Author's note; Okay people, I'm sorry I haven't posted in such a long time, but I've been really busy and thinking over some of the plot as well as writing some wee shorties here and there…oh, check out my Heero and Relena fic – "Ambitions" (hehehe just plugging my act) anyway…

I'll be posting every week hopefully... or at least that's the plan (don't count on it though) Chapter seven is written to the song "The way you Make me feel" by Ronan Keating. Enjoy!!!

Chapter 7

Couldn't feel much better

Than the way I feel tonight

Feel like I could live forever

Feel like I could fly

When I thought I'd got it wrong, yeah

You somehow make things right

The small sunlit courtyard held an even brighter air about it. The red painted pagodas seemed to reach all the way to the heavens. He turned his head and saw a gentle faced woman in a beautiful lilac embroidered kimono. A delicate butterfly design stitched its way up into the pale silk, matching the playfulness in the woman's young fine features. She knelt and held out her arms in the way only a mother would and the young toddler to her embrace.

Wufei sat up abruptly, sweating and panting profusely. Throwing his hands to his face, he desperately tried to banish the dream images from his mind. The woman, the little boy, the design on the kimono; what did she want from him? Why did these images keep plaguing him? Falling back onto the pillow, he lay there, thoughts swirling and spinning round in his head. Strangely another image was forcing its way into his consciousness, through the pain despair and sadness. Her. Those beautiful honey-golden silken strands; those unpredictable blue eyes; that soft sultry voice, full of love and generosity. Relena Dorlain Peacecraft.

Having no more than closed his eyes, the young man was alerted by the quiet shuffling of someone in his room. Sitting up straight, he quickly looked around the room. The large picture windows streamed with the morning light and the cupboard, mirror and desk were all as they should be. He heard a soft laugh from the doorway and snapped around to see the object of his unwilling daydream in the threshold of his room.

"Good Morning Wufei" She addressed him politely in her gentle political voice. Wufei covered his weakness with a quick, demeaning and cold glance at her. She was so beautiful! A powder pink strappy summer dress flowed smoothly around her form, which matched her high-heeled shoes. Her hair was tied back in a conservative, but daring ponytail and a pair of white-framed sunglasses sat casually on top. She cocked her head slightly, still smiling "I was wondering if you would accompany me to a public function."

Wufei turned away from her and slipped out the opposite side of his bed, into the gloom of the morning. Wrapping a shirt around his unclothed top half he walked to the window, aware of her eyes upon him all the time. He didn't want to converse with her after what had happened last night. He'd blurted a life's worth of sorrow and self-pity out in one night. He hardly knew her! It made him feel cheap and dishonest and the idea of betraying his bond with Meiran by telling her their story made him feel sick. What a miserable cur he was. The attraction he was feeling towards his employer was overwhelming and he feared it was more than simply physical adoration he felt for her. But that would mean surrendering the memory of his wife and changing his life, his outlook and his world. Couldn't she see what she was doing to him? She knew about his wife and she still persisted, why was she doing this? It was tearing him apart. For heavens sake man! She as good as married anyway! Why are you pretending to yourself? Give this job the couple more months it requires and then you'll be out of there and poor foolish Duo will take your place. Then life could return to normal. Still aware that she was watching him, he turned his head ever so slightly, his face danced between the shadow of the curtain and the gloomy morning light.

"Whatever you have planned." He said emotionlessly.

Relena's face brightened considerably and she patted her throat gently "Don't worry about my voice either, I was given doctor's permission too" She replied giving a wink of sincerity.

Wufei nodded curtly and turned back towards the window, the cold breeze making small tendrils of his long jet-black hair wave like ripples over his shoulder. Relena's face softened as she watched him with silent adoration. She was going to give him a mission he hadn't bargained for.

That's the way you make me feel

Better than I've ever known it

Better than it's ever been

I can't seem to control it, no

It's the way you make me feel

Like the sun coming up in the morning

Like holding the world in your hands

In a way I could never imagine, yeah

The way you make me feel

"I heard Wufei saved your life again," Sally said with a somewhat stifled sense of pride. Relena nodded striving to stay diplomatic though Sally's gaze was making her blush. "He hasn't let you touch his hair yet has he?" Sally added folding her arms and sounding very protective.

Relena simply smiled and shook her head.

"Good, it's good to hear he hasn't changed too much, I want you to return him in the same condition you got him in" laughed Sally mirthfully.

The young politician leant back and put in her two cents. "But he brushed mine last night.

Sally was astounded "He brushed your hair? What did you do with the Wufei I know?" Relena joined the older preventer as she laughed. It was a rather absurd idea, but the secrets, which had been shared last night, were deep and unique. Relena had felt privileged to having been witness to the opening of such a closed and mysterious soul. She knew however that a man like Wufei would never share his innermost thoughts and secrets with anyone and that saddened her. She didn't want him to face the ultimate unknown of life without a soul partner. The female preventer's voice stirred her from her pondering.

"What do you think Daryl will think of him?"

Relena's lips parted slightly to answer, but she stopped herself. Of course Daryl would not take kindly towards the presence of a man like Wufei near his fiancé, but frankly she didn't care. Wufei was her friend and business associate and he had no right to try and dominate her life. However something told her this was not the only reason she hoped that Wufei would upset Daryl. In the back of her mind a fantasy had been playing over and over of Daryl resorting to "sorting out" Wufei himself and being beaten to a pulp. It shocked her a little to think so unkindly towards her future husband, no matter how much of a git he was. But what shocked her more than anything else was the image of Wufei as her champion. Like a knight in shining armour, he would save her from this evil and deceitful arranged marriage. Relena found this incredibly foolish, she had stopped believing in fairytales when she was little girl. Perhaps after all there was one lesson to learn from nursery tales; Princesses marry princes, not knights of old. 

I couldn't feel much better

Than when I'm here with you

You make everything seem so easy

I'm telling you the truth

You never try to please me

But somehow, you always do

"The funfair!" Wufei snarled in an accusing whisper.

"Yes" his female companion smiled. He looked at her with a mix of shock and anger. "Oh Wufei, you need to relax!"

He could feel his left temple throbbing in rage. What was this the great Wufei was feeling? It couldn't be the weak sensation of embarrassment, could it? His brain was mocking him with a shocking contempt.

She once again interrupted his thoughts as they approached the ticket. Relena pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes. "No one knows we're here, just let's be friends, okay?" With that she took his hands before ordering their tickets. The overly familiar contact they now shared made Wufei stiffen at her touch. What exactly was she doing and for what reason. This whole scene was strange to him. Where exactly were they going?

Walking in past the large gates, Wufei felt himself marvelling at the looming structure of a Ferris wheel, reeling at the combined smell of popcorn, candyfloss and hot dogs. His senses seemed heightened and a feeling of expectancy slowly crept up on him. Gazing with the wonderment of a child in a myriad of colours and sounds, Wufei was secretly amazed by the unknown splendour of the funfair. Relena brought him back to his senses by tightly squeezing his hand.

"So Wufei what do you think?" She asked, already knowing his answer.

Wufei lightly removed his hand from hers and placed them almost huffishly in his pockets. Relena smiled softly at the whole situation with the understanding of a patient mother.

As children ran about from stall to stall, in front of them, Wufei's attention was drawn back to his duty as a bodyguard. He spied the seedy characters calling and rhyming their sales pitch, eyeing up the obviously wealthy young woman accompanying him.

"Miss Dorlain, this is really not a very good idea," He whispered to her through clenched teeth. She smiled and patted his hand taking it back in her own. Relena didn't understand why she was acting so affectionately towards him. But it really didn't bother her, it felt right and judging by Wufei unusually calm reaction, he didn't bother much either. Relena dragged him on until a huge monstrosity of a ride lay before him.

"The Thriller" It was named and aptly Wufei thought as he watched the carriages whiz past carrying hordes of screaming teenagers. A sudden chilling thought ran through his mind. At their age he had been in scarier positions. Fighting for the happiness and peace of the earth and its colonies had been slightly more adventurous than simply riding a roller coaster, but he would never wish that uncertainty on another human being. Snapping him from his reverie, Relena shook his arm and pulled him towards the queue. He stopped in his tracks and jerked her back.

"Miss Dorlain! You can't be serious!" He hissed, unwilling to draw attention to himself. "This looks incredibly dangerous!"

Relena scoffed and took his arm in hers. "Tell me I'm not hearing that from a Gundam pilot" Wufei cringed at the volume of her voice, for a politician she sure wasn't strategic! Frowning deeply, he sighed and gave in; this fight wasn't worth the hassle.

That's the way you make me feel

Better than I've ever known

Better than it's ever been

I can't seem to control it

The way you make me feel

Like the sun coming up in the morning

Like holding the world in your hands

In a way I could never imagine

Yeah the way you make me feel

How the hell had he gotten himself into this? There he was, perched like a monkey in a pink-yes pink! -Roller coaster car. Folding his arms in order to rescue some of his dignity, Wufei felt the train of carriages begin to lurch forward. Being three seats back, he didn't see the slope before he felt it. Caught off guard by the sudden jerk, he inclined slightly towards Relena. A glimpse of her face confirmed that she was not feeling the same apprehension as he had been feeling. Her azure eyes glittered with excitement and she bit on her bottom lip subconsciously. A small voice in the back of his head cried out to him with a passion that made him automatically shift a few centimetres away from her in shock.

Before Wufei's mind could reprimand itself, with a loud clang the train slid forward and was soon plummeting down a bumpy rickety track. The rush of air which flew past his features was a feeling Wufei had never experienced before, and that was something coming from a Gundam pilot. The jerking of the cars as they sped around the curves and traversed the loops, made his mind spin. Wufei pulled back to his senses with a jolt when he realised that his voice was among those shrieking in delight and that he was actually enjoying it! He was suddenly aware how tightly Relena was gripping his arm and how loud she was screaming in ecstasy. A new feeling was bubbling under his skin; under than palm which held hers. It was awakening a yearning Wufei had never felt before, or at the very least had never admitted to himself.

Simple things you do to me

Simple things you say

I sometimes can't believe that it's for real

As the ride slowed to a halt Relena absentmindedly let go of his arm as she laughed, trying to catch her breath and the feeling strangely subsided. Relena turned to him, her eyes were alive with sparks of blue: twinkling, dazzling, dancing. Her hair was in disarray and although breathless, she was exhilarated and giddy.

"Wufei, come on!" She said pulling roughly on his arm and causing him to trip on the side of the carriage. Catching his balance at the last second, he was pulled off through the noisy excited, crowd.

That's' the way you make me feel

Better than I've ever known it

Better than it's ever been

I can't seem to control it

The way you make me feel

Like the sun coming up in the morning

Like holding the world in your hand

In a way I could never imagine, yeah

It was an experience to walk among the stalls and an education to say the least. The carnival was a hive of dodgy-dealings and criminal activity. Just by glancing at one of the games, Wufei could analyse its rules, possibilities and winning chances; something to avoid as much as possible. But luckily it appeared that Relena was aware of the money grabbers and petty thieves and did not insist childishly on participating. She seemed content wrapped around Wufei's arm, simply soaking in the atmosphere, sights, sounds and smells. To a stranger one could mistake the two as a young couple, barely in love.

It was a comforting feeling. Having her careful grip on his arm, though he'd never admit it to himself. But when she was with him it as though the clouds of his soul were lifting and the sun was beginning to warm something frozen inside of him. Suddenly he felt her stop in her tracks.

"What is it?" He asked with a relaxed tone in his voice. A large stall was situated right in the corner, "Shooting gallery".

"Come on," She nudged playfully "Show me your skills" Her innocence shone into his soul through her forget-me-not eyes and past the small golden curls which framed her pale little face, how could resist?

Wufei frowned at her disapprovingly. "I don't think that would be wise" he urged as she ignored his plight and led him to the edge of the booth. Ahead was a small ledge. Attached to it by a long chain were five of six dummy rifles. He could tell that much by the look and obvious ware of the models and the sulphurous smell which lingered in the air. It couldn't do any harm, he reasoned.

As Relena paid the stall keeper, Wufei effortlessly raised and aimed at a procession of moving targets. As the cardboard cut outs fell one after the other and the stall owner gaped in disbelief, Wufei frowned. Where was the challenge in that? As the last cartoon duck fell, Wufei slowly and silently straightened up. After a short pause, he looked at Relena pondering and probingly. Relena felt her cheeks beginning to flush at the intensity of his stare. Then, unexpectedly, his face relaxed and a smile almost appeared. He ushered her around to the spot he had formerly occupied and gently handed her the gun.

Taking the barrel in her hand, she suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable. This was wrong. The wooden frame of the gun was scuffed worn and dirty and Relena wondered how popular games like this were. Was this the seed of violence? Images of her father flashed before her eyes, Lady Une at that fateful party and Heero aiming it at her. Instantly her hands began to shake and her eyes to quiver.

As though to silence her fears, a large, warm articulate hand moved all too softly over hers. Relena looked up and was surprised to see those dark almonds, swirling with a tenderness she had never glimpsed before. Maybe she'd finally won his trust and respect. Gently and with a grace new to her, he manoeuvred the rifle to its correct position. Cooing directions quietly in her ear, Wufei leant closer towards her. Relena's pulsed slowed. Time seemed to stop and engulf the pair of them. The sounds of the carnival were all but faded and all she could hear was the tender harshness of his words. The hot afternoon sun left her feeling chilled as his warm breath brushed her ear and the smouldering of his large slender hand on the small of her back. Without realising it she pulled the trigger and as the shot hit the target, his closeness dwindled. He stepped back, seemingly disturbed by their encounter.

"Well done Miss Peacecraft" He mumbled lost in his own punishing thoughts. He turned away from her and tried to look casual, but she was already shaken and feeling a hunger for that contact again. What had happened? Why was her head spinning this way? She'd felt the same way when Heero touched her, but it was never so intense. Perhaps it was this way because Wufei…felt the same. Wufei?

The way you make me feel

The way you make me feel, yeah

The way you make me feel

And it's the way you make me feel, yeah