Pairings: 1+R, maybe...actually it's a "Relena loses Heero," type of
thing…
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Not even the song, "Too Late." Which is by
No Doubt.
Other stuff: //......// = verses of the song
(One more thing! The dialogue at the beginning is between Relena and whoever
you want it to be. I'm leaving that to reader interpretation. ^^;;)
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Too Late
By Jaden Maxwell
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"Relena...you have to let him go..."
"No! I can't! Heero..."
"Heero is a free spirit, Relena, you can't keep him with you forever."
"I...I need him...he's my strength. He keeps me alive, he gives me a
reason to live."
"Your strength is within you...Heero only helped you discover it. Now he
must find out what's best for him. He can't do that here."
"But, I..."
"Think about it."
// I just want to take you away from everyone
And keep you stashed under my pillow
And then I'd take you out simply for my own pleasure
And wear you when the occasions special //
I turned to the window, only to see Heero alone in the courtyard. He looked
like an angel, illuminated by the moonlight. At that point I could only
wonder what he was thinking about. Me? The pilots? Or maybe himself?
Suddenly, he turned to face me, I smiled weakly and waved. The moonlight
caught his eyes, those intense cobalt blue orbs that caught me the first
time I met him. Those same eyes frightened me at that moment, as if to say,
"Let me go, Relena..."
// Then I'd put you on like a diamond
So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends
I'd proudly hold the leash that I'd have you on
So you can't stray and follow me around all day //
"Let you go?" I said quietly to myself before turning from the window. I
began to wonder, on that day on the beach, when I met Heero, did I fall in
love with him? Or did I fall in love with his mystery? I was a sheltered
child, I craved adventure, some type of change. Maybe, just maybe, I could
find it in that mysterious boy. And I did. I want to keep him. I want to
keep him because I'm afraid I'd become that naive little girl again if he left.
// It's too late now
I don't think it can fade
It's too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze //
He changed me. Changed me greatly. He gave me courage, a love of life, the
strength I've never had in my life. Heero is an angel. An angel sent to
me, to prepare me for the struggles I would have to endure. I fell in love
with this angel...was I supposed to?
// Compulsion has stained me
I'm nervously cradling our young love
Without known limits love
Like a butterfly cupped in my hands
I peek in to see beauty trapped
Confined it flutters //
This angel must leave me. I can't keep him forever. I'm selfish, I
always will be, but I have to release this angel. That selfishness, the way
I would insist on him coming to stay with me for weeks at a time. It was
that selfishness that held him. I was binding his spirit, his soul, with my
stupidity. My shear stupidity. Yes, he was my guardian, but I don't need
him anymore. I want to need him, I want him to have a purpose devoted to
me…I can't keep my guardian angel.
// Then it leaves behind colorful dust
To remind me of the special times we've spent
But of course it has to leave my clutch
But enough's never enough to make a dent //
Heero doesn't need me. He doesn't need a person like me, weighing down
on his spirit. He's had enough responsibility, now the war is over. He can
have the childhood he missed out on, we have a lot of life left. I thought I
could give him that. I was going to make him human. Though, I failed to
realize one thing. Heero is human. More human than I've ever been. His
emotions are wild, untaimed, I just couldn't see them. I couldn't see
past his outer shell, that shell that instantly brought me to believe that
he needed me. Heero needs to be free, to find his own path, his own life. A
life outside of war...a role within the peace he created.
// And in time it will end
And there really isn't hope for the two of us
But right now I give in...//
The next morning I woke to find a letter on my nightstand. I didn't need
to read it to know who it was from or what it was about. That small piece
of paper brought tears to my eyes. Tears I was fighting to hold back. Tears
I hated. The cursed liquid rolled down my cheeks in rivulets. Was I really
so weak inside? Was I so weak to let a boy, a boy I should be able to brush
off, turn me into a weeping wreck? Yes. Yes, Relena, you are weak. It's
because you can't brush an angel away...
I rose from my bed, and solemnly walked to the window. A sudden rush of
anxiety came over me as I approached. When I look out onto the courtyard,
would he be there? Would he be there waiting for me to give a cheerful, good
morning? A bit more than half of me prayed that this would be the case. A
little less than half of me didn't. Why? I don't know...
Gazing down onto the courtyard, I saw no sign of him. I held back more
tears. I wouldn't cry anymore. Not even sorrowful weeps can bring an angel
back. My Heero, my guardian, has left me...
// It's too late now
I don't think it can fade
It's too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze //
The End
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