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Chapter Seven:Ý Come the MorningÝ
The sunlight came in through the window and shined directly into the eyes of the occupant lying in bed.Ý She groaned and tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use. She was already awake. She glanced over at the clock, it told her 5:30 in the morning.Ý This was not good.Ý How could she wake up this early?Ý She groaned again not wanting to face the day.Ý She went to sit up, but as she did her right hand bumped against something in her bed.Ý She looked to her right, and saw him lying there sound asleep.Ý Well actually it was her lying there fast asleep, but whoís keeping track?Ý Relena certainly wasnít going to bother with it herself.Ý As Relena looked down at Heeroís sleeping form, she realized why she was the first to awaken.Ý She was in Heeroís body, and Heeroís body was set to wake up in the wee hours of the morning.Ý
She could not help but groan a
third time, ëWhy me?í she thought.
As Relena continued to stare down
at him, her frown turned into a mischievous smile.Ý An idea popped in her head.Ý
She knew she would probably regret it later, but she could not help
herself.Ý She will probably never catch
him this relaxed and off-guard again.Ý
Relena decided it would be worth it just to see the look on his face.
Relena leaned in closer to
Heero.Ý She noticed he was sleeping on
his back with his arms resting above his head, which was giving her the perfect
opportunity to take advantage of the situation.Ý Heero told her yesterday that he was able to hide the fact that he
was somewhat ticklish under his arms, but he had no idea how ticklish her body
was.
Relenaís smile got even
bigger.Ý ëLet the games begin.íÝ She mentally repeated to herself.
She reached over and began lightly
tickling under both of his arms.Ý Relena
right now only wanted to get his attention in order to wake him up.
Heero groaned in his sleep and
Relena smirked.Ý She continued to tickle
him, but she was no longer being gentle.
Heeroís eyes suddenly shot
open.Ý ìWhat the hell?îÝ He looked up and saw Relena leaning over him
with a wicked smirk on her face, but he did not have time to contemplate how
devious she looked.Ý ìHahahahaÖÝ Relena stopÖ hahahaÖthis is not fÖ hahahaÖ
funnyÖ.î
Relena laughed with him as she
continued her Heero torture.Ý ìMaybe
this will teach you not to underestimate me, Heero Yuy.î
Heero tried to glare at her, but
he could not keep a straight face.Ý
ìRelÖ hahahaÖÝ RelenaÖ hahahaÖ
this isÖ hahahaÖ unnecessary.î
Heero continued to squirm, kick,
and lash out trying his hardest to get away from Relenaís tickle fest.Ý Every time he managed to scoot away, she
would be there once again tickling him more.Ý
He had to think of something quick.Ý
She almost had him pinned that last time.Ý He knew if she managed to pin him down that he did not have a
chance.Ý At that point he would be
completely at her mercy, and that idea did not appeal to him.
He was trying his hardest to
remember all that he learned to get him out of situations like this, but he
could not keep his thoughts straight because Relena was being relentless.Ý However, the perfect soldier in him was
still far from admitting defeat.Ý
Relena had a feeling that Heero
was almost at his wits end, but she was not going to let up yet either.
Heero saw the look of victory in Relenaís
eyes, but he still was not willing to give in, no matter how much this was
getting to him.
ìGive up Heero.Ý You might as well accept the fact that this
is one game that you are not going to win.î
ìNever! RelenaÖ hahahaÖ I swear to
you... hahahaÖ once this isÖ hahahaÖis all overÖhahahaÖî
ìOnce this is all over, youíll
what, Heero?îÝ Relena continued to
relentlessly tickle him as she leaned forward to whispered in his ear.Ý ìIíll let you in on a little secret.îÝ She briefly looked up to get a good look at
his face.Ý His eyes were closed and he
was holding his breath in order to keep himself under control and not
laugh.Ý Relena leaned back down to
finish what she had to say.Ý ìI look
forward to it.î
Relena then decided to increase
her tickling on him.Ý Heero once again
could not help but burst out laughing.Ý
She had him laughing so hard his eyes were starting to water.
ìReleÖ hahahaÖstopÖ HahahaÖthis
isnít funny anymoreÖÝ hahaha Ö STOP!î
*BAMM*
He yelled the last word just as he
thrashed making a last ditch effort to break free.Ý Relena at the same time decided he had, had enough and let go.
Relena looked over the edge of the
bed and could not help the laughter that came because of the sight before her
eyes.ÝÝ Heero was sprawled out
face-first on the hard floor.
Heero groaned.Ý This was not going to be a good day.Ý To start the morning off, he was woken up to
Relenaís idea of fun.Ý Then he fell out
of the bed.Ý Now his nose hurt.Ý And to top it all off, Relena was laughing
at him.Ý ëPlease no more.íÝ He begged whoever could be listening to his
silent thoughts.
He slowly stood up.Ý He glared over at Relena as he saw her
rolling on the bed laughing her head off at his expense.Ý Heero decided he was not in the mood to say
anything else so he stormed off towards the bathroom.
Relena saw his storming off and
decided to have a little more fun.Ý
After all what goes around comes around.Ý ìWhere are you going?îÝ
She innocently asked.
Ý
ìIf you must know, I would like
some peace and quiet.Ý So Iím going take
a long hot bath.Ý Not that it is really
any of your business.î
ìActually in case you have
forgotten, it is my business since you are still in my body.Ý I seem to recall you having a cow over a bar
of soap, so I believe Iím entitled to my opinion as well.î
Heero knew she was right, but he
would never tell her that.Ý It was best
for him to use Relenaís stuff, no matter how flowery it made his smell.Ý He did not like that thought, but there was
nothing he could do about it.
ìFine princess.Ý Which bar of soap is it that you wish me to
use?îÝ He asked his tone dripping with
sarcasm.Ý It was his way of letting her
know he was not very happy with her at the moment, and he figured he would
ruffle her feathers a little bit as well.Ý
He knew she hated it when the people closest to her became formal with
her.Ý She saw all the formality as a way
of putting on airs.Ý She knew most of
the aristocrats and politicians that were overly formal and polite to her face would
mock her behind her back.Ý That is the
reason she hated formality with friends.Ý
She wanted her friends to be honest with her and love her for being
Relena not for her title or position.Ý
Relena knew Heero was trying to
aggravate her like she did him, so she did not let it get to her.Ý Besides, a part of her knew she deserved the
comment.
ìWell, since you are so kind to
ask.îÝ She said smiling at him.Ý ìI would really appreciate it if you would
wash my hair. Oh, and be sure to use the strawberry conditioner on the side of
the tub.î
Heero mentally cringed, but showed
nothing on the outside.Ý ìStrawberry?î
ìYes.Ý Itís my favorite.îÝ She
got up off the bed and walked over toward him.Ý
ìIt makes my hair very soft.îÝ
She lightly told him as she stood before him.
Heero gulped.Ý He loved the soft feel of Relenaís
hair.Ý He suddenly had a vision of
Relena straddling him and her soft hair brushing over the two of them as she
leaned over to give him a kiss.Ý
Heero shook his head.Ý No.Ý
He was not going to let her get to him.
ìFine.îÝ He replied in the best monotone his could muster considering he
was replying with Relenaís voice.
He turned around to walk away
since he felt enough had been said.Ý But
Relena had other ideas.
ìOh, by the way.î
Heero stopped and glanced at her
over his shoulder.Ý ìWhat now?î
ìI once heard a guy say that if he
ever had breasts heíd never leave home.îÝ
She said with a smirk and Heero glared at her, but she still
continued.Ý ìNow I know this is a stretch,
but try not to linger when you wash certain places.îÝ Heero continued to glare at her because he knew what she was
trying to do.Ý
ìAll I ask is that you are gentle.îÝ She finished with a huge smile.
ëDamn her for trying to turn the
tables on me.íÝ Heero thought as he looked
at her wicked smile.Ý ëWell, it is not
going to work.íÝ He silently declared to
himself.Ý
Heero scowled at her one last time
then stalked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
Relena whistled as she walked back toward the bed.Ý ìSometimes life proves very interesting indeed.î
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Catharine slowly opened her eyes.Ý She stretched to wake herself up a little more, but as she did so, she not only felt the armed draped over her side and the hand lying on her stomach, her hand bumped into something behind her.Ý She glanced over shoulder and saw blonde hair.Ý She smiled.Ý He looked ever cuter when he slept, if it was at all possible for him to get any cuter in her opinion.Ý He was so sweet too, always thinking of everyone else before himself. ÝShe rolled over, being extra careful not to wake him up.Ý She wanted to get a better look at him as he slept.Ý Her hand absently moved to play with his hair.Ý She moved a strand away his face.Ý Catharine smiled again.Ý She remembered the night before as he tried to convince her that the couch was comfortable for him to sleep on.
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ìCathy, Iíll be fine.Ý The couch is not that bad.Ý I was sitting on the couch earlier, and it was quite comfortable.Ý So stop worrying about me.î
ìQuatre Raberba Winner.î She said very calmly but there was firmness to her voice as well.
ëUh-oh.Ý She said all three names.Ý This cannot be good.Ý Every time one of my sisters does that, it means nothing but trouble for me.íÝ Quatre thought to himself as he watched Catharine tap her foot.
Catharineís face softened when she saw the worried look on Quatreís face.Ý ëHeís so considerate with everyone except himself, but Iím not going to let him get away with it tonight.Ý The bed is big enough for both of us, and I can trust him with my life.Ý So there is really no reason for him to sleep on that damn couch.í
ÝìQuatre, do you know that you are sometimes too kind for words?î
ìIíve been told that.îÝ He said with a sheepish grin.Ý ìBut I justÖî
His words were cut short as Catharine stepped closer and put her finger up to his lips.Ý Her action surprised him at first and his eyes got a little bigger as he looked down at her.Ý He tried to speak again, but she shook her head.
Her eyes softened even more as she looked up at him, and she almost blushed when she felt him lightly grab hold of her wrist.Ý ìQuatre, you are the sweetest and cutest guy I know, and I donít want you be uncomfortable just because you donít want me to be.îÝ He tried to speak up again, but Catharine once again shook her head.Ý ìYou donít have to worry about me feeling uncomfortable Quatre.Ý I trust you, and I know we can both sleep in that bed.Ý Therefore, you cannot give me any good reason to let you have a miserable night on that couch over there.î
Quatre finally nodded his agreement, and looked down at her with tenderness and understanding clearly present in his eyes.Ý Catharine continued to stare up at him trying to express all she felt for him through her own eyes. (1)
Quatre removed her finger from his lips.Ý ìOk, Cathy, you win.îÝ He said with a smirk.
Catharine smiled brightly as she looked up at him.Ý ìI knew youíd eventually see it my way.îÝ She said teasingly.Ý Then she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on his cheek.Ý Quatreís cheeks turned a faint shade of pink and Catharineís smile got bigger.Ý ìYouíre really cute when you blush, you know that?îÝ Her comment caused that faint shade of pink to turn red.
Catharine laughed a little at his reaction.Ý ìIím sorry Quatre I didnít mean to make you redder.î
He could only respond with an embarrassed grin.
ìWell, Iíll leave you alone for a little bit.Ý Iím gonna go take my bath now.îÝ She walked toward the bathroom, but she stopped and glanced over her shoulder at him when she got to the door.Ý He was just staring at her with a dazed expression on his face.Ý Catharine smiled and winked at him.Ý Something must have registered in his head because he responded in kind with his own adorable smile.Ý She then walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.
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Catharine continued to smile as she watched Quatre sleep.Ý A part of her wanted to wake him up, but the other part of her did not want to disturb his peaceful slumber.Ý He looked so innocent and calm in slumber, and she absently wondered if the other pilots were like that.Ý All of them were so hardened on the outside from battle.Ý Yes, she could tell that even Quatre had a hardened exterior to hide his pain from the war.Ý He tried to hide it through his politeness, just like Duo hid behind his playfulness and Trowa through a stoic expression, but she sometimes caught the saddened look in each of their eyes.Ý Quatre was no different in that aspect from the rest of the pilots.Ý He just had a different way of coping with his pain and worries.Ý
As she continued to watch him sleep, Catharine vowed that he would no longer have to deal with it alone.Ý She would see to that.Ý She wanted to see this peaceful expression more often, and she was not going to get it by making him go to bed early.
She smirked at that thought.Ý Her, a circus performer making one of the renowned Gundam pilots go to bed early.Ý Well, she is a knife throwing circus performer.Ý It could happen.Ý
Catharine heard him groan in his sleep, which brought her out of her thoughts.Ý She then realized he might get embarrassed when he woke up and found out how they ended up in their sleep last night, but she was not worried about that at the moment.Ý She just wanted to enjoy his warmth while she could.Ý
She glanced over at the clock.Ý It was only a little after six.Ý They still had a while until they had to leave which meant she did not have to get up so she snuggled in closer to Quatre.
Quatre woke up when he felt movement.Ý He looked down and saw the top of Catharineís head snuggled into his chest.Ý He smiled at the sight.Ý It was then that he also realized that he was on her side of the bed.Ý He could only shake his head in disbelief.Ý ëI never move around in my sleep.Ý I wonder what got into me last night?íÝ He thought to himself.Ý He then look down at the redhead in his arms and he knew he just asked himself a stupid question.Ý He could only smirk at himself.
He glanced at the clock.Ý Once he saw that they had plenty of time before it was time to leave, he knew he was not getting up any time soon.
He kissed the top of her head then pulled her closer to him.Ý Quatre laid his head back down on the pillow.Ý He wanted to continue with the most peaceful sleep he had ever had in his life with the lovely woman in his arms.
Catharine smiled when she felt Quatre kiss her and pull her closer.Ý
Both of them slowly drifted back to sleep.
Ok, another brief disclaimer.Ý My title for this chapter, Come the Morning, is also the title of the first romance novel I ever read.Ý I thought it fit for the chapter, so I used the same title.Ý I sincerely hope that Shannon Drake, a.k.a. Heather Graham, does not mind I really did not steal any story ideas from her.Ý All I did was borrow a title for my chapter.Ý Iíll return it when Iím done with it. ^_^
(1) There you have it.Ý My response to the fanfic challenge issued by Star Lioness a couple months ago.Ý It is based on a fanart by Dragon Star called Shush.Ý I hope you liked it.Ý ^_^
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I know this is later than what I told some of you.Ý It has been a bad week, and Iíve just now been able to sit down to type this chapter.Ý Yes, I know it is shorter than my normal chapters, but once again I figured everyone would want to read what I have rather than wait longer for what I originally intended to be in the chapter.Ý
As for those of you who are wondering why this chapter is so late and short, it is because a very good friend of mineís father died this week.Ý I not only wanted to be there for her and her family, but I just couldnít put myself in the right mood to type a comedy.Ý I hope it turned out okay, and that you enjoyed this chapter as much as the other ones.Ý
I also think I want to type a short fic before I type the next chapter, so I donít know how long it will take for chapter eight to get posted.Ý I hope it will be sooner than later, but first I think I want to type angst.Ý Ack!Ý Angst coming from a carebear.Ý But please donít fret.Ý Iím not talking about angst-depressing.Ý I want to write an angst-sentimental.Ý I want to dedicate it to my friend and her family.Ý Would anybody read angst from a carebear?Ý Iíve never written angst before, so I guess weíll just have to see how it turns out.
Since I donít know when Iíll get to finish chapter eight, I give you a brief synopsis.
In chapter eight:
ÝÝÝÝÝÝÝÝÝÝÝ Heero is going to learn that paybacks are hell, and the group is going to arrive at Preventer HQ for Lady Uneís mandatory meeting.Ý And *drums roll* one of the most anticipated scenes will come to life.Ý UUUUUUUhhhhhhhhhhh!Ý I wonder what it could be.Ý MWAHAHA!Ý I guess youíll just have to wait and see.Ý I know Iím probably being cruel, but I donít care b/c Iím not telling you what it is.Ý ^_^ *whistles innocently*
Well, I just want to say thanks again for all the encouraging reviews.Ý Iím so excited that so many of you like my fic. *blushes* Some of you have the most incredible comments and Iím beyond flattered.Ý Thank you all so much for your kind words.Ý It means a lot to me.Ý ^_^
Well, until next time.
Bye!
Carebear