Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Black Queen ❯ Revelations 1 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Violet_Nyte 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Drama / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.28.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 366 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Drama / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.28.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 366 | Status: Work In Progress
LSE // 11-28-02
(The Black Queen - Chapter Two: Revelations 1)
rated: PG13 - violence, language, content
shounen-ai/yaoi
Revelations 1
Quatre already called Relena, even before we left L4, so she's
expecting us. I think. I'm not sure what exactly he told her. Wait,
what did he tell her? What did they tell any of them? Someone must
have told them, about it, about six months ago, about Heero and I
disappearing.
"Heero," I call out, suddenly not wanting to enter the revolving
door
and face Relena, or any of them. "Heero..."
He looks at me, facial expression blank but eyes alert, "What is it?"
I can't admit my fears. Ah, inspiration! I drop to the ground quickly,
grabbing at my ankle. Thank you, Mister Gucci. The evil high heels
gleam as I hold one leg out, rubbing the ankle. I peer up to Heero
sheepishly, "I guess I'm not that talented after all."
He rolls his eyes and offers me a hand up. As we stand, I purposely
throw my ankle under, snapping the spike heel off as I stumble into
Heero's arms. "Baka!" he hisses without any real anger, assisting me
over to the bench.
"Ooo, I liked those shoes, too," I say mournfully. Outside, I can see
Relena's limousine. Fear grips my heart like ice. What will she think,
seeing me like this? It's okay for Heero to see me, to see Helen,
because he knows me, and knows why I'm...me. Relena might not know
about...
I absently rub at my lower arms, a gesture of stress I've developed.
"Heero," I say in the most neutral tone I can summon, "Does Relena
know what to expect?" I gesture to the broken shoes in Heero's hand.
"Hn. Quatre called her."
"Well, yes, but what did he say? Is she expecting Helen or.. Duo?" I
whisper the last part.
Heero's studying the shoe carefully, not meeting my eyes. Somehow,
I'm not that surprised when he pulls out some super-glue from a
pocket and starts to fix the broken heel. "Are you wondering what
excuse we gave for your sudden removal from life?"
Damn you, Heero Yuy. "Yes," I answer, trying not to betray my fear in
my voice. Again, I find myself rubbing at my arm, feeling through the
thin layer of my blouse to the uneven patches of scars, some better
healed than others. My scars. I look up to find Heero watching me,
cobalt eyes wary. I look away, "Does she know anything?"
"No."
"No?" I repeat in disbelief, eyes widening. "People just don't away
for six months, Heero. What, did you tell her I was on vacation? That
me and you were on some kinda honeymoon?" I'm angry. Why am I angry
at poor Heero? For what, protecting my spotted reputation?
I can just see Quatre, telling Relena, 'Duo went crazy and we had him
put in an institution, but his roommate killed a pair of orderlies
and he held one of the doctor's at knife point while escaping. He and
Heero fled to space together, isn't that perfectly darling?'
"Duo?"
Heero's voice shakes me from my wandering thoughts and I blink at him
in surprise. Has he been talking to me? "Duo," he repeats, "Quatre
told her that I needed some place to stay for a few nights. I
insisted on letting you decide on what, if anything, we should tell
her at this moment. Relena has been on diplomatic travels for the
past year. If it's...ah... too soon, you don't have to tell her
anything."
It's more than I've heard from Heero in a while. "Oh," I say meekly,
looking at the newly repaired shoe Heero's holding out to me. I
suddenly grim impishly, causing Heero to blink in surprise. "Relena
just thinks she's getting you for a guest?"
"Yes."
"I bet crafty Relena's thinking she can secure some quality Heero
time, eh?" I laugh at the stricken look on Heero's face. "Let's go. I
can't wait for Relena to meet Helen," I say gleefully, bounding up to
my feet and grabbing Heero's hand. I pause for a moment before the
revolving door, then push forward and out to meet Relena.
"Heero!" Relena calls, waving from her spot by the limo. Darkly
tinted windows, sleek white paint with gold details... Relena's
riding in style! Government style, at least.
It's daring, going to Relena's first thing, but I'll be untouchable
by the authorities. Who would dare accuse the darling Relena
Peacecraft, head of the whole dang government, of hiding little ol'
me? I'm starting to wonder if anyone's even looking for Duo Maxwell.
I'm sure that if I tried to return to Earth under that name something
would show up on my records, possibly death. They must think I'm dead
by now. Please, let them think me dead.
Seeing Relena voids my carefully constructed plans. I can't lie and
deceive her, even though I really want to. I can't let her think I'm
not really me.
Heero offers her a slight nod in greeting, but she doesn't let him
escape that easily. Relena tackles Heero into a hug, and I have to
conceal a laugh at the panicked look on his face. Detaching her from
around him, Heero gains some between them and says, "Relena, thank
you for coming."
"That's not even necessary, Heero Yuy! Don't you dare try and thank
me. This is what friends are... Oh," she says, seeing me hovering
nervously behind Heero. She blinks in confusion, looking closely at
me for a moment and then turning back to Heero. "Quatre didn't tell
me you were bring a...uh, friend," she says warily, one eyebrow
raised in a questioning manner.
"Relena, meet..." Heero starts to say, thinking I want to be Helen.
I step forward, cutting Heero off with the movement. And with a well-
placed heel. "Relena, it's me," I state simply in my normal voice.
Heero looks to me in surprise, then back to Relena, who has turned
the most lovely shade of white as she stares at me. "Duo?!" she
shrieks, breaking the stunned silence. I look around to see if anyone
heard her out burst while Heero all but shoves her into the car.
I get in as well and shut the door firmly, feeling safe behind the
dark windows. As soon as I said it I knew I should have waited.
Beside me, Relena's huffing furiously and gawking at me in shock.
"Duo!" she cries again, looking from Heero to me in complete
confusion. "I didn't think..you were...I mean... Are those real?" she
screeches, pointing to my breasts.
"What?" I say in surprise, looking down at them, "No! No, Relena,
it's not like that," I protest, feeling my cheeks turning crimson.
Christ, she thinks I'm a trans...eh!
"Duo's in disguise, Relena. His alias is Helen Solo, please use it
when we're in public," Heero intones in a perfect Heero way. Trust
Heero to sum everything up into three, neat little sentences. Thank
you, Mister Perfect Soldier.
"Disguise?" Relena repeats with much relief. Her forehead creases
with sudden confusion, "Why? You two aren't involved with anything...
illegal, are you?"
"No! I mean, not really. Kinda. Uhm, well... actually, in a way we
are... ah, Heero?" I plead, looking across the car's interior to him.
We're moving now, the oblivious driver taking us to Relena's royal
hovel.
"It's a long story," Heero says with a sigh.
He keeps it simple, leaving out the embarrassing and emotional parts.
I can tell Relena's dying of curiosity as to why I was in the mental
hospital to begin with, but Heero gratefully knows better than to say
why. He doesn't mention Natasha. Skips right over that entire
section. It's important, but at the same time it's not.
Through the whole thing I rub my arms, looking out the window to
watch the scenery. Even now it's very surreal to even think about
what happened. If it wasn't for the scars and the nightmares, I'd
deny the whole thing ever having taken place.
Of course, that's why I tried to do in the first place, and everyone
knows what spectacularly THAT worked. With my thumb, I trace over a
particularly wide scar, taking reassurance from the road map across
my arms.
Relena patiently holds her questions until the end, where she asks,
"So, why are you here?"
I jump in, "We're looking for someone. So, what do say, be a good
girl and let us stay? I know you were expecting a shackable Heero,
but..."
"What?!" Relena cries shrilly, cheeks flushing, "Duo, you're
infuriating! I was not even thinking of 'shacking' Heero!"
I grin foolishly at her as she admonishes me, and over her shoulder I
can see Heero's dark look. Not for what I said to Relena, but for how
I quickly and subtly changed the subject. He disapproves of this
whole thing. I can tell.
I meet his eyes and shrug slightly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author' s Notes: ...I hate Thanksgiving
Sorry this was kinda short, but the next section is enough for a full
chapter, so I had to cut this one off here to save room and... O_o
YAY! I already got a review! *skips around for joy* Thank you very
much for your support! Uhm, that's about it I guess. If you're at all
confused as to what's going on, please go and read the first story,
Completing the Silence, before reading the sequel. ^_^()
You can find it directly at violetnyte.fallenweb.net/silence or in my
profile at FFN or MM.org
Feel free to ask me any questions you may have!
Feedback/reviews are very much appreciated!
copyright 2002 - Gundam Wing and characters copyright other people.
LSE - "Violet" (ManzokuBiscuit@aol.com)
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http://violetnyte.fallenweb.net
(The Black Queen - Chapter Two: Revelations 1)
rated: PG13 - violence, language, content
shounen-ai/yaoi
Revelations 1
Quatre already called Relena, even before we left L4, so she's
expecting us. I think. I'm not sure what exactly he told her. Wait,
what did he tell her? What did they tell any of them? Someone must
have told them, about it, about six months ago, about Heero and I
disappearing.
"Heero," I call out, suddenly not wanting to enter the revolving
door
and face Relena, or any of them. "Heero..."
He looks at me, facial expression blank but eyes alert, "What is it?"
I can't admit my fears. Ah, inspiration! I drop to the ground quickly,
grabbing at my ankle. Thank you, Mister Gucci. The evil high heels
gleam as I hold one leg out, rubbing the ankle. I peer up to Heero
sheepishly, "I guess I'm not that talented after all."
He rolls his eyes and offers me a hand up. As we stand, I purposely
throw my ankle under, snapping the spike heel off as I stumble into
Heero's arms. "Baka!" he hisses without any real anger, assisting me
over to the bench.
"Ooo, I liked those shoes, too," I say mournfully. Outside, I can see
Relena's limousine. Fear grips my heart like ice. What will she think,
seeing me like this? It's okay for Heero to see me, to see Helen,
because he knows me, and knows why I'm...me. Relena might not know
about...
I absently rub at my lower arms, a gesture of stress I've developed.
"Heero," I say in the most neutral tone I can summon, "Does Relena
know what to expect?" I gesture to the broken shoes in Heero's hand.
"Hn. Quatre called her."
"Well, yes, but what did he say? Is she expecting Helen or.. Duo?" I
whisper the last part.
Heero's studying the shoe carefully, not meeting my eyes. Somehow,
I'm not that surprised when he pulls out some super-glue from a
pocket and starts to fix the broken heel. "Are you wondering what
excuse we gave for your sudden removal from life?"
Damn you, Heero Yuy. "Yes," I answer, trying not to betray my fear in
my voice. Again, I find myself rubbing at my arm, feeling through the
thin layer of my blouse to the uneven patches of scars, some better
healed than others. My scars. I look up to find Heero watching me,
cobalt eyes wary. I look away, "Does she know anything?"
"No."
"No?" I repeat in disbelief, eyes widening. "People just don't away
for six months, Heero. What, did you tell her I was on vacation? That
me and you were on some kinda honeymoon?" I'm angry. Why am I angry
at poor Heero? For what, protecting my spotted reputation?
I can just see Quatre, telling Relena, 'Duo went crazy and we had him
put in an institution, but his roommate killed a pair of orderlies
and he held one of the doctor's at knife point while escaping. He and
Heero fled to space together, isn't that perfectly darling?'
"Duo?"
Heero's voice shakes me from my wandering thoughts and I blink at him
in surprise. Has he been talking to me? "Duo," he repeats, "Quatre
told her that I needed some place to stay for a few nights. I
insisted on letting you decide on what, if anything, we should tell
her at this moment. Relena has been on diplomatic travels for the
past year. If it's...ah... too soon, you don't have to tell her
anything."
It's more than I've heard from Heero in a while. "Oh," I say meekly,
looking at the newly repaired shoe Heero's holding out to me. I
suddenly grim impishly, causing Heero to blink in surprise. "Relena
just thinks she's getting you for a guest?"
"Yes."
"I bet crafty Relena's thinking she can secure some quality Heero
time, eh?" I laugh at the stricken look on Heero's face. "Let's go. I
can't wait for Relena to meet Helen," I say gleefully, bounding up to
my feet and grabbing Heero's hand. I pause for a moment before the
revolving door, then push forward and out to meet Relena.
"Heero!" Relena calls, waving from her spot by the limo. Darkly
tinted windows, sleek white paint with gold details... Relena's
riding in style! Government style, at least.
It's daring, going to Relena's first thing, but I'll be untouchable
by the authorities. Who would dare accuse the darling Relena
Peacecraft, head of the whole dang government, of hiding little ol'
me? I'm starting to wonder if anyone's even looking for Duo Maxwell.
I'm sure that if I tried to return to Earth under that name something
would show up on my records, possibly death. They must think I'm dead
by now. Please, let them think me dead.
Seeing Relena voids my carefully constructed plans. I can't lie and
deceive her, even though I really want to. I can't let her think I'm
not really me.
Heero offers her a slight nod in greeting, but she doesn't let him
escape that easily. Relena tackles Heero into a hug, and I have to
conceal a laugh at the panicked look on his face. Detaching her from
around him, Heero gains some between them and says, "Relena, thank
you for coming."
"That's not even necessary, Heero Yuy! Don't you dare try and thank
me. This is what friends are... Oh," she says, seeing me hovering
nervously behind Heero. She blinks in confusion, looking closely at
me for a moment and then turning back to Heero. "Quatre didn't tell
me you were bring a...uh, friend," she says warily, one eyebrow
raised in a questioning manner.
"Relena, meet..." Heero starts to say, thinking I want to be Helen.
I step forward, cutting Heero off with the movement. And with a well-
placed heel. "Relena, it's me," I state simply in my normal voice.
Heero looks to me in surprise, then back to Relena, who has turned
the most lovely shade of white as she stares at me. "Duo?!" she
shrieks, breaking the stunned silence. I look around to see if anyone
heard her out burst while Heero all but shoves her into the car.
I get in as well and shut the door firmly, feeling safe behind the
dark windows. As soon as I said it I knew I should have waited.
Beside me, Relena's huffing furiously and gawking at me in shock.
"Duo!" she cries again, looking from Heero to me in complete
confusion. "I didn't think..you were...I mean... Are those real?" she
screeches, pointing to my breasts.
"What?" I say in surprise, looking down at them, "No! No, Relena,
it's not like that," I protest, feeling my cheeks turning crimson.
Christ, she thinks I'm a trans...eh!
"Duo's in disguise, Relena. His alias is Helen Solo, please use it
when we're in public," Heero intones in a perfect Heero way. Trust
Heero to sum everything up into three, neat little sentences. Thank
you, Mister Perfect Soldier.
"Disguise?" Relena repeats with much relief. Her forehead creases
with sudden confusion, "Why? You two aren't involved with anything...
illegal, are you?"
"No! I mean, not really. Kinda. Uhm, well... actually, in a way we
are... ah, Heero?" I plead, looking across the car's interior to him.
We're moving now, the oblivious driver taking us to Relena's royal
hovel.
"It's a long story," Heero says with a sigh.
He keeps it simple, leaving out the embarrassing and emotional parts.
I can tell Relena's dying of curiosity as to why I was in the mental
hospital to begin with, but Heero gratefully knows better than to say
why. He doesn't mention Natasha. Skips right over that entire
section. It's important, but at the same time it's not.
Through the whole thing I rub my arms, looking out the window to
watch the scenery. Even now it's very surreal to even think about
what happened. If it wasn't for the scars and the nightmares, I'd
deny the whole thing ever having taken place.
Of course, that's why I tried to do in the first place, and everyone
knows what spectacularly THAT worked. With my thumb, I trace over a
particularly wide scar, taking reassurance from the road map across
my arms.
Relena patiently holds her questions until the end, where she asks,
"So, why are you here?"
I jump in, "We're looking for someone. So, what do say, be a good
girl and let us stay? I know you were expecting a shackable Heero,
but..."
"What?!" Relena cries shrilly, cheeks flushing, "Duo, you're
infuriating! I was not even thinking of 'shacking' Heero!"
I grin foolishly at her as she admonishes me, and over her shoulder I
can see Heero's dark look. Not for what I said to Relena, but for how
I quickly and subtly changed the subject. He disapproves of this
whole thing. I can tell.
I meet his eyes and shrug slightly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author' s Notes: ...I hate Thanksgiving
Sorry this was kinda short, but the next section is enough for a full
chapter, so I had to cut this one off here to save room and... O_o
YAY! I already got a review! *skips around for joy* Thank you very
much for your support! Uhm, that's about it I guess. If you're at all
confused as to what's going on, please go and read the first story,
Completing the Silence, before reading the sequel. ^_^()
You can find it directly at violetnyte.fallenweb.net/silence or in my
profile at FFN or MM.org
Feel free to ask me any questions you may have!
Feedback/reviews are very much appreciated!
copyright 2002 - Gundam Wing and characters copyright other people.
LSE - "Violet" (ManzokuBiscuit@aol.com)
Email me to join my Update ML!
http://violetnyte.fallenweb.net