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The Desolo// The Abandoned	By : Kimera Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1154 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author�s Note: forgive me for the long wait.

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Relena suppressed the urge to pull her hair and scream in frustration. She and Heero had been dating for a month and a half, starting shortly after Duo had reappeared. It was an effort on both their parts to try to help him get over his former lover.

It was failing fantastically.

The longhaired woman repressed another sigh as she decided that the description wasn�t really fair. The two weeks of more-or-less blind dates immediately following Duo�s return, now that was failing fantastically.

The first date, Relena had invited anuainuaintance of hers to dinner with Heero, staying herself as a chaperone. She�d been relieved when Heero accepted with no real discussion.

Dinner had been at the same small, out of the way Italian restaurant they were at now called La Stalla. The food was wonderful, the service fast and friendly and the place discreet enough that even Heero could come down out of hyper-aware mode a bit. It was a favorite of Relena�s, and by extension, a frequent of the pilots�. Relena had hoped that in a place as familiar as La Stalla�s with her there, Heero could relax just a little.

She�d been right, unfortunately.

Georgette was a nice young woman, pretty but not a beauty, with a soft pleasant voice. She had a tendency to talk a great deal when she was nervous, or chatter might be a more appropriate term. She�d been ecstatic when she�d heard about the invitation from Relena for a date with one of her friends. She had chattered through dinner, with Heero saying little, if anything. Relena knew him well enough to know he�d basically tuned the woman out, but was relieved he was comfortable enough to do it. After telling a particularly amusing joke and receiving no response from Heero, Georgette, finally became annoyed by the feeling of being ignored, reached over the table to wave her hand in front of Heero�s face, asking if he�d been listening.

Relena had felt like she was watching the whole scene in slow motion. She knew the instant she saw Georgette�s hand move that there would be no good end to that. Sure enough, Heero caught sight of it in his peripheral from where he�d been staring out the window, and was shaken out of his complacency so that he nearly leapt across the table and tackled the woman to the floor.

There�d been no recovering the evening from that.

Relena decided not to act as a chaperone again.

The second attempt at setting Heero up, hearing from Marisa, had not gone any better. Heero had arrived at the young woman�s house, only to be greeted by an over-zealous father. An over-zealous father with a hobby for mechanics. Enthused by the thought of having a real Gundam pilot in his home, he�d dragged Heero off to the garage. Marisa hadn�t been able to drag the two away from the collection of old cars and her father�s current restoration projects. She�d kindly, but pointedly informed Relena that while she was certain that Heero was a good man, she just couldn�t stand a man who would ditch her to stare at cars and get grungy. Relena had repressed the urge to inform her that next to food, anything that runs or is mechanical is bound to lure a good ninety percent of men away from even the prospect of a evening with a beautiful girl.

She�d been reminded of something Duo had told her the one time she had pointedly asked him what he loved above all else.

"Three things I love most in the world, �Lena: food, machines and Heero. Not necessarily in that order, of course," he�d winked. The memory had pulled at something in her chest so she�d not mentioned it.

They�d only gone progressively downhill from there. It had not taken anyone very long to realize that the former pilot couldn�t date anyone he didn�t know extremely well. Or anyone who didn�t know him fairly well for that matter. After the fifth disaster�er, date, Relena had stepped in and offered. At the time, Heero had accepted with a bit of relief. However�

She wasn�t doing much better.

Heero was withdrawn, excessively introspective. He made a few attempts at conversation, but somehow, something always came up that reminded him of Duo. He had tried to drown himself in his work, but his friends knew from experience that wouldn�t do any good and had stopped the effort before it truly had a chance to begin.

After nearly three months, Relena felt she could safely describe Heero as "coping."

Barely.

If asked if it was better for Duo to be back or if it was better when he was gone, Relena would have been hard-pressed to choose. At least before he�d been clinging stubbornly to hope. Now�

Duo had moved on. The former lovers didn�t see each other much, but the braided man was always cordial, happy and friendly, but always just distant enough to refuse Heero the illusion of what had been. It was painful to watch.

"Relena?"

She jumped. Lost in her thoughts as she�d been, Heero had caught her off guard. She steadied her water glass for a moment before replying. "Yes, Heero?"

"It�s been bugging me for a while now,� yo� you� you�re just so accepting of the Desolo. I just can�t figure out why?"

Relena gave him a soft smile across the table.

"I can�t believe you didn�t ask that sooner," she admitted. He moved his food around his plate artlessly for a moment.

"I thought I�d be able to figure it out. But it just seems to go against what you fundamentally believe in."

"You�re right," she agreed without preamble, folding her hands together under her chin. "I was appalled when I first heard about the Desolo. It was Cain who changed my mind. Duo excepted� It�s a lifestyle choice. These people choose to become Desolo. I was still very much against it until I realized how happy Cain is. It�s a little hard to complain when the people who choose it won�t," she pointed out. "I still hate that experiments were done on humans but�" she sighed. "I�ve also come to the conclusion that the Desolo need to be controlled the way they are. They have to have some deeply imbedded loyalty to keep them from going out of control. It�s an unfortunate necessity. If the Desolo exist, they have to be carefully controlled."

A dark look crossed Heero�s face. "It just makes them seem like animals."

"You should know by now, that the Desolo are far from animals," picking up her fork again, she grabbed a small bite of her dinner before continuing. "But they aren�t human, Heero� Not anymore�"

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TBC

Major thanks to my reviewers:

Leemax^_^

Sourita Barton

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Winged Kitten

Thanks soooo much for sticking w/ me this long.

Also, while my computer was lost, I got a little bit of drawing done, including the pic I promised of Desolo Duo with proportionate wi(you(you know, some that may actually hold him when he flies) and one with the 32^nd. Both are in the sketchbook section of my homepage: www. lsellselene. Deviantart. Com (remember to take out spaces). Once I get a good line drawing of both, I�ll start working on coloring.

As always: reviews are more than welcome. ^_^
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