Of Princesses and Un-Heros
By Tomboy Rose
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I'm not getting any money for this at all.
Claimer: I OWN ALL ORIGINAL CHARACTERS!!!!!! WAHHHHH!
A.N.: This is meh first fanfic. It's a fantasy…since that seems to be the only thing I can write. Um…so far it's not a yaoi fanfic, some definite couples are HY+RP, DM+HS, WC+ SP but TB+QW might show up. I'm not sure yet, I've never written any yaoi stories so I'm not good at it. Meh…just read.
Chapter 1: Relena's Kindness
Relena's eyes fluttered open as the moonlight peeked in through her curtain windows. She slowly got out of bed and made her way to her wash basin and fresh clothes. After she finished getting dressed she opened the door of her room and was welcomed by the smell of brewing beer and fresh baked bread. It was only four o'clock in the morning and the Blushing Dragon Tavern had not yet opened for the day. She walked down the stairs and into the small kitchen where her father, John Darlin, was out side looking for eggs from the hens. Her older sister, Annette, had already baked the morning bread and had begun brewing the second batch of malt beer.
"Well well well, look who decided to wake up," Annette said snidely. Relena ignored smiled apologetically and went outside to gather apples for the SnapDragon Apple Dumplings the tavern was famous for. Her father had moved from the chickens to the garden and was checking the corn for the infernal worms that threatened the small crop every year.
"Good morning father," Relena grinned. John looked over his shoulder and smiled back. Although he hated to admit it Relena had always been his favorite daughter. She had always been the exact opposite of Annette. Relena seemed to have been kissed by angels. Her long honey blonde tresses matched wonderfully with her light blue eyes and perfectly formed face and mouth. Her kind, warm smile could add warmth to the bitterest times and her presence even caused cats and dogs to stop fighting. Not that she was as patient as a nun, though. She had a fiery streak to her and would stand up to what she believed in.
Annette, however, relied on seducing and trickery. It was a well-known fact that once a customer had become known at the tavern and had spent enough money there Annette would give him a little more than bread and ale. She absolutely despised Relena. Relena never brought in any money she actually wasted it. She had given a beggar a whole loaf of bread on more than one occasion. It was she, Annette, that brought in the customers, by her own means of course.
By twelve noon the tavern was buzzing and full of people coming in for a lunch or early supper. Relena and Annette saw to it all the customers had full cups. No one saw the silent man that slipped in. He took a seat in the back of the tavern in the shadows and watched.
After a while Relena noticed him and walked over to where he was seated.
"May I get something for you today?" she asked. He waved a dismissal and kept his face hidden in the shadows. Relena was intrigued but did what she was asked and left him alone. When she looked back he had gone.
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It was now late in the evening. The tavern had closed for the night and most people had went home…except for those waiting for Annette's own service. Relena was disgusted at her sister's behavior but said nothing of it. Annette would not acknowledge the fact that her sister actually was worried about her. After she had finished cleaning, Relena went out on the street for a walk in the dark. She was well aware of the dangers that the night held and carried a ladies dagger with her. By the time she had made it to the lakeshore the moon was high in the sky, casting it's pale light on the dark world below. She walked along the pebbly beaches until she saw a strange shape further down the beach. Her curiosity got the best of her and she went to investigate it.
"I-it's a body!" she stammered. She ran to where the body was lying and turned it over. It was a young man about her age with tangled brown hair that fell in his eyes. She was surprised when she learned he was still breathing.
"I've got to get him help," she murmured, brushing some of the hair from his face. He wasn't much older than she was. She wanted to get him a healer but they were all so far away, on the other side of town. She looked around the beach and saw a small cart. She decided right then and there she was going to take him home. She dragged his body to the cart and ungracefully put him inside. Then she grabbed the handles and slowly began the trek home.
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Annette looked at the boy in Relena's bed. He was now dry and warm but he hadn't woken up since he had been brought there.
"What happened to him Relena. Did he pass out from surprise when he learned of your experience in bed?" she asked her sister. Relena turned to her quickly and looked ready to slap her. But instead she kept her cool and simply told her that she needed to leave. The stench she had brought to the room must not be good for her patient. Annette left in a humph leaving Relena and the strange boy alone in the room. She smiled down at his sleeping form and for some reason felt intrigued by this character. In his sleep he looked troubled. She checked his head a fever. There was a small one but it didn't seem serious. She let her fingers brush across the skin of his cheek. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her wrist. She gasped and looked down. His eyes were now wide open and filled with confusion and his hand had hers in a vice like grip.
"Where am I? Who are you?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"I'm Relena, you are in the Blushing Dragon Tavern. I-I brought you up from the beach," Relena said trying to remain calm. He slowly released her hand and closed his eyes once again.
"Who are you?" Relena asked tentatively.
"Heero Yuy," he said simply.
