Disclaimer: I know how boring the same old disclaimer is, -.-" Course, most people don't read it, but for the people who do! I don't own Gundam Wing, :( but I can dream, eh? Hehehe. Anyway, this fanfiction is PURELY for entertainment, and I don't get anything but pleasure and reviews (hint hint!) from it. So don't sue, because you'll get a stick of gum and maybe my cell phone. Grr.. ::glares:: MY cell phone! Anyway, enjoy the fic! XD And don't forget to R&R!
Relena paced the room furiously, hands behind her back. Wheat colored tresses flicked back and forth as she literally burned a path on the polished wooden floor, eyes shining with an almost maniacal gleam. This was totally unlike Queen Relena – calm, cool, and poised. This Relena was plotting.
The door hissed open as a girl stepped in; a tall, slender figure, with icy blue eyes, pale skin, long platinum blond hair swishing enticingly as she moved, and a proud, confident air that could only be called intimidating. Except for her freakishly strange split eyebrows, Dorothy Catalonia was quite pretty. The look on her face was of amusement, and she watched in silence before speaking.
"I believe you may burn a hole into the rug if you continue pacing like that, Ms. Relena." her honey tone voice absolutely dripped syrup as they fell to the air. Relena paused to glance at the other girl, debating whether to stop and speak, or ignore and continue in silence. After a break, however, she stopped and collapsed on to the pale pink sofa with a sigh.
"Oh Dorothy! You won't believe who the two new exchange students are!" Dorothy plopped onto a matching pink sofa chair, and waited for her to continue.
//Flashback//
Laughter filled the classroom, followed by the occasional paper plane. The teacher had left for a few minutes, and the students were using the time to chat and socialize before he came back.
As the door slid open, the students quickly straightened up, quiet once more. The teacher smiled, and gestured two strange boys in. Facing the class, he announced, "Class, say hello to the two new transfer students that will be joining us starting today." The students clapped politely as the first boy stepped forward.
He introduced himself as Quatre Raberba Winner, bright tourmaline eyes sparkling. With neatly combed platinum blond hair, pale skin, and a cheerful smile adorning his features, everyone immediately felt attracted to this friendly, cute young man.
His friend, on the other hand, was completely different. Quatre nudged him forward to good-natured laughter, and he stepped up reluctantly. Here was a totally moody yin to this yang. Dark tanned skin, messy chocolate brown hair, Prussian eyes, and a hard muscular frame. The girls stared at him in shocked silence, Relena among them. But for a different reason.
In a low, husky voice that sent shivers down your spine, he said, "Heero Yuy. It's a pleasure."
Her mind screamed, its him! It's him! The boy from the beach! Her cheeks flushed visibly, and as they sat down side by side, Relena suddenly couldn't wait for break.
//End Flashback//
Heero fell back on his bed, creaking with his sudden weight. He stared up moodily at the ceiling, its plaster beginning to peel and crack. Then, to the seemingly empty room, he spoke.
"I don't understand the reason why you made me come to Earth with you. I have no business here, and apparently, neither do you. What was the point in enrolling in this academy anyway?"
Quatre, who had stepped into the room as quietly as humanly possible, sighed softly. He sat on a swivel chair beside the bed, and absentmindedly ran his fingers through his flaxen tresses. "Heero, you know, it wouldn't hurt to…" He trailed off at the sound of someone knocking on the door. Shrugging, Quatre got up to answer the door.
Relena looked up hopefully as the door opened, and stared in surprise. Instead of Heero, who she was expecting to see, she saw Quatre. "Hi… Quatre. I was told Heero lived here, can I talk to him?"
Quatre blinked in surprise, before shaking his head clear and smiling. "Of course! Just a moment." He turned toward the bed, where Heero lay limply. "Oi, Heero! You've got a visitor!" He sat back on the swivel chair as Heero got up disinterestedly and went up to the door.
I know that girl, he thought. It's her from the beach! Noticing the flare of recognition in Heero's eyes, Relena hurriedly spoke. "Yes, it's me Heero. Do you remember me? My name is Relena Peacecraft."
As Heero grunted acknowledgement, Relena said, voice gaining strength, "I… I… would like to invite you to my birthday party." She pressed a pale pink envelope into his hand. "I hope you both can make it." Smiling shyly, she rushed off, cheeks bright red.
Heero stared down at the envelope, then at Relena's disappearing back. Seeing he was deep in thought, Quatre quietly made some tea.
~*~*~*~*~
Heero sneaked stealthily out of the room, hidden by a crowd of chattering, uniformed teens. Keeping his hand on his gun, he slipped away into the dark, hidden by shadows.
Quatre looked on quietly, shaking with silent mirth. Heero wasn't on a mission to infiltrate OZ; he was simply trying to make it out of school without Relena seeing him. Going to her birthday party apparently meant something – Relena now followed Heero everywhere, expecting him to tolerate her.
As he watched Relena latch herself onto Heero's arm, Quatre thought of Duo's reaction when he arrived. Things would get quite interesting soon…