'She did it, I can't believe it, but she did it again. How the hell does she do it?'
"Heero, will you please get out of the pink place!" whispered Relena. She turned to look at him again, his untouchable dark brown hair framing his face, it almost made her miss the pair of Prussian blue eyes hiding under the mass. She melted again and felt a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach. Or, maybe that was her lunch. Flipping her golden tresses, Relena stared at his unusual expression, she knew he was there, again! But really he did look quite cute, that is whilst his mind mists over with emotions. Sighing, she moved forward creasing her dress slightly and watched his expression change as she gently placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
Turning to look at her, he realised she had been staring at him, her eyes had a deep look of understanding, controlling his emotion to blush, he could see she was trying hard not to laugh at where he had been. So instead of scolding her, he tried his best to make her blush. Pushing his seat backwards carefully he stood up and turned to the princess beside him, and offered his hand. Watching her surprised expression, he gently pulled her towards him and led her to the middle of the room.
Noticing all the people around them, a long white dressed, Relena silently blushed as Heero with his formal black sleeved arms, wrapped around her, slowly dipped her into a sweet tantalising kiss. Pushing his tongue out of her mouth, she kept her lips sealed and switched the curve of her smile into a queer smirk, with a slight mock of courage.
With nothing but revenge in his mind, Heero absent-mindedly forgot his situation and, at a moment too late found nothing but a limp lifeless body of royal, in his pacifist drenched horror.