maybe he wished it never had.

It wasn?t that she didn?t want Heero to love her. Dear God, she?d daydreamed about him saying the words to her when she was sixteen. But for him to actually want to say them?it was difficult to take in.

He had left once. And though he was back now, it was always hard to get over that point. Because Heero?s legs still worked, and at any minute, he was could easily walk out again.

No, she trusted him, had always trusted him, even in the throes of hate for him. And she had hated him, fiercely.

But now? Relena was more than a little afraid that the hate had done an abrupt about-face.

She squashed the thought by kissing him.

?Hotel,? she said. ?I need to put a call in to Jestina, so she can keep notes for when I get back.?

Heero had just been thinking himself that a back seat wouldn?t have been that difficult to make love to her in. With a sigh, he obligingly gave her room to get in the car, joining her seconds later.

?Can I at least take you out to dinner in a few hours?? he asked, smiling as he pulled out of the parking space.

?Dinner?? Her voice was coated with amusement. ?I?d love it. But I have nothing to wear, and neither do you.?

?That?s just fine. We?ll order room service, and we?ll go naked.? He turned his head to grin at her. ?How does that suit you??

She was about to tell exactly how that suited her. She would have told him that she?d love every minute of dinner, of the wine he was sure to buy her, of course. And then she would have told him exactly what she would have loved to do after dinner.

Relena would have?if the fire and darkness hadn?t devoured both of them.

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Review please!

[HeerosChick1842]

Wha happened? Don't kill Heero... I like, but please please please continue.

[morgansgirl23]

Oh my gosh a car bomb! Something told me they would be attacked while in Belgium. I love how you updated so quickly from your last chapter, and I'm sure you'll find that most people will once again skip over the edited version of chapter 9 for this nice lemony segment. You're doing a great job, keep it going!!

[Mandaba]

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! please let them survive with minimal injuries. they are soooooo in love! eeeee! kill the bastar...err *meanies* who did it! dont kill the two lovers please keep up the good work lady!

[Gundam Girl]

Ah, the panick I have created. How fun it is. ^__^; Thanks from reading, guys! Did you know there's only one chapter and an epilogue left? Hurrah!

[Ainohikari]

Kill the terrorrists! Kill them!*gets out her sword gallery and tries to pick which one to use on the terrorrists* Such a difficult choice.... And if they die, which i sincerly doubt do to the amount of story left, I shall write my own version! Just like i tried to do w/ my friends on HP... Siruis, please come back.... *gets out a plate full of fanfiction* More please?

[Raspberry]

Noooo!



You COULDN'T! You COULDN'T DO THAT!!!

I'm sitting on the end of my chair - I need to know what's next!

You can't just kill them!

Or make them suffer!

They JUST found happiness!

Please, PLEASE write next chapter soon!

Great work with THIS chapter!


Oh, and the lemon part... Well, it was quicky

[Beer-monster]

WAAAAAAAAH!

You and your stories are so cruel to poor Beery

[takisha16]

“Can I at least take you out to dinner in a few hours?” he asked, smiling as he pulled out of the parking space.

“Dinner?” Her voice was coated with amusement. “I’d love it. But I have nothing to wear, and neither do you.”

“That’s just fine. We’ll order room service, and we’ll go naked.” He turned his head to grin at her. “How does that suit you?”

She was about to tell exactly how that suited her. She would have told him that she’d love every minute of dinner, of the wine he was sure to buy her, of course. And then she would have told him exactly what she would have loved to do after dinner.

OH YEAH!!
I would have also thought up how that would suit all of us if we were in Relena's position. I mean..it was a great idea, very creative...'sure let's go naked'..I mean.. AND order room service! jajaaj I can just imagine how great dinner would be!
Even though I would have loved to see Relena let Heero confess his love for her...she also has a point. After having the guy you love run away so many times from you, I guess I would be second guessing it too!

Great fanfic! Hope to see ya soon!

[AnShino]

OMG...FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD--oh wait...scratch that...i dnt love all that is good-- *ahem*--FOR THE LOVE OF HEERO AND RELENA LET THEM SURVIVE...

*chuckles* anyway, great chapter =3