I'm indulging in my favorite weakness, 1+R. Comments and Criticism would be greatly appreciated. Please? Vidfic, 1+R Every breath you take, by the Police WARNING: none really DISCLAIMER: Gundam Wing doesn't belong to me, neither does the song. Its all for fun, and I'm not making any money. ------------------------------------------------------ Heero is walking along on a shop-lined city street. One of the stores displays a row of TVs broadcasting a news report. Relena is pictured on screen, standing behind a podium and giving a speech. Heero stops. His hand reaches out as if to touch Relena's face, and rests on the window glass. On screen, Relena finishes giving her speech, and the TV cuts to a commercial. Heero turns and walks away. Relena exits a government building flanked by bodyguards and news reporters. She catches a glimpse of a familiar dark-haired mop and turns around, but there is no one there. She stops, scanning the crowd for Heero, until one of the bodyguards places a hand on her elbow and leads her to her limousine. She doesn't notice when one of her hair ribbons becomes loose and is carried off by the wind. Heero step out behind a building and catches the ribbon as it flutters past. He watches the limo drive away. Relena is attending a party, held in her honor. She is wearing a floor-length dress of the palest shade of pink and elbow length white gloves. A choker of pearls adorns her throat and her hair is swept up in a chignon. A low murmur of admiration rises from the crowd as she makes her way down a long staircase to the ballroom floor. She smiles for the assembled guests, thanking them for attending, but all the while she is looking for the one person whom she knows will not be there. Later that evening Relena returns to her apartment. She kicks off her heels and peels off the gloves as she is entering the living room. And stops when she sees a bouquet of roses lying on the coffee table. The flowers are the exact same shade of pink as her dress. Relena searches for a card or a note, but there is none. She smiles, knowing who must have placed the flowers there. She picks of the roses, and buries her face in the soft petals, inhaling their delicate fragrance. Relena stands on a balcony in her pajamas and wrapped in a robe. She looks up at the night sky and lets a cool breeze ruffle her hair. She whispers a single word into the wind. "Heero" Heero stands in the shadows across the street and looks up at the lights in Relena's apartment. He holds a slip of pink ribbon between his fingers, and softly presses it to his lips. His eyes never leave the slender form silhouetted in the balcony. (Relena...) ------------------- owari -----