Like a dream, like a holy dream, conclusions came upon her; resolutions struck their way. She stood by the golden window; time passed, time fell. Gradually the darkness crept around her. This was a decision.
And Heero was behind her. She was unsurprised, for she knew, as she knew blood beneath her skin, of his silence and his skill, and that was Heero.
"Why do you stand in front of windows?"
"You know why," she said.
She saw his reflection nod in the window. "I will kill you."
Relena smiled.
She watched the bullet flow towards her, river-like; it tore through her chest and pierced her heart, making death inevitable. But it had come from the wrong direction and it exited her back with no force lost, and continued on towards Heero. It was the reflection that had fired the gun, not the man--
"Didn't you think it would be different?"
Relena woke up, and she was already crying.
"I can't do this any more," she sobbed, and Heero put his arm around her, and shot her in the head--
"I can't do this any more," she sobbed, and Heero spat on her prostrate form, saying "I should have known you were weak--"
"I can't--" she gasped. "But I must."
She went to sit in the library, perched on the window seat and stared from dark room to a dark night. "I will." And the room was silent.
Re: I call this one "HAY LOOK WHAT I FOUND ON MY HARD DRIVE!"
Date: 2006-02-21 04:47 am (UTC)And Heero was behind her. She was unsurprised, for she knew, as she knew blood beneath her skin, of his silence and his skill, and that was Heero.
"Why do you stand in front of windows?"
"You know why," she said.
She saw his reflection nod in the window. "I will kill you."
Relena smiled.
She watched the bullet flow towards her, river-like; it tore through her chest and pierced her heart, making death inevitable. But it had come from the wrong direction and it exited her back with no force lost, and continued on towards Heero. It was the reflection that had fired the gun, not the man--
"Didn't you think it would be different?"
Relena woke up, and she was already crying.
"I can't do this any more," she sobbed, and Heero put his arm around her, and shot her in the head--
"I can't do this any more," she sobbed, and Heero spat on her prostrate form, saying "I should have known you were weak--"
"I can't--" she gasped. "But I must."
She went to sit in the library, perched on the window seat and stared from dark room to a dark night. "I will." And the room was silent.