Basic Instinct, Part 14
Chapter 58
"Quatre, why are you so nice to me?" Relena asked, stirring her
hot choclate around the mug. She had invited him to her room to talk
or something. Out of everyone he was the only one she trusted completely.
"You're my friend Relena. Its a joy to see you smile," he answered.
Which of course made her smile.
"Thank you," she replied growing serious. "I have a question?
What's happened to Ikia these past few days. She seemed real distant."
"I have no idea. She wouldn't talk to me about it. She can take
care of herself though. When she's ready she'll tell me, if she hasn't
already worked it out."
He settled back farther onto the couch. He had sat over a computer
all day finishing his Gundam and his back was aching. He took a sip of
his choclate and looked out the window. It had been raining for the past
three days on and off. Sighing he noticed it was still raining.
"I wish I was back in the desert. I hate rain," he grumbled.
Relena laughed the light laugh of hers.
"What brought that on?" she asked. He shrugged and Relena found
herself thinking he was adorable when he smiled. "Why did I think that.
He's my friend, I'm sure he wouldn't want me to like him as more. Plus
I'm still not over Heero," she scolded herself.
"Something wrong," asked Quatre, noticing her fleeting look of
consternation.
"No, nothing. I was just thinking about the rebel group. They've
been too quiet."
"I know, but we can only sit back and wait until they do something
so we can determine their location."
"I know, but I hate waiting," she sighed.
"Doesn't everybody," he smirked. In reality he was thinking along
other lines. Waiting for her. But he would.
Chapter 59
"Ikia, how can I learn to feel again," asked Trowa. Since their
conversation the night before, not a lot had been said between them. But
now in the shadows of his room he gathered the courage to ask her.
"Smile for me Trowa," she stated, she seemed distracted.
"I have nothing to smile about. If I smiled it wouldn't be real,"
he stated.
"Are you alive Trowa?"
"Yes."
"Are those you care about alive Trowa?"
"Yes."
"Then what isn't there to smile about?" The question took him
off guard. It was true. He was glad that he and his family and friends
were alive and well. But it never struck him as something to smile about.
"That doesn't strike me as something that I would smile about."
"Why not. Family and friends make you happy. When you're happy
you smile. If you can't smile for that, then I don't think you can smile
about anything," she answered him honestly.
"Oh, you're right," he answered firmly. And smiled! Ikia was
startled at the difference it made in his face. For some reason he always
seemed in the shadows, but when he smiled it seemed as if he came out of
it. And it was a true smile she could tell.
Smiling back she told him, "see, that wasn't hard was it?"
"No it wasn't. And it made me feel a lot better. Thank you," he
said sincerely.
"Do you want to keep working. Or is that enough for today?"
"Lets keep going. This is important to me. But can I suggest
something," he answered.
"Sure," she replied.
"Can I tell you how I feel about you. And then can you tell me
what it means," he asked.
"I, I guess," she stuttered. It definately wasn't what she was
expecting.
"Whenever I'm around you, you make me feel like a better person.
Like nothing can go wrong. You make me feel like I can live. I think
I love you Ikia."
"It could just be gratitude," she answered stiffly. She wouldn't
let anyone close. She had emotions, but she wouldn't be hurt anymore.
"I don't think so," he answered quietly, upset at her reply.
"Trowa, you can't love me. You don't want to love me. Trust me.
I don't need it and neither do you."
"I can't help it Ikia," he replied growing angry. "What are you
afraid of?"
"Nothing," she stammered.
"This emotion thing is really working at the second," he said
gritting his teeth. He hadn't expected to be angry at her reply. He
knew that he hadn't got his emotions back so quickly, but it made him
angry all the same.
"I should be going," she said, making a beeline for the door.
"I don't think so," he replied, stepping in front of her.
"Let me go Trowa," she hissed when he grabbed her arm.
"Look at me Ikia. I don't know what you triggered, but I don't
think you should go anywhere. Both you and I will regret it."
"Trowa stop." He consented, letting go of her arm. But he still
blocked her from getting out the door.
"Why don't you want me to love you?" he asked, his voice gentle.
"Because, you don't know what love is, you haven't had the emotions
to know. And even if you did, one of us would only get hurt in the end," she
blurted out as she remembered her parents. They had died when she was four,
but she remembered them all the same. She had loved them, and it only
got her hurt.
"It's better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at
all, whoever said that knew what they were talking about Ikia. And don't
tell me that I don't know what love is. I may not have emotions now, but
I had them once."
Ikia didn't reply and hung her head.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well, sorry for the wait. I have been really really busy with school this
week. Thanks to all of you who reviewed and those of you who are going
to review. Thanks for reading!
Chapter 58
"Quatre, why are you so nice to me?" Relena asked, stirring her
hot choclate around the mug. She had invited him to her room to talk
or something. Out of everyone he was the only one she trusted completely.
"You're my friend Relena. Its a joy to see you smile," he answered.
Which of course made her smile.
"Thank you," she replied growing serious. "I have a question?
What's happened to Ikia these past few days. She seemed real distant."
"I have no idea. She wouldn't talk to me about it. She can take
care of herself though. When she's ready she'll tell me, if she hasn't
already worked it out."
He settled back farther onto the couch. He had sat over a computer
all day finishing his Gundam and his back was aching. He took a sip of
his choclate and looked out the window. It had been raining for the past
three days on and off. Sighing he noticed it was still raining.
"I wish I was back in the desert. I hate rain," he grumbled.
Relena laughed the light laugh of hers.
"What brought that on?" she asked. He shrugged and Relena found
herself thinking he was adorable when he smiled. "Why did I think that.
He's my friend, I'm sure he wouldn't want me to like him as more. Plus
I'm still not over Heero," she scolded herself.
"Something wrong," asked Quatre, noticing her fleeting look of
consternation.
"No, nothing. I was just thinking about the rebel group. They've
been too quiet."
"I know, but we can only sit back and wait until they do something
so we can determine their location."
"I know, but I hate waiting," she sighed.
"Doesn't everybody," he smirked. In reality he was thinking along
other lines. Waiting for her. But he would.
Chapter 59
"Ikia, how can I learn to feel again," asked Trowa. Since their
conversation the night before, not a lot had been said between them. But
now in the shadows of his room he gathered the courage to ask her.
"Smile for me Trowa," she stated, she seemed distracted.
"I have nothing to smile about. If I smiled it wouldn't be real,"
he stated.
"Are you alive Trowa?"
"Yes."
"Are those you care about alive Trowa?"
"Yes."
"Then what isn't there to smile about?" The question took him
off guard. It was true. He was glad that he and his family and friends
were alive and well. But it never struck him as something to smile about.
"That doesn't strike me as something that I would smile about."
"Why not. Family and friends make you happy. When you're happy
you smile. If you can't smile for that, then I don't think you can smile
about anything," she answered him honestly.
"Oh, you're right," he answered firmly. And smiled! Ikia was
startled at the difference it made in his face. For some reason he always
seemed in the shadows, but when he smiled it seemed as if he came out of
it. And it was a true smile she could tell.
Smiling back she told him, "see, that wasn't hard was it?"
"No it wasn't. And it made me feel a lot better. Thank you," he
said sincerely.
"Do you want to keep working. Or is that enough for today?"
"Lets keep going. This is important to me. But can I suggest
something," he answered.
"Sure," she replied.
"Can I tell you how I feel about you. And then can you tell me
what it means," he asked.
"I, I guess," she stuttered. It definately wasn't what she was
expecting.
"Whenever I'm around you, you make me feel like a better person.
Like nothing can go wrong. You make me feel like I can live. I think
I love you Ikia."
"It could just be gratitude," she answered stiffly. She wouldn't
let anyone close. She had emotions, but she wouldn't be hurt anymore.
"I don't think so," he answered quietly, upset at her reply.
"Trowa, you can't love me. You don't want to love me. Trust me.
I don't need it and neither do you."
"I can't help it Ikia," he replied growing angry. "What are you
afraid of?"
"Nothing," she stammered.
"This emotion thing is really working at the second," he said
gritting his teeth. He hadn't expected to be angry at her reply. He
knew that he hadn't got his emotions back so quickly, but it made him
angry all the same.
"I should be going," she said, making a beeline for the door.
"I don't think so," he replied, stepping in front of her.
"Let me go Trowa," she hissed when he grabbed her arm.
"Look at me Ikia. I don't know what you triggered, but I don't
think you should go anywhere. Both you and I will regret it."
"Trowa stop." He consented, letting go of her arm. But he still
blocked her from getting out the door.
"Why don't you want me to love you?" he asked, his voice gentle.
"Because, you don't know what love is, you haven't had the emotions
to know. And even if you did, one of us would only get hurt in the end," she
blurted out as she remembered her parents. They had died when she was four,
but she remembered them all the same. She had loved them, and it only
got her hurt.
"It's better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at
all, whoever said that knew what they were talking about Ikia. And don't
tell me that I don't know what love is. I may not have emotions now, but
I had them once."
Ikia didn't reply and hung her head.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well, sorry for the wait. I have been really really busy with school this
week. Thanks to all of you who reviewed and those of you who are going
to review. Thanks for reading!
