As I was walking down the little path leading to the end of my story, I hit a huge brick wall more commonly known as writer's block. Seeing that there was no way to go around it, my inspiration hit and I climbed up and over the big brick wall. Let me tell you, it was not easy. It would have been nice if I had some equipment.

Gundam Wing isn't mine... and I'm not getting it for Christmas... drats

You're Under the Mistletoe

Chapter 7

They were all still shocked. He came, even after supposedly staying behind... but here he was, and Duo wasn't the least bit surprised. It was one of those things that the more you tried to explain, the more confused people got, so Duo decided not to even bother.

He knew Heero would ponder on the subject of returning, but he didn't expect him to come the very next day. It was part of his plan, he just let his impatience with Heero's stubbornness get the better of him.

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It was December 23rd already, the day of the ball. Relena sighed, it wasn't something she was looking forward to. A night of old diplomats drinking, young men asking her to dance, crabby old ladies gossiping, and young ladies staying in groups snickering that Relena was there by herself. She knew the routine very well, these things were all the same.

What it reminded her of was a young princess all dressed up with no one to dress for, and that was her case. Her blue eyes blinked back tears facing the fact that she looked nice not for herself, but to impress everyone else. She had no reason to look nice at all.

'It's too bad, this is such a pretty dress...' And it was. It was a long and elegant strapless royal blue dress made from satin. It had a natural waist line which was accented by a crisp off-white bow in the front. Elbow-length gloves matching the bow wrapped around her slender forearms.

Her honey colored hair was curled and pulled up into a messy bun, with strands hanging down. Her bangs were also curled, some framing her face, others covering her emotionless blue eyes from the world. She had no intention of moving them either, preferring for people not to see how unhappy she really was.

The moment coming up was the part of the evening she hated the most -- walking into the ball room with no escort. That was when all the girls her age snickered, and the old ladies wondered, the young men gawked, and the old ones nodded in approval. All eyes were on her in the very short moment, and she was very uncomfortable about it.

'Don't look at anyone, just walk down the carpet...' Once making her way across the ball room, the music starting playing and she was just a memory to the guests there. At least to most of them, she had the constant feeling she was being watched, and it was unnerving. To take her mind off of it, she walked to where the appetizers and beverages were being served, getting herself some punch in a crystal glass.

Five minutes had passed, and no one came up to her, not that she wanted anyone to, but it was strange. And she stil felt somone's eyes on her...

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He still didn't have the courage to go and talk to her. There she was out in the open, and he couldn't do it. She looked so beautiful with the dark dress contrasting her light skin... but yet, so lonely. Everytime some man would go up to her, their eyes would meet his cold glare and they would instantly steer themselves away to talk to someone else.

Seeing that Duo was looking his way, he tried to read what he was mouthing to him. Something like "get your butt over there now". Duo was nudging his head in her direction too. Preparing for the worst, Heero straightened his suit, and pulled the cuffs down. Even after all those months of having to wear a suit everyday, he still liked being comfortable meaning his spandex shorts and green tank top. He sighed and walked over to the punch table.

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Relena was so lost thinking, only barely hearing the music floating around in the air. She was currently admiring the work of the decorators for the room with garlands hanging from the ceiling, cords of white lights intertwined with it. Little red bows also hung from the large chandelier in the center of the room.

She was snapped out of her reverie when someone lightly tapped her bare shoulder. It scared her so much that her glass tipped in her hand, punch landing on her dress making blue-violet stain. Relena was clearly mad that her dress had a purple blotch on it, and was ready to give whoever scared her a piece of her mind.

She whirled around about to scream but all words died in her throat. There stood Heero only a foot away from her, almost an apologetic look on his face. 'Say something Relena...' Her mouth was stuck, paralyzed. Trying to herself to speak was no use if she couldn't move her mouth, so she stood there, staring right at him. Her hand also numbed, and the crystal glass she was holding shattered upon impact with the hard tile floor.

In the midst of the music and all the people chatting, eating, drinking and dancing, no one, not even Relena or Heero even seemed to notice that it fell, and the shards of glass that layered that part of the ball room floor.

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'She's right in front of you... talk to her...' Heero was in the same predicament as Relena as hard as it is to believe. No, his mouth wasn't stuck, but he didn't know what to say. Was there really any need to say anything? Not really. He saw her, and she saw him, it could have been considered a dream.

All the sounds of the room drowned out in their ears, no this wasn't a dream. Anything you believe to be real is reality, and this was very real. His prussian blue eyes saw past her curled bangs, into her own light blue depths. They brightened upon seeing him, and his gaze softened upon seeing her.

They were content staring at each other as everyone else in the room continued with their own activities, and having fun. No words at all were spoken between them until they both heard Duo's voice, snapping both of them out of the trance they were in together. Heero glanced over at Duo, who was grinning like an idiot, as usual. "What did you say?"

Duo pointed up making Heero and Relena follow suit, following the direction of his finger. "I said, you're standing under the mistletoe."

THE END

Hehehehe, how bout that? It turns out this is the end! *smiles really big* so, did ya like it? I kinda like the ending, I think it's cute. And I made my deadline too! (that was to finish the story by Christmas since this is a Christmas story ) *beams proudly*

Don't worry, I won't leave it just like that.... there will be an epilogue, to tie up loose ends and all, with the ---hey I can't tell you guys! Just go to the epilogue and find out for yourself!