If Only I Knew- Ch.3
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After an hour of walking through the wood, she finally found Oak Creek town. LAN LAN Dr. was kind of hard to find. 15 minutes later she arrive at 243 LAN LAN Dr. Walking up to the door, she saw a cardboard with the name 'Lenny's Quick Food Deliver' written all over it. She observes that the building seems to stand out a lot. It was bigger than most buildings. There was something about it that wasn't right.
'I'm just being paranoid.' Scolding silently to herself, she knocked on the door.
A man about 30 opened the door with an annoying look on his face. "What do you want?" he practically yelled at her sending a chill down her spine.
"I…um…got this message to pick up my groceries," sounding a little scared she took a step back from the man.
He stood there staring at her for a minute until his face soften up a little and he answer her in a nice and gentle voice. "Oh…Miss Relena Dorlain?" She nodded slightly. "Come on in. My boss is expecting you." He said smiling.
"He's expecting me?" Once again she felt that something wasn't right, but she shook it aside.
"Please follow me."
She hesitate a moment before she follow him. He led her in a room that's painted bright yellow. It hurt her eyes to stare at it. He motion for her to take a seat and once she did, he disappear through another door.
Looking around the room, she felt kind of dizzy. At the far corner of the other wall, there was a painting. Standing up she walked over to it. What she saw nearly made her screamed. The painting shows a heart and through the heart was a knife. The background was all oozing with red, like blood.
She had enough of this place. The man was creepy enough, but this painting must belong to a killer or someone. 'What is this was a trap? I should have waited for Duo.'
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear that someone was lurking up behind her. Feeling another presence in the room, she twirls around, but was a second too late. She tries to scream, but a piece of cloth clamped over her mouth. She struggles to get free, but then everything went black.
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It wasn't hard to find 243 LAN LAN Dr.
'There it is.'
Duo got out of the truck and knocked on the door. He waited a minute and there was no answer.
'This is the right address, so why is no one answer the stupid door already.' The building was very old and big.
Duo couldn't wait any longer. With a karate kick, he sends the door flying. Walking in slow, with a gun in his hand, he carefully made his way down the empty halls. He passes a couple of rooms on the way, but saw no one. The place was completely empty. Not a human or animal in sight. He went into a room. On one side of the wall was a painting of a heart and a knife stabbed through it. 'Whoever own that painting must have done something to Relena. I am so going to get killed. Twice. Shot by Mr. Glare and beat up by everyone else. Fuck!'
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S MISSING?" Yelled a very angry Heero on the screen.
"I…um…she's not here right now, but if you would leave a message she'll get back to you as soon as possible," said Duo jokingly on the other line.
"…" And a glare that said you will die and very soon.
A nervous Duo laugh, then thought it would be better to disconnect, "I got to go. Talk to you later man." Hanging up really fast, he walked over to his computer and start typing down some names.
"Man, I hate computers. How do you use this stupid thing anyways?" After a few more failures, he gave up and decided to leave all the computer work to Heero. 'I bet he's on that darn thing right now.' He thought with a smirk.
As if his word could be reach by Heero, he got up from his bed and sat down on his computer.
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In a large room with its furniture, laid a young woman who light brown hair and two braids tie behind her head.
Slowly she stir and before long she was fully awake.
'Where am I?' Looking around the room, she found that she was laying on a king's size bad with matching sheets and pillows. It was a beautiful room with lots of flowers. The strange thing about it was that there was no window. Also there was a door leading to a kitchen and another one to the bathroom. That was everything. She checks any possible way she could get out, but found none.
'How am I suppose to get out of here?' They haven't seemed to harm her in any way. Not like the last time she was kidnapped. 'I think the torturing comes later.' She shivers at the thought.
'I got to get out of here before someone comes back.'
She walked out to the kitchen door and opens it. She hasn't noticed it before, but there was another door on the other side of the kitchen. She reached for the doorknob. As she turns it, the door busted open and there stood a figure she couldn't define. His hand reached out towards her and she screamed and tries to run, but was too late. He grabs her by the wrist and put her toward him. Standing inches away, she now has a view of him clearly, but she couldn't see him face. Whoever he was, was very discreet about his appearance. He was taller than she was, all dressed in black. Even if she couldn't see his face, she figures he was around her age. Not being able to see his face made her more nervous than ever.
"What do you want?" She asked hardheartedly at the man before her.
"Get back in the bedroom," he ordered. He then releases her wrist so she can walk back.
She stood there a moment, not knowing whether to fight her way out or do as he said?
"I'm not going to repeat myself, now get back in the room." His cold voice made her stuttered.
After awhile, she thought that trying to run now wasn't a very brilliant idea. She decided to walk back to the room instead. It wasn't an option anyways. He follows closely behind her, making sure that she didn't try to run. Even if she did, there was no escape, but she wasn't about to take any chances.
"What do you want?"
Ignoring her question, he angry reply, "Don't go near that door again or you'll regret it." He threatens. Satisfied that she'll listen for now, he walked over to the wall on the other side and lift up the painting hanging on it. There was a computer like screen underneath. He presses a few button and a door that was undetectable before open up to another room. Turning around he give her one last glare, daring her to try anything again and she will be sorry. Then he left. The door shut once again, leaving her alone. She laid on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. Sleep was taking over. She was exhausted from what happened so far: Heero leaving her, getting kidnapped, and now trap all alone. She hates the feeling of being alone. She hates herself the most right now for getting kidnapped in the first place.
'Everyone is probably worried sick about me. How do I always get myself into this mess?' She was getting angry again.
Then her eye softens. "Heero, where are you?" she said softly before sleep kick in and pretty soon she was asleep.
A pair of blues eyes watched her from above. He heard her last statement and starts to get angry. As her eyes closed, the figure turns and walked away.
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When she woke up, everything was still a little nebulous to her. The clocked by her bed said 8:38 am. 'Morning already?' She got out of bed feeling a little hungry. Her stomach was growling. She walked toward the kitchen when she saw the painting and memories of last night rush to her head. 'If only I can get it open, I'm home free.' The thought made her happy.
Walking toward the wall with the painting, she stood there a moment. Not knowing what to do. Thoughts of doubt went into her mind. She was about to lift the painting up, when the door suddenly busted open. There stood the man who kidnapped her.
'He's here to torture me. Isn't he?' The thought made her shuddered. Although she's really scared in the inside, she didn't let him see her fear, but he saw right through it. He smirked and walked inside. She stepped back a little, afraid at what he might do to her.
"What do you think you're going?" he demanded in his cold voice.
She stood there in silence, not knowing what to say.
Finding her voice once again, she manages to answer him.
"It's not like you don't know, beside you said not to go through the other kitchen door, but I didn't hear you say anything about this one. So don't say I didn't listen to you. You're the one who told me remember?" She shot back.
He was a little surprised at her sudden change of attitude. He just stood there staring at her; he was caught in his own words and she knew it. That made her smile to herself.
She just crossed her arms and glared at him.
She wasn't the type to be contentious, but then again he didn't know her that well.
After a moment, he started to laugh. He didn't know what came over him. Maybe because the look on her face was so beautiful when she's angry or he has gone complete insane. He couldn't help himself.
Before she could react, he pull her towards him, but gentler this time. Their bodies so close that she can feel his heat through her clothes; their faces moving closer.
'What is he doing?'
Relena was panicking and didn't know what to do. She couldn't do this, not with him anyway. She wanted to stop, but somehow she found herself moving closer to him too. It was like some kind of force pulling her.
Then something in his mind reminded him that he should be paying more attention to his work, then to her or this would jeopardize everything.
Pulling himself away from her, he walked over to the kitchen door and went inside, shutting the door behind him.
Relena just stood there angry and disappointed at the same time. Angry that she let herself be so open. He could have done anything and she would have let him. Her eyes blazing with fire, but then soften. She missed how his body feels against hers. How warm he feels.
Shaking that thought away, she opened the kitchen door and went inside. She was getting hungry.
'I can't remember the last time I ate something.'
Looking inside the room, she couldn't find him anywhere. Realizing that he probably when through the other door, she looked around in search for some food. Finding no food whatsoever, she moaned.
'How could he not leave some food? Is this some kind of punishment or something? Starving me to death?'
Walking back to the room, she sat down on the bed. Being hungry was something she was used to. She could last awhile without food. Then sudden a thought came to her. She has a plan on how to escape. Lying down, she begins to form a plan in her head.
'Being hungry does help me.' She thought chuckling to herself.
It was sometime during the night when Relena woke up with her stomach growling and her head pounding.
'I haven't eaten in ages. Man this is worst than anything I've ever experience before, well not really.' Moaning she sat up.
Getting out of bed slowly, she looks around the room and her eyes fell upon a tray of sandwiches. When she was done, the door to the kitchen opened and in stepped the person who imprison her. Walking in, he looked at her ineptly, awkwardly before settling in the chair on the other side of the room.
For half an hour they just sat and stare at each other. Normally the quietness was something that the Princess was used to, but that was only because she had something to do. Now that she was just sitting with zero to perform, her mind keeps on wondering back to him. He was no longer wearing a covering that cover his whole face, but a mask that blocks half of it. Leaving his lips visible to her view. There was something about him she couldn't truly place.
Relena was itching to say something, but she knew that no matter what she has to wait, but for how long? Instead of thinking about that she decided to keep her mind on what's important, like her escape. Her plan that she form before she fell asleep, now makes her feel insecure if it would work. If it didn't she could be in a lot of trouble, but what if it did work? She wanted to forget this one and think of another one, but she doesn't know what else to do. She knew that in order to success she has to go over her limit, but what is her limit when she doesn't even know herself. Sometimes when she's making her speech about peace in front of people on earth or on space, she knows exactly what to say and at what time. Her movements, whereabouts were unaware of and that's why she always seems to win their expectation, but with this person she knew she has to take it slow or he'll know exactly. Sort of makes her think of someone. She can tell that he was very alert and aware of his surrounding. That would make her job ten times harder. If there was something to make him at least say one word, she can use that opportunity to start her plan.
Standing up from her bed she walks toward him. She didn't know what she's doing, but whatever it is, it better work. Walking slow towards him, she now notices that his eyes are close, but she can tell that it's very alert. Standing inches away, she kneels down on her knees and looked up at him. This brought back some memories of the time when she and Heero were together; he was her bodyguard until he left. How she would sometimes find him sleeping in a chair with a book and he would look so at ease and other time he would look ready to kill anyone. On days when she is not in a hurry to a conference or something, she would put a blanket over him and kiss his forehead before leaving, but that was all too long ago. He now was no longer with her and she only have memories to treasure and warm her heart when she feels abandon.
Suddenly a movement of someone grapping her wrist, snapped her back to attention.
She let out a small cry of surprise.
"Let go." She demands.
Letting go of her, he stood up glaring at her now angry yet scared face. "What…" he begins, but was cut off.
She found herself blushing a crimson red. "Nothing," she mange to answer quickly. "I wanted to asked you something, but you were asleep so…" her voice trailed off as she looked away. He eyed her carefully before he pushes her to her bed and laid her down. Surprised she let herself be pushed. He looked down at her laying body, he couldn't help it, but eye her small beautiful figure; every curve seems to fit her just right. She was astonishing and her bashfulness when he surprised and confronted her made her even more beautifier than before. Walking back over to his seat he sat back down and once again closed his eyes, but she knew he wasn't asleep.
She sat back up, but didn't dare to get out of bed. Apparently that didn't go as she plan, but then on the other hand she didn't know what she was suppose to do in order to start her plan yet. She wanted him to say something, anything that would help her with her plan. She decided not to risk any suspicions that she already causes. Frowning slightly, she laying back down again, not noticing that the once closed eyes was now open and watching like a hawk.
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"I am so dead," Duo said hysterically to Quatre who roll his eyes for the ninth time that day.
"Duo, listen to me. Nothing is going to happen."
"How am I going to get through this," he continued without hearing a single word poor Quatre had been saying all afternoon.
Sighing Quatre walked off, following closely behind is a frightening, whinny Duo, chattering away.
"Quatre, are you not going to help an old friend? Heero is so going to kill me. Not to mention Relena's lethal brother. I mean he could be anywhere right now lurking, waiting to make his move, to take his revenge, all because I couldn't protect his baby sister. I mean I'm not Heero, the Perfect Soldier. Anyone can tell you that, but no you guys all have to have something to do, so I have to go and baby-sit." As he said this, he looked around ready for anyone or anything to jump out at him, but nothing did. He relaxed a little, but jumped at every movement in the house. "Do I look like a baby-sitter to you? Everyone thinks I'm useless so that's why they always put me with the occupation of substituting."
"LISTEN," Quatre practically yelled in Duo's ear. He has had about enough of this. Finally, he was able to calm down again, he continue to said what he have been trying to say for god knows how long. "Nothing is going to happen, well, maybe something will, but nothing you should be worry about. Just leave it alone. You tried to protect her. Heero will understand. No one can hold responsible you. As least you tried and you're not inadequate. We were all hectic that day and since we knew you would have nothing to do, so we asked. You didn't have to say yes. Don't feel sorry for yourself. Don't even worry." Quatre feel like he said this ten times before, but being Quatre and all he try his best to be patients like his standard self. He was hoping that maybe this time something will sink in, but all was disillusioned and Duo continues to talk.
After a couple more of his 'I'm dead' and 'I'm useless' speeches, Quatre had about enough. He was about to say something when Duo interrupted him; by speaking louder than he did before, right into Quatre poor, already pounding ears. "…So is that a yes?" He asked the now angry Quatre. Quatre who been try to think of a way to shut him up, didn't get to hear what he said before, but was able to caught the last few words.
Rolling his eyes once again, Quatre gave up and walked quickly into his room, to rest his ears and his now throbbing head, slamming the door as he did.
"Thanks buddy." Duo yelled. 'HEHE, fell for that one again. This is fun.'
AN: Well, for those of you who have read this story before, should know that I deleted some things and added some things. So hope this version is better.
Emily
To be continue…