Disclaimer: I do no own Gundam Wing characters or anything even remotely similar to them. I merely play with them and torture them. grin Well, that's about all I've got to say about that issue. Have fun reading "Poison Apples"
What were the odds of finding the right guy within a thousand miles of town for helping her with her problem? Oh yes, he was the right guy for the job. He was obnoxious, rude, and savagely appealing in a certain badass aura surrounding him where ever he was or who he was with.
She sat calmly on the top of the brick wall outside of one of the many broken down and abandoned homes on the outskirts of town. Her feet dangled down, crossed at the ankles; she stared up at the star studded sky. She listened to the steady rhythm of footsteps in the pitch black darkness. Her ears perked as they came closer and closer to her little refuge until a young man finally came within reach of the fringes of dim light from the street light a few feet away. He hadn't noticed her yet even though her white tank top glowed in the light, and her feet continued to dangle as she watched him closely. She grinned when she finally recognized the short mop of unruly dark hair and lean frame.
He snapped his head to the right and narrowed his gleaming Prussian blue orbs on her. All he could make out was her white shirt and blue jeans which did nothing to hide her hour glass physique.
"Who are you? What do you want?" he growled.
"I'm hurt, Heero; don't you remember me?" she leaned over letting her low neckline go even lower to reveal a luscious view of creamy flesh and a heart-shaped face in the light.
"Relena, what are you doing here?"
"I need your help," she stated as she slid down to stand in front of him. She lifted her head to look him square in the eyes.
"I can't help you, Lena,"
"You haven't even listened to what I need you for, so you can't refuse yet," she stated grabbing his arm as he started to step around her.
"Relena, I'm not the nice, never-hurt-a-fly kind of guy anymore. He's dead; he has been for a long time now,"
"I know that, Heero; I know what you've been doing since you left Tender valley. I know you're a gun for hire, and it's why I need your help,"
"What?!" he looked back into her eyes to spot the unshed tears that hadn't been there before when she was the confident seductress, now she was uncertain and seemed almost fragile like at any second she would shatter into a million pieces.
"Lena, what's happened?"
"They're back, Heero, and they've murdered my parents. I know they did it, but everyone's put it as domestic murder and suicide. My father never so much as swatted a fly, and he would never dream of hurting Moma,"
"The courts tagged Mr. Darlian for murder,"
"It never went to court, Heero. I wasn't home when it all happened and as far as everyone's telling there wasn't any witnesses either, and all the police want to see it as murder/suicide,"
"Surely, there's someone there that would put it to court look at all the angles," Relena shook her head.
"No, after you left a few strangers came in and took over everything. They've got the mayor, judges, most of the police force under their thumbs. Everyone's scared to even attempt to go against them. Then, a few months ago Vipers showed up. A few people tried to stop them from robbing them blind but it all went badly and soon no one stood up to them except my parents. They fought to get them out with tooth and nail,"
"Where were you when it happened?"
"I had been out with Duo and Hilde at the football game and we'd staid out later than normal and when I got back," the tears finally fell and she collapsed against his chest, wrapping her arms around him.
"Alright, shh, it'll be alright," he murmured, wrapping his own arms around her until she calmed down.
"Heero, I need you're help, I just had to come and find you. Duo didn't want me to go alone, but I had to. He couldn't leave Hilde by herself, not there,"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Come back with me, I know you can get rid of them,"
"Please, I have no where else to go,"
"What about your brother and his wife?"
"They're in Paris on their third honeymoon; when I left they still hadn't gotten there. Besides, you know we never got along he was always to protective,"
"Lena, I don't know if they'll even take me back. They'd see me as a worst threat then these new guys,"
"No, they won't,"
"I'm a permanent blood stain on their societal white robe. I'm the assassin remember,"
"Damnit, Heero! That's what we need. The entire town faculty is either to scared to do anything or to corrupt to give a shit,"
The two went silent as the crickets continued to chirp and the owls hoot across the sky. He sighed letting his head fall and eyes shut.
"Alright, I'll take you back as far as to the outskirts of town and I'll take a look around for a few days. See just who it is I'm dealing with,"
"Yeah, I've got nothing better to do,"
Relena suddenly jumped up in the air and wound her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She smashed her mouth to his sending him back a few steps. She broke from his lips to stare into his wide eyes.
"You're wonderful, you know that?"
"No, I didn't,"
"Now you do," she grinned.
"Say, how long have you been looking for me?"
"I don't know, maybe six months, I'd hear a whisper about you in one town then when I'd get to that town you would've done left,"
"Six months, how long has your parents been dead?"
"Three years today,"
"Oh Baby," he held her tighter. She left tender kisses to his temple, cheek, and neck.
"I haven't heard that in a long time," she whispered.
"I've got a place where we can stay for the night; that way we can get a good start in the morning,"
"Take me away, Callaghan, take me away," she muttered sleepily.
He noticed the weariness that lined her stiff body. Her hair was dingy and wasn't as healthy looking as he remembered.
"When was the last time you slept?"
"I don't know; I'm in James Scott now, right?"
She lifted her head and he spotted the bags and dark circles beneath her sleepy aquamarine eyes.
"I found a nice elderly couple who let me burrow a room in West Beverly and the man drove me to Barker's Ville,"
"Barker's Ville, where the hell is that?"
"Two weeks walk from here," Her voice went quiet and her body went limp. He nearly dropped her from the sudden change. He let her legs fall then some how he managed to slip one arm beneath her knees but kept her head lying on his shoulder. He started down the sidewalk towards town where lights still flickered.
"Where's my sister, Maxwell? What have they done to my family?" a tall man fumed as he cornered a younger man. The younger man's chestnut bangs shadowed over his violet eyes that held there own uncertainties until the other's icy blue glare that was full of rage and hurt.
"I have no idea where she is by now. Its untellin' she left in the middle of the night before we were supposed to leave together. You see, she didn't want me to go with her because then Hilde'd be by herself and no one goes anywhere by themselves in this town any more. She'd be unprotected. I argued with her for a good eight hours after she got the idea then I kept arguin' with her until we agreed to leave that weekend,"
"But why would she leave in the first place, Maxwell? She should've staid here until I got here!"
The long haired and braided man suddenly went silent and turned his eyes down to the floor. The white-blond haired guy shook him by the shoulders.
"Where was she going? Answer me!"
"She was going after Heero Yuy; she got this idea into her head when she got that letter from Vipers after Mr. and Mrs. Darlian died. She got scared and he always seemed to be a comfort to her," he muttered.
"Heero Yuy, but he's dead,"
"No, he's not; he became an assassin after he was accused of murdering Mayor Stantor's secretary. We got word that he'd joined the military then the last thing that came back about him was that he's a gunman for hire,"
"And you were going to help her find him! Are you crazy?"
"Zechs, calm down, maybe this is a good thing. I know as well as you that Jim would never harm your mother or even attempt suicide. Maybe Heero could stand up to these men and get rid of them once and for all. She couldn't be in safer hands," a slim woman stated as she came up to them with a second young woman. The younger went over to Maxwell burrowing her face into his chest.
"Lu, she could still be out there looking for him. He could be anywhere; he might not even be in the United States of America. She's out there somewhere all alone," he collapsed into one of the rugged looking chairs covering his face with his hands. Lu went to her knees next to him and laid her head in his lap.
"She'll be alright, I know she is alright. She's a smart girl and she'll find him." She soothed.