Disclaimers: Don't own them, want Heero-chan and Duo-chan tho, can you blame me?? ^_^

 

A.N: Okay this story is assuming that Endless Waltz DID happen only they didn't blow up their gundam's. I am just trying out this idea for a story, please tell me what you think. If no one likes it, I'll take it off Fanfiction.net agreed?? Okay ::thumbs up:: lets get this show on the road! ^.~

 

 

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Fairy Tale Endings: Prologue

 

By Jadet

 

A Gundam Wing Fanfic

 

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*AC 200*

 

 

She supposed it was the "perfect" wedding.

 

There wasn't any terrorists rampaging around, or long forgotten loves running in at the last moment confessing their undying love. No, she wasn't that lucky.

 

She also supposed it was beautiful.

 

There were flowers everywhere, they're bright colors swirling around each other in decorative designs, while their light perfume floated on the soft breeze. Guests in equally colorful clothing mulled about, congratulating the soon-to-be wife and husband, they're voices creating a music of sorts . The weather didn't object either for it was a gorgeous day, bright, sunny, and pleasantly warm. There wasn't a cloud in the sky.

 

She wished it would snow. She wished it would hail, heck she wished it would do anything but let the wedding proceed. Even a hurricane would be welcome.

 

Damn, she was getting emotional.

 

She couldn't help it though. You were supposed to cry at your wedding because you were *happy*. Not because you were sad, miserable, or down right angry. She couldn't possibly name all the emotions rampaging through her mind and body, and it took all she could not to let ANY of them show. One word did size up everything though. Damn.

 

Sighing, she looked to her left, taking in the man next to her with guarded eyes. She didn't love the man who stood beside her, pledging his undying devotion and love till death do them part. And she resented him for the fact that she would now have chains. Sure they weren't physical chains, but chains that held her to him when she longed to be held to another.

 

Then again, when did chains of any form keep her down? It wasn't as if she had no say what so ever now in the running of her kingdom nor would she have to be the perfect little wife that stood in front of the stove with a child on each arm. She was a Peacecraft after all, they were known for doing things different from everyone else and being stubborn to a fault.

 

It was just that... well... she still loved *him*. She wanted the children she would eventually have to be *his* and not the man's who stood beside her. She wanted to see *his* face each morning when she woke and each night before she went to sleep. She wanted....

 

[Wanting won't get you anything] she mentally scolded herself, oblivious to the pitying stares she was getting from her brides maid, Hilde. [Wanting won't bring him back]

 

[Besides] she chided gently, barely paying attention to the priest asking if anyone objected to this marriage and if so would they please come forward. When no one did the last tiny spark of hope died leaving her alone, and the feeling of dread began to creep up into her breast. She crushed the feeling immediately. [Besides you shouldn't be so selfish, this is for the good of your Kingdom, the good of your people. You shouldn't, *can't* be selfish when they are the ones that will feel the pain of your mistakes the most. And you need a heir. With your brother sick like that, you can not afford to be the last of the Peacecraft royal line.]

 

A heir. Oh yes, the heir, the one good thing about this. She felt a small smile bloom on her face. That wasn't a problem, thank God. Putting an hand on her stomach, she unconsciously stroked it. At least she would have a *part* of him, a part that would hopefully dull the razor edge of loneliness that was eating at her heart. Jerking her head when the priest called her name, she turned and faced her soon-to-be husband, she hand still unconsciously comforting and protecting her unborn child while her other mechanically slid the gold band onto his finger. *His* unborn child, his and her's alone. A sweet reminder of what she once had. She just hoped he wouldn't look exactly like his father. She didn't think she could take the pain

 

Relena sighed and nodded at the priest, promising before all that she would love, honor, and obey the man beside her, till death do her part.

 

She found herself feverently wishing death wasn't too long in coming.

 

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Amongst the well wishers and wedding guests a lone man stood, his face hidden by the shadows he was standing in. Using his trademark death glare to silently threaten the man who stood beside his... ah to hell with it, his *love*, that he would happily kill him is he did anything, anything at all to harm her, he found himself wishing he really truly was dead. Then his chest wouldn't hurt so much.

 

Turning on his heel, away from the happy people and the newly wed couple, his long coat whipping behind him, he stalked out of the beautifully decorated tent.

 

He wasn't sure what hurt him more; the fact that she didn't have more faith in him and she let herself be married to that... pimp, or the fact he *let* her get away from him. She was his light after all, his whole world, how could he just *let* her marry someone other than him? How could he let his heart be torn from him like that?

 

[Feeling's like these were what I warned you about, you fool] His mind sang smugly to his heart. [Now look who's the stupid one, now look at who's going to survive and who isn't?]

 

[Shut up!] he though savagely, not a single emotion or thought from his internal battle showing on his face. [I was just too late] His shoulders slumped a bit, as he strode through the crowd milling about on her property. [Too late...]

 

[I told you so!] His mind still sang. Heero allowed a ghost of a smile flitter across his face. [Yes you did say so, but I was happier during that time than any other in my whole meaningless life. I wouldn't trade it for the world] His brain didn't know what to say to that.

 

He did though, and that was where he was heading.

 

[Damn you Zechs!]

 

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To be continued in Part One....(????)

 

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Welllll... was it that bad?? ::wince:: I TRIED to get their feelings right and still stay in character, really I did!! I think I screwed up a few times tho... ::sad look:: Anyway, should I continue this?? Should I sink my used-to-be-straight-teeth-even-though-I-did-have-braces-but-they-didn't-work-too-well into the plot?? And should I introduce the new half jerk/half nice guy idiot husband Relena just married??(ooooooooh I can really get into this... bwahahahahahaha, I have so many little scene's in my head clamoring to get out, but I have a juicy one planned for the next chapter or the one after that.... tee hehehehe!!! ^_~) WELL???? I won't know unless you guys review... ::cough:: NEways, jaa ne minna-san, genki kudasai!!! ^.~

 

~Jadet