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Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Gundam Wing, its characters, blablablablablabla.

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"Only Forever, Not Long at all" - David Bowie

"Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star, that somewhere you are thinking of me too. . ." - Selena

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Only Forever - Chapter 2

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After the Mariemaia Incident, January 23rd, 1958

Her name was Tori McGregor. With her dark black hair framing her face, she carefully stepped onto the forbidden streets of the L1 Colony. Her eyes were a deep intense blue, the color that could make a man beg and a woman scream in envy. Long silky strands of raven black hair floated behind her as she walked, admiring everything that came to sight. Tori walked along the sidewalk, looking at objects that came in her line of vision and once in a while touching her fingers against the hard glass windows. An amused smile touched her lips as she casually glanced at the small screen TV in a merchandise shop.

In the middle of the fuzzy black and white screen stood Relena Peacecraft, currently handing over her position as Vice Foreign Minister to her brother, Milliardo.

With a slight smile, Tori turned away and walked on, grabbing onto her hat whenever necessary that people might still recognize her in her disguise. After all, who knew whom she might run into? Relena Peacecraft was taking her vacation. . .pretending to be someone else.

Sweat dotted Heero's forehead as he aimed an accurate punch at his opponent. Step left, dodge right, punch left, step right. He repeated the phrase over and over again in his mind as he ducked an upper cut. Planning an assassination on a world-known enemy was one thing - boxing was another. Finally, his opponent fell to the ground, exhausted and bruised. The bell rang and it was all over. Carefully stepping out of the ring, Heero grabbed a towel and buried his face, closing his eyes and for a moment, just a moment, Relena's face appeared, smiling and giggling. Waving the image out of his head, Heero headed for the Change Rooms. That was his last match for the day. There was no need to speak to his instructor, he didn't need to. And Heero Yuy did nothing that wasn't necessary. . .including going back to the girl he loved.

The place was huge and full of blinking bright lights. Masculine sweat clouded the air as Relena stepped into the gigantic tent. So this is what a boxing ring is. . .she thought as she stared at the rope ring in the middle of the tent. All around there were boxers skipping, punching bags, and instructors holding clipboards.

Deciding that this wasn't a place where she should be, Relena walked backward from the curious stares and bumped heavily against a lean figure. Flushing, she turned around and murmured her sorries.

"Oops! I'm sorry, I didn't mean t-" Her sentence was utterly cut off as she stared into a burning indigo blue. The eyes that had haunted her, even through dreams. The eyes of Heero Yuy.

He had to admit it surprised him to see a girl in the Boxing Tent. Most of the time, girls came with their boyfriends, or a group coming to watch a match, never alone. She was slender and pretty, her cheeks flushed, her eyes blue fire, and her dark black hair shined. Thick dark eyelashes hid part of her eyes as she looked at the floor. She looked a lot like. . . . Shaking it off, Heero neatly side-stepped for her to pass. She strode past him, her movements brisk and eager. Heero continued on his way behind her when an intriguing scent flooded his senses. There was only one person he knew with that scent. Relena. Eyes narrowed, he pursued the dark-haired girl, determined to find out who she was.

She felt so dizzy. Of all the people in the world she could've bumped into, why'd it have to be Heero? Half- cursing, she ran down the darkened alley in attempt to get away. She knew he was following behind her. She could feel him.

"Now ain't you a pretty one?" A man stepped from inside the shadows of the alley, one gold tooth gleaming.

Panic bubbled up inside her. "I'm sorry sir, I've got to go now." Keeping her eyes down to the ground she walked past him just to feel her arm be snatched by his grubby hands.

"No need tuh be in a hurry Miss Pretty. Why dun't you stay awhile and have some fun with me?" One dirt-covered hand traveled up her leg.

"I'm sorry sir, but I really have to go." Cautiously brushing his hand aside, she stepped nimbly past him. Before she knew it, could feel it, she was underneath him and his mouth ravished hers. Struggling, she managed to push him off in a burst of strength and make a run for the end of the alley.

"Not so fast Lady." The man grabbed her by the waist and snatched her from leaving. His next words were cut off by a fist slamming into his side. Landing on the ground as the man released her, she turned to see Heero facing off the six-foot bulldozer.

With quick accurate punches, the man was down within five seconds flat. Her hands still trembled as she watched and managed a quaky smile as Heero turned to glare at her. Nothing's changing.He's still rescuing me..He still cares. Thought Relena. Forgetting that she was disguised as someone else, she gave him a shaky hug. How she had longed to do this before. But he pushed her away.

"Who are you?" He demanded, his eyes suspiciously cold.

On the brink of tears, Relena felt her brain begin to function again.

"Tori McGregor. Nice to meet you."

"Hn."

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Writer's Note: To be continued.