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AN: Ok, just before you get to telling me, "This seems racist." NO! I don't want that to happen! I'm not making anything against African Americans in the way some of them may talk, I'm just trying to make these guys in my fic sound thug-ish and as if they'd been on the street or something all their lives. I just wanted you to know that before you yelled at me or anything! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Well, enjoy this chapter of the fic! ^_~
Discovery
(Chapter 3)
"Yous ok Miss?" I heard a gruff voice ask from the way back of a dark alley. I wrapped my jacket tighter around me, coldness entrapping me. I shuddered, Hilde showing no signs of discouragement.
"Yeah, I believe so." My eyes widened at the familiar voice. Relena! I saw Relena's familiar honey blonde hair peek out from behind the corner of brick.
"Yah man, yall want to get you killed o sumthin?" another voice came from behind her.
"I didn't mean to, I didn't see it coming," Relena said innocently.
"Don't be grimmin her my brotha," the first masculine voice said.
"I ain't, she too pretty." A couple spurts of hearty laughter.
"You be snortin snow again?" the second voice asked.
"Nah, jus the joints, ha!" I saw Relena's brow furrow, I understood completely what they were saying.
"Relena!" I shouted. Relena looked at me, horror filling her eyes.
"Duo?" I ran to her but she cowered. A young lean black man stepped out from behind her, muscles rippling behind a dark green tattered jersey and loose baggy jeans that hung on his waist. Hilde gasped, still holding her ground firmly.
"Is this the man who be troublin you Miss?" He looked back at Relena who shook her head.
"Who you be? One lucky enough to be graced by this n' angel Relena betta be worthy my brotha." I breathed in heavily, raising my hands to my sides firmly and closing my eyes.
"I am the one called Duo, Gundam pilot. I protect Miss Relena and her ideals. I suggest you let the miss go." Another man appeared from behind the first.
"You be the infamous Maxwell eh?" A skinny scrawny black fellow with extremely large arms asked me, coming up into my face and poking my chest audaciously.
"Yeah," I calmly said, scrunching up my nose at the smell of booze and smoke.
"I think you aight." he looked me up and down, his breath coming out in white vapor. I breathed out slowly, blinking my eyes a few times in disbelief that Relena had made friends with these two, losers.
"You from the ghettos?" I asked to the both of them. They nodded, a big toothy grin on their faces.
"Yall be observin right, we is from the ghettos." the one next to Relena replied, "We haven't introduced us selves, eh Blackie?" Blackie shrugged and pulled a small joint from his pocket and lit it up. The smoke constricted around me, gagging my brain.
"I am R.B. Razor Blade's the name, like it o leave it." he turned to Blackie.
"Name's Blackie Jackson, but down on da streets they call me Smoke." I didn't need an explanation for that one.
"R.B." He looked at me sharply. "What are you doing with Miss Relena?"
"Oh, the Miss eh? Miss and I was sharin a converse wit eachotha when she walked to the street to pick sumthin up. A huge truck like you wouldn't know came blowin through here an almost crushin her to death. But my man came through." Blackie turned and high-fived Razor.
"That doesn't explain why she's here." I pressed.
"Hey hey! That ain't non of yer business," Blackie sassed. R.B. nodded in agreement.
"Hey boys." I spun around, just now remembering that Hilde was with me. Blackie smiled and extended an arm.
"Who you be?" he asked as she shook firmly.
"I am Hilde," she said politely. "I am friends with Miss and would like to speak with her,"
"Hilde?" Relena stepped forward in disbelief, her eyes shimmering with tears.
"Why you cryin Miss?" Blackie asking throwing his smoke to the ground, smothering it with his shoe.
"I am happy Blackie, Miss is very happy, that's all," Relena said while excitedly walking up and hugging Hilde tightly. Hilde returned the hug and stared deeply into her friend's eyes.
"Why Relena?" she asked.
"For all of you," Relena whispered bowing her head.
"That's not a good enough answer, we thought that you were going on a suicide mission." Relena looked up at Hilde, her eyes filled with a new burning strength.
"Who said I'm not?" Relena retorted. Hilde planted her hands firmly on Relena's shoulders and shook. She wasn't aware of the fact that Relena wasn't reacting.
"Stop this madness Relena! Just stop it!" Relena's eyes were dull and it seemed like she was already dead.
"No Hilde." Relena drew a gun from her belt and pointed it at Hilde. She seemed as if she was possessed or something. "I am doing this so that you and the others won't die. If I don't do this than everyone and I will perish instead of only me." Hilde didn't back down.
"I know that you won't shoot at me, maybe enough to scare me but I don't care. Relena, we all love you."
"That's a lie," Relena stated and tightened her finger around the trigger.
"Relena,"
"Leave."
"No."
"Five."
"Stop this Relena!"
"Four."
"You are being ridiculous."
"Three."
"Come with us."
"Two."
"What about."
"One."
"Heero?" Relena paused and then narrowed her eyes further, a frown weighing down the corners of her mouth.
"Zero." Relena pulled the trigger, Hilde let out a scream and stood there like a deer in headlights. I pushed her out of the way and we both fell to the ground.
"Damn," Relena muttered as she walked away with Blackie and R.B., gun still smoking.
"I.I." Hilde muttered in shock.
"She's serious Hilde," I murmured helping her to her feet. Her lip twitched and a tear streamed down her face. She allowed herself to cry, the first time I've ever seen her cry. I hugged her and felt her tears soak through the light material of my jacket.
"She missed your head by about five inches. I just wanted to make sure you didn't lean the wrong way." that made Hilde let out a more despairing sob. "You're right, she doesn't have the heart to Hilde, she's more or less acting like Heero. She's doing all this for us Hilde, you have got to understand." she hugged me and we just stood there embracing each other warmly. The only sound was a distant cry and the howling of the wind.
I had taken Hilde home after the shocking incident and laid her down to sleep. She slept like an angel. I informed Quatre and Wufei about the events that had occurred today. It was strange, they acted indifferent to it.
~-Flashback-~
"You guys, she shot at Hilde,"
"That's strange." Quatre commented.
"Duh!" I shouted, "She was only a pacifist princess!"
"Don't get hysterical, justice will be served," Wufei said as he turned and walked away, his arms crossed.
"Did I miss SOMETHING?" I asked crazily as they walked out of the room.
~-End of Flashback-~
"This is all becoming too weird," I explained to Trowa who sat next to me at the dinner table.
"Yeah, I must agree," he said, neatly cutting his steak into pieces.
"Finally, some one who is NORMAL!" I glared at Quatre, then to Wufei, then to Heero, who ignored me and continued eating. Heero was back and Hilde was still asleep, Relena.er, I am too confused to tell.
"Hey!" Relena burst in. "Did I miss dinner, guess not." she ran a hand through her honey blonde hair.
"What in the heck made you think you had the right to shoot at Hilde?" I rose, my chair falling over.
"Huh?"
"Don't play dumb!" I accused, that sentence was like a bad addiction.
"What? I was feeling down so I went to the park. I met the most terrific guy!" she smiled, Heero was the most noticeable of the others to look up.
"His name is Jackson." I raised an eyebrow, Jackson?
"What does he look like?" I inquired.
"He is dreamy," she gushed out with enthusiasm. Since when did she use the word dreamy? "He is tall and he says he comes from the ghetto."
"Is he black?"
"Yeah."
"Uh, go on." this was one of those times where I really wanted a camera to take a picture of the look on Heero's face when Relena literally declared this guy was dreamy.
"He was wearing baggy jeans and a pretty tattered tank top. He was really strong too! He kind of reminded me of my boyfriend.oops." Relena blushed about five shades of red. It seemed as if the whole table stopped eating and gaped at Relena.
"Buh.boyfriend?" a piece of food falling from my lips.
"Friend in a boy, can't I be friends? It's not like we're going out, wait a minute! I sound like I am talking to my mother! Aren't I aloud to have a boyfriend?" I quickly shot a glance at Heero, envy clearly in his eyes, or was it anger?
"Of course, it's just-"
"Now that that's settled," she interrupted. "I am going to upstairs to listen to some music, oh yeah, and Jackson might call later tonight so just notify me kay?" she blew me kiss. "Thanks, you're a dear." She waved to everybody and quickly ran upstairs.
I was confused and utterly shocked at Relena's performance. That definitely was un-Relena-ish.
"Angel girl, you're losing it! They'll start suspecting that something is wrong!" Relena scolded herself as she walked up the stairs. "Just keep your cool and everything will be fine."
Quatre's eyes were wide, asking me if that really just happened.
"Did she say boyfriend?"
I nodded. His face paled even more when he shot his glance over at Heero, who.wasn't there. Damn him to ruin my fun, it was getting interesting to watch his face contort mildly with anger and jealousy.
"Relena," Heero muttered from under his breath. "What's happening?" Heero normally knew what was going on, but now he was confused, everything was beginning to twist into confusion. He walked out of the door, not bearing to stay inside the house much longer, not with her. The night wind was cool on his back, and just like that, it started to snow. Large wet flakes falling upon his face, caressing the skin on his bare arms. The cold had never bothered him, he never thought that it would, and it never did.
Heero gave one glance back up to Relena's room, the light minimal, his keen eyes not detecting the shadow watching him from that window. His eyes softened, his frown slightly curving up.
"Heero." Relena watched him disappear behind a curtain of snow into the darkness. Relena felt a tear streak down her cheek.
"No, I will not cry for you Heero. Never again."
Heero.
Heero turned abruptly, placing a hand where his gun would've been. He had heard a voice, and if he wasn't mistaken, that voice belonged to Relena. But was it inside of his head? Was he imagining her talking to him?
He paused in his tracks, just in case. He even held his breath just to make sure that he wasn't going crazy or anything.
It had sounded so real, as if she were right behind him.
He never missed her affections before, but now, it annoyed him that he couldn't ignore them. And he was afraid. Afraid of the compassion he felt for her, afraid that he might, if not already, be falling in love.
AN: This chapter is considerably short but I didn't want to put too much in this chapter for some reason. I apologize if you do not like my characters: R.B. and Blackie. *tears* I just wanted to give them some type of street-ish attitude. I hope you've enjoyed it thus far! The next chapter will be out.I don't know, but I'll try getting it out soon!
AN: Ok, just before you get to telling me, "This seems racist." NO! I don't want that to happen! I'm not making anything against African Americans in the way some of them may talk, I'm just trying to make these guys in my fic sound thug-ish and as if they'd been on the street or something all their lives. I just wanted you to know that before you yelled at me or anything! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Well, enjoy this chapter of the fic! ^_~
Discovery
(Chapter 3)
"Yous ok Miss?" I heard a gruff voice ask from the way back of a dark alley. I wrapped my jacket tighter around me, coldness entrapping me. I shuddered, Hilde showing no signs of discouragement.
"Yeah, I believe so." My eyes widened at the familiar voice. Relena! I saw Relena's familiar honey blonde hair peek out from behind the corner of brick.
"Yah man, yall want to get you killed o sumthin?" another voice came from behind her.
"I didn't mean to, I didn't see it coming," Relena said innocently.
"Don't be grimmin her my brotha," the first masculine voice said.
"I ain't, she too pretty." A couple spurts of hearty laughter.
"You be snortin snow again?" the second voice asked.
"Nah, jus the joints, ha!" I saw Relena's brow furrow, I understood completely what they were saying.
"Relena!" I shouted. Relena looked at me, horror filling her eyes.
"Duo?" I ran to her but she cowered. A young lean black man stepped out from behind her, muscles rippling behind a dark green tattered jersey and loose baggy jeans that hung on his waist. Hilde gasped, still holding her ground firmly.
"Is this the man who be troublin you Miss?" He looked back at Relena who shook her head.
"Who you be? One lucky enough to be graced by this n' angel Relena betta be worthy my brotha." I breathed in heavily, raising my hands to my sides firmly and closing my eyes.
"I am the one called Duo, Gundam pilot. I protect Miss Relena and her ideals. I suggest you let the miss go." Another man appeared from behind the first.
"You be the infamous Maxwell eh?" A skinny scrawny black fellow with extremely large arms asked me, coming up into my face and poking my chest audaciously.
"Yeah," I calmly said, scrunching up my nose at the smell of booze and smoke.
"I think you aight." he looked me up and down, his breath coming out in white vapor. I breathed out slowly, blinking my eyes a few times in disbelief that Relena had made friends with these two, losers.
"You from the ghettos?" I asked to the both of them. They nodded, a big toothy grin on their faces.
"Yall be observin right, we is from the ghettos." the one next to Relena replied, "We haven't introduced us selves, eh Blackie?" Blackie shrugged and pulled a small joint from his pocket and lit it up. The smoke constricted around me, gagging my brain.
"I am R.B. Razor Blade's the name, like it o leave it." he turned to Blackie.
"Name's Blackie Jackson, but down on da streets they call me Smoke." I didn't need an explanation for that one.
"R.B." He looked at me sharply. "What are you doing with Miss Relena?"
"Oh, the Miss eh? Miss and I was sharin a converse wit eachotha when she walked to the street to pick sumthin up. A huge truck like you wouldn't know came blowin through here an almost crushin her to death. But my man came through." Blackie turned and high-fived Razor.
"That doesn't explain why she's here." I pressed.
"Hey hey! That ain't non of yer business," Blackie sassed. R.B. nodded in agreement.
"Hey boys." I spun around, just now remembering that Hilde was with me. Blackie smiled and extended an arm.
"Who you be?" he asked as she shook firmly.
"I am Hilde," she said politely. "I am friends with Miss and would like to speak with her,"
"Hilde?" Relena stepped forward in disbelief, her eyes shimmering with tears.
"Why you cryin Miss?" Blackie asking throwing his smoke to the ground, smothering it with his shoe.
"I am happy Blackie, Miss is very happy, that's all," Relena said while excitedly walking up and hugging Hilde tightly. Hilde returned the hug and stared deeply into her friend's eyes.
"Why Relena?" she asked.
"For all of you," Relena whispered bowing her head.
"That's not a good enough answer, we thought that you were going on a suicide mission." Relena looked up at Hilde, her eyes filled with a new burning strength.
"Who said I'm not?" Relena retorted. Hilde planted her hands firmly on Relena's shoulders and shook. She wasn't aware of the fact that Relena wasn't reacting.
"Stop this madness Relena! Just stop it!" Relena's eyes were dull and it seemed like she was already dead.
"No Hilde." Relena drew a gun from her belt and pointed it at Hilde. She seemed as if she was possessed or something. "I am doing this so that you and the others won't die. If I don't do this than everyone and I will perish instead of only me." Hilde didn't back down.
"I know that you won't shoot at me, maybe enough to scare me but I don't care. Relena, we all love you."
"That's a lie," Relena stated and tightened her finger around the trigger.
"Relena,"
"Leave."
"No."
"Five."
"Stop this Relena!"
"Four."
"You are being ridiculous."
"Three."
"Come with us."
"Two."
"What about."
"One."
"Heero?" Relena paused and then narrowed her eyes further, a frown weighing down the corners of her mouth.
"Zero." Relena pulled the trigger, Hilde let out a scream and stood there like a deer in headlights. I pushed her out of the way and we both fell to the ground.
"Damn," Relena muttered as she walked away with Blackie and R.B., gun still smoking.
"I.I." Hilde muttered in shock.
"She's serious Hilde," I murmured helping her to her feet. Her lip twitched and a tear streamed down her face. She allowed herself to cry, the first time I've ever seen her cry. I hugged her and felt her tears soak through the light material of my jacket.
"She missed your head by about five inches. I just wanted to make sure you didn't lean the wrong way." that made Hilde let out a more despairing sob. "You're right, she doesn't have the heart to Hilde, she's more or less acting like Heero. She's doing all this for us Hilde, you have got to understand." she hugged me and we just stood there embracing each other warmly. The only sound was a distant cry and the howling of the wind.
I had taken Hilde home after the shocking incident and laid her down to sleep. She slept like an angel. I informed Quatre and Wufei about the events that had occurred today. It was strange, they acted indifferent to it.
~-Flashback-~
"You guys, she shot at Hilde,"
"That's strange." Quatre commented.
"Duh!" I shouted, "She was only a pacifist princess!"
"Don't get hysterical, justice will be served," Wufei said as he turned and walked away, his arms crossed.
"Did I miss SOMETHING?" I asked crazily as they walked out of the room.
~-End of Flashback-~
"This is all becoming too weird," I explained to Trowa who sat next to me at the dinner table.
"Yeah, I must agree," he said, neatly cutting his steak into pieces.
"Finally, some one who is NORMAL!" I glared at Quatre, then to Wufei, then to Heero, who ignored me and continued eating. Heero was back and Hilde was still asleep, Relena.er, I am too confused to tell.
"Hey!" Relena burst in. "Did I miss dinner, guess not." she ran a hand through her honey blonde hair.
"What in the heck made you think you had the right to shoot at Hilde?" I rose, my chair falling over.
"Huh?"
"Don't play dumb!" I accused, that sentence was like a bad addiction.
"What? I was feeling down so I went to the park. I met the most terrific guy!" she smiled, Heero was the most noticeable of the others to look up.
"His name is Jackson." I raised an eyebrow, Jackson?
"What does he look like?" I inquired.
"He is dreamy," she gushed out with enthusiasm. Since when did she use the word dreamy? "He is tall and he says he comes from the ghetto."
"Is he black?"
"Yeah."
"Uh, go on." this was one of those times where I really wanted a camera to take a picture of the look on Heero's face when Relena literally declared this guy was dreamy.
"He was wearing baggy jeans and a pretty tattered tank top. He was really strong too! He kind of reminded me of my boyfriend.oops." Relena blushed about five shades of red. It seemed as if the whole table stopped eating and gaped at Relena.
"Buh.boyfriend?" a piece of food falling from my lips.
"Friend in a boy, can't I be friends? It's not like we're going out, wait a minute! I sound like I am talking to my mother! Aren't I aloud to have a boyfriend?" I quickly shot a glance at Heero, envy clearly in his eyes, or was it anger?
"Of course, it's just-"
"Now that that's settled," she interrupted. "I am going to upstairs to listen to some music, oh yeah, and Jackson might call later tonight so just notify me kay?" she blew me kiss. "Thanks, you're a dear." She waved to everybody and quickly ran upstairs.
I was confused and utterly shocked at Relena's performance. That definitely was un-Relena-ish.
"Angel girl, you're losing it! They'll start suspecting that something is wrong!" Relena scolded herself as she walked up the stairs. "Just keep your cool and everything will be fine."
Quatre's eyes were wide, asking me if that really just happened.
"Did she say boyfriend?"
I nodded. His face paled even more when he shot his glance over at Heero, who.wasn't there. Damn him to ruin my fun, it was getting interesting to watch his face contort mildly with anger and jealousy.
"Relena," Heero muttered from under his breath. "What's happening?" Heero normally knew what was going on, but now he was confused, everything was beginning to twist into confusion. He walked out of the door, not bearing to stay inside the house much longer, not with her. The night wind was cool on his back, and just like that, it started to snow. Large wet flakes falling upon his face, caressing the skin on his bare arms. The cold had never bothered him, he never thought that it would, and it never did.
Heero gave one glance back up to Relena's room, the light minimal, his keen eyes not detecting the shadow watching him from that window. His eyes softened, his frown slightly curving up.
"Heero." Relena watched him disappear behind a curtain of snow into the darkness. Relena felt a tear streak down her cheek.
"No, I will not cry for you Heero. Never again."
Heero.
Heero turned abruptly, placing a hand where his gun would've been. He had heard a voice, and if he wasn't mistaken, that voice belonged to Relena. But was it inside of his head? Was he imagining her talking to him?
He paused in his tracks, just in case. He even held his breath just to make sure that he wasn't going crazy or anything.
It had sounded so real, as if she were right behind him.
He never missed her affections before, but now, it annoyed him that he couldn't ignore them. And he was afraid. Afraid of the compassion he felt for her, afraid that he might, if not already, be falling in love.
AN: This chapter is considerably short but I didn't want to put too much in this chapter for some reason. I apologize if you do not like my characters: R.B. and Blackie. *tears* I just wanted to give them some type of street-ish attitude. I hope you've enjoyed it thus far! The next chapter will be out.I don't know, but I'll try getting it out soon!
