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Chapter Eight

She saw her reflection gaze back at her from the mirror. Her honey blond hair trailed down her neck in soft waves, as she adjusted her lilac halter top and cream colored skirt. There was an eerie quiet that surrounded her, and she wondered where everyone was. Normally, the restaurant would be alive at this time of day with waiters hustling about with their trays, as customers chatted about their lives. Their random conversations molding with one another. The rows of tables with white linens and porcelain china sat empty. And on top of each table, a small flame flickered about in the invisible waves of air that fanned the room.

She peeked outside the window and the streets were empty as well, "Where is everyone?"

The honey blond walked through the rows of tables just to pass the time away, but time again slowed down. A chill crept up on her arms and she saw the goose-bumps form on her pale skin. Seeing that she couldn't escape, she sat down in one of the booths and played with the flickering light. Occasionally, she would make glances about the room looking at how the mirrors played with each other's reflections, while at other times she focused on the whimsical banisters that lined the main hall.

"You look like you could use one of these."

A two scooped sundae was placed before her. The mounds of vanilla were drizzled with hot fudge and topped off with a cherry.

"You remembered." She took the spoon and stopped a deluge of chocolate from spilling over the glass. "Why is it we keep meeting in dreams?"

Heero shrugged his shoulders without saying anything, as he watched her with his vigilant eyes. She continued to play with the chocolate sauce, as she carved into the almond surface, and watched it seep into the newly formed tracks.

"You haven't said much."

"Hn."

"There you go again with that syllable," she laughed. "I think you had an easier time talking to my eight year old self."

"Kids are easier to talk to," he leaned forward in his seat, "and have bigger imaginations."

She let out a small laugh as she recalled several of her patients' with their tall tales. Heero looked at her and drank in the sight before him. It was these small moments that he felt drawn to her even more. Without thinking, he grabbed her hands and led her up from her seat.

"What are you thinking, Heero?" She watched him with curiosity as he led her to the main center of the room.

"Just follow my lead," he whispered into her ear.

Under the crystal chandeliers, the pair began to dance to an invisible tune. She felt his hands rest on the small of her back and felt them gently coax her to come closer to him. She felt safe in his arms again and she closed her eyes as he continued to lead them in the empty room.

Heero looked down on his former young charge and at that moment, he felt complete. A sense of peace washed over him and he was lucky to be with her. Their eyes connected again, and in seconds, Relena was on her tip toes and she leaned up towards him.

It was brief yet gentle, as their lips met for the first time. It took him by surprise, and her simple action made him bolder in his own right.

The room transformed from its ornate decorations to an all too familiar room. In the corner, a row of stuffed animals were randomly arranged with heads craning above one another.

"Heero," she whispered, and she felt his hands come from behind her. He was shielding her briefly, and she slowly turned around to face him. Her petite hands wrapped around the nape of his neck, as she pulled him closer and the two began to kiss.

She fumbled with his shirt, as she continued their kiss. Soon enough, she felt his own hands run down on the front of her body. She whimpered beneath his touch, as he continued his ministrations. His hands met the edge of the light fabric and slowly, he lifted the edge a little by little, revealing more skin until the light violet fabric pooled to the floor.

She quickly covered her chest with crossed arms, but he coaxed them back down her sides. "You're beautiful," he whispered.

Her body started to feel the excitement and she felt like her heart could leap out of her chest. She felt his hands reach behind her and her bra released its hold around her frame. The small orbs were bared to his view and he caressed one in his hand. His single touch sent electricity throughout her body and she never felt like this before.

She pulled him closer and soon enough, the two lay naked on her bed. Her fingers danced a trail along his spine, as she felt his caresses between her neck and chest.

"Relena."

"Heero," she played with several strands of his hair that fell in his line of sight.

The two lay side by side for another hour as they watched the sky transform from a fiery orange to a dull hazy violet. Heero watched the dying sunlight cast its afterglow on her body.

"You better not let me go ever," she poked at his chest.

"I'll try not to," as he memorized the contours of her body.

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She felt a warm sensation come from her legs and radiate up her body. Her mind coaxed her back to sleep, but in the distance, she heard voices. She tried shutting them out, as her mind kept focusing on the muffled sounds.

"Yeah I'm going golfing this weekend. I heard the weather is going to cooperate finally."

The words were slowly registering through her brain, and she opened her eyes. "What happened?" Her words were weak and dry.

"You're finally awake," a male nurse checked her IV and incision sites. "You're in recovery now."

She scratched at her side of her head and found a blue surgical cap still. The male nurse gently tugged on it and a cascade of blond hair fell on her shoulders. "That's right." She closed her eyes back and tried to relax as much as she could. The last few days she felt more like a prisoner held against her will as her prognosis wasn't getting better. After seeing her own x-rays, her lung still didn't inflate the way it was supposed to.

"We're going to transfer you back to your room now."

She heard the clicks come from the brakes as she felt someone wheeling the entire gurney. Flashes of light and random voices filtered through her senses, and she just wanted to sleep. A pair of gentle hands nudged her from her light nap and she saw him still waiting in her room.

"I've got her."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

She felt a strong hold around her arms as she made the short distance to her bed. She was exhausted and with everything going on, she just wanted to forget her entire hospital stay. All she wanted was to go back to her apartment and sleep in her own bed for once.

"Just go to sleep."

Her eyes opened weakly, "Heero," she smiled at the fuzzy sight of him. She managed to find his hand and gently held it for a while. "I won't break you know."

Sensing she was still under the anesthesia's effects, he continued to hold her for awhile, but felt a slight heat come from his face. The minute she drifted off to sleep, he could feel her dreaming once more.