Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Lie ❯ Wheels of Fate ( Chapter 2 )

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A/N: I apologize if I get you confused in this chapter. But just so you know. I changed Relena's and Selena's roles. The OC is Selena Peacecraft and is married to Heero Yuy, it made more sense since Relena would be too OOC for that role. And Relena Darlian will be the poor girl. I apologize for changing it but I explained it in the first chapter so if you want to read the A/N there please do so.

 

Beautiful Lie

 

Chapter 2: Wheels of Fate

 

 

 

Four families swore loyalty to the imperial Peacecraft family.

So forth

an alliance was formed between them.

Lies were also present in the moment of their alliance.

What will happen when the new generation learns of these lies?

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The Chang family was known for their sense of honor, justice and wonderful martial arts skills.

They imposed order, bestowed laws and acts to ensure that the

Sanc Kindom was on its way to becoming a true Empire.

 

 

“You do understand that as the youngest one out of your brothers… you have more to prove and it is your duty to uphold the family honor?” The elderly woman asked with a serious tone to the young Chinese man sitting in front of her.

 

He nodded, “I understand… however I would like-”

 

“Do not interrupt me,” she ordered cutting his appeal with venom in her words. The young man bowed apologetically and continued to listen to his grandmother's request. After all she was head of the family after his parents past away in a tainted massacre. “Your brothers have already achieved everything needed to uphold our families honor, Liu is a successful doctor and Wei is master of martial arts. As you know you cannot be less and better than your brothers in any area and since none of them are taking care of our alliance with the rest of the families, this leaves you, Wufei.”

 

He bit his tongue at the thought of not being able to pursue his dream of being a master of martial arts. Not being able to surpass his brothers in any way was worst then any curse he could think of being that he was the best at all the things his brothers did, martial arts, music and even art. Yet he could not prove it, for it would dishonor his family. Even so the worst was yet to come.

 

“Also,” Wufei lifted his gaze upwards in question, since he thought the conversation was practically over, a smirk embedded the elderly woman's face, “You are almost of age to be wed, protocol states that you are to be Long Meilan's suitor.”

 

He hid his shock to the best of his abilities, but inside his blood was boiling. He tried to speak but knew better than to do so without being asked so he stopped for he knew it would just get him reprimanded.

 

“You may leave now,” she stated but it was more of an order. Wufei bowed once more and clenched his fist as he left the room.

 

They had grown up together; she was more like family than anything else. A sudden image of a toddler crawling and running around made his stomach queasy. Sure he was old enough to marry, but he didn't feel ready. And even though he wasn't the romantic type, going through a marriage without loving that person wasn't his idea of a true marriage, he wasn't like Heero. “Meilan… Meilan? She's like a sister to me!!” He thought out loud, frustration growing and he let it out by leaving an impressive hole on a large column.

 

“I guess you have been told?” A tall, strongly built, bald headed man appeared out of nowhere.

 

It didn't startle Wufei however, “Master O,” he acknowledged his presence.

 

“The way of the dragon is a lonesome road… for what its worth you are by far the best student I ever had. You will always be best, do not be ashamed of that,” he complimented as he placed a hand on his shoulder.

 

His ebony eyes saddened and could only reply, “Please do not let anyone hear you say that, for I would be a dishonor to my family.” But inside a warm feeling overcame him after hearing that from his master, it was nice to know that at least someone felt he was good at something.

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The Winner family owned a multibillion corporation that placed them on top of the world.

Best known for their diplomatic bloodline and pacifist beliefs, the Winner family

holds together a range of allies and organizations to help the Sanc Kingdom.

 

 

Quatre knocked lightly on Dorothy's opened door. She was at the phone as always, so he let himself come in. A smirk on her lips was formed but not from the conversation instead it was because as she had predicted her little prey had come back.

 

“Mr. Winner, please sit down…” she motioned to the chair in front of her desk after hanging up the phone.

 

“Miss Catalonia, I take it you are having a good day?” he asked politely.

 

“Now that you are here, of course,” Dorothy answered in a flirtatious manner making Quatre blush slightly. “Once again I must apologize for not showing up to our dinner arrangement last night I had a last minute engagement to attend to.”

 

“Please do not concern yourself over that matter, I am getting used to being stood up by you.” No matter how he said things they always came out sweetly even if he intended them to be sarcastic. It was just his kind nature, his curse. He still didn't know why he decided to believe in Dorothy's lies and continue to pursue her ill-mannered affections, but he did nevertheless.

 

“I promise Mr. Winner to make it up to you. Did you find anything interesting to do?” She asked sardonically.

 

The blonde young man placed a finger to his chin as he remembered he did. He hadn't really thought about it until then, but he did have a good evening that extended to a good morning after all.

 

“Actually Miss Catalonia, I did.”

 

The woman's oddly forked eyebrows were lifted in surprise. Had she not known him any better she would've thought he had been with a woman. But she knew Quatre was not one to charm one girl after another, or was he.

 

“Please, I thought we were past all the formalities we have known each other long enough. You know you can call me Dorothy.” She got up from her seat and walked over to him. Quatre nodded and got up as well. “Would you like to join me for quick match of tennis and maybe after a fencing match also?”

 

Dorothy grabbed a tennis racket and handed it to him. She then grabbed one for herself and continued out the door.

 

He thought about it once more and came to the conclusion that maybe it was the tension they both had for years that made for some alluring tension. All the same, there was something about her that made him always come back and want to be next to her.

 

She stopped once out of her office and turned with poise only to see Quatre still inside lost in thought. “Well… are you coming?”

 

 

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Trowa watched with curiosity every disgruntled action the honey blond woman made. Like moving lamps around the hotel room as she made her way to the mini bar and began desperately searching for something in between the liquor. The handsome tall man continued to stare in wonder, yet he somehow knew what she might've been looking for. A small smirk embellished his manly features.

Until he dared to ask from one of the comfortable, luxurious chairs he was sitting on, “What are you doing?”

Selena looked up from the mini bar, a slight blush hit her cheeks for she was unaware that her lover had been sitting there all this time half naked watching her with a furrowed brow.

“I've torn the place apart for my cell phone, but I still can't find it!” She whined, her world coming to an end as she knew it.

“Why do you need it?” He asked wistfully.

“Because…” she tried to find the right explanation but either way his name was bound to come up.

“Because?”

“Because… Heero always calls me at two o'clock exactly to check if I'm okay. If I don't answer he's bound to call the whole armada!” She continued to desperately look for her missing object afraid of the consequences of not answering her husband's call. After all she wasn't exaggerating, it had happened before, when she didn't answer his call for being in a meeting that she forgot to mention. The meeting was disrupted with the military and he leading them trying to find out if she had been hurt or abducted. It also almost lead to one of the colonies ambassador's, who was of mature age, to almost have a heart attack.

“Will you help me find it?” She pleaded with an index finger to her lips.

Trowa got up from his seat and wrapped his strong arms gently around her waist. “I love it when you do that,” he whispered, making her hair on her neck stand on end. She could've melted in his arms in that moment; in fact she did every time she listened to his voice.

“When… I do what?” she managed to whisper back, letting herself feel his bare chest on her back.

He kissed her neck gently but did not answer instead he untangled his arms and proceeded to the bedroom. Selena crossed her arms and looked puzzled. It didn't take long for him to come back with her cell phone on his right hand exposing it as a prize.

“What would I do without you?” She smiled, pleased and was about to give him a kiss as reward. He placed a finger on her lips stopping her from doing so, while she looked hurt, her cell phone rang and he handed it to her as if knowing it would ring. She picked up quickly and retook her wife role as she spoke to the person on the other line. Lying of course of her whereabouts and company with grace and faked sweetness.

Trowa sat back down waiting for her to finish talking, a knot formed in his stomach at the thought of being with Selena, someone who was married. He had never been jealous of anyone he had dated and even though he was `the other man' he couldn't stand the fact that Heero was the one that got to see her every day, it infuriated him inside but he hid it very well.

“Heero?” He inquired plainly and with no emotion when she hanged up.

She nodded irritated and threw her cell phone to one of the chairs.

“Must you insist on putting that there?” He pointed to her cell phone. She had a habit of throwing her things around. Not that he complained for having to watch where she placed her things like she were a child, it was the fact that she got so upset after not being able to find the darn things that he felt uncomfortable with. He just hated seeing her discontent.

She laughed, “Well, I have you to find it for me if it gets lost.”

“What if he calls again?” His words were cold.

Selena frowned catching his coldness, “I just wished he would leave me alone for once.”

“He's your husband; therefore he can't leave you alone. I wouldn't,” Trowa stated the obvious with a hint of reveal to his own true feelings.

She sighed. “I liked him better when he was all serious and frivolous…”

“And now?”

“Now… he just tries too hard…it's dreadfully unpleasant,” harshness was tainted in her tone.

“Woe is you.”

“You're mocking me.”

“Of course not,” he gave her an arrogant smile, “But weren't you the one who wanted him to love you `with the passion of a thousand suns'.” No doubt it was a mock Trowa gave her right then. Selena glared at him playfully and grinned at the thought that he actually remember that she had said that once.

“I wanted to make the marriage work. But alas I failed. I believe it goes to show that one has to be careful of what one desires.” She placed her arms around his neck in a loving manner and whispered to his ear, “What is it that you desire?”

Trowa swiftly and playfully moved his hands around her waist bringing her to sit down on his lap. His face leaned closer to hers and caught the softness of her lips.

“I can't continue to do this Lena,” he muttered, letting her feel the closeness of his lips and searching in her eyes for an answer.

Selena sighed she knew very well what he meant. He had never been happy about them meeting in far off hotels and while he didn't want their relationship to go public either, he had enough of the lies and deceits needed to cover it up. He owed the Yuy family as much as he owed the kind lady who adopted him and cared for him. Even though she had already a daughter a tad older than him named Catherine she gave him as much love as she gave her. After she died, Catherine did her best to also raise him and treat him like a brother.

Selena looked at him, a sad expression written all over her face. She hadn't known how or why she'd fallen in love with him. He was a lot like Heero at first but then when the intimacy grew she came to learn that he was indeed different. He had more passion for her, more fire in him. He loved her like Heero never could.

“It seems you are ready for a bath darling… will you take one with me before I have to leave?” She pouted and rubbed her foot on his leg seductively.

He brushed her hair out of her face softly. “That is exactly what I was planning on doing.” He lifted her up with both of his strong well-toned arms, she yelped as she found herself being elevated like she was a damsel in distress.

“Scared dear? I won't drop you,” he reassured her with a smirk, enjoying each moment.

She kissed him passionately, nibbling every now and then on his lower lip. He stopped the kiss to watch where he was going. Once he arrived at the enormous bathroom, Selena found that he had already prepared the bath tub with beautiful rose petals, scents and…

“A rubber ducky?” She placed a hand to her mouth trying to control a laugh.

“What? It was already here… and it was cute,” he excused as a rosy color exuded his cheeks. “I guess rubber ducks aren't mature enough?” He asked sarcastically. He grabbed the small duck in his hand while he went inside the tub.

Selena followed and snatched the duck from his hands analyzing it. “Yes, playing with rubber duckies is so mature.” She complied before giving into fits of laughter, making Trowa blush even more. Her laugh came to a halt when she noticed how beautiful he really was, the closeness of his body made her anxious and his piercing emerald eyes made her feel like she was the only woman he could ever be with.

“I love you…” she spoke those words softly scared of how he would react, she had thought about saying them for the longest time and now they came out.

Trowa looked at her wide-eyed, unexpected to hear those words at all. He cupped her chin and brought her closer making her drop the rubber duck in the water. “I love you too.”

They embraced each other, a strong embrace like they were afraid to lose one another. “That really made my day.” She thought out loud, a tear rolling down her soft feminine features that Trowa could not see and a warm smile on Trowa's face that Selena also couldn't see.

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The Maxwell family, weapon developers and providers for the Sanc Kingdom.

With a wide range of sophisticated knowledge with technology and mastery of all types of weapons since before the Golden Age.

Owners of a conglomerate as powerful as the Winner's.

 

 

Maxwell's and Yuy's had always shared a certain intrigue of fighting for truth and peace. Being that both owned big shares of colonies especially the Yuy's who owned a larger part. In between the Golden Era thinking that maybe there could never actually be peace between Earth and the Colonies, as they were the first to actually start an alliance just in case any war would start. Until Heero Yuy Senior became head of the Yuy family and becoming an important figure for the colonies. He preached pacifism and decided to unite with the monarch Peacecraft family. Swearing to be loyal and to protect them with their own lives, this also made the Maxwell family.

 

Just like the head of both families, both sons, their only heir, Duo Maxwell, had grown together with Heero Yuy Junior, successor to his father. After the death of both Duo's and Heero's parents they gave each other moral support and became unconditional friends even so if they weren't much alike. This made Duo inclined to swear his loyalty to Heero and his family, but in his mind and heart only, for he had also the responsibility of protecting the Peacecraft family.

 

Even though he seemed like he had it all figured out. Even though his confidence made him shine like he had everything he could ever want and his cheery smile told the world he was in fact Duo Maxwell.

 

No one could ever guess that if they looked beyond his boisterous attitude he was fighting with himself, confused and unsure of who he really was and of what he really wanted.

 

“Pardon me …sweet heart… you are a pretty little lady,” a drunken man slurred as he stumbled into Duo.

Duo turned to the drunk man and removed his dark glasses, it was clear that by the way he was dressed he wanted to conceal his identity. “Who are you calling sweetheart!” He shoved the wobbly man into a wall, making him run scared for his life. “And I am not a lady!” The braided man screamed.

He remembered he was bullied because of his braid since he was young but Heero was the only one who understood the reason behind him not cutting it off. No matter where he went he was always reminded of everything Heero had done for him, it was getting quite annoying.

While he decided whether or not to enter the club, a young girl his age touched his shoulder, he jolted afraid he was caught by someone. “Duo… what are you doing here?”

“Middie! Hiya… err… there… how are you? … It's been so long,” Duo said nervously.

“Yeah it has,” she stared at him and at the club sign that said `Match-sticks' with two male signs crossing.

“Uh… I lost a contact lens around here…” he bent down searching for his imaginary contact lens. The bouncer who had been watching the undecided Duo for a full three hours chuckled but turned away.

Duo glared his way and turned back to Middie, “I guess I will have to buy new ones.” He shrugged innocently.

“Yeah. Too bad. But what are you doing around here?” She insisted on asking.

“Well you won't believe it,” Duo began trying to come up with an excuse, the bouncer coughed and dissimulative pointed to a big sign not too far away without Middie noticing. He smirked and thought about how thankful he was for the intruding bouncer. “I am really tired of gourmet meals… I heard the Sanc Fried Chicken made these new delicious … chicken biscuits!”

The girl with sandy blond hair crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow in wonder, “Chicken biscuits?”

“Yeah… you know… biscuits… made of chicken… with chicken…” He rubbed the back of his head trying to loosen up the tension he had.

“Oh. I haven't tried them,” she answered still in wonder.

“Chicken biscuits are good.” He reassured it like it was food from the heavens.

“Well they sound appetizing. Do you mind if I come along with you?” Her face turned a bit flushed, Duo smiled it wasn't like Middie to be that shy, “I mean… it's okay if you don't want me to go… I'm sorry I must be intruding you.”

“No, not at all. It's just that it's been quite a while since we've seen each other…” he commented a hint of nostalgia hitting both of them.

“That is true. I am overjoyed however, that I finally have a chance to see you again.”

“We should catch up then, with a few chicken biscuits?” Duo offered her his arm and she took it gladly. As they began walking Duo slightly turned his head and nodded to thank the bouncer to which the tall big bad bouncer replied with his thumbs up and thinking, “He'll be back.”

While Duo made a little prayer, “Please God may chicken biscuits exist!”

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Relena squeezed a good amount of face wash in her left hand. She rubbed them together and applied it to her face. Massaging and removing every spec of makeup that Selena had made her put on. After she washed her face she noticed that even though that she had only applied little, it had made a big difference. Now she was back to her old self, she sighed as she looked in the mirror, “What a day.”

She tried not to remember the awful things that had happened to her before work and she definitely wanted to forget about Selena's threat and hoping for the best that Selena Peacecraft would forget about her existence.

The evening was chilly but she thanked the heavens she was off from work. Her head was hurting badly and she needed to go see her mother.

“Hey! Lena!” A woman her age came running up to her, it seemed she had been waiting near the hotel. She was petite, had oddly short black hair that matched her beautiful big blue eyes. A cheerful smile set in when she finally caught up to her best friend.

“Hilde!” She screamed out. Relena was happy to see a familiar friendly face, she embraced her quickly, and the blue haired girl hugged her back.

“Guess what? I got us some spread cheese… thought maybe you would want to make some of your famous cheesy rolls… I bet your mom would like that.” Hilde didn't know how to console her friend from a broken heart, but being with her in that moment is what really mattered to her. It was just best if they avoided the subject, she thought.

Relena nodded, trying to hold back her tears. She forced a smile, “Yes, she would. Let's get going then.”

The two walked together side by side, Relena told her all about her day at work and the weird circumstances that she had met the famous Selena Peacecraft. Hilde couldn't believe it specially the part where she had made her wear her clothes and make-up and the fact that she blackmailed her.

“See? Didn't I always tell you, you looked like her?”

They were both laughing as they entered the small home. “Hi mommy, how are you feeling?” Immediately Relena went to take her temperature, her mother's eyes sparkled at seeing her precious daughter come in.

“I'm fine sweety. Hilde… why didn't you come over for…” she turned to Hilde and the severe cough cut her question, once it calmed down she continued, “darn cough… I was saying why didn't you come over for dinner last night?”

“Yeah, why didn't you?” Relena second the question.

Hilde shrugged off the question with an innocent smile and nonchalantly made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed a mixing bowl and flour from the wooden cupboard. Relena soon followed and placed her hands on her hips with an expecting stare.

“Well?”

“Well… what?” The fact that she was mixing a bunch of plain flour for no reason pretty much gave it away.

The honey blond girl shook her head, giggled and took the mixing bowl from her, “You have that goofy smile. The one I haven't seen in quite a while. So what happened last night?”

She wanted to tell her best friend about who she had met, if only she could find a way to omit the part about how he met him, it would make things so much better. Oh, what the hell, she thought.

“I met this wonderful guy. He looked like an angel… I am not lying,” she began, “He was so kind and pure…”

“Well he definitely doesn't sound like your type,” Relena mused adding some milk and two eggs to her mixture.

“I know I only go for the bad boy types… but he was just different. He looked at me differently Lena.”

“Relena…” her mother barely called out deriving the girl's attention to her.

“Yes mother?” She poked her head enough for her mother to see.

“Where did you get the money to pay Dr. Jared for the medicines?”

Relena furrowed her brow and was by all mean confused. “What do you mean?”

“He came by said that everything was paid for…” Her mother's voice trailed off also in confusion.

Hilde dropped a plastic cup on the floor, raising awareness from her best friend.

“Hilde?” She questioned in a sing-song tone.

She made believe like the deal wasn't with her and played innocent.

“What's going on?” Before she decided to wait for her answer she pinned her to a wall where her mother wouldn't hear them whispering. “Oh my God. Hilde how could you?”

“What?” She murmured trying to imitate her low key.

“Don't play dumb with me. That guy… the one you were with `last night'. You went on the streets again, didn't you?” Her face was serious and her hands still pinning the girl to the wall.

Hilde sighed; she had been caught. “I had to Lena.” A pair of blue eyes shamefully directed to the floor, afraid to meet another pair of equally saddened blue eyes.

Relena let go of her and lifted her hands in irritation. She mumbled some words that weren't audible.

“Since my mom bailed on us I couldn't even go back to studying and now I'm stuck with three hungry brothers. I've been without a job for a month now Lena. What else could I do? I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to worry you.”

She turned and gave her a sympathetic smile, “Oh, Hil… you know you always have us…”

“I can't keep off living out of your good will. You barely hold it out on your own and for this past month you have been feeding my brothers and me, it's not fair.” Her voice was shaky.

The girl was strong. There was no doubt in Relena's mind. If it had been her she would've crumbled to pieces. “I just don't want you to go off… and sell yourself…” she mumbled the last few words.

Hilde flinched at her friend's statement. It wasn't like she wanted a life that way, but it was the only way she knew how to defend herself. “I have no papers Lena and I wasn't born here like you. The best job they could give me was as a maid and now they won't even hire me for that. My body is all I have left… without the legal papers I'm nothing. And now after the war is done they've made it even more difficult,” she explained half-heartedly.

It was hopeless, Relena thought, there was no way she could possibly help her either. Her job barely paid for their food and bills. “I can't accept the money you gave for the medicine… I'll pay you back as soon as I get my paycheck,” she reassured with confidence.

She shook her head and raised a hand to her face. “It's the least thing I can do for everything you have done for me… Besides the guy I told you about gave me enough money for two months… he too said I should get a better job,” she remembered his eyes, his words and a curl formed on her lips, “he said I was too good to be doing something like that.”

A scoffing sound escaped Relena, “And that is why he paid you to sleep with him.”

“Actually he didn't sleep with me,” she retorted. A crimson color appearing on her face, “He didn't even know I was a hooker… When I told him he was shocked, it was like he had never seen one. He then said he would pay me just for my company.”

Relena stared in awe. She huffed, “I'm glad it turned out that way.”

“I doubt that I'll ever see him again. But… I will try my best to find a better job.”

Relena hugged her friend, overjoyed to hear her say those words. But the moment was interrupted by a sudden unwanted guest.

“Relena! You have to let me explain what happened…” an agitated man her age came barging through the door.

“What the hell are you doing here!?”Hilde shrieked. Her blood boiled as she stared at the man who had hurt her friend's feelings. She grabbed the closest thing to her, the mixing bowl and began hitting him with the object.

“Are you crazy you slut!”

“Get the fuck out of here you lying, cheating excuse of man! Go back to your skanky new girlfriend…” She pursued Timothy out the door with the mixing bowl leaving a trail of dough all over.

From the commotion Relena's mother began coughing and gasping for air.

“Mother…mother what's wrong?” Relena rushed to her mother's side. Hilde shut the door. Her proud expression turned into an alarmed one.

“What's wrong with her?”

“She's dying Hilde!” Relena screamed. Her mother was turning red and blue. “Mama don't die on me… MAMA!”

“I'll call an ambulance…” the black haired girl left her side searching frantically for a phone.

While Relena was at a lost… her mother was dying…

To be continued…

 

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A/N: Please tell me what you think. I would really appreciate it… pointers, comments, want to me kill me? Just let me know… And like I said it isn't your regular AU it's bound to get crazy from here on end…