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Dedication: I guess to all who... read my stories and to *Sagittarius Girl*...

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Forbidden Lover

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~Chapter 1~

// AC 200 \\

The harshness of his screams, cries, shouts, the entire rage buried within, rupturing out madly, wildly, almost in an insane way had imprinted itself in her mind, making her flinch or jump from every simple movement around her, the simple ripple in the satin curtains that hung in front of the bathroom window. Even the small twitch of her dying hands, dying body make her flinch and jump as well.

There she stood, in front of her bathroom mirror, dressed in a heavy robe that hugged her small waist, the sash tied tightly to pull the white flaps together to hide her bruised and battered body from the world.

She drew her light brows together as she leaned forward to reach up and gingerly press down on the bruises on her face, decorating her long slender neck and strong jawline, all different colours of dark, light purple, blue, green, pale green, red, pink, yellow, making them all resemble that of a newly blooming flower, basking in the warmth and gentleness of the spring days.

Relena Peacecraft Reynolds swallowed and then grimaced as the pain brought fresh tears to her already watery cornflower blue eyes that were a light violet from all the crying she had previously done before.

" Oh... " she moaned softly in anguish. " ...wherever did I go wrong? " she asked the quiet room as she stood back away from the mirror to gaze down at the blood filled sink, the open packet of shavin razors sitting on the edge, tittering precariously towards the dark crimson that still seemed to run down the sinks of the alabaster porcelin sink from the multiple horizontal and diagonal cuts along both her wrists.

It was all suddenly quiet. The only sounds floating into the large bathroom were of those of the crickets and frogs that played their seductive song to their mates, and yet played their annoying song to the mortals, the humans, the ones who loathed the song that had a forever endless repeat mode set to it. No dogs barking at nightly walkers taking a small stroll, no neighbors screaming at each other for some pathetic reason, just... silence, unbareable... silence.

It all then shattered, shattered from one simple heavy, hard slam of the door in the front of the mansion. Relena jumped, nearly slipping on the blood that had decorated the ground beneath the sink, but she grabbed onto the side of the sink and held on with all her might, gritting her teeth tightly against the immense pain from her body, her mind, her wrists, everything, gritting her teeth to bite back of her sudden scream of personal torture.

" Relena... " the dark, heavy voice called out as the heavy footsteps pounded their way down the hallway, making their way towards the bathroom, the bathroom that she had been planning to use.

Relena swallowed heavily, feeling her whole body tremble uncontrolably with each heavy step, fresh, hot tears stung her eyes, making her close them slowly, causing them to slide down her cheeks and along the sides of her nose as she slowly sank to the ground, one hand to her stomach, the other clutching onto the side of the sink for dear life, like it was going to be her life preserver.... like hell it was!

" Relena? Relena, baby... where'd you go? Ohhh... I get it, you're playing around with me, toying with my mind!! " the dark voice shouted, glass shattering against a wall in the background as a loud mad cry shook the walls of the mansion.

Relena was hypervilenting(sp??) now, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she opened her eyes wide and stared at the closed door, swallowing, praying that he wouldn't come into this side of the mansion and happen to find her, happen to stumble upon her. Her teeth banged up against each other as she felt her body slowly going cold, and as she continued to sob silently to herself, still clutching onto the side of the sink, the crimson trickling down the long lengths of her forearm to drip off the tip of her elbow.

" Please... oh, please... go away. Just go away... l-leave me alone... " she whispered softly, her voice breaking with each word.

The footsteps grew louder as they stomped up the stairs, making the ground underneath her buttom vibrate unwelcomingly, making her worry even more, making her stare at the door, eyes wide full of fright and pain for what was expected. The footsteps suddenly stopped. But where? Relena sucked in a deep breath and held it, for how long? She didn't know. All she knew was that she had let it out as a ragged, shakey breath, almost like a choke as she saw the brass door handle shake violently, being wrenched from side to side on the other side of the door.

" Oh God... please... h-help me! " she whispered quietly, holding another breath, waiting for the shakes of the doorhandle to just stop.

But they didn't. Soon to follow was pounding on the door, making the hinges protest, whine, beg for her to just let him in and have his way with her like he always did. But today... it was all going to be different. He wasn't going to have his way with her, no sir! She wanted out, she just didn't know how she was going to accomplish such a feat without getting herself killed in the process.

As soon as the pounding stopped, all noise ceased to exsist within the walls of the Reynolds home, including outside as well. Relena blinked, completely puzzled by this. Sh ran her tongue over her dried and chapped lips, tasting the old dull metallic taste of her blood as it coated her full lips as she slowly stood up with the help of the side of the sink.

As soon as she was halfway to standing, the door suddenly flew off the hinges, the loud whine, protest also imprinting itself into her mind, making her flinch as if it had hit her or abused her in any way, making her hand slip from the side of the sink to slide down towards the crimson and bury itself there for a while. Relena's head snapped up and her eyes grew wide as her husband, Joshua Jamerson Reynolds stood in front of her, large glass of whiskey in hand, leather belt in the other, a nasty leer twisting his once handsome features into that of a demon.

" H-hey... honey..." Relena murmured softly, her eyes leaving his for a mere second as she slowly pulled herself up into a standing position, her hands behind her back as she tried to hide the slit wrists.

It would only be another hour or so and she would be dead, she could already begin to feel the loss of her limbs growing as well as the numbness that was beginning to spread slowly. Josh stared at his wife and a crooked smile touched his face.

" What's wrong with you, baby? Why are you downstairs cooking me my supper like a good wife?! " he snapped as he chugged back the whiskey like it was free cotton candy.

Relena's eyes searched the ground, " I... I didn't know when you were g-going to be home... " she lied, saying softly.

Josh's left dark brow shot up in surprise, " You didn' know when I was going to be home? " he echoed. Relena nodded.

" Y-yes... and besides... it w-was your night to cook for m-me anyway... "

Smack!!

Relena cried out as soon as she felt the harsh snap of the leather belt connect with her left cheek, imprinting itself onto her face forever, making her stumble back, the backs of her knees coming to rest against the edge of the tub, making her tumble into it, her wrists out into the open now as she brought her hands to her face to touch the welt that was beginning to bleed, the tore flap of skin slightly pushed back as she gingerly stroked it to feel it.

" I don't cook for any whore! Do you got me? You cook for me!! " Josh shouted as he took another chug of his whiskey before tearing it from his lips to smash it up against the side of the sink.

" So... my little baby likes to play with sharp things, huh? You think you're cool? Do you think this is cool? By cutting yourself up?! " he demaned roughly, screaming, his face turning a light pink as he made his way towards her as she tried to scramble out of the tub.

Relena shook her head as she tried so many times to sit up or roll to the side to climb out, but it was no use, " J-josh, baby.... please... I beg of y-you... leave me alone. L-let me heal... " she pleaded as she continued to climb out as Josh kept on advancing towards her.

Josh was quick. He lunged for her, grabbed her wrist and roughly turned it over to stare down at the multiple cuts already made in her wrist. He snorted and then tightened his grip on the bottle to bring it down along the bottom of her right forearm. Relena was breathing hard, gasping for breath as she struggled against him, not wanting him to do this to her. She suddenly lashed out with her foot and kicked him hard in the chest and then screamed really loud as he thrusted the jagged edges of the broken bottle into her arm, but then slapped her across the face with the bottle, shutting her up quickly.

Glass shattered around her face, some of the shards embedding themselves into her face. Relena felt her eyes slowly droop as she felt herself beginning to fall. Fall? To where? Who would catch her before she hit the ground? Was there even a ground for where she was going to fall to? Tears mingled with blood, blood mingled with saliva as she slowly felt the front of her thighs hit the inside wall of the tub.

" I'll kill you... "

Something inside of her snapped, went off with just those three words. Relena slowly lifted her head to look at Josh's wild, insane expression as he continued to slice the broken bottle along her arms. Everything went in slow motion for her, the blood flying through the air as soon as the sharp edges of the bottle pierced skin, the small flecks of flesh that flew through the air as well, the way Josh threw his head back and laughed as if all this were a game to him, everything, even the raspy breathes that she took.

Her heart pounded away in her head, slowly, ever so slowly, thump.... ..... ...thump... Her blood, or what was left of it was like a rocket taking off, only right in her ears, making her suddenly go deaf, her sight slowly began to blacken out at the outer edges of her eyes. This was it, Relena Peacecraft, former queen of the world, Vice Foreign Minister was going to die... and for what reason?

None...

As Josh went to take his last swipe on her right arm to then make his way to the left, Relena suddenly got the strength to pinch the skin just in the crook of his hand, on the top where wrist and hand met and joined as one, making him yelp out in pain as her long nails pierced his flesh, drawing blood, making him immediately drop the bottle and her arm.

As the bottle slowly, in slow motion, fell to go and hit the side of the tub, Relena reached for it, grabbed the handle and then brought it up to smash it down onto Josh's head hard and sure. Jagged shards of amberish glass flew in every direction, as did blood once again. Josh's eyes rolled into his head and he just stood there for a minute before toppling over, falling into Relena, pushing her up against the wall.

Her hand was all bloody now from the sudden force she had used with the bottle, the shards entering her palm as well and staying there until medical attention was brought to her, but... none was going to come, not for her at least. Relena's heart slammed up roughly against the inside of her ribcage, making her wince and gasp for her breath as she slowly shoved Josh's body off of her own, making him fall down into the tub face first.

Relena swallowed thickly and placed a hand to her heart as she climbed out of the tub and carefully made her way to the door, trying not to pierce the flesh on her feet with the broken pieces of glass that laid on the ground from the bottle smashing on the sink. Just as she stepped up in front of the door, she saw one of the towels hanging on the wall hook.

She reached over for it and then brought it to her lips before throwing it across the bathroom, the towel landing on Josh's ass that was raised up into the air. Relena sighed softly and licked her blood coated lips before slowly turning to leave him and everything behind forever.

" Wipe yourself off, Josh... " she murmured softly over her shoulder as she carefully and silently made her way towards the front door to leave everything behind....

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// AC 189 \\

Just a normal day, that's all it was suppose to be on the L1 Colony as the Dorlian family paid their usual monthly visit. There family members, father, mother and small daugther, all walked through the space laboratory doors to be greeted by many of the scientists, including the very well known himself -- Dr. J.

Behind him, standing by the far wall stood a small boy the age of nine, his deep prussian blue eyes slightly narrowed as he watched from a distance as the man known as Vice Foreign Minister Dorlian shook hands briefly with Dr. J and then laughed at something the small girl beside him had said.

He scowled suddenly, his eyes transfixed on the girl's small heart shaped face, on the small full lips that were spread widely in a grin, the sweet sound of twinkling silver bells hitting his ears, making him sneer in disgust. Dr. J looked down at the small girl before turning to glance at the boy, extending a hand to the boy's direction, motioning him to step forward to greet the girl...

Flash!!

" Goodbye... Relena... " he muttered clearly as he cocked back the hammer and then pulled the trigger, letting the bullet fly at her face that stared up at him from the darkness, the cornflower blue eyes wide, filled with tears, her lips quivering from the trembling chin...

Flash!!!

// AC 199 \\

" Ahh... " nineteen year old Heero Yuy gasped loudly as he bolted up right in his bed, his firm muscles rippling from the sudden, and unexpected movement, small beads of sweat glided over the smooth flesh of his chest and rolling down his abs.

' Just a dream... ' he assured himself, then added outloud. " ....just a... nightmare.... "

Heero groaned lightly and pushed the sheets back to reveal muscular legs and a pair of silk black boxers as he slid out of the bed gracefully and slowly to make his way across the room towards the bathroom, his roommate and probably best friend, Duo Maxwell, sleeping soundlessly on the other side of the room. As Heero entered the bathroom and closed the door.

He frowned deeply as he turned the water to full blast and stripped himself of his boxers to slip into the downfall of warm water. On the other side of the bathroom door, Duo groaned and then sighed heavily as he slowly sat up in his bed, his cobalt blue eyes half lidded with sleep as he glanced about the room, smacking his lips as he ran his tongue along them slowly to get them moistened up a bit.

Duo crinkled his nose and then pushed back the navy blue covers on his bed and grabbed a white T-shirt that read The man, The legend, and arrow pointing up for man and another arrow pointing down for legend. He then quietly slipped from the room, knowing Heero was able to figure out somehow that he had already left. He slipped the T-shirt over his lean, hard body, the muscles rippling nicely and slightly as a soft draft floated through the Winner residence as he slowly made his way down to the kitchen in only a T-shirt and a pair of silk black boxers.

" Heya, Quatre! What's for breakfast? " Duo asked as he strolled into the kitchen, hand at the back of his head, scratching his neck lightly, the long dark chocolate braid swishing back and forth.

Quatre Raberba Winner glanced up from the paper he was reading to take Duo in(not THAT way either, my fellow yaoi lovers... ^_~) with a raised blonde brow, the aqua eyes twinkling, the blonde bangs in somepart of his vision of Duo.

" Well... for your information, Duo... this is not morning, this is called evening... and good evening to you too, Duo... " Quatre replied with a chuckle that lasted for a whole ten minutes.

Duo blinked and furrowed his brow, " A wha-what!? Evening? " he asked while whirling around to march up to the patio doors and stare out into the dimaond speckled sky.

Quatre nodded, folded his paper and put it down to take a sip of his orange juice, " Yes.... you missed breakfast... lunch.... snack, and most of all you missed su-- "

" Don't even say it, Winner! " Duo growled as he grabbed his stomach. " How could you let me sleep in like that? "

Quatre watched him as he walked over to the table and pulled out the chair in front of him, " Well... you did say that you didn't want to be bothered when you threw that pillow at me... it was you, not me... "

Duo pursed his lips and then sighed heavily as he reached up to bury his fingers into his scalp, " God! " he exploded. " I can't believe this... "

" Believe what? " Heero asked as he walked into the kitchen, dark green tank top in hand, his dark chocolate hair, that was as stubborn as hell, still damp from the shower and slightly ruffled up a bit, small beads of water still adorning his upper torso, sliding down the length of his arms and rolling over his abs and nipples.

Duo turned to watch him as he opened the fridge and reached inside to pull out a carton of apple juice and then walk over to the cupbroad to pull out a glass and pour himself some apple juice, " Well, if you must know, Heero... I just missed out on the three most important times of a day... "

" Oh... poor you.... " Chang Wufei mocked as he and Trowa Barton walked into the kitchen as well, Trowa walking over to stand across from Heero, Wufei walking over to the table to sit down between Quatre and Duo.

Duo stuck out his chin and then ran his thumb along it, the whole time, his eyes watching him, " You should watch what you say.... "

Wufei raised a black brow, " Is that a fact? " he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Duo nodded, " Of course! "

Quatre bit his lip and watched one man from another, " Boys, boys... will you please stop arguing? Remember... I can still kick you out, Duo... "

Duo's head snapped in his direction like a spring, " Y-you wouldn't... " he mocked.

Quatre smirked and crossed his arms over his chest, " Try me, hotshot... "

Heero rolled his eyes and then snorted as he chugged back the last of his apple juice before putting the glass into the sink and then turning to leave the little group of "boys" to their fun. Trowa watched him leave with a frown.

" Hey... Heero? " he called out, making everyone stop immediately to look at the strong looking back of Heero Yuy.

" What? " Heero asked, turning his head slightly to the side to glance at Trowa from the corner of his eye.

" Where are you going? "

Heero shrugged, " Wherever... "

" I see... " Trowa replied quietly, still studying his back.

Quatre, Wufei and Duo all watched from Trowa to Heero, to Trowa then to Heero. Duo frowned and tilted his head to the side, " Well? "

Heero turned fully to face him, " What? " he suddenly growled, his prussian blue eyes burning with some anger that obviously needed to be released.

Duo brought his hands up in defence, " Whoa... just calm down. I... forget about it, Heero. Just go back to doing what you were going to do before we stopped you... "

" Hn.... " was all Heero said as he turned and stalked from the kitchen....

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Heero rubbed his nose as he grabbed the key's to Duo's black sports car on his way to the front door. He took one last glance over his shoulder to see if anyone was following him, like they usually did, and he found no one this time. He reached out, his hand wrapping itself around the smooth handle of the front doors, and yanked the door open to nearly step on someone who laid curled in a ball, their long dirty brown hair streaked in blood that was splayed over the front step, right in front of the door.

" What the fuck.... " he muttered loudly as he blinked back his surprise, still staring down at the person laying in front of him, not noticing the pool of blood that was beginning to collect around the front of the body, until he crouched down.

Heero knitted his brows together in confusion as he stared down at the blood that was beginning to make it's way into the front hall. He suddenly reached out, slipping an arm under the neck and then an arm under the knees to lift the person into his arms as he stood up, turned around and kicked the door shut with his foot.

" Hey!! " he shouted.

" What? " came Duo's voice as he came slowly into the front hall, still in boxers and shirt.

Upon sight of the person in Heero's arms, he outstretched a hand, pointing a finger, the hand suddenly trembling for some odd reason, " H-heero... " he whispered, his voice giving out on him.

Trowa, Wufei and Quatre suddenly appeared behind Duo, their own eyes going wide as they came to a rest on the person in Heero's arms. Heero's left brow came up, shooting them a puzzled look as he slowly tore his eyes from the fright filled eyes of his comrades to slowly lower them to the face of the person in his arms. Their head was thrown to the side, a side that Heero could get a good look at.

Heero cradled the small, slim, frail body in one arm as he reached out to brush aside some of the hair from the person's face. He noticed the cuts, gashes, welts on the persons arms, the dry crusted blood making his stomach churn wildly as he swallowed thickly for some reason. His fingers, suddenly trembling themselves, brushed aside the rest of the hair and as soon as his eyes found the face, the face that he had once thought was beautiful, now stood before him as a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

" Oh.... my God... " he choked out as he stared down into the face of Relena Peacecraft, his angel of peace, the one thing that had kept him thriving all these years, the only he thought he could love, but she had ended up settling for that Joshua Reynolds guy.

Oh, how he hated him....

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Author's Note: One question.... it's about the abuse, scene 1, I believe. What did you think about it, did it actually feel like it was happening to you at that moment? What exactly were you feeling when you read it? Did you think it was... too extreme? Or did it show to you that that's how scary life really is when you're engaged to a man you didn't think would do that to you... well, not exactly what I wrote... but something close to it. Could you perhaps match up your own emotions and thoughts to Relena's when he did that to her? I know I could... thanks for the honest opinion, *Sagittarius Girl*... now I'd like to REALLY hear what you have to say about the WHOLE abuse scene.... scary, huh? Didn't expect me to write such a dark fic? ^_~ Ah well, surprises are always good... remember that... *^-^* Well... I love you, the ones who review this... "strange" story of mine... ^_~

One more thing... if you have any comments or personal things you'd like to say about this one fic, or others, then don't be afraid to drop me a line, it's not like I'm going to bite you or something.... ^_~ Leia Avenrose or you can email me at this one.... whichever one you chose, I don't matter to me, all that matters is your opinion and comments; Leia Avenrose