Disclaimers: I don't own anything, thank you veddy veddy much.
Warnings: R+1, stubborn Relena, constructive Relena-bashing-at least I try to make it constructive instead of the usually harsh bashing *shrug*, Shonen Ai/Yaoi: 2+1/2x1 (because I believe in a sensitive Heero), 3+4; maybe yuri, depends on how you look at it, mild language, romance, lil drama, sap, uh...I think that covers it.
Notes: Yeah, R+1 (ack!), but it's not what you think! Um.please ignore my grammatical errors -_-; Thank you's at the bottom.
Oh, I didn't do this on the first chapter cause silly me, I totally forgot, but this piece of fiction is dedicated to my friend YUME MAXWELL-YUY who talks to me about whatever, reviews my stories, and helped me with the title-which I like very much.
Arigato Yume-chan!
Enjoy!
("...")- indicates a telephone conversation, other line /.../- flashback thing
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Matte Kudasai Heero
Part 2: Until Hope Called
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Tuesday was uneventful for Heero, he ended up going to those speeches with Relena and the other politicians. After that, they were invited to a party, and they went. All Heero could say about them was 'boring as hell'. Or perhaps, hell wasn't as boring as that.
Wednesday the two left for L3, not much happened in the business meeting. They left that night in one piece. Once on the shuttle away from the flashing cameras, they settled in their seats. The seats were set three in a row, Heero always took the side with the window, and leaving an empty space in the middle, Relena took the end seat. Heero requested it. Relena tried again to talk to Heero.
"Would you prefer a white or black tuxedo?"
"..."
"I'm assuming black."
"..."
"Well, I had planned on having a pink dress--" Heero cringed, "but if you're going to wear black, then it wouldn't work out. So I'll get a white dress."
"..."
"The cake is going to be pink, so are the bride's maids. I've chosen Quatre to be your best man, I hope you don't mind too much, Heero."
"..."
"I spoke to Mr. Winner this morning before we left...he suggested that you have a bachelor party Friday night. He is preparing for it as we speak."
"..."
"The wedding's going to be held in a chapel not to far from the estate..."
"..."
"After the ceremony is done with, we are going to have everyone come over to our house for refreshments posing as the reception."
"..."
"Then we leave for the honeymoon..."
"..."
"I've chosen--"
"Relena, please leave me alone right now..." Heero said monotonously looking out the window.
The girl sighed, she knew she was losing him...and it was fast from what she sensed, that's why she had to hurry and get the bonding ceremony over with, so she won't lose him, ever. Relena stood up and walked to the trio of seats in front of Heero. It was the least she could do.
She loved him dearly, but he did not return her emotional gesture.
What was she going to do with him?
When that day was done and over, Heero locked himself in his room as Relena began decorating the chapel on Thursday. That night the Japanese boy cried himself to sleep again. Melancholy freely casting over his body again. What was he to do?
Friday, Heero was tailored for the tuxedo. He had to restrain from shooting the poor old man for touching him. The tailor was a kind fellow, and it would be a pity if Heero shot him. After the tailoring was finished, Heero locked himself in his room.
He threw himself on the bed and gazed out the window again.
Why did he do it anyway? It wouldn't help him. Why must he always stare out of that damned window?
Heero hoisted himself off the bed. He had to get away. He had to leave Relena. He didn't want to get married.
The Asian walked into the bathroom. He opened a drawer and pulled out a sharp, lustrous, fairly new object. He had never used it before, but he still kept it up in his room just in case. And this was the case. He pulled his left sleeve up and held the object against his wrist. He didn't really want to do this either, but he would rather hurt himself than put up with Relena. Heero drew in a deep breath then turn the blade to the sharp side.
".........Duo..."
He did it. He said the name that hadn't been allowed in the household. It felt good.
"...Duo, I miss you........."
Heero closed his eyes and began to press the blade's edge into his wrist, "Duo.........."
*knockknock*
Heero jumped and covered his mouth allowing the knife to fall to the floor.
Who could it be?
Did Relena somehow hear him say his ex-lover's name?
"Heero, it's Quatre..." a soft voice said from outside.
The Japanese boy picked up the knife and quickly placed it back into the drawer. He walked to the door and opened it, "Quatre?"
"Hai, Relena instructed that I get you so we can treat you to a bachelor party." the blond smiled, he was just as tall as him and just as he remembered the Arabian. Heero nodded. The blond peeked into the room, there was hardly anything in it. Just a large window, dresser, bed, and bathroom. "Come on then." said the aqua-eyed boy and led Heero downstairs.
Quatre noted that the Japanese boy was thin--no...emancipated, he was sure that if Heero were shirtless, you could count all of his ribs and joints without any problems. His pale skin was almost as white as Dorothy's, his dark blue eyes seemed depressed for they were not as intense as they used to be which prevented the full affect of his glare, but the mop on his head remained unruly and messy as ever. "Relena-sama was so nice, she lent us a room right across from yours."
"Aa..." Heero replied. He was more comfortable with Quatre, they were...friends...
"Many guest have arrived and more soon to come."
"Aa..."
"It's good to see you, Heero-kun. How have you been? Are you looking forward to the wedding?" Quatre clamped his hands over his mouth, that was the stupidest question he had ever asked! He kicked himself mentally.
Heero looked down at the ground.
"Gomen, Heero...I didn't--"
"It's alright, just forget it."
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Duo paced back and forth in the little room whose occupants were himself, Trowa, and Quatre. He wanted to leave and see Heero, but he had to stay in the room until the wedding. He didn't want Relena to find him. Tomorrow was the day, tomorrow was when Heero and Relena would be wedded, eternally betrothed. The American wanted to do something to stop it now, but he couldn't do anything at this time, he would have to wait until tomorrow. He had been here since Wednesday, and he knew that Heero's room was right across from his. It was driving him insane, he was so close to him. Not even yards away, and Heero didn't even know...
Just yesterday at around midnight while Trowa and Quatre were out socializing with the other guest, he had sneaked out to the entrance to Heero's room. Right passed it was his angel. It was hard to believe that the thin wooden door was the only physical barrier keeping him from the Japanese boy. Since the doors were not thick, he could hear every thing in the room, he heard a rare sound. A sad sound...a whimpering sound...a...*crying* sound. Heero was crying! Duo used every bit of will power he had to restrained himself from breaking the door and running to comfort the emotionally injured boy.
"Heero..." he whispered once the sobs faded. What caused Heero to shed tears? Duo didn't know, he hoped that Heero would be alright, he slid down to the floor and drifted to sleep. "Heero..."
Luckily, Trowa had gotten the braided boy into their room before Relena walked down the hall.
Duo picked up his cell phone and speed dialed Quatre.
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*ringring*
Quatre flipped open the communicable device as he and Heero exited the house, "Hello?"
("Quat! I can't take it anymore! I want to see him!")
The blond looked around nervously, Heero saw this, "Something wrong?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
Quatre shook his head.
("That was him! Wasn't it! Heero...Heero nan da ne[1]! Wasn't it Quatre!") Duo said almost frantically, ("Quat, just let me talk to him...I haven't heard his voice in two years, let me talk to him!")
Once again, Quatre bit his lower lip, should he let Duo talk to the one person that he lives for?
("Quat let me hear his voice, I won't tell him anything. I just want to say 'hi'.") Duo said more collectively, ("Quatre, just let me talk to him...onegai?")
"I...I can't, I have to go."
("Nani??? Oh, that's cold man, real cold.")
"Gomen nasai, I'll talk to you later."
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("Gomen nasai, I'll talk to you later.") Quatre replied. Duo heard a car door open, ran to the window and looked out. He saw one of his best friends standing right there next to Heero. He could see them getting ready to step into the car, Quatre holding the small cell to his ear.
"Quat! Nonono! Quat, I just need to hear him, just this once." Duo said pressing his free hand against the window.
("I can't, Trowa said--")
"I don't care what Trowa says right now! I want to talk to Heero! That's all, why won't you let me talk to him?" Duo asked.
("Trowa says not to, and I'd listen to him if I were you.")
"That doesn't explain why I can't talk to him." Duo glared at the blond through the thick glass.
("Frankly, I don't know why. I'm sorry, I have to go...gomen nasai.")
*click*
Duo stared at the phone, "Bitch!" he yelled, not implied to Quatre, more as an outburst. He dropped the device and pounded on the window, "HEERO!"
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Quatre hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. Heero entered the limo on the left side and closed the door behind him. The Arabic boy looked up at his room and wasn't the least bit surprised to see an angry Duo yelling from the inside. Good thing Relena was out with Dorothy and the other girls. If Relena found him, he would never get to see Heero for sure. Still, the boy was upset with himself for not fulfilling Duo's small request.
"Who was that Quatre?" Heero asked quietly habitually gazing out the window, "I heard my name."
"Just a friend, don't worry about it."
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Deathscythe's ex-pilot watched the car depart from the circle drive. Nothing he could do now, Heero and Quatre had left, but he didn't know where. Duo retrieved his phone and placed it in the pocket of his pants. He so badly wanted to see the Asian youth, but he couldn't, not until tomorrow at least. It was a stupid plan in Duo's opinion. Trowa didn't want Duo to have anything to do with Heero until Saturday, why? He didn't know, he only guessed to either have a greater shocking outcome, or because there might be a chance that the other guest/Relena would see them together. Maybe both, but Duo still thought it was stupid. There was nothing to do except...
Duo slipped out of his room and into Heero's, of course after picking the lock.
It was dark. He tried to flip on the light, but no dice, they wouldn't come on. He noticed the dust on the switch, it hadn't been touched in a while. He walked over to the bed which was next to the window, he ran his fingers over the mattress, and he could still smell the tangy scent of salty tears from last night as he inhaled the white sheets' perfume of Heero. The scent was so familiar and pleasant. No one would mind..., thought Duo as he lay himself on the still warm bed. It felt so good. He closed his eyes and imagined the Japanese boy sleeping soundly.
"Heero..."
Duo got up from the bed and averted his attention to the tall dresser, he opened it. He chuckled, the only contents in the wardrobe were a couple of dress suits, a pair of blue jeans, a couple of tank tops, and spandex. How Heero. At the bottom were a pair of yellow sneakers and a laptop.
"Laptop?" Duo bent down to take a closer look. Swiping gray residue off of it with his fingers, the American touched the computer, "Damn, this thing has more dust on it than those encyclopedias that Quat has lyin' around the place!" Duo said to himself, "It looks like no one's touched it in years..." he grinned, "What are the chances?" he said then wrote something in the dust. That's right, what *are* the chances? What are the chances that he would look? One in a million, right? Duo closed the dresser and left the room. He pulled out his cell and called Wufei.
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Relena slumped back against the soft chair as she gulfed down the liquid in her shot glass.
"What number is that?" Noin asked.
"Issss my fffiiipppttyyttteerrdddd." Relena slurred.
"Relena-san, perhaps you shouldn't drink so much..." a girl with dark hair said.
"Hilde, I'll drink as much as I please, thank you."
"You're going to get a hangover on your wedding day."
Relena shot a glare at Dorothy, who had just spoken. She had a point, so she set her shot glass down on the table. The girls plus Catherine, Sally, Noin, and Lady Une were all sitting in a circle at a random bar.
"Relena, I don't mean to pry, but I saw Heero earlier, and he doesn't look all that good." Sally said.
"What do you mean?" Relena asked, "He's gorgeous, anyone can see that."
Sally agreed, the Asian was very attractive, "Demo, does he eat?"
"Of course, he never ever finishes his plate, not even once in the time we have been together, but he does eat." Relena replied casually, "Why?"
"He looks under fed."
Relena glared, "What are you implying? He has access to the refrigerator!"
"No, no, never mind, forget I asked."
"He looks wonderful...! I can't wait to see our children! Blue eyes and light brown hair...I'll call the girl Relena Jr. and the boy Heero Jr." Relena said cheerfully, "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!"
"...How many do you plan to have?" the older women, Une, asked.
"Oh...I don't know...five, seven, fifteen?" Relena said looking through the bottom of her shot glass, "Are these bifocals cool or what???" Relena asked.
Sally pried the glass from Relena's fingers.
"Hey!"
"Five, seven, or fifteen?"
"...Yep!"
"Do you even know *how* to take care of a kid?" Catherine asked.
"...Nope!"
"Does Heero?"
"I have no clue! I just want the se--"
"Relena!" Catherine scolded.
"Nani?"
"How are you going to have children if you don't know how to take care of them???" Sally asked quizzically.
Relena made a strange thinking face, "I'll send them to daycare! And if that doesn't work out or if something happens to the kid...we can always start over!!!" Relena grinned as her bright red cheeks got even redder.
Noin cradled her head in her hands, "Hopeless..." she sighed.
Hilde, who had been sitting quietly thinking to herself, suddenly asked innocently, "How come you didn't invite Duo? I mean, they were--"
Relena slapped her hands down on the table and glared in fury, "DON'T...go there." she hissed at Hilde.
The dark haired girl apologized, "I take it that you don't like him?"
"........Can I get another scotch?"
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*ringring*
"Chang here."
("Wu-man!")
"Maxwell? Where are you?"
("At Relena's, hey is Heero around?")
"Yeah, he just walked in with Quatre, why?" Wufei asked suspiciously.
("Can I talk to him?")
The Asian paused for a moment, "Talk to him? I don't know, Barton instructed--"
("Wu, come on! Just for a moment! I'm begging you, let me speak to him, please..." Duo pleaded, "Please Wufei, just let me talk to Heero...")
"Maxwell..." Wufei opened his mouth and closed it again, what was he suppose to do now? Duo was begging. Begging!
Just then Quatre and Heero approached him, "Hello Wufei!" Quatre chirped.
"Winner, Yuy."
("Yuy??? Did you say Yuy?")
"Chang..." was Heero's reply. He scanned the men of the room, he had just walked in and it was so boring. It would have been just a little more interesting if Duo were here to lighten up the mood of the crowd.
"Who are you talking to, Wufei-kun?" Quatre asked politely.
Wufei held a finger up signaling the blond to hold his thought. "You really want to talk to him?"
("Yes.")
"You know I'm going against Trowa's orders?"
("Yes, I won't tell him anything, I just want to say hi.")
Wufei sighed, "You have five minutes."
("Arigato, Wu-man.")
The Chinese youth held the phone out to Heero, "It's for you."
Cobalt orbs stared at the phone, "It's not...Relena is it?" Wufei shook his head as Heero brought the small device to his ear. Quatre glared at Wufei as the Chinese youth shrugged.
"Moshi moshi?"
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Oh God. Duo almost fainted at the slightly nasal voice on the other line. He collected his thoughts and words, "Heero..." he said slowly.
Heero cocked an eyebrow, ("Who is this?")
"Talk to me, Heero..." Duo said in a his low husky voice.
The Japanese boy's eyes grew wide, ("Duo...?") he whispered. He turned to Wufei and Quatre then ran outside where it was quieter and a less chance that someone would disturb him.
"Yeah...how are you Heero?" Duo asked smiling as Heero said his name.
("Duo...!") Heero's voice cracked, ("Where are you?")
"I'm not as far as you think I am, Heero." Duo replied, "Are you alright?"
("Duo...")
The American frowned, "Yes, this is Duo. Listen Heero, I only have five minutes to talk."
Heero walked around the building, he was so elated to finally be able to talk Duo, but there had to be a reason right? ("Why have you contacted me, Duo?") he asked.
The braided youth chuckled, "I just wanted to hear your voice...talk to me Heero." he repeated.
Heero talked, and smiled, he forgot about the other people inside. He forgot that he had left Duo. He forgot about Relena. Hell, he forgot about the wedding. He talked about the past and about good times. He even brought up the time that they were caught in the mall for public indecency and when they fled from the police, they were charged with streaking. He talked so much, his throat throbbed from the sudden use of vocal usage. He finally asked, ("How come you're not here with the rest of us? With me?")
Duo sighed, "Well, Miss Relena didn't invite me to your wedding."
Wedding. Oh yeah, he was going to get married tomorrow. ("Duo...I don't want to get married.")
"I know." replied Duo.
("It's not fun here.")
"Fun? Since when did Heero Yuy want to have fun?"
("Since I found out how boring things are.") said the Japanese boy.
Duo sat the floor of the small room, "Hee-chan, why are you so sad?"
The ex-Wing pilot frowned, why would Duo think that he's sad? He was happy right now. Happy that he could talk to Duo. He wasn't sad at all. ("...I'm not.")
You were last night..., Duo thought to himself. He head the footsteps approaching Heero on the other line, it must be Wufei or Quatre. "Good, no one likes a sad Heero. Where are you right now?" he asked. Heero told he that he was across town from Relena's estate. Only miles away. Duo smirked, first it was a door away, and then it was a window away, now it's only miles away. Heaven forbid they get any farther.
("Yuy, you're running my minutes down, they aren't free you know and Sally is going to be pissed off if I use them all.") Duo heard, it was Wufei.
Heero ignored the ex-gundam pilot, ("Will I be able to talk to like this again, Duo?")
The braided boy grinned to himself and chuckled, "Sooner than you think, my angel..."
*click*
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Relena walked wobbly up the flight of stairs, "Damn! Why didn't I get the mansion with an elevator???"
"Need a little help, Relena-sama?" asked a deep voice from behind. Relena whirled around and met with a pair...no quadruplet set of eyes.
"Mr. Barton and...twin..." she said surprised, "Why didn't you tell me you had brother?"
Trowa cocked an eyebrow. He looked around, there wasn't even anyone near them, "I don't...you're drunk aren't you?"
Relena looked around to make sure no one was in sight, she leaned in close to Trowa, "HELL YEAH!!!" she shrieked, "But don't tell Heero. I'm not suppose to be drinking anything because if I drink too much, I could get some kind of liver thing--err, or WHATEVER! I don't remember. He doesn't want me to because it could kill me someday. Hell, I might drop dead during a public speech! 'And I, Relena Peacecraft, shall not allow such bloodshed to-ACK! Croak!' Then I'm dead." Relena said with hand motions pretending to choke herself and giggled, "Very bad that would be. 'Hn, that stuff is bad for you', Heero tells me. Isn't he SWEET??? I love him so much!" Relena threw her arms up and started dancing on the stairs.
Emeralds eyes watched her make a fool of herself. The girl stumbled on her feet and fell backwards, Trowa promptly caught her before he smashed her head on something. "Relena-sama, perhaps you should get to your room."
"Okey dokey!" she cheered as Trowa assisted her up the stairs, "Tell me Trowa, what do you think of my decision to make Heero my wife-err uncle, nonono, aunt! No, that's not right...cousin! NO! I mean husband!!!" she shouted at herself.
"..."
A drunk Relena was not a good image.
"Come now Trowa, answer honestly."
"Do you really love him?"
"...ugh!" Relena whined, "Give me an easier question!!!"
"Do you think you love him?"
"What kind of dumb-ass question is that?" Relena pouted, and mocked, "Do you think you love him, blahblahblah!"
"..."
"You didn't answer my original question!"
"Frankly?"
"Frankly."
"I think you're foolish."
Relena waved her hands around hysterically, "Oh great! Now CLOWN boy and twin are against me too! Tell me who exactly approves of our marriage???"
"...you."
"Okay, who else?"
"Your mother by adoption."
"Okay, who else?"
"...you."
"Okay--" Relena cut herself off, "You're trying to trick me!"
"Relena, just think about how you're going to affect your life, Heero's, *DUO'S*, and *DOROTHY'S* life for a moment of your spare time, alright?" Trowa returned as they approached Relena's room.
"Dorothy? What does *DOROTHY* have to do with any of this?"
"Oyasumi gojaimas, Relena-sama."
With that Trowa shut the door, and left.
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TBC?
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So...uh...yeah, what did you think? If you scroll down to the reviewers' thanks, there's a new format. Should I do it like that, or the way I have been doing? About Relena-bashing, more or less? Hope you enjoyed!
[1]- "Heero...Heero nan da ne!" is like: "Heero...it's Heero, isn't it!" ......I think *shrug* I'm not too sure. My expertise isn't exactly in Japanese ^_^.
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Arigato!
Elemambre_phoenix: Evil? Whatever could be evil??? Heehee, just trying to keep the readers interested ^_^. Okay, I don't think this part has too much of a cliffhanger. What do you think?
Jess: I'm glad that you think this rocks. Love your e-mail addy. USA all the way ^_^V!
Link Worshiper: I would never be mean enough to leave ya'll hangin'. Generic story? Hmm.I'll make sure that I put a twist in just for you then ^_~.
kaori-chan: Thank you for the translation comment. I don't really know any Japanese T_T, but I wish that I did so the story would look more organized. Thanks again!
ozzypoos: Duo will get his turn ^_^. Oh, I can't stand Relena either. She just gets on my nerves SO much! Have you ever gotten that feeling that when you're watchin' an episode and Relena is with Heero, you feel like strangling her? I kinda felt like that while I was writing the story -_-;
Yume-chan: Of course Duo and Hee-chan will somehow get together.keyword: somehow ^_^; Don't worry. Talk to ya later.
Nelia Black: I'm glad that you like it. Are you a new reader of my stories? Well then, hey Nelia, I'm cobalt kitty, but I'm sure you knew that. Anyway, thanks for reading. I'm happy to know what you think ^_^.
ryuu-chan2000: Everyone seems to be damning Relena, even me ^_^. I tried to make her nice though.hmm, that just proves of how much of a bitch she is, ne? Should I bash her more so she gets what she deserves for takin' Hee- chan?
anonymous: *sighs* Darn.okay, I'll finish it -_-; j/k! I'll finish it soon enough, don't worry. Thanks for reviewing ^_^.
Koori Namida: *hands Koori-chan a tissue* Aw, I'm sorry this made you cry. Should I put up a tear jerker warning? Oh, I really enjoyed your ficcy "After" it was great. You should write more stuff like that. Well, maybe you have, and I just haven't read them yet. Anyway, enough of my babbling already. Arigato!
X1-TaKeN-oVeR: Heehee, your name is so fun to type. Well, I hope this chapter wasn't too late for you. Honestly, I don't know who doesn't like a sensitive Hee-chan, do you?
Arigato minna-san!
Ja ne!
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Warnings: R+1, stubborn Relena, constructive Relena-bashing-at least I try to make it constructive instead of the usually harsh bashing *shrug*, Shonen Ai/Yaoi: 2+1/2x1 (because I believe in a sensitive Heero), 3+4; maybe yuri, depends on how you look at it, mild language, romance, lil drama, sap, uh...I think that covers it.
Notes: Yeah, R+1 (ack!), but it's not what you think! Um.please ignore my grammatical errors -_-; Thank you's at the bottom.
Oh, I didn't do this on the first chapter cause silly me, I totally forgot, but this piece of fiction is dedicated to my friend YUME MAXWELL-YUY who talks to me about whatever, reviews my stories, and helped me with the title-which I like very much.
Arigato Yume-chan!
Enjoy!
("...")- indicates a telephone conversation, other line /.../- flashback thing
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Matte Kudasai Heero
Part 2: Until Hope Called
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Tuesday was uneventful for Heero, he ended up going to those speeches with Relena and the other politicians. After that, they were invited to a party, and they went. All Heero could say about them was 'boring as hell'. Or perhaps, hell wasn't as boring as that.
Wednesday the two left for L3, not much happened in the business meeting. They left that night in one piece. Once on the shuttle away from the flashing cameras, they settled in their seats. The seats were set three in a row, Heero always took the side with the window, and leaving an empty space in the middle, Relena took the end seat. Heero requested it. Relena tried again to talk to Heero.
"Would you prefer a white or black tuxedo?"
"..."
"I'm assuming black."
"..."
"Well, I had planned on having a pink dress--" Heero cringed, "but if you're going to wear black, then it wouldn't work out. So I'll get a white dress."
"..."
"The cake is going to be pink, so are the bride's maids. I've chosen Quatre to be your best man, I hope you don't mind too much, Heero."
"..."
"I spoke to Mr. Winner this morning before we left...he suggested that you have a bachelor party Friday night. He is preparing for it as we speak."
"..."
"The wedding's going to be held in a chapel not to far from the estate..."
"..."
"After the ceremony is done with, we are going to have everyone come over to our house for refreshments posing as the reception."
"..."
"Then we leave for the honeymoon..."
"..."
"I've chosen--"
"Relena, please leave me alone right now..." Heero said monotonously looking out the window.
The girl sighed, she knew she was losing him...and it was fast from what she sensed, that's why she had to hurry and get the bonding ceremony over with, so she won't lose him, ever. Relena stood up and walked to the trio of seats in front of Heero. It was the least she could do.
She loved him dearly, but he did not return her emotional gesture.
What was she going to do with him?
When that day was done and over, Heero locked himself in his room as Relena began decorating the chapel on Thursday. That night the Japanese boy cried himself to sleep again. Melancholy freely casting over his body again. What was he to do?
Friday, Heero was tailored for the tuxedo. He had to restrain from shooting the poor old man for touching him. The tailor was a kind fellow, and it would be a pity if Heero shot him. After the tailoring was finished, Heero locked himself in his room.
He threw himself on the bed and gazed out the window again.
Why did he do it anyway? It wouldn't help him. Why must he always stare out of that damned window?
Heero hoisted himself off the bed. He had to get away. He had to leave Relena. He didn't want to get married.
The Asian walked into the bathroom. He opened a drawer and pulled out a sharp, lustrous, fairly new object. He had never used it before, but he still kept it up in his room just in case. And this was the case. He pulled his left sleeve up and held the object against his wrist. He didn't really want to do this either, but he would rather hurt himself than put up with Relena. Heero drew in a deep breath then turn the blade to the sharp side.
".........Duo..."
He did it. He said the name that hadn't been allowed in the household. It felt good.
"...Duo, I miss you........."
Heero closed his eyes and began to press the blade's edge into his wrist, "Duo.........."
*knockknock*
Heero jumped and covered his mouth allowing the knife to fall to the floor.
Who could it be?
Did Relena somehow hear him say his ex-lover's name?
"Heero, it's Quatre..." a soft voice said from outside.
The Japanese boy picked up the knife and quickly placed it back into the drawer. He walked to the door and opened it, "Quatre?"
"Hai, Relena instructed that I get you so we can treat you to a bachelor party." the blond smiled, he was just as tall as him and just as he remembered the Arabian. Heero nodded. The blond peeked into the room, there was hardly anything in it. Just a large window, dresser, bed, and bathroom. "Come on then." said the aqua-eyed boy and led Heero downstairs.
Quatre noted that the Japanese boy was thin--no...emancipated, he was sure that if Heero were shirtless, you could count all of his ribs and joints without any problems. His pale skin was almost as white as Dorothy's, his dark blue eyes seemed depressed for they were not as intense as they used to be which prevented the full affect of his glare, but the mop on his head remained unruly and messy as ever. "Relena-sama was so nice, she lent us a room right across from yours."
"Aa..." Heero replied. He was more comfortable with Quatre, they were...friends...
"Many guest have arrived and more soon to come."
"Aa..."
"It's good to see you, Heero-kun. How have you been? Are you looking forward to the wedding?" Quatre clamped his hands over his mouth, that was the stupidest question he had ever asked! He kicked himself mentally.
Heero looked down at the ground.
"Gomen, Heero...I didn't--"
"It's alright, just forget it."
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Duo paced back and forth in the little room whose occupants were himself, Trowa, and Quatre. He wanted to leave and see Heero, but he had to stay in the room until the wedding. He didn't want Relena to find him. Tomorrow was the day, tomorrow was when Heero and Relena would be wedded, eternally betrothed. The American wanted to do something to stop it now, but he couldn't do anything at this time, he would have to wait until tomorrow. He had been here since Wednesday, and he knew that Heero's room was right across from his. It was driving him insane, he was so close to him. Not even yards away, and Heero didn't even know...
Just yesterday at around midnight while Trowa and Quatre were out socializing with the other guest, he had sneaked out to the entrance to Heero's room. Right passed it was his angel. It was hard to believe that the thin wooden door was the only physical barrier keeping him from the Japanese boy. Since the doors were not thick, he could hear every thing in the room, he heard a rare sound. A sad sound...a whimpering sound...a...*crying* sound. Heero was crying! Duo used every bit of will power he had to restrained himself from breaking the door and running to comfort the emotionally injured boy.
"Heero..." he whispered once the sobs faded. What caused Heero to shed tears? Duo didn't know, he hoped that Heero would be alright, he slid down to the floor and drifted to sleep. "Heero..."
Luckily, Trowa had gotten the braided boy into their room before Relena walked down the hall.
Duo picked up his cell phone and speed dialed Quatre.
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*ringring*
Quatre flipped open the communicable device as he and Heero exited the house, "Hello?"
("Quat! I can't take it anymore! I want to see him!")
The blond looked around nervously, Heero saw this, "Something wrong?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
Quatre shook his head.
("That was him! Wasn't it! Heero...Heero nan da ne[1]! Wasn't it Quatre!") Duo said almost frantically, ("Quat, just let me talk to him...I haven't heard his voice in two years, let me talk to him!")
Once again, Quatre bit his lower lip, should he let Duo talk to the one person that he lives for?
("Quat let me hear his voice, I won't tell him anything. I just want to say 'hi'.") Duo said more collectively, ("Quatre, just let me talk to him...onegai?")
"I...I can't, I have to go."
("Nani??? Oh, that's cold man, real cold.")
"Gomen nasai, I'll talk to you later."
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("Gomen nasai, I'll talk to you later.") Quatre replied. Duo heard a car door open, ran to the window and looked out. He saw one of his best friends standing right there next to Heero. He could see them getting ready to step into the car, Quatre holding the small cell to his ear.
"Quat! Nonono! Quat, I just need to hear him, just this once." Duo said pressing his free hand against the window.
("I can't, Trowa said--")
"I don't care what Trowa says right now! I want to talk to Heero! That's all, why won't you let me talk to him?" Duo asked.
("Trowa says not to, and I'd listen to him if I were you.")
"That doesn't explain why I can't talk to him." Duo glared at the blond through the thick glass.
("Frankly, I don't know why. I'm sorry, I have to go...gomen nasai.")
*click*
Duo stared at the phone, "Bitch!" he yelled, not implied to Quatre, more as an outburst. He dropped the device and pounded on the window, "HEERO!"
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Quatre hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. Heero entered the limo on the left side and closed the door behind him. The Arabic boy looked up at his room and wasn't the least bit surprised to see an angry Duo yelling from the inside. Good thing Relena was out with Dorothy and the other girls. If Relena found him, he would never get to see Heero for sure. Still, the boy was upset with himself for not fulfilling Duo's small request.
"Who was that Quatre?" Heero asked quietly habitually gazing out the window, "I heard my name."
"Just a friend, don't worry about it."
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Deathscythe's ex-pilot watched the car depart from the circle drive. Nothing he could do now, Heero and Quatre had left, but he didn't know where. Duo retrieved his phone and placed it in the pocket of his pants. He so badly wanted to see the Asian youth, but he couldn't, not until tomorrow at least. It was a stupid plan in Duo's opinion. Trowa didn't want Duo to have anything to do with Heero until Saturday, why? He didn't know, he only guessed to either have a greater shocking outcome, or because there might be a chance that the other guest/Relena would see them together. Maybe both, but Duo still thought it was stupid. There was nothing to do except...
Duo slipped out of his room and into Heero's, of course after picking the lock.
It was dark. He tried to flip on the light, but no dice, they wouldn't come on. He noticed the dust on the switch, it hadn't been touched in a while. He walked over to the bed which was next to the window, he ran his fingers over the mattress, and he could still smell the tangy scent of salty tears from last night as he inhaled the white sheets' perfume of Heero. The scent was so familiar and pleasant. No one would mind..., thought Duo as he lay himself on the still warm bed. It felt so good. He closed his eyes and imagined the Japanese boy sleeping soundly.
"Heero..."
Duo got up from the bed and averted his attention to the tall dresser, he opened it. He chuckled, the only contents in the wardrobe were a couple of dress suits, a pair of blue jeans, a couple of tank tops, and spandex. How Heero. At the bottom were a pair of yellow sneakers and a laptop.
"Laptop?" Duo bent down to take a closer look. Swiping gray residue off of it with his fingers, the American touched the computer, "Damn, this thing has more dust on it than those encyclopedias that Quat has lyin' around the place!" Duo said to himself, "It looks like no one's touched it in years..." he grinned, "What are the chances?" he said then wrote something in the dust. That's right, what *are* the chances? What are the chances that he would look? One in a million, right? Duo closed the dresser and left the room. He pulled out his cell and called Wufei.
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Relena slumped back against the soft chair as she gulfed down the liquid in her shot glass.
"What number is that?" Noin asked.
"Issss my fffiiipppttyyttteerrdddd." Relena slurred.
"Relena-san, perhaps you shouldn't drink so much..." a girl with dark hair said.
"Hilde, I'll drink as much as I please, thank you."
"You're going to get a hangover on your wedding day."
Relena shot a glare at Dorothy, who had just spoken. She had a point, so she set her shot glass down on the table. The girls plus Catherine, Sally, Noin, and Lady Une were all sitting in a circle at a random bar.
"Relena, I don't mean to pry, but I saw Heero earlier, and he doesn't look all that good." Sally said.
"What do you mean?" Relena asked, "He's gorgeous, anyone can see that."
Sally agreed, the Asian was very attractive, "Demo, does he eat?"
"Of course, he never ever finishes his plate, not even once in the time we have been together, but he does eat." Relena replied casually, "Why?"
"He looks under fed."
Relena glared, "What are you implying? He has access to the refrigerator!"
"No, no, never mind, forget I asked."
"He looks wonderful...! I can't wait to see our children! Blue eyes and light brown hair...I'll call the girl Relena Jr. and the boy Heero Jr." Relena said cheerfully, "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!"
"...How many do you plan to have?" the older women, Une, asked.
"Oh...I don't know...five, seven, fifteen?" Relena said looking through the bottom of her shot glass, "Are these bifocals cool or what???" Relena asked.
Sally pried the glass from Relena's fingers.
"Hey!"
"Five, seven, or fifteen?"
"...Yep!"
"Do you even know *how* to take care of a kid?" Catherine asked.
"...Nope!"
"Does Heero?"
"I have no clue! I just want the se--"
"Relena!" Catherine scolded.
"Nani?"
"How are you going to have children if you don't know how to take care of them???" Sally asked quizzically.
Relena made a strange thinking face, "I'll send them to daycare! And if that doesn't work out or if something happens to the kid...we can always start over!!!" Relena grinned as her bright red cheeks got even redder.
Noin cradled her head in her hands, "Hopeless..." she sighed.
Hilde, who had been sitting quietly thinking to herself, suddenly asked innocently, "How come you didn't invite Duo? I mean, they were--"
Relena slapped her hands down on the table and glared in fury, "DON'T...go there." she hissed at Hilde.
The dark haired girl apologized, "I take it that you don't like him?"
"........Can I get another scotch?"
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*ringring*
"Chang here."
("Wu-man!")
"Maxwell? Where are you?"
("At Relena's, hey is Heero around?")
"Yeah, he just walked in with Quatre, why?" Wufei asked suspiciously.
("Can I talk to him?")
The Asian paused for a moment, "Talk to him? I don't know, Barton instructed--"
("Wu, come on! Just for a moment! I'm begging you, let me speak to him, please..." Duo pleaded, "Please Wufei, just let me talk to Heero...")
"Maxwell..." Wufei opened his mouth and closed it again, what was he suppose to do now? Duo was begging. Begging!
Just then Quatre and Heero approached him, "Hello Wufei!" Quatre chirped.
"Winner, Yuy."
("Yuy??? Did you say Yuy?")
"Chang..." was Heero's reply. He scanned the men of the room, he had just walked in and it was so boring. It would have been just a little more interesting if Duo were here to lighten up the mood of the crowd.
"Who are you talking to, Wufei-kun?" Quatre asked politely.
Wufei held a finger up signaling the blond to hold his thought. "You really want to talk to him?"
("Yes.")
"You know I'm going against Trowa's orders?"
("Yes, I won't tell him anything, I just want to say hi.")
Wufei sighed, "You have five minutes."
("Arigato, Wu-man.")
The Chinese youth held the phone out to Heero, "It's for you."
Cobalt orbs stared at the phone, "It's not...Relena is it?" Wufei shook his head as Heero brought the small device to his ear. Quatre glared at Wufei as the Chinese youth shrugged.
"Moshi moshi?"
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Oh God. Duo almost fainted at the slightly nasal voice on the other line. He collected his thoughts and words, "Heero..." he said slowly.
Heero cocked an eyebrow, ("Who is this?")
"Talk to me, Heero..." Duo said in a his low husky voice.
The Japanese boy's eyes grew wide, ("Duo...?") he whispered. He turned to Wufei and Quatre then ran outside where it was quieter and a less chance that someone would disturb him.
"Yeah...how are you Heero?" Duo asked smiling as Heero said his name.
("Duo...!") Heero's voice cracked, ("Where are you?")
"I'm not as far as you think I am, Heero." Duo replied, "Are you alright?"
("Duo...")
The American frowned, "Yes, this is Duo. Listen Heero, I only have five minutes to talk."
Heero walked around the building, he was so elated to finally be able to talk Duo, but there had to be a reason right? ("Why have you contacted me, Duo?") he asked.
The braided youth chuckled, "I just wanted to hear your voice...talk to me Heero." he repeated.
Heero talked, and smiled, he forgot about the other people inside. He forgot that he had left Duo. He forgot about Relena. Hell, he forgot about the wedding. He talked about the past and about good times. He even brought up the time that they were caught in the mall for public indecency and when they fled from the police, they were charged with streaking. He talked so much, his throat throbbed from the sudden use of vocal usage. He finally asked, ("How come you're not here with the rest of us? With me?")
Duo sighed, "Well, Miss Relena didn't invite me to your wedding."
Wedding. Oh yeah, he was going to get married tomorrow. ("Duo...I don't want to get married.")
"I know." replied Duo.
("It's not fun here.")
"Fun? Since when did Heero Yuy want to have fun?"
("Since I found out how boring things are.") said the Japanese boy.
Duo sat the floor of the small room, "Hee-chan, why are you so sad?"
The ex-Wing pilot frowned, why would Duo think that he's sad? He was happy right now. Happy that he could talk to Duo. He wasn't sad at all. ("...I'm not.")
You were last night..., Duo thought to himself. He head the footsteps approaching Heero on the other line, it must be Wufei or Quatre. "Good, no one likes a sad Heero. Where are you right now?" he asked. Heero told he that he was across town from Relena's estate. Only miles away. Duo smirked, first it was a door away, and then it was a window away, now it's only miles away. Heaven forbid they get any farther.
("Yuy, you're running my minutes down, they aren't free you know and Sally is going to be pissed off if I use them all.") Duo heard, it was Wufei.
Heero ignored the ex-gundam pilot, ("Will I be able to talk to like this again, Duo?")
The braided boy grinned to himself and chuckled, "Sooner than you think, my angel..."
*click*
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Relena walked wobbly up the flight of stairs, "Damn! Why didn't I get the mansion with an elevator???"
"Need a little help, Relena-sama?" asked a deep voice from behind. Relena whirled around and met with a pair...no quadruplet set of eyes.
"Mr. Barton and...twin..." she said surprised, "Why didn't you tell me you had brother?"
Trowa cocked an eyebrow. He looked around, there wasn't even anyone near them, "I don't...you're drunk aren't you?"
Relena looked around to make sure no one was in sight, she leaned in close to Trowa, "HELL YEAH!!!" she shrieked, "But don't tell Heero. I'm not suppose to be drinking anything because if I drink too much, I could get some kind of liver thing--err, or WHATEVER! I don't remember. He doesn't want me to because it could kill me someday. Hell, I might drop dead during a public speech! 'And I, Relena Peacecraft, shall not allow such bloodshed to-ACK! Croak!' Then I'm dead." Relena said with hand motions pretending to choke herself and giggled, "Very bad that would be. 'Hn, that stuff is bad for you', Heero tells me. Isn't he SWEET??? I love him so much!" Relena threw her arms up and started dancing on the stairs.
Emeralds eyes watched her make a fool of herself. The girl stumbled on her feet and fell backwards, Trowa promptly caught her before he smashed her head on something. "Relena-sama, perhaps you should get to your room."
"Okey dokey!" she cheered as Trowa assisted her up the stairs, "Tell me Trowa, what do you think of my decision to make Heero my wife-err uncle, nonono, aunt! No, that's not right...cousin! NO! I mean husband!!!" she shouted at herself.
"..."
A drunk Relena was not a good image.
"Come now Trowa, answer honestly."
"Do you really love him?"
"...ugh!" Relena whined, "Give me an easier question!!!"
"Do you think you love him?"
"What kind of dumb-ass question is that?" Relena pouted, and mocked, "Do you think you love him, blahblahblah!"
"..."
"You didn't answer my original question!"
"Frankly?"
"Frankly."
"I think you're foolish."
Relena waved her hands around hysterically, "Oh great! Now CLOWN boy and twin are against me too! Tell me who exactly approves of our marriage???"
"...you."
"Okay, who else?"
"Your mother by adoption."
"Okay, who else?"
"...you."
"Okay--" Relena cut herself off, "You're trying to trick me!"
"Relena, just think about how you're going to affect your life, Heero's, *DUO'S*, and *DOROTHY'S* life for a moment of your spare time, alright?" Trowa returned as they approached Relena's room.
"Dorothy? What does *DOROTHY* have to do with any of this?"
"Oyasumi gojaimas, Relena-sama."
With that Trowa shut the door, and left.
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TBC?
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So...uh...yeah, what did you think? If you scroll down to the reviewers' thanks, there's a new format. Should I do it like that, or the way I have been doing? About Relena-bashing, more or less? Hope you enjoyed!
[1]- "Heero...Heero nan da ne!" is like: "Heero...it's Heero, isn't it!" ......I think *shrug* I'm not too sure. My expertise isn't exactly in Japanese ^_^.
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Arigato!
Elemambre_phoenix: Evil? Whatever could be evil??? Heehee, just trying to keep the readers interested ^_^. Okay, I don't think this part has too much of a cliffhanger. What do you think?
Jess: I'm glad that you think this rocks. Love your e-mail addy. USA all the way ^_^V!
Link Worshiper: I would never be mean enough to leave ya'll hangin'. Generic story? Hmm.I'll make sure that I put a twist in just for you then ^_~.
kaori-chan: Thank you for the translation comment. I don't really know any Japanese T_T, but I wish that I did so the story would look more organized. Thanks again!
ozzypoos: Duo will get his turn ^_^. Oh, I can't stand Relena either. She just gets on my nerves SO much! Have you ever gotten that feeling that when you're watchin' an episode and Relena is with Heero, you feel like strangling her? I kinda felt like that while I was writing the story -_-;
Yume-chan: Of course Duo and Hee-chan will somehow get together.keyword: somehow ^_^; Don't worry. Talk to ya later.
Nelia Black: I'm glad that you like it. Are you a new reader of my stories? Well then, hey Nelia, I'm cobalt kitty, but I'm sure you knew that. Anyway, thanks for reading. I'm happy to know what you think ^_^.
ryuu-chan2000: Everyone seems to be damning Relena, even me ^_^. I tried to make her nice though.hmm, that just proves of how much of a bitch she is, ne? Should I bash her more so she gets what she deserves for takin' Hee- chan?
anonymous: *sighs* Darn.okay, I'll finish it -_-; j/k! I'll finish it soon enough, don't worry. Thanks for reviewing ^_^.
Koori Namida: *hands Koori-chan a tissue* Aw, I'm sorry this made you cry. Should I put up a tear jerker warning? Oh, I really enjoyed your ficcy "After" it was great. You should write more stuff like that. Well, maybe you have, and I just haven't read them yet. Anyway, enough of my babbling already. Arigato!
X1-TaKeN-oVeR: Heehee, your name is so fun to type. Well, I hope this chapter wasn't too late for you. Honestly, I don't know who doesn't like a sensitive Hee-chan, do you?
Arigato minna-san!
Ja ne!
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