"It's Gonna Be Me" Part Two: The Meeting
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Paegan gently shut the double doors behind Princess Relena. "I hope I have chosen the right outfit for her..." Paegan murmured as he walked away from the sanctuary office.
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I can't believe it...Heero...He's here...But...No. He's in... Space? Relena thought, wide eyed at the sight of the boy she had dreamt about for over a year now. The boy, no, the young man who had haunted her dreams, night and day, was there before her. "Heero Yuy? Ah, may I ask what brings you here to my pacifist nation?" she asked, trying to regain her composure. Relena Peacecraft! Snap out of it! You are a Princess, the heir to the Sank Kingdom. Stop gawking at some silly crush! You have work to do! Relena resisted the urge to sigh. He's so handsome...Gorgeous...Adorable...What am I doing? Relena snapped back to attention just in time to see Heero raise a questioning eyebrow. How humiliating...
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So, Heero thought, He didn't tell her whom she was meeting. I'm surprised. Paegan has kept very little from Relena for as long as I have known him. Heero was noticing all of this with one eyebrow raised. He was rather amused at the dreamy look Relena had taken on not a moment ago. Too bad she snapped out of it so fast...I wonder what she was thinking about...Don't start Heero. You were gonna kill her, remember? Yes...
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Quatre Raberba Winner watched all of this with pure, innocent curiosity. Is there something between them? Are they an... What is it...Item? Interesting combination, these two. Heero, the rebel, the warship pilot, the soldier. Relena, the princess, the pacifist, the innocent. Well...Relena at least has some feelings for Heero. I can tell that much...Quatre remained silently watching.
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"Mr. Yuy, have you come to live peacefully, or have you come to ruin my nation with war, like the Romefellar Foundation?" Relena asked, doing everything she could to keep her composure. She was unbelievably self-conscious of her clothes, even though she knew the beautiful ivory dress looked fine. Is he going to answer? Why do I want to kiss him so badly?
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"Well, Relena, I have come here at the request of my comrade, Quatre. I won't be staying long," he said smoothly. "And never compare me, or put me, or class me next to the Romefellar Foundation again." he added, his voice as cold and hard as the frailest ice in all the universe. Romefellar, ugh. I'm nothing like them...
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"Excuse me, Princess Relena, I have requested that we stay in this kingdom as peace enforcers, not warriors. I'm sure that my friend -- err, our friend -- Mr. Yuy here, will probably continue to carry out his wonderfully covert operations, missions, whatever you wish to call them. We have met with Captain Noin and she seems to think us staying here for a short while wouldn't be a problem. I, too, have a Gundam. I will use it to protect your country-"
"Really, Mr. Winner. A Gundam to protect a pacifist nation?" Relena stated, clearly miffed by the idea.
"Well, yes. A Gundam is a symbol to stand behind and it shines full of strength. What could be the problem? Our Gundams are fighting for peace are they not?" Quatre stated, looking as innocent as he could manage without melting into a kitten.
"Wrong, Quatre. The Gundams were made to fight, what the pilot uses them for is what they fight for. If the pilot fights to just fight, then so does the Gundam. If the pilot fights for a cause, like peace, so does the Gundam." Heero added, looking straight at Quatre with a look that left no room for argument. Please...Pacifism...It's useless...Relena... Heero looked at Relena in her stunning dress. He hadn't noticed it until now. Wow...I've never seen her like this before. She looks amazing...She looks beautiful...What am I saying? I can't feel like this! What is happening to me? Heero shook his head lightly from side to side, trying to clear away the uncalled for romantic thoughts and feeling that had entered his head and his...heart. Do I even have a heart? No, I'm a warrior. I'm not like Quatre. I haven't retained my innocence through all this fighting. It was stolen long ago...
"Heero? Heero, are you all right? Is something wrong?" Relena asked. Heero looked up into her face, startled.
"Yes," he said, "I'm fine. I always am." With that, he left the office without another word or explanation.
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I just walked out on Relena...She has always believed in me...Do I owe her an explanation? No, Heero thought bitterly, I owe her nothing. I owe no one. What has she ever done for me? Absolutely nothing. She's always in the way...
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Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you
You don't wanna lose it again
But I'm not like them
Baby, when you finally
Get to love somebody
Guess what
It's gonna be me
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"What was that all about?" Relena asked a stunned Quatre. Relena was just as stunned. What happened? Why did he walk out like that? "Is there something I missed? This is my office and I rarely miss anything."
"No, Princess Relena, you didn't miss anything. Neither did I. I think Heero's thoughts changed to another event. I don't believe he wanted to dwell on it in here." Quatre replied, still watching the shut inlaid silver double doors of the office.
Relena watched those doors too. She was silently hoping, praying, begging, for Heero to walk back in. What happened? she asked herself again. What upset him? "Well, Quatre, I should show you to a room and then around the grounds of the palace. I would be pleased if you would stay on the palace grounds. You and Heero both are welcome to stay here in my kingdom for as long as you wish. Let's hope there is no reason for you to protect my kingdom." Relena said. Relena and Quatre both gazed out the floor-to-ceiling crystal windows of the Sank Kingdom's ruler's office at the beautiful, and peaceful, coastal setting before them. Let that peace rub off on our actions... "This way." Relena said, sadly turning her face away from the peaceful vision for the second time that morning. She walked over and opened one of the double doors that led to the outside hallway. She sighed and walked down a staircase of winding stairs of burgundy carpeting and silvery decor toward the south wing of the pacifist institution, saying hello to a few of her students, with Quatre trailing behind.
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Heero stared absently at his Gundam. Machines...They're the lucky ones...They have no emotions...Nothing can get in the way of their missions. Heero glared jealously around him at his Gundam. It sat there, waiting, beckoning, for him to jump in and take it somewhere. Somewhere to destroy, somewhere to devastate, somewhere to kill, murder. Murder...Is that how they got me away from my mother? Did they murder her? Will I ever know? Do I care? I don't know...I'm confused... I'm scared... Heero Yuy, ice cold, frigid, cruel, heartless and soulless Gundam pilot, sat in the cockpit of Wing Zero, his Gundam, and cried.
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Heero cried for a very long time. He sat there, first in the cockpit of his Gundam, then in the hand, curled up like a feeble little child, crying for the first time that he could remember. And the tears wouldn't stop. All the pain, the suffering, the merciless killing, all the withheld emotions came flooding to the surface. And with it came questions. Who is my mother? Is Dr. J my father? Why do I continually save Relena? What hold does she have on me? What is love? The questions rose in Heero's mind, overtaking him until they flooded out in the form of tears. The only reason they overflowed like the waterfalls of the Sank Kingdom was because there was no one there to answer any of his questions. Heero had no one.
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Paegan gently shut the double doors behind Princess Relena. "I hope I have chosen the right outfit for her..." Paegan murmured as he walked away from the sanctuary office.
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I can't believe it...Heero...He's here...But...No. He's in... Space? Relena thought, wide eyed at the sight of the boy she had dreamt about for over a year now. The boy, no, the young man who had haunted her dreams, night and day, was there before her. "Heero Yuy? Ah, may I ask what brings you here to my pacifist nation?" she asked, trying to regain her composure. Relena Peacecraft! Snap out of it! You are a Princess, the heir to the Sank Kingdom. Stop gawking at some silly crush! You have work to do! Relena resisted the urge to sigh. He's so handsome...Gorgeous...Adorable...What am I doing? Relena snapped back to attention just in time to see Heero raise a questioning eyebrow. How humiliating...
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So, Heero thought, He didn't tell her whom she was meeting. I'm surprised. Paegan has kept very little from Relena for as long as I have known him. Heero was noticing all of this with one eyebrow raised. He was rather amused at the dreamy look Relena had taken on not a moment ago. Too bad she snapped out of it so fast...I wonder what she was thinking about...Don't start Heero. You were gonna kill her, remember? Yes...
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Quatre Raberba Winner watched all of this with pure, innocent curiosity. Is there something between them? Are they an... What is it...Item? Interesting combination, these two. Heero, the rebel, the warship pilot, the soldier. Relena, the princess, the pacifist, the innocent. Well...Relena at least has some feelings for Heero. I can tell that much...Quatre remained silently watching.
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"Mr. Yuy, have you come to live peacefully, or have you come to ruin my nation with war, like the Romefellar Foundation?" Relena asked, doing everything she could to keep her composure. She was unbelievably self-conscious of her clothes, even though she knew the beautiful ivory dress looked fine. Is he going to answer? Why do I want to kiss him so badly?
***
"Well, Relena, I have come here at the request of my comrade, Quatre. I won't be staying long," he said smoothly. "And never compare me, or put me, or class me next to the Romefellar Foundation again." he added, his voice as cold and hard as the frailest ice in all the universe. Romefellar, ugh. I'm nothing like them...
***
"Excuse me, Princess Relena, I have requested that we stay in this kingdom as peace enforcers, not warriors. I'm sure that my friend -- err, our friend -- Mr. Yuy here, will probably continue to carry out his wonderfully covert operations, missions, whatever you wish to call them. We have met with Captain Noin and she seems to think us staying here for a short while wouldn't be a problem. I, too, have a Gundam. I will use it to protect your country-"
"Really, Mr. Winner. A Gundam to protect a pacifist nation?" Relena stated, clearly miffed by the idea.
"Well, yes. A Gundam is a symbol to stand behind and it shines full of strength. What could be the problem? Our Gundams are fighting for peace are they not?" Quatre stated, looking as innocent as he could manage without melting into a kitten.
"Wrong, Quatre. The Gundams were made to fight, what the pilot uses them for is what they fight for. If the pilot fights to just fight, then so does the Gundam. If the pilot fights for a cause, like peace, so does the Gundam." Heero added, looking straight at Quatre with a look that left no room for argument. Please...Pacifism...It's useless...Relena... Heero looked at Relena in her stunning dress. He hadn't noticed it until now. Wow...I've never seen her like this before. She looks amazing...She looks beautiful...What am I saying? I can't feel like this! What is happening to me? Heero shook his head lightly from side to side, trying to clear away the uncalled for romantic thoughts and feeling that had entered his head and his...heart. Do I even have a heart? No, I'm a warrior. I'm not like Quatre. I haven't retained my innocence through all this fighting. It was stolen long ago...
"Heero? Heero, are you all right? Is something wrong?" Relena asked. Heero looked up into her face, startled.
"Yes," he said, "I'm fine. I always am." With that, he left the office without another word or explanation.
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I just walked out on Relena...She has always believed in me...Do I owe her an explanation? No, Heero thought bitterly, I owe her nothing. I owe no one. What has she ever done for me? Absolutely nothing. She's always in the way...
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Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you
You don't wanna lose it again
But I'm not like them
Baby, when you finally
Get to love somebody
Guess what
It's gonna be me
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"What was that all about?" Relena asked a stunned Quatre. Relena was just as stunned. What happened? Why did he walk out like that? "Is there something I missed? This is my office and I rarely miss anything."
"No, Princess Relena, you didn't miss anything. Neither did I. I think Heero's thoughts changed to another event. I don't believe he wanted to dwell on it in here." Quatre replied, still watching the shut inlaid silver double doors of the office.
Relena watched those doors too. She was silently hoping, praying, begging, for Heero to walk back in. What happened? she asked herself again. What upset him? "Well, Quatre, I should show you to a room and then around the grounds of the palace. I would be pleased if you would stay on the palace grounds. You and Heero both are welcome to stay here in my kingdom for as long as you wish. Let's hope there is no reason for you to protect my kingdom." Relena said. Relena and Quatre both gazed out the floor-to-ceiling crystal windows of the Sank Kingdom's ruler's office at the beautiful, and peaceful, coastal setting before them. Let that peace rub off on our actions... "This way." Relena said, sadly turning her face away from the peaceful vision for the second time that morning. She walked over and opened one of the double doors that led to the outside hallway. She sighed and walked down a staircase of winding stairs of burgundy carpeting and silvery decor toward the south wing of the pacifist institution, saying hello to a few of her students, with Quatre trailing behind.
***
Heero stared absently at his Gundam. Machines...They're the lucky ones...They have no emotions...Nothing can get in the way of their missions. Heero glared jealously around him at his Gundam. It sat there, waiting, beckoning, for him to jump in and take it somewhere. Somewhere to destroy, somewhere to devastate, somewhere to kill, murder. Murder...Is that how they got me away from my mother? Did they murder her? Will I ever know? Do I care? I don't know...I'm confused... I'm scared... Heero Yuy, ice cold, frigid, cruel, heartless and soulless Gundam pilot, sat in the cockpit of Wing Zero, his Gundam, and cried.
***
Heero cried for a very long time. He sat there, first in the cockpit of his Gundam, then in the hand, curled up like a feeble little child, crying for the first time that he could remember. And the tears wouldn't stop. All the pain, the suffering, the merciless killing, all the withheld emotions came flooding to the surface. And with it came questions. Who is my mother? Is Dr. J my father? Why do I continually save Relena? What hold does she have on me? What is love? The questions rose in Heero's mind, overtaking him until they flooded out in the form of tears. The only reason they overflowed like the waterfalls of the Sank Kingdom was because there was no one there to answer any of his questions. Heero had no one.
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