Final Mission Status 6/? by Mizaya and Zapenstap

[zapenstap]

Summary: A deranged terrorist threatening the
Americas with an environmental disaster demands Relena
Peacecraft's hand in marriage. To buy some time to
prepare and execute a strike, the Preventors tell the
terrorist that Relena is already married. The plot
thickens when a Preventor mole working for the
terrorist installs cameras in Relena's house to
validify the marriage claim. In order to convince the
terrorist that the marriage is true, Heero Yuy is
called in for a special mission: to pretend to be
Relena's husband.



Final Mission Status

Chapter 6

By Mizaya and Zapenstap



Une pursed her lips, sitting in a semi-safe place behind her desk as she watched Relena?s brother attempt to stare her down with a locked jaw and unblinking eyes.

?I hardly think you need to know any of the details,? she told him coolly. As soon as Zechs walked into her office this morning she knew it wouldn?t be a pleasant conversation. He looked like he had lost some sleep. She hadn?t slept well herself, not after staying up for most of the night to watch? She blushed at the mere memory.

?I don?t want to know details,? Zechs retorted. Une had no ability to fathom what kind of thoughts or emotions were going through his head, but he didn?t seem like he wanted to deal with them. His face was its typical cool, almost vacant, but she could see the tremble in his visibly clenched fists. He was going to give himself a headache grinding his teeth like that. ?I just want to know if it went?correctly.?

Une knew exactly what he was getting at but couldn?t quite bring himself to ask. In his own way Zechs was asking if Heero had treated Relena well, if she would be scarred by what happened, if there were indications that she was in love or hopelessly attached in a way that might hurt her tremendously. Unfortunately, it was impossible for Une to give any kind of reassurance regarding such things. As for the act itself? There was no need for hesitation there. ?This is Heero we?re talking about. He does everything correctly. I might even say he does everything well.? She tried to keep her face smooth, but a little flush managed to creep into her cheeks. A very long night.

Zechs turned his head to stare at the wall, cutting his eye contact with her briefly. After a moment to collect his thoughts, he turned his eyes back on her. Une kept herself under strict composure as he leaned forward slowly, thrusting one gloved finger down hard onto his armrest, his voice low and menacingly gravel. ?This better have convinced the man, Une." He paused, calming himself. ?I know it was necessary, but I won?t pretend that I am easy over the damage to Relena this may have caused. Heero is a good operative and good person, but as a lover to Relena? All I can say is that his heart had better be in the right place.?

Une didn?t say anything. Zechs knew that there was no alternative regardless of the condition of Heero?s heart. Unfortunately, there was no way to know how Heero felt about any of this without asking him point-blank, and she simply couldn?t do that. Heero?s humiliation, whether he loved Relena or not, was kept within respectable limits only as long as no one knew enough to judge him. It wasn?t his fault that he was forced into this, but even his closest comrades might be apt to criticize him if he gave them any reason. She regretted allowing anyone in the room while Heero and Relena consummated their supposed marriage, or even letting anyone know about it, but she had to forgive herself for the human error. It hadn?t registered that it was real until it was too late to stop others from seeing something that should have been sacred to the two people who shared it, whether their hearts were in the right place or not. Curiosity over the ambiguous romance budding between the two had gotten the best of everyone. At least no one had been around long enough to see much more than the beginning.

?Heero has done what he was ordered to do,? Une said quietly. ?The collateral we should be concerned about is in regard to the situation in North America. How are our plans progressing??

Zechs transitioned smoothly to the business at hand, though Une could see that he had not forgotten his other concerns. ?Everything is on schedule. Noin is handling tactical and Sally is prepping the strike team.?

?Good,? Une said. ?We are waiting for confirmation on our intel before we move our resources to location for the meet. We are trying to uncover as much information as we safely can about Cole?s history, character and present state. This is a time for extreme caution. As you know, Cole?s informant was reported to have been trying to convince Cole that Relena?s marriage was a set-up. He seems to be less sure of himself following the events of last night, but we would be prudent to presume that he still harbors doubts and plan according to that presumption.?

?The ruse will carry on as planned,? Zechs growled. ?But I agree that more information about Cole would be useful. I like to know my enemy before engaging him in combat. I?m sure that Cole is?.?

He was cut off by a swift knock on the door to the office, followed by the metallic turning of her doorknob with barely a pause between. Une flicked her eyes to the door, her nerves all a jitter. She hadn?t summoned anybody to her office this hour. The conversation she and Zechs were having was highly sensitive. She went over in her mind what they had been talking about: the ruse between Heero and Relena, the order that would smite the Preventor name in they eyes of the public despite its necessity, the tactical strike being organized against Cole, their lack of information regarding Cole himself?

The door opened and there was no more time for thinking. Une felt a chill run down her spine when she saw who had the audacity to walk into her private office without being summoned. This wasn?t going to help Zech?s mood at all either.

Dorothy Catalonia?s predatory smile was the same one she always had on her face, as if she knew something that others didn?t. She certainly wasn?t expected. Had she overheard anything? It was impossible to tell.

?Oh, excuse me. Am I interrupting something?? Her voice was as sweet and humble as sugar, but the gleam in her eye was anything but. Une was about to tell her that she was in fact interrupting and to wait outside, but it wasn?t possible. When Dorothy entered a room, she swept through it like a tornado, repositioning everything to center around her. She was delicate about it, though; you never noticed until it was too late. Even as Une thought about ordering her out, the blonde woman had already moved the chair in the corner and had seated herself at Zechs?s side.

?Hello, Milliardo. It?s been a long time.? Her voice was a like a symphony of tiny bells. The man didn?t even glance her way, but Dorothy did not give any indication that she had expected him to. Instead, she adjusted her long blonde locks?pleasantly wavy these days?and turned her eyes on Une.

?Please don?t worry, Lady Une. I don?t come as the bearer of bad news. I thought you might be interested in the information I have collected on William Cole?s compound. I?m sure you know better than I what to do with it.? From her large handbag, she pulled a file consisting of 20 or 30 papers and laid them squarely on the desk.

Une pursed her lips, her fingers twitching to get a look at the information Dorothy had so graciously delivered?in person. The information was expected; the method of delivery was not. It was out of necessity, not choice, that Dorothy had been covertly recruited as somewhat of a reconnaissance field agent. Her aristocratic family had ties with Cole, and the woman had a surprising number of contacts who gave her things like the blueprints for Cole?s house. From the look of the top sheet of packet on the table, somehow she got her hands on the layout of his security detail as well. Une didn?t know why Dorothy wanted to be directly involved, but if that?s what it took to get this intel, she would have to put up with the woman?s presence.

?Thank you,? Une said as she pulled the file in front of her. Dorothy smirked with satisfaction. ?I?m sure it will be of use to us.? There didn?t seem to be a reason for the girl to stay, but she wasn?t leaving. ?Are you staying in town??

?Of course.?

Une nodded. Dorothy really did want to be directly involved. But how much? And why? Une decided right then and there that this needed to be nipped in the bud before it spawned out of control. She had given Dorothy the satisfaction of allowing her physical presence in exchange for information, but it had to end there. Zechs gave a Une a cursory look, revealing that he was irritated beyond belief. Taking the hint, Une turned a steely gaze on Dorothy. ?I?m sorry to be curt, Dorothy, but is there something else you needed? I have a great many things to do this morning. I?ll be happy to update you as your assistance is needed.?

If Dorothy was offended by Une?s mildly hidden dismissal, she showed no sign of it other than a too-friendly smile. ?Oh, no, there was nothing else. I?m merely thankful to be welcomed as a part of something so tremendously important. I take it everyone is doing their part??

Une didn?t know precisely what the girl meant by that so she didn?t answer. Perhaps she was trying to include herself among ?everyone.? Or maybe it was a reference to the part Heero and Relena were playing, or to the strike team that was being assembled. It was unclear how much she knew.

Dorothy rose gracefully from her chair, brushing summer blonde hair out of her face. She smiled shrewdly. ?Well, since you?re busy, I?ll be off. Thank you again, Lady Une. Milliardo.? With a respectful nod, she slung her bag over her shoulder and exited the room, closing the door behind her.

Zechs?s face could have been carved from ice. Une met his perturbed stare levelly. ?Do you think she heard anything?? he asked. ?How much does she know??

Une ran her fingers along the spine of the file folder Dorothy had given her. ?I?m sure she?s heard the rumors. If she heard anything more just now, the damage is already done.?


[* Scene Shift *]

Relena awoke in Heero?s arms, warm and comfortable and with a feeling stirring in her heart that she had never felt before. At first she thought Heero was asleep. His eyes were closed and she found herself starring at his lashes and wondering why she had never noticed how long they were before. Then, before she could blink or think of anything else, he opened his eyes.

She couldn?t tell if he had just woken up or if he had merely decided to look at her. She thought he had been asleep, but he seemed completely awake as soon as his eyes opened and the way he was looking at her told her he had expected to find her in his arms.

They were both naked under the covers, skin touching wherever possible, and nothing had ever felt so right to Relena in her life. Bowing her head, she kissed Heero?s chest and shoulders, wrapping her arms around him and closing her eyes contentedly as his arms wrapped around her. He held her tightly, the muscles in his arms protecting her closely and safely beside him. She felt his lips kiss her hair and his hands caress her back, fingers running over her naked skin.

They were still on camera. Relena hadn?t forgotten it, but she didn?t care at the moment. She didn?t want to move. The memory of Heero making love to her was still fresh and vivid, sending little chills down her shoulders and back that his hands smoothed out as he caressed her. She had never felt so safe and protected and happy as she did now. Having Heero watch over her was one thing, but nothing could compare to how secure she felt in his arms.

?Are you okay?? His voice was soft as he lifted her chin.

She realized she had tears in her eyes and nodded, smiling. ?I?m just happy. Heero, I?? They were still on camera. She had to be careful. ?I don?t want anyone but you. Please keep me safe with you. Don?t let??

?I?ll keep you safe,? he said, and she melted into silence as his arms tightened around her again, bringing her close to his chest.


[* Scene Shift *]


Duo flipped his long braid over his shoulder, feeling it swing back and forth as he strode jauntily down a side corridor of Preventer Headquarters. It might have been nice to be in bed still, Hilde nestled against him in adorable slumber, but he wasn?t going to dwell on it. He liked mornings, and work, and his coworkers. Everyone that passed him got a smile and a wave, maybe a casual jibe if he knew them personally. Or even if he only sort of knew them personally.

?What?s up, Miller, old pal?? he asked a lean blonde walking towards him. The poor guy had just been in a car accident and his arm was pulled into a bright white sling that clashed with the dark blue of his uniform. ?How?s the arm doing? Did they decide if it was a fracture or not??

Miller smiled back, nodding his head almost deferentially. ?Morning, Duo. They said hairline, but it?s not so bad. I?ll be good as new in a few weeks.?

?Nice to hear it!?

As they passed, Duo fought off a twinge of disappointment. Try as he might to be equals with the rest of the Preventers, he always felt like they were in awe of his Gundam Pilot status, even years after the war. It made it harder to make friends. The regretful sentiment was fleeting, though, as always, replaced by his more typical, chipper attitude.

When he turned into the hallway where his office was quietly nestled, he began humming a bit. He tended to do that while listing mentally his tasks for the day. Not much besides some meetings with Sally Po and Noin, and a turn at manning the watch of Relena?s house (Wufei had gotten the early morning shift again), and some paperwork he hoped to finish up in the meantime. No matter what everyone thought, he was always on top of his duties.

His bouncing stride took him by Heero?s office, the first door on the right. It wasn?t the fact that the door was open that caused his tune to falter. (Heero almost always had his door ajar if not open completely. Some thought that he didn?t like to be closed off from the noise in the hall, or that maybe privacy was of little importance to the Japanese soldier. Duo speculated that Heero probably just liked to be as aware of what was going on outside his office. He wasn?t much of an office man at heart). But it wasn?t the fact that Heero?s door was open that made Duo stop humming and take a step backwards to get a better look. Heero was actually in his office today, though he didn?t have any office work to do, and he didn?t look good. He stood stock still, forearms and forehead flush with the wall, eyes open and staring down at nothing.

Feeling an obligation to make sure his comrade was well, Duo knocked on the doorframe, not really waiting for an acknowledgment he wouldn?t receive before stepping into the small room. ?Hey, man, you okay??

Heero didn?t respond vocally, but he shot Duo a cold blue glare from beneath his hair. Duo wondered if maybe he hadn?t noticed his approach. That was very unusual. Duo tried to puzzle out what could be bothering the other pilot so much, but he didn?t feel very talented at reading Heero?s emotions. The only thing he knew that would ever put Heero on the edge of depression was a failed mission. Except, his mission in this case was to love Relena as her husband?sort of. Did that mean that?? ?Say, buddy,? his casual laugh came out partially choked. ?You aren?t concerned about the?uh, mission or anything? are you??

Unfastening his body from its position on the wall, Heero turned around and crossed his arms, leaning his back against the cream colored surface instead. His eyes never met Duo?s, but his grimace and tone were hard and emotionless as steel. ?Don?t get involved.?

?Don?t get me wrong,? Duo reassured, ?I know this is a big deal, especially to you because it involves Relena.? That earned him a flat look. He moved on hastily. ?I mean, I?m sure it?s hard for you to let us take care of everything on the tactical end, but you?re in good hands.?

?Do you mean your hands?? It sounded slightly insulting. Maybe. It was hard to tell.

Duo scratched the back of his head and laughed half-heartedly. ?Yeah, well...? He searched for some way to recover. ?I?m not trying to insult you or anything, Heero. I know that what you?re doing must be difficult. I?m telling you that I think we?re in the clear with Cole now.? He grinned. ?And from what I saw last night, you?re doing a good job with Relena too.?

He had no reaction time. As soon as the words left his mouth, his breath was cut off under Heero?s palm flattening his throat to the wall. Gasping proved as futile as trying to pry Heero?s hand free before it crushed his wind pipe. It took him a few agonizing moments of fright to realize he wasn?t going to die.

Painfully slow and deliberate, Heero moved his face closer to Duo?s. There was finally emotion in those midnight eyes. Heero?s unrestrained anger was terrifying. ?What did you see??

?We were just curious!? Duo pleaded. Heero?s eyes glinted like moonlight off steal, holding Duo pinned to the wall as surely as his hand held his throat, waiting for an answer. ?You slept with her,? Duo squeezed out. ?We were interested, but we didn?t see much. I?m actually sorry we saw anything.? He almost squeaked when Heero?s hand closed a little tighter. ?Really!?

He released Duo?s throat and stood still with his eyes staring at nothing and fists clenched. ?Sorry.? He didn?t sound like he meant it.

Duo panted and rubbed at the bruised area around his throat. He was thrown completely by the apology as much as anything else. ?Me too,? he choked out. ?Geez. I didn?t mean it like it sounded. Really. Everybody?s just concerned.?

Heero didn?t look at him. ?If you mention anything about it to anybody again, I will kill you.?

?Yeah. Sure,? Duo gulped. ?Not a soul. But Heero??

The glare shot his way was enough to motivate Duo into exiting Heero?s office in one swift move. Sometimes being quick and stealthy came in handy. Heero?s office door shut behind him. Once clear, Duo leaned for a moment against the wall to catch his breath and then walked the last few yards to his own office.

Dejected and confused, he sunk down into his plush black chair and stared blankly at some folders on his desk. Sometimes when he was alone he let the cheeriness fall from his face and allowed himself to think over things more somberly. It wasn?t that the jovial humor was an act; it was just that he didn?t like anyone else to see his worrying, serious side in fear that they would start worrying too. He worried now about Heero. For years he had worked with Heero, in the vile throes of war and the stress of keeping the peace, and never had he seen the man lose his temper and react like that. Normally, when Duo made some crack the perfect soldier didn?t appreciate, he would just ignore him. And if he did mean to choke him, he wouldn?t apologize for it afterward. Heero was always cold and distant on a mission, on the outside at least. He followed his emotions in his decision-making, but he kept emotions out of his responses. When he was angry, he channeled it into what he was doing and just seemed to up the intensity (if that were possible). Duo pondered more than once if the man was really human, but he supposed that the severe anger and loss of control he had just demonstrated was proof enough.

The only conclusion that Duo could come to was that Heero was emotionally involved in this mission, but he couldn?t come any nearer to dissecting precisely how.


[* Scene Shift *]


The day seemed relaxed for Relena. The way her scheduling had worked out, she had abundant meetings at the end of the week, but none today, which was odd, but not unpleasant. She hardly minded the lull. In fact, she embraced it. After last night, and that morning as well, she could hardly keep her head straight. Heero Yuy was clouding her thoughts. He was just?wonderful.

Even in her most stressed times she had been able to focus on her work and get it done, like a nail driven clean through hardened oak with one practiced and stalwart hammer stroke. This was not that sort of situation, however. Apparently childlike giddiness had the opposite effect of pressure. More than one smile graced her lips as she replayed choice details from the night before. At one point she caught herself caressing her neck in an attempt to recreate the feeling of Heero?s hands. It was utterly ridiculous, yet she didn?t seem to care.

By the time lunch rolled around she had managed to get through one document. The current state of fruit farming on L2 completely failed at grabbing her interest and she had to fight to read one sentence at a time. She took mental breaks to daydream about what might happen when she got home tonight. Surely she and Heero would do it again. She wanted to. Somehow she just knew that it would be better each time, and that was a glorious revelation. Perhaps it was wrong of her to feel no compassion for the poor harvest of peaches on Duo?s home colony. She knew deep down it was. But that elated part of her would not go away and it was difficult to focus on anything on the ground when she was floating on cloud nine.

Feeling that is was a lost cause, the Vice Foreign Minister decided to take a break from her work. It all appeared as a big jumbled mess of letters and figures that refused to coalesce into anything resembling sensible until she read it four or five times over. It would be more productive to go for a walk to get some coffee.

Leaving her suit jacket?a pretty pale green cut in a flattering fitted style and accented with silver buttons?on the back of her chair, she swept her hair behind her ears and entered the outer room of her office. Julie looked up from her central desk and smiled at her employer. ?Is there anything I can get you, Miss Darlian??

?No, Julie, I just wanted to stretch my legs a bit. I?ll be back in a few minutes if anyone calls.? She hadn?t received any calls yet that day, either, another rarity. Her secretary nodded and Relena stepped happily out into the barren hallway.

A light stroll took her down the longest corridor and around a right turn that opened out into sort of an open common space. The space was really just a wider section of the hall where a few chairs and end tables made for a break area. There was a large cylindrical coffee pot on a countertop, hissing as it percolated. Relena stopped and filled a small ceramic cup with the steaming liquid before continuing down the hallway. Heero liked his coffee black, but she put a bit of cream and sugar in hers today. She sighed at the thought. Heero only filled her thoughts more vividly now that she was away from her desk and not tied down to any task except keeping her legs under her. They did feel decidedly weak and feathery since the night before.

It was a bit of a shock when someone grabbed her arm. Careful not to slosh the coffee onto her hand, Relena turned her neck to stare at the blonde moving to walk beside her. ?Dorothy!? Where had she come from? Last she heard, Dorothy was in Vienna and was planning an extended trip to the Americas.

Dorothy smiled in that saucy way and put her weight on one foot. ?I?m sorry for not letting you know I was coming for a visit, Miss Relena. Is this a bad time? You don?t seem to be too busy. It?s fortunate that your schedule is so open today. I?ve been wanting a chat with you.?

The onslaught, followed by an inclination that was half command might have seemed rude to someone else, but Relena knew that it was just Dorothy?s way. Relena admired the woman in some ways?she was very intelligent and determined in getting what she wanted?but the reasons for admiration were the same as those that put her on edge. ?Certainly,? she replied, allowing herself to be hustled back to her office by the slender hand on her elbow. ?I had a break from my work so I figured I?d stretch my legs for some coffee. How have you been, Dorothy?? She was doing a terrible job at hiding her bewilderment.

?I?ve been fine,? Dorothy answered smoothly. ?I just got back from a tour of some of my business interests in the Americas.? She smiled almost smugly and went on. ?While I was there, I heard some rather?personal news about you that interested me. Just how is Heero Yuy??

Relena stopped. Her intuition immediately made the connection that Dorothy knew about her supposed marriage to Heero. She also likely knew about the situation with Cole, especially if she had been in the Americas. Did she know her marriage was a set-up, though? Even if she didn?t she might have guessed.

?He?s well,? Relena said guardedly.

?That?s good to hear. May I see your ring, Miss Relena??

Relena held up her left hand and stared blankly in somewhat of a daze as Dorothy scrutinized the ring on her finger. Relena knew that Dorothy was acutely aware of her attraction to Heero. The woman had picked up from it on day one and it was no surprise
that she would want to know if anything came of it. But how much did she know?

?He?s an attractive man,? Dorothy smirked. ?You must be pleased with the choice.?

?What do you mean?? Relena said. The choice. She had to know about the mission, phrasing things like that. It set Relena?s skin crawling.

Dorothy frowned at her. ?Still left in the dark, I see. You?re far too trusting, Miss Relena. You need to have a better intelligence. It?s necessary these days to have someone to tell you what you need to know without everybody else knowing you know it. After all, if you?re the only one who doesn?t know, how you supposed to know what others know about you??

Before Relena could puzzle that out enough to respond?both what was said and what was meant by it?Dorothy hit her with it like a ton of bricks right between the eyes.

?For example, last night. How did it go??

?Last night?? she asked softly. Nothing had happened last night, nothing except that Heero had made love to her. She felt a chill in her hands start to creep up her arms. How would Dorothy know? If she knew, who else must know?

?I didn?t see it myself, but I can?t help being interested.?

It clicked in Relena?s head. It was all on tape. She was being watched, not just by Cole?s agent, but by everybody. Of course. Obviously. And they would talk. Everybody was curious about her and Heero and had been for years. She was so shocked she didn?t have the mental capacity left to be embarrassed. It was too late for embarrassment anyway. Had Heero told anybody?

?I can?t help but wonder with that pilot,? Dorothy continued in an insinuating?terribly shaming?murmur. ?How intense was it??

It was intense. She remembered with a shiver and flush that told too much in and of itself. She wanted to go to her office and hide and hope that the damage was at least contained. How many people knew about it? It made her feel terrible. Just knowing that they knew turned something beautiful, something that she wanted to spend all her spare time thinking about, into something that she felt she needed to cover up and hide. Relena?s mouth opened to answer Dorothy in some recovering way, but nothing would come to her lips. What could she possibly say about it?

She thought nothing could be worse than knowing that others had seen, or even knew, that her ?platonic? situation with Heero had become intimate. She was hurt, and angry, and feeling horribly betrayed. Then came the question that made her stop breathing.

Dorothy?s glanced at her from the corner of her eye, her lips curving into a smile, wavy blonde hair around a creamy white face a poor mask of innocence. ?If it wasn?t an order, do you think you still would have done it??

Order.

It had just happened. Living in a house with Heero, preparing meals for one another, making coffee, reading together, sleeping in the same bed? One thing had led to another until the suppressed passion between them had taken over. And then they had made love. Order. No. Heero had not been ordered to do any of it.

Had he?

More importantly, would he, if he had?

The blood drained from her face. Without thinking, she pushed her way free of Dorothy. ?Excuse me,? she said. Her voice sounded so composed, it sounded stale. Dorothy didn?t move out of her way.

?Are you all right, Miss Relena?? The concern that dripped from Dorothy?s voice was questionable. ?You really didn?t know?? She paused, and seemed almost satisfied with herself. ?I didn?t think so.?

Relena wanted to slap her and tell her she was a bitch and demand respect for what little privacy she had left, but she couldn?t find her way in the haze. Dorothy grabbed her as she went passed, taking her arm by the elbow and swinging her around as if they were sharing confidences like close friends from girlhood. Relena hardly noticed. Her mind was spinning. ?I?ll tell you what I think,? the other woman whispered. Her tone was like silk over steel. Her eyes darted to the corners of the room as she talked. Relena was fascinated by their movements. They kept her heart from breaking right where she stood. ?Or rather, I?d tell you what I?d do.?

?I don?t need your help, Dorothy.?

?Maybe not, but it can?t hurt to listen. I?m trying to tell you, I?m on your side in this, Miss Relena. I want to be your confidante. I?d like to help you. Tell me this: Do you love, Mr. Yuy??

She didn?t answer, but she supposed it was obvious from the pained expression on her face.

?You have him to yourself for the rest of the week, don?t you?? Her smirk wasn?t hidden at all.

Relena really didn?t need Dorothy?s advice. She realized before the other woman spoke what she was going to do. Why get mad when she could get even?



TBC?. Hopefully a little quicker.


Zapenstap: It has been so long.
Mizaya: We?re very sorry
Zapenstap: Life is complicated, but we?re working on it.
Mizaya: We probably need to work a little faster -_-
Zapenstap: Yeah. Probably. It is getting longer, though
Mizaya: And somehow Dorothy made it into the story
Zapenstap: Still want to blow her up? ^_^
Mizaya: *considerate pause*
Zapenstap: I kinda like her ^_^
Mizaya: *deathglare*
Zapenstap: O_O
Mizaya: What do the readers think? ^_^
Zapenstap: Please review! We love it!
Mizaya: Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase? I know I do!

[AnShino]

aw it's fine with the longness of the waits...well...okay, maybe not completely fine (remembers her own still unfinished fics)...but i understand ^_^. it's worth the wait anyway ^_^

[bluefire]

Wow! Because this is so good, I can't help myself reading it again and again. The only problem is I want to know more. After this, I really hate Dorothy. How could she? She was so mean. She spoiled all the happiness Relena was feeling. I feel so sorry for heero and relena. I hope you two are planning on a happy ending. Anyhow, I am very eager to know what will happen when relena gets back to her house. If possible, please post the next chapter very very soon.

[whilethecatsaway]

Loved it, loved it, loved it! I'm so glad you guys posted the next chapter. I've been checking back every day waiting for it. This fic is so much fun since its different from everything else I've read. Poor Heero. He's all mixed up in the head, but I just love it when he snaps and attacks people *evil grin* I'd like to see what'd he'd do to Dorothy after that *more evil grinning* Please post the next chapter soon!

[Morrighan]

Oh my.... This is NOT good.... I want to throttle Dorothy now. :evil:

For all intents and purposes, though, I honestly think that there's definitely more going on in Heero's mind than he's letting on. The little scene with Duo was more than proof of that. Does this imply that he <i>does</i> have some amount of feeling for her??? His reaction totally freaked me out.... It's as extreme as his personality allows him to be and you can't help but feel sorry for him.

I can't wait to see more, you two!!

[heeroyuy135]

About time Zap...and it was worth the wait. This is very well done, and I hope you have success with this story. How in the hell did Dorothy end up in this story? I hope that Heero and Relena both love each other...

Well I'm out and I await Ch.7 - whenever that comes :-?

~Matthew-kun~

[APerfectSoldier87]

you put the next chapter out or you burn, because this story is freaking awesome.

I'm sorry, its hard for me to keep composed and calm, when reading such a well written fic.

[zapenstap]

O_O

Wow, guys. I didn't mean to make Dorothy seem so terrible. I mean, yeah, she's blunt and insensitive, but I thought we had her pretty IC with a sort of honest-manipulativeness (is that even possible?). Her ulterior motives aside (those are a secret ) all she does is tell Relena the truth! Truth hurts. mwa haha! *feels evil*

[WindCloud]

WOAH..this story FINALLY got updated..ahah Where were you guys?? Anyways great chapter I can't wait for the next one.. I wanna know how heero feels and what he is thinking...LET US IN...!!! HAHA...=D..Can't wait for Chapter 7...HURRY UP!!!!

to both of you...

[sweet_me_beajai]

well, great chapter!!!

i like dorothy in this story, the way she saved relena from hoping something from heero after sleeping with him. it opens relena's eyes so she wont have to expect anything, therefore saving her from hurting.

i can't wait for the next chapter. though i kinda like to read what heero's point of view and know what he really is feeling. i kinda like heero when he's confuse because of his emotions and stuff....it makes him look really cute!

update soon