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Ch. 8 - Meltdown

When Heero finally made at home at exactly twenty-one hundred hours and twenty seven minutes aka 9:27 p.m., he found Relena sleeping not so peacefully in their bed. 'Their' still seemed like such a strange word, but he was getting a little more used to it every day.

He walked quietly over to the bedside, looking down at his beautiful, sleeping angel, but his daydream was cut short by the details of the moment. Usually when Heero looked down at Relena at night she would be wearing some sort of silky, flowy nightgown in some hideously pastel color that only could be made attractive by the fact that Relena was wearing it. Still, it made her halo of goodness look even more intoxicating. However, tonight she was still dressed in that same hunter green business suit complete with a crème undershirt frothing over at the top with lace and her stockings. – That has to be uncomfortable. –

Heero didn't realize how long he had been staring at her until it actually woke his sleeping princess. "Heero?" She questioned, brows furrowing together, then apart, as if trying to brush the sleep away so she could open her soul-grasping blue eyes.

"Why are you still in your clothes?" He asked, his words coming out a little harsher than he had intended. – You sound like you're scolding her! - He inwardly cursed himself.

"I just never took them off, I suppose," she yawned back, taking no outward offence to his tone. Her eyes were only half open, and she looked as though she were in a trance between the states of asleep and awake.

"Here, let me help you." He moved toward her, but she turned her back to him.

"Heero, I really don't feel like it tonight."

"I didn't mean…" He laid a hand on her arm, but she shrugged him off.

"I don't need your help. I can get by just fine on my own."

"At least take your hair down. It can't be comfortable." He pulled a pin from her bun, and she winced. "I…I didn't mean…"

She sat straight up and stared him in the face. "You don't ever mean to hurt me, do you?" She snatched the pin from his hands and clutched it to her. "I told you once before to leave me alone. I have a full day ahead of me, and a thousands meetings to reschedule that I missed today. I think you've caused enough problems for my lifetime and yours."

"What do you want from me, Relena?" He no longer held any compassion in his voice. – If she can't act like she cares if I'm dead or alive, why should I try? –

"I want you to go to some other room and let me get some sleep."

"Why don't I just move out?" He yelled, anger now flaming up.

"Why don't you?" She retorted.

"I will. Let me get my things!"

"Here!" She bounded out of bed. "Let me help you!"

They both snatched at a drawer and flung it onto the floor. He started gathering shirts, pants, and the like with one hand and stuffed them in the crook of the other arm. Relena, meanwhile, was throwing more paraphernalia, aiming straight for his head.

"Why did you marry me?" He fumed, trying to stuff and catch at the same time.

"I don't know. I thought I loved you. Why did you marry me? You don't love me, do you Heero? I'm just some sort of mission or game or something! I never understood you. I loved that! That's it…I loved the mystery of you! I guess that was it. I was in love with your mysterious side. Not you."

"And all this time I thought it was my charming personality."

"You didn't answer me, Heero. Why did you marry me?"

He froze and looked up at her. "Because…because…"

"Oh don't even try to bring up the nerve to lie to me. I know you don't love me. You never have, and you never will."

He stood up and dumped all of the contents in his arms onto the floor. "Relena, I don't know what's gotten into you, but I do know one thing. I love you. Do you hear me? I LOVE YOU!" He grabbed her by the waist and held on for dear life. "Please don't let some creep sending you a drink or a couple of sleepless nights end a marriage that just got started. More than that, don't let my cowardice end it. I can't loose you, because I love you."

"Heero…I…"

He placed his fingers to her lips. "You don't have to say anything. Not a word. Just don't…please don't make me go. I was mad. You were mad. We'll get angry. We'll fight. That's a part of life, but…I don't want it to end."

"I love you forever." She wrapped her arms around his neck so swiftly and smoothly and pulled his lips down to hers. She felt that tingle rise up inside of her again and fill her with warmth. Her lips slid past his, trailing up his cheek to his ear. Softly she whispered, "I will never leave you, I promise. Just as long as you'll never leave me."

She felt him smile against her as he whispered back, "I promise."

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The alarm clock blared its hideous hum for the fourth time, and Relena finally drug herself enough from her slumber to knock it off the table, unplugging it. She had never been a late sleeper. She had always had something she had to be doing. Not that she didn't this morning, but the warm body with his arms still wrapped around her own was so tempting.

"We have to get up," she groaned, trying to wiggle out of Heero's grasp, but he held onto her tightly and kissed her gently. "You're not making this easy."

He smiled a devious grin that almost looked a little too pleasant for the face of the grim Heero Yuy. "I never make anything easy."

"You certainly don't, and I love you for it." She gave him a quick peck. "But we both have work to do." She kissed his hand and moved it from her middle to his side.

"My only work is watching you, and that what I'm doing right now." He snaked his arm back around her before she had the chance to truly sit up.

"Heero…really…" Her eyes held some of their sparkle again. She looked better, to say the least. – Maybe a little love is just what the doctor ordered. –

"Really what? Really you have to work? Really you need to do this? Really you need to do that?" He teased her, laughing a little.

"Heero!" She taunted back, biting her lip.

"Really you need to stay here. Really I need you in my arms. Really I don't think I could stand to see you get up out of this bed and walk away." He captured her lips once more, pressing himself up against her, taunting her, daring her to even try to get up.

"We have a life." She could barely get the words out for laughing.

"My life is you, now."

Relena stopped, all expression flooded from her face. Did she really just hear those words? Did Heero Yuy the unexpressive, unfeeling, emotionless shell of a man, say – I am his life? – "We couldn't be missed for another…hour and a half. It's only six."

"Here we go, now we're getting somewhere." – Give me an hour and a half and you won't be able to leave… -

- If I give him an hour and a half, I'll never leave…oh well… -

'Bam bam bam!' echoed through the wood of their bedroom door, 'Bam! Bam bam bam!'

"What on earth?" Heero growled, his eye cutting towards the door.

"Relena! Relena come out now!" Relena would recognize her brother's voice anywhere, but what was he doing here…so early?

"Milliardo, I'll be out in just a moment."

"No, I mean now!" He boomed back.

"Stay here," Heero snarled. "I'll take care of him." He plopped out of bed and swooped up a pair of the many pants still lying on the floor from the night before.

"Heero…please…I don't know what he wants, but…" She scurried over to her pink silk robe lying on the edge of a chair and quickly tightened it around her. Relena gently took Heero by the arm and tried to calm at least a few of his nerves.

Heero cracked the door open, coming nose to nose with an enraged Milliardo. "Yuy…where's my sister?"

"Not two feet behind me, clinging tightly to my arm so I don't kill you right now for waking us up."

"She should have been up fifteen minutes ago."

"I really think you have no real interest in her well being for someone who seems so concerned with her."

"Of course I do!"

"I think all you care about is her playing pretty politics and keeping up her perfect little appearance. You can't be in the limelight anymore, so you just push her in it for you."

Milliardo's hand started to quiver, wishing so badly to strike his opponent. "I NEVER heard such malarkey in my whole life!"

Relena squeezed Heero's arm tightly, and he changed the subject. "What do you want? Surely this wasn't just a wake up call."

"I want to know what in the heck she was doing at Kevin's yesterday. All your 'men' informed me of was that she felt ill, and a FEW people saw. I didn't know— "

"That's none of your business. I all ready have it under control." He moved to shut the door, but Milliardo caught it and slung it open, nearly hitting Heero in the process.

"It became the whole world's business when her name was in yet another tabloid this morning." Milliardo held it up for Heero to see.

Heero snatched it from his hand and read the caption aloud. " 'Press Princess Strikes Again, Terrorizing Grand Opening With Fainting Stunt.' What kind of crap are they trying to pull!"

"Did she?" Milliardo yelled.

"Did she what?" Heero threw the paper on the ground with all his might.

"Did she faint? Cause a scene?" Milliardo's tone stayed just as loud and boisterous.

Relena gently bent down and picked up the crumpled tabloid. "The newly wed Mrs. Relena Peacecraft Yuy appeared yesterday at the grand opening of a new hot spot by the name of "Kevin's." Mrs. Yuy was reported to have been given a complimentary drink by the owner, as all guests were at the grand opening and fainted. It caused such a ruckus that many of the patrons left, and commented they would not be returning to the restaurant. Restaurant owner and manager Kevin Beaumont had this to say about the incident. 'Personally I could never even imagine what got into the poor girl. I had thought she would enjoy it, since I had personally invited her. She and I are good friends and the thought of her trying to sabotage my business before it even got on its feet came as such a shock to me, but I guess it's true what they say: friends are only friends unless they're enemies. I wouldn't really consider Mrs. Relena either any longer. Married life must really change someone.' " Relena sank to her knees. – My career is officially done for. –

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