Well, this is a very, very odd paring for me. And no yaoi.

Yami: O.O This is HET?

*nodds * yuppers!

Yami: O.O Y-YOU wrote HET? YOU?!

Yesh! ^.^

Yami: O.O …..*several seconds later * AHHHA! THE WORLDS COMING TO AN END! THE APOCALPYSE IS UPON US!!

…..-.- I dun think it’s THAT scary….

Yami: This is just cruel and unusual punishment! Poor Heero! It’s like-like pairing me with that friendship spouting ballerina…

You mean Anzu?

Yami: O.O DON’T SAY THE EVIL ONE’S NAME! *cowers behind Oni*

-.-

SUMMARY: Relena’s family is throwing a ball, Heero’s there, and Relena’s out to seduce him. Relena x Heero

NOTES: Contains het. That means normal boy x girl for the rocket scientists.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own and am making no money off of this.

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WINE AND ROSES

Lady Peacecraft stood in front of her full length mirror, admiring her perfect reflection. Her smooth, dark blonde hair was piled atop her head, accented by a glittering silver tiara. Her sleeveless blue velvet ballgown clung to her slim waist and flared at her legs. Her matching elbow gloves accented her shinning silver rings with little diamond clusters. She wore diamond earrings and a blue, velvet choker and necklace of diamonds completed the ensemble.

“Kitty, tonight’s ball will be spectacular! The guests are already here and Mum ordered the dancing to begin.” Relena said to her maid, Kitty, who handed her her reticule and fan.

Relena briefly nodded, dismissing the maid then headed out of her bedroom. She paused at the top of the marble staircase, gazing at the guests. She spotted one tall, dark figure and smiled as she grandly descended. Lord Yuy was here.

Relena stopped to chat with some of her young, tittering female friends. She even accepted a few invitations to dance with eager young men. As she twirled about the floor, Relena kept her blue gaze locked with the dark, mysterious eyes of Heero.

She graciously excused herself when she saw him alone by the refreshment table. She curtsied, saying “My lord.” He bowed and brazenly kissed her gloved hand. “My dearest lady, will you honor me with a dance?” Relena smiled and nodded.

He extended his arm to her and she possessively placed her hand on him. Beneath the fine fabric of his coat, she could feel the strong, hard muscles. As they danced, he held her closer than proper. She noted the borad shoulders and firm chest. His scent, pure, raw, and masculine, caused her insides to quiver in excitement and made her hot and heady all at once.

Heero felt her smooth, defined back. The sweet musck of her fine perfume teased his senses.

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