A/N: Okay, the beginning of this fic is going to start with a 'sort-of'
flashback- and I'm sorry that it just kinda jumps from one thing to another
from the last chapter to this. . . it's just that, I wrote out a whole load
of stuff before where I 'gradually' bought Duo into the scene, but then my
computer crashed and I hadn't saved it, and I couldn't be bothered to write
out the whole thing over again, so I'm just going to start this chapter
with her remembering. Though it doesn't really flow with the last chapter
like I said before. and now, I will shut my mouth. Lol- enjoy! Er.
hopefully. just don't fall asleep or anything.
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Small fragments of memory. . . queen of the world?
. . . Treize. . .
Who was Treize? And. . . Gundams. . . they were big. . . huge, and Heero was inside one. . . red, green, blue. . . blowing up practically everything in sight, with no consideration to what he killed.
And then. . .
The guy with the dark long braided hair, and dark brown sparkling eyes. . . so kind and gentle. . . he. . . she knew his name. . . she wasn't afraid of remembering this, she had to remember this. . .
. . . Duo
" Heero, what are you doing here? And who are you? Those are torpedoes, aren't they? I just want to know more about you. Talk to me, Heero!" She cried. ((And just in case you're confused, she is Relena.))
"Relena. . . "
"Heero. . . "
Suddenly Heero pointed his gun at Relena. "You know too much! Goodbye, Relena!"
Out of nowhere, someone else appears, and shoots Heero.
" Heero!"
Heero glares at the intruder, ignoring the gunshot wound in his arm, "Who?!"
The intruder points his gun at Heero. "Obviously you are the bad guy here, aren't you? Are you all right, Miss?"
Relena rushed over to help Heero, dismissing the man's question.. "Are you all right, Heero?"
Heero lunged for his gun, and Duo shot him again.
" Don't hurt yourself any further."
"That's enough. What do you have to hurt him for?" Cried Relena, shocked at why this intruder would want to hurt a poor innocent boy.
"Hey, wait a second. Damn, I'm the bad guy now. . . ?" He pondered, baffled at the girl's reaction to him just saving her damned life.
Relena bandaged Heero up with some material she tore from her ball gown.
Duo's alarm clock suddenly went off. "Oops, already here? I may have miscalculated the high tide. . . "
Relena spotted the Gundam "What is that. . . ?"
Duo pulled out a flare, and Relena turned away, and put her arm out in front of her eyes to shield them from the blinding light. "I can't let you see it. Miss, I don't know what's going on here, but you'd better go home now. It's for your own sake."
Heero lunged for the missiles.
" Hey, back off!" Warned an outraged Duo, as he shot at Heero again.
"That's my Mobile Suit!" Said Heero in monotone, seemingly with no emotion what so ever, as usual, to seeing his Gundam again after he had seen it fall into the depths of the ocean. He launched the missiles.
"What are you doing, bastard?!" Duo said as he fired at Heero again.
"This is. . . the end. . . Mission complete." Muttered Heero to himself as he plunged into the water, seemingly dead.
Meanwhile, the missiles hit Deathscythe and Wing. "He knows about the Gundams' self-destruct system. Is he the pilot of that Mobile Suit?" Said Duo in shock and frustration. How could he do that to his Gundam? The little son-of-a-bitch didn't have the right to blow up his Gundam like that!
" Who are these people?" Relena murmured to herself.
* *Snaps back to reality. * *
Duo? Duo. . . he wasn't the bad guy. . . he was trying to protect me. . . She tried to remember something else about the mysterious man, but all she could remember was that he wasn't bad, he was kind. He had helped her. . . ?
"Duo. . . Duo Maxwell. . . "
"Duo?"
What on earth would make her want to talk to Duo? How could she remember nothing about him, but everything about Duo? But he could very well be being paranoid. . . maybe she just remembered odd names.
His head was spinning. . . in the last 24 hours, she had recovered yet another fragment of her memory. She wouldn't tell anyone when it was, what year, what century, what era. She wouldn't tell them anything.
Heero sighed. Since the wars with the Gundams and Mobile suits, this lifetime. . . seemed different, almost as if he were a normal boy again. But he wasn't. He couldn't act like a normal human being. He had tried many times, but failed miserably. He stared at her, watching her without speaking.
She just gazed back at him coldly, and repeated Duo's name.
"Do you remember Duo, Relena? Would you like us to call him?" Milliardo asked urgently- there was always the chance the meeting Duo would allow her to recover more fragments of memories.
"NO!" Cried Heero suddenly. "I mean, why do you need to call Duo? She's still sick. . ."
But before he could finish his sentence Relena interrupted him.
"Look- Heero, I don't remember you, all I remember of me, and you, is when you said you wanted to kill me at school when I handed you an invitation to my birthday party- which you shredded. Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want to remember all the crap you probably, and most likely seem to have put me through? I don't want to remember! I. . . I want to meet Duo!" Relena finished confidently, looking at Milliardo for support, feeling dazed and began swaying a little as her vision blurred and the went back to normal.
She had decided that he didn't need to hear about when he had saved her on. . . Libra. That would show, however vaguely, that she still had some feelings for him. That she too had weaknesses.
And with that, she dragged herself out of bed, wincing as the cold of the hospital room chilled her bare legs, and began walking towards to the door, but Milliardo intercepted her.
"Relena-"
"No, I don't want to hear it. I'm sorry. Please, you suggested it after all, Milliardo. Please let me talk to him. I have so many things I need to ask. . . "
She was breathing heavily, and swayed slightly, putting her right hand out to steady herself against the wall.
So much to remember. . . she never had weird mood swings like this. . . she had no right to talk to them like that though. . . no, no right. . . angry. . . she felt so angry. . .
And then she collapsed on the cold hard floor of the hospital bedroom.
* * *
"Relena? Relena. . . are you okay? Talk to me. . . "
A face. swimming in her vision. . . focus! Relena mentally ordered the vision. . . ow! My head. . . okay. . . dark brown braided hair, black cap, blue eyes. . . Duo?
"Duo. . ." She whispered softly. "I need to ask you. . ."
"Shut up, Relena!" Relena knew he meant this kindly, "You're in no condition to talk. Rest for a while, I'll be here when you wake up, okay? Doc! Hey Doctor, get in here!"
* * *
"Don't worry Mr. Maxwell, she only collapsed because of her head injuries. . . she should be fine in no time, but I would advise you not to wake her up any time soon. You should wait a few hours, let her rest." The doctor advised.
"Okay, thanks. Thanks a lot."
The doctor left, and Duo finally went back into Relena's room.
"Heero. . . "
He stayed by the door, hoping to get a reply from his old friend. . . when he had found out that Heero was alive, why. . . he was so utterly shocked. . . and so. . . relieved. He couldn't bear to see Relena hurt, and he knew she'd been hurting when Heero was presumed dead. But now he was back, this was the perfect chance to get them together again. His thoughts suddenly went back to the telephone conversation with his so called dead friend-
"Hello?"
"Duo. . ."
"Yup, that's me. . . who's speaking?"
"Duo, it's me. . . Heero. . ."
Duo nearly dropped the phone from shock. When he had first heard that voice on the phone, he thought it was familiar. . . but Heero? Heero should be dead! After all the shit he put Relena through! How could he. . . He had to be dead- It was so much better that way. . .
"Look, whoever you are, you don't joke about things like that. . . Heero's dead buddy, now get lost."
"No! Wait, please. . . look, Duo. . . Relena's in hospital-"
"What? Is she okay? What the hell happened? Why didn't anyone-"
"Shut up a minute, okay? Look- she has amnesia. . . but the. . . the only person she wants to see now is you."
Duo couldn't stand the bitter disappointment in Heero's voice. He still wasn't convinced that it was Heero, but if Relena was in hospital. . . well, he might not be lying.
"Heero. . . I can imagine how disappointed you are, but you have to understand. . . after you died. . . well, after we thought you died, Relena and I became really close friends. . ."
"I don't care, just get your butt down here." Heero's voice was cold as steel, harsh, unforgiving.
Down where? Which hospital? Damnit! He thought. That was so like Heero! Well. . . time to trace the phone call. . . It probably wasn't Heero anyway. . .
Seeing Heero there, by Relena, nearly all of the time, just sitting there gazing at her beautiful face made Duo realise what an idiot Heero was. How could he dare to hurt her so much? Such a fragile creature. so beautiful and kind. He didn't have the guts to show her his love when she was awake. She didn't deserve the treatment she got from Heero. He knew Heero loved her, probably more than he had loved anyone in his whole life- he could tell by the scene of affection he saw in front of him, but why did he insist on being like that? Why couldn't he just end all her suffering and tell her he loved her? They so badly deserve to be happy after the accident. . .
"Heero, look at me damnit!" Duo burst out, frustrated by his friend's utter lack of response, "It's not my fault we were such good friends! After you. . . you went away, she needed someone. . . but I swear Heero, I swear I didn't touch her."
He turned around, facing him. Glared at the braided mechanic for a few seconds, and then turned back towards Relena's sleeping form and held her hand tightly as he had been doing for the past few hours.
God! The asshole! Who the hell did he think he was? There Duo was, bending head over heals to try and make everything work out between them, and there Heero was, being as ungrateful and contemptuous as ever.
Without properly knowing what he was doing, he walked over to Heero, pulled at him by his jacket, turned him around roughly, and punched his face as hard as he could.
"That Heero, old buddy, " he said sarcastically, "was for all the crap you put Relena through. . ."
Then, still clutching the back of his jacket, kneed him in the groin.
"And that," he said, stepping backwards and catching Heero's eye, "is for being such an asshole for your whole damn miserable life."
And with that, he strode out of the room, leaving Heero to drown in his own misery.
* * *
"I'm so glad you're okay, Relena! I would have come sooner, but I had no idea." Duo had pushed his earlier encounter with Heero to the back of his mind and was trying to concentrate solely on Relena, ignoring the Perfect Soldier, who was sitting despondently in the corner of the room.
"No, it's fine, really." Relena smiled at him and he felt more at ease, even if he was sitting in the same room as the guy he'd just had a rather nasty and one-sided fight with, "Look, I just wanted to ask some questions. . . I mean. . . okay, what are Gundams? And Libra? I just keep getting these. . . brief glimpses, I suppose, of memory, and I have no idea what to make of them."
Duo had spoken to Milliardo before Relena had woken up about how much he should reveal to her, and he was told that he shouldn't tell her anything about the war. If he could help, he should try and not talk about anything in too much detail- all she remembered, she should remember on her own.
But how could he do that?
"Hey, Relena," Duo really didn't know what to say, "That's just, sad, depressing stuff that you really don't need to know about." He paused, searching for words, a change of subject, anything, "Let's talk about you! How are you?"
She stared at him in disbelief, and suddenly laughed. "I'm sick of everyone censoring my life, the things I want to know, the things I want to find out. Maybe I should just not remember anything if my life was so depressing. Maybe I should just forget all you guys and start and new life, somewhere else, away from all of you."
"Relena, please. . . don't say that." Heero suddenly murmured from the other side of the room, his face hidden by his brown hair. He walked over to her, and just stood there motionless, as though waiting for something. Milliardo nodded to Duo and they left the room. Though rather reluctantly.
Heero sat down in the chair. He took a deep breath. Maybe he should just get everything out now, because Duo could go and ruin it all and perhaps even tell her how much he loved her (and Heero had a niggling suspicion that Duo did indeed love her), and how much Heero didn't deserve her.
"Relena. . . I. . . well, before I. . . went away, you may not remember. . ."
He breathed in again. Okay, this should be easier than it used to be. She doesn't have any idea what a cold and heartless person I. . . I was. I can start over. I have a chance to start over. I can take her to the cliff, and perhaps if, for once in my life, I'm lucky, she'll remember. I have no idea why she should. . . but it's worth a shot.
"We were so close. I don't want to spoil what we had, I don't want you to hate me-"
"But what choice do I have?" She interrupted in a barely audible voice. "I feel. . . I know, that you've hurt me so much in the past. . . I remembered so clearly when. . . when you said that you would kill me. . ."
"But Relena!" He took her hand and held it up to his lips, kissing it softly, forgetting his nervousness and previous restraint around her. "That was such a long time ago! Don't you remember some of the good times? When I swore I would protect you? We didn't know each other back then when we were at school. when I said that, it was a completely different lifetime to this one. There's always a choice, Relena. Please."
"But I'm so afraid. . ." She said, tears building up in her clear blue eyes. They were always clear blue, Heero thought, never changed, or grew cloudy. Always simple, beautiful, clear blue eyes.
"You were before, too. . . but you gave me the chance to prove myself to you. . ."
"And did you?" She asked, tears now streaming down her face, for a reason that was vague, even to her.
She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, she wanted him to know that he held the power to hurt her so much, she wanted to tell him that she was afraid of being hurt by him again as she had been so many times before. . . but what was the use?
He could do nothing but look at her, hoping that perhaps his eyes would give away all the love he held for her in his heart. The love that was locked away in his inert heart, that he had lost the key to when he was barely an adolescent human being, made to train to become a Gundam pilot. All the love the she deserved, but the love he didn't know how to give and show. But suddenly, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
He slapped her cheek gently thinking that it was nothing more than a headache. What the hell was wrong though? Her eyes wouldn't come back into focus.
"Relena. . . ? Relena! Relena!"
She suddenly tensed and began twitching violently in her bed.
He let go of her hand and bolted out of the door. Something was wrong. . . so very wrong.
"Doctor! DOCTOR!!!"
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Okay, so. . . oh the suspense (I love that word- hehe). . . man I love writing this fic, there's so much I can do with it. . . but don't worry ::sigh:: she won't die this time either. . . Heero will just realise some stuff, and then realise that he has to do some other stuff, and then take her some place, and then some stuff will happen. . . but hey, I'm already spoiling the whole thing, but please review! I would love to know what you think so far!
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Small fragments of memory. . . queen of the world?
. . . Treize. . .
Who was Treize? And. . . Gundams. . . they were big. . . huge, and Heero was inside one. . . red, green, blue. . . blowing up practically everything in sight, with no consideration to what he killed.
And then. . .
The guy with the dark long braided hair, and dark brown sparkling eyes. . . so kind and gentle. . . he. . . she knew his name. . . she wasn't afraid of remembering this, she had to remember this. . .
. . . Duo
" Heero, what are you doing here? And who are you? Those are torpedoes, aren't they? I just want to know more about you. Talk to me, Heero!" She cried. ((And just in case you're confused, she is Relena.))
"Relena. . . "
"Heero. . . "
Suddenly Heero pointed his gun at Relena. "You know too much! Goodbye, Relena!"
Out of nowhere, someone else appears, and shoots Heero.
" Heero!"
Heero glares at the intruder, ignoring the gunshot wound in his arm, "Who?!"
The intruder points his gun at Heero. "Obviously you are the bad guy here, aren't you? Are you all right, Miss?"
Relena rushed over to help Heero, dismissing the man's question.. "Are you all right, Heero?"
Heero lunged for his gun, and Duo shot him again.
" Don't hurt yourself any further."
"That's enough. What do you have to hurt him for?" Cried Relena, shocked at why this intruder would want to hurt a poor innocent boy.
"Hey, wait a second. Damn, I'm the bad guy now. . . ?" He pondered, baffled at the girl's reaction to him just saving her damned life.
Relena bandaged Heero up with some material she tore from her ball gown.
Duo's alarm clock suddenly went off. "Oops, already here? I may have miscalculated the high tide. . . "
Relena spotted the Gundam "What is that. . . ?"
Duo pulled out a flare, and Relena turned away, and put her arm out in front of her eyes to shield them from the blinding light. "I can't let you see it. Miss, I don't know what's going on here, but you'd better go home now. It's for your own sake."
Heero lunged for the missiles.
" Hey, back off!" Warned an outraged Duo, as he shot at Heero again.
"That's my Mobile Suit!" Said Heero in monotone, seemingly with no emotion what so ever, as usual, to seeing his Gundam again after he had seen it fall into the depths of the ocean. He launched the missiles.
"What are you doing, bastard?!" Duo said as he fired at Heero again.
"This is. . . the end. . . Mission complete." Muttered Heero to himself as he plunged into the water, seemingly dead.
Meanwhile, the missiles hit Deathscythe and Wing. "He knows about the Gundams' self-destruct system. Is he the pilot of that Mobile Suit?" Said Duo in shock and frustration. How could he do that to his Gundam? The little son-of-a-bitch didn't have the right to blow up his Gundam like that!
" Who are these people?" Relena murmured to herself.
* *Snaps back to reality. * *
Duo? Duo. . . he wasn't the bad guy. . . he was trying to protect me. . . She tried to remember something else about the mysterious man, but all she could remember was that he wasn't bad, he was kind. He had helped her. . . ?
"Duo. . . Duo Maxwell. . . "
"Duo?"
What on earth would make her want to talk to Duo? How could she remember nothing about him, but everything about Duo? But he could very well be being paranoid. . . maybe she just remembered odd names.
His head was spinning. . . in the last 24 hours, she had recovered yet another fragment of her memory. She wouldn't tell anyone when it was, what year, what century, what era. She wouldn't tell them anything.
Heero sighed. Since the wars with the Gundams and Mobile suits, this lifetime. . . seemed different, almost as if he were a normal boy again. But he wasn't. He couldn't act like a normal human being. He had tried many times, but failed miserably. He stared at her, watching her without speaking.
She just gazed back at him coldly, and repeated Duo's name.
"Do you remember Duo, Relena? Would you like us to call him?" Milliardo asked urgently- there was always the chance the meeting Duo would allow her to recover more fragments of memories.
"NO!" Cried Heero suddenly. "I mean, why do you need to call Duo? She's still sick. . ."
But before he could finish his sentence Relena interrupted him.
"Look- Heero, I don't remember you, all I remember of me, and you, is when you said you wanted to kill me at school when I handed you an invitation to my birthday party- which you shredded. Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want to remember all the crap you probably, and most likely seem to have put me through? I don't want to remember! I. . . I want to meet Duo!" Relena finished confidently, looking at Milliardo for support, feeling dazed and began swaying a little as her vision blurred and the went back to normal.
She had decided that he didn't need to hear about when he had saved her on. . . Libra. That would show, however vaguely, that she still had some feelings for him. That she too had weaknesses.
And with that, she dragged herself out of bed, wincing as the cold of the hospital room chilled her bare legs, and began walking towards to the door, but Milliardo intercepted her.
"Relena-"
"No, I don't want to hear it. I'm sorry. Please, you suggested it after all, Milliardo. Please let me talk to him. I have so many things I need to ask. . . "
She was breathing heavily, and swayed slightly, putting her right hand out to steady herself against the wall.
So much to remember. . . she never had weird mood swings like this. . . she had no right to talk to them like that though. . . no, no right. . . angry. . . she felt so angry. . .
And then she collapsed on the cold hard floor of the hospital bedroom.
* * *
"Relena? Relena. . . are you okay? Talk to me. . . "
A face. swimming in her vision. . . focus! Relena mentally ordered the vision. . . ow! My head. . . okay. . . dark brown braided hair, black cap, blue eyes. . . Duo?
"Duo. . ." She whispered softly. "I need to ask you. . ."
"Shut up, Relena!" Relena knew he meant this kindly, "You're in no condition to talk. Rest for a while, I'll be here when you wake up, okay? Doc! Hey Doctor, get in here!"
* * *
"Don't worry Mr. Maxwell, she only collapsed because of her head injuries. . . she should be fine in no time, but I would advise you not to wake her up any time soon. You should wait a few hours, let her rest." The doctor advised.
"Okay, thanks. Thanks a lot."
The doctor left, and Duo finally went back into Relena's room.
"Heero. . . "
He stayed by the door, hoping to get a reply from his old friend. . . when he had found out that Heero was alive, why. . . he was so utterly shocked. . . and so. . . relieved. He couldn't bear to see Relena hurt, and he knew she'd been hurting when Heero was presumed dead. But now he was back, this was the perfect chance to get them together again. His thoughts suddenly went back to the telephone conversation with his so called dead friend-
"Hello?"
"Duo. . ."
"Yup, that's me. . . who's speaking?"
"Duo, it's me. . . Heero. . ."
Duo nearly dropped the phone from shock. When he had first heard that voice on the phone, he thought it was familiar. . . but Heero? Heero should be dead! After all the shit he put Relena through! How could he. . . He had to be dead- It was so much better that way. . .
"Look, whoever you are, you don't joke about things like that. . . Heero's dead buddy, now get lost."
"No! Wait, please. . . look, Duo. . . Relena's in hospital-"
"What? Is she okay? What the hell happened? Why didn't anyone-"
"Shut up a minute, okay? Look- she has amnesia. . . but the. . . the only person she wants to see now is you."
Duo couldn't stand the bitter disappointment in Heero's voice. He still wasn't convinced that it was Heero, but if Relena was in hospital. . . well, he might not be lying.
"Heero. . . I can imagine how disappointed you are, but you have to understand. . . after you died. . . well, after we thought you died, Relena and I became really close friends. . ."
"I don't care, just get your butt down here." Heero's voice was cold as steel, harsh, unforgiving.
Down where? Which hospital? Damnit! He thought. That was so like Heero! Well. . . time to trace the phone call. . . It probably wasn't Heero anyway. . .
Seeing Heero there, by Relena, nearly all of the time, just sitting there gazing at her beautiful face made Duo realise what an idiot Heero was. How could he dare to hurt her so much? Such a fragile creature. so beautiful and kind. He didn't have the guts to show her his love when she was awake. She didn't deserve the treatment she got from Heero. He knew Heero loved her, probably more than he had loved anyone in his whole life- he could tell by the scene of affection he saw in front of him, but why did he insist on being like that? Why couldn't he just end all her suffering and tell her he loved her? They so badly deserve to be happy after the accident. . .
"Heero, look at me damnit!" Duo burst out, frustrated by his friend's utter lack of response, "It's not my fault we were such good friends! After you. . . you went away, she needed someone. . . but I swear Heero, I swear I didn't touch her."
He turned around, facing him. Glared at the braided mechanic for a few seconds, and then turned back towards Relena's sleeping form and held her hand tightly as he had been doing for the past few hours.
God! The asshole! Who the hell did he think he was? There Duo was, bending head over heals to try and make everything work out between them, and there Heero was, being as ungrateful and contemptuous as ever.
Without properly knowing what he was doing, he walked over to Heero, pulled at him by his jacket, turned him around roughly, and punched his face as hard as he could.
"That Heero, old buddy, " he said sarcastically, "was for all the crap you put Relena through. . ."
Then, still clutching the back of his jacket, kneed him in the groin.
"And that," he said, stepping backwards and catching Heero's eye, "is for being such an asshole for your whole damn miserable life."
And with that, he strode out of the room, leaving Heero to drown in his own misery.
* * *
"I'm so glad you're okay, Relena! I would have come sooner, but I had no idea." Duo had pushed his earlier encounter with Heero to the back of his mind and was trying to concentrate solely on Relena, ignoring the Perfect Soldier, who was sitting despondently in the corner of the room.
"No, it's fine, really." Relena smiled at him and he felt more at ease, even if he was sitting in the same room as the guy he'd just had a rather nasty and one-sided fight with, "Look, I just wanted to ask some questions. . . I mean. . . okay, what are Gundams? And Libra? I just keep getting these. . . brief glimpses, I suppose, of memory, and I have no idea what to make of them."
Duo had spoken to Milliardo before Relena had woken up about how much he should reveal to her, and he was told that he shouldn't tell her anything about the war. If he could help, he should try and not talk about anything in too much detail- all she remembered, she should remember on her own.
But how could he do that?
"Hey, Relena," Duo really didn't know what to say, "That's just, sad, depressing stuff that you really don't need to know about." He paused, searching for words, a change of subject, anything, "Let's talk about you! How are you?"
She stared at him in disbelief, and suddenly laughed. "I'm sick of everyone censoring my life, the things I want to know, the things I want to find out. Maybe I should just not remember anything if my life was so depressing. Maybe I should just forget all you guys and start and new life, somewhere else, away from all of you."
"Relena, please. . . don't say that." Heero suddenly murmured from the other side of the room, his face hidden by his brown hair. He walked over to her, and just stood there motionless, as though waiting for something. Milliardo nodded to Duo and they left the room. Though rather reluctantly.
Heero sat down in the chair. He took a deep breath. Maybe he should just get everything out now, because Duo could go and ruin it all and perhaps even tell her how much he loved her (and Heero had a niggling suspicion that Duo did indeed love her), and how much Heero didn't deserve her.
"Relena. . . I. . . well, before I. . . went away, you may not remember. . ."
He breathed in again. Okay, this should be easier than it used to be. She doesn't have any idea what a cold and heartless person I. . . I was. I can start over. I have a chance to start over. I can take her to the cliff, and perhaps if, for once in my life, I'm lucky, she'll remember. I have no idea why she should. . . but it's worth a shot.
"We were so close. I don't want to spoil what we had, I don't want you to hate me-"
"But what choice do I have?" She interrupted in a barely audible voice. "I feel. . . I know, that you've hurt me so much in the past. . . I remembered so clearly when. . . when you said that you would kill me. . ."
"But Relena!" He took her hand and held it up to his lips, kissing it softly, forgetting his nervousness and previous restraint around her. "That was such a long time ago! Don't you remember some of the good times? When I swore I would protect you? We didn't know each other back then when we were at school. when I said that, it was a completely different lifetime to this one. There's always a choice, Relena. Please."
"But I'm so afraid. . ." She said, tears building up in her clear blue eyes. They were always clear blue, Heero thought, never changed, or grew cloudy. Always simple, beautiful, clear blue eyes.
"You were before, too. . . but you gave me the chance to prove myself to you. . ."
"And did you?" She asked, tears now streaming down her face, for a reason that was vague, even to her.
She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, she wanted him to know that he held the power to hurt her so much, she wanted to tell him that she was afraid of being hurt by him again as she had been so many times before. . . but what was the use?
He could do nothing but look at her, hoping that perhaps his eyes would give away all the love he held for her in his heart. The love that was locked away in his inert heart, that he had lost the key to when he was barely an adolescent human being, made to train to become a Gundam pilot. All the love the she deserved, but the love he didn't know how to give and show. But suddenly, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
He slapped her cheek gently thinking that it was nothing more than a headache. What the hell was wrong though? Her eyes wouldn't come back into focus.
"Relena. . . ? Relena! Relena!"
She suddenly tensed and began twitching violently in her bed.
He let go of her hand and bolted out of the door. Something was wrong. . . so very wrong.
"Doctor! DOCTOR!!!"
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Okay, so. . . oh the suspense (I love that word- hehe). . . man I love writing this fic, there's so much I can do with it. . . but don't worry ::sigh:: she won't die this time either. . . Heero will just realise some stuff, and then realise that he has to do some other stuff, and then take her some place, and then some stuff will happen. . . but hey, I'm already spoiling the whole thing, but please review! I would love to know what you think so far!