You don't know me
Well, I guess the title for this chapter is screwed, too, but I think it'll have to pass. Thanks for everybody who reviewed; as to you who don't like it - well, hard luck, I'm gonna keep writing! Oh, do you people want this from another POV (Relena's or Heero's)? Tell me in your review after you've read this chapter. Oh, by the way, this chapter is kind of sad in a way, cos Heero hurts - a certain person who I'm sure you've already guessed!
Heero jumped up from his desk and spun around, all of his soldier's instincts alert, to see who had called out his name.
When he saw who it was, he thought his heart would stand still. Please don't let this be, he thought frantically.
Before him, her honey-blond hair loose and shining around her shoulders, her big, beautiful eyes even wider than usual in complete surprise and disbelief, and one hand extended in an unfinished gesture as if to catch him by his shoulder, stood Relena Peacecraft herself.
A thousand thoughts raced through Heero's mind, as he narrowed his eyes and resumed the mask of stone on his face. He couldn't let Relena see his confusion and surprise.
He had never imagined he would ever see her again. After they had finally secured peace, Relena had just slipped out of his life, leaving no see-able trace in it. And he had never given her a second thought. It was as if she had suddenly returned from the dead. If there was one thing he hadn't been expecting, it was her.
Yet here she stood, the real person, still gazing seekingly into his dark eyes that were having trouble hiding all the thoughts racing through his mind and his hopelessness in the situation.
Heero wanted to grab her, cover her mouth with his hand so she couldn't say anything more, and drag her from the room, where he would impress on her the importance of her keeping quiet about what she knew about his true identity.
But he couldn't do that; not without attracting attention. And he could hardly blow up the whole classroom, especially if he didn't want to be noticed.
The best he could do was to firmly take her by the elbow and draw her as close to him as he dared. Before she could say a word, he told her in a low steady voice:
'You don't know me, Relena. You don't and you never have, okay? I'll get in trouble if anybody finds out anything about me. I'm Heero Yinkomoto now, and you don't know him.'
He turned away from her as quickly as he could, hoping nobody had either heard him or seen him draw her close. But as abruptly as he had turned, he could still see the confused, scared, and, most of all, hurt look which filled Relena's deep eyes.
With the firm resolution to ignore her, Heero sat back down in the seat at the back that he had chosen, and took out his History book.
He was vaguely aware of Relena slowly turning around and sitting down at her own desk closer to the front of the room. She turned around once and looked at him hopefully, as if he might have some sign to comfort her, but he evaded her glance, which made her hang her head disappointedly. But then she jerked back to attention as the teacher entered the room and slammed the door loudly behind him.
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Half an hour later, Heero was pretending to read the section of the History book they were supposed to be reading, but inside, his thoughts chased each other through his mind as he tried to get his feelings straight again and think of a solution to the sudden problem.
There isn't supposed to be any problem, Heero thought darkly.
All I have to do is hope that Relena forgets about my past soon and doesn't take any notice of me or say anything about me.
But, strangely, things weren't that simple for him. And, even more strangely, his own feelings seemed to be the cause of that difficulty.
Heero knitted his eyebrows together in fury; fury at himself for feeling something, when there was nothing he should be feeling right now.
His eyes, which he had been willing to look at the page in the History book, strayed away and took one glimpse at the front of the room. One glimpse was all he needed to confuse himself again.
Relena's hair shone up brightly from the mob of other students, and the light from the window playing over the golden in it entranced him for a second, before he had his eyes under control again and jerked his gaze away.
The words on the page blurred before his eyes as his mind spun in disbelief. How could Relena have that effect on him?!
It took all his will-power not to let his inner trouble show on his face, and even so, his hands shook ever so slightly as he turned a page.
Relena. Try as he might, he couldn't get her out of his mind. He hadn't thought of her for ages, and even when the war had been going on and he had protected her, she had always been like a shadowy figure to him; a girl whose actions he couldn't understand, but didn't really influence him a lot.
But now, it was as if she was back, and this time the shadow was gone, and he saw her in the brilliant radiance that she always carried about her.
Heero breathed in deeply, and then set his mind to listening to the teacher so hard that he could block out any further thought about Relena.
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As soon as he emerged from the classroom and stepped into the busy hall, Relena had caught up with him and, grabbing his arm, steered him away to a niche in the hallway, where nobody could see them.
For a second, neither of them spoke. Relena was staring up into his eyes again as if she was hoping to see an answer in them, or a sign of emotion.
Heero struggled harder than ever to make his eyes absolutely expressionless.
'Heero, what are you doing here? With a false name, and everything? What's going on?' she asked frantically, her wide eyes still hanging onto his, as if his glance could save her from drowning in her fears.
Heero couldn't speak for a moment, using all his energy to numb himself of all feeling.
When he didn't respond, she grasped his hand and held it tightly.
'I'm scared, Heero. What is so wrong at this school that you have to be here? Please answer me; I'm so frightened!', she cried out, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Seeing her cry, and feeling her hand in his, was more than he could bear. It sent a fresh wave of complex emotions washing over him, shattering his calm composedness. Pulling away from her roughly, he said harshly:
'Look, you don't know me, so leave me alone!'
The words burst from him even harder than he had meant them to be. Heero saw Relena's crest-fallen face for one instant; then he had already stormed away, his eyes blazing with anger at himself.
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Well, I guess that was it. I honestly feel sorry for Heero in this chapter, he definitely needs help. Hope you do, too (tee-hee).
Thanks to the following people for reviewing:
Mara - yeah, it is kind of a romance story; hope you review again, I appreciate it!
apol - glad somebody thinks so!
finalfantasyfreak - pretty easy to guess, isn't it?
Ironic Paradise - thanks for the review, I love smileys!
kay - hope I brought this out soon enough!
Scythe244 - great that you like reviewing good stories so much, haha!
Ley - well, hope it has a good continuation, too!
Shadow Child - did I satisfy you? hope so!
Shooting Jewel
Well, I guess the title for this chapter is screwed, too, but I think it'll have to pass. Thanks for everybody who reviewed; as to you who don't like it - well, hard luck, I'm gonna keep writing! Oh, do you people want this from another POV (Relena's or Heero's)? Tell me in your review after you've read this chapter. Oh, by the way, this chapter is kind of sad in a way, cos Heero hurts - a certain person who I'm sure you've already guessed!
Heero jumped up from his desk and spun around, all of his soldier's instincts alert, to see who had called out his name.
When he saw who it was, he thought his heart would stand still. Please don't let this be, he thought frantically.
Before him, her honey-blond hair loose and shining around her shoulders, her big, beautiful eyes even wider than usual in complete surprise and disbelief, and one hand extended in an unfinished gesture as if to catch him by his shoulder, stood Relena Peacecraft herself.
A thousand thoughts raced through Heero's mind, as he narrowed his eyes and resumed the mask of stone on his face. He couldn't let Relena see his confusion and surprise.
He had never imagined he would ever see her again. After they had finally secured peace, Relena had just slipped out of his life, leaving no see-able trace in it. And he had never given her a second thought. It was as if she had suddenly returned from the dead. If there was one thing he hadn't been expecting, it was her.
Yet here she stood, the real person, still gazing seekingly into his dark eyes that were having trouble hiding all the thoughts racing through his mind and his hopelessness in the situation.
Heero wanted to grab her, cover her mouth with his hand so she couldn't say anything more, and drag her from the room, where he would impress on her the importance of her keeping quiet about what she knew about his true identity.
But he couldn't do that; not without attracting attention. And he could hardly blow up the whole classroom, especially if he didn't want to be noticed.
The best he could do was to firmly take her by the elbow and draw her as close to him as he dared. Before she could say a word, he told her in a low steady voice:
'You don't know me, Relena. You don't and you never have, okay? I'll get in trouble if anybody finds out anything about me. I'm Heero Yinkomoto now, and you don't know him.'
He turned away from her as quickly as he could, hoping nobody had either heard him or seen him draw her close. But as abruptly as he had turned, he could still see the confused, scared, and, most of all, hurt look which filled Relena's deep eyes.
With the firm resolution to ignore her, Heero sat back down in the seat at the back that he had chosen, and took out his History book.
He was vaguely aware of Relena slowly turning around and sitting down at her own desk closer to the front of the room. She turned around once and looked at him hopefully, as if he might have some sign to comfort her, but he evaded her glance, which made her hang her head disappointedly. But then she jerked back to attention as the teacher entered the room and slammed the door loudly behind him.
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Half an hour later, Heero was pretending to read the section of the History book they were supposed to be reading, but inside, his thoughts chased each other through his mind as he tried to get his feelings straight again and think of a solution to the sudden problem.
There isn't supposed to be any problem, Heero thought darkly.
All I have to do is hope that Relena forgets about my past soon and doesn't take any notice of me or say anything about me.
But, strangely, things weren't that simple for him. And, even more strangely, his own feelings seemed to be the cause of that difficulty.
Heero knitted his eyebrows together in fury; fury at himself for feeling something, when there was nothing he should be feeling right now.
His eyes, which he had been willing to look at the page in the History book, strayed away and took one glimpse at the front of the room. One glimpse was all he needed to confuse himself again.
Relena's hair shone up brightly from the mob of other students, and the light from the window playing over the golden in it entranced him for a second, before he had his eyes under control again and jerked his gaze away.
The words on the page blurred before his eyes as his mind spun in disbelief. How could Relena have that effect on him?!
It took all his will-power not to let his inner trouble show on his face, and even so, his hands shook ever so slightly as he turned a page.
Relena. Try as he might, he couldn't get her out of his mind. He hadn't thought of her for ages, and even when the war had been going on and he had protected her, she had always been like a shadowy figure to him; a girl whose actions he couldn't understand, but didn't really influence him a lot.
But now, it was as if she was back, and this time the shadow was gone, and he saw her in the brilliant radiance that she always carried about her.
Heero breathed in deeply, and then set his mind to listening to the teacher so hard that he could block out any further thought about Relena.
***************************
As soon as he emerged from the classroom and stepped into the busy hall, Relena had caught up with him and, grabbing his arm, steered him away to a niche in the hallway, where nobody could see them.
For a second, neither of them spoke. Relena was staring up into his eyes again as if she was hoping to see an answer in them, or a sign of emotion.
Heero struggled harder than ever to make his eyes absolutely expressionless.
'Heero, what are you doing here? With a false name, and everything? What's going on?' she asked frantically, her wide eyes still hanging onto his, as if his glance could save her from drowning in her fears.
Heero couldn't speak for a moment, using all his energy to numb himself of all feeling.
When he didn't respond, she grasped his hand and held it tightly.
'I'm scared, Heero. What is so wrong at this school that you have to be here? Please answer me; I'm so frightened!', she cried out, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Seeing her cry, and feeling her hand in his, was more than he could bear. It sent a fresh wave of complex emotions washing over him, shattering his calm composedness. Pulling away from her roughly, he said harshly:
'Look, you don't know me, so leave me alone!'
The words burst from him even harder than he had meant them to be. Heero saw Relena's crest-fallen face for one instant; then he had already stormed away, his eyes blazing with anger at himself.
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Well, I guess that was it. I honestly feel sorry for Heero in this chapter, he definitely needs help. Hope you do, too (tee-hee).
Thanks to the following people for reviewing:
Mara - yeah, it is kind of a romance story; hope you review again, I appreciate it!
apol - glad somebody thinks so!
finalfantasyfreak - pretty easy to guess, isn't it?
Ironic Paradise - thanks for the review, I love smileys!
kay - hope I brought this out soon enough!
Scythe244 - great that you like reviewing good stories so much, haha!
Ley - well, hope it has a good continuation, too!
Shadow Child - did I satisfy you? hope so!
Shooting Jewel