Everything had been perfect. The escape had been planned perfectly. How he
had figured out later...had been unknown.But he had his ways in these
things , didn't he? So there was no point in trying to hide it anymore from
him. But he never said good bye. He hadn't talked to her , hadn't
contacted her for two long years. Dorothy assured her that no one would
know. She was going over the plan in her mind as she packed away some
clothes into a suitcase he had given her for her 17th Birthday. That was
the last time she had seen him though , they had been so together , she had
been sure he was going to finally stay with her.She mentally scolded
herself for mentioning anything about him in her mind. It had been hard
giving him up , that Heero Yuy. But after the first year had passed , it
had become easier to bear , waking up everyday and not seeing him.
A horn sounded from outside. Time to go. In her haste , she hadn't noticed taking the bear he gave her. Brushing her blonde hair into a loose ponytail , then slipping into her loose common jacket she had received from Trowa on her 18th Birthday she headed out the door. She took one long breath , looking at the house behind her for what seemed the last time.
Stepping into the car , she gave directions to the airport , in a light tone to not give any clue she was the famed Relena Dorlain. The cab driver nodded , she was a friendly woman in her 50s with faded blonde hair with stripes of subtle grey here and there.
"So you're going for a trip?It's an odd season to be going for a vacation , I'd think," the woman said smiling.
"Well , I'm visiting a relative and plan to be back very soon," Relena said quietly.
"Oh , relatives , huh? I've got some myself that I saw this Christmas. You should have seen my daughter Lillian!She had grown so much since I last seen her , I have a picture here," the woman said warmly , passing a photograph to Relena. Relena examined the figure in the photograph carefully , wondering about her. She saw a girl with chestnut brown hair smiling in a black turtle neck sweater and a sharp dark skirt almost to her knees. She had naturally pink tinted lips , or perhaps she was wearing lipstick? And Blue-grey eyes stared out at Relena , not in a warm way as one would expect , but almost political. As if she was saying that she was smiling because she HAD to. She looked up at the woman , wondering if she noticed it.
"Lillian , her name is? Where does she live? She's very pretty , how old is she?" Relena asked quietly.
"Lillian still lives near her hometown , she lives in Kitchener in Canada. She's about eighteen now , she's doing a bit of writing before she goes to college," the woman said , taking the picture from Relena's outstrectched hand. "What's your name?".
In a cold streak , Relena's 17th Birthday party repeated before her eyes.
~~Flash back~~
"What's your name?Relena is sooooo boring!" Duo had said to her in his usual tone.
"Are you implying that you're going to give me a silly pet name?" Relena had replied in an almost challenging tone.
"Sorry Rellie , but I guess that's what I'm going to do," he replied playfully.
"Rellie?" Relena questioned , raising an eyebrow.
"Rellie!That's the perfect name! Thanks Rellie," Duo replied enthusiastically.
"Why thank you- Hey!" Relena replied , realizing she had given him the idea.
"That's your name! Rellie," Duo remarked , smiling in his usual almost dopey way. Relena sighed in regret from her big mouth and knew she would just have to get used to it.
~~end of Flashback~~
"My name is Rellie. Well...that's what my friends call me , my name is Rachel," Relena invented.
"That's a nice name Miss," she said , smiling as she pulled into the airport front.
"Thank you," Relena replied , opening her door. When she looked inside the doors of the airport , her eyes widened in shock. A crowd of people with cameras were waiting at her gate.
"Strange huh? Someone said the vice foreign minister was coming today," she huffed , dragging Relena's suitcase out of the trunk. Relena had been so shocked , she had dropped her book of papers and quickly knelt to pick them up. The driver knelt and helped her retrieve her items , but a ticket dropped from her pocket. Being desperate , she picked up her ticket and handed it to the woman.
"You dropped your ticket," she said , smiling. She felt guilty for taking the kind woman's ticket as her own , but the press was likely to know about all her previous arrangements by now. Taking the woman's ticket , she packed it quickly away into her pocket and thanked the woman for her help. Relena stood , taking her suitcase and book of papers , walking odd to her usual pattern and rushing into the air port. The woman smiled and pocketed Relena's ticket and walked to the driver's side , and getting in the cab , drove away unaware.
elena risked taking out the ticket now , reading her new destination. Looking around , she saw a microphone with words written in glittering gold on the side. It said: Smith Broadcasting. Smith? She played with it in her mind , then decided it was good enough. Rachel Smith. Walking past the gate filled with people from the press , she headed towards the other gate. The one that woukd take her to Kitchener , far away in the North western Hemisphere , in the southern part of Canada. Taking a deep breath , she handed her ticket to the lady at the door and walked through the door. *
(a/n)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her suit case was pretty small , small enough to go on as carry on luggage , so don't be confused. The Elena up there is also actually Relena , but my wordpad is messing up so please forgive me. R&R please!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Relena , Heero or Duo , they're owned by rich people with lawyers , and I am not getting a profit from this either! Blah! *runs from mob of lawyers*
A horn sounded from outside. Time to go. In her haste , she hadn't noticed taking the bear he gave her. Brushing her blonde hair into a loose ponytail , then slipping into her loose common jacket she had received from Trowa on her 18th Birthday she headed out the door. She took one long breath , looking at the house behind her for what seemed the last time.
Stepping into the car , she gave directions to the airport , in a light tone to not give any clue she was the famed Relena Dorlain. The cab driver nodded , she was a friendly woman in her 50s with faded blonde hair with stripes of subtle grey here and there.
"So you're going for a trip?It's an odd season to be going for a vacation , I'd think," the woman said smiling.
"Well , I'm visiting a relative and plan to be back very soon," Relena said quietly.
"Oh , relatives , huh? I've got some myself that I saw this Christmas. You should have seen my daughter Lillian!She had grown so much since I last seen her , I have a picture here," the woman said warmly , passing a photograph to Relena. Relena examined the figure in the photograph carefully , wondering about her. She saw a girl with chestnut brown hair smiling in a black turtle neck sweater and a sharp dark skirt almost to her knees. She had naturally pink tinted lips , or perhaps she was wearing lipstick? And Blue-grey eyes stared out at Relena , not in a warm way as one would expect , but almost political. As if she was saying that she was smiling because she HAD to. She looked up at the woman , wondering if she noticed it.
"Lillian , her name is? Where does she live? She's very pretty , how old is she?" Relena asked quietly.
"Lillian still lives near her hometown , she lives in Kitchener in Canada. She's about eighteen now , she's doing a bit of writing before she goes to college," the woman said , taking the picture from Relena's outstrectched hand. "What's your name?".
In a cold streak , Relena's 17th Birthday party repeated before her eyes.
~~Flash back~~
"What's your name?Relena is sooooo boring!" Duo had said to her in his usual tone.
"Are you implying that you're going to give me a silly pet name?" Relena had replied in an almost challenging tone.
"Sorry Rellie , but I guess that's what I'm going to do," he replied playfully.
"Rellie?" Relena questioned , raising an eyebrow.
"Rellie!That's the perfect name! Thanks Rellie," Duo replied enthusiastically.
"Why thank you- Hey!" Relena replied , realizing she had given him the idea.
"That's your name! Rellie," Duo remarked , smiling in his usual almost dopey way. Relena sighed in regret from her big mouth and knew she would just have to get used to it.
~~end of Flashback~~
"My name is Rellie. Well...that's what my friends call me , my name is Rachel," Relena invented.
"That's a nice name Miss," she said , smiling as she pulled into the airport front.
"Thank you," Relena replied , opening her door. When she looked inside the doors of the airport , her eyes widened in shock. A crowd of people with cameras were waiting at her gate.
"Strange huh? Someone said the vice foreign minister was coming today," she huffed , dragging Relena's suitcase out of the trunk. Relena had been so shocked , she had dropped her book of papers and quickly knelt to pick them up. The driver knelt and helped her retrieve her items , but a ticket dropped from her pocket. Being desperate , she picked up her ticket and handed it to the woman.
"You dropped your ticket," she said , smiling. She felt guilty for taking the kind woman's ticket as her own , but the press was likely to know about all her previous arrangements by now. Taking the woman's ticket , she packed it quickly away into her pocket and thanked the woman for her help. Relena stood , taking her suitcase and book of papers , walking odd to her usual pattern and rushing into the air port. The woman smiled and pocketed Relena's ticket and walked to the driver's side , and getting in the cab , drove away unaware.
elena risked taking out the ticket now , reading her new destination. Looking around , she saw a microphone with words written in glittering gold on the side. It said: Smith Broadcasting. Smith? She played with it in her mind , then decided it was good enough. Rachel Smith. Walking past the gate filled with people from the press , she headed towards the other gate. The one that woukd take her to Kitchener , far away in the North western Hemisphere , in the southern part of Canada. Taking a deep breath , she handed her ticket to the lady at the door and walked through the door. *
(a/n)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her suit case was pretty small , small enough to go on as carry on luggage , so don't be confused. The Elena up there is also actually Relena , but my wordpad is messing up so please forgive me. R&R please!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Relena , Heero or Duo , they're owned by rich people with lawyers , and I am not getting a profit from this either! Blah! *runs from mob of lawyers*