Chapter Two: Remove The Problem.

This step should have been relatively easy. I never knew when he was going to be popping in and out of my office. It could be days, weeks or maybe another month. It was a good possibility that I could even skip this step altogether, and have the others finished before he even showed up again.

Do I have such luck? I doubt it.

"Here you go, Miss Relena," said Amy, my newest secretary, setting down a fresh cup of coffee on my desk. "Will there be anything else?"

"No thank you." She seemed nice enough, young-still older than me but she could make a mean cup of coffee. That was of the upmost importance in my line of work.

She pulled out my planner from her side, "Mr. Yuy called this morning…"

What? Heero called? He called my office? Heero never called my office!

Heero Yuy never called, period.

"..He wanted to set up an appointment for this afternoon, he suggested noon." She held out her pen, waiting for permission to jot down the name in the particular time spot.

This was too soon. I wouldn't be able to do it if I saw him now. I didn't have ample time to prepare. "Please return his call and tell him unfortunately my schedule is full and that I will personally look into it tomorrow."

She raised her eyebrow at me. Once I had canceled a very important meeting with the President of the ESUN because Heero had decided to drop by unannounced, as usual.

And just in case, "if he calls again and asks to speak with me, please tell him I am busy." But in reality that would never happen.

"Are you sure?" She questioned.

Of course I wasn't sure. "Positive."

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"And so we have decided to go with taupe for the ambassador's office, wouldn't you agree Miss Vice Foreign Minister?" The old crusty bag said, sitting across from me.

He'd been chatting non stop for the last hour and a half. Originally, this meeting had been set up to talk about funding between the ESUN and the nations of Earth in setting up new borders…however he had deterred from his topic…

How in the world the ambassadors of Russia's new paint scheme was considered a foreign affair, was beyond me.

"Wonderful choice," I said with a tight smile, if I wasn't careful, my face would freeze that way.

His stiff body moved up from his seat, finally. "Looks like our time is up, I have a shuttle to catch."

I walked him gracefully to the door after shaking his hand and bidding him a safe journey. I could instantly feel my headache retreating.

"Miss Relena," Amy walked into my office with a single piece of paper in her hand. "This fax just came for you."

I read it…

Maxwell and Schbeiker Salvage Yard

"Where Your Trash Is Our Treasure"

Relena,

Tomorrow is not good for me. I am confused as to why you are not receiving any of my phone calls. If you cannot meet me at noon then I will stop by later tonight, no arguments.

-Yuy

Damn. I had another meeting tonight. I could not have him stopping by my humble, ok not so humble abode. Time to make a dreaded phone call…

I dialed the number that was left with Amy on the video phone and waited.

It was Duo. "Thank you for calling Maxwell and - Relena?"

So Heero was staying with Duo then. "Is Heero there Duo? I need to speak with him." I tried to keep the anticipation out of my voice, I should not be anticipating.

He gave me his award winning grin. "Sure thing princess, he's right over here…" Duo's face disappeared from the screen.

Heero took a seat in front of the phone, looking rather irritated. "Do you have any idea how many times I called you today?" His voice was just slightly gruffer than usual, if that were possible.

My best political smile adorned my face, he was so beautiful, how could I go forever without him? "My sincerest apologies Mr. Yuy, I was in a meeting and all my calls are currently being transferred to my secretary."

"Mr. Yuy?" This seemed to concern him.

His hair hadn't changed a bit, unruly and wild as ever. His eyes still held all the secrets I would never have the pleasure of unlocking. At eighteen, he hadn't changed much, at least to the eye.

I raised an eyebrow, "that's your codename isn't it? Would you prefer I made up a new name for you as I don't know your real one?"

He scowled at my poor attempt at humor. He hadn't done that since the war. "That's not what I meant."

Enough of this small talk. "What is it that you wanted?" I said curtly. I wasn't going to say his name out loud, I couldn't.

"Relena…" he growled, irritation growing.

Why was it every time he said my name my knees turned to jelly? Even when I was sitting, humph!

"I'm staying at Duo's…for awhile." He kept looking at me like I was suppose to read his mind so he wouldn't have to use words; the poor man's throat must have been getting sore after one minute of conversing.

"How wonderful for you," I said dryly. "There is something I needed to speak with you about as well."

He seemed interested. "Go ahead."

It was now or never. It was time to completely remove him from my life, no matter how small a part that was. This was crucial - I would like to fall in love someday, again.

I felt my breakfast turn in my stomach and my throat felt dry. "It would be much appreciated if you lost all contact with me."

"Request denied," he said with no emotion.

My heart sunk in my chest; I was going to have to lie. "I don't want you to."

He didn't seem at all fazed by this, could he see right through me? "Why are you lying?"

Before I could even think to stop them, the words flew right out of my mouth, "my boyfriend doesn't like you."

His brow creased and his eyes narrowed...

…the screen went black.

"Goodbye… Heero," I said quietly to the terminated connection.

My heart broke; I didn't like this step one bit.