If Only I Knew
Disclaimers: Gundam Wing doesn’t belong to me. They belong to whoever made them.
**** 2 men talking ****
“You have her?” A man in shadow asked to the person on the other side of the line.
“Yes!”
“Is she okay? Not causing trouble is she?” The man he was talking to asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
“No!”
“Good, just keep her there for awhile until our procedures are complete.”
“What do you want me to do with her after?”
“Bring her back home or something.”
“If she wishes to go.”
“Do whatever you want then, as long as she secure. We can't afford anymore mistakes.”
“….”
The dark figure took that as the end of the exchange, so he disconnected the line and turned his chair around to meet a young woman standing there. Surprised as to why she was there, he eyed her suspiciously. She was wearing a mini shirt and tank top with a low V-neck cut. Her blond her fell on her back, swaying softly as she walked. She was very attractive to any man, but she only had eyes for the one before her.
“Do you think this will work?” She asked taking a seat herself.
“Of course.”
“I don’t know. I just have this feeling that something’s going to happen."
“ Don’t worry I have everything under control.”
“Now what?”
“We wait.”
“We have been waiting. When are we going to get something done around here?”
“Don’t worry about it.” Reassuring her that nothing was going to happen, he stood up ready to call it a day when she walked up to him.
Wrapping her bare arms around him, she kissed his lips. Pulling apart he looked at her surprise. “What was that for?”
“Nothing.” She answer and kissed him again. Between breaths they pulled eachother closer to his bedroom.
As he laid her down on his bed, he continued to kiss her.
“Dor…” He began, but was stopped by her putting her hand on his lip.
“Shhh…don’t say anything. I…”
“Sir?” Pulling away as quickly as they can, the man followed the voice of the speaker and found one of his men standing at the door. He looked slightly embarrassed at him bursting in on his boss like that.
“What General?”
“Lady Une is on the phone. She said this is important and would like to speak to you now.”
“All right.” Walking over to his V-phone he greeted her, but was established with unpleasant news, much to his dislike…
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It was sometime during the night when Relena woke up with her stomach growling and her head pounding.
‘I haven’t eaten in ages. Man this is worst than anything I’ve ever experience before, well not really.’ Moaning she sat up.
Getting out of bed slowly, she looked around the room and her eyes fell upon a tray of sandwiches. When she was done, the door to the kitchen opened and in stepped the person who imprisoned her. Walking in he looked at her ineptly, awkwardly before settling in the chair on the other side of the room.
For half an hour they just sat and stared at eachother. Normally the quietness was something that the Princess was used to, but that was only because she had something to do. Now that she was just sitting with zero to perform, her mind kept on wandering back to him. He was no longer wearing a covering that covered his whole face, but a mask that blocked half of it. Leaving his lips visible to her view. There was something about him she couldn't truly place.
Relena
was itching to say something, but she knew that no matter what she had to wait,
but for how long? Instead of thinking about that she decided to keep her mind on
what was important, like her escape. Her plan that she formed before she fell
asleep, now made her feel insecure if it would work. If it didn’t she could be
in a lot of trouble, but what if it did work? She wanted to forget this one and
think of another one, but she didn't know what else to do. She knew that in
order to succeed she had to go over her limit, but what was her limit when she didn't
even know herself. Sometimes when she was making her speech about peace in
front of people on earth or on space, she knew exactly what to say and at what
time. Her movements, whereabouts were unaware of and that’s why she always
seemed to win their expectation, but with this person she knew she had to take
it slow or he’d know exactly. Sort of made her think of someone. She could
tell that he was very alert and aware of his surroundings. That would make her
job ten times harder. If there was someway to make him at least say one word,
she could use that opportunity to start her plan.
Standing
up from her bed she walked toward him. She didn't know what she was doing, but
whatever it was, it better work. Walking slowly toward him, she now noticed that
his eyes were close, but she could tell that they were very alert. Standing
inches away, she knelt down on her knees and looked up at him. This brought back
some memories of the time when she and Heero were together; he was her bodyguard
until he left. How she would sometimes find him sleeping in a chair with a book
and he would look so at ease and other times he would look ready to kill anyone.
On days when she was not in a hurry to a conference or something, she would put
a blanket over him and kiss his forehead before leaving, but that was all too
long ago. He now was no longer with her and she only had memories to treasure
and warm her heart when she felt abandoned.
Suddenly
a movement of someone grapping her wrist, snapped her back to attention.
She
let out a small cry of surprise.
“Let
go.” She demanded.
Letting
go of her, he stood up glaring at her now angry yet scared face. “What…”
he began, but was cut off.
She
found herself blushing a crimson red. “Nothing,” she managed to answer
quickly. “I wanted to asked you something, but you were asleep so…” her
voice trailed off as she looked away. He eyed her carefully before he pushed her
to her bed and laid her down. Surprised she let herself be pushed. He looked
down at her laying body, he couldn’t help but eye her small beautiful figure;
every curve seemed to fit her just right. She was astonishing and her
bashfulness when he surprised and confronted her made her even more beautiful
than before. Walking back over to his seat he sat back down and once again
closed his eyes, but she knew he wasn’t asleep.
She sat back up, but
didn’t dare to get out of bed. Apparently that didn’t go as she planned, but
then on the other hand she didn’t know what she was supposed to do in order to
start her plan yet. She wanted him to say something. He had been about to yell at
her if she hadn’t stopped him. She regretted that moment, but she didn’t
want him to think otherwise. Now if only she could get him to say some more.
Anything would help her. She decided not to risk any suspiscions that she
already caused. Frowning slightly, she laid back down again, not noticing that
the once closed eyes was now open and watching like a hawk.
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“I
am so dead,” Duo said hysterically to Quatre who rolled his eyes for the ninth
time that day.
“Duo,
listen to me. Nothing is going to happen.”
“How
am I going to get through this?!” he continued without hearing a single word
poor Quatre had been saying all afternoon.
Sighing,
Quatre walked off, following closely behind was a frightened, whiny Duo,
chattering away.
“Quatre
are you not going to help an old friend? Heero is so going to kill me. Not to
mention Relena’s lethal brother. I mean he could be anywhere right now
lurking, waiting to make his move, to take his revenge, all because I couldn’t
protect his baby sister. I mean I’m not Heero, the Perfect Soldier. Anyone can
tell you that, but no you guys all have to have something to do, so I have to go
and baby-sit.” As he said this, he looked around ready for anyone or anything
to jump out at him, but nothing did. He relaxed a little, but jumped at every
movement in the house. “Do I look like a baby-sitter to you? Everyone thinks
I’m useless so that’s why they always put me with the occupation of
substituting.”
“LISTEN,”
Quatre practically yelled in Duo’s ear. He had had about enough of this.
Finally, he was able to calm down. Again he continued to say what he had been
trying say for God knew how long. “Nothing is going to happen, well, maybe
something will, but nothing you should be worry about. Just leave it alone. You
tried to protect her. Heero will understand. No one can hold you responsible. As
least you tried and you’re not inadequate. We were all hectic that day and
since we knew you would have nothing to do, we asked. You didn’t have to say
yes. Don’t feel sorry for yourself. Don’t even worry.” Quatre felt like he
said this ten times before, but being Quatre and all, he tried his best to be
patient like his standard self. He was hoping that maybe this time something
will sink in, but all was disillusioned and Duo continued to talk.
After
a couple more of his ‘I’m dead’ and ‘I’m useless’ speeches, Quatre
had about enough. He was about to say something when Duo interrupted him, by
speaking louder then he did before, right into Quatre poor, already pounding
ears. “…So is that a yes?” He asked the now angry Quatre. Quatre who been
trying to think of a way to shut him up, didn’t get to hear what he said
before, but was able to catch the last few words.
Rolling
his eyes once again, Quatre gave up and walked quickly into his room, to rest
his ears and his now throbbing head. He slammed the door.
“Thanks
buddy.” Duo yelled. ‘Hehehehehe, fell for that one again. This is fun.’
To be continued...