Chapter 10: The Whereabouts of Happiness
Heero padded across Relena's bedroom and into her closet where she sat criss cross in an oversized shirt, baggy sweatpants, and comfy socks. Her hair was uncharacteristically up in a messy bun, loops of her golden hair wove in and out while other strands stuck out randomly, but Heero loved the sight before him. She's so beautiful.
"Feeling any better this morning?" he asked as he crouched down.
"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better. Thank you."
"I'm glad." Heero gave her a kiss as he settled onto the floor right behind her. Rubbing and kneading her lower back to help release any tension from her cramps.
"Me too. My cramps were absolutely terrible earlier this morning but they are much better now."
"You should have let me know," Heero said, gently chiding her.
"I didn't want to wake you. Besides, you need your rest so you can fully recover from your injuries." Relena brushed her fingers over his bandaged wound. He grabbed her hand and kissed her palm before he brought it to rest of his cheek. Nuzzling against her, he said, "don't worry about me." Relena let out a long sigh and looked at him with worried eyes, "I always worry about you, you know that."
"I know and you need to stop," he said in a serious tone, staring directly at her. His warning, like many of his others, did not phase or deter her. "No can do, Yuy," she playfully said as she leaned in close. Then the words, "I love you" flowed from her lips onto his before they locked lips. He conceded to her as she erased every rational thought from his mind. His body urged him to continue, to take things further, to rip off her clothes and to make her his right then and there but he controlled himself. Releasing her lips, he pulled away and sat back against the wall, trying to regain his senses. He looked at her, how gorgeous she was with those oceanic blue-green orbs that were beckoning him to love her, and he tried, very hard, to think of anything besides how much he wanted to undress her. Despite all of his blood pooling in one particular body part, his brain somehow managed to formulate a coherent question. Without further delay, he asked, "what are your plans today?"
She groaned, "Ughhhh, I have so much to do today. I don't know how I'm going to get it all done." Relena threw up her hands in frustration and looked at the organized chaos around her. She looked back at him with a pouty lower lip that even the perfect soldier couldn't resist. He pulled her back into his arms so he could hold her.
Relena smiled to herself and leaned her head back against his chest, closing her eyes to listen to his heart. The rhythmic beat instantly soothed her. He alone had the power to bring her peace.
Heero lowered his head on top of hers and murmured into her hair, "Would you like some help?"
She glanced up at him through her long lashes and smiled, "Thanks, but I don't even know what I need help with at the moment." Sighing, "I just need to sort through all of this." She gestured to all of her piles in one sweeping motion.
"Hmm. Sounds like you need to stop keeping so much stuff."
Relena leaned up and rotated just enough to playfully smack him as if she was actually offended. "I am a hoarder and I freely admit it. You'll just have to put up with me, I suppose." She shrugged her shoulders before leaning back into him.
Heero's chest rumbled in laughter as wrapped his arms around her once again and kissed her on her temple. "I guess I'll stick around."
"You better, mister! I need protection."
"You mean, from yourself, right?" He teased back before lightly pressing feathery kisses on her cheek to her ear.
She wasn't sure where this playful Heero had come from or if he had always been like this underneath his tough outward appearance. Maybe this is the kind-hearted boy that Dr. J was referring to, she contemplated. I'll love him for who he is, regardless of who he was designed to be.
Biting her earlobe, he "Mmm, maybe," she relented. Heero took advantage of her exposed neck, nibbling on the sensitive flesh there. She moaned and moved her neck further to the side to give him even more access. "You keep making those sounds and I'm not going to be able to control myself," he seductively whispered into her ear.
"The great Heero Yuy lose control? Surely, that's impossible."
Heero bucked his hips against her backside as he grabbed her breast with one hand and reached between her legs with the other. "You're driving me crazy."
"Am I?" She put her hands over his and pressed them into her as she rolled her head back moaning in pleasure.
"You're such a tease," he growled into her ear, biting her earlobe in retaliation.
"You know you love it." She released his hands and turned around, getting up on all fours.
"Hmmm."
Her lips found his as she slowly pushed him backwards so he laid down on the carpet. Straddling him, she slowly grinded her hips in a circular motion against his hard arousal as she trailed kisses down his neck to his collar. She made fast work of his button down Preventer work shirt, tearing his shirt open to continue her journey down his perfectly chiseled body.
Strong hands grabbed her shoulders just before she began to work on his pants. "Relena, someone might walk in." She looked up at him with lustful eyes and smiled. "I don't care."
"Relena…" His voice protested but his hands did nothing to stop her this time.
"I'll be quick." She flung open his belt, unbuttoned his pants and tugged the zipper down.
Heero shifted over and reached to push the closet door closed, then he settled back onto the floor as her hands roamed his firm torso. Her touch set his skin on fire, he was burning for her and she knew it. Watching her hover right above his cock and feeling her hot breath on him was pure torture.
He's magnificent. Too bad I can't ride him right now. Damn period. I'll just have to mount him another time. Relena lowered her head and kissed his covered rock hard arousal. Heero worked his pants down as she reached in his underwear, releasing his velvet covered steel from it's confinement and eagerly took him into her warm, wet mouth. She moved up and down his rather impressive length, licking and sucking him like her life depended on it.
Damn, she's good. She had only done this a few times but she already knew how to work him like a pro as he was already close to reaching his climax. He grabbed her messy bun and watched her in awe as she blew him. She was absolutely memorizing, bobbing up and down, and making those irresistible wet sucking sounds with her talented mouth. It was too much for him to handle.
Sensing he was about to blow his load, Relena sped up her pace and sucked on him harder. Hearing him grunt and moan her name in a desperate plea for release only made her more determined to make him come. She took all of him in her mouth and sucked on his entire rod as she slowly brought her head up and freed him with a "pop". She admired the view of his red swollen head leaking milky white liquid. Mmmm… he looks delicious. She had to have a taste. She flicked her tongue over his head to lap up the salty jizz. She was right, he was delicious. And she wanted more.
"Relena…" Heero moaned again as he thrust up his cock into her open mouth. Her lips closed around his thick member and continued her tantalizing motions. His breathing was so rapid as he grunted and spilled his hot seed inside of her.
She didn't want any to go to waste so she swallowed every last drop of his nectar and licked him clean. Someday, we'll make love and he'll come inside of me. Perhaps, we'll even make a kid or two. She smiled at the thought of him becoming her husband and the father of her children.
Heero adjusted himself, pulled back on his pants and buttoned up his shirt and tucked it back into his pants. He found her swollen mouth, tasting himself as he nibbled on her lower lip. Suddenly, he rolled them over so he was on top and he whipped out his gun.
"Hey, Heero! Is that you?" The door opened. "Huh?! What the... that definitely wasn't what I was expecting to find."
"What the hell do you want, Maxwell?" Heero demanded.
Duo looked up at the ceiling avoiding eye contact with Heero and the woman underneath of him. "Uhhh, you know you should really come up with a system to let other people know that you don't want to be disturbed!"
Heero cocked the gun in preparation to take down the braided man still standing there.
"You have three seconds before I shoot you." Heero glared at him.
"I'm going, I'm going! Sheesh!" Duo closed the door. "Put a lock on the door or something." They could hear him mutter as he walked away.
Not a bad idea… I should do that for security purposes. Heero dropped his arm and looked at the giggling woman beneath him. "I told you someone would come."
Relena bust out laughing. "I knew at least one person would," she said with a wink and continued to giggle some more.
His eyes narrowed. "You know what I mean."
"I know. I just couldn't resist," she replied as she reached around his neck and brought his forehead to hers. Rubbing their noses together in an eskimo kiss, he relaxed as he wrapped his arms around her to gently laid her back onto the plush ground. They passionately kissed for several minutes before coming up for air. Heero pushed himself up to look at her. He brought one hand up to cup her face. Kissing her briefly, he pulled away to watch her reaction as he slowly ran his hand down her neck, over her collarbone and breasts, gently caressing them before he continued his journey south to her skinny waist, round hips and firm ass. Oh, God. He's good with his hands. Relena arched her back, pressing against him as he teased her.
"Miss Relena?" Pagan called out as he knocked on her bedroom door.
Shit! She inwardly groaned and Heero dropped his head against her shoulder, angry at yet another distraction. "One second." She whispered to him. "Shhhh." She put a finger up to his lips.
He lightly flicked her nose with his finger and nodded towards the door as if to say, "better get a move on".
"What were you doing in the closet?" Pagan inquired.
Heero smirked as he waited for Relena's response.
"Praying. It's good to spend some quality alone time with Lord," she quickly replied in a calm manner.
He almost laughed out loud but refrained from doing so. She had spent some time on her hands and knees but she definitely hadn't been praying.
"Well, that's good. Your mother wanted to speak with you for a moment if you aren't too busy."
"Of course! I'll be right there."
"Very good, miss." Pagan bowed and took his leave.
Relena popped her head inside of the closet. "Hey, Heero. I need to…"
He cut her off, "I heard. Go talk to your mother. I'll be right here when you return."
She nodded and practically ran out the door. Hopefully this won't take too long. Relena was eager to get back to Heero.
Heero looked around at the random piles of papers and things on her closet floor. One piece of folded parchment caught his eye, his name was written in elegant cursive. He picked up the envelope and opened the enclosed letter.
To my dear friend, Mr. Heero Yuy,
Your sudden visit caught me off guard and I felt I was unable to express to you the true feelings in my heart. That's why I decided I should write this letter. You made a mistake because your plan went awry in battle. You shouldn't suffer over that any longer than you already have. My husband, Noventa, died trying to build a world for the new future, where genuine young men like yourselves could live happily. I have no regrets. That's what happens in war. A wrong turn in the past can be painful for everyone. But you people are still young. I hope you think about building a new future. Our family is honored to have had the opportunity to meet with you. I pray that the day will soon arrive when all battles will cease.
Mrs. Noventa
He sat back against the wall trying to take in her words. Why did Relena have his letter? Wait… could this be the letter she wanted me to read in Antarctica? He would have to ask her when she returned.
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Her mother looked up from her book as she walked into her room. "Relena, I must speak with you," she spoke in a serious tone.
Oh, no! She knows! Mothers always know! Oh, God! She didn't hear us, did she?!
Despite freaking out internally, Relena calmly replied, "About what?"
Sighing, Mareen set her book down. "Well, I don't quite know how to say this…"
This is it. I'm done for. Grounded for life. I'm never going to see Heero again.
"Pagan has informed me…"
Oh, God! Pagan knows too?! Relena was slowly dying of embarrassment.
"... that he would like to marry Mrs. Tilney."
Oh, thank God! Wait, what?!
"What?" She replied calmly, despite the turmoil inside.
"He said he wants to marry Mrs. Tilney. I think it's absolutely wonderful but I don't know how I can keep this secret! What should we do?!"
Relief washed over Relena like a cool wave. "Well, did Pagan say when he was going to propose?"
Mareen put her hands on either side of her face as she screeched, "No! I didn't even think to ask him!"
"Let's find out what his plans are. Perhaps we could help?" Relena suggested.
"Yes, that's it!" Mareen got up from her chair and went over to her daughter. "Thank you so much! I knew you would know exactly what to do." She clasped her hands together. "Oh! They just make such a beautiful couple! I'm so happy for them."
Relena smiled at the thought of Mrs. Tilney and Pagan getting married. It had been a long time coming but she was thrilled to hear the news. "Me too! I hope they get married soon. Maybe they will have a winter wedding?"
"Oh, that would be lovely! Ohhhh, I can see it now." Relena's mother looked like she was in a far off land. Sighing, she folded her hands in front of her. "First things first, I must find out how and when Pagan is going to pop the question."
"Yes, that would be good."
"Excellent! Thanks again, sweetheart."
"Your welcome, Mother."
Relieved she wasn't being reprimanded, she took a deep breath and exited her mother's room.
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She entered her bedroom to find a very serious looking Heero leaning against the bed with some sort of paper. What is it? I hope it's not bad news.
"Relena, is this the letter that you tried to deliver to me in Antarctica?" he asked point blank as he handed it over to her.
Looking it over, she instantly recognized it. "Yes, Pagan was not too thrilled with me when I asked him to fly in between you and Zechs. I'm sorry I never gave it to you. "
Shocked, Heero's mouth fell open. "Pagan was piloting the airplane?"
Before Relena could respond, Pagan replied from outside the hallway, "Yes, I have done a great many things for Miss Relena over the years. Is that Mrs. Noventa's letter?" He further stepped in Relena's bedroom as he spoke. Heero nodded. "Mrs. Darlian just informed me that Mrs. Noventa and her granddaughter, Sylvia Noventa, are planning to visit and pay their respects. Of course, your mother couldn't tell them the truth over the phone," Pagan told Relena.
"They are coming here?" Relena asked with slight panic in her voice.
"Yes, I believe they are arriving later this evening."
Oh no… What am I going to do?! Relena panicked yet again. Today has been so stressful!
"Thank you for informing me, Pagan," Relena replied calmly.
"Yes, thank you," Heero chimed in.
He bowed and turned to leave, but Relena called out to him, "Oh, I almost forgot. I believe congratulations are in order. I'm very happy for you." Pagan turned around and cheerfully replied, "Thank you, Miss Relena. I hope she accepts."
"I'm sure she will. Mrs. Tilney would be a fool to reject you," Relena complimented.
Pagan smiled broadly at her and bowed again before finally making his exit.
"So he's going to propose huh?" Heero glanced over at Relena, assessing her reaction to the whole situation.
She couldn't answer fast enough, "Yes! It's about time!"
Heero pondered her words… It's about time. Yes, it is about time. He had some thinking and planning to do. "Mission accepted."
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Darlian Estate
Later that afternoon
Mareen pulled back the lace curtain to admire the winter wonderland that had come early this year. Her breath fogged up the glass as she looked out to the front lawn, just in time to see a black Rolls Royce rolling up to the gate.
"They're here." She muttered as she dropped the curtain and left the room to tell Relena that the Noventas had arrived early. Mareen wasn't quite sure how she was going to explain the situation. She wrung her hands while she made her way to her late husband's office, knowing Relena would most likely be working on her speech. Lightly tapping her knuckles on the door, she waited for a response.
"Come in!"
Mareen entered and was struck by the sight of her daughter sitting at her late husband's desk. Tears immediately filled her eyes.
"What's wrong, Mother?"
She pulled out a handkerchief trimmed with lace and dabbed her eyes. "Oh nothing, dear. Just seeing you sitting there reminds me of when you used to sit on your father's lap and pretended to help him write his speeches." Laughing through her cry, she took a deep breath before she continued. "Relena, your father would be so very proud of you, just as I am."
Relena got up and ran over to her mother, giving her a big hug. "Oh, Mother!" Together they swayed back and forth as Mareen gently rocked her daughter, soothing her as she did when she was a young girl. Grabbing a hold of Relena's forearms, she peeled her off to look at her daughter who had become quite the young woman in a blink of an eye. "There, there darling. Dry your tears." Mareen dabbed away Relena's tears with her handkerchief, then her own. "Goodness me! I am quite the waterworks today. I came to tell you that the Noventas have arrived. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to tell them that you're alive. Is there anything in particular that you wish me to say?"
"Just welcome them in and offer refreshments, then I'll come down and join you all and explain the situation myself. No need to worry about it. I'm sure Mrs. Noventa and Sylvia will understand the sensitive nature of my so-called death." Relena offered and gave her mother another squeeze.
"Alright, I think that would be best. I better get down there. I don't want them to think me rude."
"I'll be down in about ten minutes. I just want to wrap up something before I come down." Relena clasped her hands behind her back as her mother took her leave.
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Mareen entered the drawing room and greeted her old friend, Mrs. Noventa, with a warm smile and kiss on the cheek and her granddaughter with a graceful nod. "Thank you so much for coming all this way to see me," she said as she gestured to the settee. "You must be famished from your journey. I'll ring Pagan for some tea."
"That would be lovely. Thank you," Mrs. Noventa politely replied.
Mareen took her place across from the Noventas and elegantly tucked one foot behind the other. "You'll have to have some of Mrs. Tilney's sugar cookies. They are quite scrumptious!" She exclaimed. "In fact, I rather think sometimes people come here just for the cookies, instead of wanting to visit me," Mareen laughed.
"Oh yes! I remember Relena mentioning those cookies when we went shopping a few years ago," Sylvia chimed in.
Just then, Pagan arrived with a silver tray, complete with a teapot, tea cups and saucers, cream and sugar, and those delectable cookies. Mrs. Noventa readily accepted the cup and took a few sips, then took a bite of the infamous cookie. Her eyes widened as she tasted the sweet treat. "This is absolutely delicious!" She exclaimed. "You must have her enter these in a baking competition for they would surely win!"
"Yes! I'd love to know what her secret is," Sylvia concurred.
"Mrs. Tilney has won numerous awards at local bake-offs over the years. I'll be sure to pass along the compliments. She always enjoys hearing how much other people like her baking," said Mareen.
"Mareen…" Mrs. Noventa's voice turned serious as she set the delicate teacup on the saucer and rested the set on her lap. "I am terribly sorry for your loss. We were absolutely shocked when we heard the news about Relena."
Mareen stared into her steaming cup of tea, contemplating on how to reply. "Yes, well..."
At that very moment, Pagan opened the door and Relena walked in.
Mareen breathed a sigh of relief as Sylvia loudly gasped and Mrs. Noventa dropped her tea cup and saucer in complete shock. "Good heaven's child! You're alive!"
Smiling, Relena walked over to them and joined her mother on the settee as if nothing was amiss.
Pagan rushed over to clean up the spilled tea. "I'll get you another cup, Ma'am."
Mrs. Noventa just shook her head in the affirmative while staring at the ghost in front of her. Clearly, she couldn't believe her eyes. She even intentionally blinked a few times to clear her vision.
"Should I bring you a cup, Miss Relena?" Pagan offered.
"No, thank you. I just had a cup upstairs." Relena replied cheerfully.
Rather distraught by the whole situation, Mrs. Noventa and Sylvia just silently sat on the couch with their mouths agape.
Relena folded her hands in her lap, took a deep breath, then tried her best to explain. "It's a rather long story but in short my head of security thought it best that I pretended to be dead while Preventers located the terrorist and organization responsible for my assassination. They just completed their investigation and I have been cleared to return to the land of the living. Tomorrow, I will give a speech announcing that I am indeed still alive and well. That's about the gist of it." Relena let out a sigh of relief when she concluded.
"My goodness! This is absolutely remarkable!" Mrs. Noventa smiled from ear to ear. "So you weren't injured?"
"I was shot but my dress, which was made of Kevlar, deflected the bullet. I was knocked out from the force but I only had some bruising. Thankfully, nothing too serious." Relena replied.
"A dress made of Kevlar?" Mrs. Noventa laughed. "Dear me! How ever did you dance?" she asked.
"Well the material has become quite advanced over the years. It's more flexible and lightweight than it was originally."
"That's amazing! I'm so glad you're alive! The world has been at a standstill since you died. Everyone is in mourning," Sylvia replied.
"I know. I'm sorry that you came here under false pretenses but we just couldn't risk letting anyone know yet. I hope you understand," Relena said.
"Of course we understand! My late husband, Marshall Noventa, had to make several difficult decisions similar to yours many years ago. At one point, we even had to go underground to hide from some gorilla fighters. I'm just so thankful that you're here with us now," Mrs. Noventa reached over and gave Relena's clasped hands a reaffirming squeeze.
"Thank you, Mrs. Noventa. I hope to put the world at ease and resume my duties as Vice Foreign Minister as soon as possible," Relena said.
"The world will be glad to have you back," Sylvia enthused.
"Yes, but I will be sad to let her go," Mareen said as she touched Relena's cheek. "Darling, why don't you give Sylvia a tour of the gardens?" She suggested.
"Oh, I would love to see the gardens and stretch my legs for a bit," Sylvia said enthusiastically as she practically bounced in her seat.
"Let's head out then." Relena stood and bent over to peck a kiss on her mother's cheek. "We won't be too long."
"Don't worry about us. Go and enjoy yourselves!" said Mrs. Noventa.
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As they retrieved their coats and hats from the footmen, Relena caught a glimpse of a dark shadow sneaking down towards the kitchen. Oh Duo… She couldn't help but giggle. The man had a bottomless stomach; he was always hungry.
Sylvia must not have noticed because she didn't say anything. She seemed to be preoccupied with adjusting her hat and checking herself out instead of paying attention to her surroundings.
Relena led Sylvia outside where the gardeners had recently arranged magnificently carved ice sculptures throughout the gardens. Neither one of them had seen each other for a long time so it was nice to catch up one on one. They talked about their families, friends from prep school, and the upcoming fashion show in Paris.
During a lull in the conversation, Sylvia exclaimed, "Wow! These are absolutely beautiful!"
"Yes, they are. This one is my favorite." Relena gestured over to a perfectly sculpted horse made out of snow.
"How extraordinary!" Sylvia carefully inspected it from all angles and suddenly froze. "My! What a remarkable specimen." She said in a rather low voice.
Relena looked over to see her friend ogling something. In order to get a glimpse of said specimen, Relena leaned over and looked over to see Heero's profile. Her cheeks immediately flared red and she glared into the back of Sylvia's head as murderous thoughts began racing through her pacifist mind.
Sylvia shook her head. "I don't believe it. It's Heero Yuy."
At the sound of his name, Heero's head snapped over in their direction. Emotion flickered across his eyes which made Relena's heart sink. Then he looked back the other direction said something to Trowa, who had been shielded by a shrub.
Relena tried to control her racing heart. How does Sylvia know Heero?! And how dare she make eyes at him! I'll show her!
"Relena?"
His deep voice brought her out of her jealous thoughts. When she looked up at him, he looked concerned and somewhat confused. She put on her diplomatic smile and mask she wore so well.
"Heero," she said curtly.
His eyebrows twitched as his eyes slightly narrowed at her short tone. He didn't understand what was wrong or if he somehow made her mad. Perhaps, she was mad that he interrupted her time with her friend?
"Heero Yuy. I can't believe it's you. It's good to see you again," Sylvia finally spoke.
Nodding, Heero said, "You as well. I hope you and your grandmother had a good trip here."
"We did. Thank you," she pointed between him and Relena. "So how do you two know each other?"
"Heero is the head of my security and my boyfriend." Relena made sure to emphasize the last part of the sentence for good measure.
Heero smirked down at her. Ahh… That's it. She's jealous. While he enjoyed her claiming him as her boyfriend, he didn't want her to be rude to her friend because of him. So he hooked an arm around Relena in an attempt to make her feel more secure and said, "Yes, I'm her bodyguard and we are together." He gave Relena's waist a firm squeeze when he said "together".
Relena beamed up at him. Heero eyes pierced through the icy layer that had built up over her heart which simultaneously warmed her soul and weakened her knees.
"Well don't you two look picture perfect!" Sylvia genuinely smiled.
"Thank you. Heero is quite amazing and so good to me." Relena replied as she continued staring into his deep Prussian blue eyes.
"I see that." Sylvia said before clearing her throat.
Relena's attention shifted to her friend's. "So how do you know each other?"
"I met Heero when he went in search of the surviving family members from the attack at the New Edwards Base to apologize for killing my grandfather."
Relena's eyes filled with sadness. "I didn't realize… I never made the connection. I'm so sorry, Sylvia."
"It's alright. That's what happens in war. I forgave him a long time ago." Sylvia replied with a genuine smile. "Isn't that right, Heero?"
He nodded but said nothing.
"That man over there." She nodded towards Trowa. "He looks so familiar but I can't place him."
"He was with me when I visited your grandfather's grave."
"Oh." Sylvia smiled over at the stranger. "Well, I am dying to meet him," she laughed.
It was then that Relena realized that Heero wasn't the one she had been looking at after all. It was Trowa. Trying to contain her laughter, she covered her mouth and glanced away. Heero quirked an eyebrow at her, silently asking for an explanation but Relena just shook her head. Sylvia smacked Relena with the back of her hand and gave her an expectant look. "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
"Oh yes, of course! Forgive me." Relena quickly replied. "Trowa!" Relena waved him over. He walked towards them with his hands in his pockets. Before Relena could introduce him, he said, "Hello, my name is Trowa. Trowa Barton."
Sylvia flashed a flirtatious smile and replied, "Sylvia Noventa." She offered her hand but instead of shaking it, Trowa took her gloved hand in his and placed a light kiss on her knuckles. Blushing at his bold move, Sylvia barely got out the words, "Pleasure to meet you."
"I assure you, the pleasure is all mine, Miss Noventa."
"Well then, call me Sylvia."
"Very well, Sylvia." Trowa turned to Heero and Relena who had been watching the exchange and said, "Heero didn't you have some questions for Relena in regards to her speech?"
Taking his hint, Heero replied, "Yes. Come on." Moving his arm from around her waist, he offered Relena his arm as if he was escorting her and she gladly linked hers with his.
Surprisingly, the perfect soldier was the perfect gentleman. I wonder where he learned these manners and etiquette.
"I hope you know what you're doing." Heero quietly said to Trowa as he was about to walk past him.
A flash crossed Trowa's eyes as he replied, "I'm just following my emotions."
Heero almost laughed at his response but he felt a tug on his arm.
"What did Trowa say?" Relena asked in a whisper.
"He said he's just following his emotions."
"Psh! More like following his dick if you ask me." Relena brazingly said.
Heero did laugh at her unfiltered and surprisingly vulgar comment. "Relena…" he said in a disapproving voice.
"What?! They clearly have some chemistry." Relena shrugged her shoulders.
"Hn."
Heero opened the door and helped Relena remove her coat. She took off her hat and gloves, then checked her appearance in the mirror and smoothed her hair.
"Was there actually something you needed to ask me or was Trowa just trying to get rid of us?"
"No, I don't. I can set up the comlink whenever you're ready to give your speech."
Relena smiled and nodded. "Thanks. Could you listen to my speech and tell me what you think?"
"Sure, although I don't know what kind of help I'll be." He was glad that she asked him for help even though he doubted what he could contribute. She was the gifted pacifist who excelled at public speaking. He on the other hand… was a professional assassin.
"Great, thank you so much! I had better get back inside to speak with Mother and Mrs. Noventa." She turned to walk away but Heero caught her hand and pulled her back to him. He kissed her cold lips and warmed them with his tongue before slipping into her mouth to taste her. As he deepened their kiss, he felt her relax in his embrace. He loved the effect he had on her and the effect she had on him. She made him feel things he had never dreamed of.
"Relena!" Mareen shouted from somewhere in the house brought them out of their own little world and back to reality.
Frustrated, Relena let out a heavy sigh and said, "I'm sorry. I have to go." She began to pull away.
"Don't be. I'll be right here." Heero pulled her close to him and kissed her ear. "We'll continue this later." He practically growled into her neck before releasing her and walking away.
A shiver ran down her back and her breath quickened in response to his comment about their plans for later. She couldn't wait. Biting her lip, she daydreamed about all of the possibilities.
"Relena!" Her mother yelled, snapping Relena out of her happy place once again.
Sighing, she shook her hopes away and started down the hall towards her mother's voice.
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After dinner, Trowa and Sylvia were lost in conversation and each other. Somehow all of the sugar cookies magically disappeared seemingly without a trance save for the few crumbs Heero spied on Duo's shirt. Heero did not want to appear rude while speaking with Mrs. Noventa so he made a mental note to kick Duo's ass for eating all of the cookies.
"Heero, I can't tell you how happy I am that you survived the war. It's young men like yourselves that will support Relena's ideals and ultimately make them a reality." She gestured with her glass of champagne over to Relena, who was laughing at something Duo said.
"It's important to protect the peace we fought so hard for," he agreed.
"I haven't been here long and I don't claim to know you very well, but I will speak frankly with you. Heero, even in my old age I can see quite clearly." She leaned in towards him as she spoke. "You and Miss Relena are connected by an unbreakable bond that most will never get to experience." She looked at him pointedly. "Do not miss this chance. You will not get another one like it."
He didn't quite know what to say so he only nodded. Thankfully, the object of their conversation had made her way over to them leaving Mrs. Darlian to babysit Duo. Relena looked absolutely radiant tonight in her little black dress. So beautiful, in fact, that all he wanted to do was whisk her away. She said something to Mrs. Noventa but he didn't hear her words, he was too caught up in the way her lips moved that he neglected to pay any attention. Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice as she gave him a quick glance and smile before turning back to Mrs. Noventa.
"Relena, dearest, I am so glad that you are safe and alive." She cupped Relena's cheek in motherly love, then looked to Heero. "You, young man, must protect this precious girl and everything she represents. That is your solemn duty."
He offered her a small smile. "I will do my utmost to ensure her safety, now and always." He tucked Relena's arm in his, laying his hand over hers.
"Excellent. We're all counting on you two, you know. We have great expectations," she said while knowingly smiling at the young couple who were so clearly in love. "Well, I think it's rather late and past my bedtime. I am going to head up to bed now."
"Very well, have a good night. We'll see you tomorrow morning," Relena replied.
Once Mrs. Noventa left, Heero scanned the room and couldn't help but notice how close Trowa and Sylvia were standing to one another or how they were looking at each other. Atta boy, Trowa, he thought. He glanced down to an oblivious Relena and smiled at her, secretly wishing that he would also get the chance to make love to her. He wanted to have all of her.
Sensing his gaze, she looked up to his handsome face and was entranced by his beautiful Prussian blue eyes. How she wished that he would just kiss her right then and there but she knew he wouldn't do such a thing with her mother in the room. But he seemed to know what was on her mind because he led her into the corridor, around the corner and into a small nook where he pressed her against the wall and claimed her lips in a fiery kiss.
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While everyone else headed to bed, Trowa secretly pulled Sylvia aside or so he thought. Another shadow lingered in the darkness watching them exchange saliva.
"Let's get out of here," Trowa whispered as he pulled Sylvia behind him down the hallway.
A few minutes later, a red motorcycle raced down the driveway and Duo smirked knowingly. He couldn't wait to hear all about Trowa's outing so he strategically placed himself in a coat closet by the back door where he knew Trowa would sneak in. Checking his watch, he knew it would be at least an hour before Trowa returned so he decided to give Hilde a call.
"Duo?" A very tired Hilde answered the video call.
"Heya babe! How are you?" Duo said in his all too cheerful voice.
Hilde forced a smile and replied, "I'm really tired." Then she let out a big yawn.
"Ahhh shucks… I'm sorry babe. I forgot about the time difference," Duo said apologetically.
Hilde sat up in bed and ruffled her short hair. "It's okay. I'm up now."
Duo's eyes widened at the sight of her askew top and a particular body part rose in response. "I'm up too." He winked.
Confused by his response, Hilde asked, "What?"
"Babe, you look so hot right now!"
She blinked a few times then ran her hands down the front of her body only to realize that her tank top was lopsided, revealing her breasts. Hilde quickly adjusted herself.
"Awww mannnn! Don't hide 'em from me!" Duo whined. "Show me your tits!"
"Duo! It's late and I should be sleeping."
"But I miss you…" Duo made puppy eyes that quickly turned to mischievous eyes as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his dick. "He misses you too."
Hilde's eyes visibly widened as she subconsciously licked her lips. "Ohhhh yeah? I missed you!" She slowly and tantalizingly removed her tank top. While biting her lower lip, she fondled and massages her breasts, jigging them as Duo would have done if he were there.
"Keep going baby! Show me what you've got!" Duo encouraged her as he spit in his hand and rubbed his hard cock.
Hilde dipped her hand into her shorts and rubbed her bundle of nerves, moaning in pleasure.
"Quite teasing, Hil. Show me that ass!"
Hilde got out of bed and adjusted the screen so Duo could see her hook her thumbs along the band of her shorts as she slowly stripped for him. Bending over she pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her hidden treasure.
"That's it baby! Show me everything!" Duo encouraged her as he continued to pleasure himself. "Lay on the bed and spread your legs nice and wide for me."
Hilde did as she was told and turned back to look at the camera as she wet a finger in her mouth before running it along her wet folds and finally inserting the digit inside of her.
"Oh yeah! Fuck yourself."
She pumped her fingers in and out of her now dripping pussy. "I wish you were in me," she purred.
"I know baby. Me too! I'd fuck you so hard right now."
Moaning, she quickened her pace at his words and imagined him fucking her.
Duo was mesmerized by his girlfriend. "Rub your clit. I want to see you cum."
Hilde again did his bidding and rubbed her clit. After a few moments, she reached her climax and screamed his name at the top of her lungs, so loud that Duo had to turn down the volume on his vidphone.
Sensing that he was getting close, Duo looked around in the dark closet for something to cum in but couldn't find anything suitable. Grunting he exploded into the palm of his other hand. "God, you're so gorgeous you know that?"
Hilde smiled, "Thanks, you owe me one!"
"I know and I'll be sure to make it up to you when I come home. I miss you, babe."
"I miss you, too," she pouted. "When will you be back?"
"Hard to say… the Princess should be making her announcement tomorrow morning. Hopefully, I'll be able to leave in a few days. I'll let you know."
Hilde let out a sigh, "Alright. Hurry home, Duo! I love you."
"I love you, my little sex kitten."
Hilde meowed and pretended to scratch him. "Love you too."
"Sleep well, babe."
"Night!" She blew him a kiss and he caught it with his hand, then she ended the call.
Damn. That was hot. He sat there for a few moments recovering from his orgasm then he stealthily navigated the dark halls in search of a bathroom to wash his hands. Once he cleaned himself up, he turned to his post in the closet by the back door waiting for Trowa and his midnight delight to come back.
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About an hour and a half later, the back door unlatched and two teenagers quietly snuck inside. Trowa pushed a giggling Sylvia up against the wall and kissed her as he fondled her breasts. His hands worked their way south as he gathered her skirts with one hand and unzipped his pants with the other. Effortlessly lifting her up, he entered her once more in one swift motion causing her to cry out in ecstasy. He covered her mouth with his hand as he kissed her neck and seductively shushed her. She whimpered in response. Slowly removing his hand, he passionately kissed her, muffling Sylvia's moans as he vigorously pounded into her. After a few minutes, the rhythmic thumping stopped and the ruffling of clothing could be heard.
"I should go up first. You stay down here for a little but then come up," Sylvia whispered.
"Alright. I'll be up soon."
Duo quietly poked his head out of the closet door to see a rather disheveled Sylvia who was walking oddly, down the hallway. He lightly chuckled at the sight and let out a low whistle before he was slammed against the wall.
"What the hell, Duo?!"
"I should ask you the same! Sounds like you two had a good time and really hit it off."
Trowa released Duo. "You better not tell anyone."
"Cross my heart, dude. Your secret is safe with me."
Trowa glared at his comrade trying to discern if Duo would keep his big mouth shut or not.
Duo laughed then remarked, "Dude you totally wrecked her though. She can't even walk straight."
Trowa smirked, "My personal rule when it comes to a girl is that if you destroy the girl during, you gotta put her back together afterwards. And that's what I plan to do now." He winked at Duo, then headed upstairs.
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The next morning...
"So… will I see you again?" Sylvia asked anxiously twisting her foot around.
"Yeah, I'll see you around," Trowa replied.
"Great, it was… this was fun," Sylvia said blushing.
Like a gentleman, Trowa opened the door for her and helped her inside, smiling at her as though she was the love of his life. He closed the door and stepped back to wave goodbye.
Duo came up behind Trowa and said, "You're never going to see her again are you?"
"Nope." Trowa smiled as he waved goodbye to Sylvia as her car pulled away.
"Brutal, man, just brutal!" Duo laughed and smacked Trowa's shoulder.
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After everyone said their goodbyes, Relena returned to her father's office to make some last minute adjustments to her speech. A few moments later, Heero came in and handed her a draft that she had given him earlier. Her eyes grew wide in surprise as she saw all of the red ink. They were not all criticisms. He agreed with a lot she had written but said it surprisingly lacked vision which shocked her.
"I didn't think you would go into this much detail," she mumbled as she thumbed through the pages.
"Relena, what you have written is great," he tried to reassure her. "But the people need to understand why you want to make Mars the next foreign territory. They don't need to know the logistics. Share your vision for what you hope Mars will become, not what it is now."
She nodded in agreement still flipping through the pages. "How much time do I have?"
"As much time as you need."
Her head didn't move, just her eyes as she looked up at him. "What time is it, Heero?"
"It's 10:08. You have approximately seven hours until the scheduled press announcement. I can always push it back."
"No, that won't be necessary. I'll be ready." She sat down and pulled a cap off of her pen with her teeth and began writing. Heero silently slipped out of her office to let her finish her work. He had some planning to do as well. Finding refuge in the library, he opened his laptop and pulled up the schematics to Relena's house. He was going to need to make some adjustments since he would be living with her from now on. At least, that's what his plan was and he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
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Author's Note:
Thanks for reading! Please review. I enjoy reading them and they help me to stay motivated. The next few chapters were hard to write but they are soooo good! WARNING: CITRUS CONTENT is coming! :P
"The Whereabouts of Happiness" is actually the title of episode 10. I love using all sorts of references and quotes from Gundam Wing and I couldn't resist using yet another episode title for one of my chapters. It's just too perfect!
As always, thank you to my dear Gundam Wing groupies and betas, Revy679 and Ninjette Twitch. Broken wouldn't be what it is without you two! :-) And thanks a million to JenJenGundamFan for reading my chapters ahead of time to find those tiny little errors. You all make my fics presentable! And a special thank you to whatsyourpathology for allowing me to use some of your own words in here. hehe ;-)