Reunited, part 1/2
By: volleychick08
Alright, here's the sequel to my fic, No Regrets. I've been working hard on this, so please review and tell me what you thought...I'd really appreciate it. Oh yeah, and I'm sorry if it's kinda long...but I separated it into two parts, so maybe that'll help. Thanx and enjoy! ^.~
Disclaimers: don't own 'em. k?
~*~
Relena felt his arms wrap around her from behind. 'Heero...' She turned her head to see him. He still had the same Prussian blue eyes, as deep as the ocean. She was afraid for a moment that she would be forever lost in their emotion. She smiled and looked back in front of her...at the moon shining brightly in the velvet sky.
They stood on her balcony, like so many nights before. She treasured these moments with him, when they stood there; then he was more than just a memory. He was real flesh and blood, his warmth flowing through her like electricity. She leaned her head back onto his strong chest and sighed, closing her eyes. A peaceful smile crossed her lips.
~*~
Pagan knocked softly on the door several times before cautiously opening it a crack. Just as he expected, Relena was still asleep. He was about to call her name and wake her, but he stopped. She had the most peaceful expression upon her angelic face; he had not seen her smile that genuinely in too long. It was quite a change from the usual courteous, plastered-on smile that she used with other diplomats.
Pagan sighed. Whatever she was dreaming, if it could make her that peaceful, deserved to continue. She needed all the pleasantness she could get; he wasn't about to let her become too absorbed in political duties. At barely eighteen, she was too young for all that pressure. And besides, she could use some extra sleep after the hectic schedule she'd been keeping lately.
He closed the door with a soft click and strode back down the hall to re-schedule the early meeting she would miss.
~*~
Relena's eyes fluttered open. She was greeted by the sunlight shining through the French doors that led to her balcony. The rays penetrated her whole room, splashing her bed with warmth.
She smiled slightly, still grasping onto the dream that hadn't quite faded yet. She could still feel his arms around her...just like he was lying next to her. She basked in what that feeling might have been like in reality. Then she sighed, stretching tiredly.
She lay there in complete peace for around five seconds, before sitting bolt upright. 'The meeting!' She thought with a groan as she sprang from her bed. Still in her nightclothes, she burst from her room in a run.
At the top of the grand central staircase, she all but sprinted to the railing and looked over. Sure enough, she spotted Pagan seated in a chair by the large windows, reading the morning newspaper. Why hadn't he woken her? She had to be late for the meeting on colony L2 by now. She should've been up hours ago.
"Pagan!" She yelled across the enormous high-ceilinged entryway. He looked up in surprise from his paper. When he spotted her at the top of the staircase she could barely make out a smile on his face across the distance. "Well, good morning Miss Relena. I thought you'd never awaken." He called back to her and she caught a sly chuckle following his statement.
She raced down the stairs, rushing over to his chair. "Pagan, why didn't you wake me? I'm late for the meeting on L2!" He chuckled again at her worried tone. "Don't worry, Miss Relena. I've rescheduled the meeting for you. Besides, I thought you could use a little extra sleep. Especially after all the work you've put in lately."
She sighed...it wasn't the first time Pagan had rescheduled something for her, without consulting her first. She was eighteen now, and legally old enough to make her own decisions for her well-being. But she did appreciate the extra sleep, and she knew that her faithful butler was just looking out for her. She smiled slightly, "What time shall it be at now, Pagan?"
"You've enough time to get dressed and have a good breakfast before you need to be at the airport." She turned in the direction of the stairs again, this time walking calmly. "Ok, then I'll be down in a few minutes..." She paused mid-stride to look back at the gray-haired man. "And Pagan?"
"Yes, Miss Relena?" She smiled, "Thank you." She saw his answering smile light up his aging face, and then began moving towards the stairs again.
~*~
Once back in her room, Relena removed her outfit from the hook on her closet door. She laid it gently across her bed and stripped off her nightclothes. She didn't have to worry about peeping toms as high as her room was, and she could dress in complete privacy.
She took her time slipping in the business suit that she had chosen for the trip to L2. The jacket and skirt were deep navy blue, bringing out her eyes. The skirt was fairly short, reaching to about mid-thigh. Under the jacket she wore a simple white tank top, and the outfit was completed with high-heeled black sandals.
She sat herself down at her vanity and set about to fixing her hair and makeup. She quickly had her hair up in a traditional French twist, with small ringlets framing her face. She used mascara along with light eye shadow to accent her eyes. She then applied foundation, light blush, and a sheer pink-tinted gloss to finish her look.
She got up and looked at herself in the full-length mirror on her closet door, making sure she was fit for a diplomatic meeting. The reflection she saw was quite different from the girl she used to be only a couple years ago. It was like she had undergone a transformation. She was slightly taller, with a more womanly shape. Her face was more mature, and her whole stature gave away her aristocratic background and elegant nature.
She had many suitors, all clambering for the chance to marry the former Queen of the World. Some had been sincere, however. But she had never loved them back, she just couldn't. Not after...well, not after Heero. Her heart began to ache with just the thought of him. His last words to her...was that really two years ago? She remembered it like it was yesterday.
No matter how much she had tried to repress the memories of that day, and the pain that had manifested itself in her soul, it was still so clear. The explosion still pulsed through her ears and blinded her eyes. As if from far away, she could still hear her tormented screams, calling out to the one she loved. And most of all, she remembered Heero, and way he had so gently and sincerely said, "I love you" before the explosion had ripped him from her forever.
Those three words had taunted her almost everyday for two long years. They stood for everything precious to her that she had lost that day in space. Everything that she longed for, but would never have. All the love and happiness that she would never quite grasp, and all the wishes that would be left unfulfilled.
But she never regretted living when he hadn't...he had told her not to regret anything. And no matter how much it hurt, she knew that if he hadn't died, the peace they now knew might not have existed. So she waited until it was her time, when the Earth Sphere no longer needed her guidance, and then she could be with Heero once again.
The explosion and consequent death of Heero had heralded the end of the war, for it was only after the fact of losing their greatest hero that the people realized just how pointless all the fighting had been. And Relena had only lived to see the people come to their senses because Heero had told her she must, for the sake of the earth and colonies.
If he hadn't, she would have died that day alongside him in the brilliant flash of light so bright it had been seen in the night sky of earth. So she kept a promise to him and herself, a solemn vow that she would live out each day and uphold the pursuit of true peace. And as time wore on, her job had become increasingly easier.
During the past two years after Heero's death and the end of the war, the people of earth and the colonies had finally come to understand that peace was a precious gift. And every person, young and old, shared in that gift, not letting it go. So now her job consisted of attending diplomatic meetings out of courtesy, and not of extinguishing the fires of rebellion.
It was a great feeling, knowing that she'd somehow made a difference in her young life. If only Heero could have seen the way peace had thrived in the past years. If only he could have shared in what his dedication and lost humanity had won. If only he could have known that all the blood staining his hands hadn't been in vain. Peace was finally here, if only he could see it. If only...
"Miss Relena! We must go now if you're going to catch that shuttle!" The voice of Pagan shouting up the stairs made her jump in surprise. Startled out of her thoughts, she realized that she'd taken much more time dressing than she'd planned. She quickly moved to her desk and gathered together the documents and reports she would need for the meeting, straightened them out, and shoved them into her sleek briefcase.
She was soon down the stairs, grabbing a breakfast bar as she ran through the kitchen and out the door, and climbing into her waiting silver limo (she's grown out of the pink stage by now...). After she was settled, Pagan got into the driver's seat and started up the engine. They drove down the long road that was her driveway and exited the main gates, turning left in the direction of the shuttle port.
~*~
"Alright, Miss Relena, have a safe trip. I'll be here to pick you up early tomorrow morning." Relena nodded got out of the limo. Pagan stood there, holding the door open for her. She smiled, "Ok, thanks Pagan." She leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek. He grinned and ushered her off with his free hand, "Go now or you'll be late." He was more like a grandfather to her than anything. "Don't worry, Pagan. I'll make it." She said and then headed off towards the shuttle waiting on the tarmac.
She calmly walked up the small flight of stairs and turned around to wave goodbye to Pagan before getting on the shuttle. Once inside, she searched for her first-class seat. Finding it, she put her brief case into the overhead compartment. She then settled into the cushions with a sigh, preparing herself for the long trip out to L2.
~*~
Ok, that's the end of the first part, the second and last part will be up shortly! Thanx again for reading!
By: volleychick08
Alright, here's the sequel to my fic, No Regrets. I've been working hard on this, so please review and tell me what you thought...I'd really appreciate it. Oh yeah, and I'm sorry if it's kinda long...but I separated it into two parts, so maybe that'll help. Thanx and enjoy! ^.~
Disclaimers: don't own 'em. k?
~*~
Relena felt his arms wrap around her from behind. 'Heero...' She turned her head to see him. He still had the same Prussian blue eyes, as deep as the ocean. She was afraid for a moment that she would be forever lost in their emotion. She smiled and looked back in front of her...at the moon shining brightly in the velvet sky.
They stood on her balcony, like so many nights before. She treasured these moments with him, when they stood there; then he was more than just a memory. He was real flesh and blood, his warmth flowing through her like electricity. She leaned her head back onto his strong chest and sighed, closing her eyes. A peaceful smile crossed her lips.
~*~
Pagan knocked softly on the door several times before cautiously opening it a crack. Just as he expected, Relena was still asleep. He was about to call her name and wake her, but he stopped. She had the most peaceful expression upon her angelic face; he had not seen her smile that genuinely in too long. It was quite a change from the usual courteous, plastered-on smile that she used with other diplomats.
Pagan sighed. Whatever she was dreaming, if it could make her that peaceful, deserved to continue. She needed all the pleasantness she could get; he wasn't about to let her become too absorbed in political duties. At barely eighteen, she was too young for all that pressure. And besides, she could use some extra sleep after the hectic schedule she'd been keeping lately.
He closed the door with a soft click and strode back down the hall to re-schedule the early meeting she would miss.
~*~
Relena's eyes fluttered open. She was greeted by the sunlight shining through the French doors that led to her balcony. The rays penetrated her whole room, splashing her bed with warmth.
She smiled slightly, still grasping onto the dream that hadn't quite faded yet. She could still feel his arms around her...just like he was lying next to her. She basked in what that feeling might have been like in reality. Then she sighed, stretching tiredly.
She lay there in complete peace for around five seconds, before sitting bolt upright. 'The meeting!' She thought with a groan as she sprang from her bed. Still in her nightclothes, she burst from her room in a run.
At the top of the grand central staircase, she all but sprinted to the railing and looked over. Sure enough, she spotted Pagan seated in a chair by the large windows, reading the morning newspaper. Why hadn't he woken her? She had to be late for the meeting on colony L2 by now. She should've been up hours ago.
"Pagan!" She yelled across the enormous high-ceilinged entryway. He looked up in surprise from his paper. When he spotted her at the top of the staircase she could barely make out a smile on his face across the distance. "Well, good morning Miss Relena. I thought you'd never awaken." He called back to her and she caught a sly chuckle following his statement.
She raced down the stairs, rushing over to his chair. "Pagan, why didn't you wake me? I'm late for the meeting on L2!" He chuckled again at her worried tone. "Don't worry, Miss Relena. I've rescheduled the meeting for you. Besides, I thought you could use a little extra sleep. Especially after all the work you've put in lately."
She sighed...it wasn't the first time Pagan had rescheduled something for her, without consulting her first. She was eighteen now, and legally old enough to make her own decisions for her well-being. But she did appreciate the extra sleep, and she knew that her faithful butler was just looking out for her. She smiled slightly, "What time shall it be at now, Pagan?"
"You've enough time to get dressed and have a good breakfast before you need to be at the airport." She turned in the direction of the stairs again, this time walking calmly. "Ok, then I'll be down in a few minutes..." She paused mid-stride to look back at the gray-haired man. "And Pagan?"
"Yes, Miss Relena?" She smiled, "Thank you." She saw his answering smile light up his aging face, and then began moving towards the stairs again.
~*~
Once back in her room, Relena removed her outfit from the hook on her closet door. She laid it gently across her bed and stripped off her nightclothes. She didn't have to worry about peeping toms as high as her room was, and she could dress in complete privacy.
She took her time slipping in the business suit that she had chosen for the trip to L2. The jacket and skirt were deep navy blue, bringing out her eyes. The skirt was fairly short, reaching to about mid-thigh. Under the jacket she wore a simple white tank top, and the outfit was completed with high-heeled black sandals.
She sat herself down at her vanity and set about to fixing her hair and makeup. She quickly had her hair up in a traditional French twist, with small ringlets framing her face. She used mascara along with light eye shadow to accent her eyes. She then applied foundation, light blush, and a sheer pink-tinted gloss to finish her look.
She got up and looked at herself in the full-length mirror on her closet door, making sure she was fit for a diplomatic meeting. The reflection she saw was quite different from the girl she used to be only a couple years ago. It was like she had undergone a transformation. She was slightly taller, with a more womanly shape. Her face was more mature, and her whole stature gave away her aristocratic background and elegant nature.
She had many suitors, all clambering for the chance to marry the former Queen of the World. Some had been sincere, however. But she had never loved them back, she just couldn't. Not after...well, not after Heero. Her heart began to ache with just the thought of him. His last words to her...was that really two years ago? She remembered it like it was yesterday.
No matter how much she had tried to repress the memories of that day, and the pain that had manifested itself in her soul, it was still so clear. The explosion still pulsed through her ears and blinded her eyes. As if from far away, she could still hear her tormented screams, calling out to the one she loved. And most of all, she remembered Heero, and way he had so gently and sincerely said, "I love you" before the explosion had ripped him from her forever.
Those three words had taunted her almost everyday for two long years. They stood for everything precious to her that she had lost that day in space. Everything that she longed for, but would never have. All the love and happiness that she would never quite grasp, and all the wishes that would be left unfulfilled.
But she never regretted living when he hadn't...he had told her not to regret anything. And no matter how much it hurt, she knew that if he hadn't died, the peace they now knew might not have existed. So she waited until it was her time, when the Earth Sphere no longer needed her guidance, and then she could be with Heero once again.
The explosion and consequent death of Heero had heralded the end of the war, for it was only after the fact of losing their greatest hero that the people realized just how pointless all the fighting had been. And Relena had only lived to see the people come to their senses because Heero had told her she must, for the sake of the earth and colonies.
If he hadn't, she would have died that day alongside him in the brilliant flash of light so bright it had been seen in the night sky of earth. So she kept a promise to him and herself, a solemn vow that she would live out each day and uphold the pursuit of true peace. And as time wore on, her job had become increasingly easier.
During the past two years after Heero's death and the end of the war, the people of earth and the colonies had finally come to understand that peace was a precious gift. And every person, young and old, shared in that gift, not letting it go. So now her job consisted of attending diplomatic meetings out of courtesy, and not of extinguishing the fires of rebellion.
It was a great feeling, knowing that she'd somehow made a difference in her young life. If only Heero could have seen the way peace had thrived in the past years. If only he could have shared in what his dedication and lost humanity had won. If only he could have known that all the blood staining his hands hadn't been in vain. Peace was finally here, if only he could see it. If only...
"Miss Relena! We must go now if you're going to catch that shuttle!" The voice of Pagan shouting up the stairs made her jump in surprise. Startled out of her thoughts, she realized that she'd taken much more time dressing than she'd planned. She quickly moved to her desk and gathered together the documents and reports she would need for the meeting, straightened them out, and shoved them into her sleek briefcase.
She was soon down the stairs, grabbing a breakfast bar as she ran through the kitchen and out the door, and climbing into her waiting silver limo (she's grown out of the pink stage by now...). After she was settled, Pagan got into the driver's seat and started up the engine. They drove down the long road that was her driveway and exited the main gates, turning left in the direction of the shuttle port.
~*~
"Alright, Miss Relena, have a safe trip. I'll be here to pick you up early tomorrow morning." Relena nodded got out of the limo. Pagan stood there, holding the door open for her. She smiled, "Ok, thanks Pagan." She leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek. He grinned and ushered her off with his free hand, "Go now or you'll be late." He was more like a grandfather to her than anything. "Don't worry, Pagan. I'll make it." She said and then headed off towards the shuttle waiting on the tarmac.
She calmly walked up the small flight of stairs and turned around to wave goodbye to Pagan before getting on the shuttle. Once inside, she searched for her first-class seat. Finding it, she put her brief case into the overhead compartment. She then settled into the cushions with a sigh, preparing herself for the long trip out to L2.
~*~
Ok, that's the end of the first part, the second and last part will be up shortly! Thanx again for reading!