By Chibi Acky
Author's notes: Yikes! It's been awhile, hasn't it? *sheepish grin* I've been grounded
from my computer for the past week. -.-; Yes, I know, it was traumatic for me too. I
seriously went through computer withdrawals... *laughs* I had to sneak on at school...
Thanks for the few that took the
time to review the last part! I love you all to death! And
Rose, if you're reading this, I'll
send you the "rough layout" for the site soon, okay?
Have there been any responses yet?
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Disclaimer: No own. No money. You still want to sue?
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Joe Milton was just your adverse
human being. He had sharp, well defined features,
accented by his black-rimmed spectacles
that perched themselves on the bridge of his
nose. He'd been born in Arizona,
grown up in the polluted city of Phoenix, and had made
the move to Brussel after receiving
his diploma and doctorate in the medical examination
field. One would have thought
that a bright future would lay itself in his journey through
life, but now, he found himself
in a cramped office with a lone computer he'd named
Diablos for the hell of it.
So imagine his face when the world-renown
Sally Po entered. Her hair was pulled back in
their customary braids, and her
normally cheerful face was now downcast with a frown.
"Joe." She nodded, finally acknowledging his existence, "I have a favor to ask..."
"Oh, really?" Joe tried not to sound too intrigued.
"Yes. Really." She pulled
out a small item he instantly recognized as a blood sample, "I
need you to run a few quick tests
on this for me."
"What am I looking for?" He asked, taking it gingerly.
"Anything suspicious." She called, leaving the room.
"Right... 'Anything suspicious'....
god, I don't get paid enough." The man grumbled,
adjusting his stiff white coat.
Sliding his black chair over to one of his numerous
microscopes, Joe placed the slide
of blood onto his microscope. Adjusting the lenses like
an experienced pro, he finally found
the perfect view. He glanced it over...
...and he blinked.
And he blinked again.
"Holy shit." He muttered, going
as far as to attempt to clean one of microscope lenses.
"Holy mother load of shit."
He repeated.
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Silence.
"Nice day isn't it?" Duo's
attempt to break the silence was met with the angry stare of his
girlfriend.
"Duo, we brought you along because
you said you wanted to visit Relena, but if you're
going to just act like an idiot,
you can go."
"Oh, I feel *so* loved." Duo cried sarcastically.
"Aw, don't worry Duo! Relena still loves you!" Relena flashed him a smile.
"See? SEE? Even after she feeds me the killer hospital food, she continues to mock me!"
"What's going on?" Wufei and Sally entered the room, planning their timing perfectly.
Silence again.
"We were having a group mocking session
of Duo." Dorothy explained, winking at both
Hilde and Relena.
"Sounds like fun!" Wufei chimed
in, "Mind if I join?" Duo's face contorted into a look of
anger, and Sally smacked him upside
the head. "Wufei, do try to be nice."
"Oh, but that's really not my nature!"
Duo grumbled something to the effect of, 'Fine then.' and stomped out of the room.
"You know, I do kind of feel bad."
Relena thought aloud, "Kinda." There was a thick
silence that fell over the room,
before a figure entered the room, loaded down to the max
with an extremely full bag that
read "MAIL" across the front.
Dumping the bag of the floor nearly
sent the poor man down with it. "Quatre?!" Dorothy
cried, rushing over to him.
"I'm... o...kay..." he gasped, leaning against the wall, "Just... a... little... out of breath..."
Major sweatdrops.
"Dear lord, what have we here?" Sally reached down to open the bag, "Letters?"
In fact, there were at least a few
hundred letters to be accurate. All addressed to either,
"Queen Relena" "Vice Foreign
Minister Darlian" or "Relena Peacecraft".
Relena frowned, Dear Lord is
right, Sally. Have these people nothing better to waste
their time on?> "Here, let
me see one..." Sally handed her the one she had in her hand,
and Relena tore it open with her
shaky hands. OH GOD! I KNOW this writing...>
Her worst fears came true.
Hey Relena!!!!!!!!!!!!
Waz up girlfriend? How come
u never reply to my letters? We miss u at school! Did u
catch da sale at Macy's this weekend?
Hey, what's da deal with u and that whole Vice
foreign (the word foreign was crossed
out twice with misspellings, and Relena could feel
her mind freeze into an odd mental-lock)
Minister thingy? I mean, how can u do ur nails
with all the stress? YOU'RE
SO LUCKY TO MEET ALL THOSE HUNKY GUNDAM
PILOTS!!!!!!!!!! (Relena winced
again, feeling everyone's eyes on her.) Hook me up wit
da 411 girl! Are u sick or
sumtin'? Why r u in da hospital?
Luv ya,
Susanna
Susanna was one of the girls that
adored Relena when she was still in school. She knows
where I am, it's only a matter of
time...> Relena's eyes burned with fright.
"I can't take it anymore, lemme see!"
Hilde cried. Relena handed the letter over to her
friend.
"... the hell is this jibberish?" She muttered, handing it to the others.
"Can I see the rest?" Sure enough, every letter was written with the same handwriting.
"What do you want me to do with these?" asked Quatre.
"I want you to burn them. Burn
them all." Relena answered in a flat tone, "Then scatter
their remains into the wind."
For some odd reason, Quatre didn't seem to have a problem
with it. As if on cue, Sally's
pager went off.
She glanced down, Done so soon,
Joe?> "I'll be back in a few minutes..." Sally excused
herself rather anxiously, gathering
curious stares from the others around her.
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"Well... in all my days, I've never
seen anything quite like this..." Joe mumbled, handing
her the printouts.
"Wait... well I'll be damned."
Sally shook herself out of her stupor. "All this time, I had
thought that they were trying to
poison her system, and break it down... but they're doing
the opposite. They're cleansing
it!"
"As in destroying all of the bacteria
in her body that she actually needs to have in there."
Joe rubbed his forehead. This
is all giving me a headache..> He spun his chair around to
face his computer.
"I've never heard of anyone doing
this before... who is the patient...?" However he was
only answered by the slamming of
the door.
"Figures."
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"YOU SAID WHAT?!?!" Milliardo
backed away in fear, hiding behind his wife. Relena,
even in her poor state, was absolutely
fuming with anger.
"That you had a case of pneumonia..."
He whimpered uncharacteristically, "Nothing too
serious..."
Noin stepped in, "Relena, they know
you're in the hospital, but they don't know why."
She paused, gathering her thoughts,
"And for all we know, you could just have a bout of
pneumonia." The shutting of
the door indicating someone had entered.
"It's a little bit more complicated
than that..." Sally's voice trailed off. Milliardo nodded,
as if to encourage her. "Relena...?"
"It's all right, Sally. They can stay."
"Are you sure...?" Sally seemed
to squirm almost uncomfortably under their intense gaze.
That's when Noin knew that something
terrible was wrong....
"It's quite complicated, but I'll
break it down in the simplest terms I can think of..." She
paused, "The body is known
to have several forms and 'breeds' of bacteria in it. Some of
these are harmful, but others are
vital to our survival, such as the vaccinces we were given
when we were young. Are you
following?" All three others nodded, "These vaccines
build up our immune system, preventing
us from deadly diseases. I've never seen anything
like what's happening to Relena...
my first thought was that you were just ill, and you
fainted from fatigue and stress...
but then..."
"So you're saying that I'm going
do die of something petty like the common cold... all
because I'm loosing my immunity?"
Relena thought it over and then said, "So it's kind of
like the AIDS virus, then?"
Milliardo look like he was ready to have a seizure.
"No, nothing like that... this....
this is cleansing your body of all the impurities, and while it
does wonders for cleaning up any
viral strands of the flu." Sally was still amazed,
"Imagine... this could be the only
cure for the common cold..." She tapped her index
finger to her chin thoughtfully,
"How amazing..."
"... that I am just going to happen
to die from it." Relena muttered, rolling her eyes
uncharacteristically.
"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO DIE!!!"
Milliardo jumped to his feet, and began to pace
frantically, "YOU HEAR ME?!?!"
He was shaking her shoulders, but Relena seemed
unfazed by her brother's outburst.
"You're hurting me."
"Oh! Oh! I'm so sorry!"
He threw his arms around his younger sister, and began to sob.
Sally turned to Noin and said under
her breath, "I told you, Noin... only one sleeping pill
per day... otherwise he gets
moody..."
"Oh I know, but you have to admit, it's still pretty funny to see him this way..."
"...it's okay Milliardo, I promise
I won't die..." She patted him on the back like a mother
to her toddler.
"Promise?"
Relena didn't answer.
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A lone man sat in the darkest corner
of his office. The shadows on the walls danced
around him, as if communicating
with him. His wine glass sat on his black marble desk,
and his thumb nimbly ran around
the edges of the glass. To his left, a picture of a stunning
young woman, her golden hair tied
up. Held tightly in his hand was a scrap of paper with
a verse from the Bible he had hand
copied himself.
Setting down the paper and reaching
for the picture, he let a strange smile slip on his face
as he traced his pinky finger along
the curves of her smiling face.
"You have sent your messengers to
save the earth from the colonies, my Lord. Your
angel has guided us to peace.
I only desire the angel."
He seemed to be holding an imaginary conversation with himself.
"Your angel has been tainted.
I only wish to cleanse her of her sins before returning her to
you." He let his fist crush
the delicate wine glass, and didn't flinch as the red wine
mingled with his blood.
For an instant, the shadows seemed to smile back at him.
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Wow! I'm done! I know,
I know... Milliardo was waaaaaay OOC, but ya know what? I
can't seem to write him any other
way... Bad Noin for drugging him just to get a kick out
of it! Bad!
I promise, the next part is almost
entirely Heero/Relena... I have most of it planned out in
my head...
luvs,
Chibi Acky
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