Story by SinisterMarmalade.
I intend no infringement, disrespect or profit from this story. I have only the highest respect for Gundam Wing, it's story and it's authors.
On with the show.
GW LIFETIME ORIGINAL: THE RELENA PEACECRAFT STORY
Heero Yui stood next to the teacher's desk in a completely new school full of teenagers who didn't come here for the sole purpose of blowing up OZ bases.
"Class, please welcome our new student, Heero Yui," the teacher announced to the class. As she rambled on with some inane welcome speech Heero scanned the room. He knew he could take down anyone here including the teacher, but it wasn't neccesary, not yet. A pause came in the welcome speech;
"I am Heero Yui, and I am pleased to be here," he said coldly, bowing.
"Heero, would you take a seat next to Miss Peacecraft? Relena, would you mind showing Heero around?" asked the teacher.
"Of course I wouldn't mind. Hello Heero," said Relena. He bowed stiffly to her in response. When he wasn't looking, Relena dropped a mini tracking unit into his backpack.
After school Heero drove one of Quatre's cars to the mansion he and the other pilots were staying at, also owned by Quatre. He had barely stepped through the door when the phone rang. He ignored it and stepped into the living room, crashing on the couch. The phone continued to ring. After fifteen rings he surmised that no one else was home, and after twenty he decided the call must be important. "No one would be this persistent if it wasn't," he thought to himself. He got up off the couch and walked over to the kitchen. Scowling, he picked up the phone.
"Yes?" he asked into the phone.
"Hello Heero," responded a voice he recognized from earlier in the day. Involuntarily, Heero gasped with surprise.
"How did you get this number?" he asked with the harshness which an unwelcome shock can bring. He had taken every pain to be secure, as was his normal paranoid way of life.
"I dropped a tracking device into your pack, and then I had someone follow you home just to be sure. Once we knew where you live I bribed someone at the telephone company to get your phone number," Relena responded as if this were normal behavior.
"Why?" Heero's voice was tinged with cold anger, but Relena seemed to be oblivious to it.
"You're a new student, so you need someone to help you out while you acclimate to your surroundings. That, and your number was unlisted," she responded cheerfully. "Hey, I've got an idea. Why don't you meet me at the La'frange coffee house for a study session and so I can tell you about the school?"
Heero thought about it. His first instinct was to get as far away from this woman as was humanly possible, but he knew he had a mission to do. 'Besides, since when did a perfect soldier fear women?' he thought to himself.
"Hai, I will be there at two o'clock," he replied coolly.
"That will be wonderful," she said happily. "Don't be late."
Heero carefully placed the reciever back in it's place and prepared to meet this strange girl. Before he left he checked to make sure his gun was fully loaded and well concealed.
End Scene 1
I intend no infringement, disrespect or profit from this story. I have only the highest respect for Gundam Wing, it's story and it's authors.
On with the show.
GW LIFETIME ORIGINAL: THE RELENA PEACECRAFT STORY
Heero Yui stood next to the teacher's desk in a completely new school full of teenagers who didn't come here for the sole purpose of blowing up OZ bases.
"Class, please welcome our new student, Heero Yui," the teacher announced to the class. As she rambled on with some inane welcome speech Heero scanned the room. He knew he could take down anyone here including the teacher, but it wasn't neccesary, not yet. A pause came in the welcome speech;
"I am Heero Yui, and I am pleased to be here," he said coldly, bowing.
"Heero, would you take a seat next to Miss Peacecraft? Relena, would you mind showing Heero around?" asked the teacher.
"Of course I wouldn't mind. Hello Heero," said Relena. He bowed stiffly to her in response. When he wasn't looking, Relena dropped a mini tracking unit into his backpack.
After school Heero drove one of Quatre's cars to the mansion he and the other pilots were staying at, also owned by Quatre. He had barely stepped through the door when the phone rang. He ignored it and stepped into the living room, crashing on the couch. The phone continued to ring. After fifteen rings he surmised that no one else was home, and after twenty he decided the call must be important. "No one would be this persistent if it wasn't," he thought to himself. He got up off the couch and walked over to the kitchen. Scowling, he picked up the phone.
"Yes?" he asked into the phone.
"Hello Heero," responded a voice he recognized from earlier in the day. Involuntarily, Heero gasped with surprise.
"How did you get this number?" he asked with the harshness which an unwelcome shock can bring. He had taken every pain to be secure, as was his normal paranoid way of life.
"I dropped a tracking device into your pack, and then I had someone follow you home just to be sure. Once we knew where you live I bribed someone at the telephone company to get your phone number," Relena responded as if this were normal behavior.
"Why?" Heero's voice was tinged with cold anger, but Relena seemed to be oblivious to it.
"You're a new student, so you need someone to help you out while you acclimate to your surroundings. That, and your number was unlisted," she responded cheerfully. "Hey, I've got an idea. Why don't you meet me at the La'frange coffee house for a study session and so I can tell you about the school?"
Heero thought about it. His first instinct was to get as far away from this woman as was humanly possible, but he knew he had a mission to do. 'Besides, since when did a perfect soldier fear women?' he thought to himself.
"Hai, I will be there at two o'clock," he replied coolly.
"That will be wonderful," she said happily. "Don't be late."
Heero carefully placed the reciever back in it's place and prepared to meet this strange girl. Before he left he checked to make sure his gun was fully loaded and well concealed.
End Scene 1
