AnimeCat: What if.....Heero and Relena had met once before in a past life? I know this has probably been done...but I really can't be sure. I've seen Trowa and Quatre reincarnation stories, but not this. Whatever. Here's a non-yaoi I've been promising forever. GOMEN!! People really like the SG yaoi trilogy I'm working on, and then I have the other series I'm starting...damn. I'm booked. And I think I'm really pushing it. I'll cut this story into chapters, but I promise they'll only be a few days apart in posting. I type fast.
I repeat: What if Heero and Relena had met before, long ago? In the time long before the colonies, long before you and I? Perhaps in the Civil War? What if they had fallen in love? Awwwwwww!
This is alt. universe. If you can't figure that out on your own...you need help. FAST.
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Only Meeting And Parting, Again And Again
1755 A.D.
*Look outside*
Relena glanced out the carriage windows.
*See the world beyond?*
She nodded at her imaginary voice.
*Isn't it beautiful?*
"It is." She agreed.
*And you can't be part of it*
"No I can't." She acknowledged harshly, staring down at the lace fan in her hands.
"Relena?" Her brother teased. "Talking to yourself again?"
Relena looked up, startled. She said nothing.
"You'll talk to yourself but not to me? How rude."
"I just wish I could be outside today, that's all, Milliardo." Relena sighed softly.
"That's a little too bad, little sister. We have functions to attend to."
"*You* have functions, I don't know why you take me along." Relena said coldly. She looked out her window again at the passing people. "I'm lonely, brother."
"You have plenty of friends." Milliardo argued.
"Your friends." Relena corrected. "You think I care for your fiance, the neighbors, perhaps?"
"What about Lucrezia's sister, Hilde? Haven't you made friends with her?" Milliardo asked. Relena waved her hand in an impatient gesture.
"Twittering little prat. I could care less about her little adventures with that Maxwell fellow."
"Lord Trieze's neice? His daughter?(1)"
"No and no." Relena looked back to the street. She searched the faces. Maybe a childhood friend was concealed among them...? Instead of a friend, she cast her eyes on a stranger. "Milliardo...who is that?" She pointed to the young man with wild dark hair and intense cobalt eyes. Milliardo searched the crowd.
"Oh, him. Heero something. Just moved to town, I suppose. I think he's the Maxwell boy's half brother by some woman. Rumor has it she had three sons, and married not one of their fathers(1)."
"Dreadful." Relena copied the snobbish voice, though she hadn't any idea what Milliardo had said. Her thoughts were occupied by a certain dark-haired stranger.... "Heero." She said softly. Her face grew warm. She liked the way his name rolled on her tongue. "Heero...something." She grinned.
"What are you thinking, Relena?" Milliardo asked, not really liking Relena's expression.
"Maybe I should stop by afterwards, and take him a welcoming present." Relena said softly.
"If he's anything like his brother, you won't be the only one." Milliardo snorted. Relena shot him a sharp look.
"Don't be so quick to judge, brother dear." She said coldly. "He might be a perfectly nice gentleman."
"Or a total snake." He gestured to Heero again, and Relena saw him enter the saloon. Her heart fell for a moment, but a moment later he emerged, his brother leaning on him drunkenly for support. He hadn't gone in for a drink after all! Relena realized happily.
"One more for sha road...Hee--hic!--ro! C'mon..." The Maxwell boy was slurring.
"No." Heero said firmly.
"Pleash--hic!--?" The Maxwell boy begged weakly, smiling.
"No. YOu're dead drunk. You need coffee."
"I'm --hic!-- fine...Hee--" He then passed out. Heero groaned and lifted his brother up and carried him away.
"See?" Relena said triumphantly, smiling. The carriage finally moved away from the street. "He's a gentleman."
"Either that or he's the kind that doesn't drink until after five." Milliardo continued, unconvinced. Relena ignored him and looked for the stranger a final time. Her dark crystal eyes met his dark cobalt ones for only a moment, but Relena felt a strange warmth down to her toes. Then the carriage moved on, and Heero took a different street.
*Heero...*
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A.C. 195
"Did you see?" The boy snarled.
"See what?" She asked, bewildered. She could hear the wail of an ambulance behind her. "Try not to move, the ambulance is on its way."
He pressed something on his chest, and with a fairly loud Bang! and some smoke, his body was thrown several feet from hers. When she looked up, the boy was gone, and the paramedics were lying around, looking confused. The ambulance was gone. She ran back up to the street in time to see the ambulance speeding the the other direction.
*Where...* She thought.
"My name..." She said softly, holding out her hand.
*Where have I seen that boy before?*
"My name is Relena Dorlan. What's yours?"
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AnimeCat: Weeeeeeelllllllll???? Whatcha think? Here's chapter one of Meeting And Parting, Again And Again. My first *Real* Hy+RP fic.
1- I made people related if they looked alike. My mother can't see the difference between Heero and Duo, so I figured I could do that. And personally, I think Quatre and Duo could be twins with the right haircuts and some contacts. Trowa and Wufei come in later as close friends. This isn't a yaoi! Sorry. Believe me, its a stretch for me, too. Treize's neice is Dorothy, and his daughter is of course Mariemaia. Lets just say Une is her mom. I'm not getting into the whole Leila Barton thing. Besides, my VCR is broken and I can't see the rest of the Endless Waltz till Xmas.
Ja ne! Review or I'll never finish this thing!!
I repeat: What if Heero and Relena had met before, long ago? In the time long before the colonies, long before you and I? Perhaps in the Civil War? What if they had fallen in love? Awwwwwww!
This is alt. universe. If you can't figure that out on your own...you need help. FAST.
@-------
Only Meeting And Parting, Again And Again
1755 A.D.
*Look outside*
Relena glanced out the carriage windows.
*See the world beyond?*
She nodded at her imaginary voice.
*Isn't it beautiful?*
"It is." She agreed.
*And you can't be part of it*
"No I can't." She acknowledged harshly, staring down at the lace fan in her hands.
"Relena?" Her brother teased. "Talking to yourself again?"
Relena looked up, startled. She said nothing.
"You'll talk to yourself but not to me? How rude."
"I just wish I could be outside today, that's all, Milliardo." Relena sighed softly.
"That's a little too bad, little sister. We have functions to attend to."
"*You* have functions, I don't know why you take me along." Relena said coldly. She looked out her window again at the passing people. "I'm lonely, brother."
"You have plenty of friends." Milliardo argued.
"Your friends." Relena corrected. "You think I care for your fiance, the neighbors, perhaps?"
"What about Lucrezia's sister, Hilde? Haven't you made friends with her?" Milliardo asked. Relena waved her hand in an impatient gesture.
"Twittering little prat. I could care less about her little adventures with that Maxwell fellow."
"Lord Trieze's neice? His daughter?(1)"
"No and no." Relena looked back to the street. She searched the faces. Maybe a childhood friend was concealed among them...? Instead of a friend, she cast her eyes on a stranger. "Milliardo...who is that?" She pointed to the young man with wild dark hair and intense cobalt eyes. Milliardo searched the crowd.
"Oh, him. Heero something. Just moved to town, I suppose. I think he's the Maxwell boy's half brother by some woman. Rumor has it she had three sons, and married not one of their fathers(1)."
"Dreadful." Relena copied the snobbish voice, though she hadn't any idea what Milliardo had said. Her thoughts were occupied by a certain dark-haired stranger.... "Heero." She said softly. Her face grew warm. She liked the way his name rolled on her tongue. "Heero...something." She grinned.
"What are you thinking, Relena?" Milliardo asked, not really liking Relena's expression.
"Maybe I should stop by afterwards, and take him a welcoming present." Relena said softly.
"If he's anything like his brother, you won't be the only one." Milliardo snorted. Relena shot him a sharp look.
"Don't be so quick to judge, brother dear." She said coldly. "He might be a perfectly nice gentleman."
"Or a total snake." He gestured to Heero again, and Relena saw him enter the saloon. Her heart fell for a moment, but a moment later he emerged, his brother leaning on him drunkenly for support. He hadn't gone in for a drink after all! Relena realized happily.
"One more for sha road...Hee--hic!--ro! C'mon..." The Maxwell boy was slurring.
"No." Heero said firmly.
"Pleash--hic!--?" The Maxwell boy begged weakly, smiling.
"No. YOu're dead drunk. You need coffee."
"I'm --hic!-- fine...Hee--" He then passed out. Heero groaned and lifted his brother up and carried him away.
"See?" Relena said triumphantly, smiling. The carriage finally moved away from the street. "He's a gentleman."
"Either that or he's the kind that doesn't drink until after five." Milliardo continued, unconvinced. Relena ignored him and looked for the stranger a final time. Her dark crystal eyes met his dark cobalt ones for only a moment, but Relena felt a strange warmth down to her toes. Then the carriage moved on, and Heero took a different street.
*Heero...*
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A.C. 195
"Did you see?" The boy snarled.
"See what?" She asked, bewildered. She could hear the wail of an ambulance behind her. "Try not to move, the ambulance is on its way."
He pressed something on his chest, and with a fairly loud Bang! and some smoke, his body was thrown several feet from hers. When she looked up, the boy was gone, and the paramedics were lying around, looking confused. The ambulance was gone. She ran back up to the street in time to see the ambulance speeding the the other direction.
*Where...* She thought.
"My name..." She said softly, holding out her hand.
*Where have I seen that boy before?*
"My name is Relena Dorlan. What's yours?"
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AnimeCat: Weeeeeeelllllllll???? Whatcha think? Here's chapter one of Meeting And Parting, Again And Again. My first *Real* Hy+RP fic.
1- I made people related if they looked alike. My mother can't see the difference between Heero and Duo, so I figured I could do that. And personally, I think Quatre and Duo could be twins with the right haircuts and some contacts. Trowa and Wufei come in later as close friends. This isn't a yaoi! Sorry. Believe me, its a stretch for me, too. Treize's neice is Dorothy, and his daughter is of course Mariemaia. Lets just say Une is her mom. I'm not getting into the whole Leila Barton thing. Besides, my VCR is broken and I can't see the rest of the Endless Waltz till Xmas.
Ja ne! Review or I'll never finish this thing!!