Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Wake the Dead ❯ To the End ( Chapter 1 )

Wake the Dead


Summary: Nine years since the final war everyone involved has a new life. But were the choices they made the right ones? And, if not, how can they live with the consequences? Drama, angst. 1xR, 1x2, more to be announced. Song fic, shonen ai.

A/N: Okay, I got this idea after listening to the My Chemical Romance album, Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge. Every chapter will include a song from the album. Cool idea, ne? The first chapter is titled the same as the song "To the End." Enjoy!!!


To the End


He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb.
He's always choking from the stench and the fume.
The wedding party all collapsed in the room.
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom.
Let's go down!

Heero supposed he should be paying attention. This was important to Relena. He should be supporting her. After all, she had gone through a lot of trouble to get their home ready for this event. She had organized the decorations, the catering and written the guest list. She had gone out and spent who knew what on a pretty new dress for the event. Heero even knew it was a Chanel, vintage. She had spent hours getting ready, and she did look quite beautiful. Her hair was pulled up into a fancy bun, her makeup was flawless and left her looking fresh and pretty. In the past few years her looks had matured. She no longer was a girl, but a woman of twenty five.

And now, all of her hard work was being tested by a caterer that claimed she had only ordered fifty crab cakes, and not one hundred and fifty. It was a small thing. Many of the guests probably wouldn't worry about how many crab cakes there were. There was plenty of other food to eat, after all. But it was important to Relena that there be enough for everyone. And Relena was his wife. So, for all of these reasons Heero supposed he should be paying attention to their conversation. He supposed he should put in that he knew she ordered one hundred and fifty crab cakes because he'd been in the room when she made the phone call.

But, he just couldn't bring himself to care.

"I'm sorry about the mistake madam, but I swear you only ordered fifty," the pudgy caterer said for the tenth time.

Relena sighed in exasperation. "This isn't getting us anywhere. Is there anyway you can get one hundred more crab cakes on short notice?"

"On this short of notice? Well, I don't know. Let me talk to my supervisor," the man said and walked away.

Relana only nodded. "It would mean a lot to me." And she watched the man disappear into the kitchen.

Heero felt her eyes on him after the man left. He resigned himself to pretend he didn't notice for a while longer as he watched the finishing touches be put on everything in the ballroom. Finally he turned to look at her and gave a tight smile. "Everything will be fine."

She nodded and smiled prettily. "Yes, I know."

"Is there anything I can help with?" Heero asked after another moment of her eyes on him.

She shook her head lightly. "No, you just enjoy yourself. This party is for all of you."

Heero nodded absently. "Yes, I'm sure we'll enjoy it."

Relena leaned up and kissed him gently on the cheek and Heero leaned down slightly to let her. It was automatic now. Like how he'd been programed to load and fire almost any weapon. He would bend and let her kiss him. Or he would bend to kiss her. It was almost like walking or breathing. He didn't even think about it anymore.

"I'm going to go check on everything one last time," she said. "The guests should be arriving soon."

"Yes," Heero said and watched as she moved across the room, her pale lavender dress swishing on the floor as she walked.

This elevator only goes up to ten.
He's not around he's always looking at men.
Down by the pool he doesn't have many friends.
As they are.
Face down and bloated.
Snap a shot with the lens.

Heero stood there and watched as the pudgy caterer told his wife something that made her frown. He guessed the idea of one hundred more crab cakes on such short notice had been an unreasonable request. Not that it mattered. Heero didn't even like crab cakes. He waited for another few minutes as the last few people organizing the tables disappeared behind the scenes, and then he walked toward the front doors to watch their guests arrive.

Relena had hired a valet company for the night. Heero watched the men in well fitting black slacks open doors and drive away with the owner's cars. Most of them were quite good looking and young. Heero laughed at himself for such a funny thought. They were probably only a few years younger than he was. But it wasn't how old you were, it was how old you felt. And Heero felt as if he were at least middle aged, if not older.

"Excuse me," a female voice asked Heero and he glanced over. A young woman stood there with a tray of glasses balanced on her hand. "Champagne?"

Heero took one and sipped it slowly without saying a word to the girl. He could use the drink. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to make if through a night like this without one or more. As he sipped the light bubbly alcohol he adjusted his tie and suit sleeves. No matter what he never thought he'd get used to the monkey suit. It just wasn't him. Of course, he'd never tell Relena that. He'd never tell her that he'd rather sit in his den and type away on his computer then come down and drown in memories. Memories he wasn't even sure he wanted. Memories he wasn't sure he should have. He wasn't supposed to have even lived this long. He should have died in the war, but there he was. Alive and watching strangers and old friends filter into his home.

He watched a few more people arrive before sinking back into the shadows and retreating outside. The back yard was large with a lovely garden and a huge pool. But for now the garden was dead and it had been a couple of months since the pool had been used. If it had been summer, Heero knew Relena would have had the party by the pool. But, it was December and the weather permitted that the party be held inside.

Heero strolled around the pool as he finished his glass of Champagne. As he was taking his last sip the cell phone in his pocket started to ring. He took the time to finish his sip before pulling the phone out and pressing the talk button.

"Yeah?" he said.

"Just thought I'd call to let you know I don't think I'm gonna come," the voice on the other end said.

Heero sighed and took a deep breath. "I would really like it if you could. Why don't you want to come?"

"Come on, Heero. I just don't feel like seein' everyone, you know? Plus, I'm a bit busy."

"But you came all the way to Earth," Heero argued gently, "it'd be a waste if you didn't show up."

Heero heard a sigh on the other end. He hoped he was getting through. He really didn't want to be alone tonight.

"All right. But I'll probably be a little late."

"Do you want me to come pick you up?" Heero asked.

The person on the other end was silent for a moment. "I'll call you back and let you know, okay?"

"That's fine," Heero said. "I'll see you."

"Yeah," the voice said and Heero clicked off the phone.

If you marry me.
Will you bury me?
Will you carry me to the end?
So say goodbye to the vows you take.
And say goodbye to the life you make.
And say goodbye to the heart you break.
And all the cyanide you drank.

"Heero?" Relena called from the door.

Heero looked up and called back. "Yeah?"

"Oh," she said and stepped into the cold night air. "I thought you might be out here. Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine," Heero said and walked toward her. "Has everyone arrived yet?" he asked although he knew the answer. It's funny how you do that when there is nothing else to say.

"No, but it's hardly past seven," she said and tried to smile.


He nodded and noticed the goose bumps on her shoulders. "You should go back inside."

Relena nodded and took the empty glass out of his hand. "Are you coming?" she asked as she turned.

"Yes," Heero said, "in a minute."

He watched her turn back into the house and disappear around the corner. Then he looked back at the pool, the shiny surface reflected the clear night sky. And, for one fleeting moment, Heero swore he could see the whole universe there. As he watched the tiny lights of stars farther away then most people can imagine, he dipped his hand into the pool and threw the whole thing into chaos.

She keeps a picture of the body she lends.
Got nasty blisters from the money she spends.
She got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz.
She drives at 90 by the barbies and kens.

Relena stopped by the kitchen on her way back to the ballroom and gently put the glass by the sink. She then hurried back to the party and plastered a warm smile on her pink lips.

She watched Dr. Sally Po arrive and made her way over to greet the woman.

"I'm so happy you could make it, Dr. Po," she said and shook her hand.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world Relena, and please call me Sally. You look absolutely stunning."

Relena blushed modestly. "Thank you. You look very beautiful yourself."

Sally gave her a shrug and a smile that implied she knew the younger woman was humoring her. She hardly had the income to afford anything as lovely as Relena's gown. "Where's your husband?" she asked.

"Oh, he's around. You know Heero," was all Relena really had to say. It was enough to get people to stop asking questions without reveling any real information. "Where's your partner?"

"Well, I don't keep tabs on him constantly," she said and smiled. "But I know he's coming. We talked about it the other day."

"Good," Relena said and let a genuine smile over take the fake one. "I was hoping he wouldn't be too busy."

"I don't think anything is too important to miss this. Even Quatre's taking time off to come."

Relena nodded. "I just hope everyone enjoys themselves."

Sally shook her head. "We will," she said and smiled. "Is it an open buffet?"

"Yes," Relena said and smiled,"please help yourself."

"Good. I'm starving," Sally said and walked away.

Relena watched her go for a moment and then turned back to greet more guests.

If you ever say never too late.
I'll forget all the diamonds you ate.
Lost in coma and covered in cake.
Increase the medications.
Share the vows at the wake.

"Mrs. Yuy?" a woman asked and Relena turned around.

"Yes?" she said and smiled.

"I knew it had to be you, Relena. You look just like a queen," the woman said with a small smile on her red lips.

"Dorothy," Relena said with a slight warning in her voice. "You look lovely as well. What is that? Versace?"

Dorothy gave a small twirl to show off the form fitting red dress that clung to her favorite assets. "You do have an eye for designers. Who is that? I know I've seen it before."

"Chanel," Heero said quietly and stepped beside his wife.

Relena nodded and smiled. "Yes."

Dorothy nodded approvingly and smirked at Heero. "What a good little husband you are."

Heero gave her a small glare and a shrug. "I'm going to go say hello to some people," he informed Relena. "I'm glad you could make it, Ms. Catalonia."

Dorothy just gave a small laugh, and Relena watched her husband walk away.

"I never thought anyone could train Heero Yuy. You've really done a good job, Relena."

Relena shook her head. "I didn't train him."

"Did he buy you those earrings? I don't think I've ever seen you wear them before," she said and lightly touched one of the diamonds dangling from Relena's ear.

Relena blushed lightly. "No, I bought them."

"Hmm," Dorothy said and gave a disapproving shake of her head while stroking a line of jewels around her own neck. "That's not a good sign when your own husband doesn't buy you jewelry."

Relena gave a small laugh. "That just isn't Heero's style. I don't need the jewelry anyway. I have plenty already."

Dorothy raised a meticulously groomed eyebrow. "Then why did you buy those?"

"Please Dorothy," Relana said and patted the other woman's hand. "I should go greet some other guests. I'm so happy you could make it. Please enjoy yourself."

Dorothy nodded and smirked. "Do what you must."

Relena smiled slightly and hurried away, hoping her old friend didn't notice she was blushing.

If you marry me.
Will you bury me?
Will you carry me to the end?
So say goodbye to the vows you take.
And say goodbye to the life you make.
And say goodbye to the heart you break.
And all the cyanide you drank.

Heero was on his second glass of Champagne as he watched Relena hurry away from Dorothy. He never really liked that woman. He didn't trust her, and didn't think he ever would. But, she was one of Relena's dearest friends. So, he said nothing. Whether it was out of kindness or out of habit, he wasn't sure.

"Relena really has gone all out, hasn't she?"

Heero glanced over and looked at the man standing next to him. His hair was still long, but he had the good sense to put it in a ponytail. "Yes."

"She must have gone to a lot of work. How long did she spend planning this?" he asked without ever looking at his brother-in-law.

"About eight months," Heero said.

Milliardo chuckled slightly. "I think that's longer than she took to plan your wedding."

Heero nodded and took a sip of his drink.

"She looks beautiful tonight."

Heero glanced around the room until he spotted a woman with shoulder length black hair in a blue dress. "So does Noin. I think this is the first time I've ever seen her in a dress."

"Me too," Milliardo said with a straight face and walked away to greet his baby sister.

Heero felt the familiar buzzing in his jacket pocket and pulled the phone out before the second ring.

"Yeah?"

"Uh, you can come and pick me up. I don't wanna waste the money on a cab."

"Right," Heero said. "I'll be right over."

"See ya."

Heero quickly finished his drink and placed the phone back in his pocket. Then he took a deep breathe and walked toward his wife.

So say goodbye to the vows you take.
And say goodbye to the life you make.
And say goodbye to the heart you break.
And all the cyanide you drank.
So say goodbye to the last parade
And walk away as the parties fade.
And the choice you made.
To the end.

Relena smiled as her brother approached. "Milliardo," she said and gave him a gentle hug.

He patted her back and smiled. "Everything looks beautiful. Including you."

She smiled and rubbed his arm. "You look good, too. And Noin looks beautiful."

He nodded and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll let you get back to your guests. Thank you for doing this, Relena."

She nodded and let him walk away.

"He's here," Dorothy said and stood beside Relena with a glass of Champagne in one hand and a crab cake in the other.

"Who?" Relena asked and looked toward the doors.

"Chang," Dorothy said and quickly stepped away before Relena had the chance to say anything.

Relena had just spotted the Chinese ex-Gundam pilot when Heero placed a hand on her shoulder. "I've got to step out for a few minutes."

She glanced at him. "What do you have to do?"

"Pick someone up," he said simply and moved his hand so subtly off of her shoulder she doubted whether it had ever been there to began with.

Relena nodded and gave a small smile. "Please hurry back. We can't start without you."

Heero nodded and felt himself lean over and give her a small kiss before walking toward the door.