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"Heero, we need to talk," Duo said as he entered their secret warehouse. The others were finishing the replica of the vault.
"Hn," he merely nodded in acknowledgement and watched the work progress.
"Now," Duo said forcefully. Frowning, Heero nodded and followed him to the parking lot.
"What is it?" he asked. Duo sighed and looked at him sternly. But how could you glare at a person whose mere glance gives you the shivers?
But Duo was too miffed to care.
"Tell me this is not about her or I'll walk," he said in a harsh whisper. Heero merely raised an eyebrow to his accusations.
"About who?" Heero asked coolly.
"Relena," Duo glared.
"It is not," Heero said and began to return to the construction but Duo held his arm to stop him.
"Heero," he warned. Heero did what Duo never expected; he opened up.
"Not exactly," he said. "Do you remember the old days where the missions were important and we did them like we had nothing to lose?"
"Yeah?" Duo didn't know where this was headed.
"I ended up loosing something," he sighed. "Someone. Her."
"You never told us how it happened," Duo said silently, almost regretting attacking Heero like that.
"Even I don't understand what had happened," Heero said softly. "She just left without a word. I tried to find her but I never did."
"When did you know she was in Nevada?" Duo asked. Heero took out a clipping from his coat and gave it to Duo. It was a clipping of the Dekims with Une in the background. In the far right was Relena, looking at Dekim Junior. Her face was almost passive as if she was lonely.
And Duo knew what the source of that loneliness was. Hell, that source was glaring at him.
"This is not about screwing the guy who is screwing with your ex- girlfriend?" Duo asked.
"Ex-fiancé," Heero corrected. This was news to Duo. But Heero continued before he had a chance to question him. "And they are NOT sleeping together."
"How are you sure?" Duo asked. But Heero's patented Death Glare made him question no further. "But now we are stealing two things and when push come to shove you will have to choose. And remember, Relena doesn't split eleven ways."
"If everything goes to plan, I'm not the one who will make that choice," Heero said. With a pause, he looked at Duo.
"How is she?" she asked. Duo couldn't help but smile.
"Great," he said. "She looks great."
"Thanks," Heero sighed. He then frowned when he looked around the warehouse. "Where's the kid?"
"He's at his secondary assignment," Duo smiled. "Lucky guy."
"Why is he lucky?" Heero asked.
"Wouldn't you be when you had a chance to guard a lovely lady?" Duo said and regretted it. Heero's glare could make a hydrogen bomb seem like a firecracker. And Duo was ground zero.
"It seems that my luck had run out," Heero said. "Pray that it will return at the day of the job or we're all screwed." Duo merely gulped at the threat.
"Sure thing, He-man," he said. Heero stopped and looked at Duo.
"Duo, am I wearing a loincloth?" he asked. Duo shook his head in confusion. "Am I wearing a sword strap with a red cross? No? Am I carrying a large sword? Do I ride on a green tiger with yellow stripes?" Heero's voice was calm and steady.
"Um... no," Duo said.
"Then DO NOT CALL ME HE-MAN!" he raved. With that, the calmly walked back into the warehouse.
"I think the pressure's getting to him," Duo sighed and followed his fearless leader while.
** *
All he needed to do is watch her and see to her safety. Easy, right? Especially when you have Doctor J's training. No emotions to hinder the mission, no distractions to sway you from the objective. Do not get involved.
However, Jeremy didn't complete his training. He never wanted the life the Doctor gave him. It was like he was preparing for war. More likely, trying to start one.
But he tried to remove those thoughts from his mind and concentrate on his mission.
Keeping Mariemaia safe.
He had little worries for her in the morning. She's always with friends and after school goes to the Bellagio's museum. From what he saw the lady called Relena would not let anything happen to her.
It's the journey home that worried him so. Too much dangerous situations that could happen in the short distance from the Strip to her home.
Even as he followed her, there was this unsure feeling that something will happen. And he was not paranoid.
But his curiosity was peaked when she entered the hospital nearest to their home. Following her, he noticed that she had entered one of the private rooms.
"417," he muttered. He needed to check it out but he was still on duty. A couple of hours later, she emerged and exited the hospital. He followed her until she reached home.
Seeing that she was safely inside, Jeremy waited a few minutes and left.
He still had some things to do.
*** *
Relena inspected the new painting as they hung it in the museum. It was a painting of an angel protecting a fairy, with his arms around her and his wings enveloping her.
Ironically, it reminded her of herself.
"Nice painting," Dekim Junior said as he stood beside her. He was as cocky as his father was and even colder. Ever since she worked there he had his eye on here. It was only recently that they started dating.
"It is," she said softly. "It is taboo for the two beings to be together but somehow they had fallen in love."
"Must be the artist's own experience," Dekim Junior said.
"Probably," she whispered.
"So? Are we on tonight?" he asked.
"Of course," she said.
"I'll just see you tonight," he smiled and left. Relena merely looked back at the painting, oblivious to the time.
"That's a beautiful painting," a friendly voice said. Relena smiled genuinely as she heard her voice.
"It is," she turned to face her companion. "I'm glad you can make it."
"Me too," Mariemaia returned her smile. "You don't really like that creep do you?" Relena only sighed.
"Not much," she admitted.
"So why are you seeing him?"
"I have my reasons," Relena said. "How's your father?" Mariemaia looked sullen.
"No change," she said softly said.
"You still visit him every night?" Relena asked.
"One of these days you should meet him," Mariemaia said almost proudly. "He's the best father anyone could ever wish for."
"I know," Relena smiled. "I met him years ago."
"Really?" Mariemaia listened with interest.
"My brother was his best man to Une's wedding," she looked at the sixteen year old. "That was about eight years ago."
"I remember," Mariemaia suddenly looked at Relena in awe. "You were with that glaring man." Relena blushed slightly and smiled.
"Heero," she said softly.
"He glares too much," Mariemaia shivered.
"He's like that," Relena said.
"Where is he?" the young woman asked.
"We're... not in speaking terms," she said ruefully.
"Oh," Mariemaia was sympathetic. "Big fight?"
"Something like that," she sighed. "He's committed to his work. I hated that."
"Who does?" Mariemaia smiled. "If I get married I want to be with him as long as possible." She said it a trifle loud. "If he did have a job, I don't want it to be time consuming."
"Good luck at that," she said. "Are you going to college?"
"Yeah," Mariemaia sighed. "Criminology. Forensics."
"Good for you," Relena said. "I suppose I know the reason for it."
"You do," she sighed. "I really like this painting."
"It's for sale at one million," Relena said making Mariemaia grimace.
"My allowance wouldn't even cover it," she smiled. "Could you get me a copy of it?"
"Sure," Relena said. "Listen, I have dinner with Mr. All big and mighty. I'll see you around?"
"Sure," Mariemaia hugged her which Relena returned. "Take care of yourself."
"You too," she said and left. Mariemaia was left to admire the painting. Suddenly, someone was beside her. Usually she would be alarmed but she knew he was there.
"The Angel and the Fairy," the young man said softly. "Being of two different worlds who fell in love. Ironically, it's happening again."
"Pardon?" she asked as she turned to look at him. But he was gone. Mariemaia sighed and took one last look at the painting and headed home.
But before she exited the museum, she paused and said out loud.
"I'm going to wait as long as possible," she smiled. "Try not to do the same mistake your friend did to Relena." With that, she left.
In the corner of the museum, hidden behind a pillar, gray eyes were filled with confusion.
After a few moments of thought, he went about his job.
Still confused as hell.
*** ***
Heero was waiting for her. He sat by the bar, toying with his drink. The longer he waited, the longer it seemed that it was a bad idea.
There was too much pain in his heart he had recently discovered. Unfortunately, he discovered it when it had been crushed.
So many questions unanswered and only she could enlighten him.
He's been toying with his drink since he got there, looking at it deciding if he should drink it.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman in a red dress entered the restaurant. His head turned to see her.
How can a woman be elegant, beautiful and sexy was beyond him. Albeit, he never saw her this way before but almost three years could change a person.
He did. And he had already decided.
With a sigh, he emptied his glass with one gulp.
Standing up, she started to walk towards her.
All the while thinking it was a bad idea.
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End of 5.
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A/n: So? What do you think? Please review!
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"Heero, we need to talk," Duo said as he entered their secret warehouse. The others were finishing the replica of the vault.
"Hn," he merely nodded in acknowledgement and watched the work progress.
"Now," Duo said forcefully. Frowning, Heero nodded and followed him to the parking lot.
"What is it?" he asked. Duo sighed and looked at him sternly. But how could you glare at a person whose mere glance gives you the shivers?
But Duo was too miffed to care.
"Tell me this is not about her or I'll walk," he said in a harsh whisper. Heero merely raised an eyebrow to his accusations.
"About who?" Heero asked coolly.
"Relena," Duo glared.
"It is not," Heero said and began to return to the construction but Duo held his arm to stop him.
"Heero," he warned. Heero did what Duo never expected; he opened up.
"Not exactly," he said. "Do you remember the old days where the missions were important and we did them like we had nothing to lose?"
"Yeah?" Duo didn't know where this was headed.
"I ended up loosing something," he sighed. "Someone. Her."
"You never told us how it happened," Duo said silently, almost regretting attacking Heero like that.
"Even I don't understand what had happened," Heero said softly. "She just left without a word. I tried to find her but I never did."
"When did you know she was in Nevada?" Duo asked. Heero took out a clipping from his coat and gave it to Duo. It was a clipping of the Dekims with Une in the background. In the far right was Relena, looking at Dekim Junior. Her face was almost passive as if she was lonely.
And Duo knew what the source of that loneliness was. Hell, that source was glaring at him.
"This is not about screwing the guy who is screwing with your ex- girlfriend?" Duo asked.
"Ex-fiancé," Heero corrected. This was news to Duo. But Heero continued before he had a chance to question him. "And they are NOT sleeping together."
"How are you sure?" Duo asked. But Heero's patented Death Glare made him question no further. "But now we are stealing two things and when push come to shove you will have to choose. And remember, Relena doesn't split eleven ways."
"If everything goes to plan, I'm not the one who will make that choice," Heero said. With a pause, he looked at Duo.
"How is she?" she asked. Duo couldn't help but smile.
"Great," he said. "She looks great."
"Thanks," Heero sighed. He then frowned when he looked around the warehouse. "Where's the kid?"
"He's at his secondary assignment," Duo smiled. "Lucky guy."
"Why is he lucky?" Heero asked.
"Wouldn't you be when you had a chance to guard a lovely lady?" Duo said and regretted it. Heero's glare could make a hydrogen bomb seem like a firecracker. And Duo was ground zero.
"It seems that my luck had run out," Heero said. "Pray that it will return at the day of the job or we're all screwed." Duo merely gulped at the threat.
"Sure thing, He-man," he said. Heero stopped and looked at Duo.
"Duo, am I wearing a loincloth?" he asked. Duo shook his head in confusion. "Am I wearing a sword strap with a red cross? No? Am I carrying a large sword? Do I ride on a green tiger with yellow stripes?" Heero's voice was calm and steady.
"Um... no," Duo said.
"Then DO NOT CALL ME HE-MAN!" he raved. With that, the calmly walked back into the warehouse.
"I think the pressure's getting to him," Duo sighed and followed his fearless leader while.
** *
All he needed to do is watch her and see to her safety. Easy, right? Especially when you have Doctor J's training. No emotions to hinder the mission, no distractions to sway you from the objective. Do not get involved.
However, Jeremy didn't complete his training. He never wanted the life the Doctor gave him. It was like he was preparing for war. More likely, trying to start one.
But he tried to remove those thoughts from his mind and concentrate on his mission.
Keeping Mariemaia safe.
He had little worries for her in the morning. She's always with friends and after school goes to the Bellagio's museum. From what he saw the lady called Relena would not let anything happen to her.
It's the journey home that worried him so. Too much dangerous situations that could happen in the short distance from the Strip to her home.
Even as he followed her, there was this unsure feeling that something will happen. And he was not paranoid.
But his curiosity was peaked when she entered the hospital nearest to their home. Following her, he noticed that she had entered one of the private rooms.
"417," he muttered. He needed to check it out but he was still on duty. A couple of hours later, she emerged and exited the hospital. He followed her until she reached home.
Seeing that she was safely inside, Jeremy waited a few minutes and left.
He still had some things to do.
*** *
Relena inspected the new painting as they hung it in the museum. It was a painting of an angel protecting a fairy, with his arms around her and his wings enveloping her.
Ironically, it reminded her of herself.
"Nice painting," Dekim Junior said as he stood beside her. He was as cocky as his father was and even colder. Ever since she worked there he had his eye on here. It was only recently that they started dating.
"It is," she said softly. "It is taboo for the two beings to be together but somehow they had fallen in love."
"Must be the artist's own experience," Dekim Junior said.
"Probably," she whispered.
"So? Are we on tonight?" he asked.
"Of course," she said.
"I'll just see you tonight," he smiled and left. Relena merely looked back at the painting, oblivious to the time.
"That's a beautiful painting," a friendly voice said. Relena smiled genuinely as she heard her voice.
"It is," she turned to face her companion. "I'm glad you can make it."
"Me too," Mariemaia returned her smile. "You don't really like that creep do you?" Relena only sighed.
"Not much," she admitted.
"So why are you seeing him?"
"I have my reasons," Relena said. "How's your father?" Mariemaia looked sullen.
"No change," she said softly said.
"You still visit him every night?" Relena asked.
"One of these days you should meet him," Mariemaia said almost proudly. "He's the best father anyone could ever wish for."
"I know," Relena smiled. "I met him years ago."
"Really?" Mariemaia listened with interest.
"My brother was his best man to Une's wedding," she looked at the sixteen year old. "That was about eight years ago."
"I remember," Mariemaia suddenly looked at Relena in awe. "You were with that glaring man." Relena blushed slightly and smiled.
"Heero," she said softly.
"He glares too much," Mariemaia shivered.
"He's like that," Relena said.
"Where is he?" the young woman asked.
"We're... not in speaking terms," she said ruefully.
"Oh," Mariemaia was sympathetic. "Big fight?"
"Something like that," she sighed. "He's committed to his work. I hated that."
"Who does?" Mariemaia smiled. "If I get married I want to be with him as long as possible." She said it a trifle loud. "If he did have a job, I don't want it to be time consuming."
"Good luck at that," she said. "Are you going to college?"
"Yeah," Mariemaia sighed. "Criminology. Forensics."
"Good for you," Relena said. "I suppose I know the reason for it."
"You do," she sighed. "I really like this painting."
"It's for sale at one million," Relena said making Mariemaia grimace.
"My allowance wouldn't even cover it," she smiled. "Could you get me a copy of it?"
"Sure," Relena said. "Listen, I have dinner with Mr. All big and mighty. I'll see you around?"
"Sure," Mariemaia hugged her which Relena returned. "Take care of yourself."
"You too," she said and left. Mariemaia was left to admire the painting. Suddenly, someone was beside her. Usually she would be alarmed but she knew he was there.
"The Angel and the Fairy," the young man said softly. "Being of two different worlds who fell in love. Ironically, it's happening again."
"Pardon?" she asked as she turned to look at him. But he was gone. Mariemaia sighed and took one last look at the painting and headed home.
But before she exited the museum, she paused and said out loud.
"I'm going to wait as long as possible," she smiled. "Try not to do the same mistake your friend did to Relena." With that, she left.
In the corner of the museum, hidden behind a pillar, gray eyes were filled with confusion.
After a few moments of thought, he went about his job.
Still confused as hell.
*** ***
Heero was waiting for her. He sat by the bar, toying with his drink. The longer he waited, the longer it seemed that it was a bad idea.
There was too much pain in his heart he had recently discovered. Unfortunately, he discovered it when it had been crushed.
So many questions unanswered and only she could enlighten him.
He's been toying with his drink since he got there, looking at it deciding if he should drink it.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman in a red dress entered the restaurant. His head turned to see her.
How can a woman be elegant, beautiful and sexy was beyond him. Albeit, he never saw her this way before but almost three years could change a person.
He did. And he had already decided.
With a sigh, he emptied his glass with one gulp.
Standing up, she started to walk towards her.
All the while thinking it was a bad idea.
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End of 5.
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A/n: So? What do you think? Please review!