Disclaimers: Don't own 'em

AN: Here is the first of many sappy scenes

The first thing Duo noticed when Heero came into view was the reddening spot on his cheek. He knew better than to give the pilot more shit than already given, but had to walk away, so that he would be guaranteed safety. Trowa and Quatre were soon to follow his example.  Wufei entered just in time to be glared at.

"Is the shuttle ready?" Heero barked at Wufei.

Wufei, who was by no means a meek man, became just a tad anxious at the fury in his voice. "It's getting there," he replied leaving to go to the shuttle and do so himself.

Heero growled. ~Why is it that she can still do this to me?!~

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Three hours later, the shuttle was finally ready. Heero let out a breath of relief when Wufei sent the message that the, "flower" would be ready to be taken to the "hospital" in the "vase". After severing the connection with Wufei, he made another call to an anonymous someone.

"We're sending the flowers right away," assured Heero.

"Good, I can hardly wait to receive them. Out." And the connection was broken.

Heero turned around to see a very depressed Quatre. "I really don't know if this the best idea Heero. What if we're caught?'

"No one but the five of you knew about your visit, so there suspicions, I made sure that security cameras have footage of Relena coming back with you, and leaving again," Heero explained.

"If you say so Heero, I just hope she'll have cooled down a little, she can hit pretty hard."

Heero smirked and rubbed his face where a bruise was forming nicely. "At least she can defend herself a little more than we thought." He craned his neck to look around the room. "You guys had no trouble what so ever getting her did you?"

Quatre frowned, "We took advantage of her trust, I feel so rotten, I feel so guilty."

The wing pilot did nothing, although yes he did just kidnap the Vice Foreign Minister Peacecraft, and had completely abused her faith in his fellow pilots,  but he had been given a mission. No matter what any one said he felt that she was abducted for a just reason, and doubted that she would be hurt in any way, (if she was Heero had every intention of having a very painful word with his employer.) He also had the strong belief that once she calmed down and heard the reason for her seizure that she may even be thankful. He shook his head and walked away.

Quatre looked at the stoic pilot with a heavy heart. There was so much in Heero's heart, but couldn't escape. If only Duo was right. That Relena would get him to act human. Heero had changed over the years as was expected. He didn't know why but he had avoided direct contact with Relena, ~still~ Quatre thought, ~he hasn't stopped watching over her.~ Heero had also been learning. Sarcasm, humor, and even jealousy and possibly even love and appreciation were being added to his ever growing list of emotions. He was teaching himself with the use of movies, books and his friends. But no women. It was obvious, at least to Quatre, that Heero was much like a little boy who hadn't quite grown up, and was still afraid of cooties. It was almost funny about his little dilemma, how Relena seemed to be the only one he seemed to like. With a quick shrug Quatre left to find the rest of the guys.

(AN: I know this is the MOST common thing to see in a fic, but I love it anyway,) 

Heero opened the door as quietly as he could while staying out of reach just in case Relena was awake with a vengeance.  Luckily she was fast asleep on the couch. He hated to admit it but, he was supposed to be learning to be human, part of being human was physical attraction right? So there was nothing wrong with enjoying Relena's current appearance.

At the time when they had captured her she had been dressed in casual cloths, which to Heero's interest were a pair of short, but not too short, shorts and a tight fitting shirt, all covered by a long sleeved black denim over shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. No matter how beautiful she may look in a gown he couldn't help but appreciate the way she looked when she was just being casual. That was just something he was starting to enjoy. It fit her personality better.

Being as quiet he could Heero walked into the room and lifted the exhausted woman. She was light he noticed, a weight obtained only by a lack of food. And the sedative shouldn't have kept her unconscious this long, so she was also not getting enough sleep. Heero tightened his grip on what seemed her fragile body, and carried her out of the room.

Duo popped his head around the corner, "Ready?"

Heero nodded and followed him out of the hanger turned home into the next hanger over.