Relena froze.

"Just called because you seemed at bit down today and I was concerned. Well call me sometime okay? Love you, bye."

Damn. Edward rushed back into her mind again. For a minute she could have almost forgotten him.

"Whose Edward?" Heero asked pulling away.

"A guy."

"What kind of guy?"

Relena sighed, "My boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know and why do you have to know everything about me anyway? It's not like it's any of your business."

"Relena…"

"Oh don't get all sentimental on me now! Stop hurting me!" Relena argued, "Why do you have to barge in just when I can almost get on with my life!"

Heero watched as Relena stormed out the door. It was her turn to runaway. A single tear fell down his cheek. He brushed it away quickly. Had Heero really lost her?

Walking around the small living room Heero examined all its contents. This apartment was immensely different from the old mansion Still everything was kept neat and had it's own place in the room. Relena was always a bit of a neat freak.

He stopped and picked up a picture that was on her mantel. It was of her and a guy he assumed to be Edward. They were obviously having the time of their lives at what seemed to be the carnival. Storking her cheek gently Heero pondered what to do next. He had visited Relena, scared the living daylights out of her and kissed her. Heero licked his lips in rememberbrance. Putting down the picture he picked up the next one. The picture was of Heero himself. It had been taken the day Duo got "snap happy" and took pictures of everyone, whether they liked it or not. Heero was sitting and typing on his laptop that day when all of a sudden a big flash blinded his eyes. He remembered Duo's innocent grin and how he had locked Duo out of the house. Duo's whinning still rang in his ears. Turning the picture around Heero instantly recognized the handwriting.

Hey Relena,
Just thought you might like the picture. Don't worry about Heero, he'll come around.

--Duo

Relena stomped madly down the stairs and out the building. She couldn't have cared less about how many neighbors she awoke. The nerve of that man! Coming into her life when she wanted him to stay just where he was. Life was so much more easier just missing him and wanting him there. Relena dreamed of the day she'd meet Heero again, believing that it'd never happened. Kissing him was certainly not part of the plan.

It was then she realized she'd left Heero in her apartment. But that didn't seem to matter, Heero had already broken into her heart why not her home? Collapsing into a park bench Relena buried her face in her hands.

"Something wrong Miss?" Asked a kind old lady sitting next to her.

"Everything."

"Care to explain."

"Well you see there's this guy I love, I mean loved. Well you get the point. And now he's come back after leaving for so long. I've just gotten on with my life and I have a wonderful boyfriend. Now he's screwed everything up and I can't think straight! I have to chose between him and my boyfriend."

"It's a terrible situation. And all I can tell you is to listen to your heart." The lady had replied and as if reading Relena's mind continued, "I know it seems hard but just stay quiet and listen. Your heart has a lot of things to say you know. Don't worry it get's easier with practice."

"Thank you, I'll remember that."

"Don't worry you'll find Mr. Right someday. I've been in the same situation as hard as it was on me it was still worth it at the end."

"Oh really. Who would you pick?"

"It's your decision. I must be off now."

"Thank you for listening. It was nice talking to you."

"Oh it was no problem. Take care Dear."

Relena watched as the woman slowly walked away. The woman seemed so content with her life, so sure of herself. If only she could be that way. 'Listening to my heart….Hah! Easier said than done.' Who would she pick? Edward or Heero? Any normal girl would have picked Edward. He was the sweet and kind one; The one that didn't break her heart. But then there was Heero. No matter how frustrating he seemed Relena still cared for him. It was like she was emotionally bound with him.

How did one listen to their hearts? Hearts didn't seem good for anything except pumping blood. And hearts didn't protect you from getting hurt. Your mind told you what the logical thing to do not your heart. Your heart let you feel things and let you get torn apart by someone you honestly cared for.

"Relena?"