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One Man\'s Loss	By : WarDove Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One Man's Loss
- 1
GW
and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU and all others
associated.

This is another request story. I forgot who requested it, but she wanted
something with Trowa, Relena and Wufei, so I tried my best to weave it into
this story and ended it the only way I thought I could.

NC-17 material. Possible OCC. This is set years after EW and with time and
maturity people do change. It is also one of my oldest fics which means it's at
least three to four years old and my writing has changed somewhat since then
just with writing and as I grew to know more about the series etc. etc. It
won't be everybody's cup o' tea but I hope it's somewhat enjoyable.

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Relena finally dried the last of her tears. She was completely numb now, void
of all emotions. He had finally broken it off with her. After four years of
running cold and hot, the water finally ran still, in fact, it was ice. She
played back the most significant part of the conversation once again, wishing
she could bust the internal rewind button in her brain. He had simply told her
he didn't love her, that the last four years had been a mistake and that he was
sorry but that was the way he felt. Heero had spoken those words to her two
months ago and she had not seen him since.

She groaned in frustration as she rose out of her bed. Her twenty-five year old
body was aching from grief and she felt she was crawling in her skin from the
days of self-imposed isolation. She had to get out of the house. She wanted to
breath in the open air once more and to feel the sun heating her skin. She
simply wanted to feel alive again. She looked out the window and lost herself
in the beauty of the rising sun and decided she would step outside to greet it.

**************************

As the sun began to signal the coming of the day Heero was still sitting at the
bar. He was more than sufficiently drunk, trusting his friend Quatre not to allow
him to do anything to stupid. But, then nothing he could do shit faced drunk
could rival the stupidity of breaking it off with Relena.

Quatre
was more than exhausted and had wanted to return home hours ago. However, he
had opted to stay in support of his friend and to keep him out of trouble. He
had known Heero for years now and he knew how volatile the young man could get
when in a foul mood, especially when alcohol was involved. He sighed, no longer
able to take the pathetic form of his friend just sitting their drowning in
regrets and booze.

"This is his last one." The blue-eyed blonde told the bartender who
handed Heero yet another beer. "It's not to late you know. You can still
reconcile with her."

Heero
spoke his voice slurred. "I shaid some hersh thigs. Shay hayes me now.
Jus' like I want'd er to."

"I
don't understand why you did it Heero. The day you were going to purpose to her
you broke it off with her?"

Heero
placed his empty beer bottle on the top of the bar and rose to his feet. He
leaned on Quatre to help him walk out of the bar.

"Neder
do I."

***************************

Relena breathed in the fresh salt air of the beach. "You are the world's
biggest fool" she laughed, finding ironic, self-deprecating humor, now,
was easier than crying.

She
kicked off her shoes and ground her feet in the sand, the small grains cut into
the delicate skin between her toes. "Is that you Heero?" She spoke,
her voice raised against the crashing of the waves; the wind had picked up
dramatically and was forming larger than normal waves. "Is it you,
Heero?" She questioned again as she began to wade out into the water. She
then shouted against the roaring waves of the ocean Heero's name. She started
laughing again. What a fool what a fool. She was up to her waist in the
water ignoring the cuts on her feet that stung from the salty sea, for that
pain was minimal compared to the pain in her heart.

"I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid! Hurt me as you want, I will not
fall to you!" She screamed, as a huge wave began to form in front of her
warning her of it's imminence, but still, she planted her feet further into the
sand, still daring the ocean to attack her. She gasped being taken off guard as
well as her feet, not by the surf but by human arms. She screamed and thrashed
against the strong lock her unknown assailant had around her. "Let go you
bastard! Do you know who I am?"

A
calm masculine voice spoke back to her. "You're Relena Dorlian. Please,
stop thrashing." She managed to squirm from his arms but in the process
she had caused him to drop her, her face hit the sandy beach.

"What the hell was that all about?" She spit the sand out of her
mouth and rolled over, sitting up. "Trowa?"

His
silence told her she was correct." He sat down beside her and slid off his
shoes. Turning them upside down he watched the water drain out. "Should've
have taken off my shoes."

"Why
did you stop me Trowa?"

"Seemed like
the thing to do."

She just continued to stare at the tawny-haired man. He wiped away the water
droplets that dripped from his bangs and into his eyes. She bit her lip
noticing for the first time that he was a rather handsome man. She thought it
was a little strange that he was here, though, for the entire time they had worked
together and had been aware of each other's presence they had barely spoken two
words to one another.

"Did you really want to kill yourself? Over Yuy?"

She
averted her gaze, ashamed, how did he know? "No. I wasn't trying to kill
myself. I just wanted to do something dangerous, so that maybe it could scare
me back into life. How did you know about me and Heero?"

"Knowing
what I know I figured a break-up with Heero would be the only thing to drive
you to the point of euthanasia."

Not
wanting to talk of Heero at the moment she decided to end the topic and rose to
her feet, dusting herself off the best she could. "Well I can't leave you
out here like a drowned puppy. My beach house is just up there. You may as well
come and get cleaned up."

Trowa followed her silently, but checked her out all the way. She had grown
quite a bit in the three years since after the war, a good 5'8" maybe,
give or take an inch, her hair was all one length now, the school girl bangs
and braids gone. She was still quite slender but not in the gangly
waif-like way, for her proportions just seemed to shape her body the right way
for her height. He noticed her eyes looked darker though, more blue now than
green, and her smile, her smile was out of this world. Heero you're an
idiot, he told himself.

Trowa's eyeing her did not go unnoticed by Relena for she too was stealing
glances at the man who had always been the tallest of all the other pilots. Wow,
she thought to herself, he was still tall, maybe a bit taller than her own
brother and he was built just as well. His eyes were still a rich, dark green
and they seemed to have a sparkle in them that had not been there the whole
time during the war. His demeanor seemed more content and happy, which made him
all the more attractive.

"Well,
here we are." She sighed, opening up the sliding doors to the back of the
beach house; she stepped in with Trowa close behind.

Though it was smaller than Trowa had expected it to be the interior wasn't
surprising to him. It was decorated in off whites and beiges, with some olive
greens and navy blues thrown in here and there.

"Nice
place."

"Oh,
thanks. It's been in the family for years." She looked at her feet
realizing she had left her shoes on the beach but she really didn't care and
went back to being the hospitable hostess.

"Well, there's a guest room and bath down the hall, so if you feel like
getting the sand off of you go ahead. "Leave your cloths in the hamper and
Cecelia will get them when she comes back. "I'll be in the master suite
and bath. Catch ya later." She smiled and winked, sprinting off like a
child to her room. Trowa smiled at her childishness finding it somewhat
charming and headed down the hall to where the guest room was.

Relena giggled and snuggled against her pillow as she dropped soaking wet onto
her bed. She had just finished her shower and felt hot so she decided to dry
off au-natural. Trowa you are so gorgeous she started thinking to
herself, but how can you think of another guy when you and Heero...stop it
Relena. He broke off with you and he doesn't love you anymore and probably
never did, so get off your prissy tight ass and start having fun. She
rose out of her bed, darted to her closet and started rummaging through wal wall of cloths. "Damn Relena, nothing sexy. You are a tight ass." She
closed her closet and started digging through her dresser drawers.
"Hah!" She pulled out a pair of old faded denim shorts and a white
tank top. Not exactly sexy, but hey, you need to be a little subtle as well
girl.

Trowa tied the ends of the towel around his waist just realizing a second ago
he had nothing to change into. He then remembered a terry robe he saw hanging
in the guest room closet. He opened the bathroom door. "AHHH!" Trowa
caught his breath and stepped back, hearing and seeing an old woman at least in
her sixties, standing before him.

"Who
are you? What are you doing in Miss Relena's house?" The elderly woman had
doubled up a belt and held it back ready to lye it into Trowa at any second.
"Answer me!"

By this time Trowa had regained himself. "You must be Cecelia."

He
easily sidestepped the woman and came around behind her with a swift and single
motion. Before she could blink the woman found her arms bound at her side with
the very same belt. Trowa held the two ends together against him behind her
back.

Cecilia
began to holler. "Let me go! How did you know my name?"

>
>

"If
you calm down a moment ma�am, I can explain everything."

"Trowa! Cecelia!" Relena couldn't help herself as she busted into
laughter.

"Huh?"
Trowa looked quite puzzled for a second and then realized that the towel had
fallen completely off of him and that the only thing concealing his lower body
was the skirt of the old woman who he held in front of him.

"It's okay Cecelia." Relena took a breath trying to calm her shaking
body. "He's a friend."

"Mmph."
The old woman snorted. "I thought his cloths were a little to big to be
master Yuy's."

Relena
walked over to the closet and plucked out the robe, she tossed it to Trowa who caught
it and released the maid at the same time, in a flash he was covered, barely.

Relena
blushed. "Oh yea, it's one of Heero's, of course it would be to
small."

Trowa
tied the two ends of the belt together. "It covers well enough."
Trowa spoke matter-of-fact. "It'll do until my cloths dry."

Relena
sighed, picking up the pile of his wet clothing and handing them to her maid.
"If they ever get washed and dried."

"Yes
Miss Relena, of course." Cecilia turned her head and snorted at Trowa a
second time, before leaving the room.

Trowa crossed his arms and bowed his head and then he did something Relena did
not expect. "He started hinghing. "Talk about your embarrassing
moments. I don't think she likes me."

Relena
giggled along with his chuckle. "Don't worry about Cecelia. You've
probably given her a bigger thrill than she's had in a long while. Come on.
Let's get lunch."

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Hands shoved deep in his pockets and head hung low Heero walked slowly down the
street brooding. He'd screwed everything up with her, and why? Because he was
stupid, that's why. He found himself down by the beach, not even realizing he
had walked there. He'd go check on her, make sure she was okay. Yea, just go
see her out of friendly concern.

Trowa and Relena had just finished a quick lunch and were now on the back patio
relaxing in reclining chairs, watching the sea.

"So
this is where you've been hiding out for the last year Relena."

"Yes.
I read the comments in the press every now and then, I'm considered a wealthy,
rich, eccentric recluse you know?" She sighed a little and then continued.
"Heero and I wanted to get away from things for awhile, so, we did. Of
course, now, he has really gotten away."

"Well
if you want my opinion the guy's an idiot." He looked at her out of the
corner of his shaded eyes watching the way her breasts jiggled a little as she
giggle.

"Good
riddance then, eh, Trowa? I'm a free woman now, free to pursue anything or
anyone I want."

Trowa
closed his eyes and laid his head back. "Yea, I guess you are."

Trowa released a small oof and suddenly felt a little extra weight on his
stomach. He opened his eyes, seeing Relena straddling his mid-section.
"I've decided to pursue, you, Trowa."

He
slipped off his sunglasses. "What? You've just broken up with Heero,
besides, he's my friend."

He
saw her eyes roll. "Oh please this isn't a rebound thing. I just want to
have fun, no strings, no intense emotions, just sex."

Trowa
couldn't help but chuckle, not to mention being more than interested in the
offer.

"So."
She said casually, pulling her t-shirt over her head, revealing her full perky
breasts and taunt nipples. "Let's fuck, screw, bump and grind, whatever
you want to call it, Trowa. I want your dick in me pounding me until I think
I'm going to die of sexual pleasure."

Trowa's
eyes narrowed, serious all of a sudden, his sex began to rise at the thought of
fucking Relena but his conscious began to fight his natural instinct.
"What about Heero?"

"What
about him?" She questioned lightly; she had taken off her shorts and
panties and was on her knees by Trowa's groin area.

"Damn Relena." He whispered hoarsely as she had now slid open the
robe, and was sucking his erect throbbing member hard; he felt as if his brains
were being sucked out, along with his conscious. One man's loss, he told
himself, giving in completely to his primal urges.

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That's it he would just stop by and say hi, and maybe apologize, and say what a
fool he was and that he loved her and wanted to marry her. He fumbled the ring
box in his pocket. She would forgive him and take him back; she always had in
the past. His mind went blank and his eyes wide as from a distance he then saw
what he didn't want to believe his eyes were seeing.

There was Relena, straddled over, a, man? He rubbed his eyes, no, she
couldn't�she wouldn't. He readjusted his eyes, thinking to himself this
isn't real. He saw her facing out into the sea, her back was too the man
she was fucking. And as she was riding him, large hands sprung from behind her,
one of them had a grip on one of her breasts, her nipple being teased in
between its fingers while the fingers on the man's other hand rubbed at her
clitoris. Who? He was too much in shock to be angry at first. Then he
heard Relena's squeals form a name.

"Oh
yes, god Trowa!"

And
as Relena arched back in her final orgasm cry----- a duet with the other
voice----- he saw the face of the man that fit the name.

His blood boiled as murder crossed his mind. Out of everyone he had ever known,
Trowa? He was one step away from confronting the two when his beeper went off.
What could Quatre want now? He trudged off in the opposite direction. He needed
to calm down first and figure what he had just seen all out. "It's not
over yet Relena. For you either Trowa."

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With his girth still in her, Relena laid back against Trowa. "I love
spontaneous moments like these."

"Somehow
Relena I think you had this all planned."

She
giggled. "Yea. So I did. But I didn't know where or when I'd strike."

He
hugged her tight to him. "I'm not complaining believe me." He caught
his breath feeling her hips rub against him again, damn, how could she make him
begin to grow hard again so soon after.

"Fuck
me again."

"Why
not." He moaned into her neck as he began moving inside of her once more,
knowing this second time around he would be able to last even longer.

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"Thanks for calling Quatre. I'll try to be there, but I'll make no
promises. I have a lot of thinking to do. Yea, yea, if I need ride I'll call
for your limo. Bye." Heero hung up the phone with a bang, still fumbling
the ring box in his pocket. How could she forget about him so quick? Or maybe
she was in such great despair she would fuck anybody that came along. But he
knew Trowa wasn't just anybody. It wasn't a surprise that a lot of women
swooned after him and Heero could have cared less, but now it was his Relena
who was fucking him and that changed everything.

It's the height thing, Heero told himself. �Chics like tall guys,
probably because they think their dicks are bigger�, he grumbled to himself. He
straightened up his body to his full 5'11" without shoes height and
leaving the phone booth he crossed the street to the jewelry shop.

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Cecelia was in the process of making dinner, grumping all along about how much
more work it was for her to fix food for a third person. Relena had reminded
her how she had no problems fixing dinner when Heero was here, with which she
remarked that Master Yuy's appetite wasn't near the size of "that"
man's. Relena giggled and whispered to Trowa that tomorrow mourning she would
give Cecelia an early vacation. Trowa told her to never mind because he found
her dislike for him humorous; Relena said she'd think about it.

"You seem so much more relaxed and care-free than I remember Trowa."

"Well
I just came to the conclusion that sulking away in the past got me no where but
more bitter with age, so I decided to go out and take the gift of a second
chance and take things as they are."

"Happy
go lucky, eh, sounds kinda like Duo."

Trowa
laughed. "I've not gone that far. I still take things seriously, just not
like I used to is all."

She
snuggled up to him on the couch as they continued to watch T. V. "I wish
Heero came to his senses and relaxed more."

"Face
it Relena. You're still in love with the guy."

He
felt her body rise against him in a heavy sigh. "You're right. I am."
She straightened up and kissed Trowa's temple. "But I'm not allowing that
nasty emotion to stop me from having fun."

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"Mr. Yuy? Back so soon? Something wrong with the ring?"

Just
the mere fact the girl's not wearing it he wanted to spit out at the
jeweler. "Decided against it. I've still got the receipt." He slid
the paper and the box on the counter.

"Would
you like me to credit your account sir?" Heeroand and still covered the
box; why wasn't he letting it go? "Um, sir? Credit your account?"

Heero
snatched the box back up and stuffed it into his pocket again. "No. I'm
not sure. Maybe I'll come back later, tomorrow." He exited the shop as
quickly as he'd come in, damning himself as a weakling.

**********************

Dinner had just been set on the table when the doorbell rang. Relena half
jumped half skipped to the door and yanked it open. "Hi Wufei."

"Hello.
Trowa here?"

"Right
here Wufei." Came Trowa's response as he came up behind Relena.

"Good
thing I was still at the hotel. Here are your things." He set a few duffle
bags inside the door. "If I need to consult you for anther mission will
you be here?"

Trowa
nodded. "For the time being I'll be here."

Relena
then interrupted the two men. "Have you had dinner yet Wufei?"

"Um,
no, but I'm really not hungry."

"Nonsense."
She huffed grabbing his arm and dragging him in the door. Cecelia's made more
than enough." She ignored the woman's mumbling rant.

Trowa
shrugged. "Don't fight her. Just give in."

Wufei's
brow furrowed, but he complied at the advice of his friend. Even he had
mellowed over the years.

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Catherine paced the floor rubbing her arms.

"Calm
down dear. You shouldn't be worrying."

She
leaned into her husband's embrace. "I know Quatre, but, I talked to Trowa
today. I'm worried. If Heero finds out he and Relena are, ya know, together-oh
that brother of mine."

Quatre
chuckled a little, which got him a sharp stab in the ribs from Catherine's
elbow. "Don't worry about Heero, Catherine. He's not as volatile as he
used to be. Those anger management classes have done wonders for him."

"I'm
not going to kill your brother if that's what you're worried about."

Catherine
and Quatre looked a little shocked not knowing Heero had come in.

The trio ate dinner quickly and Relena allowed Cecelia to go home early. The
old woman protested, calling what Relena was sure sounded like a tart little
hussy. She kissed the old woman on her cheek and thanked her for her concern,
knowing the insult was spoken out of concern for her safety.

By the end of dinner two bottles of wine had disappeared, mostly by Wufei,
which shocked Relena a little, but Trowa whispered in her ear that he'd been a
little heavy on the sauce since Sally divorced him a year ago. Relena nodded
understanding. She'd had a few heavy nights of drinking herself since Heero had
left her.

Wufei had bowed his head willing away a slight headache that was coming on.
When he had lifted his head once again he caught sight of Trowa and Relena in a
lip lock, pawing each other in everyway possible. Shit. He had to go.

"Yooz
two continu, I'm, um, leavin'." The Chinese man went to stand up but was
off balance and started falling, in a flash Trowa was there, catching him.
"How'd you even know I's...yooz two wuz?"

Relena
came over to help Trowa support Wufei. "Maybe you should lie down a little
while."

They
drug him over to the couch and laid him down, but he refused to let go of
Relena and she stumbled with him ending up pinned underneath him on the couch.
"Relena" he slurred her name and took her lips in a kiss.

Trowa shook his head and pulled Wufei off of her, but the other man protested.
"Not fair." He began to rant a little, sobering up a little as well.
"You know how long it's been since I got laid? How come you get all the
women Trowa?"

Relena
bit her lip, stifling her laugh. Wufei mumbled something neither one of them
could understand and rested his head on the back of the couch.

Relena
looked up at Trowa. "Poor guy. He's so adorable right now."

Trowa
plopped down on the chair positioned at the corner of the couch. "Go
for it Relena. You said you wanted to have fun."

She
titled her head and looked a little wide-eyed at Trowa. "You're telling me
to fuck him?"

Wufei's
head popped back up hearing the words. "He wants you to what?"

Trowa
chuckled. "Take what life has to offer Relena. You want to, so, do it. Just
don't protest if I decide to join in."

Relena
giggled like a schoolgirl sliding down on her knees to the floor. "You
don't think he's to soused do you?"

"He's
very resilient. He'll be fine."

That doesn't put any pressure on me, thought Wufei sarcastically. But at
the moment he really didn't care, because Relena had already undone his pants
and was licking and sucking his member to its full length and girth.

"She's
good isn't she?" Trowa joked and smiled seeing his friend speechless only
being able to nod weakly. Shit. He thought to himself- how far could
she shove that thing down her throat? Trowa felt his own sex beginning to
twitch with need as he watched her straddled Wufei, now kissing him madly as
his palms cupped under her breasts, their thumbs rubbing against her nipples.
They moaned and grinded against each other but still Wufei's member had not
penetrated her. Little tease, Trowa smirked and almost laughed with
delight.

"God Woman fuck me already." Wufei growled. She stifled a giggle loving
it when men were at the brink so she decided to end Wufei's torture. She lifted
herself a little hovering over him. She looked him directly in the eye and
quick as wink she slammed herself down onto him, releasing a throaty groan at
the same time. Wufei caught his breath as he began fucking her back. She threw
herself back a little, giving Wufei access to her full breasts, which he took
advantage of, sucking and nipping the best he could at the reddened nubs while
pounding inside of her.

Trowa had stripped himself from the waist down and had begun creating a rhythm
of his own as he jerked himself off. Her head was thrown back as she watched
out of the corner of her eye Trowa pleasuring himself being turned on just by
watching her and Wufei. She straightened up and grabbed her ass cheeks.
Spreading them a little, she turned her head the best she could and winked at
Trowa. Heero. Trowa thought to himself. You've turned your girl into
a real sex fiend.

Without missing much of a beat, Relena and Wufei had slid down on the floor,
Wufei on his back with Relena straddled across him. Having returned from the
bathroom with a small bottle of lubricant, Trowa came up behind her until he
was in the needed position. Pushing Relena�s body forward just enough, he eased
her body down gently until he was embedded fully into her anus. Slowly and
steadily she leaned back against him; the three began to move together.

Wufei's thrusting was setting the pace as Trowa tighten his grip on Relena's
hips, sometimes moving one hand to her breasts than to her clit and back again.
Relena found she was unable to make a sound except for a repetitive ah, mixed
in with some oh yeses. Her words were gone as Wufei pulled her forward. Once
more his tongue plundered her mouth that was still sweet from the wine. She
licked his tonsils back and felt his girth becoming more rigid and pulsating faster.
Trowa's phallus in her rear was mimicking that of Wufei's and the combined
movement of them both inside of her was causing her to clamp down on both them.
She tore away from her Wufei's mouth and arched back up against Trowa's body as
she cried out in sheer ecstasy. Pounding two more times violently Wufei swore
in Chinese losing himself and his fluid deep inside of Relena. She shuddered at
the sensation and then heard Trowa cry out in her ear, having come into his own
climax, his seed was filling her anal cavity. She cried out loud just for the
heck of it, loving the fun, loving the sex, loving everything about it.

**********************

"Thanks for letting me shack up with you and Catherine."

Quatre
laughed at Heero's remark. "Using one of fiftfifteen guest houses is not
shaking up. So have you talked to her?"

"What
do I say? She obviously has gotten over me. It's no use so I may as well just
move on."

Quatre
shook his head from side to side. "No. You've been unable to move on for
the last three months. A total of should I say, almost six months since you
split with her."

"Has
it been six months?"

"Oh
don't act like you haven't been keeping track. Those red X's on your calendar
kind of give it away. You still have the ring don't you? That alone should tell
you something."

Heero
remained silent, unsure of what to say, because he knew all of Quatre's words
were true. He was just kidding himself trying to deny it. He wasn't even upset
with her for her infidelity, which it wasn't anyway since they had not even
been together. She could screw the entire L1 football team for all he cared as
long as she was with him when it was all said and done-----she with him-----it
had always felt right. Suddenly a new sense of hope began to brew inside of him
as his old determination was building itself back up. He was not out of the
game yet.

Relena watched Trowa walking back up from the beach and waved to him. She
sighed watching the man who had been her lover for the last four months. He had
been so much fun and had freed her from a lot of her hang-ups, but there was
something missing, something which she needed in her life to feel truly
complete, love. Oh she loved Trowa in a way, a friendly way and knew he
reciprocated her feelings in the same manner. They had agreed that their
relationship was to be no strings attached and so it had been.

She vaguely remembered the night three months ago when Wufei had stopped by.
She giggled remembering how bad of a hangover he had the next day, somewhat
embarrassed by his actions, but having no real regret. She had wanted a little
freedom and she had experienced it, but now she wanted what she had had in the
past. She wanted Heero, even if he didn't want her.

"For you." Trowa uncurled his fist and in his palm was a tiny pink
shell.

"Oh
it's beautiful. Thank you. She cooed, picking up the small shell. "I think
I'll have it made into a necklace."

He
looked into her eyes and sensed something was bothering her and knew what that
something was and realized what he had to do. It was his cue to exist the stage
left and fade to black. He sat down next to her on the railing. "I think
it's about time I moved on."

"What?"
She sounded a little shocked.

"It's
not you at all. It's me. I've never been able to stay in one place for long.
I'm thinking of maybe returning to the circus for awhile, or not, I don't
know."

Her lips turned into a frown. "When will you go?"

"Tonight,
as soon as possible. I think it's best."

She
sniffed away a tear sad that her friend was leaving but knew it was time. She
jumped off the railing and embraced him, kissing him gently and then parting a
little. "I'll miss you."

He
smiled a little and smoothed back her hair from her face. "And I'll miss
you."

They
melted together in a kiss and pulled each other down onto the wooden floor of
the patio to make love one final time.

k'>

***********************

Heero
woke in the middle of the night to the blinking of his laptop. He rose out of
bed still quite groggy and opened it. Why was Trowa sending him a message? He
sat down slowly in his desk chair. The computer screen lit up the
pitch-blackness of the room, but he didn't seem to notice as his eyes
transfixed on the e-mail.

//Heero. If you didn't know all ready then I will tell you that for the last
four months I have been living with, and, intimate with Relena. It was purely a
superficial fling, but I realize if you never want to see me, let alone speak
to me ever again, that I understand. But I implore you not to hate Relena. She
loves you so much and I should know because I saw it in her eyes every time
your name was mentioned or when she would stare into the sea, those same eyes
telling me it was you she longed to see walking up to her on the beach, to hold
her...kiss her...love her. Bare her no ill will Heero, for you, are her real
world in every way, shape and form. No other man could ever be to her what you are
to her. Perhaps you could never see what you had in her because you always had
had her heart, her body and her soul. I fear I am repeating myself but I must
tell you one more time. Treat her kindly and with respect Heero, and never
forget what a treasure you have in her. She is special and sweet. Gentle in
spirit and worthy of the love you can give her, for you have more love to give
than you ever will know, or believe you have. Remember always to love each
other and believe in each other, for the true love the two of you share is
something very rare and precious indeed.

Farewell

Trowa.//

*************************

Relena tossed again in bed, still unable to sleep. She huffed loudly and rose
out of the bed, her house seeming empty once again. Maybe she should move into
an apartment into the city. With so many people one could never feel alone. She
walked into the kitchen and flicked on the light, stopping suddenly feeling a
presence behind her. Her first thought was that Trowa had returned, but then,
only one person could make her feel how she was feeling now. "Heero."
She simply whispered.

"You
never did change the locks."

She
felt his arms go around her. "As if that would keep you out." She
melted back against him. "Why are you here? I thought you hated me? That
you had made a mistake being with me." She felt his hands glide up her
arms and slide off the spaghetti straps of her nightgown.

"The
only mistake I made was leaving you." His lips kissed her right shoulder,
nipping just a little. One of his hands left her to smooth down her body.

She arched back, wrapping her arms around his neck and sighing. "I'll
agree to that."

He
covered her hand with one of his own and drew it back over her shoulder and
down her breast. He then slipped a small velvet box into her hand. She stood
straight all of sudden, quite shocked.

"What
I wanted to give you six months ago."

Her
hands shook as she tried desperately to control her breathing. She opened the box
and gasped softly seeing what was inside. Heero plucked the ring out of the box
and spun Relena around to face him. He knelt down in front of her on one knee
and looked up at her, his blue eyes most serious and intense. "Relena.
Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?"

She
gasped again and started crying silently; she shook her head frantically.
"Yes Heero. Oh god yes I'll marry you." Her hand shook again as Heero
slipped the multi-diamond ring on her finger. He rose to meet her again and she
clung to him beginning to cry.

"Oh Heero. I've been so bad since you were away. I, I,"

He
hugged her to him tightly, soothing her. "I know all about it."

She
broke away from him. "You do? And you still want to marry me? You don't hate
me?"

He
looked down into her eyes again and smiled softly. "How could I ever hate
the woman I love? Let's just forget it all and start over again."

She
hugged him to her tight and her tears turned to soft laughter. "Oh Heero I
love you!"

He
chuckled telling her the same. "But you know what this means don't
you?"

She
pulled away just enough to look at him. "What?"

His
smile was crooked and evil. "I'll just have to love you so hard you'll
forget about any other guy."

She
threw her head back and giggled. "Oh and when exactly does that
start?" She squealed a little as she felt herself being slung over his
shoulder and carried back to the bedroom.

"Just
about any minute."

She
screamed a little once more in anticipation of exactly what his words would
mean.

THE END
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