Never was, Isn't Now, Never Will

Chapter three

You're Not My Wife

Telling Milliardo about getting fired was…eventful. I couldn't say I was expecting him to be very understanding on the new turns of events not to mention my last assignment, but I at least expected a little more, how do I say it, acceptance? He knew I didn't take the job seriously. Mars wasn't my home and I hardly knew the basics about it enough to insure a lifetime career as the Mars Representative. Actually, after the shock settled in, I almost saw it as a blessing, but, now, not so much…

Looking out of my shuttle window, I admired the stars that I had become so found of over the past ten years. It was different on Mars, when you looked up at the stars. They seemed just so much closer and Earth had all these lights blocking their natural shine. Not that Mars didn't, it just seemed different.

Sighing heavily, I drummed my fingers over the one suitcase I was bringing with me to Earth resting in my lap. I didn't need anything else. I didn't have any furniture to haul with me, not many personal possessions or clothes that Milliardo couldn't just bring with him when he came down to check in on me. He never exactly said he was going to but knowing him, he would.

It had been four hours since I had left the airport on Mars and I still hadn't gotten the nerve to call Hilde. It wasn't that I couldn't. Planes and shuttles had come a long way, allowing you phone access with no dangerous side effects on the air craft. The only thing holding me back was any grudge she may have against me.

We had tried to keep in touch at first, sent video messages, called frequently, and so on. But, after about a year, the contact sort of dissolved into thin air as if it was never there in the first place. I was busy with my new job that was thrust upon me with guilt and I couldn't really say why she would stop. I never really took it personally and I still considered her one of my most trusted friends but a part of me was afraid nonetheless.

In fact, I had opened and closed my phone at least 50 times by now, dialed the number 20, and let it actually ring twice. I just couldn't bear to let it go all the way through. Plus, I didn't even know what time it was there.

"Just call her already, Relena; what do you have to lose?" I said to myself aloud. I groaned when I realized I had her and Duo to lose. I had already lost Heero…

But that was my fault.

Drumming my fingers again, I looked over the small crowd that sat on the shuttle. Not very many people really lived on Mars yet so it wasn't like very many people could leave.

I froze when I landed on a pair of blue eyes in my nosey examination of the other passengers. I even started to get nervous when said person didn't look away but in fact rose from his seat and started walking in my direction. With each step he took, my heart started beating faster and dropped further and further into my stomach until I felt ready to die rather than sit and worry on what this man was going to do.

But to my surprised, he smiled down at me when he got to my empty row of seats aside from one person, me.

"I'm sorry, I was being rude. I really didn't mean to stare." Giving me a once over before adding, "I hope I didn't startle you…"

I didn't really know what to say. Hell yeah you startled me? No, I couldn't say that.

Smiling cautiously, I held up my thumb and fore finger a little less than an inch apart, as if I was describing the size of something really small, "Just a wee bit" laughing nervously

He frowned, and I couldn't but feel guilty for it. "Really, it's fine though. I just wasn't expecting to find eyes looking at me much less find them walking towards me."

"Sorry, I've been watching you curiously for awhile now, I'm sorry to say" shrugging apologetically, before looking down at the endless row of empty seats beside me, "May I?"

Nodding, he sat down beside me, turning his body to face mine, "I'm Quatre Winner" offering his hand to me

Accepting it I gave him the warmest smile I could manage under the circumstances, "Relena Y-…Dorlian"

I was shocked. I hadn't made that mistake in…years.

Ignoring it, Quatre started explaining himself which I can I admit I was curious to know, "I really am sorry. I mean, I would be a little freaked to, you know, to see someone watching me let alone be told by the very person!

"But, the reason I was watching you was because you seemed to be…upset about something. I'm not a therapist or anything I just always find myself trying to comfort complete strangers with their problems that I really have no business to know which most folks remind me so…"

I looked upset? Either way, I couldn't help but feel at least a little flattered that he was worried about me, a complete stranger who could very well possibly thinking out a plan to take down the plan to end all our lives.

"So…would you like to talk about it?" His voice interrupted my mental ranting. And when I finally came around to figuring out exactly what he said, I couldn't make up my mind whether I wanted to or not. I hadn't talk to anyone about ten years ago…

Looking at him, with hope that I could trust him, I smiled shyly, "I don't know. I mean, sure, yeah I would be nice to get things off my chest but I really wouldn't want to bother you with-"

"No, it wouldn't bother me at all, Ms. Dorlian! If it did I would be over here trying to figure it out"

He had a point. "Relena's fine."

"Then I must insist on Quatre"

I couldn't help but give him a genuine smile, he really did deserve it. I could tell he was a very caring person, maybe even a person I would like to keep as a friend someday, "Well, Quatre, I don't know where to begin…"

"Start with the root of the problem and work your way up to why you kept opening and closing your phone, I have time for a long story. We still have seven more hours to go till earth"

Hesitant, I started from the horrible accident that ruined my life since and once I began, I couldn't stop the words from flowing, pouring my heart out to a stranger that I had already given my trust.

"It all started when my only brother and only living relative was assigned to the project to build and create a city of dreams on Mars ten years ago…"

Groaning inwardly, rolling my eyes into the back of my head once she left, I cursed the braided idiot for fixing me up on a date. She was pretty, she was nice, she had a perfect body but she was dumb, couldn't hold an argument, didn't force her opinions, and didn't appreciate the art of food.

There were far too many strikes to even consider a second date, there were before I even met her.

"Sorry about that…" said person said as she returned to her seat, returning her blackberry to her zebra print purse, another strike. But her honey blonde hair was a plus.

"It's fine. Who was it?" only slightly curious

"It was a patient scheduling an abortion-"

I couldn't let her continue any further, "You support abortion?" I was completely disgusted.

"Whether I support it or not has nothing to do-" fumbling for words as my sudden outburst

"Just answer the question."

"Yes, I support abortion. I think everyone woman as a right to her own body and right to do with and the life in as she pleases-"

"Yes, she has right to her body but not to the life in it! Its murder!" how could anybody support such a thing!

"I can see how you'd think that, Heero, but if the woman isn't ready for a baby then it shouldn't be brought into a world where it can't be probably cared for and-"

"If you can't care for it then you put it up for adoption, not kill it-"

"How is that any better when orphanages all over the world already have a handful of kids they can hardly care for when you could just save the child from the misery of-"

"There wouldn't be so many kids in orphanages and foster homes if the system didn't take so fucking long to let good parents adopt a goddamn kid. There wouldn't be so many kids in there if they would just let gays adopt-"

"You support homosexuals?" now she seemed appalled, he could hear it in her voice.

"They are human beings just like the rest of us with their own personal lives that shouldn't be judged by public eyes. If someone has a problem with it then just don't fucking look."

"Homosexuals are sins walking on two legs! It says in the bible that-"

"I don't give a rat's ass what your fucking bible says!"

"Heero!-"

"It says in the bible that you're not supposed to curse, you're not supposed to have sex, and you're supposed to pray every day. It says a lot of things. It says you're not supposed to murder or get divorced. But, look at everyone who does it anyway! You don't walk around and judge them do you!"

"But that's different-"

"How is it different? Someone you don't know likes someone of the same sex. How is that in any way affecting your life as we speak this very moment? How is their love for one another harming the world? They are just couples like the rest of the other couples. Who are you one to judge!"

It was quiet and after a moment I realized that most of the restaurant was watching. Sighing, I cursed myself for letting my opinions get the better of me.

"Heero, why don't you like me?" eyeing him with questioning brown eyes. It'd be better if they were blue.

Looking up in shock, I was surprised by the question. I wasn't expecting it…at all in fact, "what?"

"Duo said you'd be hard to get along with but ever since I've opened my mouth you've just argued with me and criticized me and insulted me… You're not even the slightest bit attracted to me."

I didn't need this… Standing up, throwing a couple twenty's on the table out of my wallet, I tried to make my leave. Too much annoyance, she scampered up, following me out, calling my name till we made it out the front door. If she wanted to make a scene she could do it by herself.

Opening the door to my car outside the building, I turned around, "What do you want!" I didn't know why the question bothered me so much…but I didn't really feel like trying to find out. At the moment, I was more set on killing a braided bastard.

Before I could react, she was kissing me, holding on to my next like someone else used to do…. It only made me angrier.

Pushing her away, I quickly rubbed my mouth raw till I was sure her imprint was gone, "What the hell do you think you're doing!"

"I just kissed you and you didn't even kiss me back!" I didn't know she was one to throw herself at you, if I had known I would have left a long time ago not caring how she felt about it.

"What did you expect me to do? I don't like you, Harriet and I never will!" sliding into my car. I was about to shut the door when something stopped it…

"But, why? What's wrong with me?" determined for some sort of answer

Looking at her, I let my mind go blank and said the first answer that entered my mind, the most honest answer there could be.

"You're not my wife"

Mkay so i know i haven't been trying very hard on this. I don't really know where i want this story to go and when i get an idea i get a better one. But, I figured it was about time i owed anybody who might be reading this a chapter. So is it okay? not okay? tell me what you think and ill do my best to write Chapter 4 soon. R&R please!