No Rain
*Song and Lyrics by Blind Melon, from the self titled album. No copyright infringement is intended.
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All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
The delicate blonde woman sat on a small cushioned chair, watching as the raindrops splattered softly on the pavement outside her window.
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
She took a dainty sip of green tea, and looked over at the cup and saucer of tea opposite her. It sat alone, as if set out for some unseen friend or confident. "It's been along time. I wonder where he is now." She said softly, taking another sip of the sage colored tea. "I never could forget you…Heero." She closed her eyes, to avoid any tears falling, because of the mere mention of his name. "I just want someone, to stay here, with me. I don't want to be alone anymore. Is that so much to ask?" A slight bitterness was laced through her voice.
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
Two weeks Later:
It had been a hard week, and she was slipping deeper into a light depression. It had been so bright and sunny the past ten days that Relena was beginning to wish for some rain, just for a change of scenery. Whenever she could escape from her work she slept most of the day, family and friends alike had began to worry about her mental health and happiness. But Relena shrugged them off, saying that she was just tired. And she had been tired for the past month.
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
It rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape, escape
She forced herself to continue to read the long and tedious biography she had been attempting to finish for the past few weeks. The only reason she was even reading a biography, was to escape her own life through the hardships of someone else's.
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane, it's not sane
Everyone she knew was pushing her to get mentall help, but Relena stubbornly refused. Using the excuse that she was just overworked. She looked over at the ringing phone, and slowly got up to answer it. "Hello?" She asked tiredly. "Miss Relena, this is Jeff…from the U.N." A deep male voice cane through the speaker. "The United Nations?" Relena asked trying to recall if she knew this person. "Yes, we met at the World Peace convention." He replied. "Oh, Rep. Montgomery, I'm sorry I didn't recognize your voice." She said politely. "That's quite alright, I just wanted to check and see if you had an escort for the convention in Moscow this week." He replied graciously. "Well…I wasn't really planning on going…" Relena said slowly. "You have to come! Besides if you don't have an escort lined up, you can come with me. I'm very familiar with the city." "Well…I suppose I can go with you…" She said reluctantly. "Great, well I'll see you Friday." He said happily, hanging up the phone. "Good…goodbye." She muttered as the dial tone came through the speaker. Slowly she set down the receiver. "I suppose this is a good thing, I do need to get out more often." She muttered.
I just want someone to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
so stay with me and I'll have it made
Heero stared at the flashing message on the screen of his Laptop. "Mission excepted, I'll assassinate the American Representative at the convention in Moscow." His subtly harsh voice pierced the darkness of his room.
A/N: If anyone would like me to continue with this story, tell me and I will be happy do so. Thank you for reading!