5. Confrontations
Disclaimer- I don't own GW!!! Iria is now Relena again. Sorry for the confusion!!
"Excuse me?" demanded Relena,glaring at Heero in disbelief. Inwardly, her intestines churned with nervousness.
"You heard me, Iria," snickered Heero.
"I hardly know you! And, for your information, I haven't told a lie since I've gotton here!" Relena protested.
Heero stepped forward again, so that he could search her face for the lie he knew was there, "I did a search and there is no Iria Annon living in Chicago!" he informed Relena.
Relena began to laugh scornfully. "You ignorant fool! Relena wasn't residing in Chicago! She was living in New York City with me! Don't you dare try to do a background search on me again! I thought I could trust you Heero Yuy! Is it so hard to meet one of Relena's friends and not wonder is she's who she says she is!" with this, Relena sucked in her breath for she had not breathed while screaming.
Heero's eyes flashed dangerously for a minute before he blushed slightly and mumbled his apology. He trudged off towards his room to spend the remainder of the day in solitary silence.
"Heero, wait," called Relena, walking briskly to catch up.
"What? You can't give it up! Go ahead! Continue to verbally smack me around! I'm giving up on trying to play your games," Heero snapped, whirling to face her.
Relena was inwarldy puzzled. Never before was this passion and vigor behind this former pilots words. He would say things, but you had to know him to take it literally because he knew no feeling, or had known......"You're the one who has to hack into Chicago's files and see if I'm who I say I am! I am trying to defend myself!" Relena protested. She realized now she had drawn a crowd. "Listen, for Relena's sake, let's at least go outside to talk this over, okay?" Relena urged in almost a whisper.
"Fine," Heero agreed, his face slowly losing its crimson color, and his eyes turning cold and empty once more. Relena started up the stairs to her room's balcony. She heard Heero's heavy, reluctent footsteps behind her.
Once outside, she sat down on the far end of the stone balcony.The day was cool even with the golden sun stretching to heat the colorful trees. Relena instinctly wrapped her arms around her shoulders as the cold breeze blew across the lawn.
Heero casually leaned agansit the railing nearest the door. He was staring intently at Relena. "I'm sorry I looked you up, okay? I was trained to be a computer hacker." Heero said simply. His voice void of emotion.
"That doesn't make it right! But, considering everything I'll just drop it. Alright?" Relena returned, her breath coming out in spurts of steam.
Heero didn't reply. He was conservetive with his words.
Relena leaned back farther, dangling her neck and shoulders over the railing, face welcoming the warm fall light. She couldn't keep the smile off her face.
"You know, for being such a close friend to Relena you aren't that sorry that she's dead," Heero commented, as he tried to avoid Relena's eyes.
"You know how to ruin the single good moment in someone's day," Relena teased, throwing a look at Heero.
"Relena's funeral was today! You have no remorse!" Heero remarked bitterly, glaring at her.
"If you want me to cry, just say so. But I promise you it won't be sincere. And I won't be crying for Relena," Relena retorted, without riffling her temper. She shocked herself at her placid manner.
Heero glared, but could only respond with a different subject. "Did you get to know Relena well, before she died?"
Relena had to raise a questioning brow. This sounded like a five year old statement's versus that of a twenty year olds.
"She grew more and more attached to her work each day. She would stay longer hours and come home less and less. She often wondered about by herself, regardless of the danger that held. It seems the more countries she saved, the more of herself was wasted. The Relena cremated was not the Relena you know. In a way, I briefly saw the real Relena, but it was soon gone. I had finally convinced her to take a day off, and then...she died," Relena lied, though to Heero's ears, it probably sounded convincing.
"And I wanted wars," Heero muttered, his eyes watering very slightly.
"Is it not abnormal to want what you love?" Relena asked quietly,sliding a litte closer to him.
"No, but I chose to get the imitation instead of the orginal," replied Heero softly, as if Relena wasn't there. It was more a thought than a reply.
Relena bowed her head and said nothing. She scooted a little closer.
"There was so many opportunities, and I suppose,had Ibeen a stronger person, than I could have made yet another, and that time, I would take it," Heero continued, with guilty tears slipping from his eyes.
Relena timidly patted his shoulder, and Heero leaned his forehead agansit her forehead. Relena tried to comfort him and then, it happened. She didn't mean for it to happen, but in between the tears and the clumsy hug, Heero's lips had found hers and they kissed.
Relena immeditly drew back, horrifed at what she had done,and what he had done. She backed away, and stumbled into her room, from there she fled the scene, living a bewildered Heero alone on the balcony. The cool wind twirling around him.
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-Lady Scythe
Disclaimer- I don't own GW!!! Iria is now Relena again. Sorry for the confusion!!
"Excuse me?" demanded Relena,glaring at Heero in disbelief. Inwardly, her intestines churned with nervousness.
"You heard me, Iria," snickered Heero.
"I hardly know you! And, for your information, I haven't told a lie since I've gotton here!" Relena protested.
Heero stepped forward again, so that he could search her face for the lie he knew was there, "I did a search and there is no Iria Annon living in Chicago!" he informed Relena.
Relena began to laugh scornfully. "You ignorant fool! Relena wasn't residing in Chicago! She was living in New York City with me! Don't you dare try to do a background search on me again! I thought I could trust you Heero Yuy! Is it so hard to meet one of Relena's friends and not wonder is she's who she says she is!" with this, Relena sucked in her breath for she had not breathed while screaming.
Heero's eyes flashed dangerously for a minute before he blushed slightly and mumbled his apology. He trudged off towards his room to spend the remainder of the day in solitary silence.
"Heero, wait," called Relena, walking briskly to catch up.
"What? You can't give it up! Go ahead! Continue to verbally smack me around! I'm giving up on trying to play your games," Heero snapped, whirling to face her.
Relena was inwarldy puzzled. Never before was this passion and vigor behind this former pilots words. He would say things, but you had to know him to take it literally because he knew no feeling, or had known......"You're the one who has to hack into Chicago's files and see if I'm who I say I am! I am trying to defend myself!" Relena protested. She realized now she had drawn a crowd. "Listen, for Relena's sake, let's at least go outside to talk this over, okay?" Relena urged in almost a whisper.
"Fine," Heero agreed, his face slowly losing its crimson color, and his eyes turning cold and empty once more. Relena started up the stairs to her room's balcony. She heard Heero's heavy, reluctent footsteps behind her.
Once outside, she sat down on the far end of the stone balcony.The day was cool even with the golden sun stretching to heat the colorful trees. Relena instinctly wrapped her arms around her shoulders as the cold breeze blew across the lawn.
Heero casually leaned agansit the railing nearest the door. He was staring intently at Relena. "I'm sorry I looked you up, okay? I was trained to be a computer hacker." Heero said simply. His voice void of emotion.
"That doesn't make it right! But, considering everything I'll just drop it. Alright?" Relena returned, her breath coming out in spurts of steam.
Heero didn't reply. He was conservetive with his words.
Relena leaned back farther, dangling her neck and shoulders over the railing, face welcoming the warm fall light. She couldn't keep the smile off her face.
"You know, for being such a close friend to Relena you aren't that sorry that she's dead," Heero commented, as he tried to avoid Relena's eyes.
"You know how to ruin the single good moment in someone's day," Relena teased, throwing a look at Heero.
"Relena's funeral was today! You have no remorse!" Heero remarked bitterly, glaring at her.
"If you want me to cry, just say so. But I promise you it won't be sincere. And I won't be crying for Relena," Relena retorted, without riffling her temper. She shocked herself at her placid manner.
Heero glared, but could only respond with a different subject. "Did you get to know Relena well, before she died?"
Relena had to raise a questioning brow. This sounded like a five year old statement's versus that of a twenty year olds.
"She grew more and more attached to her work each day. She would stay longer hours and come home less and less. She often wondered about by herself, regardless of the danger that held. It seems the more countries she saved, the more of herself was wasted. The Relena cremated was not the Relena you know. In a way, I briefly saw the real Relena, but it was soon gone. I had finally convinced her to take a day off, and then...she died," Relena lied, though to Heero's ears, it probably sounded convincing.
"And I wanted wars," Heero muttered, his eyes watering very slightly.
"Is it not abnormal to want what you love?" Relena asked quietly,sliding a litte closer to him.
"No, but I chose to get the imitation instead of the orginal," replied Heero softly, as if Relena wasn't there. It was more a thought than a reply.
Relena bowed her head and said nothing. She scooted a little closer.
"There was so many opportunities, and I suppose,had Ibeen a stronger person, than I could have made yet another, and that time, I would take it," Heero continued, with guilty tears slipping from his eyes.
Relena timidly patted his shoulder, and Heero leaned his forehead agansit her forehead. Relena tried to comfort him and then, it happened. She didn't mean for it to happen, but in between the tears and the clumsy hug, Heero's lips had found hers and they kissed.
Relena immeditly drew back, horrifed at what she had done,and what he had done. She backed away, and stumbled into her room, from there she fled the scene, living a bewildered Heero alone on the balcony. The cool wind twirling around him.
Questions? Comments?
Please R&R!!!
-Lady Scythe