Untitled
By Izzy
Rated PG13
Email: prncssprsfne@yahoo.com
All standard disclaimers apply. Um ... they're 17 here.
Okay, as you know, this is untitled. I'm going to have a contest: the person who suggests the best name gets to choose which comes out next, part 9 of Pregnant at 15 or the sequel to this. Got it? I'll wait two days for the entries. Leave your email address so I can contact you on which one you want.
Warning: Pure HYxRP fluff straight ahead. Enter with caution. Seriously. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into once you press that 'down' button.
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Relena was in her room, her hair cascading over her shoulders. She was sure it was her room; it looked like it, but when she looked outside it was sunny and warm. It had been pouring for the past week non-stop.
*Hmmm ... okay, this is a little strange.* Relena pinched her arm. *Didn't hurt. Okay, so this is definitely a dream.*
Licking her lips, she got up to walk down the hall to her brother's room. All of a sudden, the house began to shake and swirl, and the familiar walls of her home changed into plain white, dust-covered ones. Her next step faltered and she gripped a wall for support. *Definitely a dream.*
At the end of the hall, she reached a dim lit room, and someone was sitting in the middle, his back to her. But she didn't need to see his face to know who it was.
"Heero," she whispered into the emptiness, breaking the silence.
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Heero was sitting in his room. Looking down, he saw a navy blue button down tee shirt instead of the normal tank top (AN: yuckers) He knew this was a dream, but what was the point of it?
"Heero," he heard a voice behind him. He didn't need to turn around to find the owner, but he did anyway.
"Hello, Relena," he greeted her. *Wait. What is Relena doing in MY dream?!?*
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Relena bit the side of her cheek. *What am I supposed to do now?*
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Heero had always hoped one day that he could tell this angel how he felt about her, but he was too cowardly. *Heero, you baka! This is only a dream, that means she's not real. It's not really Relena ... but she looks exactly like her ...*
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Relena stood quietly and watched as her dream-Heero got up from his chair and slowly walked towards her, stopping not even a foot in front of her. She trembled at their closeness.
Without saying a word, he lifted a hand towards her face. Using the same hand, he made his way to the back of her neck and tangled it in her hair, at the same time pulling her towards him. Reluctantly, she took a step forward. This was just way too weird.
He brushed his lips softly across hers. Her eyes widened in response and she was too shocked to move. Heero began to deepen the kiss and his other arm wrapped around her waist to press her body against his.
Snapping out of her daze, Relena began to move her lips against his guiding ones. She moved her arms up his chest; one snaked its way around his neck to tangle in his hair and the other moved to play with that stubborn lock that fell over his forehead. She rubbed her body against his, making every hair on his body stand up.
Unwillingly, the arm playing with her hair moved to join the other one at her waist and lifted her off the ground. In response, Relena wrapped her legs around his waist.
Heero carried her over to his bed and laid her down, climbing on top of her. (AN: Don't worry. It's rated PG13, this isn't even going to be a LIME. My parents would cut my legs off.) She began to talk to him in between kisses. "Heero ... we ... can't-"
"I know," he moaned in response, ending with a passionate kiss. It lasted much longer than anyone could've imagine. How long could they last without coming up for air? They ripped away to fill their lungs with air and returned for more. Heero moved his lips to her neck and began to kiss upwards. First her neck, then her chin and back to her lips.
Finally getting enough, they rolled over, Relena ending up on top. She straddled his hips and leaned over to give him a sweet kiss on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her down to deepen it. After a while, he pulled back and rubbed his lips against her ear.
"Ai shiteru, Relena," he whispered. She pulled back to look directly into his eyes.
She whispered something back, only audible to him: "I love you too, Heero."
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Relena bolted up in bed and ran one hand through her hair. That was one hell of a dream. "Heero."
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Heero awoke to find himself sweating bullets. That dream was just so real. Maybe he would find the courage to tell her, really HER, not some dream, how he felt.
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Okay ... what did ya think? I'd like to thank Axisor for giving me the idea of writing this. (Axisor -Thanks so much for reviewing pretty much EVERY part of all my fics. You're so sweet.) Remember-the contest and you get to pick which fic (part nine or sequel to this) comes out next. Ja!
Izzy