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before. Please don't stop reviewing. OOC-ness
Well here is the disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, so don't sue. Also, no chairs or tables were badly harmed during the writing of this fiction, they only experienced a bit of nausea from the kamikaze attack. For those who don't know what I am taking about, you must read to find out.
So on with the new chapter
Expressed Actions and Written Words
Chapter 4: Chance Encounters..... Of a Freaky Kind.
By: Tojot
Three months had passed by since her disappearance and Heero still hadn't given up the search for her. Everyone else had given up though, thinking it was a waste of time. He pressed on doing two jobs at once, his Preventer job and the mission of finding Relena. He hoped that she was alive and well.
Heero was at home, busily typing away on his laptop. Her diary was resting next to him waiting to be opened again. Some of the things that were written in it were a little hard to handle and a little too deep and detailed that he would have to put it down for a while out of shock and surprise. She was eccentric in every way, but he didn't think she was capable of this. She would write to the very last juicy detail of dreams, nightmares and even fantasies. Some of which he would be a part of. It sent shivers up his spine.
A tear fell down Heero's cheek. He knew how terribly he missed her. She never really knew how close he was. He would see her practically every day, and she wouldn't even notice him watching her from behind a corner or across the street, before she disappeared without a trace.
*~*~*~
It had been a year and Relena had settled into a simple and normal life. She had found a job at a small coffee shop to pay for the groceries. And Old John Ire had become a surrogate grandfather to her.
"Gramp, ye hafta wake up, ur yer eggs er gonna get culd." She said as she pulled the blanket off the old man.
"Fer Heavens sake, child, let me be fer a few m'r minutes." He said as he played tug-o-war for his blanket with his surrogate grandchild.
"Fine. Have it yer way, but yer gonna have to wake ye own self up. I need to be getting t' work now. Yer eggs are the table, make sure Bess do'en't git t' 'em." Sam said as she gave up the futile attempt of waking him up. She picked up her helmet from the chair.
'Farewell, Gramps, 'll try t' be home b'fer ele'en." Relena said as she put on her angel wing painted helmet, went out the door and hopped on her bike. This was the normal routine in the mornings for her and Relena felt it more relaxing than her old life. This town was a laid back, quiet and calm. No major worries, maybe a few tiffs between neighbors, but all in all nothing big. She also was glad that she wasn't needed for any major political function, making her life comfortable. She also had the Irish brogue down to the most complicated of mannerisms; being around it twenty-four/seven had helped her learn it very quickly.
*~*~*~
It had been eighteen months since her disappearance and Heero was about to give up and shut down the site that had been set up for any leads to Relena's whereabouts. He was just about to delete it when an anonymous message was placed on the empty screen. It surprised him.
*~*~*~
It was the middle of the night, Kate had been a little bored lately and was wondering how Relena was doing in Bantry Bay. It had been a year and a half since the Sanq Princess had asked her for the address. She called Ire.
"H' Ire, I' she still thare?" Kate asked the old man.
"Kate, is that ye? I haven' hird from ye in years. What ye been up to." He said trying to wake up.
"The same old, same old and still workin' at this hotel." She said, "Bye the way, is she still thare?"
"You mean Sam, aye she's still hare." He said on the other end of the line. "Grat, Tha's all I needed to know." Kate said with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Kate, Whas ye up to?" Ire interrogated.
"Sam is goin' t' git a little present from 'er past. If she do well, she'll be fine."
"Kate ye know something I don' know, tell me what I' is?"
"I know Sam's real name."
"Ye mean Sam's not 'er real name?"
"Noe, It be Relena Darlian! Now ye must pr'mise ne'er to tell 'er that ye know about it. An' ne'er d'cline that she's yer grandot'er."
"The secrets safe wi' me." Old Ire replied with sincerity. Kate hung up after saying 'farewell' and opened the site that was created for leads to Relena's whereabouts.
*~*~*~
"She is in Bantry Bay." The small message read out, no more information was given. Heero ran to a map that was hung on his wall and looked for Bantry Bay. It turned out to be a small community situated on a bay that was on the Atlantic coast of the old Ireland Country. It really wasn't far from were he was. He immediately booked a flight to Dublin and rented a car that would take him the rest of the way, but he would have to do that in the morning, he was tired and needed sleep. With that thought, he fell over onto the bed and was out like a light.
He awoke to the sunlight shining down on his face making him quench his eyelids together. He quickly rolled over to try to get more sleep, but remembered what he had to do today. He packed some needed items got cleaned up and rushed out the door. He was a little excited, that he might get his chance to find her again.
*~*~*~
She awoke and did her regular chores before she left for work. Things went normal for the day, no changes had happened, and things were calm. It was getting later in the evening when a few people started to talk of a mysterious boy who had just checked into the local inn, Relena didn't think much of it and just ignored excited banter. The regular evening rush came in. These people would work the graveyard shifts: their work ranging from fisherman to office workers. They would come in to pick up some coffee before the shop would close. Relena saw a big, burly fisherman at the end of the line waiting to get his coffee. She thought that he was the last one in line. She had missed seeing a young man that had wandered into the shop.
"Here ye go sir, Black Coffee t' go." Relena said as she handed the fisherman a piping hot cup of coffee. He picked it up with a toothy grin.
"Thankye Sam." He replied and turned to leave. That's when she saw him. Heero. Relena couldn't believe it. How did he find her? She wanted to run but couldn't. She caught herself almost dropping the tea cup that she held in her hand. He came up to the counter.
"Coffee, Black." He said bluntly. She realized that he hadn't recognized her. She quickly told herself not to panic.
"Yer new hare." She said as she took a foam cup from the stack beside her. He didn't answer; he just stood there and stared at her. He hadn't changed one bit since the last time she saw him.
"Guess yer one o' those quiet ones." Relena told Heero trying her hardest not to revert to the regular English accent that she had once had. She poured his coffee, put a lid on it and handed it to him. "Car'ful, It be a hot lil' item." She told him as he reached for the cup.
He found the girl in the coffee shop a little strange. She just continued to talk to him even when he didn't take the effort to talk. Heero had a strange feeling about this girl since she reminded him a lot of Relena. But there were a few problems. She didn't even look like Relena. Her hair was short and black. He remembered over hearing Relena tell Hilde that the style wouldn't look good on her. Her skin tone was darker than Relena's and this girl's eyes were hazel and not the aqua blue he wanted to see. Finally, Heero got the courage to ask the girl's name.
"Sam O'Malley, an' don' ye forgit it." She said forcefully as she held out her hand for a handshake.
"Oh." Heero's suspicions were put to rest. She wasn't Relena, she couldn't be. Relena never spoke like this. Relena was never forceful.
"Pr'blem?" Sam inquired.
"I thought that you might be someone else."
"Who di' ja think I be?"
"Relena Darlian." He blurted
"Oh. Ya know she dis'peared sudd'nly." Sam said leaning on the counter with an arm propping up her head.
"How much do I owe?" Heero said changing the subject.
"Oh, the till don' open after nine, closen' time. After that the coffee's free." Sam said as she pointed to the clock.
"Oh. Is it okay if I stay in and work?" Heero said as he indicated to his laptop. Relena was a little reluctant to let Heero to stay after, but it had been a while since she had seen him.
"Okay, but only til I be done cleanin' up the wee lil' mess knon as a day's filth." She said as she emptied the industrial coffee makers.
"Agreed." He said quietly as he sat down at one of the tables and opened the cursed laptop. 'Heero and his laptop, they are hardly inseparable.' Relena thought with a chuckle as she went into the backroom and shrugged.
Heero found that he could get a lot of work done here at this time of night. The only noise was the sounds of music, quiet music, and the sound of Sam cleaning the shop. No major sounds distracting him from his work. She finished her cleaning the major things, and came out with a small pot of coffee and another cup and sat at the table he was working on.
"Mind if I join ye?" Sam said as she poured him another cup of coffee and one for herself.
"Free World." Heero replied as he busily typed. Beside his laptop was something Relena found familiar. Her Diary. How did he find it? She was just about to protest but quickly stopped when she realized what would happen if she did. She decided to handle the situation from a stranger's point of view.
"What's this?" Sam said as she picked up the book and opening the abused front cover. She definitely knew were the abuse had come from. It came from her. It practically traveled with her wherever she went. It had received a lot of damage. Well, Heero awoke from his busy stupor, saw Sam looking at Relena's diary, and practically launched himself at the pour girl to get the embarrassing item out of her hands. Well, as we all know with every action there is a reaction. He launched himself at her, knocking the table and chairs over in the process. Sam was knocked over and instead of crying or complaining she was incessantly laughing, underneath the weight of Heero Yuy on top of her. It was a rather compromising position for the both of them. Realizing how risqué a position he was in on top of Sam, he quickly grabbed the diary and got up. Sam was still laughing.
"My aren' ye an int'restin' lad. Wha is ye name?" Sam asked still lying there looking up at him. Relena has found the little attack a little exciting. It wasn't everyday that Heero would launch himself at you.
"Heero Yuy." He said quickly.
"Well. Mr. Yuy Don' be doin' that anymore. If ye know wha's good fer ye." Sam said as she glared at him. Relena Purposely said 'Mr. Yuy' to throw Heero off even more of suspecting that she wasn't who she said she was. If she said 'Heero', she might as well be having an arrow sign spelling out in enormous letters: 'RELENA' pointing at her. Heero helped Sam clean up the rest of the mess.
"Well, It's me time t' go." Sam said looking at her watch as soon as everything was finished.
"Let me take you home." Heero offered.
"I hate t' d'cline ye so generous o'fer, but I already have me own transport."
"Are you going to be here tomorrow?" Heero asked indicating to the now shut and locked shop.
"No, I's me day off. Gramp's takin' me huntin'." Sam answered, reluctantly for some reason Heero could not make out. He had gotten another clue that Sam couldn't be Relena. Relena never hunted. She started to leave when he grabbed her arm.
"Pr'blem?"
"Have you seen Relena Darlian around here at all, Sam?" Heero asked as he held out a picture of her. Relena panicked again she seemed to have a hard time trying to keep herself from reverting back to the old self.
"I don' know, but I do remember hareing a few rumors runnin 'bout." Sam lied. There seemed to be a little glimmer of something glowing in Heero's eyes. She thought it might be hope.
"Fare Thee Well, Mr. Yuy." Sam said as she hopped on her bike started the engine and drove off as did Heero in his car rental. New rumors started to spread about the stranger's interesting habits when going to the coffee shop and the fact that Sam looked happier since his sudden appearance in Bantry Bay. Heero would visit the coffee shop whenever Sam was working. A lot of people thought it as love but it really wasn't. Heero couldn't beat getting free coffee and tranquil surroundings for working in. His room at the in certainly wasn't as welcoming as the coffee shop. *~*~*~ Author's Note *~*~*~
Out of extreme rush, I cannot give you the title of the next chapter due to not having one made up yet, so please be patient 'cause I am still working on chapter 5. In the meantime, PLLEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZEEEEEE review, I would like to read what you though of the new chapter. ^_^
Well here is the disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, so don't sue. Also, no chairs or tables were badly harmed during the writing of this fiction, they only experienced a bit of nausea from the kamikaze attack. For those who don't know what I am taking about, you must read to find out.
So on with the new chapter
Expressed Actions and Written Words
Chapter 4: Chance Encounters..... Of a Freaky Kind.
By: Tojot
Three months had passed by since her disappearance and Heero still hadn't given up the search for her. Everyone else had given up though, thinking it was a waste of time. He pressed on doing two jobs at once, his Preventer job and the mission of finding Relena. He hoped that she was alive and well.
Heero was at home, busily typing away on his laptop. Her diary was resting next to him waiting to be opened again. Some of the things that were written in it were a little hard to handle and a little too deep and detailed that he would have to put it down for a while out of shock and surprise. She was eccentric in every way, but he didn't think she was capable of this. She would write to the very last juicy detail of dreams, nightmares and even fantasies. Some of which he would be a part of. It sent shivers up his spine.
A tear fell down Heero's cheek. He knew how terribly he missed her. She never really knew how close he was. He would see her practically every day, and she wouldn't even notice him watching her from behind a corner or across the street, before she disappeared without a trace.
*~*~*~
It had been a year and Relena had settled into a simple and normal life. She had found a job at a small coffee shop to pay for the groceries. And Old John Ire had become a surrogate grandfather to her.
"Gramp, ye hafta wake up, ur yer eggs er gonna get culd." She said as she pulled the blanket off the old man.
"Fer Heavens sake, child, let me be fer a few m'r minutes." He said as he played tug-o-war for his blanket with his surrogate grandchild.
"Fine. Have it yer way, but yer gonna have to wake ye own self up. I need to be getting t' work now. Yer eggs are the table, make sure Bess do'en't git t' 'em." Sam said as she gave up the futile attempt of waking him up. She picked up her helmet from the chair.
'Farewell, Gramps, 'll try t' be home b'fer ele'en." Relena said as she put on her angel wing painted helmet, went out the door and hopped on her bike. This was the normal routine in the mornings for her and Relena felt it more relaxing than her old life. This town was a laid back, quiet and calm. No major worries, maybe a few tiffs between neighbors, but all in all nothing big. She also was glad that she wasn't needed for any major political function, making her life comfortable. She also had the Irish brogue down to the most complicated of mannerisms; being around it twenty-four/seven had helped her learn it very quickly.
*~*~*~
It had been eighteen months since her disappearance and Heero was about to give up and shut down the site that had been set up for any leads to Relena's whereabouts. He was just about to delete it when an anonymous message was placed on the empty screen. It surprised him.
*~*~*~
It was the middle of the night, Kate had been a little bored lately and was wondering how Relena was doing in Bantry Bay. It had been a year and a half since the Sanq Princess had asked her for the address. She called Ire.
"H' Ire, I' she still thare?" Kate asked the old man.
"Kate, is that ye? I haven' hird from ye in years. What ye been up to." He said trying to wake up.
"The same old, same old and still workin' at this hotel." She said, "Bye the way, is she still thare?"
"You mean Sam, aye she's still hare." He said on the other end of the line. "Grat, Tha's all I needed to know." Kate said with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Kate, Whas ye up to?" Ire interrogated.
"Sam is goin' t' git a little present from 'er past. If she do well, she'll be fine."
"Kate ye know something I don' know, tell me what I' is?"
"I know Sam's real name."
"Ye mean Sam's not 'er real name?"
"Noe, It be Relena Darlian! Now ye must pr'mise ne'er to tell 'er that ye know about it. An' ne'er d'cline that she's yer grandot'er."
"The secrets safe wi' me." Old Ire replied with sincerity. Kate hung up after saying 'farewell' and opened the site that was created for leads to Relena's whereabouts.
*~*~*~
"She is in Bantry Bay." The small message read out, no more information was given. Heero ran to a map that was hung on his wall and looked for Bantry Bay. It turned out to be a small community situated on a bay that was on the Atlantic coast of the old Ireland Country. It really wasn't far from were he was. He immediately booked a flight to Dublin and rented a car that would take him the rest of the way, but he would have to do that in the morning, he was tired and needed sleep. With that thought, he fell over onto the bed and was out like a light.
He awoke to the sunlight shining down on his face making him quench his eyelids together. He quickly rolled over to try to get more sleep, but remembered what he had to do today. He packed some needed items got cleaned up and rushed out the door. He was a little excited, that he might get his chance to find her again.
*~*~*~
She awoke and did her regular chores before she left for work. Things went normal for the day, no changes had happened, and things were calm. It was getting later in the evening when a few people started to talk of a mysterious boy who had just checked into the local inn, Relena didn't think much of it and just ignored excited banter. The regular evening rush came in. These people would work the graveyard shifts: their work ranging from fisherman to office workers. They would come in to pick up some coffee before the shop would close. Relena saw a big, burly fisherman at the end of the line waiting to get his coffee. She thought that he was the last one in line. She had missed seeing a young man that had wandered into the shop.
"Here ye go sir, Black Coffee t' go." Relena said as she handed the fisherman a piping hot cup of coffee. He picked it up with a toothy grin.
"Thankye Sam." He replied and turned to leave. That's when she saw him. Heero. Relena couldn't believe it. How did he find her? She wanted to run but couldn't. She caught herself almost dropping the tea cup that she held in her hand. He came up to the counter.
"Coffee, Black." He said bluntly. She realized that he hadn't recognized her. She quickly told herself not to panic.
"Yer new hare." She said as she took a foam cup from the stack beside her. He didn't answer; he just stood there and stared at her. He hadn't changed one bit since the last time she saw him.
"Guess yer one o' those quiet ones." Relena told Heero trying her hardest not to revert to the regular English accent that she had once had. She poured his coffee, put a lid on it and handed it to him. "Car'ful, It be a hot lil' item." She told him as he reached for the cup.
He found the girl in the coffee shop a little strange. She just continued to talk to him even when he didn't take the effort to talk. Heero had a strange feeling about this girl since she reminded him a lot of Relena. But there were a few problems. She didn't even look like Relena. Her hair was short and black. He remembered over hearing Relena tell Hilde that the style wouldn't look good on her. Her skin tone was darker than Relena's and this girl's eyes were hazel and not the aqua blue he wanted to see. Finally, Heero got the courage to ask the girl's name.
"Sam O'Malley, an' don' ye forgit it." She said forcefully as she held out her hand for a handshake.
"Oh." Heero's suspicions were put to rest. She wasn't Relena, she couldn't be. Relena never spoke like this. Relena was never forceful.
"Pr'blem?" Sam inquired.
"I thought that you might be someone else."
"Who di' ja think I be?"
"Relena Darlian." He blurted
"Oh. Ya know she dis'peared sudd'nly." Sam said leaning on the counter with an arm propping up her head.
"How much do I owe?" Heero said changing the subject.
"Oh, the till don' open after nine, closen' time. After that the coffee's free." Sam said as she pointed to the clock.
"Oh. Is it okay if I stay in and work?" Heero said as he indicated to his laptop. Relena was a little reluctant to let Heero to stay after, but it had been a while since she had seen him.
"Okay, but only til I be done cleanin' up the wee lil' mess knon as a day's filth." She said as she emptied the industrial coffee makers.
"Agreed." He said quietly as he sat down at one of the tables and opened the cursed laptop. 'Heero and his laptop, they are hardly inseparable.' Relena thought with a chuckle as she went into the backroom and shrugged.
Heero found that he could get a lot of work done here at this time of night. The only noise was the sounds of music, quiet music, and the sound of Sam cleaning the shop. No major sounds distracting him from his work. She finished her cleaning the major things, and came out with a small pot of coffee and another cup and sat at the table he was working on.
"Mind if I join ye?" Sam said as she poured him another cup of coffee and one for herself.
"Free World." Heero replied as he busily typed. Beside his laptop was something Relena found familiar. Her Diary. How did he find it? She was just about to protest but quickly stopped when she realized what would happen if she did. She decided to handle the situation from a stranger's point of view.
"What's this?" Sam said as she picked up the book and opening the abused front cover. She definitely knew were the abuse had come from. It came from her. It practically traveled with her wherever she went. It had received a lot of damage. Well, Heero awoke from his busy stupor, saw Sam looking at Relena's diary, and practically launched himself at the pour girl to get the embarrassing item out of her hands. Well, as we all know with every action there is a reaction. He launched himself at her, knocking the table and chairs over in the process. Sam was knocked over and instead of crying or complaining she was incessantly laughing, underneath the weight of Heero Yuy on top of her. It was a rather compromising position for the both of them. Realizing how risqué a position he was in on top of Sam, he quickly grabbed the diary and got up. Sam was still laughing.
"My aren' ye an int'restin' lad. Wha is ye name?" Sam asked still lying there looking up at him. Relena has found the little attack a little exciting. It wasn't everyday that Heero would launch himself at you.
"Heero Yuy." He said quickly.
"Well. Mr. Yuy Don' be doin' that anymore. If ye know wha's good fer ye." Sam said as she glared at him. Relena Purposely said 'Mr. Yuy' to throw Heero off even more of suspecting that she wasn't who she said she was. If she said 'Heero', she might as well be having an arrow sign spelling out in enormous letters: 'RELENA' pointing at her. Heero helped Sam clean up the rest of the mess.
"Well, It's me time t' go." Sam said looking at her watch as soon as everything was finished.
"Let me take you home." Heero offered.
"I hate t' d'cline ye so generous o'fer, but I already have me own transport."
"Are you going to be here tomorrow?" Heero asked indicating to the now shut and locked shop.
"No, I's me day off. Gramp's takin' me huntin'." Sam answered, reluctantly for some reason Heero could not make out. He had gotten another clue that Sam couldn't be Relena. Relena never hunted. She started to leave when he grabbed her arm.
"Pr'blem?"
"Have you seen Relena Darlian around here at all, Sam?" Heero asked as he held out a picture of her. Relena panicked again she seemed to have a hard time trying to keep herself from reverting back to the old self.
"I don' know, but I do remember hareing a few rumors runnin 'bout." Sam lied. There seemed to be a little glimmer of something glowing in Heero's eyes. She thought it might be hope.
"Fare Thee Well, Mr. Yuy." Sam said as she hopped on her bike started the engine and drove off as did Heero in his car rental. New rumors started to spread about the stranger's interesting habits when going to the coffee shop and the fact that Sam looked happier since his sudden appearance in Bantry Bay. Heero would visit the coffee shop whenever Sam was working. A lot of people thought it as love but it really wasn't. Heero couldn't beat getting free coffee and tranquil surroundings for working in. His room at the in certainly wasn't as welcoming as the coffee shop. *~*~*~ Author's Note *~*~*~
Out of extreme rush, I cannot give you the title of the next chapter due to not having one made up yet, so please be patient 'cause I am still working on chapter 5. In the meantime, PLLEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZEEEEEE review, I would like to read what you though of the new chapter. ^_^