Lost Soul 3-4
Disclaimer: I don't own GW or the song…oh, this ISN'T a Songfic. And I don't own Marvel, or Archie
Comics
AN: um…this may seem similar to some other stories about Relena but I'm trying to make this as
different as possible. I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed before though, thanks so much ^_^ now I
want to finish every series I have out unfinished!!
[song]
PART THREE {3}
AC 202
Two years ago, Relena had lost her memory…two years had gone by and she was now Relena Lodge, the
well-known and popular fashion designer. She had changed remarkably, and no one knew who she was,
not even her two closest friends.
Relena's appearance had changed drastically. Her hair was no longer strawberry-blonde, but a copper-
blonde that somewhat resembled Hermione's copper-brown. She had gotten in a fight at the club one
night when received a punch, causing her vision to be a little blurred, so she wore fashionable glasses
now. She wore her own designs, which consisted of tight-fitting sweaters and shirts, and loose fitting
baggy pants with built-in pagers and cell-phone cases. The twenty-two year old knew what teens wanted,
as she also was still young.
Hermione and Sandy also changed, but not as much. Hermione's hair had grown to shoulder-length. Her
eyes had also lightened up from her brown-amber to amber-green. She hadn't grown so she was the same
height, still a good two inches taller than both Sandy and Relena.
Sandy's hair was more loose and thicker now; it used to be thin and tightly pulled back in a ponytail. Her
eyes were the same and she wore her western hat more lately, and Relena, as a joke, introduced a Western
theme for her designs which sold out quickly.
"How about a vacation, huh, Rel-Rel?" Sandy asked, sprawled on their cow-print couch. As Relena
received a better job, they all moved into a larger apartment in downtown New York, closer to the
Hollywood stars homes.
"Yeah," Hermione nodded from her beanbag, "we haven't been anywhere since last summer, and it's
almost Christmas, wouldn't a nice holiday trip do us good? Think…new design ideas, a break from our
jobs…"
"Yeah, no more little screaming kids to teach," Sandy sighed. She turned to Hermione, "no more bossy
deadline's…"
The turned to Relena, who laughed and cried, "I give in! I give in!"
They laughed together and began packing for their trip.
"Uh…one question?" Hermione called from her room.
"Yeah?" The other two called back.
"Where are we going?"
There was a pause, but Relena called back, "Tokyo."
*
Earth, desert, Winner's:
Dorothy and Quatre were cuddled on a couch, watching the news daily. The news broadcaster came on
and talked about sports, Dorothy making sick noises throughout the whole thing.
"Dorothy!"
"Sorry, Qu-chan, I hate sports unless its foiling!" Dorothy exclaimed, but grabbed the remote and turned
it up.
"I thought…"
"Fashion is next," she giggled, and watched.
"…and now for the fashion. Over to you, Eliza."
"Thanks, Debby," Eliza, the fashion teller said. Looking into the camera, she smiled, "and now, the latest
and hottest fashion designer, Relena Lodge, has come to tell her officials she needs a break!" The picture
went over to a smiling young woman with copper-blonde hair laughing and pushing her way through a
crowd, her two friends beside her. "Going to Tokyo with her two best friends, artists' Hermione Granger
and Sandy Smith, she plans to spend some time relaxing and shopping. What brand we asked her during
an interview? 'Nothing but my own!' She replies, laughing. We will be having an interview after she
comes back from Tokyo on January 10th, so hang in there. This young fashion designer is on her one-way
ticket to the top!"
Dorothy shut off the TV and glanced at Quatre, who was staring at the TV.
"See, that wasn't so hard, was it, Quatre?" She asked, puzzled. "Quatre, are you okay?"
"That—That was Relena…"
"Yes, Relena Lodge, the best fashion designer there is for teens, actually, she designed these pants,"
Dorothy smiled.
"No…Relena Peacecraft…"
*
L2 Colony, Maxwell Junk Yard:
"Hilde, what on Earth are you doing? You're wearing white pants to a junk yard!" Duo cried, looking up
as she entered the office.
"Duo, these are the latest fashion from the Lodge collection. Anyway, I came to tell you that Millardo and
Quatre are getting everyone together for the annual trip to Tokyo. Heero, o doubt, has already said yes,"
Hilde said, placing an invitation down on the desk.
"You mean to Relena's?" Duo asked, reading it over. "Jan. 1st to 14th."
"Yeah, a longer one this time…I have no idea why…Dorothy said something that Relena Lodge will be
in town that week so she wants to try and spot her."
"Relena Lodge?"
"God, you are so clueless and she even has a men's clothing line out!"
"A fashion designer?" Duo asked, finally understanding.
"DUH!" Hilde cried out, then smiled. "Come on, everyone's going…"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming…sheesh."
*
L3 colony, outside the downtown area, circus tent:
"Catherine! We got a letter from Quatre and Dorothy!" the usual silent one called out as he stepped into
the trailer.
"Trowa. You're back," Catherine stated, looking up from the TV.
"Yes," he answered, handing his sister the letter.
Reading it over, Trowa watched the TV, where the Talk show host from E! was talking to some girl with
copper-blonde hair.
"…Miss Lodge, you said you've had amnesia," the announcer said, leaning in.
"Yes."
"How far back do you remember? Do you know what happened?" she asked the girl.
"Please, call me Relena. It happened about four years ago. I don't actually remember what happened,
except what my friends and doctor told me. I was hit by a car and Hermione and Sandy brought me to the
hospital. That's all." Relena Lodge said. She tossed her shoulder-length hair behind her shoulder,
smiling.
"That's terrible. I feel sorry…so, your parents or brother or sister could be without a sister or daughter
right now and you wouldn't know that that may be you…gosh…anyway, on a happier subject," the
announcer said, then jumped into her fashion designs. "What's with the dreamy look and Western
Twang?"
"Dreamy for my friend, Hermione…she's an amazing artist and writer so I dedicated a series to her. The
Western Twang look is for my other best friend, Sandy, because she grew up in the West, Kentucky
actually, and misses home terribly. I figured this would make her seem a little closer to home." Relena
smiled. The camera went to two pictures of two girls, one Trowa seemed interested in.
"Are we going?"
"Huh?" Trowa asked, snapping back to attention.
"Are we going to Tokyo with them?" Catherine asked again, smiling slightly as she looked over at the
TV.
"Yeah, I guess," he replied, and left the trailer.
*
L5 colony, Preventers HQ:
"WuFei!"
"What?" WuFei tried to look innocent, but Sally came into his office, shoving a letter in front of him.
"You tried to hid the invitation from me, didn't you? I found it in my trash can, underneath an apple!
Don't deny it, you don't want to go!" Sally yelled, slamming the letter on his desk.
WuFei stared at it and thought, 'Damn…it didn't work…still next year though…'
"Fine, woman, shut up and I'll go…"
"Great!" Sally's face perked up and she skipped out, "I'll call Quatre right now!"
PART FOUR {4}
Tokyo:
Relena was driving the convertible they rented, a sweet blue BMW with a pair of red dice hanging from
the review mirror.
"MUSIC! MUSIC! MUSIC!" Sandy chanted, and Relena turned to scowl at Hermione who sheepishly
grinned back.
"Never again, never!" Relena said, shaking her head. "I don't care how good your cookies are, but please,
whatever you do, don't give them to Sandy!"
"Got it!" Hermione replied sheepishly. She clicked on the radio, and Sandy stopped chanting and found a
station.
[We were the floor show, kicking with you torso/ boys getting high, the girls even more so]
"Ooh! I love this song!" Hermione said, cranking up the volume. "Robbie Williams rocks!"
They sang along to the song, laughing when one of the girls tumbled off on the fast lyrics.
[Singing in the classes, music for your masses/ Give no head, no backstage passes/ Have a proper giggle,
I'll be quite polite/ And when I rock the mike, I rock the mike (right)/ You got no love, you're with the
wrong man/ It's time to move your body/ If you can't get a girl, but your best friend can/ It's time to move
your body]
Laughing, they pulled up to a red light and waited for people to walk past. Another convertible car pulled
up beside them, and they glanced over to see who it was. They were listening to another station, also
blaring the music.
The driver was a young man with messy chocolate brown hair and Prussian blue eyes. He glanced over
and did a double-take at Relena.
His friend, who was sitting beside him, leaned over and waved, "Hiya girls!"
They laughed and Sandy winked at him. In the back of his car, Hilde glared and Catherine began to
giggle at the sight.
Trowa glanced over and saw that it was the same girl from E!. Nudging Dorothy next to him who was
talking to Quatre, he pointed at Relena.
"Hey, turn down the music!" Dorothy cried out, tapping Heero on the shoulder.
[It won't be easy, you'll think it strange/ When I try to explain how I feel/ That I still need your love after
all that I've done/ You won't believe me/ All you will see is a girl you once knew/ Although she's dressed
up to the nines/ At sixes and sevens with you]
Dorothy leaned as far over as he could, and the girls in their car turned off the radio with the new song
playing.
[Love can touch us one time/ And last for a lifetime/ And never let go till we're gone]
"Hey, are you Relena Lodge, the fashion designer?" Dorothy yelled across.
"Sure am!" The copper-blonde haired girl yelled back, grinning. Her sea-blue eyes lit up as she saw a fan
of hers in person. Even though the glasses and hair colour changed her, Heero stood shock-still.
'Relena?' He thought, narrowing his eyes to look at her. The car behind his honked and looking back, he
saw Millardo shaking his hand at him, "get moving!"
Looking back, he saw the light was green and the other car was gone.
Hey hey…if anyone knows all the songs where those are from, write it in your review or email me. First
person who does so wins a prize! ^_^ Seriously too! I'll draw you a pic of your favourite GW character
and you and in anime and send it to you via email or ICQ or anything like that. If you don't know what
my drawings look like, ask for it through email or check out my bio where I have a picture of Hermione!!
Good luck!
Disclaimer: I don't own GW or the song…oh, this ISN'T a Songfic. And I don't own Marvel, or Archie
Comics
AN: um…this may seem similar to some other stories about Relena but I'm trying to make this as
different as possible. I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed before though, thanks so much ^_^ now I
want to finish every series I have out unfinished!!
[song]
PART THREE {3}
AC 202
Two years ago, Relena had lost her memory…two years had gone by and she was now Relena Lodge, the
well-known and popular fashion designer. She had changed remarkably, and no one knew who she was,
not even her two closest friends.
Relena's appearance had changed drastically. Her hair was no longer strawberry-blonde, but a copper-
blonde that somewhat resembled Hermione's copper-brown. She had gotten in a fight at the club one
night when received a punch, causing her vision to be a little blurred, so she wore fashionable glasses
now. She wore her own designs, which consisted of tight-fitting sweaters and shirts, and loose fitting
baggy pants with built-in pagers and cell-phone cases. The twenty-two year old knew what teens wanted,
as she also was still young.
Hermione and Sandy also changed, but not as much. Hermione's hair had grown to shoulder-length. Her
eyes had also lightened up from her brown-amber to amber-green. She hadn't grown so she was the same
height, still a good two inches taller than both Sandy and Relena.
Sandy's hair was more loose and thicker now; it used to be thin and tightly pulled back in a ponytail. Her
eyes were the same and she wore her western hat more lately, and Relena, as a joke, introduced a Western
theme for her designs which sold out quickly.
"How about a vacation, huh, Rel-Rel?" Sandy asked, sprawled on their cow-print couch. As Relena
received a better job, they all moved into a larger apartment in downtown New York, closer to the
Hollywood stars homes.
"Yeah," Hermione nodded from her beanbag, "we haven't been anywhere since last summer, and it's
almost Christmas, wouldn't a nice holiday trip do us good? Think…new design ideas, a break from our
jobs…"
"Yeah, no more little screaming kids to teach," Sandy sighed. She turned to Hermione, "no more bossy
deadline's…"
The turned to Relena, who laughed and cried, "I give in! I give in!"
They laughed together and began packing for their trip.
"Uh…one question?" Hermione called from her room.
"Yeah?" The other two called back.
"Where are we going?"
There was a pause, but Relena called back, "Tokyo."
*
Earth, desert, Winner's:
Dorothy and Quatre were cuddled on a couch, watching the news daily. The news broadcaster came on
and talked about sports, Dorothy making sick noises throughout the whole thing.
"Dorothy!"
"Sorry, Qu-chan, I hate sports unless its foiling!" Dorothy exclaimed, but grabbed the remote and turned
it up.
"I thought…"
"Fashion is next," she giggled, and watched.
"…and now for the fashion. Over to you, Eliza."
"Thanks, Debby," Eliza, the fashion teller said. Looking into the camera, she smiled, "and now, the latest
and hottest fashion designer, Relena Lodge, has come to tell her officials she needs a break!" The picture
went over to a smiling young woman with copper-blonde hair laughing and pushing her way through a
crowd, her two friends beside her. "Going to Tokyo with her two best friends, artists' Hermione Granger
and Sandy Smith, she plans to spend some time relaxing and shopping. What brand we asked her during
an interview? 'Nothing but my own!' She replies, laughing. We will be having an interview after she
comes back from Tokyo on January 10th, so hang in there. This young fashion designer is on her one-way
ticket to the top!"
Dorothy shut off the TV and glanced at Quatre, who was staring at the TV.
"See, that wasn't so hard, was it, Quatre?" She asked, puzzled. "Quatre, are you okay?"
"That—That was Relena…"
"Yes, Relena Lodge, the best fashion designer there is for teens, actually, she designed these pants,"
Dorothy smiled.
"No…Relena Peacecraft…"
*
L2 Colony, Maxwell Junk Yard:
"Hilde, what on Earth are you doing? You're wearing white pants to a junk yard!" Duo cried, looking up
as she entered the office.
"Duo, these are the latest fashion from the Lodge collection. Anyway, I came to tell you that Millardo and
Quatre are getting everyone together for the annual trip to Tokyo. Heero, o doubt, has already said yes,"
Hilde said, placing an invitation down on the desk.
"You mean to Relena's?" Duo asked, reading it over. "Jan. 1st to 14th."
"Yeah, a longer one this time…I have no idea why…Dorothy said something that Relena Lodge will be
in town that week so she wants to try and spot her."
"Relena Lodge?"
"God, you are so clueless and she even has a men's clothing line out!"
"A fashion designer?" Duo asked, finally understanding.
"DUH!" Hilde cried out, then smiled. "Come on, everyone's going…"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming…sheesh."
*
L3 colony, outside the downtown area, circus tent:
"Catherine! We got a letter from Quatre and Dorothy!" the usual silent one called out as he stepped into
the trailer.
"Trowa. You're back," Catherine stated, looking up from the TV.
"Yes," he answered, handing his sister the letter.
Reading it over, Trowa watched the TV, where the Talk show host from E! was talking to some girl with
copper-blonde hair.
"…Miss Lodge, you said you've had amnesia," the announcer said, leaning in.
"Yes."
"How far back do you remember? Do you know what happened?" she asked the girl.
"Please, call me Relena. It happened about four years ago. I don't actually remember what happened,
except what my friends and doctor told me. I was hit by a car and Hermione and Sandy brought me to the
hospital. That's all." Relena Lodge said. She tossed her shoulder-length hair behind her shoulder,
smiling.
"That's terrible. I feel sorry…so, your parents or brother or sister could be without a sister or daughter
right now and you wouldn't know that that may be you…gosh…anyway, on a happier subject," the
announcer said, then jumped into her fashion designs. "What's with the dreamy look and Western
Twang?"
"Dreamy for my friend, Hermione…she's an amazing artist and writer so I dedicated a series to her. The
Western Twang look is for my other best friend, Sandy, because she grew up in the West, Kentucky
actually, and misses home terribly. I figured this would make her seem a little closer to home." Relena
smiled. The camera went to two pictures of two girls, one Trowa seemed interested in.
"Are we going?"
"Huh?" Trowa asked, snapping back to attention.
"Are we going to Tokyo with them?" Catherine asked again, smiling slightly as she looked over at the
TV.
"Yeah, I guess," he replied, and left the trailer.
*
L5 colony, Preventers HQ:
"WuFei!"
"What?" WuFei tried to look innocent, but Sally came into his office, shoving a letter in front of him.
"You tried to hid the invitation from me, didn't you? I found it in my trash can, underneath an apple!
Don't deny it, you don't want to go!" Sally yelled, slamming the letter on his desk.
WuFei stared at it and thought, 'Damn…it didn't work…still next year though…'
"Fine, woman, shut up and I'll go…"
"Great!" Sally's face perked up and she skipped out, "I'll call Quatre right now!"
PART FOUR {4}
Tokyo:
Relena was driving the convertible they rented, a sweet blue BMW with a pair of red dice hanging from
the review mirror.
"MUSIC! MUSIC! MUSIC!" Sandy chanted, and Relena turned to scowl at Hermione who sheepishly
grinned back.
"Never again, never!" Relena said, shaking her head. "I don't care how good your cookies are, but please,
whatever you do, don't give them to Sandy!"
"Got it!" Hermione replied sheepishly. She clicked on the radio, and Sandy stopped chanting and found a
station.
[We were the floor show, kicking with you torso/ boys getting high, the girls even more so]
"Ooh! I love this song!" Hermione said, cranking up the volume. "Robbie Williams rocks!"
They sang along to the song, laughing when one of the girls tumbled off on the fast lyrics.
[Singing in the classes, music for your masses/ Give no head, no backstage passes/ Have a proper giggle,
I'll be quite polite/ And when I rock the mike, I rock the mike (right)/ You got no love, you're with the
wrong man/ It's time to move your body/ If you can't get a girl, but your best friend can/ It's time to move
your body]
Laughing, they pulled up to a red light and waited for people to walk past. Another convertible car pulled
up beside them, and they glanced over to see who it was. They were listening to another station, also
blaring the music.
The driver was a young man with messy chocolate brown hair and Prussian blue eyes. He glanced over
and did a double-take at Relena.
His friend, who was sitting beside him, leaned over and waved, "Hiya girls!"
They laughed and Sandy winked at him. In the back of his car, Hilde glared and Catherine began to
giggle at the sight.
Trowa glanced over and saw that it was the same girl from E!. Nudging Dorothy next to him who was
talking to Quatre, he pointed at Relena.
"Hey, turn down the music!" Dorothy cried out, tapping Heero on the shoulder.
[It won't be easy, you'll think it strange/ When I try to explain how I feel/ That I still need your love after
all that I've done/ You won't believe me/ All you will see is a girl you once knew/ Although she's dressed
up to the nines/ At sixes and sevens with you]
Dorothy leaned as far over as he could, and the girls in their car turned off the radio with the new song
playing.
[Love can touch us one time/ And last for a lifetime/ And never let go till we're gone]
"Hey, are you Relena Lodge, the fashion designer?" Dorothy yelled across.
"Sure am!" The copper-blonde haired girl yelled back, grinning. Her sea-blue eyes lit up as she saw a fan
of hers in person. Even though the glasses and hair colour changed her, Heero stood shock-still.
'Relena?' He thought, narrowing his eyes to look at her. The car behind his honked and looking back, he
saw Millardo shaking his hand at him, "get moving!"
Looking back, he saw the light was green and the other car was gone.
Hey hey…if anyone knows all the songs where those are from, write it in your review or email me. First
person who does so wins a prize! ^_^ Seriously too! I'll draw you a pic of your favourite GW character
and you and in anime and send it to you via email or ICQ or anything like that. If you don't know what
my drawings look like, ask for it through email or check out my bio where I have a picture of Hermione!!
Good luck!