Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Of Laptops & Love Letters ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

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~ I made it! Here's this week's chapter! It's perhaps not as funny as other chapters, but it's got some mush... Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: The usual. I own nothing but the plot.

Of Laptops & Love Letters

Chapter Five

By: Penybright

Heero blinked, Zechs scowled, Relena bit her lip in anxiety, and then all hell broke loose. Zechs lunged forward, tackling Heero to the floor. Heero brought his fist up to connect with Zechs jaw. Zechs reciprocated by slamming his fist into Heero's face. Zechs pulled back his arm to hit Heero again, but it was caught by someone.

"Millardo Peacecraft! Get off him at once!" Relena demanded, tugging on her brother's arm.

"But..."

"You didn't even let us explain," Relena huffed irritably.

Reluctantly, Relena's brother got off of Heero, backing slowly away, his fists clenched. Heero sat up, gingerly raising a hand to his bloody, and probably broken, nose. Relena left the room and returned seconds later, a box of tissues in hand. Glaring at her brother, she walked over to Heero and knelt on the floor beside him.

"Let me see," she said softly, pulling his hand away. She critically studied his nose and came to a conclusion.

"It's broken," Relena sighed. "Here," she said, handing him a tissue as she helped him to a chair. She then turned her attention to a fuming Millardo.

"If you would have let us explain, you wouldn't be so upset. I wanted Heero to dance with me last night, but he was being as taciturn as ever. So, I tried to drag him onto the dance floor. Unfortunately, he wasn't expecting me to tug so hard, and we both fell."

"So he didn't try anything?"

"Millardo, even if he did try something, I'm the one who would decide whether or not to deck him. Is that clear?"

"Relena..."

"No. I'm not having this happen again."

"... All right."

"Good. Don't you have somewhere to be?"

"Yes. Can we talk later? I really am sorry about this. It's just that..."

"I know, you're a little on the overprotective side," Relena smiled.

Millardo nodded before turning and letting himself out. Relena sighed heavily and sat down beside Heero.

"You should have a doctor look at that you know."

Heero glared at Relena. Relena couldn't help the laughter that bubbled out.

"You look hilarious when you glare with a bloody tissue sticking out your nose!"

Heero was saved from further embarrassment when Pagan entered, informing Relena that she had a phone call. Relena excused herself, still laughing at Heero's expense.

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A while later, after Heero had cleaned himself up, he went looking for Relena. He hadn't seen her since she took the phone call that morning. After about fifteen minutes of searching, he found her. She was curled up on a plush love seat in one of her many studies. Heero quietly entered the room, not wishing to disturb her. As he neared her prone form, he noticed her tear streaked face. He knelt on the floor beside her, reaching a shaky hand up to brush back strands of gold that were stuck to her face.

Watery aquamarine eyes fluttered open. Heero jerked his hand away, preparing to bolt from the room.

"Heero?"

'Damn, he was caught.'

"Yes?"

Relena slid off the love seat and into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Heero swallowed thickly, his arms frozen at his sides. He shuddered when Relena buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"Hold me, please?" she pleaded, as he felt wet tears against his neck.

Numbly, Heero wrapped his arms around her, cradling her like a newborn.

"What... happened," Heero asked at last, finally finding his voice.

"T- Terry broke up with me because of... because of the newspaper picture. He said some awful things, and... and I'm being threatened again..."

Relena was being threatened? By who? Why hadn't he been told? No wonder she was jumpy all the time.

"I won't let anything happen to you, I promise," Heero assured her. "And... and I'm here if you... ever need someone to talk to."

Relena sniffled, and he could feel her smile against his neck.

"Thank you," she whispered, snuggling against him. "You're far nicer than you lead people to believe."

Heero didn't have a response for that. He did, however, light up like a Christmas bulb when she snuggled closer. If she kept this up, he was going to pass out. He felt a little faint at the moment already.

"Way to go Heero!" Duo whistled as he walked in on the unsuspecting two. He made a mental note to aquire the surveillance tape for the room. If possible, Heero turned even redder.

"Duo, I'm going to kill you," Heero threatened, attempting to get up. Heero found he couldn't move with Relena in his arms.

"I'm not letting you get anymore broken bones today," Relena explained while trying to compose herself. Heero glowered at his so-called friend. Duo only smiled wider.

"I dropped by to tell you that Lady Une needs you to stop by Headquarters for some documents."

"Why didn't she just send them over with you?"

Duo shrugged.

"Are you two lovebirds going to stay like that all day?" he teased, enjoying the discomfort he was causing Heero. Relena disentangled herself from Heero and stood up. Heero instantly mourned the loss of her warmth. He felt so cold without her... Picking himself up, he grabbed Duo's arm and pulled him out of the room. Relena smiled as she watched the two of them.

Outside, in the hallway, Heero was having a heated conversation with Duo.

"If you say one word about this..."

"But you two are so cute together!"

"Duo, I am very close to causing you sever physical harm," Heero growled.

"All right, all right! I won't tell a soul."

"You promise?"

"I promise. Heero, you should really tell her how you feel."

Heero looked sharply at Duo.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid with me soldier boy. I've read all those documents on your laptop. What's holding you back?"

"I... I don't--- If she rejected me, I don't know what I'd do," Heero said, glancing uneasily at the study door. "I don't want her to feel pity for me either."

"You've got it bad," Duo said, shaking his head. "I never would have thought of you as the shy type though," he mused.

"She's happy, that's all that matters."

"Is she really happy?" Duo asked, becoming serious. Heero didn't answer, he only stared blankly at the door.

"I'll give you twenty-four hours to confess, or I'm going to help the process along myself."

"Duo," Heero warned, turning back to face his friend, only to discover he was gone.

~ Uh-oh! Duo's going to "help"? Heero will be lucky to make it through the next few chapters without a nosebleed... Oh, so evil... *cackles*