Genie Magic
Author's Notes: Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter! I was, uh.abducted by alien men called -what was the word they told me? - Martians! That's right! Ha ha! Am utterly perfect and unbreakable alibi! *rubs hands together evilly*
Erm.yes, well. Now onto the fic.yes. I have received a complaint about my foul language. Eep! Sorry! I didn't realize that I "casually swore" so much! *grumbles about The Simpsons rubbing off* Ok, I'll try to keep the potty mouth a bit cleaner from now on, but you gotta understand that these people are 20 year olds. They're expected to cuss every now and then! Anyway, my sincerest apologies. But thank you for reviewing! THANX TO _EVERYONE_ FOR REVIEWING, HEAR?! Good.
Disclaimer: *stares at you* 0______0. What're ya expecting me to say? *puts on a snooty English accent* Oh yes, I own Gundam Wing and I roll around on my mountain of money every night before I go to bed. Next week I shall purchase the FBI and take over the world! Tra la la la la! (I was being sarcastic, if you couldn't tell. If you really couldn't, I suggest you get some professional help.)
~*~Chapter 3~*~
Relena chewed nervously on her bottom lip as Heero locked the door. The look on his face was not pleasant. He looked ready to kill.
*Uh oh. Think fast, Relena girl! Distraction! You've gotta distract him! Change the subject!*
"So!" Relena piped up cheerfully, feeling the exact opposite inside. "What d'ya think?" She spread out her arms, presenting herself.
Heero scowled. "I think that you owe me an explanation."
Relena smiled, a bit uncertain. *Change the subject or you won't get the contract! You can't make him sign it if he's angry!*
Aloud she said: "Well, you thought wrong. I'm hungry. Where do you keep the grub around here? And I think you need to fix your wall before termites infest your apartment." She walked hastily to the kitchen.
Heero shook his head. That girl was more trouble than she was worth. Of course, he could get rid of her easily enough. Still thinking about his would be 'deal', he was startled when he heard a small bang. He rushed over to the kitchen.
Relena was frozen beside the microwave, her finger hovering near the eject button, her shirt splattered with a brown sauce. Inside the microwave was half a can of baked beans, the other half blown off its rocker.
"Relena, what in the world do you think you're doing?!"
"Um," she answered, trying to find the words. "I _was_ trying to make bean soup, 'cuz you know how if you melt ice cream it turns soupy? I though if you melted the beans it would make bean soup! Save the fuss of the stove, right? And I didn't want you to wait for dinner so I just, um.sped things up a bit. With my magic."
Heero glared at her. "And what am I supposed to do with this mess?" He said, waving at the microwave. There was steam hissing from the tin can. The entire contents of the can had burst out everywhere.
"The mess?" Relena grinned. "Is that all you're worried about?" She snapped her fingers and all the remnants of the cooking disaster disappeared. Heero blinked.
Relena, looking at her watch, extracted a feather pen and the contract from her pocket. "Um, Heero Yuy, sir," addressing the client formally (as was the way she was taught to when making an agreement). Heero looked at her, still slightly bewildered. "I don't mean to be pushy, but my time's almost up. If you don't sign this in the next five minutes, I'm outta here."
Heero furrowed his brow in thought. She did cause a heap of trouble today. But it was really very entertaining. She could keep his place perfect as long as she was here, and save him a lot of work. But how would he explain her to the guys? Heero Yuy did not like nuisances. And this predicament he was in was a fully blown nuisance. He was about to shake his head and say no when he felt a bad feeling in his guts. *Come on Yuy! Just say no! You said it yourself: she's more trouble than she's worth! Imagine what your life will become! Getting rid of her would be the best choice.*
But as Heero raised his eyes to stare into Relena's aquamarine ones, he couldn't force himself to do it. There was something about this girl, although he couldn't say just what. He felt, oddly enough, better with her. Not exactly /better/, better wasn't the proper word. But it was the only one he could think of to describe it.
Relena waited patiently. Mustn't rush the client.
"I can do other stuff," she offered. She pointed to the table and /pop!/ There lay an incredible feast, fit for a king. Turkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, fresh salad, and fruit basket, some beer and pop, pies, cakes, lasagna, pizza, you name it. Heero walked over to the table, uncertain of what would happen if he touched the delicious looking food. He picked up a ripe red apple. It was real. He whipped his head around to stare at Relena. Surely this was costing him one of his wishes! Oh right, she didn't do the wish thing. If she could at least cook and clean, maybe then she could be worth the trouble, like a personal maid he wouldn't have to pay!
"Fine. Relena, you've got yourself a deal."
Relena clapped her hands, obviously thrilled. Heero felt a strange warmness spread inside his body when he saw her smile.
"Yay! Oh Master Heero! You won't regret it! I promise you! I'll patch up things with your friends, too! Now then. How long do you want me for?"
"Excuse me?"
"My contact, Master Heero," Relena sighed. How could he be that oblivious? "How long do you want me to be your genie?"
"Two years," he blurted out before he could stop himself.
"Two years? That's an awfully long time, sir, if I may say so myself. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider? One year perhaps is better."
*Oh no. I definitely want you for more than a year.* Heero mentally slapped himself. *What the hell was that? Steady yourself, Yuy! Don't screw up now!*
"Why, you think it's too hard?" Heero smirked. This way he didn't have admit anything too embarrassing.
"Why Master Heero! Is that a challenge?"
"You can take it anyway you want. I wasn't implying anything."
Relena gave an evil grin. "Your wish is my command, Master Heero." She took the pen and gave a few quick marks on the paper, signed it, and handed it to Heero. At the very bottom of the contract there was a space, and beside it marked:
'In agreement to all terms and conditions, for the length of (2) years, Genie (Relena -Lamp 01), this contract hereby states that (Heero Yuy) is her Master, no strings attached. This contract is null and void lest there be [A] a problem with or inside the contract, [B] the Master cuts the term before the contract is fulfilled; [C] the NWGA causes the genie to end the contract. Sign here.'
Heero used the feather to tickle his chin. "What's NWGA?"
"The National Worldwide Genie Association." Relena murmured without hesitation.
Heero gave her one last look, the genie he owned -practically- for the next two years. *God help me,* he thought, and signed the paper.
With a loud poof, the contract rolled up a disappeared. Then two copies appeared, one floating to Heero and the other to Relena. Relena reached up and folded the contract, tucking it in her pocket. Heero reread the bottom. Under his signature, empty before, it now said: The NWGA thanks you for your cooperation, and hope your Genie shall prove to be more than satisfactory. If any problems should arouse, please do not hesitate to call us for assistance. Your Genie shall have the telephone number. Best of luck to you, Mr. Heero Yuy! May all of your wishes come true!
"That's your copy, you know," Relena said. "You can read over the contract at your leisure or even rip it up, whatever you want."
"What happens when I rip it up?"
"Well, first you say what you want to happen. Like, for instance, 'I hereby proclaim that Relena of Lamp no.01 shall not serve me any longer,' and then you just rip it in half. Should you do that, then I'm gone, no matter what the circumstances."
"I see."
There was an awkward pause. "So.," Heero said, his voice deadpan. "Do you have your own place to sleep, or do I have to provide it?"
Relena looked horrified. "Oh no no! We genies come equipped for anything that we need in any such situations! You don't need to worry about me!" She smiled suddenly. "It's been a big day, Master Heero. Why don't you go get some sleep?"
"Yeah, sure." Heero, still a bit miffed, walked to the bathroom.
When he emerged, ready for bed, he returned to his living room. Relena was sitting in his couch, staring out of the balcony window. Her face held a wistful expression, almost glowing as the moonlight bathed it in. The curtains were pushed back as far as they would go, the lights turned off, and it left Heero's apartment cast in eerie night shadows. Heero was almost afraid to disturb her trance. She looked like a porcelain doll, unmoving. He had to see if she was real.
"Relena?" he asked.
She whirled around, surprised to see him standing there. "Yes, Master Heero?"
Heero faltered, unsure of what to say. "Um, good night."
She gave a soft smile. "Good night, Master Heero."
Heero closed the door to his bedroom. *Master.I guess I'll be hearing that a lot more from now on.* He shook his head. This whole thing had to be a dream. Strange though, he thought, as he held the contract in his hand. This was a dream he didn't want to end.
~ * ~ * ~
Heero awoke to the smell of fresh bacon. He inhaled deeply, still half asleep. He enjoyed the smell of the morning. It wasn't that he couldn't cook bacon. He was actually a pretty good chef. He just usually woke up late, and had to miss breakfast.
There was a knock on his door. "Master Heero?" Relena voice chirped up. "I made you breakfast."
"Come in," Heero sighed out. The sun was shining in his eyes, traveling in from a split in the curtain cloth. He figured he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep anyways. Relena opened to door, holding out a food tray. She gently set it on Heero's lap. He picked up a fork and ate slowly, savoring the taste.
Heero's ears perked up. There was a distant melody traveling through the air. Accompanying it was the shouts of people, laughing and having fun.
"What's all the commotion about?"
Relena beamed. She threw open the windows and pointed outwards. "There's a circus in town!"
Heero continued eating. "So?"
Relena's sunny disposition was turned upside down. "I, was, you know, hoping we could go."
Heero didn't even look up. "No."
"Why not? It's a beautiful day!"
"I said no."
"But it'll be fun!" Relena protested.
"Look," Heero snapped. "I don't feel like going, so forget about it."
"Fine," Relena grumbled. "Geez, you must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today."
Heero shot her a look.
Relena marched out of his room, obviously upset. Heero crooked an eye after her. Her demeanor caused something to stir deep inside him. She was angry. It wouldn't do to have an angry genie. Especially if it was his fault. Heero moved the tray to the side and got up. He would have to apologize.
Relena flipped on the televison. What a bastard. She didn't even know why she took on this job. She goes and makes him breakfast, twice, receiving no thanks whatsoever. What a _bastard_. Her master even refused to have some fun. He was mean, cold, rude, and, and.handsome, and strong, and sexy, and mysterious, and.lost. He needed her help. Relena had been kind enough not to even mention the situation that was brought up when they first met. He was trying to commit suicide, for pity's sake! Why though.
Her head turned when she heard the sound of footsteps. Heero came into view, wearing a white muscle top and jeans. Leisure clothes. He was wearing nice, comfortable, leisure clothes! Did he have a change of heart? *Woah, girl, don't get ahead of yourself! Knowing him, he's probably going to ignore you for the whole day.*
Heero saw his genie's expression as she flipped through channels. She was hurt, though she did well to cover it. But she ought to learn that no one could fool Heero Yuy.
"Relena?"
She looked at him, pasting a huge fake grin on her face. "What is it, Master Heero? Is there something you desire?"
Heero winced. Using that tone was cruel, making him feel even guiltier. "I'm gonna make a deal with you." What was he saying? "I'll go to the circus with you, but you have to clean the whole house. By yourself."
Relena jumped up, her cloud of despair gone. "Sure thing Master Heero! Thank you! Can I clean the house when we get back?"
"That's fine," Heero murmured, secretly proud that he could make Relena so excited.
"Ooh, this is going to be a great day! I have to get ready! How about a picnic lunch?" She walked to the kitchen, ideas filling her head.
"Relena!" Heero called. She turned. "Remember, you're my cousin."
She gave him a mock salute.
Heero sighed. He was hungry. He went back to his bedroom. Breakfast was waiting.
~ * ~ * ~
It was, Heero admitted later, a perfect day. The sun was shining, the grass green, birds singing, a light breeze blowing. Heero scowled. The weather did not match his mood. He was in the mood to kill. He glanced at his companion to his right.
Relena was enjoying herself immensely, and they had only entered the circus gates. She loved sunny weather, it always cheered up even the most awful of moods. Her master did not share her enthusiasm. Ah, the day was young. He would be grinning before lunch, even if she had to force him.
The duo walked through the circus slowly, Relena pointing out anything that caught her attention. Heero was barely starting to relax, but was in a better temper than that morning. They stopped for cotton candy.
Relena giggled. The sweet was yummy. She licked her lips. The slight move caught Heero's attention. She was really quite childish, the smallest of things amusing her to no end. But she was surrounded with an innocence that he had never seen before. The situation he was in now: taking a girl out to the circus, eating cotton candy, was really quite priceless.
"Master Heero! Look at that sign!" Relena caught his arm, pointing wildly.
He hissed at her. "Not Master, remember? Just Heero. Your cousin."
Relena smiled, ashamed. "Oh, right. Sorry."
A man had placed a large sign, displaying an arrow. It said: Dangerous, deadly, edge-of-your seats circus acts! Come see the acrobats, knife- throwers, fire-breathers! Show starts in the Main tent at two-thirty.
"Let's go! The show starts soon! Hurry!" Relena had bounded on her feet, and was dragging a very unwilling Heero across the grass.
"Relena," he growled. "It's just a waste of time. The show's probably not even half decent."
"But what if there's a," her voice dropped. "A _magic show_?"
He stared.
"I adore magic shows!" Relena beamed. "I like seeing the best they can do, knowing that I can do better." She frowned when Heero rolled his eyes.
"Phhplt," Relena blew a raspberry. "Who cares what you think? Let's go!"
"Hey," Heero shot back. "I found you, I revived you, and I deserve some respect. Don't you dare talk to me like that."
Relena grinned. "Oh, I'm sorry, Heero, but I believe your original orders stated that I was to be your cousin today." She stuck her tongue out at him, and sped away to the Main Tent.
Heero grimaced. It was gonna be a long day.
~ * ~ * ~
A/N: Yeah, sorry, it's been a while! I know I said that Q and T man were in this chappie, but I just couldn't put them in here! Call me lazy, call me crazy.I just didn't want to. Don't ask me why, I'm just strange that way. And there ain't nothing you can do about it! HAHAHAHAHA.*ehem* R & R pleasees!
Author's Notes: Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter! I was, uh.abducted by alien men called -what was the word they told me? - Martians! That's right! Ha ha! Am utterly perfect and unbreakable alibi! *rubs hands together evilly*
Erm.yes, well. Now onto the fic.yes. I have received a complaint about my foul language. Eep! Sorry! I didn't realize that I "casually swore" so much! *grumbles about The Simpsons rubbing off* Ok, I'll try to keep the potty mouth a bit cleaner from now on, but you gotta understand that these people are 20 year olds. They're expected to cuss every now and then! Anyway, my sincerest apologies. But thank you for reviewing! THANX TO _EVERYONE_ FOR REVIEWING, HEAR?! Good.
Disclaimer: *stares at you* 0______0. What're ya expecting me to say? *puts on a snooty English accent* Oh yes, I own Gundam Wing and I roll around on my mountain of money every night before I go to bed. Next week I shall purchase the FBI and take over the world! Tra la la la la! (I was being sarcastic, if you couldn't tell. If you really couldn't, I suggest you get some professional help.)
~*~Chapter 3~*~
Relena chewed nervously on her bottom lip as Heero locked the door. The look on his face was not pleasant. He looked ready to kill.
*Uh oh. Think fast, Relena girl! Distraction! You've gotta distract him! Change the subject!*
"So!" Relena piped up cheerfully, feeling the exact opposite inside. "What d'ya think?" She spread out her arms, presenting herself.
Heero scowled. "I think that you owe me an explanation."
Relena smiled, a bit uncertain. *Change the subject or you won't get the contract! You can't make him sign it if he's angry!*
Aloud she said: "Well, you thought wrong. I'm hungry. Where do you keep the grub around here? And I think you need to fix your wall before termites infest your apartment." She walked hastily to the kitchen.
Heero shook his head. That girl was more trouble than she was worth. Of course, he could get rid of her easily enough. Still thinking about his would be 'deal', he was startled when he heard a small bang. He rushed over to the kitchen.
Relena was frozen beside the microwave, her finger hovering near the eject button, her shirt splattered with a brown sauce. Inside the microwave was half a can of baked beans, the other half blown off its rocker.
"Relena, what in the world do you think you're doing?!"
"Um," she answered, trying to find the words. "I _was_ trying to make bean soup, 'cuz you know how if you melt ice cream it turns soupy? I though if you melted the beans it would make bean soup! Save the fuss of the stove, right? And I didn't want you to wait for dinner so I just, um.sped things up a bit. With my magic."
Heero glared at her. "And what am I supposed to do with this mess?" He said, waving at the microwave. There was steam hissing from the tin can. The entire contents of the can had burst out everywhere.
"The mess?" Relena grinned. "Is that all you're worried about?" She snapped her fingers and all the remnants of the cooking disaster disappeared. Heero blinked.
Relena, looking at her watch, extracted a feather pen and the contract from her pocket. "Um, Heero Yuy, sir," addressing the client formally (as was the way she was taught to when making an agreement). Heero looked at her, still slightly bewildered. "I don't mean to be pushy, but my time's almost up. If you don't sign this in the next five minutes, I'm outta here."
Heero furrowed his brow in thought. She did cause a heap of trouble today. But it was really very entertaining. She could keep his place perfect as long as she was here, and save him a lot of work. But how would he explain her to the guys? Heero Yuy did not like nuisances. And this predicament he was in was a fully blown nuisance. He was about to shake his head and say no when he felt a bad feeling in his guts. *Come on Yuy! Just say no! You said it yourself: she's more trouble than she's worth! Imagine what your life will become! Getting rid of her would be the best choice.*
But as Heero raised his eyes to stare into Relena's aquamarine ones, he couldn't force himself to do it. There was something about this girl, although he couldn't say just what. He felt, oddly enough, better with her. Not exactly /better/, better wasn't the proper word. But it was the only one he could think of to describe it.
Relena waited patiently. Mustn't rush the client.
"I can do other stuff," she offered. She pointed to the table and /pop!/ There lay an incredible feast, fit for a king. Turkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, fresh salad, and fruit basket, some beer and pop, pies, cakes, lasagna, pizza, you name it. Heero walked over to the table, uncertain of what would happen if he touched the delicious looking food. He picked up a ripe red apple. It was real. He whipped his head around to stare at Relena. Surely this was costing him one of his wishes! Oh right, she didn't do the wish thing. If she could at least cook and clean, maybe then she could be worth the trouble, like a personal maid he wouldn't have to pay!
"Fine. Relena, you've got yourself a deal."
Relena clapped her hands, obviously thrilled. Heero felt a strange warmness spread inside his body when he saw her smile.
"Yay! Oh Master Heero! You won't regret it! I promise you! I'll patch up things with your friends, too! Now then. How long do you want me for?"
"Excuse me?"
"My contact, Master Heero," Relena sighed. How could he be that oblivious? "How long do you want me to be your genie?"
"Two years," he blurted out before he could stop himself.
"Two years? That's an awfully long time, sir, if I may say so myself. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider? One year perhaps is better."
*Oh no. I definitely want you for more than a year.* Heero mentally slapped himself. *What the hell was that? Steady yourself, Yuy! Don't screw up now!*
"Why, you think it's too hard?" Heero smirked. This way he didn't have admit anything too embarrassing.
"Why Master Heero! Is that a challenge?"
"You can take it anyway you want. I wasn't implying anything."
Relena gave an evil grin. "Your wish is my command, Master Heero." She took the pen and gave a few quick marks on the paper, signed it, and handed it to Heero. At the very bottom of the contract there was a space, and beside it marked:
'In agreement to all terms and conditions, for the length of (2) years, Genie (Relena -Lamp 01), this contract hereby states that (Heero Yuy) is her Master, no strings attached. This contract is null and void lest there be [A] a problem with or inside the contract, [B] the Master cuts the term before the contract is fulfilled; [C] the NWGA causes the genie to end the contract. Sign here.'
Heero used the feather to tickle his chin. "What's NWGA?"
"The National Worldwide Genie Association." Relena murmured without hesitation.
Heero gave her one last look, the genie he owned -practically- for the next two years. *God help me,* he thought, and signed the paper.
With a loud poof, the contract rolled up a disappeared. Then two copies appeared, one floating to Heero and the other to Relena. Relena reached up and folded the contract, tucking it in her pocket. Heero reread the bottom. Under his signature, empty before, it now said: The NWGA thanks you for your cooperation, and hope your Genie shall prove to be more than satisfactory. If any problems should arouse, please do not hesitate to call us for assistance. Your Genie shall have the telephone number. Best of luck to you, Mr. Heero Yuy! May all of your wishes come true!
"That's your copy, you know," Relena said. "You can read over the contract at your leisure or even rip it up, whatever you want."
"What happens when I rip it up?"
"Well, first you say what you want to happen. Like, for instance, 'I hereby proclaim that Relena of Lamp no.01 shall not serve me any longer,' and then you just rip it in half. Should you do that, then I'm gone, no matter what the circumstances."
"I see."
There was an awkward pause. "So.," Heero said, his voice deadpan. "Do you have your own place to sleep, or do I have to provide it?"
Relena looked horrified. "Oh no no! We genies come equipped for anything that we need in any such situations! You don't need to worry about me!" She smiled suddenly. "It's been a big day, Master Heero. Why don't you go get some sleep?"
"Yeah, sure." Heero, still a bit miffed, walked to the bathroom.
When he emerged, ready for bed, he returned to his living room. Relena was sitting in his couch, staring out of the balcony window. Her face held a wistful expression, almost glowing as the moonlight bathed it in. The curtains were pushed back as far as they would go, the lights turned off, and it left Heero's apartment cast in eerie night shadows. Heero was almost afraid to disturb her trance. She looked like a porcelain doll, unmoving. He had to see if she was real.
"Relena?" he asked.
She whirled around, surprised to see him standing there. "Yes, Master Heero?"
Heero faltered, unsure of what to say. "Um, good night."
She gave a soft smile. "Good night, Master Heero."
Heero closed the door to his bedroom. *Master.I guess I'll be hearing that a lot more from now on.* He shook his head. This whole thing had to be a dream. Strange though, he thought, as he held the contract in his hand. This was a dream he didn't want to end.
~ * ~ * ~
Heero awoke to the smell of fresh bacon. He inhaled deeply, still half asleep. He enjoyed the smell of the morning. It wasn't that he couldn't cook bacon. He was actually a pretty good chef. He just usually woke up late, and had to miss breakfast.
There was a knock on his door. "Master Heero?" Relena voice chirped up. "I made you breakfast."
"Come in," Heero sighed out. The sun was shining in his eyes, traveling in from a split in the curtain cloth. He figured he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep anyways. Relena opened to door, holding out a food tray. She gently set it on Heero's lap. He picked up a fork and ate slowly, savoring the taste.
Heero's ears perked up. There was a distant melody traveling through the air. Accompanying it was the shouts of people, laughing and having fun.
"What's all the commotion about?"
Relena beamed. She threw open the windows and pointed outwards. "There's a circus in town!"
Heero continued eating. "So?"
Relena's sunny disposition was turned upside down. "I, was, you know, hoping we could go."
Heero didn't even look up. "No."
"Why not? It's a beautiful day!"
"I said no."
"But it'll be fun!" Relena protested.
"Look," Heero snapped. "I don't feel like going, so forget about it."
"Fine," Relena grumbled. "Geez, you must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today."
Heero shot her a look.
Relena marched out of his room, obviously upset. Heero crooked an eye after her. Her demeanor caused something to stir deep inside him. She was angry. It wouldn't do to have an angry genie. Especially if it was his fault. Heero moved the tray to the side and got up. He would have to apologize.
Relena flipped on the televison. What a bastard. She didn't even know why she took on this job. She goes and makes him breakfast, twice, receiving no thanks whatsoever. What a _bastard_. Her master even refused to have some fun. He was mean, cold, rude, and, and.handsome, and strong, and sexy, and mysterious, and.lost. He needed her help. Relena had been kind enough not to even mention the situation that was brought up when they first met. He was trying to commit suicide, for pity's sake! Why though.
Her head turned when she heard the sound of footsteps. Heero came into view, wearing a white muscle top and jeans. Leisure clothes. He was wearing nice, comfortable, leisure clothes! Did he have a change of heart? *Woah, girl, don't get ahead of yourself! Knowing him, he's probably going to ignore you for the whole day.*
Heero saw his genie's expression as she flipped through channels. She was hurt, though she did well to cover it. But she ought to learn that no one could fool Heero Yuy.
"Relena?"
She looked at him, pasting a huge fake grin on her face. "What is it, Master Heero? Is there something you desire?"
Heero winced. Using that tone was cruel, making him feel even guiltier. "I'm gonna make a deal with you." What was he saying? "I'll go to the circus with you, but you have to clean the whole house. By yourself."
Relena jumped up, her cloud of despair gone. "Sure thing Master Heero! Thank you! Can I clean the house when we get back?"
"That's fine," Heero murmured, secretly proud that he could make Relena so excited.
"Ooh, this is going to be a great day! I have to get ready! How about a picnic lunch?" She walked to the kitchen, ideas filling her head.
"Relena!" Heero called. She turned. "Remember, you're my cousin."
She gave him a mock salute.
Heero sighed. He was hungry. He went back to his bedroom. Breakfast was waiting.
~ * ~ * ~
It was, Heero admitted later, a perfect day. The sun was shining, the grass green, birds singing, a light breeze blowing. Heero scowled. The weather did not match his mood. He was in the mood to kill. He glanced at his companion to his right.
Relena was enjoying herself immensely, and they had only entered the circus gates. She loved sunny weather, it always cheered up even the most awful of moods. Her master did not share her enthusiasm. Ah, the day was young. He would be grinning before lunch, even if she had to force him.
The duo walked through the circus slowly, Relena pointing out anything that caught her attention. Heero was barely starting to relax, but was in a better temper than that morning. They stopped for cotton candy.
Relena giggled. The sweet was yummy. She licked her lips. The slight move caught Heero's attention. She was really quite childish, the smallest of things amusing her to no end. But she was surrounded with an innocence that he had never seen before. The situation he was in now: taking a girl out to the circus, eating cotton candy, was really quite priceless.
"Master Heero! Look at that sign!" Relena caught his arm, pointing wildly.
He hissed at her. "Not Master, remember? Just Heero. Your cousin."
Relena smiled, ashamed. "Oh, right. Sorry."
A man had placed a large sign, displaying an arrow. It said: Dangerous, deadly, edge-of-your seats circus acts! Come see the acrobats, knife- throwers, fire-breathers! Show starts in the Main tent at two-thirty.
"Let's go! The show starts soon! Hurry!" Relena had bounded on her feet, and was dragging a very unwilling Heero across the grass.
"Relena," he growled. "It's just a waste of time. The show's probably not even half decent."
"But what if there's a," her voice dropped. "A _magic show_?"
He stared.
"I adore magic shows!" Relena beamed. "I like seeing the best they can do, knowing that I can do better." She frowned when Heero rolled his eyes.
"Phhplt," Relena blew a raspberry. "Who cares what you think? Let's go!"
"Hey," Heero shot back. "I found you, I revived you, and I deserve some respect. Don't you dare talk to me like that."
Relena grinned. "Oh, I'm sorry, Heero, but I believe your original orders stated that I was to be your cousin today." She stuck her tongue out at him, and sped away to the Main Tent.
Heero grimaced. It was gonna be a long day.
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A/N: Yeah, sorry, it's been a while! I know I said that Q and T man were in this chappie, but I just couldn't put them in here! Call me lazy, call me crazy.I just didn't want to. Don't ask me why, I'm just strange that way. And there ain't nothing you can do about it! HAHAHAHAHA.*ehem* R & R pleasees!