Part 2 for all those (okay, one) who read and wanted more!
Not Mine...duh.
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Relena Peacecraft gave a light sigh and turned the page of her photo album. A small smile crept onto her face and she stared into the pictures of the pilot, Heero Yuy. Her grin faded as her eyes moved onto the next picture, one of Duo, his arm slung around Heero's. Who knew that that, simple, small, friendly gesture would mean so much more?
Her blue eyes glazed over as she remembered back those few years and what she had found out about almost everyone, or at least almost every male friend she had ever had since the beginning of the war.
Relena walked down one of the corridors in her PeaceCraft mansion, her hands behind her. She stopped to look at one of the pictures of her biological father, and even tried to imitate the slight frown he had on his face. She giggled and continued to walk farther down towards her brother's room.
A puzzled crossed her face as she heard some noises coming from out of the blond man's room. They seemed to be low moans of pain, and for a moment the young girl could not move. 'Should I get Heero or something?' she wondered for a moment, but decided against it. 'I should make him realize that I am strong enough to be with him, that I'm not a coward and we can be happy together!' her mind told her.
Her pale hand reached out for the door knob and flung the dark oak...and promptly fainted.
When she had finally come to, she was in her own room, surrounded by the safe innocence; her pink sheets matched her pink carpets and her pink curtains and her pink painted bed and her pink painted walls. A small sigh of relief passed her thin lips and she smiled, sure that what she had *thought* she saw was all just a dream.
Until she heard another moan from the room next door.
'Oh gods,' she cursed and picked up a pillow. Her blond head was hidden under the pink pillow and a muffled scream came from her mouth. Followed by another. And another. "Why is this happening?" she moaned into her pillow, her words muffled by the feathers of the pink cushion. She took deep breaths and closed her eyes, concentrating on falling asleep.
When woke up for the second time, her room was dark and there was complete, blissful silence. 'Just another dream,' she assured herself, afraid of any noises that might erupt from the other sides of her walls.
The blond waited another moment and nothing happened. She sighed and got up, unhappy with the way her mind was playing tricks on her. Relena left her room, and walked downstairs in search of something to eat. She reached the kitchen and opened the fridge, looking for anything edible that Duo had left behind in one of his eating binges. 'Hmm...' the blue-eyed girl thought, 'Duo eats every sweet thing under the sun and he never gains a pound...it's always whip cream this, syrup that, fudge, and strawberries, too.' She gave another 'hmph' but began looking through the small cold box again.
A knock on the wall next to her startled the pink fanatic and she looked up, only to see Heero and Duo, the latter with his arm wrapped around the blue-eyed boy's waist...and he didn't seem to mind. A small flicker of jealousy rose up, but the former 'Queen of the World' pushed it down, telling herself that Heero loved her, not the braided teen.
"Relena," came the short-haired boy's gruff voice, "we need to talk to you... all of us." The girl gave a pleasant smile and nodded, then followed the two into the living room where Milliardo, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei, all sat. Heero and Duo settled down on the floor and faced her.
Suddenly, the blue-eyed girl felt trapped and her smile vanished. She waited a moment longer and finally asked, "What is it? What's wrong?" Milliardo gave a deep sigh and looked at his sister; his voice came out very gentle. "Relena, I, no we, we think you're confused about something." The smile reappeared again. "What would that be?" came the question.
Duo broke in, saying, "We're gay Relena. I'm in love with Heero and he's in Love with me. Trowa and Quatre are together too." The smile didn't move. Instead of disappearing, it grew wider and she laughed. "You guys are so funny!" she giggled.
Trowa exchanged a look with Quatre and spoke, his solemn voice over-pronouncing each word, "We. Are. Serious." There was a clipped tone in his voice . The smile evaporated again and she turned pale. "Liars," she whispered, "all of you!!!" Her hair whirled around her as she turned and ran out of the room.
Relena blinked and brought herself back to the present. The hairs bristled on the back of her neck and she glared down at the pictures. Another turn of the page and her smile returned, though slightly more maniacal than before. In her book was a picture of Her brother and Ralph Kurt right after their first meeting. Ralph had stopped by Zechs and the two had hit it off immediately.
She remembered it so well, when she had snuck into Milliardo's room and taken pictures of the two, neverminding the fact that they were in bed together-and half naked. She had dismissed it as comradery and left it be, not noticing the Condom wrappers on the floor next to the bed...until recently.
Still smiling, she looked at the picture in her small hands and almost laughed out loud at how well everything was working out. Ralph had looked remarkably like Heero when they first met, but now that Heero was older, the difference was almost indistinguishable. And for that she was grateful...
The end, for now.
Yeah, it was a boring chapter, but it adds things to the plot. I know, Relena was in the whole thing, all alone. Eww...I just had to though... R&R!!!