Hello again everybody!! ((Well, by everybody, I mean, Dana-chu, HeeroDuo4eva, and Sunny Dragoness, you being the only people who have read this so far....))
Dana: You've read this before at school, so sorry; you don't count.
HeeroDuo4eva: I know, I know, usually I refrain from having the detestable Relena in any fic, except as someone to mock.... This time I just had to be mean.
Sorry!
Sunny Dragoness: Once again, you are the most AWSOME reviewer EVER!! I sympathize with everything you said. Can't stand Relena, and I'm making Heero act like a prick. The sad thing is; I like Duo!!!! Hate to see what I'd do to him if I didn't... twisted; I'm just twisted. Email me sometime, that'd be cool.
This Chapter's for you guys!!
Dana, Sunny and HeeroDuo: whooo, lucky us....
Xtine: [drops dead under astounding weight of sarcasm]
Disclaimer: 'Tis a strange fate that we must suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing... such a little thing....
Lawyers: [tapping briefcases] It's not a small thing to us.
Boromir: Yeah. And stop stealing my lines. Wait. Aren't I dead?
Xtine: I thought that this was supposed to be an angsty fic. Ah well...
Chapter Two: Betrayals
Everyone else left.
Quatre and Trowa went off together, basking in the rosy glow of a happiness that I knew I could never be a part of. I hated them, in some small corner of my heart. They had found each other; found some small measure of grace in the years of bloody war and the loss of innocence.
They stayed together.
I hated them for that.
When the two of them were together, the rest of the world ceased to exist. It was the sort of love I had never had with Heero; my cold, calculating, perfect Heero.
With him, it was me who ceased to exist.
But sometimes, that glimpse, so small as to be almost invisible to the casual glance. It was enough to keep me holding on to him, pleading, praying, as more and more wounds were inflicted on my soul.
::I can't feel the way I did before.::
Wufei was the next one to leave our team, following Sally Po into the Preventers...and into her arms.
Theirs was a love I couldn't even pretend to understand. They fought constantly, every day threatening to end it forever.
And yet....
And yet I would look into his dark eyes and see only exasperated affection, see his small smile whenever he looked at her. He was lucky, to have someone to love and to love him in return. Not everyone's stories had ended so happily.
Zechs.
He had been our greatest rival during the Eve Wars, and our uneasy ally afterwards.
He hadn't been so fortunate.
Zechs had loved Treize, madly, with his entire being. It had taken him nearly a year to recover from bereavement following his lover's death. A year... after which everything he had loved had been made a lie, in the form of one small girl. Mariemaea Khushrenada.
I had spoken with him shortly after Dekim's plans had been averted; had seen that deep sadness in his cool eyes.
His eyes always made me think of Heero, somehow; so alike, and yet so different. They were both so much stronger than I, both so remote, both so infuriatingly capable. It had been Zechs who had been there when Hilde left – the rest of my "friends" were too busy to bother.
Hilde.
Her leaving hurt worst of all.
After two years of partnership and casual flirtation, she had found me crying alone. Heero had vanished once again, even though Relena was safe; the world at peace.
Concern writ on her face, quiet assurances that it would be all right, that I could tell her what was wrong had lulled me...stupid, really.
I had made the mistake of telling her about Heero.
My love, my hopes, my bitter, bitter disappointment.
She spat at me, revulsion in her eyes.
"You disgust me." A step backwards.
"You're going to hell." An unconscious gesture, grasping at her cross.
((stop it stop it stop it....))
"It's unnatural, it says so in the Bible." Turning her back....
((please....))
"I'll pray for your soul." ....walking away.
Leaving me alone again.
::Don't turn your back on me...::
But Wufei was ensnared in the joys of marital bliss.
Quatre and Trowa only saw each other.
Heero?
No one knew about him.
Zechs was the only one there, with his caustic opinions and wry sense of humour. He got me drunk, took me home, and tucked me in – fending off my advances with quiet amusement – and returned home to his wife Lucrezia...
Only to find her in another man's arms.
He beat the lover nearly to death, went outside, and put a bullet in his head.
His dear sister denounced him publicly, saying that his actions were "deplorable", that he was a "disgrace", and "no son of the Peacecraft family."
The bitch didn't even attend his funeral.
Never mind that he had done in his life had been for her sake. Never mind that he had renounced his rightful claim to the Sank Kingdom in her favour. Never mind that he was her only brother....
Relena was only ever concerned with her public image.
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OWARIII!!!
....I killed Zechs. [goes into shock]
Next chappie up soon, I promise....oh my GOD. I KILLED Zechs. I'm never going to get over this...sobs
Opinions on how this should end?? I have two endings written, but that means the story will end in the next chapter... I'll let you guys decide, I still dunno. No spoilers on here, though!!! Mwahahahahahaha!! You'll have to email me and bribe me with inflatable Zechs dolls and chibi Epyon stuffed toys!!! Mwahahahahahahahahahahahhaaaarrrrrrrr.
Xtine the Pirate