Well here it is, the fifth chapter, It may get a little angsty but bare
with me cause it won't last very long.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. How many times must I say this to get you damned lawyers off my back, and anyway I am broke, so if ye do try t' sue me ye won' get a cent.
I lost my brain during the making of this fanfiction, not to mention the damage to my hair as well. I kept missing a few parts here and there. But fortunately my brain returned to finish the chapter correctly and place in the missed parts.
Expressed Actions and Written Words
Chapter 5: ....... And What's This?
By: Tojot
*~*~*~
Heero had become a common person and was no longer being talked about. He had been searching the area for any lose ends that he could pick up for two months now. He had found a clue here and a clue there but not enough to find her. All he really knew was that she was there. He didn't know where exactly. He came into the coffee shop always after the crowd and working until Sam left at eleven. A few citizens of Bantry Bay decided to quell their curiosity about the young man and Sam.
"There be no romancin' of any kind b'tween us, e's lookin' fer someone else." Sam told the inquisitors.
"An' who it be?" An old man asked.
"E be workin' fer the vis-farin-min'ster emself t' find Relena Darlin." Sam said to the small group. With that they left mostly alone.
*~*~*~
"What do you know about Sam?" Heero asked the red/gray haired barber around the corner from the coffee shop,
"I don' tell ye anythin' till ye let me shave off tha' awful beard ye're growin'. An' I'll warn ye I won' do fer free either." The barber pointed to his chair. 'I have nothing else to lose, might as well.' Heero thought as he sat down in the chair. The barber came leaned Heero's head back and covered his face with shaving foam. He then picked up the well-polished, old fashioned shaving blade and began to shave off the two-week thick stubble that had grown on Heero's chin. "So?" Heero said shortly through the shaving foam, "Weren't you going to tell me about Sam.
"Ah Sam." He said with a sigh, "She be a gentile soul with a great love fer human life. Since she came, this town has ne'er been the same, in fact it be better than it been. By the way, rumor goin' 'bout that there be a interest b'tween the two o' ya." The barber said.
"Believe me, there's none!" Heero exclaimed.
"Well, ye don' have t' shout lad." The barber said, "Well that Sam came 'bout two yers or so ago, an' she be livin' with ol' man Ire a wee few minutes nor' o' town, She bein' 'is gran'dot'er an' all I wouln' be surprised." (Atn: the barber's memory is not all there, Sam has only been there for 20 months, which is 4 months shy of two years. He also forgot that Sam started out without the Irish accent.)
"She is his granddaughter?"
"Aye, Laddie, now quit movin' 'round so much, 'r I'll cut ye."
"Sorry." Heero apologized as he laid his head back again.
*~*~*~
"Heero were going need your help." Une told him over the vid phone. "The threat has tripled since you left and we a going to need all of you Gundam pilots."
"Okay, I'll be over there soon." Heero said as he started to pack his things.
"By the way what was the occasion?" Une asked.
"What do you mean?" Heero asked back.
"You look so clean cut." Une stated.
"The barber insisted of ridding me of the annoying whiskers three days ago and I am still smooth from it. Why do you ask?" Heero asked
"I know of a few men that could use a good shave like that, they have been looking a little grizzly for weeks now."
"Why did I even bother asking?" Heero sighed slowly shaking his head. "They're your partners, mind you. Duo practically has a full beard and he is driving his wife crazy with it. Do you know what is like to have Hilde call you up at two in the morning trying to find out if having a beard was against uniform protocols?"
"I can probably imagine." Heero said, "I need to go now or I'll be a little late getting back there."
"Okay, Bye." Une terminated the transmission. It really never took him very long to pack since he didn't have much. He booked his flight from Dublin to Brussels. The small studio apartment had been the best place to stay during his search now it was no use to him. He turned around and left it. He stuffed his belongings into the seat beside him. Some thing told him that he should tell Sam that he had to temporarily stop the search, for some weird reason she had been so upbeat about helping him find her.
It was raining hard and it felt strange to walk into the coffee shop at that time, but Heero needed to tell Sam the news.
"Sam. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Heero asked the girl on the other side of the counter. He was soaked and Sam tried her hardest to find something to dry him off with but had come up with nothing.
"Aye." Was the simple answer that was given.
"Sam, I have been called away to my other job, it seems that things are getting worse in my absence, so I have no choice." Heero told the girl.
"So what o' Miss Darlin?" Sam asked.
"This is a problem of a war breaking out, Sam, the search for Relena will have to wait." Heero told her.
"So ye be returnin'?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I'll return." Heero answered.
"Well, Fare Thee Well An' God be with thee on yer journey." Relena said in Kate's fashion. He left soon after that. Relena was a little upset. She had become used to his frequent visits to the shop. Those that were in the shop saw how upset Sam had become.
"Sam, If ye want t' go home ye are welcome to, I'll close up shop." Sam's manager Edelle said.
"Thank ye Edelle, I might have t'." Sam said as she removed her apron.
"So yare in love wi' 'im." Edelle whispered to Sam.
"Aye that I am, bu' don' ye dare tell a livin' soul." Sam whispered back.
"An' what would ye do I' do tell, hmm?" Edelle questioned mischievously.
"I'll tell th' boss what ye an' yer boyfriend 'ave been up t' while ye should be workin'." Sam countered.
"Ye woul'n't would ye?" Edelle asked realizing her mistake on telling Sam anything.
"Try Me!" Sam said loudly. "Now will ye pr'mise ne'er t' tell a livin' soul?"
"Pr'mise!"
"Good, I'll be goin' now." Sam said as she placed on her helmet and leather jacket and went out the door and into the pouring rain. Now it was the talk of the town when Sam started up her motorcycle engine in the middle of that rainy day, No one was expecting it, but everyone heard it. It was Ol' John Ire who got a big surprise when she came home that day, soaked and discouraged.
"Sam, Ye home at this time?" He asked as he took her jacket and helmet and handed her a towel.
"Aye." Sam answered taking the towel gratefully.
"Are ye sick?" Ire asked concerned.
"Ye coul' say so." She answered vaguely.
"Sam, thare's somethin' yer not tellin' me. An' I'm pretty sure it be somethin' t' do with that young man." Ire blurted out. Relena didn't really want to talk about it.
"It does." She quickly answered as to hurry up the process so she wouldn't have to talk more than necessary. Relena knew that the subject couldn't be avoided.
"What?"
"He does have something to do with all this mess." She said in proper English Trying her hardest not to speak in the Irish accent. Ire waited patiently so Sam could gather her thoughts.
"I have been in love with that young man for almost five years now, his name is Heero Yuy and he is The Wing Zero Gundam pilot. What is even worse is my name isn't Samantha O' Malley, it's Relena Darlain."
"Well, I was wonderin' when ye'd tell me. Now me have another question fer ye?" Ire said as he stood up. Relena just stared at him.
"Why'd ye do it?" Ire said in a low voice.
"I couldn't handle it anymore." Relena told him calmly.
"Maybe such a position is a little heavy to be puttin' on the shoulder's of a young lass such as yeself." Ire said as he stared out the window. "Do ye still want t' be called 'Sam' dear child."
"Ye mean ye won' tell." Relena reverted back to Sam.
"No me child," Ire said calmly with a smile as he turned to face her, "It's just not me business. Many be sent here by Kate, lookin' t' find a better home. I take them in, but ne'er are they open with me 'bout their secrets. But ye are differn't, an' I thank ye fer that. I shall ne'er tell a sole who ye really are Miss O'Malley. I told meself I woul'n't since me started lettin' childen stay hare." Ire told Relena quietly.
"Thankye."
"Now that be cleared up, are ye hungry?" Ire asked as he headed for the kitchen. Relena felt numb, as if all feeling had left. She didn't know if she should be happy or sad, and lunch didn't seem to help clear up her mind. She did have one problem that she did know about, she absolutely couldn't forget about Heero. She decided to take a nap, since they would usually help to clear her head. She climbed the stairs to her small little room and slipped inside. She flopped onto the bed and yawned and fell asleep five minutes later. She awoke a few hours later with her left hand flopped on the wood floor, her fingertips touching something that was placed under the bed for safekeeping a year and a half before. She picked it up and blew off the layer of dust that had accumulated on the object. It was the still unopened gift that Heero had sent to her for her birthday before she left. The brown paper that the gift was wrapped in was torn slightly, but the tear still didn't give away what was inside. Curiosity was starting to get the better of her when it came to the gift. 'What better time than now to open it' she thought and placed her finger within the flap and pulled. The old tape that held it on broke easily at the slightest tug. She quickly removed the paper to reveal the object. But before she could do anything else, an envelope that was included with the gift fell to the floor. Relena bent down to pick it up as she placed the unwrapped object on the bed. She tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter and a small shiny object fell from the envelope. She looked down to see what it was. A key. She picked it up and read the letter:
*~*~*~
Dear Relena,
I am sorry that I couldn't deliver this myself. At this time the Preventers' needed my help with a bomb threat, and I hope you can forgive me for that and the fact that we haven't seen each other, face to face, in two years. I hope that you are doing well.
Relena, it was my decision to give you this gift and I want you to read it. I have supplied the key to it. The only reason why it is locked in the first place was because I don't trust Duo enough to not read it. I hope you can enjoy it.
Heero
*~*~*~
Relena refolded the letter and placed it back in its envelope and placed it on the bed beside her. She picked up Heero's gift and looked at it. The thing had been though lots of abuse. But what got Relena's attention was that Heero had given her his own diary! She was a bit reluctant to open it because he was still a mystery to her and she didn't want to spoil the mystery. She had always loved mysteries. But She realized Heero really wanted her to read it, since he had made it obvious in the letter. She placed the key inside the lock. The latch loosened after she turned the key. She opened the front cover and flipped to the first entry.
*~*~*~
12/25/195 Doctor J gave me this thing a year ago to write in, so I might as well. I started out an orphan of war, all I remember was crying in my dead mother's arms. Her beautiful face was so cold and pale, and her long, dark brown hair was messy. I don't even remember my father. A man named Odin Lowe plucked me out of my mother's arms. He raised and taught me how to survive on my own. But most of all he taught me to act on what my heart tells me and I could never go wrong. That last time I saw him was when we were on the newly started colony of X-18999. He had some important business to attend to and afterward he would leave me there to take care of myself. There was a battle going on in the midst of all this. It was a rebel attack and they weren't doing very well against the foundation's mobile suits. I joined in and succeed in bringing down one mobile suit with a missile launcher. I soon found Odin Lowe. He had been shot. Though to this day I still don't know who did it. He soon died from his wounds. He had a detonator in his hand. I finished his job and pressed the button for him. Since then, I took care of myself. It was a year later, when I was heading nowhere in particular when I met Doctor J. He asked me if I wanted to pilot a Gundam. I took his offer.
*~*~*~
Relena continued to read on until she fell asleep. She couldn't believe what Heero had been though, but she was glad she knew.
It was the middle of the night and Ire had gotten up to get his sleep aid medication since he wasn't sleeping very well. He noticed Sam's light on and peeked in on her. She was asleep and she had a book in her hands. He quietly entered and crossed the room to the bed; he picked up the book and placed it on the bedside table. Ire quickly covered her with the thick blanket that was on the end of the bed and then moved toward the door were he gently shut off the light.
"Goo' nite, Sleep Tigh'." He said as he shut the door behind him.
*~*~*~ Author's Note*~*~*~
Well, there it is. The next chapter MIGHT be called "In Sickness and In. What! A Preventer!" but I still don't know yet I am still trying to write it. In the meantime, PLLLLLEEEEEEEEZZZZZEEE review. I would like to know what you thought about this chapter. If it was dumb or good. I would just like to know.
To Wings of Porcelain,
Let me explain chapter four's disclaimer 'cause it was kinda vague. The table and chairs where knocked over by Heero when he attacked Sam to get Relena's diary back. I was just being a little silly and was hoping to get a laugh out of someone. Sorry if you didn't get the cheesy joke.
~Tojot~
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. How many times must I say this to get you damned lawyers off my back, and anyway I am broke, so if ye do try t' sue me ye won' get a cent.
I lost my brain during the making of this fanfiction, not to mention the damage to my hair as well. I kept missing a few parts here and there. But fortunately my brain returned to finish the chapter correctly and place in the missed parts.
Expressed Actions and Written Words
Chapter 5: ....... And What's This?
By: Tojot
*~*~*~
Heero had become a common person and was no longer being talked about. He had been searching the area for any lose ends that he could pick up for two months now. He had found a clue here and a clue there but not enough to find her. All he really knew was that she was there. He didn't know where exactly. He came into the coffee shop always after the crowd and working until Sam left at eleven. A few citizens of Bantry Bay decided to quell their curiosity about the young man and Sam.
"There be no romancin' of any kind b'tween us, e's lookin' fer someone else." Sam told the inquisitors.
"An' who it be?" An old man asked.
"E be workin' fer the vis-farin-min'ster emself t' find Relena Darlin." Sam said to the small group. With that they left mostly alone.
*~*~*~
"What do you know about Sam?" Heero asked the red/gray haired barber around the corner from the coffee shop,
"I don' tell ye anythin' till ye let me shave off tha' awful beard ye're growin'. An' I'll warn ye I won' do fer free either." The barber pointed to his chair. 'I have nothing else to lose, might as well.' Heero thought as he sat down in the chair. The barber came leaned Heero's head back and covered his face with shaving foam. He then picked up the well-polished, old fashioned shaving blade and began to shave off the two-week thick stubble that had grown on Heero's chin. "So?" Heero said shortly through the shaving foam, "Weren't you going to tell me about Sam.
"Ah Sam." He said with a sigh, "She be a gentile soul with a great love fer human life. Since she came, this town has ne'er been the same, in fact it be better than it been. By the way, rumor goin' 'bout that there be a interest b'tween the two o' ya." The barber said.
"Believe me, there's none!" Heero exclaimed.
"Well, ye don' have t' shout lad." The barber said, "Well that Sam came 'bout two yers or so ago, an' she be livin' with ol' man Ire a wee few minutes nor' o' town, She bein' 'is gran'dot'er an' all I wouln' be surprised." (Atn: the barber's memory is not all there, Sam has only been there for 20 months, which is 4 months shy of two years. He also forgot that Sam started out without the Irish accent.)
"She is his granddaughter?"
"Aye, Laddie, now quit movin' 'round so much, 'r I'll cut ye."
"Sorry." Heero apologized as he laid his head back again.
*~*~*~
"Heero were going need your help." Une told him over the vid phone. "The threat has tripled since you left and we a going to need all of you Gundam pilots."
"Okay, I'll be over there soon." Heero said as he started to pack his things.
"By the way what was the occasion?" Une asked.
"What do you mean?" Heero asked back.
"You look so clean cut." Une stated.
"The barber insisted of ridding me of the annoying whiskers three days ago and I am still smooth from it. Why do you ask?" Heero asked
"I know of a few men that could use a good shave like that, they have been looking a little grizzly for weeks now."
"Why did I even bother asking?" Heero sighed slowly shaking his head. "They're your partners, mind you. Duo practically has a full beard and he is driving his wife crazy with it. Do you know what is like to have Hilde call you up at two in the morning trying to find out if having a beard was against uniform protocols?"
"I can probably imagine." Heero said, "I need to go now or I'll be a little late getting back there."
"Okay, Bye." Une terminated the transmission. It really never took him very long to pack since he didn't have much. He booked his flight from Dublin to Brussels. The small studio apartment had been the best place to stay during his search now it was no use to him. He turned around and left it. He stuffed his belongings into the seat beside him. Some thing told him that he should tell Sam that he had to temporarily stop the search, for some weird reason she had been so upbeat about helping him find her.
It was raining hard and it felt strange to walk into the coffee shop at that time, but Heero needed to tell Sam the news.
"Sam. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Heero asked the girl on the other side of the counter. He was soaked and Sam tried her hardest to find something to dry him off with but had come up with nothing.
"Aye." Was the simple answer that was given.
"Sam, I have been called away to my other job, it seems that things are getting worse in my absence, so I have no choice." Heero told the girl.
"So what o' Miss Darlin?" Sam asked.
"This is a problem of a war breaking out, Sam, the search for Relena will have to wait." Heero told her.
"So ye be returnin'?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I'll return." Heero answered.
"Well, Fare Thee Well An' God be with thee on yer journey." Relena said in Kate's fashion. He left soon after that. Relena was a little upset. She had become used to his frequent visits to the shop. Those that were in the shop saw how upset Sam had become.
"Sam, If ye want t' go home ye are welcome to, I'll close up shop." Sam's manager Edelle said.
"Thank ye Edelle, I might have t'." Sam said as she removed her apron.
"So yare in love wi' 'im." Edelle whispered to Sam.
"Aye that I am, bu' don' ye dare tell a livin' soul." Sam whispered back.
"An' what would ye do I' do tell, hmm?" Edelle questioned mischievously.
"I'll tell th' boss what ye an' yer boyfriend 'ave been up t' while ye should be workin'." Sam countered.
"Ye woul'n't would ye?" Edelle asked realizing her mistake on telling Sam anything.
"Try Me!" Sam said loudly. "Now will ye pr'mise ne'er t' tell a livin' soul?"
"Pr'mise!"
"Good, I'll be goin' now." Sam said as she placed on her helmet and leather jacket and went out the door and into the pouring rain. Now it was the talk of the town when Sam started up her motorcycle engine in the middle of that rainy day, No one was expecting it, but everyone heard it. It was Ol' John Ire who got a big surprise when she came home that day, soaked and discouraged.
"Sam, Ye home at this time?" He asked as he took her jacket and helmet and handed her a towel.
"Aye." Sam answered taking the towel gratefully.
"Are ye sick?" Ire asked concerned.
"Ye coul' say so." She answered vaguely.
"Sam, thare's somethin' yer not tellin' me. An' I'm pretty sure it be somethin' t' do with that young man." Ire blurted out. Relena didn't really want to talk about it.
"It does." She quickly answered as to hurry up the process so she wouldn't have to talk more than necessary. Relena knew that the subject couldn't be avoided.
"What?"
"He does have something to do with all this mess." She said in proper English Trying her hardest not to speak in the Irish accent. Ire waited patiently so Sam could gather her thoughts.
"I have been in love with that young man for almost five years now, his name is Heero Yuy and he is The Wing Zero Gundam pilot. What is even worse is my name isn't Samantha O' Malley, it's Relena Darlain."
"Well, I was wonderin' when ye'd tell me. Now me have another question fer ye?" Ire said as he stood up. Relena just stared at him.
"Why'd ye do it?" Ire said in a low voice.
"I couldn't handle it anymore." Relena told him calmly.
"Maybe such a position is a little heavy to be puttin' on the shoulder's of a young lass such as yeself." Ire said as he stared out the window. "Do ye still want t' be called 'Sam' dear child."
"Ye mean ye won' tell." Relena reverted back to Sam.
"No me child," Ire said calmly with a smile as he turned to face her, "It's just not me business. Many be sent here by Kate, lookin' t' find a better home. I take them in, but ne'er are they open with me 'bout their secrets. But ye are differn't, an' I thank ye fer that. I shall ne'er tell a sole who ye really are Miss O'Malley. I told meself I woul'n't since me started lettin' childen stay hare." Ire told Relena quietly.
"Thankye."
"Now that be cleared up, are ye hungry?" Ire asked as he headed for the kitchen. Relena felt numb, as if all feeling had left. She didn't know if she should be happy or sad, and lunch didn't seem to help clear up her mind. She did have one problem that she did know about, she absolutely couldn't forget about Heero. She decided to take a nap, since they would usually help to clear her head. She climbed the stairs to her small little room and slipped inside. She flopped onto the bed and yawned and fell asleep five minutes later. She awoke a few hours later with her left hand flopped on the wood floor, her fingertips touching something that was placed under the bed for safekeeping a year and a half before. She picked it up and blew off the layer of dust that had accumulated on the object. It was the still unopened gift that Heero had sent to her for her birthday before she left. The brown paper that the gift was wrapped in was torn slightly, but the tear still didn't give away what was inside. Curiosity was starting to get the better of her when it came to the gift. 'What better time than now to open it' she thought and placed her finger within the flap and pulled. The old tape that held it on broke easily at the slightest tug. She quickly removed the paper to reveal the object. But before she could do anything else, an envelope that was included with the gift fell to the floor. Relena bent down to pick it up as she placed the unwrapped object on the bed. She tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter and a small shiny object fell from the envelope. She looked down to see what it was. A key. She picked it up and read the letter:
*~*~*~
Dear Relena,
I am sorry that I couldn't deliver this myself. At this time the Preventers' needed my help with a bomb threat, and I hope you can forgive me for that and the fact that we haven't seen each other, face to face, in two years. I hope that you are doing well.
Relena, it was my decision to give you this gift and I want you to read it. I have supplied the key to it. The only reason why it is locked in the first place was because I don't trust Duo enough to not read it. I hope you can enjoy it.
Heero
*~*~*~
Relena refolded the letter and placed it back in its envelope and placed it on the bed beside her. She picked up Heero's gift and looked at it. The thing had been though lots of abuse. But what got Relena's attention was that Heero had given her his own diary! She was a bit reluctant to open it because he was still a mystery to her and she didn't want to spoil the mystery. She had always loved mysteries. But She realized Heero really wanted her to read it, since he had made it obvious in the letter. She placed the key inside the lock. The latch loosened after she turned the key. She opened the front cover and flipped to the first entry.
*~*~*~
12/25/195 Doctor J gave me this thing a year ago to write in, so I might as well. I started out an orphan of war, all I remember was crying in my dead mother's arms. Her beautiful face was so cold and pale, and her long, dark brown hair was messy. I don't even remember my father. A man named Odin Lowe plucked me out of my mother's arms. He raised and taught me how to survive on my own. But most of all he taught me to act on what my heart tells me and I could never go wrong. That last time I saw him was when we were on the newly started colony of X-18999. He had some important business to attend to and afterward he would leave me there to take care of myself. There was a battle going on in the midst of all this. It was a rebel attack and they weren't doing very well against the foundation's mobile suits. I joined in and succeed in bringing down one mobile suit with a missile launcher. I soon found Odin Lowe. He had been shot. Though to this day I still don't know who did it. He soon died from his wounds. He had a detonator in his hand. I finished his job and pressed the button for him. Since then, I took care of myself. It was a year later, when I was heading nowhere in particular when I met Doctor J. He asked me if I wanted to pilot a Gundam. I took his offer.
*~*~*~
Relena continued to read on until she fell asleep. She couldn't believe what Heero had been though, but she was glad she knew.
It was the middle of the night and Ire had gotten up to get his sleep aid medication since he wasn't sleeping very well. He noticed Sam's light on and peeked in on her. She was asleep and she had a book in her hands. He quietly entered and crossed the room to the bed; he picked up the book and placed it on the bedside table. Ire quickly covered her with the thick blanket that was on the end of the bed and then moved toward the door were he gently shut off the light.
"Goo' nite, Sleep Tigh'." He said as he shut the door behind him.
*~*~*~ Author's Note*~*~*~
Well, there it is. The next chapter MIGHT be called "In Sickness and In. What! A Preventer!" but I still don't know yet I am still trying to write it. In the meantime, PLLLLLEEEEEEEEZZZZZEEE review. I would like to know what you thought about this chapter. If it was dumb or good. I would just like to know.
To Wings of Porcelain,
Let me explain chapter four's disclaimer 'cause it was kinda vague. The table and chairs where knocked over by Heero when he attacked Sam to get Relena's diary back. I was just being a little silly and was hoping to get a laugh out of someone. Sorry if you didn't get the cheesy joke.
~Tojot~