Im gonna try posting this again...with a new meaning and anew title...(as well as a new rating to get FF.net off my back...it will not contain a lemon within the actual story)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing (but Id sure be a happy writer if I did :) )
Warnings: Future Shounen ai/yaoi (1x2x1) maybe 3x4 or 3x5 in later chappies...oh and an over obsession with ...'s as pointed out by deathwraith (thanks for the review on the last story...I cant promise that this will be any better but Ill try...)
Rating: PG-13 for now...but just a warning...may be future lemon sequal...which will be posted at my site...I dont really know yet.

Intro:
Ok, I always get people telling me that my fics aren't real enough, because of the said 'fact' that Heero and Relena were romantically involved in the series, and that got me thinking of how I could write a 1x2x1 fic, and yet keep 'true' to the series...well the effect was this fic, but I had to add a a few original characters to make it work, so here they are...

Christophe: Long time crush of Relenas, can be identified with Heero, quiet, mysterious, Brown hair and blue eyes as well, a one time soldier, though anxiously WANTS to return Relenas feelings
He is really the character that sets things in motion if you didnt already guess...hehehe

Jeff: Fiance of Hilde, Ill explain that more later, Outgoing like Duo, yet has his serious moments, worked in data and radar for the war.

hehe..yeah i think you already know where this one is goin....

Oh yeah, this happens three years after the war...they are all nineteen...

Ok now on to the fic....


Heero scowled as he followed Relena out into the ballroom. It was her nineteenth birthday and of course the whole kingdom plus a few others had been invited. And damn near anyone who could afford to dress for the occasion had shown up.

He had givin up on trying to act pleasant on these occasions, though his girlfriend of three years had done everything in her power to help.

Relena had tried to shave away his mask but as soon as everyone thought she had gotten somewhere, Heero Yuy, the perfect soldier would reappear, placing the mask in its proper place, and they would have to start again from scratch.

It seemed unbreakable, something he would carry for the rest of his life. Well, he thought to himself ironically, if masks like this are hardened by tough times, I suppose mine would be Gundanium by now...

Still scowling, Heero opted to stand against the wall near the refreshments rather than join the bustle of the party.

As usual, Relena had already taken off through the crowd as happy as a two year old at christmas, greeting this noble or that representitive, usually chatting with one of the more important people for a few minutes before moving on to the next. Heero was so busy watching her that he didn't notice another boy come up on his left.

"Hello Heero," came a voice that sounded awfully familiar, Heero turned quickly, allowing a small smile to come through as he saw who it was.

"Hey Quatre," he responded in his still everpresent monotone voice "I didn't know you'd be here."

Quatre smiled at him "Well I wasn't planning on coming, but Miss Relena insisted."

"Hn."

"So how is it going?" Quatre tried, not wanting their conversation to fade, after all, they hadn't seen eachother in nearly three years...

"Fine" Heero replied...Quatre shook his head, even after three years with one of the most talkative people in the universe, Heero still wasn't a man of many words.

Heero looked back through the crowd, his eyes quietly searching for Relena, who they found seconds later, talking with some stranger, probably a prince based on how he was dressed, and about their age. He watched carefully and realized that the two had been talking for quite some time, longer than Relena usually spent on a single person.

He heaved himself gracefully off the wall, to Quatres surprise, and walked towards the two. When he reached them, Relena was lauging at some joke or another the boy had just finished and he was smiling appreciativly. She didn't seem to notice Heero until she saw her companion look over her shoulder at something.

She turned to see what it was and came face to face with Heero.

At first neither said anything, but Heero came out suddenly "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

Relena was surprised with Heero, he had never asked to be introduced to anyone, but was only to happy to comply.

"OH! right. Heero, this is Christophe, we used to go to the same school, and Christophe this is Heero."

Christophe smiled "Nice to meet you." He held out his hand in greeting which Heero took in his firm grasp, somewhat startling the other boy.

"Hn, likewise" he said halfheartedly, it was then that he noticed that Christophe, though he was dressed in even more elegant attire and had his hair slicked back, looked alot like himself.
Brown hair, blue eyes, about the same height, the only difference was the expression on his face.

While Heero wore the constant scowl that he had had since the war, Christophe seemed like he smiled often. It was an attractive feature.

Heero was also a little surprised at how Relena had introduced him to the new boy. Not that it bothered him, but usually when she introduced Heero to someone she knew, it would either be: "My boyfriend Heero," or "My fiance Heero," they were, after all, engaged...somewhat. Heero decided to put it out of his mind and nodded as Christophe walked off to talk to another girl at the party, and Relena watched him go admiration in her eyes.

"Isn't he great Heero?" she said. As usual, his glare after this comment had absolutly no effect on her and he decided to simply acknowledge her comment with a nod and walked back to where Quatre was standing.

"Is everything alright Heero?" Quatre asked tentitivly.

"Hn. Everythings fine." But Heero knew it was a lie, and was sharply reminded of that lie everytime he saw Relena seeking Christophes company, or giggling as she walked by the said boy. it was almost as if she were...flirting...Heero was suddenly brought back to the war...when Relena had been first interested in him, and saw the similarities.

He felt a knot forming in his stomach, but like always, such a thing was ignored by the former soldier. Relena had flirted before, with many others. Heero calmed himself with that thought. In the end, it would be him she would come back to. Him she would dance the final dance with...

Heero knew of his possesivness. His fear of ever losing Relena. She was the only one who had ever offered him comfort, the only one who had ever let him hold her to regain his balance, she would never purposely hurt him, of that he was sure...but that resolve didn't hold up well as he watched her awhile longer.

Quatre of course, didn't believe the boy for a minute. He had a gift for being able to tell when his friends were confused, angry or upset, and Heero was definitly one of the three. He tried to read something from Heeros face but it was like reading a blank book, so Quatre just sighed and settled in against the wall once more. He would figure it out, he just had to be patient...

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The party seemed to go on for ages, but at around two am, the exclusive band that Relena had booked herself announced the last song of the night.

Heero prepared himself, this was usually the time Relena would ask him for a dance, it was almost like a ritual for the two now. Relena would spend the night brushing elbows with the finest, but would always Save the last dance [1] for him. Sure enough, he saw Relena advancing towards him, a bright smile on her face, but when she reached him, she made no move to pull him out on the dance floor. Instead she stood in front of him and looked him square in the eye.

"Heero, would you mind if we cut our dance for tonight?"

Heero was shocked. Never...NEVER had she ever wanted to skip one of their dances. What was going on?

"Its just that...well see, I really haven't seen Christope in awhile...and well, I promised him a dance...and we haven't gotten to it yet..."

Heero just answered her in his monotone voice "So you want to dance the last dance with Christophe."

"Yes"

Heero hesitated. She was serious. What else could he do? He leaned back against the wall next to Quatre once more. "Hn..."

"Oh thank you heero!" Relena smiled brightly "I knew you'd understand!" Without losing that smile she ran off quickly to where Christophe was waiting and they were soon twirling to a waltz, their feet following the steady three beats of the cello.

Relena looked as if she were having the time of her life, talking with Christophe, laughing and smiling. The smile that could save the world....or bring it crashing down upon your head. Whichever way you wanted to look at it...

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The next day, Relena called Heero into her office. He of course made the short trip across the palace, but when he arrived, he saw that the usually happy face of Relena was solemn, completely buisness like, a look she had never given to Heero since the war.

Heero was curious to what she had to say and stood against the wall with his arms crossed...waiting.

"Heero..." Relena looked at him like she felt sorry for him, like, he had lost some reletive, a close one. Of course, that couldn't be true, he had no relatives, so he just stood there and listened to whatever she had to say, but what it was was to come as a shock even to him.

"Heero...I think its time..that we went our seperate ways..."

Heeros eyes widened. What was going on?

"...Heero I live for the people...and...they aren't very comfortable with their leader living together with the once head of the former Gundam pilots...I can't run my country, nor achieve peace when I myself have betrayed that pacifism...Its true that I denounced them for a little while, but now with our newly acheived peace after the Marimeia incident, well, I have to make sure my people know that I once again believe in that pacifist doctrine..."

Heero tried to take in what she was telling him...

"So you are saying...that because you are with me...that you have betrayed your pacifist ways?"

Relena had obviously been thinking of how to break up with him for awhile, but he had a feeling that she wasn't being totally truthful.

"Yes heero, in a way...that is what Im saying. I have many people to guard in my kingdom. Many people that I love with all my heart..."

Heero didn't want to listen anymore. The lies were coming off her tongue at a rate now almost too much for him to bear. He could see the truth. In fact, he had known it since lats night...He interrupted quickly.

"I believe there is one person in particular of whom you speak," he said icily,"One person whom I had the priveledge of meeting last night..."

By the look on Relenas face after he said this, he knew he had hit right on the money. He grinned sarcastically...

"I hope you enjoy your life together." Without so much as a look back, he walked to their room, changed into his own, old clothes, picked up his laptop and jumped out the window, sliding down a drainpipe. He didn't feel like being bothered on the way out.

In the past when he had been hurt, he had always gone back to Relena, though shed hardly ever held him since last battle of the war, she'd let him hold her, and that would be comfort enough for the time being. He never really told her what was wrong, just needed something to hold onto. An anchor you might say.

But now...who was he to turn to? He had no family, no relatives...he was just about to head for the dock and head overseas somewhere, when a yellow limousine pulled up to his right. The front window rolled down and Heero saw the face of Dorothy Catalonia sticking out.

"Jump in" she said without asking what he was up to. Of course, she always seemed to know what was going on so he wasn't surprised.

Really having no other options Heero slowly walked to the other side of the car and got in and they sped off in the direction of the Winner mansion....

[1]Hehe...I love that movie! ^_~

Anywho..yeah theres the first chapter..I know its really not that interesting yet and NO Dorothy and Heero DONT get involved...neither do Quatre and Dorothy...so dont worry...Duo will start to play a part in this (obviously) in the second or third chapter so...yeah...please review...this is my first serious fanfic for Gundam Wing after My attempted songfic 'Id rather:boys dont cry' (which by the way...I seriously have to revise ne?)...hehe and for which Im grateful, and still waiting for any more suggestions on *hinthint* anyway since my muses are taking a nap...*looks at muses passed out on the floor* Ill take a soda break and get onto the second chapter...If I dont completly dump this and write some AU fic instead...keeping to the story is so tiresome :P