Mornings Can be Dreadful
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters in any way! If I did, I'd be rich.
Relena stared at her reflection. Smiling, she noticed that the dark rings under her eyes had finally vanished. She finished brushing her teeth and took out a towel. She needed a shower. After 3 long nights of crying and no sleep, she needed to clean up.
'I didn't think he would stay,' she said to herself, amazed. She didn't know just how much Heero loved her. Stepping into the shower, the warm water rinsed away her dried tears and those of nights before.
Heero walked towards one of the guest bathrooms. 'Peacecraft mansion is certainly large,' he thought to himself. Before entering, he grabbed a clean towel and bathrobe from the linen closet and shut the door.
'Why do I always end up hurting her?' he wondered. It seemed as though lately, that's all he ever did. Mission, leave her, come back to find her crying, and on. It was a cycle he thought would never break. Letting out a sigh, he examined his wounds, seeing how they had healed so quickly. Brushing his teeth, he noticed a strange mark on his neck. It looked almost like someone hit his neck, bruising the skin. Memories of last night came back. He and Relena were busy feeling sorry for themselves, they didn't realize what they were doing.
'We woke up clothed, I hope I can take that as a good sign,' he told himself. Not a thing in this world could possibly bring him to hurt her, not that way. She must have thought kissing him would relieve his pain, because he certainly thought the same for her. He finished brushing and ran a damp hand through his wild hair. It was always the same, unruly hair that looked good. Laughing at himself, he entered the shower and let the warm water wash away some dried blood from his wounds.
Relena finished her shower and stepped out. Looking in the foggy mirror, she noticed marks on her neck. 'Oh goodness, what have we done? I, no... we didn't...did we?' she thought. Telling herself not to worry, she headed to her closet to pick out the day's outfit. Settling on a navy suit and a cream coloured shirt. Dressing quickly, she headed back to the washroom to dry her hair and head downstairs to Heero and breakfast. Deciding to leave her hair down, Relena clipped part of it back, just to stay out her face, but enough so nobody would notice those marks on her neck. She laughed at the thought of her colleagues in shock. The 'untouchable' vice-foreign minister got her first hickeys. Melodious laughter filled the room, but she stopped abruptly so nobody would think their vice-foreign minister was also insane. Slipping on comfortable heels, she smoothed out her skirt and headed downstairs.
Heero had finished as well. Stepping out, he noticed the numerous cuts and scars that ran along his chest, arms and his stomach. Years of fighting only helped to better him. Over time, Heero had become much taller, his shoulders broader and his muscles more defined. Not an inch of fat appeared to be on him, and he was content with that. Dressing rather quickly, he decided to take his time while descending the stairs. Looking at the works of art covering the mansion's walls, he noticed a big painted portrait of Relena when she was the Queen of the World.
'God, she's beautiful. Why can't I just tell her that? Something keeps holding me back, whatever it is, I hope it gets over itself and tells her the truth. I can't live without her, and knowing that she's near me, makes me tingle. I want to be by her side, holding her, talking with her, even kissing her. I think I...love her?' he told himself.
Debating with himself, he didn't notice Relena standing at the bottom of the spiral steps, smiling at him while he chatted internally with his brain.
Relena smiled. He looked so cute, deep in thought. 'I wonder what he's thinking about. Me? I hope so,' she wished.
"Good morning Heero. Would you like some breakfast?" she asked. Snapping out of his reverie, he looked at her, eyes locking immediately. Looking beautiful as always, Heero nodded and she took his arm leading them to the dining room. It was enormous. Odd how only the two of them occupied less than a sixteenth of the entire room. Sitting next to him, Relena called on one of her maids to bring them breakfast. Heero was nervous. He'd never got ot sit next to her at a table, after staying the night, in her room. He was a bundle of nerves while she remained calm. Glancing to his side, he could tell from the corner of his eye that she wasn't looking at him.
What had he done wrong? Should he say something. All those thoughts kept floating around his head, and finally she broke the ice.
"Heero, I'm sorry for being so forward with you. It's just that I haven't seen you in so long, and I missed you," she confessed. Turning to his side, he looked at her. Eyes filled with hope, she smiled lightly.
"There is no need to apologize. I missed you as well, but I'm also sorry for making you worry. I've told you before, I make promises and I don't ever break them. I'll always come back to you, you know that," he said. A look of shock wiped over her face when she heard those words. Unshed tears re-surfaced, but she wouldn't cry. Not in front of him, he'd only worry more.
Heero looked at her. Relena's eyes were glistening, and he felt that he was hurting her somehow. Taking a chance, he decided to hug her. Taking her into his arms, they held each other. Just for a moment. Electricity seemed to run between both of them, like they were wires conducting each other. This was meant to be.
A muffled "oops", interrupted their moment of peace, followed by a string of apologies from the maid. Her reddened face hastily spewed out apologies and she quickly set down their plates and ran out of the room, quite ashamed. Laughing, Relena playfully slapped his arm.
"Heero, we gave her quite a show, huh?" she said, amused. Heero didn't know what to say, so he just smiled. Relena gasped.
'He smiled! For me?' she contemplated. Noticing panic, Heero shook her, demanding to know what was wrong.
"Heero, nothing. It's just, you smiled. A beautiful smile. Thank you, you've made my day," she told him. Heero wondered what this whole 'love' thing was about. He certainly hoped he was part of it, and that Relena was his other half. Sometimes, mornings could just be dreadful. This, on the other hand, had turned out great. Relena wondered how the rest of the day would be, if only Heero could stick around longer. Hopefully, forever.
AN: so... hope you like this chapter. I've been getting really positive reviews. I'm glad and thankful. Please, read an review, that's the only way I know to continue this story or not. I've also decided that I shouldn't be writing this in graphics class. From now on, it's at home! thanks for reading!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters in any way! If I did, I'd be rich.
Relena stared at her reflection. Smiling, she noticed that the dark rings under her eyes had finally vanished. She finished brushing her teeth and took out a towel. She needed a shower. After 3 long nights of crying and no sleep, she needed to clean up.
'I didn't think he would stay,' she said to herself, amazed. She didn't know just how much Heero loved her. Stepping into the shower, the warm water rinsed away her dried tears and those of nights before.
Heero walked towards one of the guest bathrooms. 'Peacecraft mansion is certainly large,' he thought to himself. Before entering, he grabbed a clean towel and bathrobe from the linen closet and shut the door.
'Why do I always end up hurting her?' he wondered. It seemed as though lately, that's all he ever did. Mission, leave her, come back to find her crying, and on. It was a cycle he thought would never break. Letting out a sigh, he examined his wounds, seeing how they had healed so quickly. Brushing his teeth, he noticed a strange mark on his neck. It looked almost like someone hit his neck, bruising the skin. Memories of last night came back. He and Relena were busy feeling sorry for themselves, they didn't realize what they were doing.
'We woke up clothed, I hope I can take that as a good sign,' he told himself. Not a thing in this world could possibly bring him to hurt her, not that way. She must have thought kissing him would relieve his pain, because he certainly thought the same for her. He finished brushing and ran a damp hand through his wild hair. It was always the same, unruly hair that looked good. Laughing at himself, he entered the shower and let the warm water wash away some dried blood from his wounds.
Relena finished her shower and stepped out. Looking in the foggy mirror, she noticed marks on her neck. 'Oh goodness, what have we done? I, no... we didn't...did we?' she thought. Telling herself not to worry, she headed to her closet to pick out the day's outfit. Settling on a navy suit and a cream coloured shirt. Dressing quickly, she headed back to the washroom to dry her hair and head downstairs to Heero and breakfast. Deciding to leave her hair down, Relena clipped part of it back, just to stay out her face, but enough so nobody would notice those marks on her neck. She laughed at the thought of her colleagues in shock. The 'untouchable' vice-foreign minister got her first hickeys. Melodious laughter filled the room, but she stopped abruptly so nobody would think their vice-foreign minister was also insane. Slipping on comfortable heels, she smoothed out her skirt and headed downstairs.
Heero had finished as well. Stepping out, he noticed the numerous cuts and scars that ran along his chest, arms and his stomach. Years of fighting only helped to better him. Over time, Heero had become much taller, his shoulders broader and his muscles more defined. Not an inch of fat appeared to be on him, and he was content with that. Dressing rather quickly, he decided to take his time while descending the stairs. Looking at the works of art covering the mansion's walls, he noticed a big painted portrait of Relena when she was the Queen of the World.
'God, she's beautiful. Why can't I just tell her that? Something keeps holding me back, whatever it is, I hope it gets over itself and tells her the truth. I can't live without her, and knowing that she's near me, makes me tingle. I want to be by her side, holding her, talking with her, even kissing her. I think I...love her?' he told himself.
Debating with himself, he didn't notice Relena standing at the bottom of the spiral steps, smiling at him while he chatted internally with his brain.
Relena smiled. He looked so cute, deep in thought. 'I wonder what he's thinking about. Me? I hope so,' she wished.
"Good morning Heero. Would you like some breakfast?" she asked. Snapping out of his reverie, he looked at her, eyes locking immediately. Looking beautiful as always, Heero nodded and she took his arm leading them to the dining room. It was enormous. Odd how only the two of them occupied less than a sixteenth of the entire room. Sitting next to him, Relena called on one of her maids to bring them breakfast. Heero was nervous. He'd never got ot sit next to her at a table, after staying the night, in her room. He was a bundle of nerves while she remained calm. Glancing to his side, he could tell from the corner of his eye that she wasn't looking at him.
What had he done wrong? Should he say something. All those thoughts kept floating around his head, and finally she broke the ice.
"Heero, I'm sorry for being so forward with you. It's just that I haven't seen you in so long, and I missed you," she confessed. Turning to his side, he looked at her. Eyes filled with hope, she smiled lightly.
"There is no need to apologize. I missed you as well, but I'm also sorry for making you worry. I've told you before, I make promises and I don't ever break them. I'll always come back to you, you know that," he said. A look of shock wiped over her face when she heard those words. Unshed tears re-surfaced, but she wouldn't cry. Not in front of him, he'd only worry more.
Heero looked at her. Relena's eyes were glistening, and he felt that he was hurting her somehow. Taking a chance, he decided to hug her. Taking her into his arms, they held each other. Just for a moment. Electricity seemed to run between both of them, like they were wires conducting each other. This was meant to be.
A muffled "oops", interrupted their moment of peace, followed by a string of apologies from the maid. Her reddened face hastily spewed out apologies and she quickly set down their plates and ran out of the room, quite ashamed. Laughing, Relena playfully slapped his arm.
"Heero, we gave her quite a show, huh?" she said, amused. Heero didn't know what to say, so he just smiled. Relena gasped.
'He smiled! For me?' she contemplated. Noticing panic, Heero shook her, demanding to know what was wrong.
"Heero, nothing. It's just, you smiled. A beautiful smile. Thank you, you've made my day," she told him. Heero wondered what this whole 'love' thing was about. He certainly hoped he was part of it, and that Relena was his other half. Sometimes, mornings could just be dreadful. This, on the other hand, had turned out great. Relena wondered how the rest of the day would be, if only Heero could stick around longer. Hopefully, forever.
AN: so... hope you like this chapter. I've been getting really positive reviews. I'm glad and thankful. Please, read an review, that's the only way I know to continue this story or not. I've also decided that I shouldn't be writing this in graphics class. From now on, it's at home! thanks for reading!!!