Author's Note: Well, this is my first stab at a fanfic. Please review and
let me know what you think =)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters no matter how much I wish I did. Credit also goes to the creators of the musical "Jekyll and Hyde" which is where the song that is in this chapter comes from. It is called "Who I Am".
And it began to rain.
The waves crashed upon the dark sand as the rain and wind buffeted the
freighters in the harbor. Along one of the dark, narrow streets sat "The
Red Rat". The bar was a refuge for those who wished to forget about
everything and everyone. The counter decorated the north wall of the room,
opposite the small stage. Dim booths sat along the edges while small tables
were set in the middle of the floor.
At the farthest edge of the counter he sat. His disheveled brown hair swept
across his forehead, his prussian eyes intense. He lightly traced the rim of
the shot glass in front of him. The bar tender walked over with a bottle in
his hand.
Bar tender: What me to fill 'er up?
The man's hand moved the glass towards the bottle, staring at the amber
liquid. He tossed the contents down his throat, set the glass down, along
with money, and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, a hand clapped
down on his shoulder.
Duo: Hey Heero! What's up?
Heero: Hello, Duo.
Duo plopped into a chair, flipping his braid behind him.
Duo: Pull up a chair and sit by me, mon ami. Ha, I'm a poet and I didn't
know it.
Heero just rolled his eyes and reluctantly sat down. Duo waved at the bar
tender.
Duo: Come on! Let's fill up this glass!
After he downed the entire glass, he smacked his lips, and sighed. Duo: Ahhhh. Feels good to sit down and put my feet up. He decided to ignore the dirty looks Heero was throwing in his direction.
On the stage, a small band was setting up their instruments. As soon as
they were ready, a young woman wearing a beaded black dress walked up to the
microphone. She signaled the pianist to start playing. She opened her
mouth and started to sing, her sultry voice filling the air.
Look at me and tell me
Who I am.
Why I am what I am.
Call me a fool and it's true, I am.
I don't know who I am.
Heero gripped his glass tighter, trying to ignore the words that penetrated
into his soul but he couldn't keep asking himself that exact same question:
who was he?
Am I the face of the future?
Am I the face of the past?
Am I the one who must finish last?
Duo, in the meantime, was having a grand time catcalling and trying to catch
the singer's eye.
Nobody knows.
Not even you.
No one knows who I am.
Finally, Heero couldn't stand it anymore. He threw down his glass and
stomped out of the hot bar. Outside, the rain still poured from the sky.
Heero started off down the street, his hair plastering to his neck. Duo
came running up, huffing and puffing.
Duo: Sheesh, Heero. Why did you leave?
Heero: I have plans.
Duo: Oh? And what plans might those be?
Heero: I've been asked to be a guard at the Peacecraft mansion tonight for
their spring social gathering.
Duo's eyes grew wide.
Duo: Oh frick!!! I'm supposed to take Hilde to that! AHHHH!!!! Uh,
Heero, I need to go. See ya at the mansion.
And off he ran. Heero shook his head at the vanishing braid then continued
on his way, slowly walking through the rain, arriving home with only a few
minutes to shower and change his clothing. An hour later, he stood at the bottom of the grand staircase inside the Peacecraft mansion, dressed in a sleek black tuxedo with a small blood red rose in one lapel. His watchful eyes darted to each corner of the room, constantly making sure there was no one to ruin the party. As the orchestra finished playing, the dancers parted. Heero felt his heart speed up ever so
slightly.
Heero: Relena.
There she stood, elegantly dressed in a light blue dress, her hair up in a
simple knot. The simplicity suited her. Suddenly she turned and saw him,
her eyes twinkling. She gave him a soft smile, said something to her
companions, and started walking towards him.
Relena: Hello, Heero.
Heero: Hello...Relena.
Relena blushed slightly as he said her name, making her more pretty than she
had been just seconds before. Heero realized he was staring and quickly
diverted his gaze.
Relena: I'm so glad you could come.
Heero: I was asked to help protect you. That is the only reason I am here.
Relena bit her lip, as if to keep herself from saying something regrettable.
She looked at him, that cold boy who stood in front of her. Just then, the
orchestra began playing a waltz. Relena held out her hand.
Relena: Come on.
Heero looked at her uncertainly.
Heero: What?
Relena: Dance with me.
Heero: No.
Relena pursed her lips.
Relena: Why not?
Heero: I'm here to protect you.
Relena: Exactly. What better way to protect me then to dance with me?
Heero: Relena--
Relena: I won't take no for an answer.
She grasped his hand and he reluctantly followed her on to the dance floor.
Heero: I don't know how to dance.
Relena: Then I'll lead.
She placed one of his hands on her waist, noting with delight that his face
turned slightly red. Relena placed one hand on his shoulder and with the
other, held on to his.
Relena: Okay. Just follow me and do what I do.
Heero tried to follow her but found himself stumbling for the umpteenth
time. Relena just laughed.
Relena: Just don't think about it.
He looked into her beautiful eyes and suddenly felt that the entire world no
longer existed. It was just him and Relena. A tap on the shoulder brought
him back to reality. He looked at Relena. Her eyebrow was cocked in
surprise. Heero turned and saw a man dressed in a tacky pink tuxedo. The
stranger held out his hand to Relena.
Fare: Miss Peacecraft. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Saerio
Fare. May I have this dance?
Relena looked at him in surprise.
Relena: Well, I'm already--
Fare grabbed her hand and dragged her away from Heero. He smirked as he
looked back at Heero, whose eyes stared hard at Fare.
Fare: So, who's the ruffian you were dancing with?
Relena looked at him angrily.
Relena: His name is Heero Yuy. And he is not a ruffian.
Fare: So, who is he?
Relena: He is a...friend of my brother's. Now, mind your own business.
Fare moved her closer to him. Relena instinctively pulled back.
Relena: I'm sorry but there is something that I need to attend to. Excuse
me.
She turned and quickly walked off of the dance floor, leaving Fare alone
among the dancers. He watched her go, his smile twisted wickedly. In the
distance, Heero watched him. He did not trust that smile.
At that moment, Duo, dressed in a spotless, white tuxedo came striding up,
with Hilde at his arm.
Duo: Hey, Heero! How's it going?
Heero: Hello, Duo. Hilde.
Hilde: What have you been up to?
Heero: Nothing.
He looked at them both
Heero: I need to go back to my duties. See you two later.
And with that, he walked away towards the open doors that led to the garden
behind the mansion. Duo gave Hilde a puzzled look.
Duo: What's wrong with Heero?
Hilde: I was just about to ask you the same thing.
Duo: I'm gonna go talk to him, all right? Hilde nodded as Duo strode after Heero. Heero sat down at one of the many
iron benches along the edge of the garden, close to the street. He tipped
his head back and gazed at the stars. Heero closed his eyes but he couldn't
stop thinking about her and the look on Fare's face. He had a very bad
feeling.
Duo: Heero.
Heero: What do you want, Duo?
Duo sat down next to Heero and put his hands behind his head.
Duo: Nice night.
Heero opened his eyes.
Heero: What is it?
Duo: I wanted to see if you were all right.
Heero: I'm fine.
Duo: You don't seem fine.
Heero stood up abruptly.
Heero: Look--
Relena: Leave me alone!
Heero and Duo stood up quickly at the sound of Relena's voice and ran
towards the road. As they reached the border hedge, Duo motioned for Heero
to stop. Heero slowly peered around the hedge. Standing against the hedge
was Relena and in front of her stood Fare, one of his hand grasping her
wrists, the other clenching her chin.
Fare: Now, Miss Relena Peacecraft, didn't your mother teach you any
manners?
Relena: Don't you dare speak of my mother!
Her hand flew and struck him across the face. Fare looked at her with a
stunned look on his face. Relena turned to run but Fare reached and
grasped her wrist.
Fare: Please, Relena.
Relena: Get away from me!!!
At that moment, Heero stepped out from behind the hedge, his gun at ready.
Heero: Let go of her!
Fare looked up and grinned wickedly.
Fare: Well, well, well. Is the great Heero Yuy here to save the little
girl?
Heero: Get away from her.
Heero slowly walked towards him. Fare smiled evilly.
Fare: You have failed in your mission, boy. You failed to protect the
Foreign Minister.
Relena: How did you know who he was?
Fare: Because.
Twisting Relena's arms behind her, he whipped out a gleaming blade and
held it to her throat.
Fare: Put down your gun, or she dies.
Heero hesitated for a moment. Relena whimpered as the gleaming knife was
pressed harder against her throat. Heero reluctantly set down the gun.
Fare smiled in triumph.
Fare: Good boy. Come, Miss Relena. He is waiting for you.
He looked at Heero and winked.
Fare: On behalf of Miss Peacecraft, I thank you for a job well done.
Good-bye.
Duo: AHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Duo suddenly came hurtling out of the garden, punching Fare in the face.
Fare fell to the ground, pulling Relena with him. The knife flew out of
his hand, disappearing down a gutter. Relena quickly pulled away from
Fare. Heero picked up his gun and pointed it at Fare.
Heero: Say good-bye.
He cocked the gun and aimed. Just before he pulled the trigger, Duo stepped
in front of him, completely blocking Heero's intended victim. Heero stared
at him in surprise.
Heero: What are you doing, Duo?!
Duo: You can't kill him.
Heero: Why not?
Duo: It's not right to kill an unarmed man.
Heero: Who are you to talk about what is right and wrong? You forget who I
am, Duo! I am not Wufei, so don't try and pull that right/wrong crap on
me!! Now get out of my way!!!!
Duo: NO! Heero, lower your gun!
Heero continued to stare at Duo, his eyes burning.
Heero: Move, Maxwell.
Duo stared at Heero in disbelief. Never, in the time they had known each
other had Heero ever called him by his last name.
Duo: No, Heero. No.
Heero: Damn it, Maxwell! MOVE!!!
But Duo kept his stance. As she watched, Relena couldn't help but admire
Duo for standing up to Heero. But what about Heero? His left fist was
clenched and his right trembled as he held the gun cocked, ready to shoot.
Duo slowly walked forward, his hand reaching out.
Duo: Heero, give me the gun.
The few seconds that followed seemed like an eternity. But before anyone
could react, a loud BANG emitted from the gun and Duo stumbled. His hand
reached down and felt the warm blood seeping through his shirt. He looked
up, the look in his eyes indescribable. As if in slow motion, he fell
backward, striking his head on the pavement. Fare stood up quickly and
disappeared down the street. Relena quickly ran over to Duo. His eyes
fluttered and his hand lightly lay on top of the wound. Relena ripped a
strip of cloth from her dress and pressed it to his wound. She looked back
at Heero, stunned at what had just happened. Heero stared at his best
friend's body: the best friend who had been standing just moments before,
begging him to set down his gun. That gun was still smoking slightly from
the shot. Heero suddenly felt so weak. The gun slipped from his hand and
clattered on the pavement.
Sirens filled the air and the flashing lights of an ambulance appeared at
that end of the street. Heero backed up slowly. Relena watched him as he
turned and raced through the bushes. On and on he ran, desperate to leave
behind what had just happened. He had shot his best friend.
Back at his hotel room, he quickly shed his clothing and stepped into the
shower. He scrubbed his skin as if he was trying to rub off the scent and
feel of the gun. Once finished, he slipped on pair of forest green boxers.
He sat on his bed, the moon bathing him in its pure, white light. Heero's
eyes were squeezed shut as he tried to rid his mind of the awful scene. But
to no avail. Images of Fare with a knife pressed against Relena's throat,
Duo yelling, a shot, and Duo lying on the ground, crimson blood spreading
through his white tuxedo....
The sound of soft steps met his ears. Heero sighed. He knew that she would
come eventually. A light tap on the door announced her arrival.
Heero: It's open.
Relena slowly opened the door. She looked at him; the muscular back rose
and fell as he breathed. Sympathy flooded her heart. She walked over and
sat down beside him. Without looking up, Heero spoke to her.
Heero: How's Duo?
Relena: He's going to be okay. Woke up groaning about his empty stomach.
She laughed softly but quickly stopped when Heero lifted his head. His eyes
glistened and a single tear trickled down his cheek.
Heero: It's all my fault.
Relena put her arms around Heero's shoulders and hugged him close. For
several minutes they sat, rocking back and forth. Heero lifted his head and
looked into Relena's light blue eyes.
Heero: Who am I, Relena?
Relena looked at him, confused.
Relena: What are you talking about?
Heero: Who am I? I thought I knew who I was. I was the perfect soldier.
Now, I don't know.
He looked out towards the window.
Heero: I don't even know who my parents were, or where I was born.
He looked back at her.
Heero: I don't know who I am.
Another tear fell down his cheek. Relena reached up and wiped it away with
her thumb. Heero tried to look away but Relena turned his face back
towards her.
Relena: I know who you are.
Heero looked at her questioningly.
Relena: You are Heero Yuy, the soldier. You are the man who has protected
so many people so that they may live in peace.
Heero put his head on her shoulder, the tears falling freely. Relena
wrapped her arms around him.
Relena: And you are also the man that I love.
And it began to rain.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters no matter how much I wish I did. Credit also goes to the creators of the musical "Jekyll and Hyde" which is where the song that is in this chapter comes from. It is called "Who I Am".
And it began to rain.
The waves crashed upon the dark sand as the rain and wind buffeted the
freighters in the harbor. Along one of the dark, narrow streets sat "The
Red Rat". The bar was a refuge for those who wished to forget about
everything and everyone. The counter decorated the north wall of the room,
opposite the small stage. Dim booths sat along the edges while small tables
were set in the middle of the floor.
At the farthest edge of the counter he sat. His disheveled brown hair swept
across his forehead, his prussian eyes intense. He lightly traced the rim of
the shot glass in front of him. The bar tender walked over with a bottle in
his hand.
Bar tender: What me to fill 'er up?
The man's hand moved the glass towards the bottle, staring at the amber
liquid. He tossed the contents down his throat, set the glass down, along
with money, and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, a hand clapped
down on his shoulder.
Duo: Hey Heero! What's up?
Heero: Hello, Duo.
Duo plopped into a chair, flipping his braid behind him.
Duo: Pull up a chair and sit by me, mon ami. Ha, I'm a poet and I didn't
know it.
Heero just rolled his eyes and reluctantly sat down. Duo waved at the bar
tender.
Duo: Come on! Let's fill up this glass!
After he downed the entire glass, he smacked his lips, and sighed. Duo: Ahhhh. Feels good to sit down and put my feet up. He decided to ignore the dirty looks Heero was throwing in his direction.
On the stage, a small band was setting up their instruments. As soon as
they were ready, a young woman wearing a beaded black dress walked up to the
microphone. She signaled the pianist to start playing. She opened her
mouth and started to sing, her sultry voice filling the air.
Look at me and tell me
Who I am.
Why I am what I am.
Call me a fool and it's true, I am.
I don't know who I am.
Heero gripped his glass tighter, trying to ignore the words that penetrated
into his soul but he couldn't keep asking himself that exact same question:
who was he?
Am I the face of the future?
Am I the face of the past?
Am I the one who must finish last?
Duo, in the meantime, was having a grand time catcalling and trying to catch
the singer's eye.
Nobody knows.
Not even you.
No one knows who I am.
Finally, Heero couldn't stand it anymore. He threw down his glass and
stomped out of the hot bar. Outside, the rain still poured from the sky.
Heero started off down the street, his hair plastering to his neck. Duo
came running up, huffing and puffing.
Duo: Sheesh, Heero. Why did you leave?
Heero: I have plans.
Duo: Oh? And what plans might those be?
Heero: I've been asked to be a guard at the Peacecraft mansion tonight for
their spring social gathering.
Duo's eyes grew wide.
Duo: Oh frick!!! I'm supposed to take Hilde to that! AHHHH!!!! Uh,
Heero, I need to go. See ya at the mansion.
And off he ran. Heero shook his head at the vanishing braid then continued
on his way, slowly walking through the rain, arriving home with only a few
minutes to shower and change his clothing. An hour later, he stood at the bottom of the grand staircase inside the Peacecraft mansion, dressed in a sleek black tuxedo with a small blood red rose in one lapel. His watchful eyes darted to each corner of the room, constantly making sure there was no one to ruin the party. As the orchestra finished playing, the dancers parted. Heero felt his heart speed up ever so
slightly.
Heero: Relena.
There she stood, elegantly dressed in a light blue dress, her hair up in a
simple knot. The simplicity suited her. Suddenly she turned and saw him,
her eyes twinkling. She gave him a soft smile, said something to her
companions, and started walking towards him.
Relena: Hello, Heero.
Heero: Hello...Relena.
Relena blushed slightly as he said her name, making her more pretty than she
had been just seconds before. Heero realized he was staring and quickly
diverted his gaze.
Relena: I'm so glad you could come.
Heero: I was asked to help protect you. That is the only reason I am here.
Relena bit her lip, as if to keep herself from saying something regrettable.
She looked at him, that cold boy who stood in front of her. Just then, the
orchestra began playing a waltz. Relena held out her hand.
Relena: Come on.
Heero looked at her uncertainly.
Heero: What?
Relena: Dance with me.
Heero: No.
Relena pursed her lips.
Relena: Why not?
Heero: I'm here to protect you.
Relena: Exactly. What better way to protect me then to dance with me?
Heero: Relena--
Relena: I won't take no for an answer.
She grasped his hand and he reluctantly followed her on to the dance floor.
Heero: I don't know how to dance.
Relena: Then I'll lead.
She placed one of his hands on her waist, noting with delight that his face
turned slightly red. Relena placed one hand on his shoulder and with the
other, held on to his.
Relena: Okay. Just follow me and do what I do.
Heero tried to follow her but found himself stumbling for the umpteenth
time. Relena just laughed.
Relena: Just don't think about it.
He looked into her beautiful eyes and suddenly felt that the entire world no
longer existed. It was just him and Relena. A tap on the shoulder brought
him back to reality. He looked at Relena. Her eyebrow was cocked in
surprise. Heero turned and saw a man dressed in a tacky pink tuxedo. The
stranger held out his hand to Relena.
Fare: Miss Peacecraft. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Saerio
Fare. May I have this dance?
Relena looked at him in surprise.
Relena: Well, I'm already--
Fare grabbed her hand and dragged her away from Heero. He smirked as he
looked back at Heero, whose eyes stared hard at Fare.
Fare: So, who's the ruffian you were dancing with?
Relena looked at him angrily.
Relena: His name is Heero Yuy. And he is not a ruffian.
Fare: So, who is he?
Relena: He is a...friend of my brother's. Now, mind your own business.
Fare moved her closer to him. Relena instinctively pulled back.
Relena: I'm sorry but there is something that I need to attend to. Excuse
me.
She turned and quickly walked off of the dance floor, leaving Fare alone
among the dancers. He watched her go, his smile twisted wickedly. In the
distance, Heero watched him. He did not trust that smile.
At that moment, Duo, dressed in a spotless, white tuxedo came striding up,
with Hilde at his arm.
Duo: Hey, Heero! How's it going?
Heero: Hello, Duo. Hilde.
Hilde: What have you been up to?
Heero: Nothing.
He looked at them both
Heero: I need to go back to my duties. See you two later.
And with that, he walked away towards the open doors that led to the garden
behind the mansion. Duo gave Hilde a puzzled look.
Duo: What's wrong with Heero?
Hilde: I was just about to ask you the same thing.
Duo: I'm gonna go talk to him, all right? Hilde nodded as Duo strode after Heero. Heero sat down at one of the many
iron benches along the edge of the garden, close to the street. He tipped
his head back and gazed at the stars. Heero closed his eyes but he couldn't
stop thinking about her and the look on Fare's face. He had a very bad
feeling.
Duo: Heero.
Heero: What do you want, Duo?
Duo sat down next to Heero and put his hands behind his head.
Duo: Nice night.
Heero opened his eyes.
Heero: What is it?
Duo: I wanted to see if you were all right.
Heero: I'm fine.
Duo: You don't seem fine.
Heero stood up abruptly.
Heero: Look--
Relena: Leave me alone!
Heero and Duo stood up quickly at the sound of Relena's voice and ran
towards the road. As they reached the border hedge, Duo motioned for Heero
to stop. Heero slowly peered around the hedge. Standing against the hedge
was Relena and in front of her stood Fare, one of his hand grasping her
wrists, the other clenching her chin.
Fare: Now, Miss Relena Peacecraft, didn't your mother teach you any
manners?
Relena: Don't you dare speak of my mother!
Her hand flew and struck him across the face. Fare looked at her with a
stunned look on his face. Relena turned to run but Fare reached and
grasped her wrist.
Fare: Please, Relena.
Relena: Get away from me!!!
At that moment, Heero stepped out from behind the hedge, his gun at ready.
Heero: Let go of her!
Fare looked up and grinned wickedly.
Fare: Well, well, well. Is the great Heero Yuy here to save the little
girl?
Heero: Get away from her.
Heero slowly walked towards him. Fare smiled evilly.
Fare: You have failed in your mission, boy. You failed to protect the
Foreign Minister.
Relena: How did you know who he was?
Fare: Because.
Twisting Relena's arms behind her, he whipped out a gleaming blade and
held it to her throat.
Fare: Put down your gun, or she dies.
Heero hesitated for a moment. Relena whimpered as the gleaming knife was
pressed harder against her throat. Heero reluctantly set down the gun.
Fare smiled in triumph.
Fare: Good boy. Come, Miss Relena. He is waiting for you.
He looked at Heero and winked.
Fare: On behalf of Miss Peacecraft, I thank you for a job well done.
Good-bye.
Duo: AHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Duo suddenly came hurtling out of the garden, punching Fare in the face.
Fare fell to the ground, pulling Relena with him. The knife flew out of
his hand, disappearing down a gutter. Relena quickly pulled away from
Fare. Heero picked up his gun and pointed it at Fare.
Heero: Say good-bye.
He cocked the gun and aimed. Just before he pulled the trigger, Duo stepped
in front of him, completely blocking Heero's intended victim. Heero stared
at him in surprise.
Heero: What are you doing, Duo?!
Duo: You can't kill him.
Heero: Why not?
Duo: It's not right to kill an unarmed man.
Heero: Who are you to talk about what is right and wrong? You forget who I
am, Duo! I am not Wufei, so don't try and pull that right/wrong crap on
me!! Now get out of my way!!!!
Duo: NO! Heero, lower your gun!
Heero continued to stare at Duo, his eyes burning.
Heero: Move, Maxwell.
Duo stared at Heero in disbelief. Never, in the time they had known each
other had Heero ever called him by his last name.
Duo: No, Heero. No.
Heero: Damn it, Maxwell! MOVE!!!
But Duo kept his stance. As she watched, Relena couldn't help but admire
Duo for standing up to Heero. But what about Heero? His left fist was
clenched and his right trembled as he held the gun cocked, ready to shoot.
Duo slowly walked forward, his hand reaching out.
Duo: Heero, give me the gun.
The few seconds that followed seemed like an eternity. But before anyone
could react, a loud BANG emitted from the gun and Duo stumbled. His hand
reached down and felt the warm blood seeping through his shirt. He looked
up, the look in his eyes indescribable. As if in slow motion, he fell
backward, striking his head on the pavement. Fare stood up quickly and
disappeared down the street. Relena quickly ran over to Duo. His eyes
fluttered and his hand lightly lay on top of the wound. Relena ripped a
strip of cloth from her dress and pressed it to his wound. She looked back
at Heero, stunned at what had just happened. Heero stared at his best
friend's body: the best friend who had been standing just moments before,
begging him to set down his gun. That gun was still smoking slightly from
the shot. Heero suddenly felt so weak. The gun slipped from his hand and
clattered on the pavement.
Sirens filled the air and the flashing lights of an ambulance appeared at
that end of the street. Heero backed up slowly. Relena watched him as he
turned and raced through the bushes. On and on he ran, desperate to leave
behind what had just happened. He had shot his best friend.
Back at his hotel room, he quickly shed his clothing and stepped into the
shower. He scrubbed his skin as if he was trying to rub off the scent and
feel of the gun. Once finished, he slipped on pair of forest green boxers.
He sat on his bed, the moon bathing him in its pure, white light. Heero's
eyes were squeezed shut as he tried to rid his mind of the awful scene. But
to no avail. Images of Fare with a knife pressed against Relena's throat,
Duo yelling, a shot, and Duo lying on the ground, crimson blood spreading
through his white tuxedo....
The sound of soft steps met his ears. Heero sighed. He knew that she would
come eventually. A light tap on the door announced her arrival.
Heero: It's open.
Relena slowly opened the door. She looked at him; the muscular back rose
and fell as he breathed. Sympathy flooded her heart. She walked over and
sat down beside him. Without looking up, Heero spoke to her.
Heero: How's Duo?
Relena: He's going to be okay. Woke up groaning about his empty stomach.
She laughed softly but quickly stopped when Heero lifted his head. His eyes
glistened and a single tear trickled down his cheek.
Heero: It's all my fault.
Relena put her arms around Heero's shoulders and hugged him close. For
several minutes they sat, rocking back and forth. Heero lifted his head and
looked into Relena's light blue eyes.
Heero: Who am I, Relena?
Relena looked at him, confused.
Relena: What are you talking about?
Heero: Who am I? I thought I knew who I was. I was the perfect soldier.
Now, I don't know.
He looked out towards the window.
Heero: I don't even know who my parents were, or where I was born.
He looked back at her.
Heero: I don't know who I am.
Another tear fell down his cheek. Relena reached up and wiped it away with
her thumb. Heero tried to look away but Relena turned his face back
towards her.
Relena: I know who you are.
Heero looked at her questioningly.
Relena: You are Heero Yuy, the soldier. You are the man who has protected
so many people so that they may live in peace.
Heero put his head on her shoulder, the tears falling freely. Relena
wrapped her arms around him.
Relena: And you are also the man that I love.
And it began to rain.