Where I Can Say

Author's Notes: Sorry for the delay in this chapter. I'm not sure where I'm going with this story anymore. I'm not sure if I want a happy ending or not. I'm really not sure yet considering I really don't know where I'm going with this story anymore. Also, I'm looking for a BETA reader which can potentially be a partner for a story. Anyone?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Heero's POV:

I drummed my fingers against the oak desk as I spoke on the phone. Yet even while doing my job, my mind kept wandering back to my wife. I wondered what she was doing at the moment.

Hanging up, I sighed and leaned against my chair and stared up at the ceiling. That's what I did when I needed to think, I stared at the ceiling. I drummed my fingers against my armrest and an image of Relena and I sitting at some fancy restaurant, laughing and talking, sipping wine, came into my mind.

I couldn't help but wonder if she and I would ever have a happy marriage. We didn't know each other at all. And the more I kept seeing that image of us at a restaurant, the more I wanted to make it happen.

Suddenly filled with energy, I sat straight in my chair and picked up my phone.

"This is Heero Yuy, and I would like to make a reservation for two please."

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Relena's POV:

God, it hurt so bad. I suppressed the urge to cry out as searing hot pain shot up and down my body. I curled tighter into a ball on the bed; I tangled sheets tighter around my hot body, hoping to cool down. My fingers pressed tighter down onto my stomach as hot pain like acid seemed to explode within.

What the hell is wrong with me?

That was my last thought before I fell into sweet darkness where no pain could possibly reach me.

Someone was shaking me and I could feel their cold hands wrapping around my arms. It was nice to have those cold hands wrap around me, it cooled down my hot body. I opened my eyes slowly and blinked at the face that stared down on me.

"Heero?"

He sighed and he seemed to be relieved. We were on our bed; he was kneeling on the mattress, sort of half on and half off the bed. "Are you okay?" He asked me. Suddenly I felt numb but in a good way. I waited a moment for that strange pain to come back and attack me, take me away from him but it never came and I was happy. I smiled at him and nodded.

Heero pressed his cheek into my hair and I sighed and closed my eyes, muscles in my body seemed to relax and melt whenever I was around him. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It was only six-thirty.

"I have a surprise for you." He said suddenly. Looking up I waited for him to continue. "Go get dressed." That was the only answer he gave me and once he left I pondered on what to wear. Peeking in my closet which I had just finished setting up, I pulled out a red dress.

The dress was short, simple, but beautiful. It had a small triangle cut out at the top, near the heads of the dragons. Two golden dragons meeting mouth to mouth, grazing each other's teeth, at the very top. Spaghetti straps tying the whole thing together and the hem of the dress reached mid-thigh. Slipping into it quickly and pulling my hair up quickly, I dabbed on some make-up and pulled on some heels. Checking myself over one last time, I went to meet Heero downstairs.

The way he stared at me made me feel so special, the way his eyes held onto me as if I was the only thing in the room that was remotely interesting. It made something warm and fuzzy bubble inside of me and if I had ever been cold at the moment, I'd surely be warm with the Heero stared at me. I descended down the stairs with ease and I hooked arms with him.

We got into a car and Heero drove off into the night. I stared out the window as the city passed by us, lights dazzling the sky, a light that almost rivaled the stars. He turned left onto a street that's lights seemed to reach the sky. All the buildings were tall, it was if I was in a small part of Las Vegas. We stopped at a building where a man opened the door for me and took away our car. I stared in awe at the lobby where a waterfall resided. A grand staircase greeted me as Heero walked me towards it. I couldn't help but stare everywhere, trying to memorize the room. The floor was blue marble and the ceiling golden marble with countless chandeliers, everything seem completely majestic.

We were led into one of the main rooms were many people were dining. I stared at Heero with an eyebrow raised. "What's this?" I asked him with a wide grin. He gave me a smirk and the next thing I knew, he was behind me, pulling my chair out and gesturing for me to sit. The large window next to me stared down to the streets where people happily walked around at night.

I couldn't sit, I had to walk towards the window and look out. In the background I could hear Heero laughing. He came beside me at the window and with hands in his pockets, he watched the scenery with me. With both hands resting against the glass, I turned my head and offered him a smile. I found that he was already staring at me, he gave me a smirk before he brought an arm around my waist and pulled me towards him.

After some moments later, we both sat down across each other at the table and ordered. We had easy conversation and a lot of laughs, I couldn't help but wonder if these type of moments would come often. We've been through a lot since we were married… and I couldn't help but wonder if we'd ever fall in love with each other and actually live a happy life.

Thinking that, I suddenly frowned. And I had a quick flashback. My dreams, my father, Heero and Sylvia, Trowa, my band, my freedom, and independence. Some of the things I've always wanted were lost in this relationship and I wondered…if I could ever have both. I wanted to fall in love with the man sitting next to me and retain my own life at the same time.

"What's wrong?" His voice brought me back to reality and his warm and big hand rested gently against my own. Pulling on a quick smile, I told him nothing was wrong. I didn't want anything to ruin this night.

Our meal came and we talked quietly in the midst of other couples. Music pulled itself into the air suddenly and I watched other couples dance. I looked at Heero and asked, "Do you want to dance?"

He chuckled than. "Isn't the gentleman suppose to ask the lady that?"

I grinned and shrugged. "You might not be a gentleman. And we're in the 21st century here; a lady can ask a guy to dance, can't she?"

He smiled and took my hand. We both walked onto the dance floor and started swaying to the soft music. It felt comfortable to be in the circle of his arms and it felt just as right to have my arms around his neck.

We danced twice and suddenly something clutched onto me. "Relena?" I vaguely heard my name called out. Something clenched within me, something that boiled pain within my body.

I whispered my husband's name and suddenly I felt so cold. I collapsed to the ground and something held onto me, I'm not sure what. I remember being shaken and I struggled to cling onto consciousness.

Next thing I knew, I was on something that seemed like a stretcher and I could see Heero's face through blurred eyes. "Heero…" I reached towards him and our fingers brushed.

He seemed to be saying something that I could not hear. As I felt more pain boil inside of me, I wanted to slip into darkness where I could not feel this pain. Something dry pressed against my face and I suddenly realized I was bleeding.

"Hang on, Relena." That's the only thing I kept hearing from his voice.

I couldn't help but wonder why I was suddenly bleeding. Had I been shot? The last thing I felt was Heero's fingers lacing mines and clenching them in his hands. I woke up on and off in the ambulance and searched for only Heero.

While being pulled through the long halls of the hospital, I saw his face. I tried to reach for his hands and suddenly he seemed to disappear.

It hurt so bad.

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