Taste of Eternity
Disclaimer = I do not own them and I never will. ^_^
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Heero woke up and shook his head. For an instant he thought he was at the apartment, and the whole thing had been a dream. Then he realized he was in the manor, and his dream had really been memories. Relena was gone, and he was alone. The vampire who could feel love, but could also kill it.
He sat in the darkness and tried to cling to it the way he always did. Only now the darkness no longer brought him comfort. He had been in the light, been warmed by it, and now his old life was nothing but cold.
"Heero?"
He froze at the sound of the voice. It was neither Duo or Hilde, they were both occupied in the room next door. The melodic tone could only belong to one person.
"Relena. How did you find me?"
The young blonde moved out of the shadows into the spot where the moonlight drifted through the curtains. She was soaked to the bone, her hair hanging limp at her shoulders, barely covering the twin puncture wounds on her neck.
"I love you still, Heero." she whispered. "Please don't leave me."
Heero got to his feet and turned around to face her. "Leave me alone." He said bitterly, when inside he longed to run and embrace her.
She stood her ground, not the least bit intimidated by his icy tone. "I love you and nothing can ever change that. We were meant to be."
Heero stepped closer to her. "I'm a killer, Relena."
"But-"
He moved so quickly she didn't have any time to react. He grabbed her and spun her around, pulling her up against him. His hand was at her throat, the cold blade of his dagger pressed firmly up against her flesh. "I promised myself I would kill you, when you were still a little girl." he growled.
Instead of being afraid like she was supposed to be, Relena found her heart breaking. "You don't love me then." she whispered.
Heero stepped backwards and released her from his grip. Relena rubbed her throat and Heero stared down at the hand that held the knife. It was shaking.
"No…I do. It's just, I'd hurt you. I almost killed you because I love you. Get away while you still have a chance."
Relena walked forward and wrapped Heero up in a hug. "I'm not afraid." She whispered. "Make me what you are. Then we can be together."
"NO!" Heero yelled, pushing away from her again. "I could NEVER do that to you. I'd never twist you into something so horrible."
"Heero, it's what I want. I would die for you."
Heero looked at her sadly. "To be with me, you'd have to."
Relena dropped down to her knees, shoulders shaking with silent tears. Heero looked on in silence, a funny feeling tugging inside him. She had lowered her head and held her long golden hair aloft, exposing the back of her neck.
"I am not afraid." She repeated. "Do it, Heero."
The solidity in her voice scared him. He was so taken aback that he started towards her, intent on fulfilling her wishes. He stopped himself just in time.
"No." he said, his voice breaking. "You don't know what you're asking me to do."
Relena scrambled to her feet, tears pouring down her already damp face. "I don't care, I don't care!" she screamed, her voice tearing from her throat loudly enough to rival the thunder that rumbled outside. Her hands curled into fists and she pounded hard on his chest with every word. "I don't care," she finished at last, slumping defeated into his arms.
Heero cradled her then, stroking the limp, wet hair from her face. "I am the darkness, Relena." he whispered to her shuddering form. "One of those who roam the night. I've done terrible things, unspeakable." Relena looked up at him sadly through her tears and he stroked her cheek. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "You can't let me in."
"You're wrong!" Relena cried desperately. "I don't care who you were, only who you are now. How could you possibly love me if you were such a demon? Or has this all been a game?"
Heero was silent, and, save the loud pattering of rain on the rooftop, not a single sound penetrated their ears. "I am not like the others. There is a part of me that's still human." He paused and shook his head, not believing that he was admitting the things that he'd tried to ignore. "I didn't want it to be true. I didn't want to feel. Hate, sorrow, pain…love."
Relena took her shivering hand and placed it on Heero's still heart. "If you're the one to change me, I can love too." Heero stood rigid, making the hardest decision of his life. Slowly, so slowly, he reached his hand to cover Relena's own. She smiled, then gasped. His other hand was holding the dagger again, holding it high above her head.
"HEERO!" she screamed as he brought the dagger down. She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come, only it never did. Cracking an eyelid open, she saw that Heero had slashed the blade across his own wrist. Blood was dripping from the wound to the floor, forming a puddle at their feet.
"I…" Heero began, holding his bleeding wrist to her, "I can't save you from destiny."
Relena, tears shining in her eyes, nodded in understanding. Taking her last, quivering breath, she grabbed ahold of Heero's arm and pressed her mouth firmly against the open wound. She drank some blood, sputtered and choked, but swallowed another mouthful. Heero gritted his teeth against the burning sensation traveling up his arm and throughout his body. No one had told him that changing someone hurt him as well as the human.
He pulled his arm away as soon as she had enough and gazed at her lovely aquamarine eyes one last time. They had lost their sparkle, even in the moonlight, and were slowly turning a grayish black. "I'm sorry," he whispered to her and she shook her head, fighting the urge to collapse from the pain coursing through her body.
"No," she murmured, falling weakly into his arms. "This is the right way. You are the light in the darkness, Heero. And I will be with you from now own."
She gave an agonizing scream of pain before her eyes rolled back in her head. She shuddered and then went limp, her life ebbing away. Heero picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the couch, laying her lifeless body down among the pillows.
He sat down next to her, still holding her now cold hand. She would wake soon, a new born vampiress, but until then, he would wait. His mind was reeling, he refused to believe that he had done it. Was this her destiny? Was that what the ghostly figure of her had been trying to say? Is that why she lured him to her so many years ago?
Heero gazed down at Relena's unmoving face, lost in thought. Who had that ghostly girl been? And why had he seen the replica of himself that same night?
Suddenly, the answers hit Heero like a bolt of lightning. He remembered what Duo had said to him, the night he had been changed.
** "Our mind powers are just as strong as our physical abilities. Some of the strongest can even predict the future, or alter the past."**
Alter the past. Heero got to his feet, knowing instantly what he must do. He looked down at Relena, who already showed some signs of waking. "I'll be back soon," he whispered, then closed his eyes, concentrating with all his might on his Power.
The air around him began to shimmer, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer standing in the old darkened manor. He was back in the park, on that same starry night when he had first seen the little girl.
"I did it!" Heero whispered from behind the tree where he stood. "I've traveled back through time!"
Heero watched with interest as his past self entered the park, looking wistfully up at the stars. Closing his eyes once again, Heero focused his Power into a physical shape, the ghostly figure of a young Relena. Under his careful direction, the night played out just as he had lived it all those years ago. Heero remembered perfectly what the little girl had said to him and directed her to say the words once more. With a final giggle from the little girl, Heero retracted his power and watched as his former self looked confusedly around the park for any sign of her.
"Now I finally understand," Heero said to himself, stepping briefly from behind his hiding spot, as to allow his past self to view him. "In a way, it was destiny after all." He watched as his past self's mouth formed into a little 'o' upon glimpsing him. Heero smirked in an offhand fashion, then disappeared back to the present, knowing that he had finally found the last piece to the puzzle.
"Heero?" Relena asked, already sitting up on the couch clutching at her head. "Where were you?"
"Sealing fate," Heero said vaguely, sweeping Relena off the couch and twirling her around the room. She laughed a little, frightened by the changes within her but somehow comforted by just being in his arms. Heero stopped twirling her and set her down, looking at her seriously. Her black eyes met his own in a twisted repetition of their first meeting.
"I don't care about the darkness anymore, Relena." He breathed softly. "Now that I have you."
He kissed her then, and the world once again made sense.
End.
Author's Note: Could it be? A happy ending! From Kurai?!?! What has the world come to? R+R or rabid tigers will eat your house.
Disclaimer = I do not own them and I never will. ^_^
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~* ((end flashback/heero's memory))
Heero woke up and shook his head. For an instant he thought he was at the apartment, and the whole thing had been a dream. Then he realized he was in the manor, and his dream had really been memories. Relena was gone, and he was alone. The vampire who could feel love, but could also kill it.
He sat in the darkness and tried to cling to it the way he always did. Only now the darkness no longer brought him comfort. He had been in the light, been warmed by it, and now his old life was nothing but cold.
"Heero?"
He froze at the sound of the voice. It was neither Duo or Hilde, they were both occupied in the room next door. The melodic tone could only belong to one person.
"Relena. How did you find me?"
The young blonde moved out of the shadows into the spot where the moonlight drifted through the curtains. She was soaked to the bone, her hair hanging limp at her shoulders, barely covering the twin puncture wounds on her neck.
"I love you still, Heero." she whispered. "Please don't leave me."
Heero got to his feet and turned around to face her. "Leave me alone." He said bitterly, when inside he longed to run and embrace her.
She stood her ground, not the least bit intimidated by his icy tone. "I love you and nothing can ever change that. We were meant to be."
Heero stepped closer to her. "I'm a killer, Relena."
"But-"
He moved so quickly she didn't have any time to react. He grabbed her and spun her around, pulling her up against him. His hand was at her throat, the cold blade of his dagger pressed firmly up against her flesh. "I promised myself I would kill you, when you were still a little girl." he growled.
Instead of being afraid like she was supposed to be, Relena found her heart breaking. "You don't love me then." she whispered.
Heero stepped backwards and released her from his grip. Relena rubbed her throat and Heero stared down at the hand that held the knife. It was shaking.
"No…I do. It's just, I'd hurt you. I almost killed you because I love you. Get away while you still have a chance."
Relena walked forward and wrapped Heero up in a hug. "I'm not afraid." She whispered. "Make me what you are. Then we can be together."
"NO!" Heero yelled, pushing away from her again. "I could NEVER do that to you. I'd never twist you into something so horrible."
"Heero, it's what I want. I would die for you."
Heero looked at her sadly. "To be with me, you'd have to."
Relena dropped down to her knees, shoulders shaking with silent tears. Heero looked on in silence, a funny feeling tugging inside him. She had lowered her head and held her long golden hair aloft, exposing the back of her neck.
"I am not afraid." She repeated. "Do it, Heero."
The solidity in her voice scared him. He was so taken aback that he started towards her, intent on fulfilling her wishes. He stopped himself just in time.
"No." he said, his voice breaking. "You don't know what you're asking me to do."
Relena scrambled to her feet, tears pouring down her already damp face. "I don't care, I don't care!" she screamed, her voice tearing from her throat loudly enough to rival the thunder that rumbled outside. Her hands curled into fists and she pounded hard on his chest with every word. "I don't care," she finished at last, slumping defeated into his arms.
Heero cradled her then, stroking the limp, wet hair from her face. "I am the darkness, Relena." he whispered to her shuddering form. "One of those who roam the night. I've done terrible things, unspeakable." Relena looked up at him sadly through her tears and he stroked her cheek. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "You can't let me in."
"You're wrong!" Relena cried desperately. "I don't care who you were, only who you are now. How could you possibly love me if you were such a demon? Or has this all been a game?"
Heero was silent, and, save the loud pattering of rain on the rooftop, not a single sound penetrated their ears. "I am not like the others. There is a part of me that's still human." He paused and shook his head, not believing that he was admitting the things that he'd tried to ignore. "I didn't want it to be true. I didn't want to feel. Hate, sorrow, pain…love."
Relena took her shivering hand and placed it on Heero's still heart. "If you're the one to change me, I can love too." Heero stood rigid, making the hardest decision of his life. Slowly, so slowly, he reached his hand to cover Relena's own. She smiled, then gasped. His other hand was holding the dagger again, holding it high above her head.
"HEERO!" she screamed as he brought the dagger down. She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come, only it never did. Cracking an eyelid open, she saw that Heero had slashed the blade across his own wrist. Blood was dripping from the wound to the floor, forming a puddle at their feet.
"I…" Heero began, holding his bleeding wrist to her, "I can't save you from destiny."
Relena, tears shining in her eyes, nodded in understanding. Taking her last, quivering breath, she grabbed ahold of Heero's arm and pressed her mouth firmly against the open wound. She drank some blood, sputtered and choked, but swallowed another mouthful. Heero gritted his teeth against the burning sensation traveling up his arm and throughout his body. No one had told him that changing someone hurt him as well as the human.
He pulled his arm away as soon as she had enough and gazed at her lovely aquamarine eyes one last time. They had lost their sparkle, even in the moonlight, and were slowly turning a grayish black. "I'm sorry," he whispered to her and she shook her head, fighting the urge to collapse from the pain coursing through her body.
"No," she murmured, falling weakly into his arms. "This is the right way. You are the light in the darkness, Heero. And I will be with you from now own."
She gave an agonizing scream of pain before her eyes rolled back in her head. She shuddered and then went limp, her life ebbing away. Heero picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the couch, laying her lifeless body down among the pillows.
He sat down next to her, still holding her now cold hand. She would wake soon, a new born vampiress, but until then, he would wait. His mind was reeling, he refused to believe that he had done it. Was this her destiny? Was that what the ghostly figure of her had been trying to say? Is that why she lured him to her so many years ago?
Heero gazed down at Relena's unmoving face, lost in thought. Who had that ghostly girl been? And why had he seen the replica of himself that same night?
Suddenly, the answers hit Heero like a bolt of lightning. He remembered what Duo had said to him, the night he had been changed.
** "Our mind powers are just as strong as our physical abilities. Some of the strongest can even predict the future, or alter the past."**
Alter the past. Heero got to his feet, knowing instantly what he must do. He looked down at Relena, who already showed some signs of waking. "I'll be back soon," he whispered, then closed his eyes, concentrating with all his might on his Power.
The air around him began to shimmer, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer standing in the old darkened manor. He was back in the park, on that same starry night when he had first seen the little girl.
"I did it!" Heero whispered from behind the tree where he stood. "I've traveled back through time!"
Heero watched with interest as his past self entered the park, looking wistfully up at the stars. Closing his eyes once again, Heero focused his Power into a physical shape, the ghostly figure of a young Relena. Under his careful direction, the night played out just as he had lived it all those years ago. Heero remembered perfectly what the little girl had said to him and directed her to say the words once more. With a final giggle from the little girl, Heero retracted his power and watched as his former self looked confusedly around the park for any sign of her.
"Now I finally understand," Heero said to himself, stepping briefly from behind his hiding spot, as to allow his past self to view him. "In a way, it was destiny after all." He watched as his past self's mouth formed into a little 'o' upon glimpsing him. Heero smirked in an offhand fashion, then disappeared back to the present, knowing that he had finally found the last piece to the puzzle.
"Heero?" Relena asked, already sitting up on the couch clutching at her head. "Where were you?"
"Sealing fate," Heero said vaguely, sweeping Relena off the couch and twirling her around the room. She laughed a little, frightened by the changes within her but somehow comforted by just being in his arms. Heero stopped twirling her and set her down, looking at her seriously. Her black eyes met his own in a twisted repetition of their first meeting.
"I don't care about the darkness anymore, Relena." He breathed softly. "Now that I have you."
He kissed her then, and the world once again made sense.
End.
Author's Note: Could it be? A happy ending! From Kurai?!?! What has the world come to? R+R or rabid tigers will eat your house.