Relena ran around the apartment, franticly attempting to find her other boot. "Hilde! Where the hell did you put my boots? You know that I need those! Find my damn boot!" she yelled. Hilde appeared, holding a black leather platform boot in her hand. "Thank you Hilde," she smiled. She slipped her foot into the shoe and turned to the mirror. She wore a long black skirt with thigh high slits and a black shirt with a flaming butterfly on it. Her hair was spiral curlled and ruby studded.
The girls were finally ready to face the five men they encountered earlier. All wore mostly black, but all held their own uniqueness. Relena locked the door behind them, "Well, lets go win a bet," she laughed. The others giggled. Brodi had a snowball's chance in hell of winning this one.
*******
Heero had thrown on dark blue baggy jeans and a black/red irridescent button down shirt with a black wife-beater underneath. The others piled into the truck Duo drove while Heero preferred his black vintage 2001 BMW Z-3. If he was gonna attempt to pick up Relena tonight, then damn he'd do it in style! "See ya there!" he shouted over the purr of his engine.
*******
Relena, Hilde, Cathrine, Sally, and Dorothy walked into the room. The music pulsed and moved around them. Strobe lights and black lights were the only illumination to the club. "Hey, feels like a rave huh?" Relena yelled. The girls nodded. Brodi and her following walked up to the group.
"Relie, are you ready to loose?" she asked. Relena shook her head.
"No Brodi, you're asking the wrong person. You should be questioning yourself," Relena chided. Brodi turned red and stormed off to the comfort of lies. Relena laughed. 'No use crying over the truth,' she mused. She scanned the room for any sign if the five men from earlier in the day. She heard the distinct roar of a vintage BMW. 'Needs a new fan belt,' she thought.
*******
Heero stepped out if the car, pausing long enough to unbutton his shirt. He opened the door, stepping into a world of hard rock and strobe lights. He glanced around the room, searching for the woman of his dreams. He was soon swarmed by five girls. Brodi and her following pounced upon him as soon as he entered the club. 'Here we go,' he thought. Brodi clutched his arm; he didn't protest. She steered him to the dance floor, making a clear line for an area right in front of Relena.
*******
Relena smiled at Brodi. It didn't bother her that Brodi clung so tightly. She knew that he wouldn't go for that. So she smiled and held her glass of punch to the sky, a symbol that said to Brodi 'Bring it on!' She watched them dance and she walked to the stage to request a song. A song she knew, for an unknown reason, that he would know and react to. A song she heard in her dreams every night. The music began to pulse over the system. Slow, melodic, enchanting.
Love and other moments are just chemical reactions in your brain,
In your brain.
And feelings of agression are the absence of the love drug in your veins,
In your veins...
She saw the look in his eyes and the confusion on Brodi's face. She smirked. Heero strode to her and reached out a hand, knowing written in his features. He pulled her close and danced slowly, looking into her eyes.
I'm gunning down a Romance,
It never did a thing for me.
But heartache and missery,
Ain't nothing but a tragedy.
He twirled her and spun her back into his arms. Both oblivious to the world around them. Brodi pouted and stomped off.
Take these broken wings,
I'm gonna take these broken wings
And learn to fly,
And learn to fly away,
And learn to fly away...
They stopped and looked into each other's eyes. Relena smiled and slipped a note into his hand and kissed him on the cheek. When he opened his eyes again, she was gone. 'Relena.'
AN: OK, I don't own ANY song by Savage Garden! I know I haven't covered the other couples much, but I will, not saying how much but I will. ~Promise!~
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