Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Revolving Peace ❯ Twelfth February AC 175 (Part Two) ( Chapter 2 )

Revolving Peace

Twelfth of February AC 175 (Part Two)

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Heero Yuy

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Heero looked into the large, floor length mirror focusing on the bow tie that his fingers were attempting to twist into the right ties. Heero decided that the small piece of material was evil and was bent on war. Refusing to move into their proper place, they wriggled out of his fingers and lay, slightly crumpled, and not in their correct space and position.

Frowning at this mockery directed at him. Jerking his bow tie sideways in a vain effort to oversee it to it's formal, elaborate whereabouts. This failed; a choked sigh of impatience escaped form his lips. Heero didn't know why he was failing so. He could do a normal tie snappily and with ease. This was a problem indeed then.

"Here, let me do it," Miss Halifax spoke up quietly and slipped in front of Heero, close to his body. Heero could feel her warmth surround him. Her perfume while strong and powerful like Miss Halifax herself, still delicately wound its scent around.

Heero stepped back and then froze staring above her head stiffly. Her fingers grab the bow tie tightly and begin to tie it slowly and with great care and with measured moments. Miss Halifax stays focused on her task, eyes stay firmly affixed on her work.

Walking back behind him she smiles tightly, thinly and says, "There. Much better. We had better be going now. The Winners are keen supporters of yours and are holding this party for you; this will help us win over many people, as the Winners are influential people in the colonies. Very influential. And after all you are the guest of honor, so you should not be late."

She slips on her coat; a firm fitting charcoal gray one. Reaching into the wardrobe she picked out a matching black coat to go with his black and white attire.

"Yes, let's," Taking the coat out of her hands Heero flashed a brief smile at Miss Halifax.

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The Peacecrafts

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Sabine scanned the ball room, looking for her husband. Locating him she rushed over and smiled winsomely at the gentlemen he was engaged in conversation with. They greeted her politely and she responded to the gentlemen. Through Sabine had not a clue whoever they were. Eventually they excused them selves and Sabine and Nikolas were alone together within the event of the era.

"I have some intriguing gossip about some things!" She lightly said. A small smile flitting across her face.

Nikolas turned to her and lifted one hand to his lips and kissed her hand softly before gently letting go. "Do tell."

"It certainly is a grand occasion." Sabine murmured, silk petticoats rustling under a beaded over dress. Sabine placed a white gloved hand on her husband's arm. Looking at him under her eyelashes for a moment she shook her head wryly, "Such a grand occasion..." she whispered.

The ball room was lit brightly with many candles as well as electricity lighting up the enormous room. Large crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Candles were displayed artfully around the room. The whole effect was one of golden radiance. Honeyed light was everywhere and softened the harder features.

Nikolas nodded and added, "The Winners have certainly spared nothing for this affair. And with their grand resources they have created a lovely view." The king smiled toward his wife. "And as you said this is a grand occasion. I shall certainly hope that peace can be achieved because of the mingling of guests. I notice there are several Earth military officers here at this gathering. Almost as many as there are peace dignities."

"Yes there are many peace dignities but have you noticed who is standing over there?" Raising her arms slightly and waving her arm in a general direction. "He is the son Noventa. Do you know who Noventa might be?"

"I do, who doesn't? He has been among the few that have been rising very quickly through the ranks of the military. He is said to be a genius in the... art of war. A very skilled man. I have not met with the man but I have heard some startling good reports of him, for a military man that is. I have not heard much of his son." Nikolas raised his eyes questionably at Sabine.

"Noventa's son is said to be a more peaceful man and has not followed his father's path into the military. He has instead been building up the family business."

"Family business?"

"Agriculture. They grow grapes for wines. Some very fine wines indeed. He is also one of the dominating the importing and exporting between the colonies and Earth. He is unmarried, through there are rumors that he is looking for a wife. There are also other less... peaceful ventures."

"Really... such as?" Nikolas leaned into his wife slightly. This was not gossip but important information. While pertaining to be light and airing it was quite a serious conversation.

"Oh, weapons! The silly dears!" Sabine gave a tinkling laugh, waving a hand in the air, dismissing. "What in heavens could they have use for this? I wonder... Hmm. What could Noventa's son be doing here? Not a military man! Not a politician! He is not a serious enough contender for any economic position in these events. So why is he here?"

"What, darling queen of mine," Nikolas was playing his part too, "Is Noventa's son named?"

Laying a hand in horror on her chest she exclaimed, "Oh dear heavens! Didn't I tell you?" At Nikolas's shaken head, she muttered, "Apparently not." Sabine smiled slowly. "His full name is

Dominic Noventa."

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Dominic Noventa

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Taking a sip of the deep, rich wine, Dominic savoured the taste before slowly letting the liquid slide down his throat. The flavour already had erupted in his mouth but with the eventual release into his throat his sense were alit with many different tastes and textures.

Dominic had admitted to himself that he had a faint interest and love for wine.

The Winners had spared no expense on the array of wines. Waiter, all in white and with plain and bland faces on, walked around the room offering glasses of the finest wines. Dominic had even tasted some of his own wines and had felt a surge of pride as the liquid had been drown slowly and with great glee.

Opening his eyes, his mouth went dry. The thirst that had been quenched by the delicious wine was now as ravenous as ever, but now for something else. Dominic's mouth parted slightly as he gazed at the woman. His eyes bulged outwards, pupils dilating with mixed emotions. Dominic was instantly surprised at this woman, she was like no other. And he was reacting differently because of her.

Dominic hands were clammy and the wine glass was in danger of falling to the ground. He stepped forward slightly, without even consciously realizing so. Dominic tries to regain control of his sense and tightened his grip on the glass.

Breathing hastily and took a deep, shuddering breath and with some effort tried to calm himself. Dominic succeeded to some degree. Stepping back, and drawing his eyes away from the silver clad woman.

She certainly was something.

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Leiko Kaida Halifax

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Leiko was bored. This occasion had excellent security. While Leiko knew she should be pleased about this fact, and inwardly she was, as Heero Yuy's safety was a top priority for her. But there was this sense of boredom. Even through she had been invited she could not help that she was not needed here. Heero was in sight and Leiko had been carefully following no matter what his previous orders had been. Sometimes his safety had to come ahead of his wants.

There were no glitches in this elaborate security. No one had possession of a gun and nor would they be aloud. The Winners had enlisted in some complex, but most of all, invisible metal detectors. There was also... other security measures.

Signaling a wandering waiter, Leiko surveyed the small appetizers with dismay. Then picked up three of the tiny yet expensive biscuits. She hadn't eaten for most of this day, too preoccupied with Heero's insistence for a public rally and getting Heero and herself ready for this affair. She had nearly force fed Heero but had been too concerned about him to worry about herself. Nearly inhaling one of them, she slowly ate the other two, not listening to the demands of her stomach. For the time at least. There were plenty of waiters here.

The creamy taste of the cheese and some sort of spice and a trace of pepper engulfed her mouth. She closed her eyes briefly, before she stood to attention and glanced for Heero. Still in same place he was before, only with more people listening in. Good, Leiko thought.

Now for waiter hunting.

"Excuse me, miss?" a voice, a man's voice Leiko confirmed, asked her.

Stifling a groan, Leiko hung her head slightly before turning around stiffly but quickly and asked, "What is it?" She was hungry and she just noticed some salmon dishes that looked quite delectable.

The man, blonde, medium height with brown eyes and a healthy figure Leiko recorded in an instant, quirked an eyebrow at her gruffness and resumed speaking, "My name is Dominic Noventa. I noticed you standing on your own and thought you might need some company." This man was a Noventa? Leiko narrowed her eyes, a soldier or related then. This was not good. She preferred not to get involved with soldiers, unless the situation required it. This was not the case.

"No. I don't need company at all. No thank you." She began to walk closer to the moving Heero when she felt a sweaty palm clamp around her bare arm. Leiko instantly tensed and spun wildly about, yanking her arm away.

"I'm sorry, miss...? I don't believe that you gave me your name. What is your name fair lady?" He was smiling at her in a manner that Leiko didn't care for. That look was almost a leer to Leiko. She glared at him. "It would be terribly rude not to give me your name." Once again he smiled, this time however with a pleading edge to the smile.

"Fine. My name is Leiko Kaida Halifax. There, I gave you my name. Now I am leaving. Please don't socialize with me again or I will call security. Understand?" Shooting was last frustrated glare at him Leiko stalked away.

The nerve of that man! How dare he touch me! We didn't even know each other, not formally or as acquaintances. He is certainly one of the rudest people I have ever met.

Lifting her head, Leiko was now merely meters away from Heero she grabbed a tray off a waiter and started stuffing her face full of those delectable salmon spread. Leiko then moved on to the delicate fairy, sugary pieces.

Dominic Noventa was a stupid, lecherous man. Leiko hoped she would never meet him again.

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