Where I Can Say
Author's Notes: My bad for the HUGE delay. But I'm going to start trying to update my stories, promise. Anyways notice that I've been changing my pen name a lot? OH and from now on, it's going to be a 3rd person point of view. I've always been better at writing stories that way then from the first person.
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
The darkness cradled her and she relished in the sweet bliss. In that darkness she could feel nothing, hear nothing, and do nothing but dream. But her dreams were far from reality.
She dreamt of dark midnight blue eyes staring at her beneath a starry night. Strong arms that had nothing but a gentle touch as they wrapped around her. All she could feel was the butterflies fluttering in her stomach and the tingly feeling shocking her up and down her body. The large blanket of warmth around her surged nothing but happiness as she smiled up at the man.
"Heero…," she said.
"The poison from her incident has taken affect. We have given her antibiotics to wash it out of her system. She'll come out of it soon and be better in no time, Mr. Yuy." The man in the white lab jacket told him with a smile.
He smiled back and gave a sigh of relief. "Thank you." Heero said. After the doctor left, Heero opened the door to the room where Relena was currently resting. He decided to glue himself in the plastic chair beside her and held her hand. He watched her sleeping form warily.
Suddenly as he kept blinking, everything became fuzzy. He was so tired. He sighed and laid his head beside her hand. He was just going to rest his eyes for just a minute….
It was well after a minute and the sun started to rise. The nurses came in and out to check on the patient but never dared to bother the man sitting on the chair. And Relena awoke quietly.
She sighed, feeling drained of energy, all she wanted to do was sleep. That's when she noticed a mop of chocolate locks near her hand. Smiling at her husband's sleeping form, she stayed awake. Relena's hand reached out to touch the locks to find them surprisingly soft and silky. She stroked his hair with a smile as the sun clung to her.
He awoke not a moment more. "Relena?" He asked groggily. Relena laughed and pulled her fingers out of his hair.
"Good morning." She said hoarsely with a soft smile.
"They said it was the poison. The doctors said that you can leave tomorrow night and that you'll be okay." Heero told her as he reached for her hand and entwined their fingers together.
Relena stared at their enjoined hands. His skin was much darker in comparison to hers. They were large with long fingers, a white gold band glinted in the harsh lights at her. Her hand was small and pale, long flexible fingers. The diamond engagement ring and the wedding band against the silk of her skin seemed beautiful. She had never noticed that sight.
Her eyes traveled up Heero's arm where she could tell that strong muscles laid to his face. He was handsome and suddenly, Relena could tell why every girl wanted him. His eyes were a storm itself and his messy hair allured any woman.
'But this man…has taken everything away from you', her mind said. She's lost her band, her house, her life, for this one man.
Surely a man could not be worth all those things?
And yet, as Relena laid there in a stark white hospital room bed with her hand intertwined with her husband's, she found it that she could no longer hate this man.
His tired eyes with their dark bags under them showed pain and sorrow. Relena knew he was sorry for all the things he's done to her. And she found herself able to forgive him. But Relena found herself wondering if she would ever be able to tell him that.
And Relena Peacecraft-Yuy could not understand exactly why she could no longer hate her husband who has stripped her of her happy life.
Exactly…what has happened?
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Relena returned home with Heero the next day. They barely said a word to each other and in truth, what could they say? Relena stayed trapped in her own world within her head, trying to untangle the strings of her thoughts. Heero, on the other hand, coped with how badly their marriage has turned out.
Maybe it was better to get a divorce, Heero thought. He was suffering and he knew that Relena was suffering as well. Without this marriage, they'd both be happy.
A few days later Heero was in his study, typing away furiously on his computer on a report. He was drowning himself in work, trying to stray his mind away from Relena and the marriage…and the lack of love. Heero found himself drowning himself in work more often since the marriage every time he was unhappy.
He had stopped typing momentarily when Relena knocked on the door. She was clad in shorts and a simple white tank top, her hair was up in a pony tail and she stood at the doorframe waiting for his invitation.
Relena walked in and sat down never letting her eyes off Heero. "Will you come sit with me, Heero?" She asked. Heero pulled away from his desk and took slow strides towards her. He sat down beside her on the couch and they both stared at each other for a long time in silence.
Her head was spinning with thoughts. The past few days, she has noticed that she never gave this marriage a fair chance. Since her incident, she has found that she was losing herself. So lost in her depression that her identity had been stripped away. Relena wanted herself back. And old Relena wouldn't want to give up on this marriage. She knew that in a sense, she had been wrong.
Relena's small hand darted out and softly touched Heero's. Heero had instantly turned his hand over and laced their fingers together. He sat in silence and watched as emotions flickered through his wife's eyes. He wondered what she was thinking.
"When we first got married, I hated you. I didn't give you a chance at all to really prove to me that you weren't a player like all those magazines said. I was just…unhappy that you took so many things away from me. After…that night I started to hate myself. I felt that I hadn't been good enough for you. I was still upset that you tore my life apart and left me with nothing. But now…I know what to do."
Heero's heart lurched. He felt like he was suffocating, he could feel something bad coming along. He had a bad taste in his mouth and without knowing it, he had tightened his hold on Relena's hand.
Relena took a deep breath, trying to sort her thoughts out. "I would like it…if we gave this marriage a shot. A real shot. Let's forget all the things that have happened so far and start all new. I want us to try to…get into a comfortable place with each other. I don't know…maybe we can become close friends or even a couple. Lately I realized that I don't hate you anymore. And I hope that maybe eventually…I could love you."
She hadn't been looking at him as she said these things. At that moment, Relena decided to look up at him.
A small smile stretched across Heero's face and he gently pulled her to him. His arms wrapped around her form. Relena felt warm…and safe. She closed her eyes and buried her face into his shoulder, breathing in his scent. Yes, she would try to love him. And maybe…just maybe he could love her back someday too.
"I would also like it…if maybe I didn't stay at home all the time." She told him and Heero laughed. He nodded and buried his face into her hair where she smelled of roses and jasmines.
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Relena stood nervously in front of the mirror with a dress in hand. It was the only dress she owned. Relena bit her lip again and turned around. She hadn't worn it in years, three to be exact. She bought the dress to attend a function and she had found that if she had at least one black dress, she'd be set for life.
Now Relena wasn't so sure. Relena would be going on her very first date with her husband. Strange, Relena thought, that she was dating someone after she's married them. Relena let out a nervous laugh and turned around. She then realized that wearing such an elegant dress would be a little too much for the movies. Sighing, she moved back into the closet.
She finally decided on a pair of jeans and her favorite black off shoulder shirt. The pair of jeans hung low off her hips and clung tightly to her slim thighs. The shirt was a solid black with two red ribbons at the end that ruffled it a little. It covered only one of her collarbone and was sleeveless. It clung in all the right places and Relena finally decided it was perfect.
It was almost five Relena realized as she quickly slipped on her heels. Her hair was left down, slightly curled at the ends. Her make up was almost non-existent and the blue eyeshadow was sheer.
Relena met Heero outside where he was waiting for her. He was leaning against the car door and when she came outside after grabbing her purse, he smiled at her. Heero opened the door for her and after she slipped in, he went to his own side and drove off.
Author's Notes: Alright, long time I know. Review and for those wondering what's going to happen in the next chapter I'll tell you: Their date! And Relena is starting to write a new song…but for what? You'll see! So review!
By the way, I need song suggestions so send them in with your review! Thankx!
