Once A Day
Characters/Pairings: Heero, Relena; mostly 1xR friendship but with slight romantic undertones.
Words: 451
Author's Note: As some of you may remember, I had originally had an idea for "Pneumatic" that I ultimately didn't do because I came up with it right as I was falling asleep. And then I forgot it by the next morning and wrote something else. But I promised that I'd use paintball in something.
Well, here it is. You're welcome.
Truce - noun: 1. A suspension of hostilities by mutual agreement; armistice; cease-fire. 2. A temporary respite from something unpleasant.
Breathing heavily, Relena couldn't hear anything above the sound of her pulse thrumming in her ears. Ducking behind a tree, she slid down and slowed her breathing, straining to hear something, anything.
A bird chirped nearby, followed by three soft pops. Elsewhere a shout was heard. Closing her eyes, she focused herself and tried to get a grip on her surroundings. Moderately forested, with rocks and trees for cover. She could hear the others running around, rustling as they moved through the brush.
Taking a deep breath, she peeked around the tree and noted a form sneaking through. Sighting her target, she squeezed the trigger and smirked when the form yelped and dove behind a large boulder. "I know you're over there!"
She smirked as lined up another shot. When the head popped up she fired off another round.
"Okay, you know what, this is getting old. I call for a cease fire."
"Then you give up?" she called back.
Her prey snorted. "I'm not giving up, I'm being pragmatic in that it's nearly lunchtime and we're the only two still playing and if we don't end this soon Duo's going to come back as a zombie and get us both just so he can eat."
"Surrender and I'll accept and be lenient."
"That is not a cease fire!"
"You're right," she answered amiably. "That's why it's called surrender."
"And why should I surrender? You should surrender!"
"I've surrendered enough times in my career that I have no desire to do so now. However if you surrender I will make it worth your while."
"I'm not sleeping with you."
"I wasn't offering!"
"Then what are you going to do to make it worth my while?"
"I was going to take you on vacation but since you're planning on doing this the hard way…" She squeezed the trigger and grinned when she heard the distinctive thud of the paintballs splattering against his chest and shoulders. "Heero Yuy, you have been beaten."
"Great, I've gotten my ass kicked by a pacifist," he mumbled as he removed his helmet.
"Yes, well all is fair in love in war," she answered as she removed her own helmet and shook out her hair. She was still smiling triumphantly as she approached him. "Shall we head back? Dorothy pointed out a lovely little eatery on the drive here."
"Fine. Duo gets cranky when he's hungry and I really don't feel like listening to him whine the entire drive back to town." As they started their trek back to the parking lot, he glanced at her. "If I had surrendered and asked nicely, would you have slept with me?"
She punched his arm. "Well now you'll never know."