Holy crap! it's an update! sorry! here's a nice long chapter for you lovely folks! i worked especially hard on this, and i really hope you enjoy it. i don't know why, but i like to be mean to Relena. i'm a very avid 1xR fan, but i like to see her jaded and cranky.
once again, Gundam Wing doesn't belong to me. wish it did though, then i could have a Heero of my very own...:-}
?Good morning, Madam President. Special Agent Heero Yuy, reporting for duty.? He snapped me a crisp salute. Heero Yuy, the man I had just been thinking very naughty thoughts about, was standing in front of me in the tailored uniform of a higly ranking Preventer officer. I was lost for words, and my mouth opened and closed like a fish.
?Nice to see you Preventer Yuy, you?re early by about 11 hours,? I reverted to formality to cover my acute discomfort, another bad habit of mine. God, he?s so sexy...I didn?t think he could get any more attractive. He?s so sexy is makes my teeth hurt. I could feel the heat rising in my face; and he had the nerve to smirk! It was almost like he knew what i had been thinking. Ever since I first met him, those intense blue eyes looked through me to my most secret bits.
?Let?s just say I had an opening in my schedule, besides, I have reports to give you,? With that, Heero placed four thick manilla folders on the corner of my desk. ?I?d like for you to look these over and let me know how you would like to proceed. Good day madam President.? He saluted once more, and gave me an inscrutable look. What was it with Heero and those intense, questing eyes anyway? I have never been able to figure out what he was looking for.
?Thank you, Agent Yuy, I?ll look at these as soon as I get the chance. Is there anything else I can do for you?? Immediately, i wanted to smack myself on the forehead for saying that. I could do a lot for you...Images of Heero and I naked in my bed, in various states of undress on my desk, on his desk, the cockpit of Wing Gundam flashed though my mind at warp speed. I am a depraved woman, thinking those thoughts with the star of those risqu? thoughts standing in front of me. I looked at the carpet and pretended to brush lint from my skirt, I really didn?t want to make eye contact at the moment.
?That should be all for now, though I would like to meet with you in the next few days about your current security situation.? Cool and professional, ah, that?s the Heero I know and love. Wait a minute...love?! Where did that come from?
?Just talk to Marianne on your way out and she?ll pencil you in,? My voice sounded strained and tired even to my ears. Heero looked at me quizically, his eyes cool and appraising. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but closed it quickly before snapping off another crisp salute.
?Good day, Madam President,? he turned and headed toward the door. Oh no! He?s even sexy from the back! Oh god, focus Relena!
?Good day to you too, Agent Yuy? I called out, just before he stepped out. He stopped, the unruly (Sexy!) brunet (AN: Yes, that?s a real word, the masculine form of ?brunette? :- ) hair shifted and Heero cast his mystifying dark blue eyes on me. I swear, I must have blushed from my toes to my scalp and the familiar tingle of arousal bloomed in my abdomen. The corners of his full (sensual!) mouth turned up, a knowing smirk gracing his handsome face. My mouth went dry and the breath caught in my throat. I opened my mouth to say something, but by the time I had found my voice he was gone.
As soon as my office door clicked shut, I sagged back against my desk and tired to figure out exactly what the smirk and pointed gaze meant. Did Heero know the things that had been crossing my mind the whole time he was in my office?! I need a drink, I thought darkly. Yes, a drink, to calm my nerves. I swiftly downed the cold dregs of my coffee, wincing at the acidic bite of the formerly tasty liquid. That?s one thing I never could figure out, why coffee was so incredibly tasty when it was hot, but when it cooled off it became bitter and biting. Hmm, that sounds like a certain someone I know...I smiled to myself as I eased open the lowest drawer of my irritatingly huge desk. More desk means more paperwork can fit on it, which means more work for me. Sliding my hand into the drawer, I shuffled through papers and various other things.
After what seemed like at least fifteen minutes, my fingertips brushed up against the cool glass of the small bottle of whisky. Carefully, I pulled it out and stared at the label for a moment. When did everything get so damn hard? The burning sensation of the oncoming rush of tears jolted me out of my self-pitying musing. Idiot! You don?t have time to cry, you?ll got to review those proposals from North America. I shook my head, clearing away the cobwebs that had formed during Heero?s unexpected visit. I stood up, slipping the tiny bottle into my sleeve and grabbed my coffee cup. Coffee is one of the most perfect liquids on the face of the earth, pure ambrosia. Well, sort of. I strode purposefully to the door, my mind on one thing-coffee. My hand grasped the cold brass handle of the door and before I knew it, there was a flash of pain and my vision clouded.
?Madam President! I?m so very sorry! Please forgive me, I had no idea that-? The worried voice of Marianne cut through the waves of pain crashing over my face. I was dimly aware of something dripping as I sat up. How?d I get on the floor...? It was eerily similar to the accident I had last night. Creepy, I thought sarcastically.
?No Barianne, id all right. I?b fine, don worry about id. I should?ve just used the intercob.? I laughed out loud, my voice sounded so funny-like a cartoon character. I finally brushed my fingers over my nose and a flash of light and pain exploded. Oh no! Just my luck...I bet it?s broken...Shit! I have to be on L1 for a confrence in two days!
?Ms. Relena, I?m going to call Dr. Po so she can come check you out. You don?t really seem like yourself. Here, take my handkerchief; it will help with the bleeding. I?ll be right back, just stay there!? Marianne looked positively terrified, and I couldn?t stop laughing.
The situation was so absurd, I had been attacked in my office. Attacked by an evil door, hell bent on squashing my nose. I gratefully took the profferd handkerchief and gingerly held it to my bleeding nostrils. Marianne had moved to my desk and was frantically dialing the phone. I bent my head back, ignoring the shooting pain in my face, and tried to think happy thoughts. Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed Heero naked in my bed... Such happy thoughts, I couldn?t help it, I laughed. And then I gagged as blood from my nose poured down the back of my throat. I coughed and hacked, which of course caused more pain.
?Dr. Po! Please come to Ms. Relena?s office as soon as you can! The president is hurt!? The panic in Marianne?s voice rose was amplified by the fact she was practically screaming into the telephone. Even the sound of her voice made me wince, the idea of the floor was really appealing.
I gave up trying to sit upright and carefully eased myself back down the floor. My head was spinning, like a manic merry-go-round stuck on ?fast.? Staring into the overhead light hurt my eyes, I closed them to shut out the rays of evil photons and pain.
Dimly, I heard footsteps coming towards me and cracked open an eye. It was Heero, his eyes intense and assessing. I closed the eye again, Heero was just too bright.
?Relena, you need to stay awake, all right?? He asked, his voice sounding very intense and serious. My Heero, er...hero.
?I ab awake!? I declaired, instantly regretting it. My face hurt so bad, I wanted to cry.
?Relena, open your eyes, I need to check your pupils,? he asked, his voice almost harsh now. Well, it wasn?t really a request, more like an order. I opened my eyes slowly, and saw Heero?s face, right above me. He was so close, our noses almost touched. He?s even beautiful up close... And then he did something unexpected, and I wanted to smack him. He shined a bright light, INTO my right eye. I whimpered, even as I was trying to be strong and brave. The light went away and I sighed in relief. Before I could relax fully, Heero?s stupid penlight shone its evil rays into my left eye!
?Equal and reactive, that?s a good sign Relena. Now let?s sit you up so Sally can get a better look at you when she arrives.? Heero?s voice was soft as he gently slid an arm under my back to help me sit up. He was so gentle, as if I was made of glass. It felt so good to touch him, to have him touch me. He propped me up against his chest and gently took the handkerchief away. It was completely soaked through with my blood.
?Those stains are neber cobing out, Heero,? I said, transfixed by the sight of it.
?It?s alright, Ms. Relena, I have plenty more at home,? Marianne, finally off the vidphone, crouched down beside me. I could see the worry in her eyes, and would have reassured her-if my face didn?t hurt so much. ?Dr. Po should be here in about ten minutes, alright Ms. Relena??
??Dat?s fine, Baryand, thank you for your hankie. I?b going to be fine, don?t worry aboud id.? I managed a wan smile and she relaxed a tiny bit. I blinked back tears, but was unsuccessful in keeping them at bay. Here, sitting beside me on the ornate carpet of my office was my secretary, sincerely worried for me. She cared. I hadn?t felt that feeling in a long time. Heero gently brushed them away; unbeknownst to me, smearing the concealing make up away from my black eye.
?Relena, who did this to you?? His voice was firm, all earlier traces of softness gone. I froze, the intensity of his gaze stealing my words.
?Uuuub...well...?
uh oh! do not fear, this 'fic won't be filled with too much angst and it'll definately have a happy ending. please review, even if you hated it with a passion, i loves them reviews. ciao, amici miei!
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yeah...I hope she lives she seemed nice enough, but if I was in Relena's position I would have smacked her!
I love how you portray Relena in this story, she is very naughty! And, it sorta fits her nicely. Heero is soooooo suave! jajjja He's always in control of the situation. Cheers to Relena, hope the whisky didn't spill on her way down!

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