Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 745 - Reviews: 17 - Published: 6/24/2000 - id: 36819
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Disclaimer: I don't own Heero and Relena. All the people in the GW credits own them. I don't own Substitute for Love, either. Madonna, and all the companies mentioned in small print own it. So don't sue me, I have nothing worth suing for.
Substitute for Love
I traded fame for love Without a second thought It all became a silly game Some things cannot be bought "I am now stepping down from the throne in favor of my brother. I am no longer able to lead the Cinq Kingdom at this time. I am certain that my brother will not fall short of being a leader. That is all." She stepped off the podium and exited the room.
I got exactly what I asked for Wanted it so badly Running, rushing back for more I suffered fools So gladly "I will respect your wishes, Miss Relena, but I can't believe that you're just abandoning your people like this." "Noin, I have to do this." "Relena, you shouldn't go." "I'm going. My mind is made up. Nothing will change it," she said flatly. I can finally be free. Just like you, Heero. She looked at his picture and sighed. Just wait, I will find you.
And now I find I've changed my mind The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Should I wait for you My substitute for love My substitute for love Relena sat down in her seat on the plane and pulled his picture out of her pocket. "Why am I always the one that has to find you?" she asked the picture. "Should I wait for you to come on your own?"
I traveled round the world Looking for a home I found myself in crowded rooms Feeling so alone New York nightclubs were the only places that no one asked questions. She could be alone in these crowded rooms and no one would notice. "Hey pretty lady. Can I buy you a drink?" "Fine," Relena shrugged.
Had so many lovers Who settled for the thrill Of basking in my spotlight I never felt So happy For three years now, she had come to this club every night. The bartenders had noticed her come alone or with the occasional boyfriend, but they didn't notice how she only pretended to be happy.
The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Should I wait for you My substitute for love My substitute for love Relena kicked her heels off and turned the light on in the dark apartment. I've waited for three years, Heero. Should I continue to wait for you? I know now that I can't have your love. I just want you to be a substitute for it. She sighed and threw the picture away.
No famous places, far off places Trinkets I can buy No handsome stranger, heady danger Drug that I can try Life has changed so much since the war. I wonder why. Am I just imagining this, or did your leaving change me? Do I need you, Heero?
No ferris wheel, no heart to steal No laughter in the dark No one night stand, no far off land No fire that I can spark She walked into the club and sat down at the bar to think some more. Her apartment had gotten too lonely. She couldn't go on like this.
The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Should I wait for you My substitute for love My substitute for love "Should I wait for him anymore? I've waited for three years and he hasn't come for me." The bartender was sympathetic. "I think it's about time you gave up." "I agree," said a familiar voice from behind her. She whirled around, and there he was. "Why wait anymore when I'm here for you?" "Heero!" She threw her arms around him and he held her in a tight embrace. "What took you so long?" she whispered. "I had to find you."
Now I find I've changed my mind I don't need him as a substitute for love anymore. He proved that he loves me just by finding me.
This is my religion And I love him, too.
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