A/N: Hey all! I decided since the other chapter I posted today was a little short, I would give you guys this little quickie chapter as well! Not sure if you noticed but we are working with a lot of flashbacks here! Let me know if they get confusing...Finally getting somewhere! Hope you enjoy it!
-murshmallow
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Dossier Chapter 3
/Present Day/
*Cough*
"You alright?"
"Hn." *cough**cough*
He took a greedy swallow from his glass, but the whisky mixed with the lingering Thai spices made it worse.
*cough**cough**cough*
"Oh Heero...why did you ask for extra spicy..." Relena coddled as she rubbed his back. He burned at her light touch, as innocent as it was. She patted him harder.
"I'm going to get you some water." she took one last gulp of her own third glass of whisky before getting off the large modern couch in the bright and airy living room.
He felt the folded envelope crinkle in his sweatpants pocket.
Someone had breached protocol by granting that old man access to Relena's gate. But oddly enough he had been there not to see Relena, but to see him. Should he be worried? Part of him wanted to get the letter tested for anthrax, but the other part of him knew the contents were top secret.
"Drink this please. Are you full? Can we check out that file now?"
Heero almost choked again. He set the glass of cold water on the brushed metal coffee table in front of them and took a hard look at the woman sitting beside him.
"Are you sure you want to know what is in there Relena?"
"I am, but it sounds like you aren't. I'll ask you again...what are you afraid of?" she inched closer to him on the couch. He could smell the alcohol lingering on her breath. She held a small blush as she moved even closer
They were buzzed weren't they?
Heero finished off his water and set it on the table. He wouldn't let her kiss him while they were like this. She didn't mean it.
"You really wanna know huh?" he grumbled as he stood up from the couch. Any rejection she may have felt was quickly forgotten as her face lit up with a wide grin.
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AC 199
"We have...eggs..." Relena returned from the fridge with a blank expression.
"Please, no more scrambled eggs."
"You've had enough of my eggs have you?" she giggled. He knew enough by now to recognize it as humor.
"I'm not sure if I could eat any more of your eggs ever Relena." Heero deadpanned. Relena's face paled before she burst out laughing.
He decided that he liked that sound.
"Ah well Pagan is still in hospital and I haven't made the month's grocery order yet. He's going to kill me when he gets back..."
"Got any take out menus?"
"Take out? I'm not allowed to order take out. Its against protocol."
"I am the protocol."
That laughter again. What an addicting sound.
"Well...there are great places near here. Could we make it work?"
Heero nodded. "You order, I will greet the delivery man." she smiled at his instructions. What a treat it must be for her to have something as convenient as takeout delivered to her door. He felt guilty. He wasn't kidding when he said he was the protcol, he WROTE it for Preventer himself before he left for his trip the year prior.
They had killed two bottles of wine that night after filling up on local Italian, Chinese, and his personal favorite- Thai food. It felt good to be able to tell her the little things he learned from actually visiting each of the countries they sampled. He felt like he could finally hold a conversation with her. It was worth the trip alone to share it now.
She was looking at him in a weird way.
"What's wrong?"
She leaned forward and made contact with his mouth.
She tasted like their dinner, mixed with candy and cabernet. It was their second kiss, ever. But the wine had its effect on her and his nerves got the best of him. It was sloppy and anxious.
"Re-Relena wait. You're drunk lets stop."
"Y-yeah you're right. Oh I'm sorry Heero." she pushed her bangs to the side and put a hand to her lips. Her cheeks were colored from wine and blush.
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/present day/
The cursor hovered over the file. Heero could almost hear Relena's heart drumming in her chest. He tried to sit up straighter, if only to bolster his own confidence and calm her nerves.
She reached out and grasped his hand clutching the mouse.
"Heero. I just want you to know..."
"Hn?"
"..no matter what you find in there. You are still Heero. My Heero...you hear me?"
He felt his skin light up.
"What are you talking about?" it was a clumsy thing to ask. He felt rather stupid saying it.
"Heero. You're the most important person in the world to me. I..care about you more than life itself."
He must have turned a million shades of red in that moment. Those were the last words he expected to hear that day.
He looked at her, his hope in human form. He cared about her so much it made him sick.
He leaned in and touched her lips with his for a light kiss. They were both a little tipsy from the whisky still, but it seemed like the only thing he could think to do.
It was their first kiss since they were nineteen years old, when she threw herself on him in 199. First in four years? Had it been that long?
Heero decided it had been too long.
She opened her mouth a bit and he took it as his cue to deepen the kiss. They were going to do this properly, now that he knew she thought of him as hers. He let his tongue move against Relena's, and felt her smile against his lips.
When he felt her struggle for air a bit he moved to kiss her jaw and came to rest just where her neck met her ear. She moved a bit to rest her forehead on his shoulder.
"Heero... thank you."
He turned back to face the laptop, and double clicked.