Part 3
"Edward! What in the world are you doing here?" Relena gasped, trying to decide whether it was a good thing or not Edward was here.
"I was just taking a walk and I noticed you here. What's the matter?"
"Nothing, nothing at all."
"Relena, when someone's crying on a park bench there's usually something wrong."
"You're very observant."
"Of course I am." Edward smiled and put an arm around her, causing Relena to slightly flinch. "What? I don't smell that bad, do I?"
"Oh it's nothing. I'm just not feeling so hot today. It's been hard day and I think I better be going." Relena regretfully said.
"Um…okay. Bye Relena."
"Good bye Edward."
Relena carefully pryed herself for Edward. She had to admit she was rather distant towards him and he didn't deserve that. Heck, Edward didn't deserve her. He needed someone wonderful and perfect with bouncy hair. Not some girl who could hardly make her mind about a guy who left years ago. Relena sauntered down the street in a daze. After a visit like that from Heero it was next to impossble to try functioning correctly. Heero seemed to always have that affect on her. She did love Edward, at least she thought she did, but it didn't feel the same as to when Heero was with her. So many complicated emotions and so many decisions.
"Earth to Relena." Quatre yelped in Relena's ear walking alongside her.
"Hey Quatre."
"No offense Relena. But you look like a zombie from some horror movie."
"None taken. I feel like a zombie anyway." Relena sighed.
"I take it Heero's visited you."
"Yeah."
"Sorry I gave him your address…"
"Don't worry about it Quatre. I had to see him sometime didn't I?"
"I'm still sorry."
"And I still think you should stop worrying about it."
"Well, you look like you could use a cup of coffee. Let's head to Blue Moon, my treat."
Blue Moon was a small coffeehouse that served the best coffee in the city, at least to Quatre's opinion. The only people that were "allowed" to perform there were poets dressed in black and bands that changed their name every week. It was mostly known for its cozy and relaxed atmoshpere. Quatre was rather attached to the place and insisted on going at least every other day.
Relena twisted a stem of a flower that had been put on their table for decoration. Personally she would have prefered it in a vase but it wasn't like it would have mattered.
"Did anyone tell you that you fidget too much?" Quatre smiled stealing the flower.
"Whatever Winner."
Quatre and Relena slowly sipped their coffee. Although they had been having coffee here for who knows how long, both felt rather cautious when first consuming the warm liquid. Sighing Relena put down her mug and opened another packet of sugar. "It's not sweet enough." Quatre raised an eyebrow and took another gulp of the drink.
"Relena that's the 6th packet of sugar you've added to your coffee."
"It's not sweet enough. I hate having bitter coffee."
"Yeah same here. But another packet of sugar you'll be bounching off that walls."
"Don't worry I have self control. Sweet coffee helps me deal with…"
"Heero?"
"Yeah him too." Relena admitted tapping her fingers against the hard mahogany table.
"So anything you want to talk about?"
"Like what?"
"Like Heero." Quatre suggested.
"Why would I want to talk about him?" Relena asked nonchalantly.
"Woman you're as transparent as a glass house."
"You're starting to sound like Wufei."
"Don't change the subject." Quatre argued grabbing the little fist she made with her hand.
"Let go of me." Relena hoarsely replied standing up to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"It's none of your business Quatre. I'll see you later. Please just let me be, I'll deal with this my own way."
Blindly walking down the street Relena heavily sighed. Not only had she pushed away Edward but her friend Quatre as well. "Self control my ass." Relena repeated to herself. Heero had taken everything from her, her self-control, train of thought and the last bit of sanity Relena managed to keep. It was all gone. She hated Heero for that, for manipulating her mind so heavily. And the worst part was he probably didn't have a clue about it all. Everything was done almost unintentionally. Why was it that Heero had done all this to her? Still she couldn't blame him, only herself. Relena was the one who let him into her heart and let him affect her in such a way, not Heero.
Relena opened the door to find the apartment without Heero. Everything was left as it was before. The whole place had been left quiet and empty. It was almost like Heero hadn't been there at all. "If only that were true." Relena thought putting her jacket away. She needed a warm bath. But before she could even make her way to the bathroom the doorbell rang.
"Please don't be Heero." Relena silently prayed opening the door.
Surprisingly it wasn't Heero. Just some guy in a uniform holding a bouquet of flowers.
"This is for Relena from Heero." The man answered handing her the roses.
"Thank you."
Taking the flowers inside, Relena opened the tiny card that had been perched among the roses.
To: Relena
From: Heero
That was all it said. No "I love you", no "Die! Die! Die!" It was simply an immaculate dull card with a bunch of beautiful roses. Somehow the gift wasn't as wonderful with that stupid card.
An hour later the doorbell had rung again. Relena sauntered out of the bathroom in her fuzzy bathrobe to answer whoever was at the door.
"You again?!?"
The man that had been there before sheepishly grinned and handed her the roses, "These are for you, again."
"You must have the wrong address."
"No I'm right. That Heero guy says that you'll be getting a dozen roses from him every hour until you decide to dump that flea infested, son of a--."
"Edward it not flea infested!"
"I'm sorry lady but that's what it says." The poor guy explained holding the message he was supposed to read.
Relena furiously read the paper, grabbed the flowers and slammed the door at Flower Dude's (That's right he has a name. Everyone meet Flower Dude! Judging by Relena's "sense of judgement" you'll be seeing a lot of him.) face.
"The nerve of that guy!" Relena fumed.
"Edward! What in the world are you doing here?" Relena gasped, trying to decide whether it was a good thing or not Edward was here.
"I was just taking a walk and I noticed you here. What's the matter?"
"Nothing, nothing at all."
"Relena, when someone's crying on a park bench there's usually something wrong."
"You're very observant."
"Of course I am." Edward smiled and put an arm around her, causing Relena to slightly flinch. "What? I don't smell that bad, do I?"
"Oh it's nothing. I'm just not feeling so hot today. It's been hard day and I think I better be going." Relena regretfully said.
"Um…okay. Bye Relena."
"Good bye Edward."
Relena carefully pryed herself for Edward. She had to admit she was rather distant towards him and he didn't deserve that. Heck, Edward didn't deserve her. He needed someone wonderful and perfect with bouncy hair. Not some girl who could hardly make her mind about a guy who left years ago. Relena sauntered down the street in a daze. After a visit like that from Heero it was next to impossble to try functioning correctly. Heero seemed to always have that affect on her. She did love Edward, at least she thought she did, but it didn't feel the same as to when Heero was with her. So many complicated emotions and so many decisions.
"Earth to Relena." Quatre yelped in Relena's ear walking alongside her.
"Hey Quatre."
"No offense Relena. But you look like a zombie from some horror movie."
"None taken. I feel like a zombie anyway." Relena sighed.
"I take it Heero's visited you."
"Yeah."
"Sorry I gave him your address…"
"Don't worry about it Quatre. I had to see him sometime didn't I?"
"I'm still sorry."
"And I still think you should stop worrying about it."
"Well, you look like you could use a cup of coffee. Let's head to Blue Moon, my treat."
Blue Moon was a small coffeehouse that served the best coffee in the city, at least to Quatre's opinion. The only people that were "allowed" to perform there were poets dressed in black and bands that changed their name every week. It was mostly known for its cozy and relaxed atmoshpere. Quatre was rather attached to the place and insisted on going at least every other day.
Relena twisted a stem of a flower that had been put on their table for decoration. Personally she would have prefered it in a vase but it wasn't like it would have mattered.
"Did anyone tell you that you fidget too much?" Quatre smiled stealing the flower.
"Whatever Winner."
Quatre and Relena slowly sipped their coffee. Although they had been having coffee here for who knows how long, both felt rather cautious when first consuming the warm liquid. Sighing Relena put down her mug and opened another packet of sugar. "It's not sweet enough." Quatre raised an eyebrow and took another gulp of the drink.
"Relena that's the 6th packet of sugar you've added to your coffee."
"It's not sweet enough. I hate having bitter coffee."
"Yeah same here. But another packet of sugar you'll be bounching off that walls."
"Don't worry I have self control. Sweet coffee helps me deal with…"
"Heero?"
"Yeah him too." Relena admitted tapping her fingers against the hard mahogany table.
"So anything you want to talk about?"
"Like what?"
"Like Heero." Quatre suggested.
"Why would I want to talk about him?" Relena asked nonchalantly.
"Woman you're as transparent as a glass house."
"You're starting to sound like Wufei."
"Don't change the subject." Quatre argued grabbing the little fist she made with her hand.
"Let go of me." Relena hoarsely replied standing up to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"It's none of your business Quatre. I'll see you later. Please just let me be, I'll deal with this my own way."
Blindly walking down the street Relena heavily sighed. Not only had she pushed away Edward but her friend Quatre as well. "Self control my ass." Relena repeated to herself. Heero had taken everything from her, her self-control, train of thought and the last bit of sanity Relena managed to keep. It was all gone. She hated Heero for that, for manipulating her mind so heavily. And the worst part was he probably didn't have a clue about it all. Everything was done almost unintentionally. Why was it that Heero had done all this to her? Still she couldn't blame him, only herself. Relena was the one who let him into her heart and let him affect her in such a way, not Heero.
Relena opened the door to find the apartment without Heero. Everything was left as it was before. The whole place had been left quiet and empty. It was almost like Heero hadn't been there at all. "If only that were true." Relena thought putting her jacket away. She needed a warm bath. But before she could even make her way to the bathroom the doorbell rang.
"Please don't be Heero." Relena silently prayed opening the door.
Surprisingly it wasn't Heero. Just some guy in a uniform holding a bouquet of flowers.
"This is for Relena from Heero." The man answered handing her the roses.
"Thank you."
Taking the flowers inside, Relena opened the tiny card that had been perched among the roses.
To: Relena
From: Heero
That was all it said. No "I love you", no "Die! Die! Die!" It was simply an immaculate dull card with a bunch of beautiful roses. Somehow the gift wasn't as wonderful with that stupid card.
An hour later the doorbell had rung again. Relena sauntered out of the bathroom in her fuzzy bathrobe to answer whoever was at the door.
"You again?!?"
The man that had been there before sheepishly grinned and handed her the roses, "These are for you, again."
"You must have the wrong address."
"No I'm right. That Heero guy says that you'll be getting a dozen roses from him every hour until you decide to dump that flea infested, son of a--."
"Edward it not flea infested!"
"I'm sorry lady but that's what it says." The poor guy explained holding the message he was supposed to read.
Relena furiously read the paper, grabbed the flowers and slammed the door at Flower Dude's (That's right he has a name. Everyone meet Flower Dude! Judging by Relena's "sense of judgement" you'll be seeing a lot of him.) face.
"The nerve of that guy!" Relena fumed.