A Strawberry and Vanilla Swirl

Prologue



Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing characters in this story. Really. No, I'm serious. Yeah.

A/N: In case you were wondering. This story's HYxRP and QW+RP. I have a personal liking for that pairing (*cough* ep. 33 *cough*) Anyways, on with the story…



The news went earth and space wide last week. Relena couldn't believe it. If she thought she was popular before… She was twenty years old and two months pregnant.

Some nurse had spilled it all to her news reporter friend. So now everyone knew — she thought. She really wondered if 'Daddy' knew. She hadn't seen head or tail of him, so he probably didn't. She wondered what he would think.

She shook her head. She didn't care what he thought -- this was all his fault. Okay, so it wasn't… that was just something she told herself when she got fed up. She was lying to herself again.

Actually, she really did care. She hadn't seen him in a long time. She missed him and felt a little lonely without him around. He didn't talk to others much, but he'd talk to her. She missed the warm feeling he brought her.

Relena was sitting on her large bed. She hugged her knees to her chest and wished she could feel his strong arms wrapping around her to comfort her. A tear came to her eyes as she whispered, "Heero."

A knock at the door startled her. She lifted her head up to it, but didn't make a move for it.

"Miss Relena," came Pagan's voice.

She sighed and told him he could come in. It was of no surprise to her that Pagan was there for her. She could really count on him; he was sort of like a grandfather to her.

Pagan stood at the doorway. "Miss Relena, dinner is ready."

Relena nodded. "Thank you, Pagan."

"Yes," Pagan said and began to shut the door before Relena stopped him.

"Pagan!"

"Miss Relena?"

"…Do you think I'm an idiot for what I've gotten myself into?"

Pagan smiled at her. "Miss Relena, as you grow older you will see that everyone makes mistakes they regret. This is all just a lesson in life for you."

Relena rested her chin on her knees as she thought about what he had said. Pagan nodded and left, closing the door behind him.

'Some lesson in life,' Relena thought. 'Why couldn't I learn something else – like sewing?"

Relena was hungry, but she didn't want to get up; she was more tired. She lied down onto her bed. She proved to be more tired than she thought as her eyelids became tired and she drifted off to sleep.

Her dream ended up taking her back to how she got this way. It was raining outside and Heero came to her the usual way –her balcony. That was the reason she always kept it unlocked, and that was the reason he always got mad at her for lack of protection.

She sat at the edge of her bed as he paced in front of her, lecturing her about locking her balcony door. But then, out of nowhere, he stopped. His hair and clothes dripping wet onto the carpet. He told her that she had to be careful… because she cared for her.

The dream wasn't as detailed as the real version. They soon ended up in bed. He stayed with her for almost two weeks. Then, he left without warning her. He left her right there. That was two months ago.

***

Rashid walked up and down the same hall three times. When he couldn't find his young master he decided – for some reason – he was in his room.

Walking down the hallway to Quatre's room he could faintly hear a sound coming from his door, which made him pick up his pace. When he pushed Quatre's door open a little, he saw the blond stuffing clothes into a bag.

"Master Quatre, where are you going?"

"Hello Rashid," Quatre greeted. "I'm going to earth."

Rashid looked surprised. "Earth, huh? What for?"

Quatre looked down. "Truthfully? I've heard about Miss Relena's condition. I think she needs a shoulder to lean on."

"I see," Rashid replied. "So you're going to drop everything and leave?"

"I have no one to meet with. All the papers I need to go over are in my bag."

Quatre zipped the bag up. "Miss Relena is my friend. I have to go help her out – just for a little while." He looked Rashid in the eye. "Wouldn't you?"

Rashid slowly smiled at Quatre's determination. He was sure all of this wasn't coming from just friendship. "Would you like someone to go with you?"

"No Rashid," Quatre replied. "I'll be fine by myself. Thanks, though. I don't really wish to make a big announcement about it."

Rashid nodded, understanding. He turned to leave.

"Uh… Rashid?"

"Yes, Master Quatre?"

"You wouldn't be able to get me on a plane – would you?"

"I will call," Rashid replied. He then left.

Quatre turned his eyes back down to his bag. "I'm sorry to hear about your unexpected surprise, Miss Relena. Everything will be okay; don't worry. And I bet I have a hunch at who the father could be."

The End of the prologue

Why do I have a feeling this won't look good on FF.net after I've done this in Word? Anyways, you can't make much out of this, I know. I'm almost done typing up the first chapter (

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