So I arrived approximately ten minutes late. You would think her love for me would overpower any of her needs to chastise me. But no, I'm everyone's punching bag. Just because she's having family problems doesn't justify what she did.
"Heero! That's the fish fork!" and how am I supposed to know what a stupid fish fork looks like? And when am I going to ever use this kind of worthless information ever in my life?
"Heero, my brother will be here in an hour. If you don't know a fish fork from a salad fork, you could be at mortal peril." Okay, so she made a few good points. I'm sure her brother wouldn't have hesitated to decapitate me over something as marginal as silverware.
I grunted in return, not fully wanting her to know that I was consenting to her game of "make-believe". Though one could hardly say that the notion of twenty-five statesmen and politicians breathing down my neck and hanging on my every word was "make-believe".
Did I forget to mention that? Relena decided it would be "lovely" (her word – not mine) to have a little "coming-out" party. I tried to tell her I wasn't gay, but she just laughed. Does she really think I'm gay? If she does, then I should seriously correct her – perhaps that's the reason she's been acting like my mother.
Unfortunately, my darling love also invited my wonderful best friend, Duo Maxwell. Who, by the way, didn't even get up to go to work this morning – even though Relena and I were not present at the office. I'll make sure to dock his pay.
"Heero? Heero…." Called Relena, waving her hand in front of my face. I guess I spaced out a bit. She sighed – I could tell she thought I was a lost cause. I'm really not. I just never knew that there were so many pieces of cutlery – or that I had to memorize them in an hour. The only way for me to gain her absolute trust is show her that I'm dependable. I can do this…
"You look tired, Heero. Why don't you just go home and rest? I can hold of the hordes for today." With the promise I'd just made to myself fresh in my mind, I still thought of reconsidering. I'd had quite a rough day. The leader of my country had beaten me up, and then I beat up his secretary. But somehow that just didn't even out.
"No. I will stay." Simple, easy – no need to really explain.
Her face brightened considerably and I felt pretty good. You know, some people are right – doing nice stuff gives you are nice feeling in your stomach. Or maybe it was all that wine she made me test (believe me, after two sips of fifteen different wines, that's about thirty sips. Now, if there're approximately eighteen sips per glass…oh hell, I was pretty drunk). I don't know, but it was very interesting.
It got me in such a mood that I did something very uncharacteristic of myself. I'm seriously thinking I might have been drunk on that cabaret. Not so good, after all.
"Why don't we have a party of our own afterwards?"
Once I'd said the words I immediately meant to take them back. I don't think I've ever been so forward in my life. Well, unless you count the times I told her I was going to kill her. That was pretty forward, too.
And yet, both times, she just didn't take a hint. Thank God.
"That such a great idea!" she exclaimed. You know the many times I've said I was thoroughly confused – they don't even come close. They don't even compare. I have to say that at that moment, I was seriously rethinking the reason why I loved Relena (not that there really is a reason, anyways). I don't think it'd be the same if I thought she was really that bold with men.
"We can just have the gang," I have to say that I was pretty stunned, but when she said "gang" my internal system was gagging to keep down the chuckles, "stay over after the political dinner, we can stay here and play games or something. We're going to have so much fun! Heero, you're a genius."
By that time the sweat was rolling off my forehead as I tried desperately to keep in the mass of chortles building up in my system. I swallowed loudly, hoping she would be too excited to see me and my reddening face. At least she thought I was a genius. I'm sure that counts for a point or two.
Normally, I would have thought that this "point system" Duo had invented was stupid, but I was actually getting into it, even though I'm not going to admit it to him. A little healthy competition isn't bad. Besides I like winning.
"Heero are you alright?" she asked, eyes widening with worry. Great, Mr. Smooth had succeeded in making her think I was dead. I wonder if she'd love me more if she thought I was going to die. Anything for a few points.
She must have noticed my feverish looking face. I immediately calmed down, slowing my breath and heart rate to an almost sleep-like state. Regulating your bodily functions has its good moments. And no, I don't mean the fact that you never have to take Metamucil. I mean, if you're ever in a tight jam, like say the government is giving you a lie-detector test, you just slow your heart to the normal rate and tell as many perjuries as you like. The things you learn each day.
"I'm fine."
"Good." She said, beaming at me – making me feel totally guilty. Just then, the distant sound of a doorbell awakened my sleep-like state. They were here. Someone save me! She looked over at me, as if she knew exactly what I was thinking, "Let the party begin!"
A/N-yes, another filler chapter. Sorry I took so long in updating – I've been having computer trouble. However, that means that I have the next few chapters ready, so I would expect an update within the week! Relena must be merited for her corniness, and so I conclude the tenth chapter (and NOT the last) of my beloved story! Love somebody today!
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