Disclaimers: To all those unloving lawyers, I don't own Gundam wing. I just love it to pieces.
AN: Just so everybody knows, when I STARTED this story it was just in time for Valentines, but uh, not no more.
P.S. This is important. The way this story is setup, is the first chapter is Relena's story, the next chapter is Dorothy's, and the third kind of sums up both. You can skip a chapter, or read the whole thing, but I suggest reading the whole thing. (Just my opinion.)
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February 9th
Relena sighed despite her best efforts. Five days till Valentines Day and she still had no date to the big ball she was hosting. Several eligible gentleman she knew had offered to escort her, some friends, some friends that wanted more, but Relena had politely declined. These men didn't deserve to be stuck with some lovesick little girl. Oh, well at least this year she would not suffer alone. Dorothy was coming this year and had managed to sneak away from Lady Une and one of her dreaded 'blind dates.' Poor Dorothy, every year, the friend of her cousin Treize would try to set her up with some guy. And Une really tried hard to find Dorothy the perfect guy, except, she was a really, really horrible matchmaker. It must really suck.
Now on to herself, she mused. Relena had flat out refused to ever be set up on a blind date. The male sex was nothing but trouble for her; including one very arrogant, perfect soldier. He just comes waltzing in and then just kind of waltzes out. Figures, Relena kicked her feet up on her desk. Why'd she have to fall for him?
The desperately lonely princess looked wistfully at the teddy bear sitting on top of the cabinet across from her desk. No matter how hard she tried she would always end keeping that damn bear in her office to remind her why she still bothered. At the current moment it seemed to mock her though. It was as if it was laughing at her for the fact that she still kept it around. "Damn Valentines."
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February 10th
Relena closed her eyes then opened them again. She did it once more. Finally she groaned and went over to the bear and investigated it more closely. There was a perfectly folded red origami rose nestled neatly between its furry, brown paws. Relena reached out and touched it to make sure that it wasn't just a hallucination. The Vice Foreign Minister held the paper flower and let out a quiet sob.
Someone was toying with her mind and they were doing a very good job of it. Last night she had locked her office, turned on the security system and given the night watchman his orders to watch it. And she was positive that the flower had not been there when she left. Yet, it was here. Relena looked at it a little closer; there was one person who might have put it there, he could have easily slipped past all the security, and put it there, but why? Relena was positive that he could have, but wouldn't have anyway. Still….Relena mentally slapped herself. This was no time to get sentimental on herself, and most definitely not the time to get her hopes up on a 'possibility.' Once more, the little word 'still' popped into her mind.
"Damn it," she seethed as she stalked out of her office for some strong coffee, "please just let it be a really good stalker."
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February 14th
Relena ran the brush through her long, brown hair once more before staring at her image in the mirror. The dress her publicist had picked out for her was a full length lavender-ish dress that reached close to her collar bone and was held up by two thick straps. She had left her hair down after curling it slightly. A light silver shawl was added around her shoulders to give her a completed look.
Lastly she looked at her bear. At first she had received the red rose, two more orange ones, three yellow ones, and today was a corsage of the paper flowers. Three large purple ones were surrounded by smaller light blue ones and a touch of green paper leaves finished it off. It was beautiful and matched her outfit more than perfectly. Which made her wonder how whoever was giving these to her, knew which dress she was wearing. Relena's publicist had only picked it out this morning and wouldn't have told anyone so as not to ruin the surprise when Relena gracefully descended the stairs of the grand ballroom.
As she gracefully slipped it onto her wrist, Relena noticed a small note fall to the ground. Relena stooped down and picked it up. It read in plain handwriting, "Meet me at Lisa's Little Coffee Shop before the ball."
"Oh dear."
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Relena felt very out of place in her gown. The café was almost an antique model of a coffee shop in the 21st century. A very quaint place that was fashioned with a couple of couches along with tables and booths, since it was February, a roaring fire had been lit in the two fire places in either corner of the little café. There were one or two kids that were most probably her own age, lounging about the couch closet to the fire place, as well as a middle age couple sitting at a booth. And then, there was one more person besides the employees, a wild haired brunette.
Relena cringed with fear. This was humiliating! She was here, in a ball gown, looking for what seemed like a figment of her imagination, and Heero, was going to be there to see it all. She figured she was going to get it done and over with.
Plopping ungracefully onto the empty couch she ordered a hot chocolate, since she didn't drink coffee and stopped drinking tea ever since a certain incident that resulted in her kidnapping. And waited for the mysterious person to reveal himself; mentally cursing her curiosity and romantic side that had had pretty much dragged her here. She closed her eyes so she could just think without Mr. 'I'm a soldier who is so undeserving of the pitiful little Vice Minister that I have to protect her from the shadows while tormenting her without my knowing' plaguing her thoughts.
The unique scent of hot chocolate wafted toward her nose, additionally, she found the fragrance of a rose close by. When she opened her eyes to accept her drink she did not see waitress she had ordered from, but Heero!
"Do not say anything. I'm meeting someone here. And no, I am not following you," Relena admitted taking the cup and saucer.
Heero remained silent and sat down next to her. Relena, although never out loud, complemented him on his appearance. Heero had long since abandoned the tacky spandex shorts and tank for a loose oxford style shirt and a pair of coal colored dress pants. She admitted, only to herself, that he looked absolutely gorgeous. Relena held onto her drink for a moment. She hated this, Heero did this on purpose, she knew it. He always had this annoying habit of popping out of nowhere when he wasn't wanted. (Well sort of not wanted.) Yet, this was too much of a coincidence, and Relena really wanted think that Heero really was her mysterious flower bringer.
Relena sipped delicately, yet Heero still did nothing. The princess refused to break the ice, he came to her. After putting the cup down the scent of a rose returned to her. Looking around she noticed the aforementioned flower resting on Heero's lap.
"Waiting for someone, as well?"
"No," he replied, "she's here already; I'm just waiting for her to figure out what's going on."
Relena stared at him for a minute. Blinked once, twice, and a third time. "You don't mean…"
"I really thought you were smarter than that Relena."
"No, I just figured, you didn't want anything to do with me," Relena confessed. "How the hell am I supposed to know you're actually in love with me? You're always just coming and going and you never say anything, and, you dork, what am I supposed to think?"
He chuckled and placed his arm around her shoulders, "Well
you always figured me out before."
Relena gently rubbed her temples then shifted so she rested against him. "I can't believe you. You are so impossible. Couldn't you have just mysteriously appeared at the ball? Wait… Oh shit! I supposed to meet Dorothy at the ball. She is going to be so pissed!"
Heero chuckled softly and took Relena's hand in his own, after kissing the tips of her fingers lightly, he said, "I know someone else is going to be keeping Dorothy company. Don't worry."
"You sneaky little devil! You helped to plan setting someone
up with Dorothy and didn't tell me about it! I could have helped!"
"Relena, from what I've heard you needed some help yourself," Heero pointed out removing his arm from her shoulders and taking her other hand.
Not liking the situation much Relena tried to shift away
from him and free her hands, but Heero wouldn't budge. She tried again, and
Heero tugged back causing Relena to practically fall into his lap. Looking up
at him irritated, Relena muttered an angry, "Well I wouldn't need help if a
certain SOMEONE wasn't so difficult!"
"I'm not difficult," Heero replied. "I just don't like being
'easy.' And you aren't exactly approachable either."
"Explain."
"Let's see. Your home phone number is only accessible through a Preventor run operator, your work number is filtered by that damn secretary, and you have to make an appointment just to see you. You're impossible to reach."
Relena looked at him amazed. He didn't even SOUND upset; still, his face was kind of contorted, the way it usually was when he was aggravated. She was so busy deciphering Heero's facial expressions that Relena momentarily forgot their position. Upon remembering her own anger, Relena promptly let him have it. "Oh yeah? Well you are always hiding! Except when you come back from wherever you go, it's always at very inconvenient times. Like when I don't have time for sorting out emotional enigmas!"
Heero lowered his face until it was level with hers, "I don't go into hiding I'm just not out in the obvious. Besides," Heero begun, "It's not like you try looking. Lady Une, Duo, Wufei, Quatre, and your secretary all know my number and where to locate me in an emergency. And you've never asked one of them."
"It doesn't come up," Relena countered, "you're not exactly the center of the universe. Besides, you're a professional hacker, and you could easily sneak into my house…" she paused a minute, "Or office. You know how much trouble you caused me with that little flower incident? Lady Une had them install about one million dollars worth of new security systems in my office and home!"
It was at the end of her tirade that Relena noticed how they were situated. "And if you don't let go of me this instant you'll find yourself wishing that you had that type of security yourself!"
Unfortunately Relena never got the chance to carry out her threat. Heero pulled her forward just enough so that their lips touched before he pressed his totally against hers. She started to pull away but he would have none of it. He just took both of her hands in one and wrapped the other around her. After Relena got straitened out she fell into the kiss. Her eyes closed and she kissed back letting his tongue in. They dueled for a while before breaking apart for air.
"Heero Yuy! That was a despicable thing to do! I should slap you right…"
"Relena, you talk too much. Rant later, kiss now." Relena too stunned by his words and actions once again was enveloped by Heero's lips and all the feelings that came along with them.
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Relena did not like, absolutely, positively, did not like Heero kissing her. Alright, she lied. Even though Heero had left her lips and was lazily nibbling at her earlobe or kissing her neck, Relena was in heaven. Only one thought coursed through her head: Where on earth did HEERO learn to kiss like this? After speaking this thought out loud, Heero merely replied, "Duo has a tendency to talk when he gets plastered."
"Oh." Thinking a moment. 1: Heero was kissing her stupid. 2: That was totally out of character for Heero. 3: Since when did Heero Yuy use words like 'plastered?' "Heero, not to be rude, but are you drunk?"
"No. This is me completely sober."
"Fine are you on drugs?"
"No. Relena are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine, just a little curious about why you just all of
a sudden decided to rock my world and start kissing me like…like…like this?!"
"Trowa thought since Dorothy didn't have an escort this year to that stupid ball you give and since his sister and a guest were invited he'd tag along and try his luck with the Duchess Catalonia. I figured since he was going after the girl that had been tugging at his heart strings for the last three years that I might as well try for the girl going after mine," he declared quietly. "I was tired of waiting for you to chase after me like you used to."
, "Heero," Relena sighed, "I'm not a little girl anymore, and you didn't exactly act like you wanted to be chased."
"I missed you when you didn't."
"Well that doesn't make any difference!" Relena hissed exasperated.
"It did to me."
Relena was dumbstruck. How could he so easily just make her fall deeper and deeper in love? It was totally not fair. How could it possibly be possible that he turn her own words against her thus quelling her anger and making her want to kiss him even more than ever? It was completely not fair. Heero even looked completely sincere and just as in love as she was which made Relena feel like melting on the spot. It was so completely totally and utterly unfair that Heero twist his…himself to look so gosh darn cute!
Deftly pointing a finger at him, Relena tried to think of some way to figure him out. After several moments of unsuccessful brainstorming; and Heero's even cuter look of slight confusion mixed with slight amusement that had Relena's stomach jumping like a kid on Christmas morning; she simply uttered, "I hate you."
"No you don't."
"ARG! I know that! But can't you at least let me PRETEND to be angry at you?"
"No."
Relena gave a quiet sob and buried her face in her hands.
"Relena what's wrong with us being together?" Heero asked softly and a little, afraid.
Looking up, she stared straight across the room, "Because I know, that now that something really great has happened to me, something just as bad will follow, it always does," she replied miserably.
Once again taking her in his arms Heero, whispered against her cheek, "I won't let it. I've waited for three years to get this chance, and now that I've gotten it, now that I've held you in my arms and kissed you, I never want to stop."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
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That concludes the first chapter. Review, etc, etc, and of course, keep going. (Even if you don't like 3xD I think you should read it anyway, but that's just me. Ciao.)
