Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the characters... no matter how
much I pleaded, I still don't get a piece of the franchise... ah well,
maybe if me and my friends chip in, then I can buy them..!!!
Nanashi's Friends: we don't even watch Gundam Wing!
Nanashi: yeah... you're so cheap...
Nanashi's Friends: shaddup..! *snickers*
Nanashi: *grins*
Warnings: er, no idea yet... first chaper gets up, then maybe I can figure out what the warning's oughta be... *grins* but shounen-ai, definitely *nods, enthusiastically*
Oh yeah, KuriQuinn, thanks for your review... sorry, I had to fix a few errors ^^() but I want you to know, I appreciate it... thanks... and sorry again... oh yeah, sheep are cool!
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A new mansion. Heero Yuy officially declared Duo as his own. How? Let's let the readers decide on that. [A/N: *snickers* think what you want... I did]
And Duo Maxwell was in an exceptionally good mood. Quatre Winner noted this, as he relaxed peacefully in the livingroom, reading and enjoying his tea.
"WU-CHAN!!!"
WHUMP!
THUD!
CRASH!
"KISAMA! WHAT'RE YOU DOING, MAXWELL!?!?"
"IT'S A NICE DAY! THE PERFECT DAY FOR GLOMPING..!
"Glomping?"
"You dunno what glomping is..?" Duo asked, sounding shocked.
"No, I don't... now get off of me! I don't have a deathwish..!"
"Aww, relax, Wu-chan... Hee-chan stopped doing all that, a long time ago..."
"It was 3 weeks ago, Maxwell..."
"See, it was a long time ago..."
"Even so... get off!"
Then the sounds of a struggle was heard.
THUMP!
"Whoa..!"
"Hn... sorry, Maxwell."
Then quick running footsteps. Wufei Chang's. Quatre couldn't help but laugh, softly. Since they left their last mansion, things were much more light-hearted.
Then more running footsteps. Duo's. Quatre lowered his novel, and tilted his head to hear better. Duo had another target in sight.
"HEY TRO-KUN..!"
WHUMP!
THUD!
"Duo..!" then a confused pause. "You do know you're sitting on me, don't you?"
"Yup..."
"Mind telling me why?"
"It's the perfect day for glomping..!"
"You said that yesterday... and the day before that, and the day before that one..."
"Okay, so it's the perfect week for glomping..."
"Incidentally, I call this tackling, not glomping..."
"Your point?"
"I looked it up... and this isn't glomping..."
"Well, what's your view on a glomp then..?"
Quatre snickered, Trowa Barton was a lot more argumentive, too. He had the tendency to start more arguments with Duo, simply because he enjoyed it.
Heero strolled into the livingroom, glancing at Quatre, "where's Duo..?" he asked, Quatre smiled, and gestured upwards. Heero furrowed his brow, and tilted his head to listen.
"I consider a glomp to be when a person jumps on another person, arms around the neck, legs around the waist..."
"What're you implying..?" Duo asked, with an amused tone.
"Not funny... and what you did was a tackle... I am on the floor..."
"Is that bad?"
"It is if you were trying to glomp me, this is a tackle, Duo... glomping involves some clinging too..." Trowa replied, sounding oddly patient.
"Yeah, well, I'm sitting on you, how clingy is that..?"
"Not clingy enough... g' off..."
Heero glanced at Quatre, who was laughing softly into his hand. "Sorry, Heero... try to stay calm, okay?"
Heero shrugged, and sat down, grabbing the remote control, "I'm fine, Quatre..."
"Hey! I know who I never glomped, slash, tackled yet..!" Duo said, cheerfully. Then he was off and running down the hall again. A few minutes later, Trowa entered the livingroom. He froze, seeing Heero sitting on the sofa, casually flipping through the channels.
"Uhhh..."
"I'm fine, Trowa... in or out..?" Heero asked, calmly, as he stopped on a news channel. Trowa gulped as he slowly made his way in, and sat rigidly in an easy chair.
Quatre laughed, and went back to reading.
"Hey Cat..?" Duo called, sounding very friendly. That wasn't a good sign.
"Uhh, what is it, Duo?" Quatre called back, looking over his shoulder, seeing the braided American, he was wearing a wide, mischievious grin.
"C' mere..." he said, beckoning the Arabian with his finger.
Quatre forced a polite smile, "I'm busy at the moment..." he said, slowly.
"Awww, c' mon Cat... it'll be okay, seriously... c' mere..." Duo coaxed.
Quatre swallowed nervously, and glanced at Trowa for help. The silent pilot merely held up his hands and shook his head, in a 'you're on your own' gesture. Quatre glanced at Heero, seeing that he was smiling, slightly as he watched the news.
Grimacing, Quatre closed his novel over a bookmark as he got up and headed towards Duo, who was now calling him from the kitchen.
"What'd I do to deserve this..?" Quatre thought, glumly.
Trowa raised an eyebrow, then he glanced at Heero, seeing the Japanese pilot was actually biting his lip, so he wouldn't laugh.
"Duo? What is it..?"
WHUMP!
THUD!
"ACK..!"
Duo laughed in triumph, "hah! Got all four of you...!"
"You didn't tackle Heero..!"
"Yeah, I did..."
"No, you didn't..."
"I did it this morning..."
A small awkward pause.
"What?" Duo asked, confused.
"What... uhhh, did Heero hurt you, or anything..?"
Trowa and Heero could practically HEAR the blush Quatre was starting to take on.
"Not really... it just kind of lead to other... uhh, things..." Duo said, slowly.
Trowa blinked, then he glanced at Heero, who was ignoring him, staring intently at the TV. Trowa grinned, "Heero..."
"Not a word, Trowa..." Heero said, calmly, as his face slowly started to redden. Trowa snickered, then nodded and kept quiet.
***
After a few moment, Quatre and Duo returned to the livingroom, Quatre took his spot back on the sofa, by shoving Trowa off of the sofa. Resulting in the very amusing scene of Trowa flailing his arms, in a vain attempt to stay put.
THUMP! With no success.
Duo flopped down, between Heero and Quatre.
"Watch something better, Hee-chan..." Duo said, impatiently.
"Hn..."
"Awww, man, you're starting all that again..?" Duo said, with a roll of his eyes.
"I'm waiting for something..."
Duo grinned, "that's better..."
"... and the pilot of the helicopter says it was the 'big yellow canary-like bird' that threw them off course... but other then that, he and his passengers are all fine, recovering in the local hospital ..." the preppy woman on the screen said, smiling at the camera. Then she turned to look at the other camera. Which was strange, since she was supposed to be looking at the 'other' other camera.
Duo laughed hysterically. Trowa snickered, while Quatre tried to look sympathetic, but it was amusing, so he started to laugh as well. Heero grinned, you could always tell the rookies.
And to make it even more funny, she actually kept talking.
After a few seconds, she realized her bearings were wrong and spun around, hastily.
"Oh my god... I'm sorry... I just... er, what? Keep going? But I made a fool of myself... it's live..!?" she squeaked. Duo laughed harder, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Let's watch this more often, Hee-chan..!"
Heero smiled, "hn..."
"Ahem..!" She cleared her throat, loudly, and quickly composed herself.
"In other news... the former Queen of the World, Relena Peacecraft, has been found. She's been reported missing approximately two weeks ago... the authorities began to fear the worst, until Pagen, Relena's faithful manservant revealed the situation... what? manservant isn't allowed..?"
Duo was clutching at his stomach, sinking low into the sofa, laughing so hard, he could barely breathe. "Man servant..!?!?" he choked out, sending into fresh peals of laughter.
Quatre was covering his mouth to stifle his laughter. Trowa shared Duo's enthusiasm, as he pounded on the floor, laughing hysterically.
Heero chuckled, then glared lightly at Duo and Trowa, "stop... funny as it is, it's still news..." he pointed out. Duo and Trowa both nodded, and tried to quiet down.
"We now go live, to where Relena Peacecraft has been found..."
The perky,(and hilarious) woman disappeared from the screen, revealing... the same newslady again, prancing around her dressing room, singing, at the top of her lungs.
"Jeepers, creepers, where'd you get those peepers..? Jeepers, creepers, where'd you get those eyes..?"[1]
There went Heero's self-control. He started laughing hysterically, leaning on Duo for support. Not much help, since Duo was laughing so hard, he fell over, leaning on Quatre. The Arabian didn't mind. He couldn't. This whole ordeal was hilarious, and he was now laughing just as hard as the other three pilots.
The scene disappeared, going back to the amusing newsanchor, who was now red as a beet. "I can't work like this..!" she screeched. "PUT ON THE REAL THING..!"
She began breathing, raggedly, obviously pretty close to losing the last ounce of her composure that was keeping her from strangling the cameraman, or something.
She vanished again, revealing the Gundam Pilot's former mansion. The laughter stopped abruptly, as they all sat up. Trowa raised an eyebrow, seeing Relena Peacecraft being lead down the front steps, wrapped in a blanket.
"They just found her?" Duo asked in shock.
"Hn..."
"You think she's okay...?" Quatre asked, concerned.
"If she was declaring herself 'shinny-game-ee'... she should be fine..." Trowa said with a shrug.
"Relena, miss Relena..? Can you answer some questions for us..?" the reporters were calling.
"Rusty Bumper, from the local press... who are you, and where are you going?"[2]
"Do your research, Rusty..!"[3] another reporter scoffed. "Wolf Howler, from the Bugle... Miss Relena, is there a reason you're here at this particular mansion?
"They're in the mansion... they're in there... my, but they're good at hiding... they must all play hide and seek all the time..." Relena was mumbling, as she played with the end of her messy 'Duo-braid'. She was rocking back and forth a bit. Her voice was raspy, too.
"Probably from the stupid thing she kept saying over and over, when we were there..." Duo thought, with a shake of his head.
The other Gundam pilots watching eyes were widened in shock. Relena must have gone crazy, being alone for that long.
"She was in there for three weeks!?" Quatre gasped.
Wufei strolled into the livingroom, "just had to see what was so funny..." then he paused, seeing Relena on TV, "hmph, haven't seen her in a while... where is she now? Moscow? France? America?"
"She's where we left her..." Trowa answered slowly.
Wufei raised an eyebrow, "the mansion..?"
The four other pilots nodded.
Wufei blinked, then he started to laugh hysterically. He fell over, pounding on the floor, laughing as if there were no tomorrow.
Then the camera quickly focused on an elderly man with bushy eyebrows and a white mustache. The reporters rushed to him.
"Pagen! Mr. Pagen!? Can you tell us why Miss Relena is here, at this mansion?" several of the reporters yelled.
"She was at this mansion, in search of her true love... at least that's what she said to me.. "don't do it" I said... but that's Relena for you..."
"Who is this particular true love?" one of the many reporters asked.
Duo narrowed his eyes, Heero smiled and grabbed Duo's hand, the braided boy blinked, then smiled.
"She said two particular names... Heero Yuy, and Duo Maxwell... I'm not sure which held her particular interest."
Heero jumped to his feet, "what?!?!" he snarled at the TV.
"Easy, Hee-chan..." Duo said, sitting the pilot back down.
Wufei just pulled himself back up, behind the sofa, still grinning with amusement. Trowa sighed, while Quatre shook his head. Relena was going to try and complicate things, again?
"Miss Relena... any last words..!?" One of the reporters asked.
Relena looked around, then focused on this TV station's particular camera. She grinned, menacingly.
"I'll know where you are... I will find you... then you will be mine..!" she hissed.
Duo felt a shiver run through him, Quatre grabbed Duo's sleeve, in fear.
Heero narrowed his eyes, as he squeezed Duo's hand assuringly. Then he glared at the Relena on the screen. "I dare you..." he said, darkly.
Trowa grabbed the remote and clicked the power button, turning the TV off.
Wufei raised an eyebrow, "I guess all that time in that mansion, alone, can take it's toll on you..." he said, slowly.
The others nodded slowly, in agreement.
***
Back at the Sanq Kingdom, Relena was now safe at home. The reporters were calling her non-stop. But that wasn't her concern. Her concern was aimed to a messy, brown-haired boy with beautiful deep, prussian blue eyes. And another oddly attractive boy, with a long chestnut brown braid with blue-violet eyes who stole his heart! And from her, no less!
"Miss Relena... you have a visitor..." Pagen said, gently.
"Is it who I called..?" Relena asked, as she stared hard at the floor.
"No... we still haven't found him..."
"Then no visitors..." she hissed.
"She just wants to offer you her sympathies..." Pagen said, calmly.
"Fine..."
Relena looked up, seeing a short girl with short black hair, and stunning blue eyes.
Hilde Schbeiker.
"Hi Relena... how're you feeling?" she said, cheerfully.
Relena narrowed her eyes, "have you seen Heero?" was her first question.
"Huh? heh, still obsessing over him, I see..."
"Hmph... like you stopped obsessing over Duo..." Relena retorted. Hilde frowned slightly.
"That's none of your concern..." she snapped.
Before Relena could give another comeback. She thought for a moment. Hilde had resources. Hilde was a former soldier, after all.
"Hmmmm..."
Hilde glared at Relena, "here I am, concerned for your health... possibly your mental health... and what do you do? Insult me..! That's rude, Miss Peaceraft... and since you have no need for company who doesn't have 'bluest of blue eyes', then I guess I'll be on my way..!" she whirled on her heel and started for the door.
"Wait..!" Relena called after her.
Hilde paused, and glanced over her shoulder, "what?"
Relena smirked, almost evilly.
"I have a proposition for you..."
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[1] not my song... it's just funny *grins and shrugs* to me anyways...
[2 & 3] something from the Simpsons... it's not mine, either... heh, I just found that reporter funny ^^()
Anyways... so far so good..? Hope so... I still have no idea what do with... but hey, as long as it's good, then I'll get more of an idea as I go along, right? ^_^ right... I think .()
Nanashi's Friends: we don't even watch Gundam Wing!
Nanashi: yeah... you're so cheap...
Nanashi's Friends: shaddup..! *snickers*
Nanashi: *grins*
Warnings: er, no idea yet... first chaper gets up, then maybe I can figure out what the warning's oughta be... *grins* but shounen-ai, definitely *nods, enthusiastically*
Oh yeah, KuriQuinn, thanks for your review... sorry, I had to fix a few errors ^^() but I want you to know, I appreciate it... thanks... and sorry again... oh yeah, sheep are cool!
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A new mansion. Heero Yuy officially declared Duo as his own. How? Let's let the readers decide on that. [A/N: *snickers* think what you want... I did]
And Duo Maxwell was in an exceptionally good mood. Quatre Winner noted this, as he relaxed peacefully in the livingroom, reading and enjoying his tea.
"WU-CHAN!!!"
WHUMP!
THUD!
CRASH!
"KISAMA! WHAT'RE YOU DOING, MAXWELL!?!?"
"IT'S A NICE DAY! THE PERFECT DAY FOR GLOMPING..!
"Glomping?"
"You dunno what glomping is..?" Duo asked, sounding shocked.
"No, I don't... now get off of me! I don't have a deathwish..!"
"Aww, relax, Wu-chan... Hee-chan stopped doing all that, a long time ago..."
"It was 3 weeks ago, Maxwell..."
"See, it was a long time ago..."
"Even so... get off!"
Then the sounds of a struggle was heard.
THUMP!
"Whoa..!"
"Hn... sorry, Maxwell."
Then quick running footsteps. Wufei Chang's. Quatre couldn't help but laugh, softly. Since they left their last mansion, things were much more light-hearted.
Then more running footsteps. Duo's. Quatre lowered his novel, and tilted his head to hear better. Duo had another target in sight.
"HEY TRO-KUN..!"
WHUMP!
THUD!
"Duo..!" then a confused pause. "You do know you're sitting on me, don't you?"
"Yup..."
"Mind telling me why?"
"It's the perfect day for glomping..!"
"You said that yesterday... and the day before that, and the day before that one..."
"Okay, so it's the perfect week for glomping..."
"Incidentally, I call this tackling, not glomping..."
"Your point?"
"I looked it up... and this isn't glomping..."
"Well, what's your view on a glomp then..?"
Quatre snickered, Trowa Barton was a lot more argumentive, too. He had the tendency to start more arguments with Duo, simply because he enjoyed it.
Heero strolled into the livingroom, glancing at Quatre, "where's Duo..?" he asked, Quatre smiled, and gestured upwards. Heero furrowed his brow, and tilted his head to listen.
"I consider a glomp to be when a person jumps on another person, arms around the neck, legs around the waist..."
"What're you implying..?" Duo asked, with an amused tone.
"Not funny... and what you did was a tackle... I am on the floor..."
"Is that bad?"
"It is if you were trying to glomp me, this is a tackle, Duo... glomping involves some clinging too..." Trowa replied, sounding oddly patient.
"Yeah, well, I'm sitting on you, how clingy is that..?"
"Not clingy enough... g' off..."
Heero glanced at Quatre, who was laughing softly into his hand. "Sorry, Heero... try to stay calm, okay?"
Heero shrugged, and sat down, grabbing the remote control, "I'm fine, Quatre..."
"Hey! I know who I never glomped, slash, tackled yet..!" Duo said, cheerfully. Then he was off and running down the hall again. A few minutes later, Trowa entered the livingroom. He froze, seeing Heero sitting on the sofa, casually flipping through the channels.
"Uhhh..."
"I'm fine, Trowa... in or out..?" Heero asked, calmly, as he stopped on a news channel. Trowa gulped as he slowly made his way in, and sat rigidly in an easy chair.
Quatre laughed, and went back to reading.
"Hey Cat..?" Duo called, sounding very friendly. That wasn't a good sign.
"Uhh, what is it, Duo?" Quatre called back, looking over his shoulder, seeing the braided American, he was wearing a wide, mischievious grin.
"C' mere..." he said, beckoning the Arabian with his finger.
Quatre forced a polite smile, "I'm busy at the moment..." he said, slowly.
"Awww, c' mon Cat... it'll be okay, seriously... c' mere..." Duo coaxed.
Quatre swallowed nervously, and glanced at Trowa for help. The silent pilot merely held up his hands and shook his head, in a 'you're on your own' gesture. Quatre glanced at Heero, seeing that he was smiling, slightly as he watched the news.
Grimacing, Quatre closed his novel over a bookmark as he got up and headed towards Duo, who was now calling him from the kitchen.
"What'd I do to deserve this..?" Quatre thought, glumly.
Trowa raised an eyebrow, then he glanced at Heero, seeing the Japanese pilot was actually biting his lip, so he wouldn't laugh.
"Duo? What is it..?"
WHUMP!
THUD!
"ACK..!"
Duo laughed in triumph, "hah! Got all four of you...!"
"You didn't tackle Heero..!"
"Yeah, I did..."
"No, you didn't..."
"I did it this morning..."
A small awkward pause.
"What?" Duo asked, confused.
"What... uhhh, did Heero hurt you, or anything..?"
Trowa and Heero could practically HEAR the blush Quatre was starting to take on.
"Not really... it just kind of lead to other... uhh, things..." Duo said, slowly.
Trowa blinked, then he glanced at Heero, who was ignoring him, staring intently at the TV. Trowa grinned, "Heero..."
"Not a word, Trowa..." Heero said, calmly, as his face slowly started to redden. Trowa snickered, then nodded and kept quiet.
***
After a few moment, Quatre and Duo returned to the livingroom, Quatre took his spot back on the sofa, by shoving Trowa off of the sofa. Resulting in the very amusing scene of Trowa flailing his arms, in a vain attempt to stay put.
THUMP! With no success.
Duo flopped down, between Heero and Quatre.
"Watch something better, Hee-chan..." Duo said, impatiently.
"Hn..."
"Awww, man, you're starting all that again..?" Duo said, with a roll of his eyes.
"I'm waiting for something..."
Duo grinned, "that's better..."
"... and the pilot of the helicopter says it was the 'big yellow canary-like bird' that threw them off course... but other then that, he and his passengers are all fine, recovering in the local hospital ..." the preppy woman on the screen said, smiling at the camera. Then she turned to look at the other camera. Which was strange, since she was supposed to be looking at the 'other' other camera.
Duo laughed hysterically. Trowa snickered, while Quatre tried to look sympathetic, but it was amusing, so he started to laugh as well. Heero grinned, you could always tell the rookies.
And to make it even more funny, she actually kept talking.
After a few seconds, she realized her bearings were wrong and spun around, hastily.
"Oh my god... I'm sorry... I just... er, what? Keep going? But I made a fool of myself... it's live..!?" she squeaked. Duo laughed harder, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Let's watch this more often, Hee-chan..!"
Heero smiled, "hn..."
"Ahem..!" She cleared her throat, loudly, and quickly composed herself.
"In other news... the former Queen of the World, Relena Peacecraft, has been found. She's been reported missing approximately two weeks ago... the authorities began to fear the worst, until Pagen, Relena's faithful manservant revealed the situation... what? manservant isn't allowed..?"
Duo was clutching at his stomach, sinking low into the sofa, laughing so hard, he could barely breathe. "Man servant..!?!?" he choked out, sending into fresh peals of laughter.
Quatre was covering his mouth to stifle his laughter. Trowa shared Duo's enthusiasm, as he pounded on the floor, laughing hysterically.
Heero chuckled, then glared lightly at Duo and Trowa, "stop... funny as it is, it's still news..." he pointed out. Duo and Trowa both nodded, and tried to quiet down.
"We now go live, to where Relena Peacecraft has been found..."
The perky,(and hilarious) woman disappeared from the screen, revealing... the same newslady again, prancing around her dressing room, singing, at the top of her lungs.
"Jeepers, creepers, where'd you get those peepers..? Jeepers, creepers, where'd you get those eyes..?"[1]
There went Heero's self-control. He started laughing hysterically, leaning on Duo for support. Not much help, since Duo was laughing so hard, he fell over, leaning on Quatre. The Arabian didn't mind. He couldn't. This whole ordeal was hilarious, and he was now laughing just as hard as the other three pilots.
The scene disappeared, going back to the amusing newsanchor, who was now red as a beet. "I can't work like this..!" she screeched. "PUT ON THE REAL THING..!"
She began breathing, raggedly, obviously pretty close to losing the last ounce of her composure that was keeping her from strangling the cameraman, or something.
She vanished again, revealing the Gundam Pilot's former mansion. The laughter stopped abruptly, as they all sat up. Trowa raised an eyebrow, seeing Relena Peacecraft being lead down the front steps, wrapped in a blanket.
"They just found her?" Duo asked in shock.
"Hn..."
"You think she's okay...?" Quatre asked, concerned.
"If she was declaring herself 'shinny-game-ee'... she should be fine..." Trowa said with a shrug.
"Relena, miss Relena..? Can you answer some questions for us..?" the reporters were calling.
"Rusty Bumper, from the local press... who are you, and where are you going?"[2]
"Do your research, Rusty..!"[3] another reporter scoffed. "Wolf Howler, from the Bugle... Miss Relena, is there a reason you're here at this particular mansion?
"They're in the mansion... they're in there... my, but they're good at hiding... they must all play hide and seek all the time..." Relena was mumbling, as she played with the end of her messy 'Duo-braid'. She was rocking back and forth a bit. Her voice was raspy, too.
"Probably from the stupid thing she kept saying over and over, when we were there..." Duo thought, with a shake of his head.
The other Gundam pilots watching eyes were widened in shock. Relena must have gone crazy, being alone for that long.
"She was in there for three weeks!?" Quatre gasped.
Wufei strolled into the livingroom, "just had to see what was so funny..." then he paused, seeing Relena on TV, "hmph, haven't seen her in a while... where is she now? Moscow? France? America?"
"She's where we left her..." Trowa answered slowly.
Wufei raised an eyebrow, "the mansion..?"
The four other pilots nodded.
Wufei blinked, then he started to laugh hysterically. He fell over, pounding on the floor, laughing as if there were no tomorrow.
Then the camera quickly focused on an elderly man with bushy eyebrows and a white mustache. The reporters rushed to him.
"Pagen! Mr. Pagen!? Can you tell us why Miss Relena is here, at this mansion?" several of the reporters yelled.
"She was at this mansion, in search of her true love... at least that's what she said to me.. "don't do it" I said... but that's Relena for you..."
"Who is this particular true love?" one of the many reporters asked.
Duo narrowed his eyes, Heero smiled and grabbed Duo's hand, the braided boy blinked, then smiled.
"She said two particular names... Heero Yuy, and Duo Maxwell... I'm not sure which held her particular interest."
Heero jumped to his feet, "what?!?!" he snarled at the TV.
"Easy, Hee-chan..." Duo said, sitting the pilot back down.
Wufei just pulled himself back up, behind the sofa, still grinning with amusement. Trowa sighed, while Quatre shook his head. Relena was going to try and complicate things, again?
"Miss Relena... any last words..!?" One of the reporters asked.
Relena looked around, then focused on this TV station's particular camera. She grinned, menacingly.
"I'll know where you are... I will find you... then you will be mine..!" she hissed.
Duo felt a shiver run through him, Quatre grabbed Duo's sleeve, in fear.
Heero narrowed his eyes, as he squeezed Duo's hand assuringly. Then he glared at the Relena on the screen. "I dare you..." he said, darkly.
Trowa grabbed the remote and clicked the power button, turning the TV off.
Wufei raised an eyebrow, "I guess all that time in that mansion, alone, can take it's toll on you..." he said, slowly.
The others nodded slowly, in agreement.
***
Back at the Sanq Kingdom, Relena was now safe at home. The reporters were calling her non-stop. But that wasn't her concern. Her concern was aimed to a messy, brown-haired boy with beautiful deep, prussian blue eyes. And another oddly attractive boy, with a long chestnut brown braid with blue-violet eyes who stole his heart! And from her, no less!
"Miss Relena... you have a visitor..." Pagen said, gently.
"Is it who I called..?" Relena asked, as she stared hard at the floor.
"No... we still haven't found him..."
"Then no visitors..." she hissed.
"She just wants to offer you her sympathies..." Pagen said, calmly.
"Fine..."
Relena looked up, seeing a short girl with short black hair, and stunning blue eyes.
Hilde Schbeiker.
"Hi Relena... how're you feeling?" she said, cheerfully.
Relena narrowed her eyes, "have you seen Heero?" was her first question.
"Huh? heh, still obsessing over him, I see..."
"Hmph... like you stopped obsessing over Duo..." Relena retorted. Hilde frowned slightly.
"That's none of your concern..." she snapped.
Before Relena could give another comeback. She thought for a moment. Hilde had resources. Hilde was a former soldier, after all.
"Hmmmm..."
Hilde glared at Relena, "here I am, concerned for your health... possibly your mental health... and what do you do? Insult me..! That's rude, Miss Peaceraft... and since you have no need for company who doesn't have 'bluest of blue eyes', then I guess I'll be on my way..!" she whirled on her heel and started for the door.
"Wait..!" Relena called after her.
Hilde paused, and glanced over her shoulder, "what?"
Relena smirked, almost evilly.
"I have a proposition for you..."
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[1] not my song... it's just funny *grins and shrugs* to me anyways...
[2 & 3] something from the Simpsons... it's not mine, either... heh, I just found that reporter funny ^^()
Anyways... so far so good..? Hope so... I still have no idea what do with... but hey, as long as it's good, then I'll get more of an idea as I go along, right? ^_^ right... I think .()