My Enigma
By shana
I sat at my desk reading countless documents sent to me by my many assistants. I could hardly concentrate. Again, my mind wandered to that boy- that man- Heero Yuy. He remains an enigma to me. Heartless, fearless, selfless, he is…inhuman. He has no soul, no value to himself. He's the perfect soldier, so uncaring. Is there a man beneath the façade? Who is Heero Yuy?
So there I sat, thinking about the mysterious man. He was my enigma. I remember it was dark and the stars were out. All of my assistants were home and I was almost finished.
It was then that a shadow filled my doorframe, a shadow that resembled a man, a man named Heero Yuy. And with a murmur of his signature sentence, "I'm going to kill you," he walked in, a gun outstretched in his hand.
"Relena Peacecraft Darlian, I'm going to kill you."
I stared at him blankly, but not in a shocked manner. I had foreseen this. I had planned for this. But what happened next, I didn't plan for.
Apparently, Heero didn't either.
With strength that few had, he pushed me against the wall, the gun pressed to my temple. I gasped in excitement, my heart positively racing. With a clang to the floor, the gun fell. A supernatural silence overtook us.
His strong, hot body pressed me further into the wall. With force and passion that I'd never experienced, he kissed me, pressing his fiery lips into mine. His whole body trembled with an unquenchable desire that I alone could give him. My Heero, for the first time, felt love.
We continued, passion crazed, our bodies getting hotter and thirsty for something more. He made a move to unbutton my blouse, but I pulled my tongue out of his mouth and told him firmly, "No."
I wasn't ready yet, and he seemed to respect it because his hand slides to its spot on my back and his tongue goes back in my mouth.
But before I can control my own actions, his shirt is off to my doing and his muscular chest is pressing harder into me, pushing my body into his.
One thing led to another, and a few hours later you could find us on top of the couch in my office, clammy and sleeping. The gun lay on the floor, forgotten, a few meters away but neither of us cared. Random articles of clothing lay scattered across the floor.
When I awoke, he had his pants, and he was changing. I watched him, his muscles contouring to his every move.
His body was beautiful, like a Greek god, chiseled and rock-hard. It made me hungry with passion just to look at him. But he was leaving me, my Heero was. He was leaving me to battle.
I knew I had defeated him, taken him from his duty. His duty to kill me, anyway. So as I sat, watching him change, I realized that I was in even more danger than before. I was no longer in love with a Gundam pilot; one was my lover. Now Heero wasn't the only one who wanted to kill me, but all of his enemies did too.
My heart raced faster just thinking about it. I became fearless. I'd found my cause, my purpose. I would avenge my fathers' death and protect Heero Yuy any way I could. I would save my perfect soldier from an inevitable warrior's death.
I would save him from the battle he couldn't win.
Maybe then I could discover that my perfect soldier has a heart, a mind, a soul. Maybe then I could discover that my perfect solider cares about me. Maybe then I could discover that we could love one another.
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own these characters? No, I don't. Sunrise, Senshi and the creators do.
Thanks to Figgy for beta-ing for me. I got out of my time warp! Yay!