Marimeia's Crush - He's Still the One

Marimeia's Crush - He's Still the One

By West Wind

Disclaimer: I have no claim to any of the GW characters or the song title I used for the chapter title. (It just fit too well, I could not resist using it) Only thing that is mine is the story line and any non GW characters.

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The nineteen year old Marimeia stared dreamily at the photo she held. The picture had been taken at Relena and Trowa's wedding four years ago. In the center was Trowa and Relena, who looked radiant. They were flanked on either side by the bridesmaids and groomsman, Catherine, Marimeia, Quatre and Heero, and Gretchen, the flowergirl. Marimeia's focus was not on the bride and groom but on Heero. She let out a sigh and set the framed picture back on her nightstand before rolling to her back and staring at the ceiling.

"Will I ever be more than a child or friend to him?" she pondered.

When she was thirteen, she had followed Heero around like a puppy because she had the biggest crush on him. She did not fall for him because of his looks, but they did not hurt, but because he cared for her and would listen to her teenage problems and ramblings. He would occasionally take her places and would always bring her and Relena back something when he had to travel. She knew Wufie and Duo teased him about her crush, but he never told her to go away unless there was a good reason. That made her feel special. After Trowa's wedding she put the crush behind her as childhood fantasies and dated a handful of guys through school. They were nice but were just not what she was looking for. They all seemed childish and immature. Ready to pick fights over the silliest of things. It was such a contrast to any of the ex-gundum pilots. They seemed to radiate confidence and maturity, except maybe Duo but even he knew when to be serious. But, she knew they had to grow up at a young age and in many ways she had too. Maybe that is why she was drawn to the pilots.

"Heero…," she whispered.

Her crush was back, but she knew it was more than a young girl's crush. She was in love with the Wing Zero pilot, but would he ever lover her back? She did not know. At least she knew he was not interested in anyone. The only girls he was close to were Relena, that was a brother-sister type relationship and Relena's daughter, who was two and a half. She just had to know if there was even a chance between them. If not, she would move on but not until she gave it a real hard try. She pondered what she should do and what obstacles she might have to overcome.

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Relena was changing her youngest's diaper while she and Marimeia chatted. Relena's oldest, Christine, sat on the floor playing with blocks and Marimeia. The sound of the front door opening and closing let the women know someone had come home. Trowa stood in the doorway of the room Relena, Marimeia and the children were in.

"We're home," he announced.

At the sound of his voice Christine jumped up and ran to him calling "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," all the way. Trowa scooped his blond daughter up in his arms and laughed. She through her little arms around his neck and hugged him tight. When Heero entered the room, she quickly released Trowa and lunged for Heero squealing "Uncle Heero!!" Trowa turned his wiggling daughter over to Heero, then walked over to his wife and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Here, you can have this one," said Relena as she handed him their freshly diapered son. "I'm going to check on dinner. Marimeia, your staying for dinner, right?"

Marimeia watched as Christina pulled Heero to the floor where she had been previously playing. He gave a nod of acknowledgment to Marimeia before being pulled into building things with the blocks. Marimeia smiled at them playing. She was pulled out of her reflection by Relena's question which was more of a statement of fact.

"Yes," she replied. "Let me help you," she added as Relena headed for the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, Marimeia commented, "Chrisy sure had Heero wrapped around her little finger."

Relena laughed.

"To be honest, I think she has both of them around her little fingers. One for each hand. She is daddy's little girl," commented Relena as she checked the contents of the pots on the stove. "You should see her when she knows she is in trouble. She will look up at Trowa and bat those innocent baby-blue eyes of hers. It dose not keep her from getting in trouble but it always causes him to smile. Will you make the salad?"

"Sure."

Marimeia retrieved the cutting board, knife, lettuce, and a bowl and started making the salad. As she cut, she thought how she loved to be here especially in the evenings when every one was home. It had become her second home. Trowa and Relena treated her like one of the family, and she got to experience what it is like to be a part of a loving family. Plus, there was the added benefit, Heero lived there as well. Not long before Relena and Trowa got married, Heero thought it best if he moved into Pagan's old apartment in the back of the house. Pagan had retired several months before and now enjoyed the company of his grandkids.

"How did you know Uncle Trowa was interested in you?" Marimeia asked Relena as she finished.

"I didn't until I kissed him and he kissed back," Relena replied as she eyed her niece carefully. "I don't suggest you go around kissing boys to see if they like you," she cautioned.

"I hadn't planed on it."

"Boy trouble again?"

"Yah."

"Is it that Armand fellow?"

"No, I dropped him months ago. He was so immature and self-centered."

"Oh," said Relena as she put the food into serving bowls.

"Do you think Uncle Trowa would be upset if I went out with Heero?" Marimeia whispered.

Relena froze. She though Marimeia had outgrown her crush on Heero several years ago. Marimeia had always had a fondness for Heero, but Relena did not know it had gone this far. She quickly pondered how to respond to the question.

"He would be upset if Heero or anyone else hurt you," Relena slowly stated, "but as for going out with Heero, I don't know."

Marimeia had to agree. Trowa was protective of those he cared about, Catherine, Relena, his children, her. He was the closest thing to a father figure she had and his opinion always carried weight with her. She might not always follow it, but she would consider it very carefully.

"Are you going out with Heero?" asked Relena sure that Heero would have told her if he was.

"No, but I want to. But, I don't think he thinks of me in that way," she sighed.

Just then Trowa popped his head in the kitchen and asked if dinner was about ready.

"Just have to get it on the table," replied Relena as she and Marimeia gathered dished of food to put on the table.

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Trowa crawled into bed beside his wife. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. He gently nibbled at her ear.

"Trowa, we may have a problem."

She received a throaty grunt in response as he placed kisses on her neck. His long bangs caressed her skin as he moved to her exposed shoulder.

"You're not paying attention to me," she accused.

"I though I was paying very good attention to you," he replied and kissed the tip of her nose.

Relena swatted at him and exasperatingly said, "That is not what I meant!"

"Really," he said before kissing her lips.

She couldn't help it, she had to kiss back. He always had that affect on her.

"Listen to me," she demanded between kisses.

"I'm listening," he said as he returned to kissing her neck.

"Marimeia wants to date Heero."

"They would be good for each other."

A shocked Relena lay there sputtering.

"You don't have a problem with that. There is such an age difference between them."

"Not that big of one," replied Trowa as he freed her from her nightgown.

"It wouldn't hurt Heero to find someone and start a family of his own. Not that I don't like him as part of ours," he whispered in her ear as she took her turn placing kisses on his neck. "Marimeia is outgoing enough to counter his self-restraint. Sort of like us. Your talkativeness and my silence."

"Fine, I won't worry about it then, but I wish you would be a bit more silent at the moment," Relena stated before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.

Relena giggled into the kiss at his compliance.

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To be continued…