Human Nature Prologue
Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 5:49 pm
Ok...this is a fic I wrote...oh about 4 years ago I'd say. I believe Endless Waltz had just finished airing on the Cartoon Network. I never finished since I thought I lost the last chapter. Well, I found it!!! It's still not complete and I'm in desperate need of a beta reader, but for all those who haven't read it...I hope you like!
Uh, this plot line hadn't been so well used when it was written.
The prologue is all mush, but some good action is to follow!
Of course, GW doesn't belong to me! Err...only the bad guys and the psychopaths in this fic!
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Human Nature
Prologue - Reluctant Good-Bye's
Year: After Colony 198
Relena opened the double-sided windows, and leaned against
the frame, her shoulder-length hair whipping around her back.
She watched the cars and the people walking on the busy
streets. Her sky-blue eyes threatened to shed tears, but she
quickly shut them. Fighting to keep her voice steady, she
asked the question she'd been putting off since that morning.
"You're leaving, aren't you?"
A young man with unruly dark brown hair reluctantly looked up
from his compact computer. An instant scowl crossed his
features and he clenched his fists. He answer was cold and
calculating. "I told you I could only stay a few days."
She sighed and glanced back. He had already returned to
typing away furiously. What should she have expected, after
all? It had been over a year since she had last seen him.
He disappeared to God only knows where, not even communicating
with any of the other former Gundam pilots. A few days ago he
had mysteriously shown up at the consulate on L2 with her
brother. Heero accompanied her to Brussels, giving no
explanation of his former whereabouts or the reason for his
sudden reappearance. It was all a tremendous surprise. She'd
almost given up hope of ever seeing him again. "I know. But
I thought that, maybe, just for another day or two, you?"
He closed his eyes and shook his head, releasing a tired sigh.
"It's too dangerous." 'You are too dangerous,' He thought.
The fact that he'd let himself get this close again was
strange and unusual. Sidetracked. That's it - she was a
constant distraction - the only distraction he'd ever allowed
for more than a fleeting moment. The wars had ended - for
now. But he learned enough in the past year to know that
peace would not, could not last indefinitely without certain
factors keeping it. One of them was standing right in-front
of him.
Her shoulders sunk slightly. Relena knew he would never
change his mind no matter how much she thought she could
handle the situation at the moment. She understood his
thinking far too much to be angry.
Of course it was dangerous. Peace reigned for the time being,
but tensions were still high. It had only been two years and
the many wars and battles involving Oz, the Alliance, the
White Fang, and the Barton Foundation still strung a cord
with small groups on both the colonies, and the Earth. 'They
have only to find an excuse, and the wars will start all over
again.' She thought to herself.
She jumped at her sudden bitterness. Never had she lost her
faith in people to overcome their obstacles rationally and
peacefully. Relena sighed. 'It isn't that people don't want
peace, it's just that their pain and anger blind them to the
real solution,' She reminded herself. 'In order for people to
get along, they have to understand one another and be united
in a single cause.' Therefore, keeping communications open
between Earth and the colonies was vital. As Vice Foreign
Minister, she had to ensure that would happen no matter what
the cost. 'No matter what the cost.' She clenched her fists,
almost drawing blood. She knew all too well her price for
peace. Yet just as a soldier, she would pay the cost
wholeheartedly, doing her duty faithfully and loyally without
complaint. It was her gift to future generations.
But regret was a whole other matter. Unlike the man before
her, she couldn't disconnect her feelings. They were first
and foremost, fueling and feeding her convictions. Only this
time, one of the two things her heart wanted most, it couldn't
have. She wanted peace and his love - and wanted them both to
last forever. He was strong, never letting any obstacles
interfere with his missions. If she was to give herself fully
to promoting and keeping peace, she could have no
distractions. Already her resolve was deteriorating.
A strong hand carefully took hers. Relena slowly turned with
tear-filled eyes to face cerulean blue. His face was as
smooth and expressionless as ever, but his eyes refused to
hide the truth. It seemed that neither would ever know true
peace of heart. She knew he cared for her - at least
somewhat. But he always held back. 'Why?' She demanded with
her eyes. 'Why can't you give me your heart just this once?
Quit trying to stop yourself from feeling, from caring, from
loving. Please, God,' She prayed. 'I'll never ask another
favor again. Just this once?'
Heero dared to touch her cheek gently. Why on Earth did she
care for him so much? She gave her heart so freely to
everyone. She strove for peace because of her love for
everyone and everything. She had the strongest heart and
firmest determination. But why focus on him? He never asked
for her affection, and resented her for a long time in
bestowing it. But it had changed him nonetheless - the past
year was proof enough of that. He was almost afraid that she
would destroy the walls around his heart completely if he
stayed. That couldn't happen - not yet, maybe not ever - not
while there was still a threat to peace. His mind came up with
an endless list of reasons to walk away immediately, but found
himself unable to look away from her pleading eyes. Perhaps
just this once, he could give her what her eyes so earnestly
begged of him. Leaning down, he ever so gently touched her
lips with his own.
_____________________________________________________________
It was still dark as Heero made his way across the room. He
quietly gathered his things. After checking the computer one
last time for any updates, he closed the top and stowed it
away in a small black bag. Heero surveyed the room, making
sure that when dawn ascended, there would be no evidence that
he was ever here. His gaze froze, as he stared at the figure
still deep asleep on the bed. He reached down into the bag
and pulled out a small trinket.
He silently approached her and gently brushed away a few stray
locks of hair away from her face. A frown crossed his
hard-set features and he shook his head. 'I'm regretting this
already. Damn it, Relena. How do you do it? You're
determined to change me along with the world.' He thought to
himself. 'But I can't let you do that just yet. I believe in
your peace, Relena. I'll do whatever I can to help you.' He
said silently to himself, before carefully opening her curled
fingers away from her palm. He placed a gold, oval shaped
object in her palm, and closed her fingers around it. "Good
bye, Relena." He whispered.
_____________________________________________________________
Her eyes popped open the moment she heard the door to her room
close, but she didn't move. She heard him. 'Good bye,
Releena.' He was not coming back and that was it. End of
discussion. Her mind tried to console her, saying that it was
the right decision. Still, why did it have to hurt so much?
It was a mistake. She should have known that one night would
never be enough. She was a fool to ever think so. Releena
brought her hand to her face to wipe away the tears when she
noticed the object in her hand. Carefully, she opened the
clasp and the oval opened. Inside, was a picture of a woman
with familiar cerulean eyes. "Heero?"
_____________________________________________________________
That's all folks!
TBC.........
Uh, this plot line hadn't been so well used when it was written.
The prologue is all mush, but some good action is to follow!
Of course, GW doesn't belong to me! Err...only the bad guys and the psychopaths in this fic!
_____________________________________________________________
Human Nature
Prologue - Reluctant Good-Bye's
Year: After Colony 198
Relena opened the double-sided windows, and leaned against
the frame, her shoulder-length hair whipping around her back.
She watched the cars and the people walking on the busy
streets. Her sky-blue eyes threatened to shed tears, but she
quickly shut them. Fighting to keep her voice steady, she
asked the question she'd been putting off since that morning.
"You're leaving, aren't you?"
A young man with unruly dark brown hair reluctantly looked up
from his compact computer. An instant scowl crossed his
features and he clenched his fists. He answer was cold and
calculating. "I told you I could only stay a few days."
She sighed and glanced back. He had already returned to
typing away furiously. What should she have expected, after
all? It had been over a year since she had last seen him.
He disappeared to God only knows where, not even communicating
with any of the other former Gundam pilots. A few days ago he
had mysteriously shown up at the consulate on L2 with her
brother. Heero accompanied her to Brussels, giving no
explanation of his former whereabouts or the reason for his
sudden reappearance. It was all a tremendous surprise. She'd
almost given up hope of ever seeing him again. "I know. But
I thought that, maybe, just for another day or two, you?"
He closed his eyes and shook his head, releasing a tired sigh.
"It's too dangerous." 'You are too dangerous,' He thought.
The fact that he'd let himself get this close again was
strange and unusual. Sidetracked. That's it - she was a
constant distraction - the only distraction he'd ever allowed
for more than a fleeting moment. The wars had ended - for
now. But he learned enough in the past year to know that
peace would not, could not last indefinitely without certain
factors keeping it. One of them was standing right in-front
of him.
Her shoulders sunk slightly. Relena knew he would never
change his mind no matter how much she thought she could
handle the situation at the moment. She understood his
thinking far too much to be angry.
Of course it was dangerous. Peace reigned for the time being,
but tensions were still high. It had only been two years and
the many wars and battles involving Oz, the Alliance, the
White Fang, and the Barton Foundation still strung a cord
with small groups on both the colonies, and the Earth. 'They
have only to find an excuse, and the wars will start all over
again.' She thought to herself.
She jumped at her sudden bitterness. Never had she lost her
faith in people to overcome their obstacles rationally and
peacefully. Relena sighed. 'It isn't that people don't want
peace, it's just that their pain and anger blind them to the
real solution,' She reminded herself. 'In order for people to
get along, they have to understand one another and be united
in a single cause.' Therefore, keeping communications open
between Earth and the colonies was vital. As Vice Foreign
Minister, she had to ensure that would happen no matter what
the cost. 'No matter what the cost.' She clenched her fists,
almost drawing blood. She knew all too well her price for
peace. Yet just as a soldier, she would pay the cost
wholeheartedly, doing her duty faithfully and loyally without
complaint. It was her gift to future generations.
But regret was a whole other matter. Unlike the man before
her, she couldn't disconnect her feelings. They were first
and foremost, fueling and feeding her convictions. Only this
time, one of the two things her heart wanted most, it couldn't
have. She wanted peace and his love - and wanted them both to
last forever. He was strong, never letting any obstacles
interfere with his missions. If she was to give herself fully
to promoting and keeping peace, she could have no
distractions. Already her resolve was deteriorating.
A strong hand carefully took hers. Relena slowly turned with
tear-filled eyes to face cerulean blue. His face was as
smooth and expressionless as ever, but his eyes refused to
hide the truth. It seemed that neither would ever know true
peace of heart. She knew he cared for her - at least
somewhat. But he always held back. 'Why?' She demanded with
her eyes. 'Why can't you give me your heart just this once?
Quit trying to stop yourself from feeling, from caring, from
loving. Please, God,' She prayed. 'I'll never ask another
favor again. Just this once?'
Heero dared to touch her cheek gently. Why on Earth did she
care for him so much? She gave her heart so freely to
everyone. She strove for peace because of her love for
everyone and everything. She had the strongest heart and
firmest determination. But why focus on him? He never asked
for her affection, and resented her for a long time in
bestowing it. But it had changed him nonetheless - the past
year was proof enough of that. He was almost afraid that she
would destroy the walls around his heart completely if he
stayed. That couldn't happen - not yet, maybe not ever - not
while there was still a threat to peace. His mind came up with
an endless list of reasons to walk away immediately, but found
himself unable to look away from her pleading eyes. Perhaps
just this once, he could give her what her eyes so earnestly
begged of him. Leaning down, he ever so gently touched her
lips with his own.
_____________________________________________________________
It was still dark as Heero made his way across the room. He
quietly gathered his things. After checking the computer one
last time for any updates, he closed the top and stowed it
away in a small black bag. Heero surveyed the room, making
sure that when dawn ascended, there would be no evidence that
he was ever here. His gaze froze, as he stared at the figure
still deep asleep on the bed. He reached down into the bag
and pulled out a small trinket.
He silently approached her and gently brushed away a few stray
locks of hair away from her face. A frown crossed his
hard-set features and he shook his head. 'I'm regretting this
already. Damn it, Relena. How do you do it? You're
determined to change me along with the world.' He thought to
himself. 'But I can't let you do that just yet. I believe in
your peace, Relena. I'll do whatever I can to help you.' He
said silently to himself, before carefully opening her curled
fingers away from her palm. He placed a gold, oval shaped
object in her palm, and closed her fingers around it. "Good
bye, Relena." He whispered.
_____________________________________________________________
Her eyes popped open the moment she heard the door to her room
close, but she didn't move. She heard him. 'Good bye,
Releena.' He was not coming back and that was it. End of
discussion. Her mind tried to console her, saying that it was
the right decision. Still, why did it have to hurt so much?
It was a mistake. She should have known that one night would
never be enough. She was a fool to ever think so. Releena
brought her hand to her face to wipe away the tears when she
noticed the object in her hand. Carefully, she opened the
clasp and the oval opened. Inside, was a picture of a woman
with familiar cerulean eyes. "Heero?"
_____________________________________________________________
That's all folks!
TBC.........
