Crazychickie4life: Alrighty guys, I haven't been around for a while now have I? Have ya'll missed me? Well I decided to start writing the sequel (after about a months worth of DDR and DDR and DDR obsessed), so you'll all be happy wappy! Anyway, this story, as people have voted, will have some lemony scenes. But don't worry, for all those who hate those sort of things, I will be writing alternate chapters for you...same thing only without the lemon parts. ^ ^. Hey what can I say? I'm a very kind person. Tee hee. I hope you guys will all like the sequel to Leave And Never Look Back!

Chapter 1: It's all Shia's fault! (laying the blame)

Relena glared at the petruding sky that had taken to make the day gloomy and dark. Relena had no place to go and nothing to do. It was pouring buckets of rain outside, and thunder struck within 4 minute intervals (not as if she was counting), which sent the poor young girl bouncing on the couch and into a frightened, huddled form with each sounding clap.

All plans of practice were banned from her mind. Who would be crazy enough to hop into a lake with a lightening and thunderstorm over head? Well actually, the thought was appealing to her nicely, as she was so bored that even the scare of her life would seem more intense and interesting then flinging herself onto her over stuffed couch every time the frightening sound was heard from above.

3....2....1. Relena yet again buried her face into the cushions of the couch and embraced herself. When the thunder had stopped again, she sat back up on the couch.

Thankfully, the power had yet to go out. She still had the company of her television, and her overfed Persian cat, Shia.

"Shia, I think that today isn't the best day in the world. I'm hungry. Are you hungry?" She stared at the cat hopefully, as if waiting for it to respond.

What was she doing to herself? She had stooped so low as to talk to a cat, and expect it to respond as if it was a proper human conversation. Maybe she was going crazy.

"Never mind Shia, you're too fat anyway. I do believe I am the only one in this household who actually has the right to eat. From now on, you are on a 20-day diet. You cannot eat a thing until you lose that belly of yours. What will you do when Ryokie decides that he has found a more beautiful, slimmer Persian cat then you? What if he runs off with her? Then what will you do?"

Now she was definately losing it. Her neighbour happened to have a quite handsome black, tabby cat whose name was Ryokie. Whenever Ryokie was outside, and Relena opened the door, Shia would dawdle out, her gut trailing on the floor, and the two would play for hours. But always, as if it were a ritual, the two would depart from one another and go to their homes at almost exactly sunrise. It was like the two ran on clockwork. Relena and all the neighbours were always greatly amused by their little display.

"Shia, it's been a week since I've heard from Hilde, Catherine, Dorothy or Sally! I think that they're too wrapped up in their boyfriends to even talk to me. I don't think I have friends anymore. Shia you are, from now on, my best friend in the whole world. And then there's Heero, he was supposed to be back 2 days ago, but nooooo Noin had to keep him and work on some 'mission'. Shia, have I told you you're my best friend? Shia don't look at me like that!" The cat stared at her, eyes looking almost pleadingly at her. It was as if she was still focussing on her loss of food. Wait a minute...could cats actually understand the English language?

"Fine Shia, because your such a good friend...my BEST friend, I'll let you have some of my ice cream." So Relena got up from the couch, having lost track of time, she forgot to count 4 minutes, and she cringed at the loud clap of thunder. She walked over to her kitchen and, behind her, followed Shia, her faithful little servant. She dipped her hands into the freezer, and pulled out a pale of chocolate fudge ice cream.

She grabbed 2 spoons out of a drawer, and headed back into the living room, where her sofa was awaiting her. She plopped down, and after several failed attempts, Shia finally managed to haul herself up, and onto the couch.

"Alright dig in Shia"

But Relena, in her fragile state of mind, had confused Shia with an actual person, and had somehow forgotten, that cats do not eat with spoons. Shia was staring expectantly back up at Relena and Relena stared confusedly at her.

"I said dig in Shia" she repeated

The cat still gave her that look.

"Dammit Shia, if all you were going to do was stare at me like that in the first place, and my efforts to feed you were inappropriate, then why did I get up and get this ice-cream?"

The cat still stared at her. Then she meowed...loudly much to Relena's annoyance.

She was beginning to loathe the creature, and had images of herself stabbing it.

No wait! Don't think that! Her mind screamed at herself. She was only temporarily insane, from the loss of her fiancée, and no human being to talk to for 5 days. And that didn't even count, because she had merely conversed with the grocery bag boy at the supermarket, because she was immensely bored. Not even her neighbours, the ones that weren't nosy and invaded her life, and considered friends, were away on vacation. Who went on vacation from Florida? It was beautiful here.... except for the fact that it was raining outside like mad!

So Relena, decided to gently, shove Shia off of the couch. Shia flopped off, and after recovering from the fall, gave her an offended glare, and then stormed away in a sloppy prance.

Relena gazed after her, ashamed of her outburst. She began fiddling with her hands. Now what was she supposed to do? Her best friend just left her, because she had pushed her off the couch. Now she was yet again alone.

But just when she thought things couldn't get worse, the power went off, when another thunder bolt hit. Her lights were gone, and the T.V was off. She was in pure darkness.

'Just great' she thought angrily, she had no power what so ever, and she wasn't able to see 2 feet in front of her. Plus, all the food in the freezer was going to go bad. Although it was storming outside, it was still summer and warm in the tropics.

It was all Shia's fault, that stupid cat probably could talk to the lightening wizards and bribe them into turning the power out in her house after she had angered the stupid feline.

She knew damn well that Relena hated lightening and not being able to see her surroundings. It left her feeling vulnerable. When she found Shia, she swore she was going to kill her.

Relena got up, and attempted to find a flashlight. She vaguely made out the direction of the kitchen and went on a blind search for a flashlight.

The task took a while, and after much tripping and several purple bruises later, she had a flashlight in hand, and could see again.

Relena felt as if she was being watched, and it was a terrifying feeling. And as luck would have it, her batteries had to die out.

'shit, I forgot to put new batteries in after the last black out'. She now was quite was quite frightened, grasped around on the counter, attempting to find a weapon for protection.

, While at the same time, franticly searching for her stalker.

When she looked up, she found the source of the problem. It was Shia, the evil cat, who was glaring at her with her huge yellow eyes; from a smug looking position on the cupboards.

Relena felt relieved, but at the same time excruciatingly mad.

She deeply LOATHED that cat! She couldn't remember if she had anymore flashlights in the house, so she stumbled back over to her living room and slumped onto her couch. Another blast of lightening graced her home and she could merely see the ghostly shadows of inanimate objects that carelessly littered the room.

After long minutes later, she decided to set out for her bedroom, where she would soon fall asleep on her cosy bed and hopefully when she awoken the storm would be over.

So as she stumbled her way up her stairs, she just had to trip on a stair. She flew up stairs, but as she was trying to stand, she lost her balance and began tumbling down backwards. She, in an attempt to break her fall, dug her heel back just as she hit the ground, and collapsed onto her ankle.

She heard a snap and knew that it most likely broken. Actually she knew it was broken since she could feel the bone popping out.

She sniffled, attempting to hold in her tears, as pain shot through her ankle when she attempted to walk. But suddenly, she couldn't hold it in any longer and the water works flowed down her cheeks.

'Okay I have to see a doctor and get this stupid problem fixed.' She thought

But that required her to drive and she did not have use of one of her feet. She couldn't call a doctor, because she was certain that when the power went out, the phone line was also cut off. She decided she would have to fix her problem herself, meaning she had to be strong.

Bust she needed light to see her ankle, and the flashlight she had, had burned out and outside was dark and so was the outside. This was impossible.

She then remembered all the candles she had put all around her house to make it smell nice. Now all she needed were matches. She remembered keeping a pack in a drawer in the kitchen. But she had to get there first.

She wobbled over slowly, careful not to put any weight on her right foot.

When she finally made it to the drawer, she dipped her hand inside, and several minutes later she had a pack of matches in her hand.

She once again hobbled into her living room, and lit a match. It gave her enough light to make out her fireplace, where there were candles resting on the mantel. She lit them all.

Only a tad satisfied with the amount of light in the room she let another match and lit the humongous candle on the coffee table.

"And let there be light!" She giggled.

Now for the part she was dreading. She sat herself in a comfortable position on her couch, and looked down at her ankle.

IT was swollen beyond belief, and the white bone was petruding through her flesh.

She lightly touched the sensitive area with her fingertips, and winced at the painful feeling.

How was she going to survive popping the bone back in, if she couldn't even put up with the single touch of her fingers?

She began to slowly push the bone back and into her ankle structure, and she cried out in pain. But she knew she had to put it in soon, and pushed harder. But not only was the bone stubborn, but the pain was unbearable she gave up and cried into a nearby pillow.

Suddenly she felt strong arms surround her.

Heero's POV

Hero had left after the mission in a hurry. He wanted to go back home to his fiancée. He had been away from her for far to long.

When he arrived back at the house, not only was it storming, but also all the power was out.

She unlocked the many locks he had placed on their door 'for Relena's safely' and stepped inside. He found the living room, which was softly glowing in candlelight, and a crying Relena lying on the couch.

Her ankle was he first thing he noticed. It was purple and swollen and obviously broken.

He also took note of the many bruises and cuts that were covering her petit body form.

Heero, admiring Relena's long flowing blonde hair (she dyed it back after the colour began fading). He reached out with his fingers and stroked the unnaturally silky hair and immediately got a reaction out of the young woman.

She turned around and faced him, as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Heero!" she cried out. Her eyes full of joy, but obvious hurt showed in her face. The tracks of salty droplets still pattering down her cheeks.

"Why are you home early......." She began.

"Don't worry about that, I'll explain later. Right now I want to know what happened to you." He stroked her cheek gently.

"I...it was Shia.....Ice-cream......Lightening......Power went out.......Flashlight....Stupid batteries.......Tripped.....Fell.....And it hurts!" She said between strangled sobs, as she clung to Heero's shirt and buried her face into his chest.

Although Heero didn't understand half of what she said, he put pieces of the puzzle together and got the gist of what she was attempting to tell him.

"Relena, I'm going to have to pop the bone back in place. If I don't, then it's not going to heal."

"No Heero, No, I don't want to it hurts. I tried it...it hurts!"

"Relena, I have to. I'll try not to hurt you too much alright?" he asked tenderly

Relena nodded. Heero looked down at the bone and quickly assessed how he was going to pop it back into place. He dealed with injuries bigger then this all the time, this was very simple. But for a girl like Relena, although she was strong, it would still hurt more then that of a trained soldier, who dealed with injuries almost every day.

Relena looked away, and tears began pouring down her face double time, she was obviously working herself up over the pain.

Heero took her chin in his hand and lightly tipped her face up. He looked into her blue eyes, and then began kissing her passionately. While, at the same time, he pushed the bone back into her ankle. She cried out into his mouth, and then clamped her teeth on his bottom lip, but he didn't mind, it didn't hurt as much as some would believe.

After some of the shock wore off, and the two departed from each others mouths, Heero got up and lifted Relena off of the couch. He then continued his way to the stairs and walked up. As he made his way to the landing at the top of the stairs, the power went back on and the storm died down. He lay her on their bed, and put a soft pillow under her ankle. In the morning they would bandage it up.

"Are you alright Relena?"

"I've been better" She smiled at him. "But you haven't told me why you're here yet."

"I finished the mission early, because I couldn't stand being away from you"

Relena's smile widened more, and Heero smiled back.

He gently grasped fistfuls of her hair, and pulled her head up to his, and he kissed her for a long time. They fell asleep in each others arms.

Heero woke up every so often to check on her, and he was beginning to get worried. Every once and a while he would hear her groan about Shia being the devil's incarnate. He would have to ask about that in the morning.

A.N...So how was the first chapter? Kind of eventful but then again not? I'm evil to make Relena brake her ankle aren't I? And Shia....I have an obsession to kill cats (possibly because I own three at home? Nay?) ReViEw NOW! Or I shall sick millions of cats on you! Randomness is fun!