Bullets and Treaties


A "Gundam Wing" Fanfiction Piece, Post-Endless Waltz (3-4 yrs.).
Heero and Relena.
PallaPlease.

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The gun leveled with her unwavering blue eyes, the cold, harsh barrel glaring forebodingly at her, unforgiving. Her heart beat beneath her breast, calm and controlled like her gaze, not worried in the least.

"Heero."

Her voice cut through him like a knife and he flinched visibly, the finger wrapped around the trigger loosening limply, then returning the pressure with renewed control. Prussian blue eyes hard and cold, dark brown hair messy and tangled, the assassin felt a muscle in his jaw tighten.

"You've forgotten your promise. You said you would never hurt anyone again," she continued gently, voice practiced and neutral. Heero growled. Only she could bring emotion forth from him, but never did it seem to be good.

"Worried about yourself?" he mocked tonelessly.

She smiled bravely, gold hair glinting angelically. "I'm worried about you, Heero."

His 'name' again. That one word was meaningless until it fell from her lips-and then is possessed him, drove him to do things beyond human reasoning or logic for her. Only her, only for her. The muscles in his body tensed, every nerve screaming to drop the weapon, to hold-no. He was the perfect soldier, the one without emotions.

She stayed where she was, gazing right at him, a woman in her own right. Years had matured her into the woman she had tried to be for so long, her obsessive crush on him receding in favor of a deeper emotion that frightened them both. He would never let her know it, though.

"If you kill me, what's to stop you from killing others?"

Eyes hardening, he raised the weapon and pointed it at the dead center of her forehead.

The bullet never left.

**OWARI**

**END**

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