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Chapter 10: The Argument

Relena could sense it was almost time for the work day to end. She just wanted to pull out one last file and get it done before it was time to leave. Since Millicent had left, she decided there was virtually no way for her to find out if Trowa went to see Lady Une without standing out in the hall herself.

Relena stood in front of the file cabinet, her fingers working through the hundreds of papers to find the documents she needed. Suddenly she felt arms wind their way around her waist and she smiled.

"Mmm, Trowa, where have you been all morning?"

However, a silky voice that didn't belong to Trowa answered. "Relena, I hope I'm not bothering you."

Relena pulled herself out of Demetri's arms quickly and took a step back. How dare he! The man was impossible!

"D-Demetri! What are you doing here?"

Demetri grinned lazily at her. Although Relena was not attracted to him, she wasn't stupid enough to deny that he was incredibly sexy and gorgeous. His messy blond hair and blue-gray eyes were vibrant against the harsh black power suit he wore. Relena saw his eyes flick downwards and work their way up as he slowly took in her appearance. She subconsciously tightened her arms around her chest.

He took a step towards her and she took one back until her back was pressed against the wall with him leaning over her. "Relena, I have the papers you need for next week's presentation." To make his point, he flashed a set of papers between them.

She was suddenly aware of how small her office was. His one arm wound itself around her waist. Demetri's breath fanned across her face and Relena could feel the fabric of his pants against her bare legs.

"Thank you. You can leave them on my desk." Relena mentally cursed herself. Her voice was shaky. But she really couldn't help it. The man gave her the creeps!

She felt his hand brush against hers as he traced her fingers up her arm slowly. "I've finally caught you alone. I swear between your Preventor boyfriend, your secretary, and your schedule, I never have a chance to see you. But you know, you could always come to visit me in my office. I have a large couch that serves as more than just sitting." He dropped his head and leaned towards her lips.

Outraged, Relena set her hands firmly on his chest and pushed with all her might. Demetri staggered backwards and Relena extracted herself from his grip. Her eyes blazed angrily. "Don't get carried away, Demetri. I'm not interested in you and don't appreciate your innuendos," she spat.

Demetri laughed and grinned at her seductively. "Relena, don't make this harder than it has to be. What kind of life could you possibly have with that Preventor? You never know where he is when he's on missions and in a few years, you'll tire of him always running off on them." He reached out and grabbed her wrist roughly. "Do you honestly think you can have a future with him?" Demetri was in mid-step moving towards her when suddenly the door opened.

Relena wretched her wrist out of Demetri's grip. She sighed in relief as she saw Trowa swiftly walk to her side. His emerald eyes glared at Demetri and his voice, through soft, was none the less dangerous. "Is there a problem here?"

Demetri shrugged his shoulders and kept his eyes fastened on Relena. "No problem here, Preventor Barton," he sneered. "I just came to drop off these documents for Relena." He held the papers up again and Relena snatched them out of his hands. He held his hands up in mock surrender and turned to leave. "Oh and Relena, don't forget about what I said."

The door slammed shut behind him.

Relena sighed and turned around to face Trowa. He cocked an eyebrow up. "What did he mean?"

Relena looked down at her feet. She didn't want to tell Trowa about Demetri's opinion of them unable to have a relationship because of his involvement as a Preventor. She was afraid Trowa would agree with Demetri- that Relena should be with someone who wasn't always running away on missions.

Trowa's arms wrapped around Relena's waist as he pulled her towards him. She rested her head comfortably on his chest. She felt safe with him. It didn't matter to her that he was a Preventor, an ex-soldier. She only wanted to know where he was going so he had someone to worry about him. Sometimes Trowa reminded her painfully of Heero. Both were convinced their life meant so little and that it wasn't fair for Relena to worry about them.

"Oh, you know him. Just being a sleaze." She answered softly as she buried her face deeper into his preventor uniform.

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By the time they got to Relena's house, she was convinced that Lady Une had spoken to Trowa and the others. Trowa was acting like he usually did when he got a mission. He became quiet as if he was focusing on something far away.

Relena walked into her house as Trowa locked the door behind them. As she watched him walk away towards the large library, she was positive that he had gotten a mission. He usually worked on his computer for hours on end when he received a mission.

After throwing dinner together, Relena balanced a tray on her hip and began to walk towards the library when she felt the tray lifted out of her hands. Trowa held the tray in one hand as he lead Relena upstairs towards her bedroom with the other.

"We're eating upstairs tonight?" She questioned as she pulled open her door.

"Yes. I have some work to do on my laptop tonight."

They had eaten dinner in silence and as soon as they were finished Trowa returned to her desk in front of his laptop.

Relena walked into the bathroom and changed into her silky nightgown. Looking into the mirror, she saw her face was determined. Relena was going to find out about the mission this time!

She tiptoed silently towards Trowa, who back was facing her as he leaned over his laptop. Gently her fingers glided over his shoulders as she applied a little pressure and began to give him a backrub.

She felt him tense at first and then he slowly relaxed into her kneading touch. "Trowa," she purred lightly into his ear, "you're so tense. Let's relax with some t.v. tonight."

Trowa stood up and walked towards the bed and Relena felt a surge of victory. That had been easy! However her short-lived bliss was squashed when she felt Trowa gently put her robe over her shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Relena. I have work to do tonight. I'll go downstairs to work so you can enjoy t.v." He moved to grab his laptop.

"Trowa, I know you were supposed to see Lady Une today. It's a mission right? What's it about?" Perhaps being direct would get her more answers, Relena thought.

She saw Trowa stiffen. "I can't tell you, I'm sorry. But I'm leaving early tomorrow for the mission so I probably won't be here in the morning." He turned to leave.

Immediately Relena felt herself grow furious. After waiting the whole day in suspense and worry there was no way she was going to just let him walk out! "Trowa, wait! Come back here and answer me! You're always doing that. As soon as a mission comes, you never tell me about it! You just sit on your computer for hours or leave for the day."

"I told you, I just can't tell you, Relena! It's for your own safety!" Trowa's voice was angry too now. Why didn't she just understand! He was trying to keep her safe.

"I asked Lady Une once and she said that she's never restricted you guys from telling your girlfriends! Quatre tells Dorothy where he's going. Duo tells Hilde what's going on. Sally knows where Wufei is. But you, all you do is keep silent for days! It's like talking to a wall when you're like that!"

"Really? Well then at least you have many walls over here that you can choose from. Since I'm such awful company when I'm like that, maybe I should just work solely on the missions when I get assigned to them then instead of staying with you. Obviously I'm not pleasant to be around," Trowa snapped back.

Relena's fists clenched. "You know what I mean! I like having you around. I love it! Just tell me about your missions. But I can't stand you not being yourself during those times. I only want what's best for you."

"I think I'm capable of taking care of myself. I've been doing it a long time before you and I starting dating. You didn't seem so worried about me then!"

Relena gasped and Trowa was instantly sorry. She knew he was referring to a time when Heero was still with them and when Relena had been obsessed with only Heero. She hated Trowa for saying that. She hadn't gotten a chance to get close to him back then and he was always closing himself off from people. It wasn't all her fault.

"Relena, I'm sorr-"

"Get out."

"Please, Relena. I didn't mean it."

"I said get out. Go do your stupid mission and then we'll talk when you get back."

Trowa's anger came back as he stared at Relena. She always became angry or upset if the subject of Heero came up. He was sometimes worried she would never get over it. And she accused him of closing himself off when in reality she was doing the same thing. He couldn't stand it! People were always telling him to open up yet they never took their own advice.

He bowed down mockingly as he replied in an icy voice. "Your wish is my command, your highness."

Relena heard the door slam and she grabbed a pillow from her bed and threw it at the door. She hated it when someone would make a reference to her princess title like that. It made her seem less capable of her position and almost as if it had been handed to her instead of her working for it.

Relena sighed deeply and her fingers massaged the bridge of her nose. Why did she act like that towards Trowa?

She knew why. His behavior when he was given a mission reminded her too much of Heero- and she couldn't stand it. Her cell phone suddenly buzzed and she flipped it open. It was Preventor Headquarters.

"Ms. Relena, we are sending another Preventor to watch over you for the remainder of the evening since Preventor Trowa Barton has said he is unavailable."

"Yes, thank you."

She shut the phone and buried her face in her pillow. Her anger was already gone and she only wanted to hold Trowa and apologize. She had truly been beyond monstrous the entire day and he was only trying to protect her by not having her worry about the missions.

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