Chapter 9
Relena hurriedly ran down the hall and through the door. Traffic had been awful and Relena was now officially late. Hopefully Heero wouldn't be there ready to bite her head off like before. After Friday's incident Relena wanted to stay as far from Heero as humanly possible.
"I'm so sorry I'm late Mr. Yuy." Relena apologized and looked up to find Heero wasn't there.
Instead were a beautiful cluster of flowers placed neatly arranged in a vase sitting on her desk. Irises, her favorite. Relena sat comfortably in her seat and picked up the irises. Bringing the flowers closer to her nose Relena smelled the sweet gentle scent and sighed happily. The irises were absolutely gorgeous without a single flaw. She couldn't have remembered the last time she received flowers.
Putting down the irises Relena opened the card that was tidily perched among the flowers.
Dear Relena
Sorry for everything.
Sincerely,
Heero, Mr. Yuy or Buttmunch
Relena smiled jubilantly and turned back to the files she forgot to go through the day before. Perhaps today wouldn't be such a bad day.
Heero grinned as he watched her from the little windo of his office door. For once he was glad to have the window there. Putting down the blinds Heero strolled back to his expensive "business man" chair. Sitting back in his chair, feet on the desk, Heero shrugged out his jacket and casted it to a remote part of the room. Somehow this day suddenly made him feel calm and care free.
"Heero Yuy here." Heero replied in the best professional voice sounding he could muster, as he answered the phone.
"It's just me Heero." Quatre laughed on the other line.
"Hey, so what's up?"
"Well you see...um remember Ms. Gellar, the client you spent hours trying convince selling her business to us?"
"Yes." Heero answered, grimacing at the thought of what happened that night with Relena.
"It turns out she'd still not quite convinced."
"What?!?"
"Don't sweat it Yuy. I booked you guys reservations again at the restaurant. I'm sure you'll be able to persuade her this time."
"I hope this'll be the last time I have to deal with her."
"Same here." Quatre agreed, "That Gellar's a stubborn one. By the way Heero, I "accidently" booked a table for three. So why don't you bring along that secretary of yours as a date."
"Who?"
"Oh come on Heero." Quatre teased, " You know Relena; Pretty lady, blonde hair, blue eyes. You practically bore a hole through her head."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Heero denied.
"You're as transparent as a glass house. Seriously Heero you always stare at her. The whole building knows you "like-like" her."
"Like-Like? You sound like my daughter."
"You don't say, well anyways I've got to go."
"Thanks Quatre." Smiled Hallie.
"No problem. But remember you promised me you'd pay me back as soon as your own muti-million dollar computer software company. Just hope Heero doesn't kill me when he finds out."
***
Heero held his hand out to knock on the door but decided against is. Instead he bumped his head rather roughly on the wood and silently cursed to himself. Since when was it so hard to ask a woman out? Of course Relena wasn't just any woman and they weren't exactly going out. He would just invite her to go with him to a restaurant. They'd have dinner and perhaps Heero would ask her to dance, but it still wouldn't be a date. Just two "friends" going somewhere with food and music and Ms. Gellar would be there too. It'd be business, purely business.
But before Heero could left his head up and knock again Relena answered the door, carrying Kyle in one arm. "Heero? What's your head doing on my door?"
"Heh heh. Oh I-I'm so so-orry." Heero stuttered nervously brushing his hand through his hair. "It's ju-just you have a ni-nice do-or."
"Well I'm glad you like my door, I think." Relena said raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah it's a re-really nice door. Y-you don't fi-find many like around."
"Actually you can find more of these doors down the hall. You even have a door just like this yourself."
"You do-don't say. An-anyway, I was wondering, well you see, um well, heh heh."
"Can you speak english please?" Kyle answered with a confused look on his face.
"Kyle! Well what do you want Heero? I don't think you usually go around knocking your head and admiring people's doors."
"Yeah I u-usually don't." Laughed Heero apprehensively, "See Quatre gave me reservations for this one restaurant a-and well he accidently booked a table for three and I was w-wondering if you'd like to come along."
"Why didn't you just change it?"
"It's kinda too late. The reservations are set for tomorrow night and it-it's kind of ex-exclusive."
"I wouldn't want to impeed..." Relena trailed off bitting on her fingernail.
"No, you wouldn't be. It'd be nice to have you. And I guess I'd sort of like to make it up to you for giving you such a hard time and stuff..."
"Oh really?"
"Uh...ye-yeah it would."
"Well I guess I'll just have to check my agenda." Relena replied unsure of whether or not she'd say yes.
Relena hadn't the slightest clue as to why Heero was even inviting her. After the flowers she had softened a bit. But now Relena honestly didn't know where she stood with him. One day Heero would decide to be somewhat decent to her the next is was as if she hadn't existed. Heero could have invited her from the kindness of his heart. Still, Relena didn't think Heero could be capable of even that. Perhaps it was another way for Heero to prove he was far superior than herself.
"Don't worry! She never has any plans!" Kyle piped up and then grinned happily at his mother.
"Thank you Kyle. I guess I will accept your offer then."
"That's good." Heero said maintaining a calm composure. "I'll pick you up around seven?"
"That'd be lovely." Relena smiled slightly before biding him good-bye.
As soon as the door closed Heero jumped for joy and did his "I got a date" victory dance. If it wasn't for his sophisticated looking suit the outside observer would have mistaken him for an adolescent. "Go Heero it's you birthday!" He proudly sang moving his arms in a circular motion and shaking his lips left to right.
"Got a date Heero?" Asked Ms. Flanery, the building's gossip queen.
"Uh...yeah. Sort of." Heero gulped, knowing that if he told Flanery the whole apartment complex would know in a half hour.
"Is it that Peacecraft girl?"
"Um. It's been nice talking to you but I have to go!"
Ms. Flanery watched as Heero sped off in the other direction and cried in a sing-song voice, "You're apartments the other way! And remember Mr. Yuy you can run but you can't hide!"
Relena hurriedly ran down the hall and through the door. Traffic had been awful and Relena was now officially late. Hopefully Heero wouldn't be there ready to bite her head off like before. After Friday's incident Relena wanted to stay as far from Heero as humanly possible.
"I'm so sorry I'm late Mr. Yuy." Relena apologized and looked up to find Heero wasn't there.
Instead were a beautiful cluster of flowers placed neatly arranged in a vase sitting on her desk. Irises, her favorite. Relena sat comfortably in her seat and picked up the irises. Bringing the flowers closer to her nose Relena smelled the sweet gentle scent and sighed happily. The irises were absolutely gorgeous without a single flaw. She couldn't have remembered the last time she received flowers.
Putting down the irises Relena opened the card that was tidily perched among the flowers.
Dear Relena
Sorry for everything.
Sincerely,
Heero, Mr. Yuy or Buttmunch
Relena smiled jubilantly and turned back to the files she forgot to go through the day before. Perhaps today wouldn't be such a bad day.
Heero grinned as he watched her from the little windo of his office door. For once he was glad to have the window there. Putting down the blinds Heero strolled back to his expensive "business man" chair. Sitting back in his chair, feet on the desk, Heero shrugged out his jacket and casted it to a remote part of the room. Somehow this day suddenly made him feel calm and care free.
"Heero Yuy here." Heero replied in the best professional voice sounding he could muster, as he answered the phone.
"It's just me Heero." Quatre laughed on the other line.
"Hey, so what's up?"
"Well you see...um remember Ms. Gellar, the client you spent hours trying convince selling her business to us?"
"Yes." Heero answered, grimacing at the thought of what happened that night with Relena.
"It turns out she'd still not quite convinced."
"What?!?"
"Don't sweat it Yuy. I booked you guys reservations again at the restaurant. I'm sure you'll be able to persuade her this time."
"I hope this'll be the last time I have to deal with her."
"Same here." Quatre agreed, "That Gellar's a stubborn one. By the way Heero, I "accidently" booked a table for three. So why don't you bring along that secretary of yours as a date."
"Who?"
"Oh come on Heero." Quatre teased, " You know Relena; Pretty lady, blonde hair, blue eyes. You practically bore a hole through her head."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Heero denied.
"You're as transparent as a glass house. Seriously Heero you always stare at her. The whole building knows you "like-like" her."
"Like-Like? You sound like my daughter."
"You don't say, well anyways I've got to go."
"Thanks Quatre." Smiled Hallie.
"No problem. But remember you promised me you'd pay me back as soon as your own muti-million dollar computer software company. Just hope Heero doesn't kill me when he finds out."
***
Heero held his hand out to knock on the door but decided against is. Instead he bumped his head rather roughly on the wood and silently cursed to himself. Since when was it so hard to ask a woman out? Of course Relena wasn't just any woman and they weren't exactly going out. He would just invite her to go with him to a restaurant. They'd have dinner and perhaps Heero would ask her to dance, but it still wouldn't be a date. Just two "friends" going somewhere with food and music and Ms. Gellar would be there too. It'd be business, purely business.
But before Heero could left his head up and knock again Relena answered the door, carrying Kyle in one arm. "Heero? What's your head doing on my door?"
"Heh heh. Oh I-I'm so so-orry." Heero stuttered nervously brushing his hand through his hair. "It's ju-just you have a ni-nice do-or."
"Well I'm glad you like my door, I think." Relena said raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah it's a re-really nice door. Y-you don't fi-find many like around."
"Actually you can find more of these doors down the hall. You even have a door just like this yourself."
"You do-don't say. An-anyway, I was wondering, well you see, um well, heh heh."
"Can you speak english please?" Kyle answered with a confused look on his face.
"Kyle! Well what do you want Heero? I don't think you usually go around knocking your head and admiring people's doors."
"Yeah I u-usually don't." Laughed Heero apprehensively, "See Quatre gave me reservations for this one restaurant a-and well he accidently booked a table for three and I was w-wondering if you'd like to come along."
"Why didn't you just change it?"
"It's kinda too late. The reservations are set for tomorrow night and it-it's kind of ex-exclusive."
"I wouldn't want to impeed..." Relena trailed off bitting on her fingernail.
"No, you wouldn't be. It'd be nice to have you. And I guess I'd sort of like to make it up to you for giving you such a hard time and stuff..."
"Oh really?"
"Uh...ye-yeah it would."
"Well I guess I'll just have to check my agenda." Relena replied unsure of whether or not she'd say yes.
Relena hadn't the slightest clue as to why Heero was even inviting her. After the flowers she had softened a bit. But now Relena honestly didn't know where she stood with him. One day Heero would decide to be somewhat decent to her the next is was as if she hadn't existed. Heero could have invited her from the kindness of his heart. Still, Relena didn't think Heero could be capable of even that. Perhaps it was another way for Heero to prove he was far superior than herself.
"Don't worry! She never has any plans!" Kyle piped up and then grinned happily at his mother.
"Thank you Kyle. I guess I will accept your offer then."
"That's good." Heero said maintaining a calm composure. "I'll pick you up around seven?"
"That'd be lovely." Relena smiled slightly before biding him good-bye.
As soon as the door closed Heero jumped for joy and did his "I got a date" victory dance. If it wasn't for his sophisticated looking suit the outside observer would have mistaken him for an adolescent. "Go Heero it's you birthday!" He proudly sang moving his arms in a circular motion and shaking his lips left to right.
"Got a date Heero?" Asked Ms. Flanery, the building's gossip queen.
"Uh...yeah. Sort of." Heero gulped, knowing that if he told Flanery the whole apartment complex would know in a half hour.
"Is it that Peacecraft girl?"
"Um. It's been nice talking to you but I have to go!"
Ms. Flanery watched as Heero sped off in the other direction and cried in a sing-song voice, "You're apartments the other way! And remember Mr. Yuy you can run but you can't hide!"