Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Of Laptops & Love Letters ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

~ Ooooookay, I know it's been AGES since I posted chapter 7. *in meek voice* I'm sorry... The next chapter of Specters should be coming soon too... Anyway, I hope I get chapter 9 out sooner. *crosses fingers* (And you'd think having the mob, an assassin, and The Noodle of Death after me, would motivate me to write faster... *sigh*

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... blah, blah, blah.

Of Laptops & Love Letters

Chapter 8

By: Penybright

Cautiously, Heero opened his eyes, hoping that it was all just a bad dream. A bad dream that fate seemed to decide would last a bit longer. He stared blankly up at a ceiling that was not his. Actually, it would be a ceiling if it were his room. Instead, he found himself studying a royal blue canopy. He fervently wished that it wasn't that blue canopy, the one he knew belonged to a certain someone...

"Heero?"

'Damn it! This was not fair!'

He groaned in response, clenching his eyes shut. Maybe if he ignored her, she'd go away... This wasn't happening! It just couldn't be. Why did he never get a break?

'Where's a self detonation button when you really need one?' Heero thought acidly.

"Heero, are you all right? You just collapsed, and... Heero? Are you listening to me? I know you're awake..."

Heero reluctantly cracked one eye open. His other eye snapped open in surprise. Relena was leaning over him, her nightgown giving him a rather full view. He pulled in a deep breath, averting his eyes and tried to keep his mind out of the gutter. Did she have any idea...?

"Heero, what were you doing in my room?"

'Retreat, retreat!' his mind screamed in panic.

"I---"

What was he supposed to say? He had wanted to apologize, but... Taking another deep breath, he closed his eyes, swallowed thickly, and spoke.

"I'm sorry."

With those rushed words, he scrambled off her bed and beat a hasty retreat. Relena watched him go, a worried expression wrinkling her brow. He was sorry? For what? Her eyes pulled back to the forgotten bouquet, studying it.

"Why are you such a confusing man?" she sighed in exasperation at the flowers. They remained silent and beautiful in the dim light of her room as they lie on the floor.

"At least he has good taste," Relena relented as she stooped to pick the arrangement up. The pungent scent of lilies and roses assailed her senses. It was an intoxicating scent, and she found herself smiling wistfully.

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"Damn him!" Duo hissed in annoyance. He was the "perfect soldier". How the hell could he bungle up flowers?!?

"This is going to take more drastic measures than I thought," Duo sighed, rubbing his temples. "First, I'll let him squirm a bit," he smirked. "Then, I'll see if I can't get the two of them together..."

Duo's headache grew worse with that statement. At the rate things were going, he'd have to hold them at gunpoint to even have a chance of the confessing their feelings... A sudden thought struck him as he left the surveillance room.

"Oh dear god... I don't even wanna know how stubborn their kids are going to be."

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Meanwhile, Heero was leaning heavily against his door, his momentary panic beginning to ebb away. He had been in Relena's bed, with her hovering of him... The picture flashed briefly in his mind, and he blushed a deep scarlet. She was gorgeous. Every creamy inch of her, so smooth and soft...

Heero smacked himself in irritation.

"Pervert," he hissed at himself in disgust. He sunk into a plush chair, burying his face in his hands. What was he going to do now? That image would be forever etched in his mind. He half wanted to rush back to her room, take her in his arms, and...

"No, no, no, no, no, no, NO!" he growled in frustration, his hands fisting in his hair.

It didn't appear as though he'd get much sleep tonight.

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Breakfast the next morning was subdued and silent. Millardo watched his sister and Yuy with suspicion. Something had happened, and he intended to find out what. If that man had hurt his sister in any way...

"Yuy," Millardo barked.

"Millardo," Relena sighed, "his name is Heero. H-E-E-R-O, Heero."

Her brother glanced at her, unfazed.

"After breakfast, I wish to speak with you privately, Yuy."

Relena began to protest, but Millardo silenced her with a meaningful glare. She glared back and sighed. He heard her mutter something about "men" and "stupid" as she got up from the table and strode briskly out of the room.

"What do you want, Zechs?" Heero asked disinterestedly.

"What's going on between my sister and you?"

That seemed to get the young man's attention quiet well.

"What do you mean?"

Did he sound a bit defensive?

"The two of you are acting strange..."

"I don't understand," Heero deadpanned.

Millardo growled in frustration.

"You're impossible, Yuy. I swear a block of wood is smarter than you," he grumbled, getting up and stalking out of the room. Heero was left sitting alone at the table, hands clenched into fists as he grit his teeth. He did know some things about... relationships...

With a groan, Heero allowed his head to sink on to the table top. Just great! Now Zechs was added into his dilemma... Wonderful! Now he had to deal with an overprotective brother who wouldn't hesitate to kick his ass if he made one mistake.

"Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way," Heero muttered. "Or maybe..."

A heavy sigh filled the air, followed by a thunk as Heero's head hit the table. If nothing else, his existence was becoming just a bit more twisted than it already was...

~ I promise the next chapter will be a lot more funny. I'll let you ponder what these words mean in combination: The song "I'm to Sexy", and a drunk Heero... *evil grin*