Perhaps Another Time
(Relena's Point of View)
~Phoenixstar
Once
again I am trying my hand at a HY/RP fic. This one takes place while they are still at school together in the
beginning (I am aware that it doesn't follow the plot line). This is Relena's Point of View of
the story by the same name in Heero's POV. Please read Heero's POV (chapter 2)after because it
explains a lot of stuff and completes the story! Enjoy (and please review)!!!
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I looked for him at lunch again today, just like I do every day, but I just got the same result I always get. He was nowhere to be seen. As I sat with my friends, smiling idly, my eyes were busy scanning the room for him amongst the masses of people who filled the cafeteria. I knew he wasn't there but I couldn't help looking. A part of me yearned for that occasional glimpse of his unruly dark hair amongst the masses.
His presence is like
a sixth sense to me. Perhaps it is
because I know his secret or my desire for his strength that draws us together,
but no matter what it may be I feel a connection between us. I just seem to 'feel' when
he is in the same room as I.
Suddenly there is
screaming at one end of the cafeteria. I try to look for the source of the commotion but it is no use as people
mindlessly running his way and that in the confusion block my vision. Gossip is spreading and rumours are
bouncing off the shrill tongues of startled students.
"It's a
bomb!"
"It's an
attack on the school!"
"There are
soldiers!"
"There is a
mobile suit!"
I wince as the cries
rise in pitch. I grab out to get
someone's attention. I need
an explanation, but no one is willing to stop as his or her instincts for
self-preservation kick in. I stand
up on the table, half trying to better understand the situation, half trying to
bring some sense into this mess, but all my efforts fail.
Suddenly the table
moves from under my feet, flipped by the groups of people fighting to
escape. I feel myself falling, and
the dull aching pain as my body hits the floor.
Then someone pulls me
roughly to my feet. My head is
spinning, my vision being nothing but a nauseating blur of colours, but the
person doesn't wait for my head to settle. It just grabs my arm in a secure grip and pulls me forward. I feel my body lurch clumsily forward
as I am pulled against the oncoming flow of people, but our pace never
slackens.
Despite the
quick and jerky pace my head eventually clears and my eyes focus. The back of the head, the hair, the shoulders
and the back, they are all unmistakeably his.
"Heero…" I cry out, but my pleas for recognition go
unnoticed, as they are lost with the other mindless yells. He never once turns around, even when
we pause for a brief moment at the kitchen doors. He kicks the doors opens and pulls me in after him, still
holding my arm firmly. We
run in between the counters and pantries, but I notice some food left cooking
on the stove. It will start a fire
if left so I pull back against his grip. He pulls me forward again but I pull back with more force. Finally he turns around, looking
annoyed with my stopping him. He
never lets go of my arm, as if he believes that if he were to do so I would try
and flee in the other direction. So I try to fiddle with the knob with my free hand. Seeing as I am having some troubles,
and obviously anxious to get on our way he silently reaches over, his hand
covering mine and helps me turn the knob. My pulse and breath quicken at his touch and I am pretty sure I shivered. He starts a bit at this and I look up
into his face questioningly, but his eyes are averted and his face is cold and
emotionless. I sigh, and quickly
find myself on the run again.
He pulls me through a
door at the other end of the kitchen, but quickly pulls me round so that I am
backed up against the wall, and I find his body pressed up against mine. Most normal girls would have either
screamed rape or fainted by this point but I am too scared to move. It feels strangely wonderful having his
body pressed up against mine like that, feeling the heat from his body and his
quick breath in my ear. He is
tense, and I can see he is listening for people coming our direction and so I
keep my mouth shut and hold off the many questions I have. I just keep my eyes focused on his
face, maybe that will help answer them, but his face betrays no emotions he
might be feeling. I sigh deeply in
frustration only to find in a flash his hand is pressed firmly over my mouth
and his eyes glaring into mine. I
start trembling again, and sensing my fear he pulls back the offending hand,
but keeps our gazes locked. Then
we are running again, through corridors of the school I never knew existed. He is still holding onto my arm and I
realise now that his other hand is now holding a gun. I stop, startled by the realisation that he carried weapons
at school. He notices my stopping
and pulls my arm harder and I fly forward into his chest. He stiffens, obviously startled by the
move, and pushes me back a little. I can't help but admit it hurt me a little, but for the smallest
of moments I swear I could see a hint of emotion in his eyes, and that gives me
hope. Suddenly we hear footsteps
and voices coming our direction and don't have time to conceal ourselves
before a confused group of students bounds round the corner, running right into
Heero's gun. They scream
louder and wave their arms above their head in surrender. I pull Heero's
gun arm behind his back and we rush past the startled group. As we disappear down the hallway I yell
back at them.
"Get out of
here as soon as you can. It's dangerous to stay here, meet up with the others
outside…."
Heero just grunts at
this and pulls me through another set of doors. I have no clue where I am anymore and allow him to pull me
along. Finally we reach a large
metal door, and Heero finally lets go of my wrist, which I instinctively clutch
to my chest protectively. He waves
me to one side of the door while he sticks his head out and checks for any
signs of soldiers or mobile suits. I figure he didn't see anything worrying by the slight softening
of his features and the small sigh he let out. He then opens the door wide and runs out. I follow him not knowing what else to
do.
I run behind him and
try to keep up as he runs towards the forest at the end of the sports field,
but I am not as nimble and am still wearing my school dress I find myself
falling behind. He doesn't
look back until he reaches of the edge of the trees and watches as I run
closer. Suddenly he is running
back towards me, rather frantically for his usual calm nature and grabs my arm
and tries to pull me faster.
Suddenly I hear a deafening
explosion behind me. The ground
tremors and I am thrown forwards, once again finding myself in his arms. I guess I must have been in shock for I
couldn't move any of my limbs. Unlike the last time he doesn't push me away, he just holds me
closer and runs back to the woods. He doesn't stop when we reach the edges of the tress this
time. I close my eyes feeling the
branches and leaves brush past my face.
When we stop I
hesitantly open my eyes. We are in
a little clearing, and I can tell by the looming shape near by that this is
near where he keeps his gundam, but I wont show I know this and I suddenly feel
a rush of relief knowing that I can't give away his secret because I
closed my eyes on the way here. He
loosens his grip around me and slowly sets me to my feet, but I figure I must
have twisted my ankle or something because I find myself unable to stand, and
fall, not that I minded, into his arms again. He tenses at this, and then offers me his shoulder for
support. I guess he really
doesn't like physical contact with people. He walks and I hobble over to a large tree on the other side
of the clearing. He moves away and
I collapse against the tree for support. I lower myself to the ground and take in my surroundings. Heero pulls his gun out again and
motions for me to stay put. At
first I think perhaps he brought me out here to finally kill me, but the
thought is short lived as he runs into the trees. I lay back and simply assume that that he is checking out
the area to see if we have been followed. I still don't know what is going on and make a mental to note to
ask him when he gets back.
I sit up, yawning. I figured I must have fallen asleep while he was gone since it is now
past nightfall. I look up at the
beautiful stars and how the twinkle in the heavens. I look to my side and see Heero admiring them too, but his
expression is cold. I shiver at
the hate and furry that seems to flood his eyes. He looks over at me and I start, and shiver again. He shrugs and removes his school jacket
and hands it to me. I take it
hesitantly and study his face, but he turns his head back to the sky and so I
turn as well and put the jacket over my shoulders. Only then do I notice that all the cuts and scratches
from our flight have been tended to, and my ankle is bandaged with supports. I realise that Heero must have attended
me while I was sleeping but his actions puzzle me. I lean back against the tree and try to think of a good
question to ask him about what has happened today, but I can't think of
the right one.
I blink at the bright
light that invade my eyes. I must
have fallen asleep again for it is now clearly morning, although still early as
the sun is just over the horizon. I look for Heero but he is nowhere to be found. I stand using the tree for support and
hop on my good leg to the centre of the clearing and realise that I am standing
on the top of a hill. To my left,
down towards the water is my school, and I can see the guards and masses of
people looking through the debris. I realise I must be missed and that I should probably head back. I look around again for Heero, but then
I notice the bulk that was his gundam is gone. He is gone. The
only reminder of his presence is his coat, which I still have on. I sigh, frustrated with myself for the
question I never asked him.
Perhaps another time.