Crazychickie4life: Ok guys, sorry it took me so long to update....I had a lot to do this week, so I say sowwy a million times! ^ ^. Anyway, this chapter is interesting, I wrote it at different times of the week, little bits here and there, and so there were times when I felt in the mood to write with big words and long sentences, but then on other days I would write short sentences that seem immature or lame. So I apologise for that, just think of my story as a quilt. Different patches and designs here and there make it unique. * laughs hysterically at self *. Well have fun indulging yourself in this chapter! P.S, and if anything doesn't make sense, I blame it on my cold!

Chapter 2: Unexpected Surprise

Relena woke up to the infuriatingly over brightness of her master bedroom. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and glared at the alarm clock on the nearby side table. It read exactly 7:25. She couldn't believe she was up that early! Wait a minute that was a complete lie. She had set her system clock to wake up earlier then normal, due to the fact that she had some long awaited surfing to make up for.

It had been 3 weeks ago since she had broken her ankle. The doctor had proclaimed it fully healed and ready to use, just the other day. She had been excited beyond belief. Surfing was a second life for her; a life where she was free on a board, in the great waves in which belonged to mother nature herself. To ride the wave you had to 'be the wave' and that's what she was.

The whole time she had been forcedly cooped up at home, thanks to her so called beloved fiancée, she had tormented her psyche with non-existent things to occupy her time. She had even made up a few invisible friends, possibly because she felt the desperate need to talk to someone she considered something close to a friend. No one had called her for at least a record month now, and because her ego was very large herself, she felt no requirement to stoop as low to call one of her friends first when they could just as easily call her. She had resented not calling any of them, but she truly felt that if she were as important as they always told her, then they would have the heart to call her first, and not vice versa.

Heero hadn't been much help either. He was busy slaving away in his office working on preventor paper work, which required much of his attention. His speciality, security, was another thing he spent too much of his life on. Now, Relena could have lived with not conversing with him for 24 hours straight, and been fine talking to her new found imaginary friends, but the thing that bothered her the most, was that he would not allow her to go anywhere.

Every time she had attempted to secretly escape their home to just go and lie on the beach, he would stop her and pick her up, then plunk her down on a coach. He would not let her do anything on her own either. If she wanted to get up and get breakfast, he insisted on getting it for her. She had felt chained to beds and coaches for the duration of the three weeks, and wasn't sure if she would survive any longer.

But although he had given her a speech the other night on the fact that she should not strain her ankle by just going out and doing strenuous activities right away, she wasn't about to follow his orders. She had been held captive in her own home for far to long, and if she was going to break her ankle again, then screw the bone, bones were meant for breaking. There was no way in heaven or hell that she was going to wait any longer to do the one thing she had missed out on in so long. Especially when the weather was as beautiful as it was at the moment.

She quietly, as to not disturb Heero, slipped her legs over the edge of the bed and walked to her bathroom. When there, she brushed her teeth and hair, and pulled it up into a messy bun. She then crept to her walk in closet, and zoomed through her clothes. Finally deciding on a red bikini with black Capri style swim shorts.

She peeked into the bedroom once again, to see if Heero had stirred, but someone out there was having a good day, because everything was going according to plan.

Careful not to chance her luck, she tiptoed out the room, and immediately stalled when she heard Heero give a grunt and then roll over in bed. She looked over her shoulder, prepared to run if necessary, but relieved to find that it was merely a false alarm. He was sleeping as sound as a baby and hugging a pillow to him, possible because he believed it to be her.

She would never quite get over how adorable he was when he slept. Especially on this particular day with the white satin sheets piling down by his waste, exposing his perfect muscular chest.

She blew him a kiss, although unknown to him, she had a temptation to do so anyway. She then ran down the stairs, two steps at a time. Although her ankle was protesting slightly with an uncomfortable throbbing, she was in no way, going to allow a measly injury spoil her day.

Suddenly she was starving, her stomach growled fiercely and she looked down at it, as if expecting the inferior sound to cease. She frowned; another thorn in her plan. But she also knew that if she did not eat something soon, not only would her stomach complain for every minute she was out surfing, but it was bad for health reasons to do an athletic sport like surfing, without eating something first. She had done it once when she was still living in Hawaii, and had attempted the sport without getting any carbohydrates in, and so she had gone through a pipe, as was usual, but then her head began to feel lightweight and dizzy and she fell off her board. She was lucky that nothing had happened to her physically.

She shuffled into her kitchen and flipped through her cupboards. She finally found a thing of stale strawberry pop tarts, and although she looked at them with disgust, she didn't feel like sitting for ten minutes and eating a bowl of cereal. That would be pure playing at her chances, Heero would most likely by then come down and find her, and then make up some excuse to keep her inside. There was no way she was going to take that chance. So she took out a shiny plastic covered pop tart package and took it with her.

She then made her way to the front door where the key rack was, and plucked a set of keys off. The keys to her gulf cart to be precise. She had invested in one when they moved out, because not ten minutes away was a beach, residents only. There was even a single road dedicated to the small compact machines just for this sort of thing.

She was glad that the beach was residential only, because it meant that the beach was less crowded at times, and everyone knew each other, so it was a friendly place to go.

She hopped into her go cart, after making sure that everything was just as she had left it. Her surfboard, medical kit, towel and sunglasses were all still there. She then took off with a big smile on her face.

Heero wasn't going to get her, and if he attempted to haul her back, she would stay in the water. She hadn't left him a note either, because she knew that he would put two and two together and realise where she was.

Relena, when she made it to the beach, hopped out of the cart, took out her board and tied the ankle bracelet to her ankle. She then checked to see if the beach was clear, and to her luck it was. Then again, it was still early in the morning and on a Saturday for that matter.

She ran to the clear blue waters and dove in. The water was perfect. Conditions were warm, sunny, and excellent waves.

She then began paddling out to the waves and after spotting a keeper, she turned around and began paddling harder. She then rode the wave perfectly. But it was nothing compared to what she was capable of.

She needed to practice on the big time waves so that she could do well for the worlds which was coming up in 6 months.

She continued surfing for the next several hours, but as it was heading towards noon, the annoying children of the area and their prissy parents began to show up. Relena took this as a sight to leave. So she got out of the water and shook out the water in her hair.

Then she put her board in her go-cart, and dried herself off with her towel She only had one cut and two bruises from surfing today. So she pulled out a bandage and stuck it on her knee (where the cut was).

She was just about to get into the cart and go home, when she heard her name being called. She recognised the voice, but decided to ignore it. She realised that if she were to turn around, then the world would turn upside down again. Everything that she thought was over would be back to haunt her.

"Relena" The voice said again, this time louder and clearer. Relena attempted to rush to the cart. She finally managed to get herself seated and she attempted to put the keys in the ignition with trembling hands.

But now her luck was wavering. The man grabbed hold of her arm before she could even make a move to start the vehicle.

"Hello Relena, I haven't seen you in a long time" Josh stated smartly.

"J...J...Josh?" Relena stuttered. Her face was white as a sheet and she was visibly shaken.

"Why, you remember my name!"

"What are you doing here. How did you get out of jail?" She nervously cast a glance around her for people to help her if Josh tried anything. Fortunately there were some people around, but they weren't paying attention to her.

"Ah sweet prison. Wouldn't you like to know how I got out? Well I'm worry to tell you, but I am out legally and there's nothing you can do about it. Oh and you may want to watch your back" Josh winked at her, and then turned around and left.

Relena wasted no time to drive off towards her house quickly. She debated whether to tell Heero about the encounter or not.

On the one hand, if she told then Heero would be warned and could protect her, and then again if she did tell then he might insist on moving her out of the house they were living in and hide her somewhere while he went after Josh. That had happened before, and she hadn't liked the outcome of that event.

She would have to risk telling Heero, because she didn't want anything to happen to her. But she would not allow them to move out of their home because of one obstacle that got in their way.

As soon as she arrived home, she called his name, as she dashed through the house like a mad woman. When she turned the corner to his office, she collided head on with his firm chest.

Heero's POV

Heero heard Relena's panic cries of help as her soft feet pattered around through their house in search of him. He had just closed a window on his computer and rushed out, only to have her run straight into his chest.

He was worried that something was wrong with her, because she had tears running down her cheeks, and she sounded very spooked.

"What's wrong Rel?" he asked concerned, while holding her shoulders and looking down at her face.

"Josh.....is back......he's here.....free from jail....he...I think....he wants to kill me....he said to watch my back!" She had sniffed out between sobs.

She then, as if searching for comfort, grasped fistfuls of his shirt and buried her face into his chest. He reminded her very much of a child at that moment.

He was very alarmed at the fact that Josh was in the same area as them. As far as he knew, Josh was in jail and facing the death penalty. Why was he suddenly set free, and better yet, why had he not been informed of this?

Heero grew angry with the thought of his love's fear set lose again. He would not allow it this time, and he was going to be better prepared if anything she said was true. He would protect her with his very life. Although she no longer held any political responsibilities, Josh and Kayla had wanted her dead, and when their mission failed, they swore they would get her back.

Heero stroked Relena's hair lovingly.

"Relena, are you sure it was Josh?"

"Yes!" Relena cried out when she glared at him, as if he were suspicious of her level of sanity.

"Alright. Then I'm going to have to protect you at all costs. I don't want you to be left along at any point in time, and you aren't going out in the open where you could make a good target. This time I'm not letting anything happen to you. As for now, I have to tell HQ, and figure out an arrangement for you."

Relena looked at him stubbornly. She by now, had registered the fact that surfing was one of the things on the list of 'not allowed's'. But she could throw a fit and scream at him all she wanted, her life was more important then one hour of surfing.

"Heero, if you take away my surfing privileges, after I have been forced to lye in bed for 3 weeks and only had my first run today, then you can forget about sleeping in the same room as me!" She crossed her arms and stared up at him defiantly.

This woman was too feisty for words. She was also too smart for her own good, and if she decided to throw him out of their bedroom, he wasn't sure how long he was going to last physically and mentally.

But he would except a mission, she had challenged him and he had nothing else to do but comply. Unless.... she was only playing around with the idea. Although he felt it to be false hope to ask, he had to try it anyway just for the sake of it.

"You wouldn't dare?" He asked

"Oh but I would. I don't care if you have to murder Josh; I am NOT going to stop surfing because that prick is back in our lives! I have to train! And there is no way I'm missing out on world's this year!"

Relena had obviously taken to the spunk she had received when living in Hawaii, because she was in his face for once.

"Relena, I will sleep on the couch, although you already know that it's going to be a challenge, but you in turn, cannot surf."

"Fine, but the first one to give in to temptation wins. If you lose I get to surf again, no if, no's or buts. But if I lose, then I won't surf, until Josh is gone. Deal?"

Heero stared at her outstretched hand. He really needed to win this; her safety was on the line. But going without sex for who knew how long was going to be painful. Not to mention the fact that there couch was all right to sit on, but to sleep? Although they had guestrooms, he doubted Relena would allow him to sleep in any of them. So he would have to survive as long as he could, because there was no way he was going to allow Relena to win.

As for Relena's protection, he would make a few phone calls. He knew of a group of people that were semi reliable, but would be good for Relena's sake, just so that she was protected at all times.

Heero shook hands with Relena, but before their hands could part, he gripped harder on it and pulled her to him. He then, with expertise, wrapped his other arm around her waist to hold her in place, and planted his lips onto hers. He then kissed her slowly and tormentedly, their tongues battling in a war. When their moment, or rather his moment was over, they broke apart breathlessly and stared up into each other's eyes.

Relena tilted her head to the side questioningly.

"What was that for?"

Heero simply stated his explanation in a short sentence

"You won't win my love, this is goodbye until it's over."

He then walked away, satisfied with the kiss's affect, and began calling people.

A.N. So how was that? It was eventful. I brought Josh back! But where's Kayla? tee hee, I guess ya'll will have to read some more to find out now won't you? I'm sooo evil * maybe I've eaten to many chocolate covered almonds huh? * Heero got couched! Hahaha sucks to be him! Anyway Review!