Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Past Mistakes ❯ Happiness isn't forever ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Sery
Relena is leading a happy life. She is engaged with Trowa and they both love each other a lot. She is very happy, until...

Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Thriller / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.13.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress

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Chapter 1 Happiness isn't forever
Relena rushed in her office. She greeted her staff with a broad smile. She couldn't stay long to make a chat as she often did. That was because she was late. And not just a few minutes. And that for the first time. Lightly she shook her head. She didn't sleep well last night. And that because of...
Deep in her own thoughts she arrived at the door of her cabin. She placed her hand on the doorknob and was about to push it open when she felt that someone was staring at her. She let out a sigh and turned round to face her. Her secretary. Dorothy. Relena sometimes wondered why she hadn't fired her. Her looks gave her often shivers. Dorothy peered at her with her big eyes. She was quite beautiful; Relena couldn't understand why her secretary didn't have a boyfriend. But well, it was not her problem. Relena smiled.
"Good morning, Dorothy."
"Good morning, madam." Dorothy replied. Relena felt how shivers ran down her spine by the look of Dorothy's cold eyes and hearing her even colder voice. Relena managed to stay smiling.
"You'd a fine day, yesterday?"
The woman in the white dress sitting at her desk glanced away. "Well, I had a fine day. But I suppose you had the most fantastic evening in your life." Dorothy looked her straight in the eye and smirked.
'I really should have fired her,' Relena thought.
"Or, should I say night?"
She really was crossing her limits. Her secretary didn't wait for Relena to answer. She shuffled through her papers. Relena sighed. A conversation with Dorothy like this she'd never had before. Her secretary had to be upset about last night's events. Relena hadn't noticed it yet, but now she gave Dorothy a closer look. Her eyes were red and she had bags under her eyes. She didn't slept very well last night, too. And her long, blond hair was a mess. She hadheavy make-up on. It had to be difficult for her too.
"Were there any phone calls for me," Relena sighed.
"No," she said shortly.
Relena stayed there for her door for a while. She had no idea what to do. It was a very unpleasant situation. Relena glanced at her left hand, where she was wearing the diamond ring in her ring finger. She closed her eyes. It wasn't her fault that her secretary liked her boyfriend. No, her fiancé, she corrected herself. Just last evening they got engaged. The diamond ring was the engagement ring he gave her. Well, if her secretary would remain behaving like this, she would be fired for sure. Relena turned around on her high heels and was about to open the door when she heard her secretary suddenly.
"Your fiancé is inside in your cabin."
Relena stopped and frowned. What was he doing in her office? She glanced over her shoulder at her secretary. Dorothy didn't pay much attention to her and was looking in her files.
'There's something wrong with her. And I don't think I'm the only reason. I can't believe that,' Relena pushed her cabin door open.
Relenagasped when shecame in her cabin.
"What are you doing here?" She shut the door behind her and gazed at her fiancé. "Trowa...?"
The tall man was sitting in her luxury chair with the back of it turned towards her. She placed one hand on her hip. His voice was as always calm.
"I've heard warmer greetings from you." He turned in the chair. Hewas holdingto her surprise an open file in his hand and a fewwere layingin his lap. Her anger calmed down a bit. Actually, it hadn't been anger, more curiosity. "I'm your fiancé. Haven't I any right to come here, my little princess."
Maybe he was hurt. She sighed and tossed her handbag on a nearby chair.
"I'm sorry Trowa, really. It's just that I've had a heavy night."
He grinned. "I wasn't the whole night with you. You didn't decide to make someone else your prey, or did you, little princess?"
She couldn't read his green eyes because his brown hair hid them. But his voice and the grin on his face told her that he was teasing her. She walked towards her large desk.
"Listen, I'm really sorry,'' her face was serious.” Of course you may come here whenever you want to. It's yours too. You know that." She looked at the files. "What were you trying to do, Trowa Barton?''
He glanced at the files. "I didn't expect you to come. You didn't sleep much last night, did you?" Relena blushed; he smirked. "If you'd wished I would have stayed all night long with you. But you didn't."
She looked at her fingers, ignoring his gaze and remembered last night. If he would have stayed the night with her, she knew what could've happened. Not that she didn't want to, but everything had been so different last night. So unfamiliar yet comfortable. She smiled.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing," she murmured. "I was only thinking how lucky I am that I've found you." She glanced at his left hand. He was wearing his ring too.
"Won't you sit?'' he asked her suddenly. She looked up to him, still smiling.
"I'd love to, but it is a bit difficult as you're sitting on my seat."
"O really? I'm so sorry," he grinned. He laid the files on the desk but made no movements so stand up. She lifted her eyebrows.
"Trowa, don't think that I'm going to sit in your... lap."
His grin grew wider. "Why not little princess? I'm your fiancé now, I yesterday let go my chance, but today I'm not going to be as foolish." He winked.
"Listen, I'm not in the mood."
"Yeah, you're never..."
She sighed. "I mean not here."
"Wow, my little princess. Are we going to make any plans for tonight?" He couldn't stop teasing her. She looked away to the blue sky. "Princess, my little princess." His voice was filled with love. He stood up and walked towards her. "What are you thinking of?" He was near her, when she suddenly walked towards the window. "Little princess, what's wrong?" He hugged her from behind. His arms were lying around her waist. "Relena..."
"I was thinking how happy my dad would have been if he was there yesterday with us." Tears prickled in her eyes.
"He would've been happy, little princess, you know that." She just nodded.
"Why do you call me 'little princess'?"
"Does it annoy you?"
"No, no, I don't mean that. But why 'little'?" She turned around in his embrace. "I'm not that short, am I?"
He was tall, that was true. But with her high heels her head reached his eyes. She hoped he wouldn't notice that she'd changed the subject. Even if he did so, he didn't say anything about it. He smirked again, but his eyes remained still serious. His eyes slowly glided over her body. She shivered.
"You aren't that short, my little princess." She sighed. "Not with your high heels."
She flushed again. Lightly he brushed his lips against hers. She looked into his beautiful green eyes. "Then why," she murmured.
He smiled at her. She put her arms around his neck and waited for him to answer.
"There's a quite gap between our ages, don't you think that too?"
She shook lightly her head while she'd knit her eyebrows together. "No, of course not."
"There IS my little princess," he sighed. He looked out the windows with his arms still round her. She leaned in his loose embrace backagainst the wall and listened to him. "You are only eighteen, Relena. And... I... well..." he smirked and stared in her blue eyes making her feel she wasn't of this world anymore. "I am almost ten years older than you."
"Then? I still love you," she pouted her lips and didn't want to listen to his nonsense. She let her head rest on his shoulder and leaned again against him.
'How will it be when we'll be married?' she thought.
He strengthened his grip on her waist. She felt happy and complete with him. He never went too far, though she always wanted him to. He always stopped at a part that made her yearn for more. But still, he was so loving and adorable.
"Why didn't you go to your work today?'' she spoke to his shirt and smelled his manly scent deeply. It was almost making her dizzy.
"I wanted to see you.'' He said it so simply.
''I love you," she said again feeling a lump in her throat.
She lifted her head up to look into his eyes. She saw his expression changing and she wanted nothing more than to stay just like this. His arms suddenly left her waist and he cupped her face in his hands. He bent forward to drop a light kiss on her lips. Then he embraced her again like he would never let her go.
Softly he nuzzled her neck and nibbled at her earlobe. Her hands came up to stroke the light brown hair on his neck. He led her towards the couch that was placed opposite the window against the white wall while he kept nuzzling her neck and shoulder. She moaned his name and tangled her fingers in his soft brown hair.
He dropped her on the couch. She gasped at his unexpected movements. She wanted this for so long...
He pulled her skirt a bit up that covered her legs till her knees. Then he crawled with his heavy body over her and let his rough fingers caress the soft skin of her thighs. She couldn't suppress the smile that formed on her lips when she heard him curse. He looked up at her with his eyes that were dark at that moment. He was looking almost angry and sounding too.
"Why did you have to wear tights in this hot weather." He had a quite disappointed look on his face. She smiled sweetly at him and pulled him up to her. When their noses were almost touching she said whispering.
"The weather is not hot... you are hot." She saw his lips curl up into a smile.
"I like that," he said in a husky voice and bowed forward again.
His arms found her waist, again her fingers were tangled in his hair. She was pressed tightly against him and was lying very uncomfortable, but didn't care a little about it. He nibbled first at her lips causing shivers ran down her spine. She was longing for so much more. Trowa deepened the kiss and slid his tongue into her small mouth. She closed her eyes and kissed him back with equal passion.
He coaxed her mouth into a tender kiss that was far form a rough one. When he broke away she breathed some much needed air in. She saw he was staring at her.
''What?" she asked. She sounded more irritated than that she really was. He stood up, never breaking his intense gaze with her.
"Nothing," he just said and offered her his hand to help her standing up.
Relena wanted to know why he'd stopped, but she didn't ask him anything. Instead, she pulled him again towards her and laid her arms around his neck. He grabbed her instantly pulling her soft body tightly against his. One corner of his mouth curled up before he seized her mouth with his own one.
It was maybe the longest kiss they'd ever shared. Relena sighed in pleasure when he broke away and kissed her neck. He made his way up to whisper in her ear. "Now, my little princess, let's do some work. And I don't mean this work. No, the serious work."
She clutched her arms tightly around his shoulders. "No... I don't want to," she said and shook determined her head. He began the nibble her ear.
"We'll have to," he tried to convince her.
She closed her eyes and moaned; she was loosing concentration. He was biting softly in her ear lobe. She loosened her grip on him and pulled away quickly from her. By the lost of the warmth of his body she stared disappointed at his chest. Didn't he want her as much as she wanted him? But she knew better. She looked up to meet his green eyes again. He wanted her. He wanted her badly, she knew. Then why...? Why had he always to stop so suddenly?
She sighed while looking away from his weirdly twinkling eyes. OK, he was right. It was time to work now, she guessed. "Fine Trowa, you'll have it as always your way." She walked towards her desk. Relena adjusted her clothes and hair while he was speaking.
"You have a meeting with Mr Brady in two minutes."
"What?" she shrieked. "No, not with him..." Sitting in her chair she laid her head on the table.
"Why? He's not that bad." He smirked. She lifted her head up to see his grinning face.
"You are lying, aren't you? Say that I don't have a meeting with him, please..." she asked him hopefully. He let out a sigh.
"I am afraid you have, my little princess." She greeted her teeth.
"Fine then. Oh, and what did you do with the other meeting I had earlier this morning?"
"I cancelled it," he said simply.
She smiled first thankfully to him. “That's kind of you. But why didn't you postpone this meeting than?”
He left her question ignored. “Well, my little princess, I'll have to go right now. Oh, and have fun with Brady.” he was heading to her cabin door now.
“Yeah, yeah, fun… Um, Trowa?”
“Yes?” he turned around to see her.
“I think, well… I think I'm going to fire Dorothy.” She saw his surprised expression. “I am serious about it.”
He lifted his eyebrows even more up then bent his head a little. Now she couldn't read his face fully. He suddenly turned around again and answered after long thinking. “Do what you want Relena. She is your secretary. But I'll advice you not to fire her till you have another one. It's only an advice. If you wish to do it else, do it. I won't bother you.”
Sometimes she couldn't just understand him completely. “You know I'll listen to you, Trowa. I know you want the best for me.”
She stared at his back, coz she wasn't able to see the look on his face. Relieved she saw him relax a bit. He eased his broad shoulders. But why washe so tensed? Unexpectedly he turned his head to her and winked at the blonde.
“I already knew you'll do it as I said. You trust me entirely, don't you?”
She smiled. “More than I do trust myself.”
“Okay than, I'll see you in the evening at eight at your home,” he winked again. “And don't be too mean to Brady, my little princess.” With these words he left her alone again.
She sighed when the phone rang knowing who it was.
“Mr Brady is here,” her secretary's cold voice reached her ears.
“Send him in.” She rolled her eyes and prepared herself for two hours of nagging.
-
“Stop… listen. I'll say it once more again. STOP!” Relena was doing her best not to become hysterical. “Please,” she pleaded her friend again. “Stop laughing like an idiot… everyone is looking at us.” It looked like her words weren't reaching the ears of her dear friend. “Hilde…” she'd lost all hope.
Everyone in the expensive restaurant was staring at the two girls. One blonde, beautiful girl whose cheeks were as red as tomatoes. She was pleading her friend to stop, hopelessly. The other girl, very pretty too, was laughing hard and wasn't totally caring about the people around her. She had short dark hair, just long enough to fall over her bare shoulders. She was looking quite drunk, as she was giggling there, though she wasn't at all.
Relena apologized to some people who were looking very angry and disturbed from their diner. “Hilde,” she called the other woman again.
“Okay, okay,” her friend was having tears in her eyes now. She sat a bit up. “O my god,” she sighed and giggled again a little. “I just can't believe it… You - you…”
“Believe it or believe it not,” Relena mumbled and sipped from her glass water. She wasn't feeling very hungry anymore. She shouldn't have told Hilde about `it.' It had ruined their diner, at least for her, and had spoilt her mood.
Hilde leaned back in her chair and stared at her friend. She had still a broad grin on her face. “I just can't… unbelievable that you, Relena Darlian,” she giggled again a little.
Relena looked annoyed back. “Cut it, Hilde.”
But she ignored Relena's words. “… You gave that fatty, that Brady bastard a punch right in his face.” She grinned. “I'm jealous, you know, I want to see - no, do it too. To that bas-” Some people coughed loudly and this time Hilde was wise enough to keep her mouth shut.
Relena glanced away. “He was getting on my nerves.”
“Yeah, yeah, just say that that bitch, slu- sorry…” Hilde apologized to an angry red-faced man. She continued after a sigh. “That secretary of yours, Dorothy, ruined your morning, your time with Trowa, didn't she? I guess that Brady joker helped her too.”
“Well, actually, no. Frankly, I don't even know why I'd to screw up things with Brady,” Relena confessed after long thinking. She glanced at her watch. “Shit, shit shit.”
“Bullshit,” Hilde interrupted her sipping from her glass wine.
She looked up to Hilde. “Thanks, yeah, right, bullshit” she said indistinctly.
“Say it aloud, or are you afraid?” Hilde said with crossed arms.
Relena stood promptly up. “Listen, I have to go. I well; I'd to meet Trowa at home at eight. I'm already one hour too late. I am so sorry Hilde, but I really have to go. I don't know, everything is going wrong after the engagement,” she stared at her fingers.
“Relena, don't say that. You've had just a bad day. Your engagement has nothing to do with it.”
Hilde didn't want an objection. Relena could hear it from her voice. “I guess you're right. This is the second time I'll be late-”
“Third time. You were late for our diner too.” Hilde interrupted her.
“I'm sorry, how could I make it up,” Relena pleaded.
“Just go now. Trowa must be tired of waiting for you. And Relena...”
“Hmm?” Relena turned round to face her friend again.
“Don't forget that you're the luckiest woman in the world that you've a man like Trowa.”
Relena smiled. “He's not my man yet.”
Her closest friend shook her head. She had a smile a her face too. “But he will be soon, very soon.”
-
Relena hurried to unlock the front door. Pagan must have let him inside. He knew Trowa.
She had a weird feeling in her stomach when she entered her house. When she came in the living room, she knew why. There was a man, sitting on the bench, who she couldn't recognize. He had dark mysterious eyes. Had Pagan let him in? Or...
Who was he?