The Sea's Lament
AN: Angst, not very good. By the way: it is my first actual attempt at writing this kind of story. But please R/R anyways . . .tell me if I should continue . . .
Disclaimer: In case you didn't already figure this out: I do not own Gundam Wing! Though if I did there would be A LOT more Lemon!!!
~*~Kawaii~*~
Relena peered into the velvety sky. The waves crashed against the rocks sending sea spray into the wind and misting her pale skin, mingling with tears. It was so cold, so lonely by herself. She couldn't stand it anymore . . .
He left her. The reality of it was far too agonizing for her to accept . . .she shouldn't have to face that. It was erroneous. Feeling as though her existence had no significance any longer she sighed, seemingly evoking a bitter gust. The sea was spiting in her face: laughing at her. 'He'll never love you!' were the words the wind carried on its potent lips. The black balustrade was drenched and icy beneath her quivering hands as she grasped it and descended to her knees, trying not to weep. An insubordinate tear splashed the damp stone floor.
God, why? Why did it have to be this way? She loved him! Didn't he see that? Was Heero not gifted to vision love . . .possibly it was something he just couldn't seize, something that was outside his reaches. Nevertheless, it couldn't be. Heero had proven he could love . . .verified that he was competent of compassion. "WHY DOES HE HAVE TO PUSH ME AWAY?!?" Relena bawled at the sea. It was almost as if the waves heard her howl, at that instant a mammoth sheet of water clashed against the stone blockade, soaking her clothes. Livid with rage and frustration, she slammed the glass door on her way inside, shattering one of the little windowpanes at the apex. She turned as the ocean sprayed her with the salty mist again, stinging her eyes and making her cry more.
"Heero . . ." she rasped, her tone scarcely audible. One last gaze at the lightening on the horizon made her realize what had diminished . . .her justification to live . . .
The cold knife was sweet release to her tortured soul. The steel blade ran across her fingertips . . .for some reason that brought a flash of refuge. It would be over soon. What was too dire: that she wouldn't get to gaze upon Heero again. Or run her fingers through his hair. Or stroke his muscular chest, crying out his name.
'Someday' she thought. Someday they'd be together. 'Maybe . . .' she though, looking up through the skylight into the twilight ' . . .maybe somewhere, some place . . .we already are . . .' She held the blade to her neck, entirely prepared to end her life.
Out of space he came, like a phantom of the shadows. The knife clattered against the tile floor as it slipped from her damp fingers.
He was soaked to the bone, and silently outlined in the doorway. Relena could see every muscle, every curve and ridge of his powerful body. The gasp that had built up inside became fixed in her throat. He caught her when her knees went weak, shielding her from sinking to the wintry floor. Instead he pulled her onto firm footing, then tilted her face upward and kissed her, almost vehemently. There was a love there; a passion that burned within him that Relena was oblivious to the reality of. The sea met her eyes as she briefly opened them, glaring into the darkened fingers of water, bathed in moonlight, battering against the door. A secret smile crossed her face. His tongue slipped past her lips, and she moaned into his mouth, he sucked the salty water off her face, hair, and neck and she pulled him into a tight embrace. Relena's wet chemise clung to his body resembling tentacles around a damned victim. In this game Relena was the huntress. She was impatient, tired, and had just stepped too close to ending her existence to consent to Heero taking over . . .it was her time . . .and plus, he still had to recompense for all the lingering he pushed her to . . .
Heero Yuy was going to be taught a lesson. Relena was happy to see him; hell she was euphoric, conversely that didn't even begin to repay Relena for his leaving her. Twisted ideas plagued her mind; though she appeared to boast a vast quantity of sweetness and chastity she knew how to play rough. He knew as well; and that he shouldn't have left her. Her job now was certifying he never walked again, and because Heero recognized he was immoral for doing it he accepted the "punishment". 'I'll take it like a man and with dignity' he though '. . .well, as much dignity as I can have when a superficially innocent, chaste girl dresses up in black leather with spikes . . .' he smiled, but that rapidly ebbed as her insipid hand reached into a drawer and emerged clutching a leather whip . . .
AN: I'll have to say the ending was my favorite part . . .I like the whole leather whip thing . . .**smiles manically** I want a leather whip **pouts** I could rule the world (or at any rate my boyfriend . . .) If I get good reviews I'll probably make the sequel a Lemon (if you ask for more, I'm not going to unless you guys like it . . .there was some famous quote about what the people want that would come in handy right now . . .).
~*~Kawaii Juice~*~
AN: Angst, not very good. By the way: it is my first actual attempt at writing this kind of story. But please R/R anyways . . .tell me if I should continue . . .
Disclaimer: In case you didn't already figure this out: I do not own Gundam Wing! Though if I did there would be A LOT more Lemon!!!
~*~Kawaii~*~
Relena peered into the velvety sky. The waves crashed against the rocks sending sea spray into the wind and misting her pale skin, mingling with tears. It was so cold, so lonely by herself. She couldn't stand it anymore . . .
He left her. The reality of it was far too agonizing for her to accept . . .she shouldn't have to face that. It was erroneous. Feeling as though her existence had no significance any longer she sighed, seemingly evoking a bitter gust. The sea was spiting in her face: laughing at her. 'He'll never love you!' were the words the wind carried on its potent lips. The black balustrade was drenched and icy beneath her quivering hands as she grasped it and descended to her knees, trying not to weep. An insubordinate tear splashed the damp stone floor.
God, why? Why did it have to be this way? She loved him! Didn't he see that? Was Heero not gifted to vision love . . .possibly it was something he just couldn't seize, something that was outside his reaches. Nevertheless, it couldn't be. Heero had proven he could love . . .verified that he was competent of compassion. "WHY DOES HE HAVE TO PUSH ME AWAY?!?" Relena bawled at the sea. It was almost as if the waves heard her howl, at that instant a mammoth sheet of water clashed against the stone blockade, soaking her clothes. Livid with rage and frustration, she slammed the glass door on her way inside, shattering one of the little windowpanes at the apex. She turned as the ocean sprayed her with the salty mist again, stinging her eyes and making her cry more.
"Heero . . ." she rasped, her tone scarcely audible. One last gaze at the lightening on the horizon made her realize what had diminished . . .her justification to live . . .
The cold knife was sweet release to her tortured soul. The steel blade ran across her fingertips . . .for some reason that brought a flash of refuge. It would be over soon. What was too dire: that she wouldn't get to gaze upon Heero again. Or run her fingers through his hair. Or stroke his muscular chest, crying out his name.
'Someday' she thought. Someday they'd be together. 'Maybe . . .' she though, looking up through the skylight into the twilight ' . . .maybe somewhere, some place . . .we already are . . .' She held the blade to her neck, entirely prepared to end her life.
Out of space he came, like a phantom of the shadows. The knife clattered against the tile floor as it slipped from her damp fingers.
He was soaked to the bone, and silently outlined in the doorway. Relena could see every muscle, every curve and ridge of his powerful body. The gasp that had built up inside became fixed in her throat. He caught her when her knees went weak, shielding her from sinking to the wintry floor. Instead he pulled her onto firm footing, then tilted her face upward and kissed her, almost vehemently. There was a love there; a passion that burned within him that Relena was oblivious to the reality of. The sea met her eyes as she briefly opened them, glaring into the darkened fingers of water, bathed in moonlight, battering against the door. A secret smile crossed her face. His tongue slipped past her lips, and she moaned into his mouth, he sucked the salty water off her face, hair, and neck and she pulled him into a tight embrace. Relena's wet chemise clung to his body resembling tentacles around a damned victim. In this game Relena was the huntress. She was impatient, tired, and had just stepped too close to ending her existence to consent to Heero taking over . . .it was her time . . .and plus, he still had to recompense for all the lingering he pushed her to . . .
Heero Yuy was going to be taught a lesson. Relena was happy to see him; hell she was euphoric, conversely that didn't even begin to repay Relena for his leaving her. Twisted ideas plagued her mind; though she appeared to boast a vast quantity of sweetness and chastity she knew how to play rough. He knew as well; and that he shouldn't have left her. Her job now was certifying he never walked again, and because Heero recognized he was immoral for doing it he accepted the "punishment". 'I'll take it like a man and with dignity' he though '. . .well, as much dignity as I can have when a superficially innocent, chaste girl dresses up in black leather with spikes . . .' he smiled, but that rapidly ebbed as her insipid hand reached into a drawer and emerged clutching a leather whip . . .
AN: I'll have to say the ending was my favorite part . . .I like the whole leather whip thing . . .**smiles manically** I want a leather whip **pouts** I could rule the world (or at any rate my boyfriend . . .) If I get good reviews I'll probably make the sequel a Lemon (if you ask for more, I'm not going to unless you guys like it . . .there was some famous quote about what the people want that would come in handy right now . . .).
~*~Kawaii Juice~*~