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Relena woke up to feel a warmth encircling her. Opening her eyes, she found a peaceful Heero still asleep. Then she noticed a presence in the doorway.
"So how was it?" asked an amused Duo.
"It wasn't!"
Duo snickered, then pulled a cart in from the hallway. "Breakfast in bed for the princess and her soldier." Relena gave him a weary scowl. "Oh, just enjoy it, 'jousan!" Duo then scampered out of the room, seeing Heero stir.
"Wha-" he began, but never finished his words. Heero sat up, wide- eyed. /In bed, with Relena. Breakfast on a cart./ "Did we-"
Relena just laughed at the bewildered look on Heero's face. "No, we fell asleep talking."
Heero sighed in relief. "Not that I would mind...no, I don't mean that, but, it's just that -" He was flustered.
Relena laughed again. "I understand, Heero." It was a first. To hear Heero babble on in such a manner had to be considered one of the world's greatest wonders. Heero visibly relaxed at this statement. Relena's smile reassured him. Even though he could not completely open up to her, Relena made him feel at ease. /I may not have said much last night, but she was there with me. She understood./
They had talked of all sorts of things as he held her in his arms. Well, she had talked, with him adding a comment here and there. He smiled at the memory.
Heero was brought out of his reflection when Relena held out a plate of piping hot pancakes and fresh strawberries. "Breakfast in bed, compliments of Duo."
"You're trusting Duo to cook?"
"Yes. I'm starving. When I'm starving, I trust Duo."
*Knock*
"Relena, are you decent? May I come in?" an all too familiar voice came through the door. The pair stopped in mid action, a fork dangling from Relena's fingers, about to drop a piece of pancake into Heero's awaiting mouth.
/Oh shit/ both mentally kicked themselves.
"Uh, just a minute, brother!" Relena choked out. Heero made a mad dash for the bathroom.
"Are you alright?" Zechs called through the door after hearing several loud thuds.
"Perfectly fine!" came the answer as Relena let her brother in.
Zechs glanced around. Everything seemed in order...well, almost everything. However, Zechs was a keen observer.
"Relena, what are a pair of preventer-issue shoes doing under a cart of breakfast food?"
"Well, you see, I overslept, and Duo was kind enough to bring me breakfast in bed." /Thank goodness for diplomatic training/ she sighed, giving off no apparent airs of nervousness.
"That still doesn't explain the shoes."
/Shit./
Zechs moved to pick up one, and Relena wearily sat down at her desk. /This is going to be a long day./
Zechs examined the shoe and snarled. "Yuy."
"How the hell can you tell by a shoe?!" Relena shouted, bewildered.
"Each preventer's shoes are custom made. Yuy's shoes have unique insignia in them."
"Uh, mind telling me why?"
"Identification in an accident, as well as a few personal things. To make sure an agent doesn't go crazy on a mission." He tossed the shoe on the desk. "Look inside."
On the inside, she saw the small inscription "01 Perfect Soldier." Then she found the pocket. It was a small slit in the side of the shoe, not large enough to interfere with the streamline of the design, but large enough to slip a scrap of paper or two in. From the pocket she pulled a picture. Of herself.
~~~~~
From the Bathroom, Heero silently groaned. Zechs was letting Relena go through his shoes. Sure, he had admitted to her that he cared, but still, the picture. He wasn't sure if he wanted Relena to know about that. To know that she was what he fought for.
~~~~~
Relena was both shocked and touched. /He carries a picture of me...my picture keeps him sane on missions/ she recalled her brother's words with a smile.
Zechs took the picture and examined it. 'Hn. Yuy." He frowned. "Relena, I know how you feel about him. I have no objection to a relationship between you two. Heero is a good man. But are you sure he -"
"Zechs."
"I just want you to look carefully at your options. There are plenty of men who -"
"Brother, I know."
"And what will you do if he never admits his feelings for you? I know he does have feelings for you. We all do. I don't deny that. But how long will you wait?"
"She doesn't have to."
A.N. - Pardon the whole shoe thing. I was in need of a plot device. Zechs's presence will be explained in the next chapter, which I have already started (and written a chunk of). I have testing the next two weeks, so I can't promise anything until after then. As always, suggestions are welcome. And I get a kick out of flames. Quite entertaining. Review!
Relena woke up to feel a warmth encircling her. Opening her eyes, she found a peaceful Heero still asleep. Then she noticed a presence in the doorway.
"So how was it?" asked an amused Duo.
"It wasn't!"
Duo snickered, then pulled a cart in from the hallway. "Breakfast in bed for the princess and her soldier." Relena gave him a weary scowl. "Oh, just enjoy it, 'jousan!" Duo then scampered out of the room, seeing Heero stir.
"Wha-" he began, but never finished his words. Heero sat up, wide- eyed. /In bed, with Relena. Breakfast on a cart./ "Did we-"
Relena just laughed at the bewildered look on Heero's face. "No, we fell asleep talking."
Heero sighed in relief. "Not that I would mind...no, I don't mean that, but, it's just that -" He was flustered.
Relena laughed again. "I understand, Heero." It was a first. To hear Heero babble on in such a manner had to be considered one of the world's greatest wonders. Heero visibly relaxed at this statement. Relena's smile reassured him. Even though he could not completely open up to her, Relena made him feel at ease. /I may not have said much last night, but she was there with me. She understood./
They had talked of all sorts of things as he held her in his arms. Well, she had talked, with him adding a comment here and there. He smiled at the memory.
Heero was brought out of his reflection when Relena held out a plate of piping hot pancakes and fresh strawberries. "Breakfast in bed, compliments of Duo."
"You're trusting Duo to cook?"
"Yes. I'm starving. When I'm starving, I trust Duo."
*Knock*
"Relena, are you decent? May I come in?" an all too familiar voice came through the door. The pair stopped in mid action, a fork dangling from Relena's fingers, about to drop a piece of pancake into Heero's awaiting mouth.
/Oh shit/ both mentally kicked themselves.
"Uh, just a minute, brother!" Relena choked out. Heero made a mad dash for the bathroom.
"Are you alright?" Zechs called through the door after hearing several loud thuds.
"Perfectly fine!" came the answer as Relena let her brother in.
Zechs glanced around. Everything seemed in order...well, almost everything. However, Zechs was a keen observer.
"Relena, what are a pair of preventer-issue shoes doing under a cart of breakfast food?"
"Well, you see, I overslept, and Duo was kind enough to bring me breakfast in bed." /Thank goodness for diplomatic training/ she sighed, giving off no apparent airs of nervousness.
"That still doesn't explain the shoes."
/Shit./
Zechs moved to pick up one, and Relena wearily sat down at her desk. /This is going to be a long day./
Zechs examined the shoe and snarled. "Yuy."
"How the hell can you tell by a shoe?!" Relena shouted, bewildered.
"Each preventer's shoes are custom made. Yuy's shoes have unique insignia in them."
"Uh, mind telling me why?"
"Identification in an accident, as well as a few personal things. To make sure an agent doesn't go crazy on a mission." He tossed the shoe on the desk. "Look inside."
On the inside, she saw the small inscription "01 Perfect Soldier." Then she found the pocket. It was a small slit in the side of the shoe, not large enough to interfere with the streamline of the design, but large enough to slip a scrap of paper or two in. From the pocket she pulled a picture. Of herself.
~~~~~
From the Bathroom, Heero silently groaned. Zechs was letting Relena go through his shoes. Sure, he had admitted to her that he cared, but still, the picture. He wasn't sure if he wanted Relena to know about that. To know that she was what he fought for.
~~~~~
Relena was both shocked and touched. /He carries a picture of me...my picture keeps him sane on missions/ she recalled her brother's words with a smile.
Zechs took the picture and examined it. 'Hn. Yuy." He frowned. "Relena, I know how you feel about him. I have no objection to a relationship between you two. Heero is a good man. But are you sure he -"
"Zechs."
"I just want you to look carefully at your options. There are plenty of men who -"
"Brother, I know."
"And what will you do if he never admits his feelings for you? I know he does have feelings for you. We all do. I don't deny that. But how long will you wait?"
"She doesn't have to."
A.N. - Pardon the whole shoe thing. I was in need of a plot device. Zechs's presence will be explained in the next chapter, which I have already started (and written a chunk of). I have testing the next two weeks, so I can't promise anything until after then. As always, suggestions are welcome. And I get a kick out of flames. Quite entertaining. Review!