Hey ya'll. This chapter is probably the only corny type. Like it matters, right? Cools, so likfe, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own my character not like anyone would want to use him, but I dont own any gundam wing characters and I don't make any money from writing this stuff, so blah.





Romeo & Juliet-Gundam Style
Chapter 5

"Hello Heero. What is it you wish to speak to me about?" asked the pilot who was frequently at Heero's throat.

Heero stared at Zechs, unsure if he should seize the opportunity to destroy his rival or to finish what he had setup to do. "Where's Relena?"

"I'm afraid she has been detained for the night. May I ask why it is of interest to you?"

"Cut the crap, Zechs. Just tell me where she is."

The man tensed as he saw the glare in Heero's eyes become stronger. The wrong answer could cost him his life, but the right one could cost him Relena's. "I will tell you on one condition."

"I don't comply to commands from the likes of you. I demand what I want, and I get it."

"Not when it has to do with my sister. If you want to know where she is, I'll send someone to accompany you. And just so there is no possibility of you getting rid of him the instant you leave the grounds, I want him to check in with me tonight, alive and well. Got it?"

Heero didn't flinch. He almost got up and left. But he needed Relena. After a pause, Heero finally moved his lips in what seemed to be a response, "I can't promise anything. If my `chaperon' starts to piss me off, he might not come back healthy."

"Look, I need to make sure that you don't go through with your promise that you made to Relena."

"If you don't remember things through your thick scull, Zechs, my last promise to her was to protect her."

"Fine. Go. But I swear to the gods that part the heavens above us, that if you lay one single finger from your bastard hand on her, I will personally see to it that your death will come from my bare hands." Zechs' tone was plain, however it got his point across. If he didn't know better, he almost thought that there was a hint of anxiety on Heero's expression for a brief moment.

"Agreed."

"She's at the Moretti Corsel with a Mr. Charles Kinton."

"As a date? Isn't he the son of." Heero didn't complete the sentence. It was apparent what was happening. Zechs was setting her up to have a marriage into a titled family. Noticing the smile on his companion's face confirmed his guess. Without a word, he turned and walked out of the house. What more was there to say?



A pretentious host greeted Heero with nothing more than a little smirk as he led him to the table next to Relena's, but not too close. Sitting down, he thought of how to get her attention. He signaled for a passing man to come to the table. "Hey, I need you to do me a favor."

"Why should I?"

"Let's just say it's for the princess."

"You mean Ms. Peacecraft? Of course, anything."

"I need you to go to one of the waiters and tell them that it's my birthday. Then you sit with me and pretend that we're old buddies, you with me so far?"

"I think so."

"Good. Now look over there," Heero pointed to the giggling girl they called Relena and her date. "You see that guy she's with? When I give the signal, I need you to call in an `anonymous' tip saying that he has a gun and is planning to use it. But you have to make sure that Ms. Peacecraft doesn't go with him."

"Sure. Now?"

"Yes. Oh, and by the way, make sure you tell the singers that my name's Heero."

"Yes sir."

Heero gave a small nod and the man walked off. Not a moment went by when a motley crew of people surrounded the table and started to sing, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Heero, happy birthday to you." As expected, his princess in green turned to see what all the commotion was about. He could tell that a small gap had occurred as she starred in shock at the birthday boy. Kicking his little helper, Heero gave the signal and the man was off again. By then the girl had already turned back to her mate, "Never rude, are we?" Heero whispered to himself. "We'll have to change that."



Relena settled down and breathed deeply. What the hell was he doing here? What did he want? She looked at her plate, and suddenly lost her appetite. Almost forgetting that she had company, Relena turned back to Charles.

"Do you know him?" the man asked with disappointment in his tone.

"Oh. Yes. But he's more of an acquaintance to me, than a friend of any sort. I'm just interested to know why he's here."

"Well then, lets not keep you waiting. I'll go ask him." The man got up, but before Relena could stop him, 5 guards came up on either side of him and grabbed his arms. "What's this all about?"

"We have received a tip that you were planning to injure Miss Peacecraft. Our orders are to take you to the police so they can cross-examine you." Then the guard smiled, "They'll also need to perform a full body cavity search."

"Wait," Relena yelped, "I'm sure there's been some sort of misunderstanding."

"We are terribly sorry if there has been, but we aren't allowed to take chances, especially when it comes to your safety."

"Can I at least go with him to make sure everything turns out okay?"

"Actually madam, we have arranged for you to be accompanied to your estate by a skilled bodyguard, in case there is a conspiracy of contracts out on your life."

Relena apologized to the enraged aristocrat as he was taken away. She looked over to the birthday boy's table and saw him sitting there, talking with some man, and looking like he was having fun. She wished she could bring him to a point where he had fun. She guessed that for that to happen, it would take a miracle. The queen was then led to a bulletproof limousine parked perfectly by the curb outside the restaurant. She opened the door herself, not giving the other men the satisfaction. Relena clumsily scooted into the car. She felt a small breath of air on her neck as she remembered that she wasn't alone. "I'm truly sorry for all this trouble. I have no idea how all this happened."

"It's no big deal."

Relena started at the man reclining in front of her in surprise, "Heero!"