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Ch. 3 – Questions
"Relena . . ." Heero's voice could be heard from outside the locked door of her room. "I know you are in there, either come out or let me in."
She stayed deathly still and quiet. She would not give him the pleasure of knowing he'd hurt her badly enough to lock herself in a room and cry.
"Relena! Open the door!" His voice boomed and shook her from the inside out. She wanted to cry again, but if she made any noise, she acknowledged her presence, and that just would not do. "Relena, OPEN THE DAMNED DOOR!"
"No!" She shrieked back, fed up with his yelling and pounding. Enough was enough. Could he not see she did not want to let him in? She had let him in before, only have to him hurt her. She was through.
"No? What does 'no' mean?"
"No means no! I'm not opening the door Heero!" For a woman who had been crying the past half hour, her voice was tremendously strong. There was no hint of a teardrop to be found.
"You let me in this door!" He rammed his shoulder up against it, shaking it and her too. She was still positioned with her back to the door, just the same as when she had sunk down after being rejected by him once more.
"No! I'm through with you, Heero!" She sounded like she meant it, but could she really be through with him?
-She's bluffing- "Relena, just let me in the door. I want to talk to you."
"No! You want to kick me down! You want to bruise, batter, beat me! I'm not letting you take advantage of me anymore Heero! I'm a grown woman!" –You will not keep my down, no matter how hard you try. –
"Fine!" She heard his footsteps disappear down the hall and let her guard down. She let herself to limp and began the soft tears again. He had hurt her, and he would continue to hurt her.
"But why did you come back, Heero?" She muttered aloud, wishing with all her heart she knew the answer.
The door made a click, and she felt herself moving. When she finally looked up, Heero was standing in front of her. "You know there are keys to these doors."
"Hn." Relena stood and walked to the other end of the room. Even if he got in, it didn't mean anything. She had learned from him, only the things that you thought needed to be, should be dignified with an answer.
He walked behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders. "Why are you made with me?"
"Because are you a self-centered egotistical jerk." She shrugged him off her shoulders and walked to the other side of her room.
"Why's that?" He tried to follow her, but she just kept moving.
"I don't know, ask yourself."
"Relena . . ."
"What Heero?" She spun around to face him. "Do you want me to say 'oh Heero, I love you, everything's ok'? Is that what you want?" No response. "Well that's not what you're getting! Lets play a game I like to call twenty questions." Again, no response, so she continued on. "Question number one, why did you come back?"
"To be with you."
"If you came back to be with me, then why do you act like you want nothing to do with me?"
"I don't."
"Yes you do, and why do you deny doing things you obviously are aware that you do?"
"I don't."
"See, there you go again! Why do I even bother?"
"Because you love me."
"Do I really Heero?"
"Of course you do. You've loved me for five years."
"Do you really love me?" Everything froze. It was common knowledge that Relena loved Heero, but Heero had rarely said he loved Relena. She'd heard it more in the week in Aruba than since they'd returned home. She wasn't sure he really loved her at all.
"Yes."
"Say it."
"I do."
"SAY IT!" She was fed up with games and lies. She wanted a normal relationship, with a normal guy, and a normal life . . . but she'd never have one. She was the vice foreign minister of the world, married to an ex-gundam pilot, who lived on a grande estate inherited from her parents, the rulers of the sanc kingdom. Her life was not normal. To any normal person, her life was extraordinary. To her, it was exhausting.
"I do love you, Relena." He wrapped his arms around her thin waist. "I . . . I . . . I'm sorry. Ok? I'm just . . . getting used to all of this." He kissed her lips sweetly.
"All right. It's strange for me too. I suppose we just need to, adjust."
"Yeah, adjust."
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"So Mr. and Mrs Yuy, you've been married for two weeks?"
"And two days . . ." Relena smiled, holding Heero's hand. He was trying. He was trying for her. She had only asked him to be himself . . . –I shouldn't expect anything more. –
"And how is married life for the two of you?"
–Be careful about what you say. – "It hasn't been perfection, but we're very happy." She squeezed his hand, keeping that bright smile on her face.
"It's no mystery to the public that the two of you have been in an off again on again relationship for years."
"No, I wouldn't say that." Her mind kept warning her to be careful. Anything she said he could use against her, or use for her benefit. It all would depend on just how she worded it. "We have been in love for quite some time, but we haven't really been in a solid relationship before Aruba."
"Interesting." His response was typical for that of the media. "So this is new to you?"
"Somewhat." Heero answered before Relena got her mouth open good. "We've been in correspondence with each other for years, but we hadn't decided to make it romantic before a few weeks ago."
Relena couldn't help but give a sideward glance at Heero. –I didn't know he spoke so eloquently. – Her expression showed she was pleasantly surprised by his answer.
"Nice to finally hear the man take control of the situation. Do you feel like Relena, being in the position she's in, makes you seem inferior?" He was looking for any sense of tension, and digging for any problems.
"No. I've known Relena since she was a normal girl, and I've seen her progress through her career. It means a lot to her, and because of that, it means a lot of me. I'm thankful to be her protector and let her have the spotlight."
–Where did he learn this? – She didn't let it show this time, but inside, she was bubbling. –How is this possibly the same Heero Yuy who I was fighting with last night? –
"Seems like your two are just perfect."
"We're far from perfect, but we are very happy together. Marriage is a learning process, and we're just in kindergarten."
He stood and nodded to both of them. "Well, I think that's all for now. I'll have my photographer here at six to take the pictures from your reception."
"Thank you for coming, Mr. Souter." Relena stood and extended your hand.
He bent over and kissed it, which caused her to gasp. "The pleasure was mine." Then, out the door he went.
"That was strange." Heero admitted after seeing his car pull away.
"Certainly not what I expected." Relena admitted, sitting down again on the couch beside Heero. She laid her head over on his shoulder, and he made no effort to move, so she decided to press her luck. "Did you really mean all you said to him?"
"Yes." Not much of an answer, but it got the point across. Heero might never been very good with all of the 'touchy-feely' things, but he WAS trying . . . for her.
"Thanks."
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An: Oki do, how do you like? Let me know! Plz review!
DaddyNaz – Better?
Clarobell – Heero is just learning. And maybe. Thanks for the review!
Hououza – Glad you're liking it. Thanks!
Tori – Hope this answered it. Thanks!
Raine189 – Thank you for seeing it my way. I believe that would be what would happen. I tried to get that point across. Thanks for all you do!!
Raizard333 – They're just adjusting, and yes, Hilde and Duo are about to hit the rocks. That's next chappie. Glad you don't think there's anything bad, yet. Lol. Thanks for your support!
Disclaimer: I own nothing . . . especially not Gundam Wing . . .
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Ch. 3 – Questions
"Relena . . ." Heero's voice could be heard from outside the locked door of her room. "I know you are in there, either come out or let me in."
She stayed deathly still and quiet. She would not give him the pleasure of knowing he'd hurt her badly enough to lock herself in a room and cry.
"Relena! Open the door!" His voice boomed and shook her from the inside out. She wanted to cry again, but if she made any noise, she acknowledged her presence, and that just would not do. "Relena, OPEN THE DAMNED DOOR!"
"No!" She shrieked back, fed up with his yelling and pounding. Enough was enough. Could he not see she did not want to let him in? She had let him in before, only have to him hurt her. She was through.
"No? What does 'no' mean?"
"No means no! I'm not opening the door Heero!" For a woman who had been crying the past half hour, her voice was tremendously strong. There was no hint of a teardrop to be found.
"You let me in this door!" He rammed his shoulder up against it, shaking it and her too. She was still positioned with her back to the door, just the same as when she had sunk down after being rejected by him once more.
"No! I'm through with you, Heero!" She sounded like she meant it, but could she really be through with him?
-She's bluffing- "Relena, just let me in the door. I want to talk to you."
"No! You want to kick me down! You want to bruise, batter, beat me! I'm not letting you take advantage of me anymore Heero! I'm a grown woman!" –You will not keep my down, no matter how hard you try. –
"Fine!" She heard his footsteps disappear down the hall and let her guard down. She let herself to limp and began the soft tears again. He had hurt her, and he would continue to hurt her.
"But why did you come back, Heero?" She muttered aloud, wishing with all her heart she knew the answer.
The door made a click, and she felt herself moving. When she finally looked up, Heero was standing in front of her. "You know there are keys to these doors."
"Hn." Relena stood and walked to the other end of the room. Even if he got in, it didn't mean anything. She had learned from him, only the things that you thought needed to be, should be dignified with an answer.
He walked behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders. "Why are you made with me?"
"Because are you a self-centered egotistical jerk." She shrugged him off her shoulders and walked to the other side of her room.
"Why's that?" He tried to follow her, but she just kept moving.
"I don't know, ask yourself."
"Relena . . ."
"What Heero?" She spun around to face him. "Do you want me to say 'oh Heero, I love you, everything's ok'? Is that what you want?" No response. "Well that's not what you're getting! Lets play a game I like to call twenty questions." Again, no response, so she continued on. "Question number one, why did you come back?"
"To be with you."
"If you came back to be with me, then why do you act like you want nothing to do with me?"
"I don't."
"Yes you do, and why do you deny doing things you obviously are aware that you do?"
"I don't."
"See, there you go again! Why do I even bother?"
"Because you love me."
"Do I really Heero?"
"Of course you do. You've loved me for five years."
"Do you really love me?" Everything froze. It was common knowledge that Relena loved Heero, but Heero had rarely said he loved Relena. She'd heard it more in the week in Aruba than since they'd returned home. She wasn't sure he really loved her at all.
"Yes."
"Say it."
"I do."
"SAY IT!" She was fed up with games and lies. She wanted a normal relationship, with a normal guy, and a normal life . . . but she'd never have one. She was the vice foreign minister of the world, married to an ex-gundam pilot, who lived on a grande estate inherited from her parents, the rulers of the sanc kingdom. Her life was not normal. To any normal person, her life was extraordinary. To her, it was exhausting.
"I do love you, Relena." He wrapped his arms around her thin waist. "I . . . I . . . I'm sorry. Ok? I'm just . . . getting used to all of this." He kissed her lips sweetly.
"All right. It's strange for me too. I suppose we just need to, adjust."
"Yeah, adjust."
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"So Mr. and Mrs Yuy, you've been married for two weeks?"
"And two days . . ." Relena smiled, holding Heero's hand. He was trying. He was trying for her. She had only asked him to be himself . . . –I shouldn't expect anything more. –
"And how is married life for the two of you?"
–Be careful about what you say. – "It hasn't been perfection, but we're very happy." She squeezed his hand, keeping that bright smile on her face.
"It's no mystery to the public that the two of you have been in an off again on again relationship for years."
"No, I wouldn't say that." Her mind kept warning her to be careful. Anything she said he could use against her, or use for her benefit. It all would depend on just how she worded it. "We have been in love for quite some time, but we haven't really been in a solid relationship before Aruba."
"Interesting." His response was typical for that of the media. "So this is new to you?"
"Somewhat." Heero answered before Relena got her mouth open good. "We've been in correspondence with each other for years, but we hadn't decided to make it romantic before a few weeks ago."
Relena couldn't help but give a sideward glance at Heero. –I didn't know he spoke so eloquently. – Her expression showed she was pleasantly surprised by his answer.
"Nice to finally hear the man take control of the situation. Do you feel like Relena, being in the position she's in, makes you seem inferior?" He was looking for any sense of tension, and digging for any problems.
"No. I've known Relena since she was a normal girl, and I've seen her progress through her career. It means a lot to her, and because of that, it means a lot of me. I'm thankful to be her protector and let her have the spotlight."
–Where did he learn this? – She didn't let it show this time, but inside, she was bubbling. –How is this possibly the same Heero Yuy who I was fighting with last night? –
"Seems like your two are just perfect."
"We're far from perfect, but we are very happy together. Marriage is a learning process, and we're just in kindergarten."
He stood and nodded to both of them. "Well, I think that's all for now. I'll have my photographer here at six to take the pictures from your reception."
"Thank you for coming, Mr. Souter." Relena stood and extended your hand.
He bent over and kissed it, which caused her to gasp. "The pleasure was mine." Then, out the door he went.
"That was strange." Heero admitted after seeing his car pull away.
"Certainly not what I expected." Relena admitted, sitting down again on the couch beside Heero. She laid her head over on his shoulder, and he made no effort to move, so she decided to press her luck. "Did you really mean all you said to him?"
"Yes." Not much of an answer, but it got the point across. Heero might never been very good with all of the 'touchy-feely' things, but he WAS trying . . . for her.
"Thanks."
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An: Oki do, how do you like? Let me know! Plz review!
DaddyNaz – Better?
Clarobell – Heero is just learning. And maybe. Thanks for the review!
Hououza – Glad you're liking it. Thanks!
Tori – Hope this answered it. Thanks!
Raine189 – Thank you for seeing it my way. I believe that would be what would happen. I tried to get that point across. Thanks for all you do!!
Raizard333 – They're just adjusting, and yes, Hilde and Duo are about to hit the rocks. That's next chappie. Glad you don't think there's anything bad, yet. Lol. Thanks for your support!