Author's Note: I will admit this right off. I know nothing of fencing absolutely nada. So don't tell me that what I have here is impossible, it probably is but I don't know. The research would be too complicated and besides I can't write action scenes. I can't write anything but that's besides the point. Still I like this chapter and I don't care if you flame me 'cause of what I write.
Disclaimers: Anything that is Gundam Wing property is not mine. The characters and anything of that sort is not mine. Only this story is with borrowed characters.
"I think something is wrong with Relena." This was Trowa's opening sentence to the brown-haired boy typing on the console.
"If you're referring to today's events, it's no concern of mine. I only need to be concerned with her protection." This came from the console.
The screen in front of him beeped showing a guard's face. "Sir, the princess Peacecraft is missing. A few hours ago, a guard was found in her room, who now is currently dead. Before he died, he said that he caught the princess committing suicide and proceeded to stop her. She retaliated by stabbing him. A search party has been sent out for her. That, sir, concludes my report" The guard's face looked bleak.
Heero felt something akin to anger. Coolly through, he answered the guard, "Why was I just now paged? This matter should have been reported to me immediately."
"As per Peacecraft instructions, we have given the princess free rein. A few hours was thought to be have no matter. The guard who was stabbed was thought to be somewhere else, accompanying the princess or something of that sort. Only just now, Miliardo Peacecraft found the guard in the room."
The guard was feeling very uncomfortable, now he knew why he did not want to be on the receiving on end of Yuy.
"Two months deduction of pay from all guards assigned to the princess." Heero cared not for these matters, but he found out quickly that many found money to be the savior. The guard face looked ashen and winked out from the screen.
Trowa said nothing and simply followed the former pilot out the room.
Words slowly appeared on the blank screen.
I think you might find Relena much changed from what you seen on your screen, gundam pilot 01.
Relena mind was clear of all thoughts. In her mind there was no guard. There was no knife. There was no blood. There was no voice urging her on. The sound of steel meeting flesh. None of that mattered.
None of the events were real. Just the faceless opponent was reeling front of her, which suddenly turned to the face of the brother she knew as Milarado Peacecraft.
Parry. Zechs Marquise. Oz officer. Block. Miliardo Peacecraft. My brother. Parry. Rival of Heero Yuy. Look an opening. I don't want to be controlled anymore, ZECHS! Miliardo never existed!
"Game Over," Relena whispered in her opponent's ear. The figure staggered and fell.
"And my next opponent?"
No one would find her. Mostly guards just looked and asked questions, dismissing them already and their minds running to other possibilities. The princess couldn't possibly be fencing. Her hair was inside her helmet the color and length unknown. All the masks were tinted to give the fencers privacy to just fence, whether the opponent was a enemy of their father, or an ally. Everyone was treated the same, according to levels of skill. And Relena was very very good.
Relena Peacecraft was a master fencer, though no one knew it, except her foster parents. Why else would such a sport as fencing would appear in her peaceful kingdom? Of course fencing could be passed off as an aristocratic sport. But this was the first time she fenced in a long long time. Relena forget how it felt like. After winning the nation wide tournament at a mere ten years of age, the genius fencer known only as Aldinre Narele* disappeared off the face of the earth. Relena found that her foster mother thought that a female fencing was not ladylike, so she dropped it.
Desparate for love always. Have I ever gotten it?
"Me. I never could get the point of this, but since you're beating everyone else, I'll guess I have to try," Duo smiled. "Of course, one should never battle a nameless opponent. My name is Duo Maxwell. What's yours?"
Duo Maxwell. Former gundam pilot 02. An orphan, the sole survivor of the Maxwell church massacre. Has he ever done what he didn't want to do? Of course he would say yes. I wouldn't believe it. I'm not half the person he was, most would believe. But how would anyone know? I'm simply a lady forced into this role, this duty. Duo Maxwell, what ever did you think of me?
"You don't need to know. If you must have a name call me Orye Uyeh." This was said quietly and quickly she put Duo on the defensive.
Metal clashed against metal. "What an unusual name. But I already know that's not your name." Nothing was heard of the other opponent.
Will you beat me Duo Maxwell? Will you find out that I am Relena?
The match went on, the chance of winning seemingly evenly matched. Duo seemed to stop a moment, but that moment was all Relena needed.
"First blood. Shall we go on? I don't want to discourage you, but it simply would be a waste of effort."
Her voice was not of the high born aristocratic or strong voice of the politician. It was the clear honest voice of Aldinre's.
"Why are you using the name Heero Yuy? Who are you?" Duo asked now that he figured out the name. His fencing was now off and he could do nothing but defend. His opponent already gotten three more hits. "Simply none of your business, Maxwell. I win."
Through not the ten point hit system they were fighting on as Duo assumed, but the undoubted win of the fencer. With the blade to his neck somehow, Duo definitely lost.
"Who are you?" The voice suddenly asked. Relena turned around and faced Heero Yuy. "Cared to duel? If you win, I'll tell you. If I win, I walk out without a word." Relena paused. "Without any guns trained at me or anyone following of course.
Heero almost got angry. What was with the fencers and their need to prove their skill against his?
"Fine."
"En garde!"
Heero was in no mood to humor the fencer. He wanted to know now who this fencer was and why they were using his name, in acronym no less. Heero used the same tactic he used against Dorothy and the boy who challenged him when he met Relena again.
Heero's blade stopped. The other students were looking on in disbelief. The flat of his opponent's blade blocked his own sword point before it pierced the mask. Then the blade knocked his out of the way and his opponent did the exact same move before he could react.
"I believe I win." The fencer walked slowly out.
What?
Heero refrained from swearing even in his mind. Swearing meant emotions when he had none.
Most students could not execute such a move without some or any kind of physical training. A female aristocratic usually was in good shape wasn't necessary strong. Which just adds.... to the conf... no mystery of who the girl is.
These thoughts swirled around in his head along with other... things.
Heero was not about to wait to find out who the girl was, and he had an inkling to exactly who it was.
Heero caught up to his opponent in a few strides and pull off the helmet. A face with short hair with spiky blue bangs with chocolate eyes peered at him.
Not determined blue eyes and sandy blond hair.
"Well? What was that for? I am Uyeh. You can check the registers. Good day." The girl turned on her heels and walked out.
"Is that girl strange or what?"
Heero barely heard the other boy. There was only one thought that swirled in his mind.
Why did he think he was fencing Relena Peacecraft of all people? And despite the contrary, still did?
Author's Note: The *, guess where that name came from? Anyway I know you hate this by now 'cause I made Relena into something that can not happen. Well it's my story and I can do whatever the heck I want. Guess what Relena did to herself? I hope to have the next chapter some time soon. I like some comments on the story but flaming my idea is sure way to get the email/letter burned, so to speak.