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Title: Questions and Excuses
Theme + Number: #15 - Grasp the truth, #27 - It's okay, #28 - In words that are mine alone
Warnings: Angst
Friendship: Heero Yuy and Relena Peacecraft
Word count: 185
Rating: G
Summary: Relena feels hopeless.
"Relena?"
"In here," she says softly. Heero seems a little confused, but he goes in, shutting the door behind him and raising an eyebrow at her a little. She wipes her eyes hastily on the tissues and lets it fall. "Just having a moment."
"I see."
"They're not listening."
"Relena -- "
"I'm trying to negotiate and all they're doing is bringing up more and more problems! Why can't they all just... relax and let things come right?"
Heero has answers and he doesn't have answers. He has excuses and he has bitter personal knowledge and experience, and he has cold comfort and warm fake words, but none of it is really his. None of it is anything he wants to say, but he doesn't have his own words for it. So he doesn't answer.
"Do you think that humans just really want to fight?"
"I don't know."
They stand there quietly for a moment, and then Heero clears his throat, reaching for Relena's hand and taking it in his, just for a moment, a brief flutter of contact.
"Go on, Relena. Keep trying."
She looks up to meet his eyes, and then she nods. "Okay."
Theme + Number: #15 - Grasp the truth, #27 - It's okay, #28 - In words that are mine alone
Warnings: Angst
Friendship: Heero Yuy and Relena Peacecraft
Word count: 185
Rating: G
Summary: Relena feels hopeless.
"Relena?"
"In here," she says softly. Heero seems a little confused, but he goes in, shutting the door behind him and raising an eyebrow at her a little. She wipes her eyes hastily on the tissues and lets it fall. "Just having a moment."
"I see."
"They're not listening."
"Relena -- "
"I'm trying to negotiate and all they're doing is bringing up more and more problems! Why can't they all just... relax and let things come right?"
Heero has answers and he doesn't have answers. He has excuses and he has bitter personal knowledge and experience, and he has cold comfort and warm fake words, but none of it is really his. None of it is anything he wants to say, but he doesn't have his own words for it. So he doesn't answer.
"Do you think that humans just really want to fight?"
"I don't know."
They stand there quietly for a moment, and then Heero clears his throat, reaching for Relena's hand and taking it in his, just for a moment, a brief flutter of contact.
"Go on, Relena. Keep trying."
She looks up to meet his eyes, and then she nods. "Okay."