Heero kept his eyes squeezed shut and let out a shaky breath as soft pressure left his lips. A happy sigh near his ear, the comforting feel of arms around his shoulders, and the shift of legs over his own rapidly convinced him of one thing.
"Its Zero."
"What's Zero?" Relena asked, pulling back slightly and peppering kisses over his nose.
"I'm in Wing, the Zero system has taken over, and I'm imagining all of this."
The girl on his lap giggled, "That's ridiculous, Heero, two people can't fit in a gundam."
Opening one eye to peer at her, Heero was caught between asking Relena if she actually thought Zero had never conjured her up before, and wondering if it was really that difficult to fit them both in the pilot's chair. He decided to cease that line of thought before the image of Relena wearing nothing but Space and blinking console lights became cemented too firmly in his mind.
Another kiss on the side of his neck forced Heero back into that strange haze that always accompanied Relena's close proximity. Over the last few weeks he had been increasingly perplexed as to how he could be so painfully aware of his body and yet have no idea what his hands were doing. In fact, when he surfaced next he found himself leaning over her, one arm wrapped around her waist, and his other hand attempting to push her shirt off of her shoulders.
He stopped, eyes wide as Relena smiled up at him.
"What's wrong, Heero?"
"Your shirt. Its not the kind with buttons."
Heero pulled her back into a sitting position, glancing slightly worriedly around the room.
"...and I don't know if I locked the front door."
Shaking her head with an amused smile, Relena grasped his hand as he began to rise from the couch. He attempted, with no real strength, to pull away.
"Relena, I have to check the doors. And the windows."
Relena wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him close and smiling against his hair.
"You checked them twice when we were downstairs, remember, I asked you to?"
Thinking back over the last hour, Heero nodded. He had thought it was unusual for Relena to be so concerned with security, but he certainly wasn't going to dissuade her from finally thinking about her own safety.
"You've never done that before." he pointed out, relaxing back into her.
She nodded, "I knew you would worry about it, and I..." she paused, red tinting her cheeks, "...didn't want any distractions."
"...hn."
Heero added that to the list of things about Relena which surprised him, but about which he would certainly not complain. He appreciated her straightforwardness, in this especially. He had never had to guess how she felt about him, what she wanted from him, or when, even if he wasn't overly sure how to accomplish it. Sitting there, holding the girl of both his dreams and his technology-induced hallucinations, Heero just didn't want to mess it up too badly.
He kissed her forehead, "I've heard its awkward."
Relena laughed brightly, "Isn't it a relief? We don't get many opportunities to be awkward or silly."
Heero shook his head, unable to contain a tiny smile, as she pushed him back on the couch.
