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Fatal Five

a 1xR Gundam Wing fanfic by Ines Kanoyan

Romance/Comedy

Chapter 2: Silent Savior

No one came. They brought me into some place, I can't figure out where. I'm blindfolded, remember? They tied me up in a tree, I know because I can feel the trunk's rough texture.

I was tied there the whole morning. I can't understand why this is happening to me when I didn't even receive a black ribbon!

Now, I missed 4 classes. Ah! This can't be! Why is this happening to me, I can't see, I can't move, I can't even shout!

"So, how's your day?" a familiar voice asked.

"Mmmm..." I mumbled as I tried to speak but nothing intelligible comes out of my mouth.

I heard him laugh lightly. Then, I felt that he was taking off the blindfold.

At, last I can see!

My eyes widened in shock. Heero Yuy is in front of me! Oh! And the whole Cinq Fatale!

"So, you thought I spared your life, huh?" he said arrogantly.

I squinted at him angrily. Grrr, he is so annoying! He isn't fair if only I could shout at him.

"You know I'm not that kind," he said some more.

I made different movements with my mouth hoping for the cloth covering it to be forced down. I wiggled my hands as hard as I could but I was tied so tight, moving some more just hurt.

"Hey, Heero let's make her talk," said the guy with black hair and Chinese features. He may be Chang Wufei.

So, Heero took off the cloth from my mouth. A she did, I gasped and gasped for air, my fast breathing slowed down a bit.

"Ahhhhh! I hate you! You're a beast!" I cried angrily. "You tied me here because you're afraid of me! You know you're the biggest chicken I've ever known!"

He was deeply angered by what I said. He squinted at me and held my face up. His thumbs squeezing my chin hard, as he said, "Be careful with your mouth, woman!"

I wiggled my face away from his hand and frowned angrily. I can't fight this anger anymore.

SPAT!

"Damn!" he cried as I spat on his face. "You're doing too much!"

"Hah! I'm not afraid of you! You deserve it!"

He was wiping his face while the guy with long braided brown hair picked up the cloth which was used to cover my mouth.

"Calm down, I think taking this off isn't such a nice idea," he said as he tied it back.

Then, the rest of them walked away. Heero gave out his dead glare before making an exit.

Huh, now my sentence is extended to forever.

It was already getting dark and I had already fallen asleep when I felt something. I quickly opened my eyes and saw one of the guys from Cinq Fatale. He was the most quiet and mysterious of them all. The guy with a pale brown hair brushed on one side of his face, covering one of his eyes.

He took off my mouth cover and untied me, and then he quietly walked away.

I couldn't help but stare at him as he walked away. Did Heero tell him to do that? Nah, he wouldn't do that. But, why did he help me?

As I rode the bus, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I kept asking myself why he decided to help me. I don't know but I feel different with him than with Heero. If I feel blazing hatred for Heero, I feel light and gentle when I'm with him. He just seems so quiet and kind that anger doesn't slip through whenever our eyes meet.

Hilde was waiting for me by the entrance of our dorm. She was teary-eyed as she hugged me.

"Sorry," she apologized, as tears flooded her eyes.

I patted her back and comforted her. "I'm fine don't worry,"

"Fine?" she spoke loudly. "They tied you up only to inform the whole school you have a black ribbon!"

"Yeah," I sighed sadly. "I thought I was already safe,"

Hilde sighed sadly. "Relena, why don't you apologize to Heero,"

"Hilde!" I spoke sharply. "that guy is allergic to apologies!"

"But, Relena," Hilde persuaded some more. "They won't stop 'til you do something."

"Who says I'm not ready for them?"

"Really?"

"Sure-" I was interrupted when my stomach suddenly growled. I frowned in humiliation. "Can I have something to eat? I haven't eaten anything except for a small piece of cupcake given to me by that devil."

"Of course!" Hilde said, as she led me to the cafeteria.

The next day, I went to school nervously but on guard. The whole school's against me. These students will do everything for those guys but I'm tougher than they thought.

As I entered the gigantic gates of Romefeller International Academy, I hurriedly headed towards the thick ornamental greens by the pathway towards the main building. Then, I broke some branches to use them to camouflage myself so that no one would notice me. Hah! And once I get to my class they won't be able to do something.

At last, after minutes of serious bending, hiding, tip-toe walking, almost-crawling by the greens, I reached the Main building. Now, all I have to do is run as fast as I can to my first class.

Well, well, well! I am now at the classroom sitting comfortably in my chair. Our professor is discussing something about European history, particularly about Napoleon Bonaparte.

"Ok, class who can tell me how Napoleon reigned in Europe?" our professor asked.

I studied last night so I confidently raised my hand as our professor called me to answer his question.

I stood up but what? I actually didn't! I actually can't! I tried pulling myself up but it was as if my butt was stuck to the chair.

"Ms. Peacecraft, stand up. You raised your hand," Sir Winston commanded.

But, I still can't stand! I can see that Sir Winston is starting to get irritated but I still can't pull my butt off my chair! I tried to stand up with the chair on my butt, but I still can't.

"What?" I gasped in shock. Seems like the whole chair's been glued to the floor?

I bravely suggested, "Sir, can I answer your question without standing up?"

Sir Winston frowned in exasperation. "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up and answer my question, Miss Peacecraft!"

"But, sir I can't stand up."

"Ok, so you won't stand up? What nonsense! Expect a zero on our recitation for today!" he stormed angrily.

"But, sir, please!" I protested hopelessly as my classmates shared knowing glances at each other.

Now, my life and scholarship is really on the edge. Grrr, I know Cinq Fatale's behind this.

After some hours of wiggling from my seat, I was finally able to stand up. Good thing, I only have one class for today. I decided to go to the cafeteria to finally eat. After buying a bottle of fruit juice and slice of chocolate cake to treat myself after that stressful incident, I chose table to eat my order. I smoothened my skirt as I was about to sit down when….

BLAG!

I fell on the floor after realizing the chair I was supposed to sit on wasn't there anymore. Everyone laughed at me, I've never been mocked before. I felt so stupid, so ugly, so poor.

Several students crowded around me. One girl said, "So, who's strong against the Cinq Fatale, huh?"

Another student cried, "Yeah, poor Miss Peacecraft. Look at you, so messy, the chocolate cake's all over you."

"Yuck! So disgusting! And she dare challenge Cinq Fatale? Look at how dumb she is!"

I gathered all my strength to stand up and ran pass the mocking crowd. I ran and ran, 'til I found myself in a vacant spot behind the university gymnasium. Soft grasses and a warm breeze filled my senses. I decided to stay here to release all the bad feelings inside me.

Suddenly, tears slid from my eyes across my face as I remembered the bad things that had happened.

'Expect a zero on our recitation for today!'

'Hahahaha!'

'Yuck! Look at how dumb she is..'

"I hate myself, I hate myself!" I wailed bitterly. "No, it's not my fault, it's Cinq Fatale's fault!"

I was still sobbing when I saw a hand with a hanky on it. The owner of the hand was him-those emerald green eyes, those brown side-swept bangs belonged to none other than-Trowa Barton.

I hesitantly reached for the hanky and slowly wiped my face.

He sat beside me and settled himself comfortably on the soft grass floor.

"You better stop crying because I want silence in my territory," he said seriously, while looking away.

I looked at him and a touch of happiness brushed upon me. I don't understand myself but maybe because of his presence, how he managed to be here with while I felt so down, must have made me feel that I'm not alone.

Soon, I felt lighter and a smile swept across my face. I settled myself comfortably, just inches beside him. I savored the fresh air that fluttered across the place. And all my loneliness seemed to flutter away with the wind.

Suddenly, I felt some light movements beside me. When I opened my eyes he has already walked away towards the gym.

I sat up and cried, "Wait!"

He stopped and turned to look at me blankly.

"Your hanky," I said, as I raised it up.

"Throw it away, that already garbage." he said, as he walked away.

I slowly brought down the hanky. He sure was cold, but I still thank him for accompanying me when I was really down.

"Relena! Relena!"

"What!" I spoke loudly in exclamation. "Sorry,"

"What are you thinking of?" Hilde asked curiously.

"Nothing." I sighed wearily. I was thinking of him-Trowa. I can't seem to get him and his kindness off my mind. I feel safe and protected whenever I'm with him.

"Come on," Hilde nudged some more. "You know you can trust me, wait! I know the meaning of those dreamy eyes,"

"What?"

"You're thinking of someone," she said in a singsong manner. "Hmmm, who's the lucky guy?"

"Hilde!" I cried as I blushed wildly.

"Look! You're blushing!" she teased as she giggled wildly.

I sighed as I rolled my eyes in irritation. Hilde stopped laughing after realizing I was getting pissed off. "Ok, sorry but you were really blushing. Come on, tell me about it."

"Well," I stammered, not knowing how to start. "I'm just deeply intrigued by his actions, his being cold then suddenly nice and then gentle. It's nothing, but I feel really at ease when I'm with him."

"Who is he?"

"He's, um, Trowa, of-"

"Trowa? Trowa Barton of Cinq Fatale?" Hilde gasped loudly.

"Yes, but, please lower your voice, okay?" I said as I tried to knock some sense out of her.

"But, I thought you hate the whole Cinq Fatale?"

I nodded slowly. "Yeah, but Trowa's different." I replied. "He's kind and gentle unlike his arrogant and evil friend, Heero."

"You know what, Relena." Hilde said. "I think Cinq Fatale is not as evil as you think. Maybe, they just gave you a black ribbon to show you who's the boss. Each of them have their soft sides, you'll just have to discover them."

I sighed as I agreed. "I guess you're right."

-tbc-

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