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REUNION
Chapter Two
Yuki-hime
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His words had thrown her for a loop. Had Quatre spilled her plan? There was no way of knowing and Heero would
not tell her without her admitting that there was something after all. “What are you talking about?” She stared him square in the eye; losing
herself in those sky blues. Relena could
feel how hot his skin was; burning her flesh with his own. She tried not to gasp from the shock of his
touch.
“You know what I’m talking about. I will not let you leave.” He pulled her a little closer. Her smell began intoxicating his senses. “It’s dangerous,” his husky voice whispered
in her ear.
His sudden act of interest had ignited an aching
desire in her stomach. Why does he suddenly taken an interest
whenever my life is in danger? She
had to get away. “No I’m afraid that I
do not Heero. Now if you will please
excuse me, I have to go back to bed.”
She pulled her arm free and quickly disappeared into the dark hall, for
once, grateful for the cover night.
The soldier, however, was not satisfied. He silently followed her to her room and kept
watch over the door until early morning.
~ - ~ - ~
Relena woke to the hum of engines. Her nightmare had been washed away with
Heero’s unexpected appearance, which had spooked her more than she would have
liked. She needed to speak with
Quatre. The woman quickly dressed as her
thoughts flickered to last night. Her
skin flushed when she had remembered his heated stare a few hours before. Her collared shirt had barely covered
her. She sighed. It does
not matter how noble his actions may be…I still have a job to do. Peace and war did not wait on anyone.
Resolve set her mind. Relena’s hands smoothed the fabric of her
skirt and jacket, trying to erase the wrinkles.
She turned and made her way to the living quarters. The door opened to reveal several
pilots.
Duo’s eyes and voice greeted her first. “Relena!”
He jumped up and hurried to her, quickly squeezing the air out of
her. Wufei and Quatre remained at the
table while Heero was at his usual post.
“Duo, Wufei!
How are you?” Her eyes smiled as
she greeted her friends. It had been
over a year since their last gathering.
“I’m sorry that I had to miss you at Christmas.” She had recalled that Duo proposed to Hilde
that winter and they tied the knot the next summer. She had missed much with her friends.
“Too much paperwork will kill you, ya know?” the
Deathscythe pilot grinned at her.
She laughed lightly, “Yes I suppose it will one
day.” She quickly turned her attention
to the Arabian. “Quatre, could I speak
with you privately?” Her eyes slid to
Heero.
He stood, a little uncomfortable with the
exchange of heated glances between the two.
“Yes, of course.” He followed the
woman as she exited the room through the door she had entered.
The tension between them had been apparent to
everyone. Duo stood, facing his
friend. “What’s wrong with her?” he
asked. When he and Wufei had arrived at
the station an hour ago, they had yet to get answers from their stubborn
cohort.
He faced the couple. “She has been receiving death threats.”
“I can see the problem,” Chang spoke. The man understood that it must have been
serious to provoke the one across him to come out of hiding.
He smiled and shrugged. “So, what’s up with that? Relena is in a position where she gets tons
of those all the time.”
“She was attacked yesterday at
o-nine-hundred. Three unidentified
mobile suits attacked her shuttle five hundred meters from the Central Moon
Base.”
Duo stretched.
“Sounds pretty normal, some people can’t handle peace. So when do we get to work?”
~ - ~ - ~
He had to jog slightly to keep up her quick
pace. Quatre was clueless to where she
was leading him and began to wonder if the woman had gotten lost. The hallway had several doors and although he
had extensive knowledge of station blueprints, the heir to the Winner fortune
was little confused now. He found that
he could no longer hold his tongue.
“Relena, are you okay?” She had
been edgy since she stepped into their conversation earlier. He was worried about her. She seemed to be different from the woman he
had known before.
“I need out of here!” The female stopped and spun on her
heels. “I can’t be out of the public’s
eye. There will be an upheaval. People will think I’m dead! I still have a job to do, Quatre.”
Maybe Heero was right; everyone was taking
advantage of her, and as a result, she was working herself to death. “You are working too hard Relena. I understand how you feel, but we are trying
to protect you. You can not carry your
mission out if you are dead. Heero is
doing what he thinks is best, please try to understand.” The man hoped his reasoning would bring her
to trust them for a little longer. He
did not want to see her die.
“I’m sorry Quatre but I can not let the
possibility of death keep me from living my life. I must continue to move forward.” She stared at him. The dim lighting flickered. “If you will not help me off of the station
then I will leave by myself.”
He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Give me some time. I can not promise you anything but I will try
to speak with Heero.” He smiled and
tried to comfort his friend. “Though I
must say, I feel it is a lost cause.
Heero has his mind set.”
“I thank you for at least trying, Quatre. That means a lot,” Relena returned a soft
smile.
A deep voice echoed his name and Quatre turned
to see Heero emerge out of the dark.
Relena stiffened. How long had he been there? How much had he heard?
“Heero,” his friend began before he cut was off.
“The others want to talk to you,” his gaze was
fixed on the woman as he spoke the order.
He nodded and took a step, “Will you be joining
us?”
“I have to speak to the Ambassador first.” Sarcasm
seethed from his words.
“I have nothing to say to you Heero.” Anger surged from her voice. “Now if you will excuse me,” she tried
rushing past him, but failed again. His
hold was frightening.
“We have to talk.”
“No we don’t.”
The woman struggled to pull free from his iron grip.
“Quatre, leave,” he commanded. He could only hold his temper for so
long. When had she become so defiant?
“No, please Quatre, do not leave.” When had Heero become so vocal and outgoing?
Her pleas were scolded by her captor. “Be quiet.”
He returned his attention back to the pilot. “You heard me. She will be safe.”
He nodded but gave them both a second glance
before hurrying to the main area. Something must have happened. Heero’s stoic mask was cracking and Quatre
was beginning to worry about his friend.
Relena watched her last line disappear in the
shadows. “Let me go,” she yelled as she
pulled again. He surprised her, letting
her go as she fell against the wall. The
woman turned, ready to release her anger.
“You are staying here, out of danger, understand?”
“I understand what you are saying but you can
not keep me here against my will.”
“I can if it protects your life.” He leaned in, blocking her escape. “Take my advice, Relena,” he whispered her
name in her ear then withdrew to see her eyes.
“I will not let any harm come to you.”
“Heero…”
“Stay here a little longer. I’ll protect you.”
She looked down, avoiding his eyes. “I’m sorry.”
She was not in a political position to take time off. Her life was always hanging in the balance. Yesterday, today, tomorrow… it didn’t make a
difference to her anymore. She could
only more forward. In the moment she
needed him, he had not been there.
After, slow resentment built in her until she broke; he had not been
there either.
He wrapped his arms around her, engulfing her in
his heated embrace. Heero buried his
face in her hair, smelling her exotic shampoo.
“You won’t leave. It’s a
promise.”
“How do you plan to stop me?” she asked as she
tried to keep her mind clear. His hands
were firmly planted on her hips.
“Block your ways out. The other pilots will not help you. They know what is going on and want you to
live. So you will be staying here for a while.
Everyone will be watching you, so don’t do anything foolish.” His hands caressed her back.
“Heero, you can’t stop me.” She shut her eyes trying to reject his warmth
and touch.
“I can and I will.”
Why now, when I
don’t need you? Why are you here for me
now?! Relena pushed him away, her eyes burning into
his. “We’ll wait and see.” She turned and continued on her path.
He had heard that tone in her voice only once
before. She was determined to see him
wrong on this issue. However, this was something he couldn’t
afford to lose; this was Relena’s life after all.
~ - ~ - ~
Quatre’s attention was drawn to the door. “Heero, where’s Relena?” Trowa was filling in everyone on the current
situation. Though of course, after
hearing the truth about what had happened, no one could refuse Heero’s
request. There was no place safe enough
for the Relena Peacecraft.
He shrugged the question off meeting everyone’s
gaze. “Do you all understand the current
situation?”
Wufei nodded.
“I have a question, Heero. Who
was the person that hired you? You could
not have attained some of this information on your own.”
“The informant is confidential.”
“What about the drop location?” Duo spoke
up. “Why not share that?”
That information is confidential.”
“Well we believe that it is important information,” Duo spoke up. “We don’t plan to tell Relena but we want to
make sure that….”
“It’s not necessary information for the
mission.”
“Damn it is!” Duo protested.
Wufei cut him off from further insult. “Do not waste your breathe, he will not tell
us.”
Quatre darted through the door in search of
Relena. Who knows what Heero said to her.
She was probably upset now.
“Yeah, I guess but you can’t keep the
information from us forever.” Duo waved
him off as he followed Quatre. The man
could tell Heero’s attitude hadn’t changed.
~ - ~ - ~
“Miss Relena?” Quatre’s voice echoed off through
the corridor. Where is she? He had already
checked her quarters. “Miss Relena,
where are you?” There was no sign of her
anywhere, and there was no way for her to leave.
The blond remembered Heero’s first words when he
reached the desolate station. “She will
try to leave but we do not have another choice.
Can you still want to help knowing that she will be against it?”
He nodded.
The circumstances were against them.
“She has duties and there will be chaos without her. Heero are you sure this is the only way?”
“Better people think she is dead than that be
the truth.” The youth had to agree with
his friend. However he still needed to
comfort Relena. She had been through so
much and he knew what it was like to lose your father.
He backtracked to her bedroom, checking the room
again, just in case she was there, before he headed to the community
lounge. Suddenly an object bounced off
the doorframe, landing before him in the dim lightly. The Arabian bent to pick it up, realizing
that it was the shell casing of a .45.
~ - ~ - ~
The silent pilot turned when his name was
called, meeting Wufei’s eyes. “Where is
Zechs?” His question was blunt Heero knew that he could not fool them all
that easily but refused to divulge any information that would complicate the
mission.
However, the Gundam pilot was saved when the
Arabian youth burst through the door.
His ragged breathing and panic filling the room as he spoke,
“Relena…gone...found…this.”
Heero’s eyes met the casing. In an instant, his fingers were in possession
of the evidence. A bullet? Thousands of
scenarios ran through his thoughts. Who could have gotten past their security? However, he did not rule out the small chance
that Relena had tried to leave on her own.
But it is the wrong casing if it
belongs to one of us? He finally
voiced his question. “Where did you find
this?”
“Section 5A.”
Heero suddenly sprinted past the duo. He could hear their footsteps behind
him. The man ran ignored the corridor to
the left; 5A. It was useless. The trail there was cold already. The trio headed for the hanger. It was the only logical entrance and exit; the
easiest way in and out.
The pilots filled the bay, finding the space
empty. All eyes noted that the suits
were untouched and nothing seemed to be out of place. The man jumped from the high staircase and
quickly moved in front of Wing Zero. The
paper had been visibly hid. He reached
for it, opening the sheet to read the letters.
Relena, what happened?
~ - ~ - ~
“Where is Heero?” Trowa spoke to the others. They had remained hopeful but it did not look
good. Relena could not be found. They had searched this floating rock three
times.
Quatre turned opening his mouth to speak before
Heero broke in. “We have to leave
immediately. Prepare your suits and meet
in the bay at o-one-hundred. They left
us two clues.” He threw the items on the
table as he turned and disappeared. Duo
looked to his fellow comrades. The group
was bewildered. Two clues; a .45 casing
and a ransom note.
“What does the letter say?” Chang spoke quietly.
Quatre reached to pick the paper up.
“I have Relena Peacecraft. Surrender the rights to Red Dragon. You will be contacted within twenty-four
hours with a drop time and place. If our
demands are not met then we will detonate twenty-four bombs set in pre-selected
cities then kill the girl.”
The blonde man looked to Wufei. “Who is Red Dragon?”
“I am assuming that whoever took Relena, it is
their enemy,” Trowa answered.
The Altron pilot stood up. “We must get ready for the mission.”
Duo ignored the man’s statement. “They must have been watching us and planning
this from the beginning. How else would
they have gotten her so easily?” He
scratched his head then the Deathscythe pilot looked at his watch. “Is he crazy, that’s in an hour and a half
from now! We can’t be fully prepared in
time!”
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Omgosh~!
I got two reviews. Thanks to Mumu and meliny for your encouragement.
It is always welcomed and gives me a push to work more. This story is a slow process even though it
shouldn’t be! And it doesn’t really get the same attention as my others. However, I will give it my best. Plus, it’s pretty easy to re-write since most
of the work is done. ^^
Please note that I
don’t have a beta reader so there still may be mistakes.
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