The Story of Our Love

Part 6: A Chance To Let Our Hair Down

Relena walked around looking incredibly mean. It seems the happier she gets, the meaner she looks. Noin looked at her fiancée.

" Tell me, Heero. Have you been doing your job?" Zechs asked. I saw Relena looking at you funny. Taking in account that you looked at her the same way..." Noin said. Heero glared at her.

" Noin, I don't really want to talk about that right now." He mumbled sadly(or as sad as Heero can get). Noin sensed an underlying meaning in those words, but dismissed it as Zechs walked up. She knew something was wrong.

" The Catalonias are throwing yetanother gala. Yuy, why don't you and Relena go together? I'm sure she willfinally let that hair of hers down for that night."

" I don't go on dates."

" So what do you do? Have unprotected sex in each other's offices? C'mon Yuy. I'm sure she'd love for you to ask her." Zechs said. Heero thought for a splitsecond that Zechs knew exactlyhow he worked. Technically, that's exactly what they did. That's why it never appeared as if they said more than three words to each other.

Zechs hushed as Relena walked up to them. Relena regarded Zechs and Noin then looked at Heero. His eyes tried to avoid hers. He'd been doing that a lot lately.

" Heero, I need to talk to you. Milliardo, I heard something about a gala at Dorothy's. Is this true? Quatre mentioned something about it in Lady Une's office." Relena asked. Zechs nodded somewhat. Then he looked at his sister, smirking.

" But, you don't like parties. Why a sudden change of heart, little sister?" Zechs said sarcastically. Relena glowered at him, then produced quite possibly the fakest smile known to man.

" Why, big brother, whatever made you think I wouldn't want to go see Dorothy? She's such a dear." Relena said, with the plastered smile on her face.

" Then, yes, she is having a gala and all the delegates are invited. Including the highest ranking one. My goodness! That would be you, wouldn't it? You should go get a dress, my lady." Zechs turned to walk off.

" Ass." Relena said.

" Bitch." Zechs countered. Noin and Heero just watched this exchange. This proved that they did love each other.

" I guess it's a sibling thing." Noin shrugged and followed her fiancé. Heero went in Relena's office. Relena was looking out the window.

" Do you think I should go to that party?" She asked.

" I don't know. Do you think you should?"

" I'm not a party person, Heero."

" Have you ever been to one?"

" I don't really want to talk about it."

" Then don't ask me questions." Heero said. Relena glared at him, then smirked. He walked toward her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they sank to the ground.

Two weeks later, Heero knocked on Relena's door in a tuxedo. He heard a muffled answer he assumed was come in. He liked Relena's house. It was dark, mysterious. He liked a mysterious woman.

" Relena!" He yelled.

" I'm coming, damnit! Hold the fuck on!" She yelled. Heero rolled his eyes. She couldn't go six minutes without cursing. Then Relena stepped out. She wore a large fur coat and a red dress. She held the coat closed for dear life.

" Well, are you ready yet?" Heero asked. Relena reverted back to frowning.

" You know, I'm semi-drunk Heero. I had to be that way in order to get dressed and do my make-up. I also cannot be held liable for what I say or do. Don't make me kill you." Relena said, never loosening the hold on her coat. Heero sighed.

" Whatever." Heero said, opening the door for her. Relena sniffed and walked out.

At the party, Heero was giving the butler is coat and hat when he noticed that Relena's coat was hanging. He looked up and saw her standing there like a true lady. There was an air about her that said that this is what she used to be like. This is where she belonged. She turned and looked at him. Her red dress had a low dip in the front and was the same in the back. It sparkled a bit and set off the shine in her eyes. Relena had deep red lipstick to match and she looked like a princess. But of course, her hair was up in the bun. It was a high bun at that. A ruby band was holding it together.

" Do you think it's too much? I do. I feel like a stripper. I should've worn a suit." Relena said. She looked nervous. Heero smirked.

" You look fine, Relena. This is your chance to let your hair down. Get drunk. Have fun. You run this." He whispered in her ear and nipped at it a bit. Relena, who is semi-drunk, giggled a bit, then caught herself. Clearing her throat,she walked up the stairs and time seemed to stop as everyone looked at her. Dorothy walked up to her.

" Hi, Relena! What a pleasant surprise! I'm so happy that you came. Who is this on your arm? Is he a family friend?" Dorothy smiled at them. The first thing Heero noticed about her were her unbelievable eyebrows. They were weird. And they were dark brown while she was an obviously natural platinum blonde.

" Hi, Dorothy. This is Heero Yuy. He's a Preventer that works at my office. I guess you could say that he's a good friend." Relena said, smiling. Heero could tell that it was the alcohol talking. Hopefully, she wouldn't drink too much tonight.

" Well, let's get this party started, my lady." Dorothy said, her voice annoying the same tone in everything she said. She was almost as bad a Heero, not quite though. Relena nodded and went straight to the drinks. Heero followed her as she picked up a martini and downed it quickly.

" Was that really necessary?" He asked. Relena glared at him.

" Just because I'm dressed like a woman doesn't mean I can't drink like a man, Heero." Relena downed two more before going to mingle. Heero followed her and nudged her every time she was about to say something she would regret later on.

By 11:00, Relena was officially drunk. The clip she had been clawing at in her hair came out and her hair fell down her back. She was gorgeous with her hair down. By the time Heero got her to leave, he could tell she was close to throwing up.

" Hey, Heero." She slurred. That was about the sixth time she had said that exact line. Every time she said that Heero would answer:

" Yes, Relena?" This time, Relena looked sick.

" Pull over! Pull over!!" She yelled, opening the door. Heero came to an abrupt stop as Relena got out. Heero ran around the car and saw her holding her hair back. After throwing up everything she had consumed in the last six hours, she looked at Heero.

" Sorry." She whispered and got in the car. She reached for the coffee Heero had picked up and sipped idly. The car ride was silent until Relena threw the coffee out.

" That was expensive coffee."

" Oooo...a whole dollar. You're pockets are empty." Relena said, twirling a piece of her hair.

" Whatever."

" My hair is down." She realized. Heero smirked.

" Really? I hadn't noticed. Besides, everyone else was too drunk to either. No one will realize it was down. Just come to work with it up." Heero said. Relena looked at him.

" Well, I guess everyone needs that one chance to let their hair down." Relena smiled, once again in her semi-drunk state that the coffee had put her in. Heero just smirked and continued driving.

AN: Well, the next chapter will have major OOC for Duo. It won't be pretty. Technically, if you have a low tolerance for cursing, don't read the next chapter. But, you'll miss a major situation that could change the rating of this story.