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Chapter 1: Introduction to Relena
Fooled Myself
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I don't know when exactly I fell in love with the Perfect Soldier. It wasn't in my childhood as my friends constantly tell me it was. Sure something bonded me to him, but love? Certainly not. I didn't care about love then. To me it was a friendship I shared with him, a companionship that made me make the effort to follow Heero. Letting him know that I was there, I could sense that he needed that. He needed me. The more I stayed by his side I felt our bond grow. Life in the war wasn't pure but at least I could give Heero something pure. He had none of that in his bloodstained life.
Well life went on. The war ended and I was luckily still needed by the people. But He wasn't. Where does a boy go who only knows one thing? Only knows war. Where does he go when war ends? I wish that I could have stayed by Heero again during that time in his life. It was so hard for him. He felt used and lonely. But I was needed on Earth and Heero's love for the colonies led him there. We stayed in contact for a while but slowly the letters from both parties stopped. Our lives went on and we learned to cope with the peace of the Earth and the colonies and without each other. As hard as it was for me.
I suppose that that brings us to the present. A.C. 201 I, Relena Dorlian, live on Earth. And although I am not nearly the workaholic that I once was, I still manage to keep very busy. From what I heard last of Heero he still lives on the colonies and recently became a Preventor. The Earth and Colonies have been able to maintain the peace for so long now that at times I feel useless to the people. But when I'm useless I feel best because that's when I know that I am doing my job right. The Soldiers and Preventors on the other hand practically pull their hair out they are so bored. So life for us all is as it should be.
Yes, definitely as it should be. My feelings towards Heero remain the same. Sometimes though I can't define exactly what my feelings are. Or I just don't want to define them. Is it really love? Or have I fooled myself into thinking it is? For the past couple years I have just had to tell myself that I respected him as a war hero and a close friend, nothing more. That's the only way I could really move on and get back to me and my life.
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-Fairleigh