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boys. I wish I did though! *tear*
AN: I have this weird thing with making it HY x RP with Duo's POV. I think that it makes it interesting to watch the 'turmoil' in another character's view. I'll eventually change the POV but for the first few chapters, I think I'll stick with Duo.
Silencing Destiny (Chapter 1)
The normal life of a teenage girl usually consisted of long chats on the phone along with sleepovers with your best friends. Going out to movies, worrying about what clothes you were going to wear the next day, and how to pop that big zit before your big date. This was all stuff Relena Dorlain didn't have to worry about because she was too busy leading the life of a thirty-year-old politician who helped to promote peace. Her daily schedule was filled with long meetings and boring conferences.
The normal life of a teenage boy usually consisted of basketball games in the back alley behind the school, messing around with buds contemplating on which of you is going to score with which chick. Going to hockey and football games, guzzling down soda and belching to your fullest. Stuff like this was irrelevant to boys such as Heero Yuy, the infamous Gundam pilot. He set his own strict ground rules, following them to accordance of his missions, strictly a machine out to complete whatever task he was told. Nothing could stand in his way. His life was spur of the moment, things thrown at him from every direction; this was how he liked it.
It was chilly outside, first time since last year when the snow abruptly stopped at the end of November, strange how freezing it was but no snow would fall. It's like it absolutely refused to, not that we would want it, but isn't that what winter is about? Any way, dainty snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky that stretched over the whole city, bitter wind snapping at anyone who strayed from the comfort of their homes.
I spotted a young girl about my age, walking down the street; loneliness reeked from her, it looked as if she was put through hell and back. Golden hair was flung in her weary face, shaking hands not even attempting to move it from her eyes. As she walked past me I noticed that tears were streaming down her cheeks in glistening rivers; she had burning cerulean eyes that held so much emotion. I strode past her unnoticed, she was absorbed in her thoughts, as if captivated by something so horrible that she was in her own little world. I shrugged this off and kept walking, I had to meet the guys in a half-hour at Q-man's mansion, he was having a giant New Year's Eve party to kick off the New Year. We were all staying over there for a week, even though the party only lasted one day.
I glanced at my watch, frosted breath escaping my lips in clouds. I chuckled to myself, right on schedule. Hilde was supposed to be at this little fiasco, as well as Lieutenant Noin, Lady Une, Sally Po, Dorothy Catalonia, Milliardo Peacecraft, us five Gundam pilots, a lot of other people I don't know, and our guest of honor, Relena Dorlain.
That girl did look familiar though, oh well, I'll ask around later. Right now, I am starving, better hurry to Quatre's house before I waste away, tee hee.
I sat back in an overstuffed leather chair warming my toes next to the fire, sipping steaming hot chocolate from a painted blue clay coffee mug. Wufei had his eyes closed, calmly enjoying the quiet I had momentarily spared for him. Heero was out on the balcony, fresh air I suppose, who knows about that guy, he was always so weird. No matter, I won't let that deter me from my peace and fun. Nothing ever does actually.
"Hey guys, better get dressed, it's almost six!" Quatre's voice came from outside the room somewhere. I sighed, I always hated formal junk, I felt so confined. Wufei, without a word, just got up and left; everything around me silence, the annoying absence of sound ringing in my ears. The hallway was dark, my footsteps echoing. I smiled knowing how easily amused I got from, well, just about anything. I started a rhythm with my feet, shuffle, stomp, tap, stomp. I did this over and over, boredom flying out the window. I came to my room and got dressed, doing my little walk back down the corridor. Once I came down the stairs, I noticed that there was faint laughing and talking a little ways away. This was evidence that the party had started.
As I entered the ballroom at the top of the stairs, I noticed that Sally, Hilde, Noin, and Milliardo were already here, accompanying them was Quatre, Wu-man, and Trowa, Heero still nowhere to be found. He's as social as a rock I tell you.
Hilde spotted me and started to run up the stairs; I opened my arms and hugged her tightly. She must've been wearing vanilla perfume or something because she reminded me of frosting. Yum, food would be served soon.
"Duo," she breathed into my shirt. "You wanna dance later?" I smiled, I could never turn down this babe.
"Sure." She smiled appreciatively and released me from her grip. She looked so adorable in her strapless baby blue gown that hung below her ankles. She was almost taller than me in those high heels of hers. I walked over to the little group, the clacking of my shoes making me grin widely.
"Hola Duo," Sally greeted. "¿Que tal?" I scratched my head and threw my head back in a laugh. Sally looked at me in puzzlement.
"I only understand the simple English." I abruptly stopped laughing at the sight of Heero. He was wearing a black suit, his hair still unruly, Prussian blue eyes that were sad, a fury ravaging inside of them. I gasped, his coldness grasping me by the neck. Everybody else turned to stare at him, feeling exactly what I had. Heero walked by, nothing said or done, just the faint 'clack clack' of his shiny black dress shoes as he passed by. I scrunched my nose, confusion strangling the air. Quatre was snapped out of awe at the sound of the doorbell.
"I.I'd better go get that," he stuttered. The evening proceeded quietly until all the guests had arrived. Music was played and dinner was served, guests thoroughly enjoying themselves.
I was dancing with Hilde, her eyes locked with mine; I smiled and tore my gaze away from her. I scanned the room, noticing Heero dazedly looking out the window, moonlight neutralizing the deep coldness in him. To tell you the truth, I kind of felt sorry for him, even though he was crowned the 'Perfect Soldier' and he was still called by that name in this aura of peace. I don't know, but he deserved better than this. He needed more in his life, this wasn't cutting it, cause man, when you looked into his eyes, you just knew it, they were dead.
"Duo." Hilde's soft voice bringing me out of my train of thought.
"What babe?" I asked, my usual jubilant tone faded, she frowned.
"Are you sick or something? You're awfully quiet." I shook my head.
"Nah, I feel fine, it's just that I feel so sorry for Heero, he looks so.empty, lonely." Hilde swung me around slightly, getting a better glimpse at Heero. She exhaled loudly, warm breath tingling against my neck.
"He is lonely," she murmured. "Where's that Relena girl? Isn't she coming as the Guest of Honor?" I shrugged, the music melting away.
"I hope she does come, for her sake and his," I whispered, grabbing Hilde's hand and leading her off the dance floor. It was almost twelve o' clock; Relena still hadn't showed up. I hung my head, poor Heero. Maybe she could've at least shown up for a little to cheer him up.not that you could really tell if he was sad or anything. Quatre had turned on the large screen TV at the head of the room, 20 minutes until the large ball dropped, then it would officially be the New Year. The ball was being shown lit up, thousands of people gathered around.
"Breaking news bulletin." I blinked, seeing the serious set face of a woman newscaster. "Relena Dorlain, the current Vice Foreign Minister has been reported missing from an official meeting with the Head Chief of Peace Representatives. She was last seen in an area around Birch Street at five thirty p.m. She had reportedly walked out of the city, leaving the message 'hope' in this bank of snow." The reporter motioned behind her and the camera did a close up of the large writing. "We don't know why our dove of peace would do this, but we don't have enough sufficient evidence, please call us at the number below if you have seen her. Thank you." On the TV was a large picture of Birch Street, next to it was a different frame of Relena sitting in her office, a grin on her face, eyes filled with happiness, golden hair, wah? Was that girl? I think.
"Oh shit!" I muttered, hitting myself on the head. "I should've known it was her, I am such a stupid idiot!" Hilde shook her head.
"You don't need to state the obvious." she joked.
"Ha ha, very funny, but this isn't a laughing matter. I saw Relena walking down Birch Street when I was on my way here." Hilde's face paled at my words, a gasp escaping from her gloss slicked lips.
"She was crying."
"Who was crying?" Quatre came up from behind us and crossed his arms.
"Relena," I stated, his eyes widened.
"You saw her? Was she ok? Do you know." I cut him off before any further confusion was aroused.
"I saw her on the way to your party, she heading the other direction, and.she was.crying." the air in me had totally been pushed out, I don't know what came over me next, but I felt it hit me hard.
"Heero!" I shouted heatedly. He turned from his position near the window. "Do you even give a damn that she's missing?!" He glared at me and walked over to me, his eyes fiercely looking down in mine.
"I don't know about you," he growled, his voice extremely low, "But I promised I would protect her, yet, right when she's in the same city I'm in, I can't even find her! How do you think I feel?" I didn't back down, my anger stoking the fire.
"I don't blame her for leaving, because you're not capable of emotion. What do you mean 'feel' buddy?" Heero stared at me blankly, I gave him a dry smirk and narrowed my eyes considerably.
"You know, when I saw her, she was crying! Crying, and there's nothing you or I or for that matter, anybody can do about it! Because when you cry, you're usually sad, sad is an emotion, and you can't change that!" Heero's eyes glinted, I almost thought tears were ready to break through that impenetrable dam.
"You guys!" Quatre shouted, he held up something in his hand. I looked at Heero one last time and ran over to Quatre. His eyes were wide open, a piece of folded paper pressed between his thumb and palm.
"What is it?" I asked, waving over Wufei and Trowa, Heero had disappeared. That was just like him to disappear at such a crucial time.
"It's a note." Quatre observed; he opened it, the crisp paper crackling with reluctance. Quatre read it aloud, he barely could believe what he was reading.
"My dearest Quatre,
I am not able to make it to your wonderful party; something has just come up that I must take care of. Harold Oswald, Pine Eves. I can't tell you exactly where I am going, and I do not intend of making it back alive. Please, all of you, live a good life. I wish I could've said goodbye personally.but I am doing what I have to do. Quatre, you are such a good friend, I wish I could've talked with you more; so much to say besides chatting about those stuffy politicians. Milliardo, I hope that one day you will forgive me for my idiocy. Dorothy, war is not beautiful if you have to hate. Noin, I hope you have a nice wedding, I sincerely wish I could attend it. Sally, keep well, and keep an eye on Heero for me, if he is still how I used to know him, he might try doing something stupid...I mean that in the nicest possible way. Hilde, I know I only met you on Libra but you are the strongest woman I have ever had the pleasure to meet, you are so determined; you are truly a messenger of peace. Lady Une, I forgive you for killing my father, as they say, two wrongs don't make a right. I didn't shoot you because you have a good heart, I will say hello to Treize for you. Heero, I thank you for all you have given me, I'm sorry I couldn't give much back in return. I trust you, I believe you. Now it's time for me to say goodbye, I will always keep you in my heart, Heero Yuy. Just let me keep loving you. For the other Gundam pilots, you are brave, keep your strength. This is it, wish me luck, adieu!
Sincerely,
Relena Dorlain"
Silence was among everybody, I really had no clue what this girl was up to. I scratched my head, hope.what did this all mean?
"Hope!" I suddenly shouted. Quizzical stares were shot directly at me, I grinned widely, "I know what this means!" Quatre's eyes lit up, demanding me to tell them what I was thinking.
"Harold Oswald! Pine Eves! It's an acronym! Duh!" Quatre rolled his eyes.
"Why didn't I think of that?" he hit himself lightly on the head. Uneasy sighs of relief flooded the room, music still played while people still laughed in carefree bliss.
"There was one person that she didn't say goodbye to in her letter that she is very close with." Dorothy pointed out.
"Who?" Trowa spoke, the first time in a long time.
"Her mother?" Quatre suggested.
"No, too obvious." Dorothy's brow furrowed. "It's her limo driver, what's his name? Paegan, that's it." Quatre nodded in agreement. Wufei cocked his head to one side, his eyes focused on something behind us. I turned my head; there she was, standing in a dark crimson, satin, spaghetti strap dress, Relena. I swear I did a double take, as if I was seeing a ghost or something. Gasps were heard all around the ballroom, her name being murmured as if she was a famous movie star. She advanced toward us, her shimmering locks done up in a tight bun, flowy dress politely accenting the delicate curves of her lithe frame.
"Salutations," her voice pleasant in every aspect. "I am so glad I could attend this delightful party of yours." We were silent, dumbfounded, was this some kind of sad trick she was playing on us. If it was, it sure fooled me.
"Is everything, ok?" she asked softly. My eyes practically bulged out, 'Ok?! Ok?! Here we thought you were TOAST!' My mind was screaming, but I looked at her coolly and nodded. Quatre shakily thrust out the note into her face, she took it and read it over. I was eager to hear what she had to say about this.
"I have no idea what this is about. Anybody could've written it." she handed the note back to Quatre, I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.
"Were you walking down Birch Avenue?" I questioned. She shook her head, but somehow I wasn't sure if she was telling the truth.
"You have no female siblings?" I pressed, hoping I could squeeze and answer from her. Her resistance was strong, or maybe she was telling the truth.
"Nope, I just came from a meeting. I'm so sorry I came at such an hour," she briefly bowed her head in reverence and sighed. "Would you like to dance Mr. Maxwell?" I grinned and took her delicate hand.
"Duo," she whispered as we glided around the floor to soft relaxing music. She returned a smile and laid her head onto my shoulder. "Where's Heero? Didn't he say he was going to be here?" I shook my head in disappointment, that guy, what would we do with him? Without him for that matter.
"He was here, but something came up." I could feel her frown, the air around us swirling with tension.
"Oh, he's always so.busy, I guess. Compulsive," Relena murmured, the music halted to a smooth stop.
"Thank you for the dance," she said softly. I beamed and told her no problem. She sauntered off the dance floor, head bowed solemnly. Hilde suddenly appeared at my side, her eyes demanding to know what just happened. She glanced over at Relena's figure as it drifted away into the shadows.
"It's Heero, isn't it?" her voice austere and colorless; I could only nod my head. To me, life was like a big juicy soap opera, what would happen next, only time knew.
"Why can't they both admit it?" I rubbed my eyes tiredly and took Hilde's arm; we walked back, talking to each other in hushed voices. I shot my stare to the window, a shadow prominently standing out from the rest, I could only guess who this particular shadow belonged to. The shadow soon melded along with the others, leaving no other traces of life.
"What are you up to Heero? What are you up to?"
AN: Well, I guess this was 'preliminary', but hey, it's still getting worked on! It's slightly confusing but I think you'll be able to grasp it. ^_^ Reviews would be appreciated, but nothing harsh please. I've been writing for a long time, but haven't really posted anything. So, WAHHHHHHHH! ^_~ (P.S. I don't know what happened, but the paragraphs got clumped together, I re-uploaded it to see if it would work this time! So.let's see!)
AN: I have this weird thing with making it HY x RP with Duo's POV. I think that it makes it interesting to watch the 'turmoil' in another character's view. I'll eventually change the POV but for the first few chapters, I think I'll stick with Duo.
Silencing Destiny (Chapter 1)
The normal life of a teenage girl usually consisted of long chats on the phone along with sleepovers with your best friends. Going out to movies, worrying about what clothes you were going to wear the next day, and how to pop that big zit before your big date. This was all stuff Relena Dorlain didn't have to worry about because she was too busy leading the life of a thirty-year-old politician who helped to promote peace. Her daily schedule was filled with long meetings and boring conferences.
The normal life of a teenage boy usually consisted of basketball games in the back alley behind the school, messing around with buds contemplating on which of you is going to score with which chick. Going to hockey and football games, guzzling down soda and belching to your fullest. Stuff like this was irrelevant to boys such as Heero Yuy, the infamous Gundam pilot. He set his own strict ground rules, following them to accordance of his missions, strictly a machine out to complete whatever task he was told. Nothing could stand in his way. His life was spur of the moment, things thrown at him from every direction; this was how he liked it.
It was chilly outside, first time since last year when the snow abruptly stopped at the end of November, strange how freezing it was but no snow would fall. It's like it absolutely refused to, not that we would want it, but isn't that what winter is about? Any way, dainty snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky that stretched over the whole city, bitter wind snapping at anyone who strayed from the comfort of their homes.
I spotted a young girl about my age, walking down the street; loneliness reeked from her, it looked as if she was put through hell and back. Golden hair was flung in her weary face, shaking hands not even attempting to move it from her eyes. As she walked past me I noticed that tears were streaming down her cheeks in glistening rivers; she had burning cerulean eyes that held so much emotion. I strode past her unnoticed, she was absorbed in her thoughts, as if captivated by something so horrible that she was in her own little world. I shrugged this off and kept walking, I had to meet the guys in a half-hour at Q-man's mansion, he was having a giant New Year's Eve party to kick off the New Year. We were all staying over there for a week, even though the party only lasted one day.
I glanced at my watch, frosted breath escaping my lips in clouds. I chuckled to myself, right on schedule. Hilde was supposed to be at this little fiasco, as well as Lieutenant Noin, Lady Une, Sally Po, Dorothy Catalonia, Milliardo Peacecraft, us five Gundam pilots, a lot of other people I don't know, and our guest of honor, Relena Dorlain.
That girl did look familiar though, oh well, I'll ask around later. Right now, I am starving, better hurry to Quatre's house before I waste away, tee hee.
I sat back in an overstuffed leather chair warming my toes next to the fire, sipping steaming hot chocolate from a painted blue clay coffee mug. Wufei had his eyes closed, calmly enjoying the quiet I had momentarily spared for him. Heero was out on the balcony, fresh air I suppose, who knows about that guy, he was always so weird. No matter, I won't let that deter me from my peace and fun. Nothing ever does actually.
"Hey guys, better get dressed, it's almost six!" Quatre's voice came from outside the room somewhere. I sighed, I always hated formal junk, I felt so confined. Wufei, without a word, just got up and left; everything around me silence, the annoying absence of sound ringing in my ears. The hallway was dark, my footsteps echoing. I smiled knowing how easily amused I got from, well, just about anything. I started a rhythm with my feet, shuffle, stomp, tap, stomp. I did this over and over, boredom flying out the window. I came to my room and got dressed, doing my little walk back down the corridor. Once I came down the stairs, I noticed that there was faint laughing and talking a little ways away. This was evidence that the party had started.
As I entered the ballroom at the top of the stairs, I noticed that Sally, Hilde, Noin, and Milliardo were already here, accompanying them was Quatre, Wu-man, and Trowa, Heero still nowhere to be found. He's as social as a rock I tell you.
Hilde spotted me and started to run up the stairs; I opened my arms and hugged her tightly. She must've been wearing vanilla perfume or something because she reminded me of frosting. Yum, food would be served soon.
"Duo," she breathed into my shirt. "You wanna dance later?" I smiled, I could never turn down this babe.
"Sure." She smiled appreciatively and released me from her grip. She looked so adorable in her strapless baby blue gown that hung below her ankles. She was almost taller than me in those high heels of hers. I walked over to the little group, the clacking of my shoes making me grin widely.
"Hola Duo," Sally greeted. "¿Que tal?" I scratched my head and threw my head back in a laugh. Sally looked at me in puzzlement.
"I only understand the simple English." I abruptly stopped laughing at the sight of Heero. He was wearing a black suit, his hair still unruly, Prussian blue eyes that were sad, a fury ravaging inside of them. I gasped, his coldness grasping me by the neck. Everybody else turned to stare at him, feeling exactly what I had. Heero walked by, nothing said or done, just the faint 'clack clack' of his shiny black dress shoes as he passed by. I scrunched my nose, confusion strangling the air. Quatre was snapped out of awe at the sound of the doorbell.
"I.I'd better go get that," he stuttered. The evening proceeded quietly until all the guests had arrived. Music was played and dinner was served, guests thoroughly enjoying themselves.
I was dancing with Hilde, her eyes locked with mine; I smiled and tore my gaze away from her. I scanned the room, noticing Heero dazedly looking out the window, moonlight neutralizing the deep coldness in him. To tell you the truth, I kind of felt sorry for him, even though he was crowned the 'Perfect Soldier' and he was still called by that name in this aura of peace. I don't know, but he deserved better than this. He needed more in his life, this wasn't cutting it, cause man, when you looked into his eyes, you just knew it, they were dead.
"Duo." Hilde's soft voice bringing me out of my train of thought.
"What babe?" I asked, my usual jubilant tone faded, she frowned.
"Are you sick or something? You're awfully quiet." I shook my head.
"Nah, I feel fine, it's just that I feel so sorry for Heero, he looks so.empty, lonely." Hilde swung me around slightly, getting a better glimpse at Heero. She exhaled loudly, warm breath tingling against my neck.
"He is lonely," she murmured. "Where's that Relena girl? Isn't she coming as the Guest of Honor?" I shrugged, the music melting away.
"I hope she does come, for her sake and his," I whispered, grabbing Hilde's hand and leading her off the dance floor. It was almost twelve o' clock; Relena still hadn't showed up. I hung my head, poor Heero. Maybe she could've at least shown up for a little to cheer him up.not that you could really tell if he was sad or anything. Quatre had turned on the large screen TV at the head of the room, 20 minutes until the large ball dropped, then it would officially be the New Year. The ball was being shown lit up, thousands of people gathered around.
"Breaking news bulletin." I blinked, seeing the serious set face of a woman newscaster. "Relena Dorlain, the current Vice Foreign Minister has been reported missing from an official meeting with the Head Chief of Peace Representatives. She was last seen in an area around Birch Street at five thirty p.m. She had reportedly walked out of the city, leaving the message 'hope' in this bank of snow." The reporter motioned behind her and the camera did a close up of the large writing. "We don't know why our dove of peace would do this, but we don't have enough sufficient evidence, please call us at the number below if you have seen her. Thank you." On the TV was a large picture of Birch Street, next to it was a different frame of Relena sitting in her office, a grin on her face, eyes filled with happiness, golden hair, wah? Was that girl? I think.
"Oh shit!" I muttered, hitting myself on the head. "I should've known it was her, I am such a stupid idiot!" Hilde shook her head.
"You don't need to state the obvious." she joked.
"Ha ha, very funny, but this isn't a laughing matter. I saw Relena walking down Birch Street when I was on my way here." Hilde's face paled at my words, a gasp escaping from her gloss slicked lips.
"She was crying."
"Who was crying?" Quatre came up from behind us and crossed his arms.
"Relena," I stated, his eyes widened.
"You saw her? Was she ok? Do you know." I cut him off before any further confusion was aroused.
"I saw her on the way to your party, she heading the other direction, and.she was.crying." the air in me had totally been pushed out, I don't know what came over me next, but I felt it hit me hard.
"Heero!" I shouted heatedly. He turned from his position near the window. "Do you even give a damn that she's missing?!" He glared at me and walked over to me, his eyes fiercely looking down in mine.
"I don't know about you," he growled, his voice extremely low, "But I promised I would protect her, yet, right when she's in the same city I'm in, I can't even find her! How do you think I feel?" I didn't back down, my anger stoking the fire.
"I don't blame her for leaving, because you're not capable of emotion. What do you mean 'feel' buddy?" Heero stared at me blankly, I gave him a dry smirk and narrowed my eyes considerably.
"You know, when I saw her, she was crying! Crying, and there's nothing you or I or for that matter, anybody can do about it! Because when you cry, you're usually sad, sad is an emotion, and you can't change that!" Heero's eyes glinted, I almost thought tears were ready to break through that impenetrable dam.
"You guys!" Quatre shouted, he held up something in his hand. I looked at Heero one last time and ran over to Quatre. His eyes were wide open, a piece of folded paper pressed between his thumb and palm.
"What is it?" I asked, waving over Wufei and Trowa, Heero had disappeared. That was just like him to disappear at such a crucial time.
"It's a note." Quatre observed; he opened it, the crisp paper crackling with reluctance. Quatre read it aloud, he barely could believe what he was reading.
"My dearest Quatre,
I am not able to make it to your wonderful party; something has just come up that I must take care of. Harold Oswald, Pine Eves. I can't tell you exactly where I am going, and I do not intend of making it back alive. Please, all of you, live a good life. I wish I could've said goodbye personally.but I am doing what I have to do. Quatre, you are such a good friend, I wish I could've talked with you more; so much to say besides chatting about those stuffy politicians. Milliardo, I hope that one day you will forgive me for my idiocy. Dorothy, war is not beautiful if you have to hate. Noin, I hope you have a nice wedding, I sincerely wish I could attend it. Sally, keep well, and keep an eye on Heero for me, if he is still how I used to know him, he might try doing something stupid...I mean that in the nicest possible way. Hilde, I know I only met you on Libra but you are the strongest woman I have ever had the pleasure to meet, you are so determined; you are truly a messenger of peace. Lady Une, I forgive you for killing my father, as they say, two wrongs don't make a right. I didn't shoot you because you have a good heart, I will say hello to Treize for you. Heero, I thank you for all you have given me, I'm sorry I couldn't give much back in return. I trust you, I believe you. Now it's time for me to say goodbye, I will always keep you in my heart, Heero Yuy. Just let me keep loving you. For the other Gundam pilots, you are brave, keep your strength. This is it, wish me luck, adieu!
Sincerely,
Relena Dorlain"
Silence was among everybody, I really had no clue what this girl was up to. I scratched my head, hope.what did this all mean?
"Hope!" I suddenly shouted. Quizzical stares were shot directly at me, I grinned widely, "I know what this means!" Quatre's eyes lit up, demanding me to tell them what I was thinking.
"Harold Oswald! Pine Eves! It's an acronym! Duh!" Quatre rolled his eyes.
"Why didn't I think of that?" he hit himself lightly on the head. Uneasy sighs of relief flooded the room, music still played while people still laughed in carefree bliss.
"There was one person that she didn't say goodbye to in her letter that she is very close with." Dorothy pointed out.
"Who?" Trowa spoke, the first time in a long time.
"Her mother?" Quatre suggested.
"No, too obvious." Dorothy's brow furrowed. "It's her limo driver, what's his name? Paegan, that's it." Quatre nodded in agreement. Wufei cocked his head to one side, his eyes focused on something behind us. I turned my head; there she was, standing in a dark crimson, satin, spaghetti strap dress, Relena. I swear I did a double take, as if I was seeing a ghost or something. Gasps were heard all around the ballroom, her name being murmured as if she was a famous movie star. She advanced toward us, her shimmering locks done up in a tight bun, flowy dress politely accenting the delicate curves of her lithe frame.
"Salutations," her voice pleasant in every aspect. "I am so glad I could attend this delightful party of yours." We were silent, dumbfounded, was this some kind of sad trick she was playing on us. If it was, it sure fooled me.
"Is everything, ok?" she asked softly. My eyes practically bulged out, 'Ok?! Ok?! Here we thought you were TOAST!' My mind was screaming, but I looked at her coolly and nodded. Quatre shakily thrust out the note into her face, she took it and read it over. I was eager to hear what she had to say about this.
"I have no idea what this is about. Anybody could've written it." she handed the note back to Quatre, I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.
"Were you walking down Birch Avenue?" I questioned. She shook her head, but somehow I wasn't sure if she was telling the truth.
"You have no female siblings?" I pressed, hoping I could squeeze and answer from her. Her resistance was strong, or maybe she was telling the truth.
"Nope, I just came from a meeting. I'm so sorry I came at such an hour," she briefly bowed her head in reverence and sighed. "Would you like to dance Mr. Maxwell?" I grinned and took her delicate hand.
"Duo," she whispered as we glided around the floor to soft relaxing music. She returned a smile and laid her head onto my shoulder. "Where's Heero? Didn't he say he was going to be here?" I shook my head in disappointment, that guy, what would we do with him? Without him for that matter.
"He was here, but something came up." I could feel her frown, the air around us swirling with tension.
"Oh, he's always so.busy, I guess. Compulsive," Relena murmured, the music halted to a smooth stop.
"Thank you for the dance," she said softly. I beamed and told her no problem. She sauntered off the dance floor, head bowed solemnly. Hilde suddenly appeared at my side, her eyes demanding to know what just happened. She glanced over at Relena's figure as it drifted away into the shadows.
"It's Heero, isn't it?" her voice austere and colorless; I could only nod my head. To me, life was like a big juicy soap opera, what would happen next, only time knew.
"Why can't they both admit it?" I rubbed my eyes tiredly and took Hilde's arm; we walked back, talking to each other in hushed voices. I shot my stare to the window, a shadow prominently standing out from the rest, I could only guess who this particular shadow belonged to. The shadow soon melded along with the others, leaving no other traces of life.
"What are you up to Heero? What are you up to?"
AN: Well, I guess this was 'preliminary', but hey, it's still getting worked on! It's slightly confusing but I think you'll be able to grasp it. ^_^ Reviews would be appreciated, but nothing harsh please. I've been writing for a long time, but haven't really posted anything. So, WAHHHHHHHH! ^_~ (P.S. I don't know what happened, but the paragraphs got clumped together, I re-uploaded it to see if it would work this time! So.let's see!)