Frozen Secrets
"Damn this phone!" Relena cursed as she threw the telephone down onto the counter. "Why?! Of all days for Christs sake!?" Why indeed? The power was out. Heero lay nearly dead on her sofa. The snow was too thick to get her car out, and she lived too far from the city to carry him to the emergency room. Relena damned herself for choosing to live miles from the rest of the world. The house was surrounded by white, snow-covered pine trees to the left, to the right....not one neighbor for miles! Heero had been asleep wrapped in thick quilts and in front of the fire for half an hour now without even stirring. He was still breathing, slowly, but breathing none the less. Relena walked quickly over to his side and kneeled down. My God...he looks like a real ghost. It's a wonder he's still alive. Relena ran her fingers through his hair, now damp from the melted frost. Heero slept so peacefully. He still appeared a little bluish, but was getting his color back slowly. How can this be possible?? I don't understand. The funeral....it was real....I am not crazy. Relena had seen Heero run in the hospital just before it fell, and hadn't seen him come back out. But, here he was. Maybe he really is indestructible. No, that couldn't be right. That was when she saw it. It looked to be burned flesh (frozen over though). Relena pulled the quilt back some and saw more. Heero's body had scattered cuts, scrapes, and burn marks on it. He did make it out of there....she smiled. Heero began to shiver and Relena tucked him back under the quilts. She lay her head where Heero's stomach was. Thank you God...for giving him one more chance to live. Thank you for giving me one more chance to show him how. She stared at Heero for a little longer, stroking his damp hair, and his cold cheek. She even dared to touch his lips, but ever so softly. Now relieved that he was truly alive, she then began to doze off.
It was only about three hours later when Heero began to wake up. He stirred slightly and opened his eyes slowly. As Heero's deep blue eyes focused, his mind recalled where exactly he was. "Relena..." he whispered. Heero tried to sit up but felt too weak, and sort of weighted down. He then saw Relena, asleep, her head resting on him. Heero could hardly see her face though, because the fire had nearly burned out completely in the fireplace. Heero was still cold and not very conscious, but at least he had blankets. Relena, on the other hand, had nothing and she was shivering. Trying to move without waking her, he intended to put some more wood in the fireplace. He carefully slipped from under her and draped the quilts about her, but the moment he stood up, the room began to spin and Heero started to stumble forward. At that moment Relena woke up and grabbed the unsteady form in front of her. "Heero, lay down." she whispered, worried she might hurt his ears by speaking too loudly. Relena went around to the front of Heero, staring up at him. It's like seeing him come back from the dead..... Heero didn't know what to say, he was freezing and dizzy.....and speechless. Relena, try as she might, knew she couldn't help herself....she wanted to cry. I can't let him see me cry.... There was a deep moment of silence in the room before anyone could speak. Then, unable to restrain herself any longer, Relena just flung her arms around Heero. She held him firmly to her, scared that at any moment she would wake up and her guardian angel would be gone. "You're alive" she sobbed. Heero, not exactly sure what to do, said nothing. "I can't believe it.... all this time I thought you were dead." Her tears began to fall faster. "It's not a dream....you're really here with me. How can you still be alive?" she tried to calm herself. Heero forgot his pain for a moment and pulled her closer to him, and whispered in her ear. "I'm immortal." And Relena could only laugh, she felt Heero's cheek pressed against hers and then she felt him smile. Relena moved her face from his to look at Heero and touched his cheek, "Heero, you're not -" Suddenly, Relena gasped. "Heero, you're shaking! Come on, we have to get you into some hot water!" Before Heero could protest, Relena was dragging him out of the den. "You can't walk upstairs, your too weak. I'll have to bring you to the one -" At the sound of the word "weak" Heero began to try and stand himself up straight and head for the door. "Heero! You're not going anywhere. You're not well. You can't even stand up because you're dizzy and exhausted." Heero, unfortunately, knew she was right. Damn it, but he hated when she was right. Relena helped him to a bathroom nearby and turned on the hot water. "Oh...." was all she could say when she realized the next step. Heero couldn't stand and was having to lean against the wall to keep himself up, and she knew he was in pain. Although extremely dizzy and slightly spaced out, Heero was conscious enough to know he didn't want Relena taking his clothes off. Attempting to take his shirt off by himself, he let a small groan out accidentally. "Oh, it still hurts..." Relena said sympathetically, her eyes filled with concern. "Here, let me help you." she said, realizing that he needed her. Relena silently took a deep breath and grasped the bottom of Heero's shirt. She began to pull it up as he slowly, and painfully lifted his arms. Relena quickly pulled the shirt from over his head and watched as his damp brown hair slowly fell back over his eyes. She would never forget the way he looked. For a breathtaking moment Heero's eyes were completely revealed, not a strand of hair blocking the view. They were simply gorgeous. Deep, blue, intense, but needing. Then, Relena felt her cheeks turn red as she gazed at Heero's hard, perfect sculpture. His chest was firm, and although his body had been scraped and bruised, burned and battered, she still saw him flawless. His stomach had such finely carved abs that she thought he should be displayed in art museum. Relena noticed some of his wounds looked to be infected and very deep. Without thinking, her eyes traveled lower.... Oh my.... I have to....uh....... Relena couldn't let him get in the tub with his pants on. Heero, still leaning unsteadily against the wall, felt an embarrassment growing as the realization of what was going on crept into the back of his hazy mind. But he didn't have a moment to protest, for Relena was already fumbling with the button on his pants. After what felt like an incredibly long struggle of not even five seconds, Relena had the button undone. Heero felt a great tension building up, but now that his body was starting to warm up, it seemed like needles pricking him. They were like the kind you feel when your foot goes to sleep for a really long time, then the blood starts to come back in waves of pain. By the time he knew what was going on, Relena was nervously and carefully tugging on his zipper. When she finally pulled it all the way down, her shaking hands pulled away, allowing the jeans to fall to the floor. She was beginning to feel faint when she saw him. My god....I can't believe what I am doing.... Relena knew what she had to do....so to make the situation less embarrassing, she turned Heero around, so his back was facing her. The cherry red girl quickly pulled Heero's boxer shorts off and with only a quick flash of pale white skin she helped him into the tub. Well, that wasn't so bad she lied to herself.
Instantly, Heero felt the extreme heat of the water. He groaned as days of coldness melted from his mind. He sank lower into the bath, ignoring the slight discomfort of some bruises on his skin being pressed on by sliding in the hard tub. "Are you all right?" came a small voice close to his ears. "Yeah." was all he could say. Relena wasn't sure what to do now, but she'd die before she'd ask him. All she could do was stare. She watched the relaxed look upon his face. His eyes were closed, his expression soft, his body....wow.....(author sighs. yummy!) He needed to be cleaned. "Heero?" she murmered, but he didn't seem to notice. "Heero?" she said a little louder. Nothing. Then she noticed that he started sliding further down. Relena gasped! Heero was asleep! Oh Perfect!!! That's exactly what you're supposed to do in a bath tub full of water....SLEEP! Relena pulled Heero up to a sitting position, and he was still half-asleep. "Heero...wake up." It was the cutest thing she had ever seen, he was sitting straight up but his head was bobbing. He was still trying to sleep. She shook her head feeling a little more comfortable, knowing he couldn't see her. She began to soap up the upper half of his body, but this wasn't working the way she had hoped for Heero was starting to lean back. Relena, with her soapy hands clinging to his hard chest, tried to wake him up. "Heero," she said with some volume. "Wake up." Heero began to open his eyes, and for the life of him, he had not been prepared to see this. Relena, with her hands on his unclothed body, was leaning over, wearing a slightly damp silk robe and was nearly falling all the way out of it. He could see her form perfectly in the light. The robe may as well have been lying on the floor, for it wasn't doing a very good job of covering her up. Heero looked up to her eyes and saw they hadn't changed one bit. Still beautiful, but she certainly didn't look like a little girl anymore, she looked like a woman. Her hair was falling all around her face, and the longest ends of it were hanging in the water. Heero felt a small warmth on his cheeks, and Relena smiled. You're blushing.... I've never seen that before... Relena, realizing that he was very awake sat on the floor by the tub. "Are you okay?" she asked softly. Heero nodded. "I...I think...I'll wait outside." she forced herself to say, then quickly hurried out the door. Heero sat still for a minute, watching the closed door, then leaned back and dunked his head under the water. He came back up, washed his hair, with a very girly smelling shampoo, then stood up and dried himself carefully.
Relena stood outside the door, while calming herself down. When the door opened she nearly jumped out of her skin. Heero had only a towel on, and was still slightly damp. His hair was slicked back and he looked.... sexy. Sexy, but cold. He was shaking from the cold house, for the heat had gone out. "Oh, here!" Relena said as she reached on the other side of the bathroom door, and handed him a robe. Heero looked at it for a moment before accepting it. He felt ridiculous, for the robe was white with big pink polkadots, and far too small. He could barely wrap the whole thing around him, and his chest was hardly covered. Relena twisted her lips, and tried not to smile, but it was terribly difficult. The guy who once (well, more than once) threatened to kill her, who saved the planet, who was a deadly gundam pilot, was wearing a cute little polkadotted, and pink no less, robe. The worst part was. he looked adorable. His mouth formed a small frown, his hair was still damp, and he looked ready to kill someone. But to Relena, that was cute. "What?" he asked, daring her to laugh. Relena had nearly let one slip, when she said, "Let's go get you some clothes, alright?" He nodded solemnly. Relena led poor Heero upstairs with her, walking slowly, in case he still felt weak. He didn't seem fully recovered, although his skin was its normal color again and he wasn't shivering. Bringing Heero into one of her servant's rooms she pulled some clothes from the closet. "Here, these should fit fine." she smiled, with some concern still in her eyes. Heero would have taken almost anything over what he was wearing, and so he quickly accepted them. Relena took him to a room by hers, brought some extra blankets in then walked out, closing the door behind her. Heero set the clothes down and then began to remove the robe, when the door swung open. "I almost forgot -" Heero's head quickly turned to look at her in shock. "Oh, my! I'm sorry." Relena felt her cheeks getting red again. "I have to clean those wounds." "They are all closed now." "But Heero -" "I just bathed, they're clean." Relena had to do something, she wanted to help. "Then, here, let me do this." Relena strided over to his side and began digging in her First Aid kit. She soon pulled out a handful of Band Aids with smiley faces. When she saw Heero's frown, she thought twice. "I don't have any flesh colored, sorry. Would you prefer the ones with hearts?" Heero sighed, realizing she was dead serious, and sat down on the bed. Relena sat behind him and began strategically sticking the happy little Band Aids on his back. She then moved in front of him and placed a couple on his chest, one on his stomach, and then another on his cheek. "Is that better?" he asked. "Do you feel better now?" "Yes." she said with a slight smile. Relena stared down at his slightly burned flesh, and tears welled up in her eyes again. Heero noticed, but wasn't sure what to do. What should I .do? With some hesitation, Heero raised his hand. Pausing, he thought about leaving, but when a tear fell, his hand found her cheek. Catching the tear, he asked, "What? What is it?" His voice was so soft, and sweet that she really wanted to cry now. "I still can't believe...." she started, but couldn't finish, for the tears came rolling with no sign of slowing. Heero's heart sank at the sight of seeing Relena. Scooping her into his arms easily, he walked out into the hallway and opened a couple of doors, finally finding the one he knew was hers. Keeping her face pressed gently to Heero's chest, Relena closed her eyes. By the time they made it to the bed, Relena was nearly asleep. Pulling back the covers, Heero carefully laid her in bed, gently tucking in the sleepy girl. "Good night." he whispered softly. No response. Heero smiled to himself, and stared for a moment. "Good night." came a small, drowsy voice. Heero left the room.
"Damn it!" Heero cursed softly as he layed back in his bed. It was 7a.m.and he still hadn't gotten one wink of sleep. His body was still bruised on the inside and now, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop sneezing and sniffling. Why did I come here? What was I thinking? Now, I'm sick and it's snowing so hard that I don't know if it's smart to go out there. Great job, Heero. The red-nosed Heero stood up with the blanket around his body and walked across the room. He sat down in a chair that was in front the frosty window. He began to sniff.... then again....and again...and again and was getting quite annoyed with himself. Sighing, he knew that if he left now, he would probably catch pneumonia, and he could already feel himself getting sicker by the minute. "This is perfect. Oh man, what was I thinking?" he murmered to himself as he pressed his forehead against the windowpane. "I'll just make this easy on the both of us. I'll have to make it clear that the snow is the only thing keeping me here." Heero stared at the frost on the window. "Relena...." he whispered to no one. His mind wandered back to when he woke up in the tub. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks.....she had seen everything, and he had been too drunk with weakness to even realize it. Heero felt a little warmth on his cheeks at the thought, but dismissed it....he couldn't be blushing, could he?
Relena woke to the sound of a sneeze in the next room. With a warm smile, she sat up and stretched. "Heero...." The word rolled off her tongue so pleasantly that her smile widened. "Hm...I didn't have that dream again.... I'm so glad. It was horrible." Suddenly, Relena's smile faded. "Heero cheated death again." she stood up. "He has been given another chance, and I won't let him take it for granted. And I won't take it for granted either, for this is also my second chance. The chance to let Heero know just how much he means to me." Relena, having set her mind upon a goal, dressed and headed for Heero's room. However, Relena was taken aback when she walked into Heero's room. He looked awful. "Heero?" she whispered as she made her way towards him. "You don't look well. You're still sick, lie down." Heero's eyes were glazed over but were highlighted by the dark circles under them, his nose was candy-apple red, and his skin slightly pale. "I'm fine." he said in a rather hoarse voice. "Heero, you're not fine. Have you looked at yourself? You're frightening." Relena took her hand and placed in on his forehead. "My God, you're burning up. Lie down." "I feel fine." "I think that we should go to the hospital, I'll go see if the snow has melted any." Relena quickly strided down stairs and towards the front door. She unbolted and unlocked it. They certainly wouldn't be able to get out in that weather, she thought. The phone! Maybe it worked. She hurried to the telephone. "Darn it. It's still dead." she sighed. "What am I going to do?" Just then, a loud THUMP! echoed through the house. "Heero!" She bolted to the stairs only to find Heero had fallen down some of the steps. "Oh! You really are hard-headed sometimes!" she scolded. With a sigh, Relena helped Heero up. "What do you think you are doing?" "I'm leaving." "..What?" "I'm leaving." "But.. you can't! Why?! That's stupid! You'd never make it!!" Relena was so confused. Just last night..... he was so.... "No! Heero don't leave!" Heero walked slowly past her. "Why? I don't understand.Please..." she struggled to hold back tears. "don't leave me...." Relena's knees began to shake and her body began to sway, tears ran down her cheeks. Heero stopped dead in his tracks. "Relena...." His back was still facing her. "...don't cry." Turning, Heero kept his eyes lowered. He knew that if he looked at Relena, he wouldn't be able to leave. It's all for the best Relena....I promise.... Relena sank to the floor, and all of her pride fled her. She had to say it, it was now or never! "Don't leave me. I need you..... Heero, I -" But before Relena could finish Heero pulled her= into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. "Relena.... don't cry anymore." His hands seemed to have minds of their own, as they slowly slid up and down Relena's back. I feel so strange.... what's come over me? "Promise you won't cry anymore?" "Promise you won't leave me?" Heero closed his eyes, nuzzling his face in her hair, shaking his head no. "At least stay until Christmas. Promise me that." There was a brief moment of silence. "I promise."
To Be Continued...
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"Damn this phone!" Relena cursed as she threw the telephone down onto the counter. "Why?! Of all days for Christs sake!?" Why indeed? The power was out. Heero lay nearly dead on her sofa. The snow was too thick to get her car out, and she lived too far from the city to carry him to the emergency room. Relena damned herself for choosing to live miles from the rest of the world. The house was surrounded by white, snow-covered pine trees to the left, to the right....not one neighbor for miles! Heero had been asleep wrapped in thick quilts and in front of the fire for half an hour now without even stirring. He was still breathing, slowly, but breathing none the less. Relena walked quickly over to his side and kneeled down. My God...he looks like a real ghost. It's a wonder he's still alive. Relena ran her fingers through his hair, now damp from the melted frost. Heero slept so peacefully. He still appeared a little bluish, but was getting his color back slowly. How can this be possible?? I don't understand. The funeral....it was real....I am not crazy. Relena had seen Heero run in the hospital just before it fell, and hadn't seen him come back out. But, here he was. Maybe he really is indestructible. No, that couldn't be right. That was when she saw it. It looked to be burned flesh (frozen over though). Relena pulled the quilt back some and saw more. Heero's body had scattered cuts, scrapes, and burn marks on it. He did make it out of there....she smiled. Heero began to shiver and Relena tucked him back under the quilts. She lay her head where Heero's stomach was. Thank you God...for giving him one more chance to live. Thank you for giving me one more chance to show him how. She stared at Heero for a little longer, stroking his damp hair, and his cold cheek. She even dared to touch his lips, but ever so softly. Now relieved that he was truly alive, she then began to doze off.
It was only about three hours later when Heero began to wake up. He stirred slightly and opened his eyes slowly. As Heero's deep blue eyes focused, his mind recalled where exactly he was. "Relena..." he whispered. Heero tried to sit up but felt too weak, and sort of weighted down. He then saw Relena, asleep, her head resting on him. Heero could hardly see her face though, because the fire had nearly burned out completely in the fireplace. Heero was still cold and not very conscious, but at least he had blankets. Relena, on the other hand, had nothing and she was shivering. Trying to move without waking her, he intended to put some more wood in the fireplace. He carefully slipped from under her and draped the quilts about her, but the moment he stood up, the room began to spin and Heero started to stumble forward. At that moment Relena woke up and grabbed the unsteady form in front of her. "Heero, lay down." she whispered, worried she might hurt his ears by speaking too loudly. Relena went around to the front of Heero, staring up at him. It's like seeing him come back from the dead..... Heero didn't know what to say, he was freezing and dizzy.....and speechless. Relena, try as she might, knew she couldn't help herself....she wanted to cry. I can't let him see me cry.... There was a deep moment of silence in the room before anyone could speak. Then, unable to restrain herself any longer, Relena just flung her arms around Heero. She held him firmly to her, scared that at any moment she would wake up and her guardian angel would be gone. "You're alive" she sobbed. Heero, not exactly sure what to do, said nothing. "I can't believe it.... all this time I thought you were dead." Her tears began to fall faster. "It's not a dream....you're really here with me. How can you still be alive?" she tried to calm herself. Heero forgot his pain for a moment and pulled her closer to him, and whispered in her ear. "I'm immortal." And Relena could only laugh, she felt Heero's cheek pressed against hers and then she felt him smile. Relena moved her face from his to look at Heero and touched his cheek, "Heero, you're not -" Suddenly, Relena gasped. "Heero, you're shaking! Come on, we have to get you into some hot water!" Before Heero could protest, Relena was dragging him out of the den. "You can't walk upstairs, your too weak. I'll have to bring you to the one -" At the sound of the word "weak" Heero began to try and stand himself up straight and head for the door. "Heero! You're not going anywhere. You're not well. You can't even stand up because you're dizzy and exhausted." Heero, unfortunately, knew she was right. Damn it, but he hated when she was right. Relena helped him to a bathroom nearby and turned on the hot water. "Oh...." was all she could say when she realized the next step. Heero couldn't stand and was having to lean against the wall to keep himself up, and she knew he was in pain. Although extremely dizzy and slightly spaced out, Heero was conscious enough to know he didn't want Relena taking his clothes off. Attempting to take his shirt off by himself, he let a small groan out accidentally. "Oh, it still hurts..." Relena said sympathetically, her eyes filled with concern. "Here, let me help you." she said, realizing that he needed her. Relena silently took a deep breath and grasped the bottom of Heero's shirt. She began to pull it up as he slowly, and painfully lifted his arms. Relena quickly pulled the shirt from over his head and watched as his damp brown hair slowly fell back over his eyes. She would never forget the way he looked. For a breathtaking moment Heero's eyes were completely revealed, not a strand of hair blocking the view. They were simply gorgeous. Deep, blue, intense, but needing. Then, Relena felt her cheeks turn red as she gazed at Heero's hard, perfect sculpture. His chest was firm, and although his body had been scraped and bruised, burned and battered, she still saw him flawless. His stomach had such finely carved abs that she thought he should be displayed in art museum. Relena noticed some of his wounds looked to be infected and very deep. Without thinking, her eyes traveled lower.... Oh my.... I have to....uh....... Relena couldn't let him get in the tub with his pants on. Heero, still leaning unsteadily against the wall, felt an embarrassment growing as the realization of what was going on crept into the back of his hazy mind. But he didn't have a moment to protest, for Relena was already fumbling with the button on his pants. After what felt like an incredibly long struggle of not even five seconds, Relena had the button undone. Heero felt a great tension building up, but now that his body was starting to warm up, it seemed like needles pricking him. They were like the kind you feel when your foot goes to sleep for a really long time, then the blood starts to come back in waves of pain. By the time he knew what was going on, Relena was nervously and carefully tugging on his zipper. When she finally pulled it all the way down, her shaking hands pulled away, allowing the jeans to fall to the floor. She was beginning to feel faint when she saw him. My god....I can't believe what I am doing.... Relena knew what she had to do....so to make the situation less embarrassing, she turned Heero around, so his back was facing her. The cherry red girl quickly pulled Heero's boxer shorts off and with only a quick flash of pale white skin she helped him into the tub. Well, that wasn't so bad she lied to herself.
Instantly, Heero felt the extreme heat of the water. He groaned as days of coldness melted from his mind. He sank lower into the bath, ignoring the slight discomfort of some bruises on his skin being pressed on by sliding in the hard tub. "Are you all right?" came a small voice close to his ears. "Yeah." was all he could say. Relena wasn't sure what to do now, but she'd die before she'd ask him. All she could do was stare. She watched the relaxed look upon his face. His eyes were closed, his expression soft, his body....wow.....(author sighs. yummy!) He needed to be cleaned. "Heero?" she murmered, but he didn't seem to notice. "Heero?" she said a little louder. Nothing. Then she noticed that he started sliding further down. Relena gasped! Heero was asleep! Oh Perfect!!! That's exactly what you're supposed to do in a bath tub full of water....SLEEP! Relena pulled Heero up to a sitting position, and he was still half-asleep. "Heero...wake up." It was the cutest thing she had ever seen, he was sitting straight up but his head was bobbing. He was still trying to sleep. She shook her head feeling a little more comfortable, knowing he couldn't see her. She began to soap up the upper half of his body, but this wasn't working the way she had hoped for Heero was starting to lean back. Relena, with her soapy hands clinging to his hard chest, tried to wake him up. "Heero," she said with some volume. "Wake up." Heero began to open his eyes, and for the life of him, he had not been prepared to see this. Relena, with her hands on his unclothed body, was leaning over, wearing a slightly damp silk robe and was nearly falling all the way out of it. He could see her form perfectly in the light. The robe may as well have been lying on the floor, for it wasn't doing a very good job of covering her up. Heero looked up to her eyes and saw they hadn't changed one bit. Still beautiful, but she certainly didn't look like a little girl anymore, she looked like a woman. Her hair was falling all around her face, and the longest ends of it were hanging in the water. Heero felt a small warmth on his cheeks, and Relena smiled. You're blushing.... I've never seen that before... Relena, realizing that he was very awake sat on the floor by the tub. "Are you okay?" she asked softly. Heero nodded. "I...I think...I'll wait outside." she forced herself to say, then quickly hurried out the door. Heero sat still for a minute, watching the closed door, then leaned back and dunked his head under the water. He came back up, washed his hair, with a very girly smelling shampoo, then stood up and dried himself carefully.
Relena stood outside the door, while calming herself down. When the door opened she nearly jumped out of her skin. Heero had only a towel on, and was still slightly damp. His hair was slicked back and he looked.... sexy. Sexy, but cold. He was shaking from the cold house, for the heat had gone out. "Oh, here!" Relena said as she reached on the other side of the bathroom door, and handed him a robe. Heero looked at it for a moment before accepting it. He felt ridiculous, for the robe was white with big pink polkadots, and far too small. He could barely wrap the whole thing around him, and his chest was hardly covered. Relena twisted her lips, and tried not to smile, but it was terribly difficult. The guy who once (well, more than once) threatened to kill her, who saved the planet, who was a deadly gundam pilot, was wearing a cute little polkadotted, and pink no less, robe. The worst part was. he looked adorable. His mouth formed a small frown, his hair was still damp, and he looked ready to kill someone. But to Relena, that was cute. "What?" he asked, daring her to laugh. Relena had nearly let one slip, when she said, "Let's go get you some clothes, alright?" He nodded solemnly. Relena led poor Heero upstairs with her, walking slowly, in case he still felt weak. He didn't seem fully recovered, although his skin was its normal color again and he wasn't shivering. Bringing Heero into one of her servant's rooms she pulled some clothes from the closet. "Here, these should fit fine." she smiled, with some concern still in her eyes. Heero would have taken almost anything over what he was wearing, and so he quickly accepted them. Relena took him to a room by hers, brought some extra blankets in then walked out, closing the door behind her. Heero set the clothes down and then began to remove the robe, when the door swung open. "I almost forgot -" Heero's head quickly turned to look at her in shock. "Oh, my! I'm sorry." Relena felt her cheeks getting red again. "I have to clean those wounds." "They are all closed now." "But Heero -" "I just bathed, they're clean." Relena had to do something, she wanted to help. "Then, here, let me do this." Relena strided over to his side and began digging in her First Aid kit. She soon pulled out a handful of Band Aids with smiley faces. When she saw Heero's frown, she thought twice. "I don't have any flesh colored, sorry. Would you prefer the ones with hearts?" Heero sighed, realizing she was dead serious, and sat down on the bed. Relena sat behind him and began strategically sticking the happy little Band Aids on his back. She then moved in front of him and placed a couple on his chest, one on his stomach, and then another on his cheek. "Is that better?" he asked. "Do you feel better now?" "Yes." she said with a slight smile. Relena stared down at his slightly burned flesh, and tears welled up in her eyes again. Heero noticed, but wasn't sure what to do. What should I .do? With some hesitation, Heero raised his hand. Pausing, he thought about leaving, but when a tear fell, his hand found her cheek. Catching the tear, he asked, "What? What is it?" His voice was so soft, and sweet that she really wanted to cry now. "I still can't believe...." she started, but couldn't finish, for the tears came rolling with no sign of slowing. Heero's heart sank at the sight of seeing Relena. Scooping her into his arms easily, he walked out into the hallway and opened a couple of doors, finally finding the one he knew was hers. Keeping her face pressed gently to Heero's chest, Relena closed her eyes. By the time they made it to the bed, Relena was nearly asleep. Pulling back the covers, Heero carefully laid her in bed, gently tucking in the sleepy girl. "Good night." he whispered softly. No response. Heero smiled to himself, and stared for a moment. "Good night." came a small, drowsy voice. Heero left the room.
"Damn it!" Heero cursed softly as he layed back in his bed. It was 7a.m.and he still hadn't gotten one wink of sleep. His body was still bruised on the inside and now, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop sneezing and sniffling. Why did I come here? What was I thinking? Now, I'm sick and it's snowing so hard that I don't know if it's smart to go out there. Great job, Heero. The red-nosed Heero stood up with the blanket around his body and walked across the room. He sat down in a chair that was in front the frosty window. He began to sniff.... then again....and again...and again and was getting quite annoyed with himself. Sighing, he knew that if he left now, he would probably catch pneumonia, and he could already feel himself getting sicker by the minute. "This is perfect. Oh man, what was I thinking?" he murmered to himself as he pressed his forehead against the windowpane. "I'll just make this easy on the both of us. I'll have to make it clear that the snow is the only thing keeping me here." Heero stared at the frost on the window. "Relena...." he whispered to no one. His mind wandered back to when he woke up in the tub. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks.....she had seen everything, and he had been too drunk with weakness to even realize it. Heero felt a little warmth on his cheeks at the thought, but dismissed it....he couldn't be blushing, could he?
Relena woke to the sound of a sneeze in the next room. With a warm smile, she sat up and stretched. "Heero...." The word rolled off her tongue so pleasantly that her smile widened. "Hm...I didn't have that dream again.... I'm so glad. It was horrible." Suddenly, Relena's smile faded. "Heero cheated death again." she stood up. "He has been given another chance, and I won't let him take it for granted. And I won't take it for granted either, for this is also my second chance. The chance to let Heero know just how much he means to me." Relena, having set her mind upon a goal, dressed and headed for Heero's room. However, Relena was taken aback when she walked into Heero's room. He looked awful. "Heero?" she whispered as she made her way towards him. "You don't look well. You're still sick, lie down." Heero's eyes were glazed over but were highlighted by the dark circles under them, his nose was candy-apple red, and his skin slightly pale. "I'm fine." he said in a rather hoarse voice. "Heero, you're not fine. Have you looked at yourself? You're frightening." Relena took her hand and placed in on his forehead. "My God, you're burning up. Lie down." "I feel fine." "I think that we should go to the hospital, I'll go see if the snow has melted any." Relena quickly strided down stairs and towards the front door. She unbolted and unlocked it. They certainly wouldn't be able to get out in that weather, she thought. The phone! Maybe it worked. She hurried to the telephone. "Darn it. It's still dead." she sighed. "What am I going to do?" Just then, a loud THUMP! echoed through the house. "Heero!" She bolted to the stairs only to find Heero had fallen down some of the steps. "Oh! You really are hard-headed sometimes!" she scolded. With a sigh, Relena helped Heero up. "What do you think you are doing?" "I'm leaving." "..What?" "I'm leaving." "But.. you can't! Why?! That's stupid! You'd never make it!!" Relena was so confused. Just last night..... he was so.... "No! Heero don't leave!" Heero walked slowly past her. "Why? I don't understand.Please..." she struggled to hold back tears. "don't leave me...." Relena's knees began to shake and her body began to sway, tears ran down her cheeks. Heero stopped dead in his tracks. "Relena...." His back was still facing her. "...don't cry." Turning, Heero kept his eyes lowered. He knew that if he looked at Relena, he wouldn't be able to leave. It's all for the best Relena....I promise.... Relena sank to the floor, and all of her pride fled her. She had to say it, it was now or never! "Don't leave me. I need you..... Heero, I -" But before Relena could finish Heero pulled her= into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. "Relena.... don't cry anymore." His hands seemed to have minds of their own, as they slowly slid up and down Relena's back. I feel so strange.... what's come over me? "Promise you won't cry anymore?" "Promise you won't leave me?" Heero closed his eyes, nuzzling his face in her hair, shaking his head no. "At least stay until Christmas. Promise me that." There was a brief moment of silence. "I promise."
To Be Continued...
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