Gundam Wing: The End of the Dance
Chapter Seven
By Lady Une-chan
August 23, AC 197
Town Center, Bogota, Colombia
"Well, here we are," said Relena, as she and Heero stood looking at the town center.
"We need to start gathering info," said Heero in that serious tone he always used.
"Yeah." Relena stopped talking. She looked Heero in the eyes. Heero's eyes darted down to the ground. Relena had finally broken Heero's all so serious gaze. "Heero, you know I'm an ambassordor. I never was a risk taker, never a gundam pilot. That was a your job. I was just the rich girl that wanted peace."
"You're a princess. That's your job," said Heero.
"I'm not a princess," said Relena.
"I beg to differ. Aren't you Relena Peacecraft, princess of the Cinq [Sanc] Kingdom?" asked Heero.
"No, I'm Relena Dorilan, vice foreign minister for the Earth Sphere Alliance, just like to told Mariemeia," said Relena.
"Then I guess your not the Relena I know," said Heero.
"Then I guess not," replied Relena.
"Relena, doesn't this sound familiar?" asked Heero.
"What do you mean?" asked Relena.
"There once was a man that had two names. Under one name he was the heir to a kingdom. Under the other name, he was a member of a special organization. Under the first name he was a loving brother. Under the second, he was a backstabber," said Heero.
"Did Dorothy tell you that?" asked Relena.
"No, I rewrote the words," said Heero.
"My brother had two names. So?" asked Relena.
"Milliardo Peacecraft, Zechs Marquise. Relena Peacecraft, Relena Darlian," said Heero.
"So?"
"Relena, please. Just be one 'Relena'. Okay?" asked Heero.
"That's like asking you to stay with me," said Relena.
"Relena, it's like having two personalities."
"Who do you think I am? Lady Une?" asked Relena.
"No, and I thought you and Lady Une became friends," said Heero.
"I forgave her killing my father--" started Relena.
"You mean your foster father," interrupted Heero.
"Do you want to heard this or not?" asked Relena.
"Continue."
"But I wouldn't say were best buds. She and I have different ideas. Sure we work together, her as Head Preventer, and I as vice foreign minister. But we aren't best friends," said Relena.
"Which ever 'Relena' you are, I don't care. However, we have to mission that we need to fulfill. Okay?" asked Heero.
"Very well, Heero Yuy," said Relena.
***
August 23, AC 197
Luxmany Cemetery, Germany
It was slightly raining when they got there. Lady Une lead Treize to the spot that she had been to almost everyday for the past two years.
" 'Treize Khushrenada; AC 171- AC 195. A beloved leader and friend'," read Treize. "It's like that movie, you know, where they thought he was..." Treize faded off. "Well, I guess we'll need someone to fix this," gesturing to the headstone.
Lady Une sniffled. "Now, Lady," sighed Treize, "It's okay, I'm not dead. Although everyone though I was..." noted Treize.
Lady Une nodded, but didn't say anything.
"Come on, let's go," said Treize, and two left the cemetery.
***
September 4, AC 197
St. Gabriel School, Cinq (Sanc) Kingdom
Mariemeia sat down in the seat that was assigned to her. The desks were arranged in columns. The students were seated in alphabetical order. Seated in front of her was a Claudia Jacksion, and behind her was Adelaide Kingsman.
"Hey!" Adelaide said as she poked Mariemeia with a pencil. Mariemeia turned around.
"I'm Adelaide Kingsman, and you?" she asked.
Ah ha! She doesn't know who I am! thought Mariemeia. Maybe it will be easy to make friends. It was the first day of fourth grade, and Mariemeia was the youngest kid in the class. Lady Une had tudored her last year, but felt that Mariemeia needed a proper education.
"I'm Mariemeia Khushrenada," sais Mariemeia proudly.
Adelaide wrinkled her nose. "The Mariemeia Khushrenada?"
"The one and only, " said Mariemeia.
"You? You were the one? The little girl that tried to take over the world?" Adelaide started to laugh.
"My grandfather--" Mariemeia started, but the bell rang.
"Hello, class. I'm Miss Stewart, your fourth grade teacher. Let's started with roll call," said the teacher.
Roll call! Mariemeia knew that as soon as the class heard her name, no one would want to be her friend.
Miss Stewart was busy calling names. Soon she said "Claudia Jacksion?"
"Here!" said the girl in front of Mariemeia.
Oh no! thought Mariemeia. I'm
next!
"Mariemeia Khushrenada?" Miss Stewart called.
"Here," said Mariemeia quietly. All the students' heads turned to stare at her. The students whispered among themselves. Marimaya could hear the phrases "tried to rule the world". Marimaya was boiling inside.
"Adelaide Kingsman?" called Miss Stewart. She seemed not to care if she had a famous kid in her class.
"Here!" said Adelaide.
After Miss Stewart called everyone in the class, she handed out text books and explained the daily rountine. Then it was recess, the moment Mariemeia was dreading.
All the students in the class got up from their seats. All expect Mariemeia, of course. As students passed her desk, kids stared at her. To block their glare, Mariemeia looked down at her desk, and waited for all the children to leave the classroom.
"Come on, Mariemeia!" exclaimed Miss Stewart, "Don't you want to go outside and play."
"Well you see, ma'am, the other students, well, they don't like me, " said Mariemeia.
"How do you know they don't like you?" said Miss Stewart.
"Because," said Mariemeia, not wanting to give the reason.
"Oh, I see. You think they will make fun of you."
"Well, you see, ma'am, I'm... well, I guess you could I'm famous..." said Mariemeia.
"Oh, now I see. Your father is a very important man. But wouldn't the students want to be friends with a famous girl like you?" asked Miss Stewart.
"No, no, no. You remember last Christmas, don't you," said Mariemeia.
"Oh, I see now. Well, I bet someone will want to make friends with you," said Miss Stewart, "Now go outside and play."
Mariemeia reluctantly got up from her seat and went outside. All the kids stared at her as she walked along the black top. Mariemeia hung her head in shame. She'd promised her parents she'd make a friend, and she knew that no one would ever want to be her friend.
"Hi, I'm Claudia Jacksion," said a voice behind her. Mariemeia turned around.
"You're really gonna talk to me?" asked Mariemeia.
"Well, yeah," said Claudia. She was tall, with long black hair that was braided into a ponytail. "You look lonely."
"Well, you see, no one wants to be my friend," said Mariemeia.
"I'll be your friend," said Claudia.
Mariemeia smiled. "Thanks."
"No problem. Everyone needs a friend," said Claudia.
Please review!! (Kami-sama, I sound like a broken record. Please review! Please review! Don’t flame me! Don’t flame me!) I just want to see if people like my very first fic that I ever wrote (and the tenth one that I post).
~ Lady Une-chan