Author's Notes: This ficcie is mostly 'bout Relena and her life before she met Heero. I doubt that any of you will be interested in this fic, seeing that none of the Gundam Wing pplz will be in it…well, except of course Relena, Pagan, her Mom and Dad...and MAYBE Dr. J and Heero might make a small appearance in this thing. There will another fanfic of mine that links to the writng found here, it's called Love and Other Four Letter Words…please look that up, if you wish to do so.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything 'cept my own original characters…and the plot…
Now and Then-Prologue-
Seventeen-year old Relena Peacecraft Darlian sat bent over an opened album on her queen-sized bed, the moonlight shedding light through her bedroom window.
She was alone, her personal bodyguard, Heero Yuy, stood outside, on alert. Normally, he would've been in her room, protecting her there, but she requested some time to be by herself.
He left, without any debate.
After he left, Relena walked over to her enormous close, big enough to fit about 10 people, and retrieved a pale blue album from a top shelf. She held it firmly as she walked over towards her bed and placed herself on the mattress. The teenager delicately opened the book, as if she were afraid the object might disintegrate and be lost forever. After moments of gazing at various pictures, the Prime Foreign Minister began to gently trace the photos of her old album, and the faces of people seen in them.
She sighed quietly, remembering the memories. Smiling a bit wistfully, too.
She wondered if the people in her pictures ever thought of her…if they ever missed her presence in their lives…like she missed them, sometimes.
Studying every detail of her photos, Relena solemnly thought how distant every memory seemed, regardless if the pictures were taken only few years before.
So much happened to her in that little time.
So much.
It didn't even give her any time to think about the people, the life, she would have to leave behind when she took on the title as Relena Peacecraft, Queen of the World, and then Vice-Foreign Minister, and now Prime Foreign Minister…
Relena could feel tears flooding her eyes, her vision becoming fuzzy, and her cheeks and nose beginning to flush with redness.
She missed her old life. She missed her old friends. She missed being a normal teenager.
She missed Aaron. And Christian. And Riley.
She missed everything.
But most of all, she missed her Father.
True, she found happiness and joy doing her job, knowing she was doing her best to improve humanity and provide a safer haven for the people of Earth and the Colonies.
But sometimes, she felt a horrid emptiness within herself…and when she tried to find something to fill up that emptiness, all she could seem to find was sadness.
Sadness and regret.
A small sob threatened to erupt from her throat, but she forced it down, even though tears had already begun to stream down her ivory face. Her teardrops landed on her cherished pictures—the only thing Relena had to help her remember the good times she had years ago with her friends, past boyfriends, beloved cousins and aunts and uncles, and her late Father.
She closed the book, laid back on her bed, and she curled up into a tight ball, her book of memories clutched tightly in her arms.
She continued to cry, and this time, she let her small sobs and sniffles echo throughout her vacant room.
She didn't care if anyone heard them from outside her bedroom doors. She didn't. Times like these, she didn't give a damn about being "strong"…she didn't give a flying damn! As a human being, Relena needed consoling sometimes, and she found it in crying herself to sleep.
To her, every tear that she shed equaled one of her many deep, bitter sorrows. Excreting the tears, helped ease the pain, a little—even if it was just for a short period of time.
Soon, the 17-year old beauty did fall asleep, vivid dreams invading her in her slumber.
A/N waddya think? I'm rather proud of this chapter…R/R!!!! pwetti pweese? (I honestly don't think I'll get many reviews for this one, tho)
~I know what you (the readers) are prolli thinking: Relena so does not act like that! (Either that or Damn, this fic sucks XP) …Now, I know that Relena's a bit OOC, but c'mon…she desperately NEEDS to loosen up a little. I like her, an' all—don't get me wrong…but I would like her even MORE if she'd stop being SO boring ALL the damn time!!! …all I have to say. R/R!!!!