~*~*~ Imperfect World ~*~*~
By: Rogue Angel Barton
Hello! Welcome back! The next chapter is up! And I don't own Gundam! And prepare for some BLOOD!
Milliardo rubbed his temples once he hung up with Relena. It appeared as if another engagement had gone wrong... again. Looking out the window, he leaned back in the huge armchair in his office. His little sister has changed in the past few years. She was emotionless, cold and distant. She didn't have that light inside her anymore. She was simply a shell, she simply existed. The smile that she had on in public was as fake as him saying that he liked the new her. She was so different... so like....... Heero Yuy.
Heero Yuy. Now there was another thought that gave him a migraine. Milliardo had come to like Heero Yuy, even treat him as a brother for the past few years. Secretly, most of the pilots had been talking to Heero once in a while. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Heero's exit from her life changed Relena.
Milliardo shook his head. Okay, he was going to do something that will cause his sister to beat the living day lights out of him. Milliardo flipped through his phone book. Stopping at the page he was looking for. He turned on his phone and dialed a number. After a few rings, a familiar face appeared on the screen.
"Hello Heero."
Heero Yuy looked surprise to see Milliardo smiling at him. He yawned.
"Hey Milliardo. Tell me why you're calling at 2 in the morning?"
Milliardo blinked. He forgot about the time difference. It was eleven at night at the Sanq Kingdom and 2 up in the colonies.
"Sorry Heero. I forgot about the time difference."
Heero shrug. Milliardo watched as Hero pulled on a black tank top. IT was chilly that early in the morning.
"So Milliardo, what can I do for you?"
Milliardo hesitated. He wasn't sure how to ask Heero about his... proposition.
"Heero, as you know there's a major peace conference coming up."
Milliardo watched as the younger man paled. HE knew what he was trying to pull on him. Heero nodded solemnly.
"Well, I was wondering if you care to be Relena's bodyguard for a while. As you know the conference is bound to attract assassins... you being an assassin yourself."
Heero nodded again. His face became grim as his eyes glazed over. His mind was racing to the last time he saw the beautiful woman, not counting the times when he hid in the shadows to watch her. He sighed as his shoulders sagged. Milliardo could see just how tired and lonely the old soldier was.
"Alright Milliardo. I'll do it."
Milliardo grinned but saw the doubt in Heero's eyes. He wasn't so sure Heero knew what he was getting himself into, and from the looks of it, neither did Heero.
"Good-bye Heero."
"I'll drop by about two days from now. And bye."
Heero turned off the phone. He turned from the desk and walked towards the window. Heero opened the window, allowing the chilly wind to refresh him. The wind caressed his still wild brown hair as they passed over his now muscular body. He opened the window as wide as it would go and sat on the windowsill. With one leg dangling from the window and the other bracing the windowsill, Heero pulled out a cigarette. He knew they were bad for him but he really needed to think at that point.
Taking a long drag, his mind wondered back to every time he had been with Relena. Especially the last time.
Flashback
Heero walked out the door of the apartment for the last time. HE looked at the door as his heart constricted. He was leaving her... forever. But she would be strong, like the way he knew she was. 'Don't let me down Relena...aishiteru.'
Heero walked away. A single tear fell from his lonely Prussian eyes.
END
Heero shook his head. In two days he would see her again. And when that happened, all hell would break loose. He looked up at the stars. They only shined down, filling him with a kind of haunting peace.
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