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Possibility 2

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This is an alternate possibility for the stripping
scenario. The first one didn’t happen,
let us pretend, and instead. . . . something else after the infamous unpleasant
conference. Ah.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I love going off on tangents.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hohoho.
Crazy crazy me.



 



Forgive my lack of editing prowess!



 



Disclaimer: Same as
always. You know the drill.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Gundam Wing and all it’s lovely characters
especially do not belong to me. ::weep::



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



Rubbing her temples, Relena watched Duo almost attack Quatre
and convince him to go get a drink with him, Wufei, and Trowa.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heero stood by her side, impassive, awaiting
instructions. It was his turn to be
bodyguard and so far as he was concerned the job didn’t end until Relena was at
home and safe. She gave him a little
look out of the corner of her eye, but didn’t move or comment.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Sometimes it was nice to sit and breathe and
pretend she wasn’t at the job, even if she wasn’t alone.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> In fact being alone had been something that
troubled her quite a bit these days.
What she would have given just to do something casual like get a drink
with the boys.



 



But she was their leader, their boss.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> No one thought to ask the boss out.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She sighed as she thought this and the
loneliness deepened. Heero’s presence
had pretty much faded from recognition, since he never spoke to her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was easy to be alone in his company.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena was jolted out of her self-pity with
a start when the phone rang loudly in her purse.



 



“Relena Darlian.”
This line didn’t get used very often, but surely anyone who was calling
had a reason.



 



“Lena! I thought I
had heard you say you were getting in early, was I wrong?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hilde’s voice was so warm and friendly that
the gloomy thoughts of a moment ago were banished.



 



“I’m here.”



 



“Great! Then you can
come out with the girls tonight.”
Hilde’s voice was loud enough to carry in the quiet shuttleport lounge
and Heero shook his head as if to veto the proposed activity.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena bit the corner of her lip.



 



“I don’t know, Hilde, I mean, I’m sort of tired. . .”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heero gave a thin lipped smile.



 



“Bah! If I know Duo,
he’s out having a good time with a certain friend named Jack Daniels and I’ll
be damned if he gets to have all the fun.
In fact, tonight we all got together to give you a little surprise so
you HAVE to come.”



 



“If you put it that way. . .”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heero’s miniscule smile disappeared.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



“I’ll be there to pick you up in 15 minutes then.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Shuttleport right?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena specified a location and then hung up.



 



mal>There was a dangerous silence for a moment or two as Relena
silently counted in her head. She almost
got to four.



 



“I won’t let you go.”
Heero rumbled.



 



“You don’t have a choice.
I’m letting you out of your duties for tonight, so go find Duo and the
rest and don’t worry. There will be
plenty of people around me.”



 



“I don’t like this.”



 



“No one said you had to like it.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena moved with purpose towards where she
had directed Hilde to meet her. Heero
kept up easily even when Relena sped up the pace to a near jog.



 



“What if something happens?”



 



Relena tossed up her hands and halted, almost causing a
high-speed collision with the soldier.
She poked a finger into his chest.



 



“Nothing is going to happen to me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> No one cares about assassinating me anymore,
unless you still feel the need to take a shot at me.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Seeing something like hurtsh ash across his
face she was sorry she had said it, but she needed to have some fun and she
wasn’t going to back down. Removing her
finger, she gave him a radiant smile.
I have you on speed dial, number 1 remember?”



 



Hilde pulled up after another moment with Dorothy riding
shotgun. Dorothy motioned for her to
hurry as Hilde honked the horn. Heero
crossed his arms and nodded once as Relena looked at him with innocent clear
blue eyes and she gave a little yelp of joy.
Waving good-bye to the surly pilot she jumped into the back seat of the
sporty car and tried to buckle her seat belt as Hilde sped away.



 



“I can’t believe you got out of his clutches!”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Dorothy laughed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



“He’s not unreasonable some of the time.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena tried not to feel smug.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She was pretty proud of herself as well.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> A piece of fabric was tossed her way from the
passenger seat.



 



“Put this on.”
Dorothy looked back to make sure Relena understood.



 



“Excuse me?”



 



“You can’t get in to where we’re going in that stuffy old
business suit of yours.” Hilde said as
she hit a red light with a screech of tires.
“And I’m sure you can change before we get there.”



 



Relena pulled her seat belt to her side as she examined the
dress on her lap. It was small, it
looked tight, and it was a deep rust red.
Warily she regarded it even as she took off her jacket.



 



“But my shoes don’t match it, or my purse.an
an
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The protests were just cursory, as she was
already almost out of her shirt now.



 



“Somehow I don’t think that will matter so much.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> No one will be looking at you where we’re
going.” Dorothy’s words, like Hilde’s
before, just made Relena feel all the more nervous.style='mso-spacerun'> '> “Oh, and lose the bra too, it’s an off the
shoulder deal.”



 



By the time they pulled up to their destination, Relena had
the dress on and was pulling off her pants.
Looking out of the window she saw a sign that proclaimed, among other
things, ‘ladies only’. A rare dread made
her feel a little queasy. Hilde parked
the car with a flair that stunt drivers would envy and stepped out into the
warm night air.



 



“Welcome, my hard working friend, to a special night just
for us.” Hilde was in a halter-top and
low waisted dress pants, just as Dorothy was in a miniskirt and blouse.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Her suit, now in a puddle on the floor of the
back seat would have indeed been out of place, and judging from the other women
passing by them, laughable as well. Yet,
Relena felt so indecent in her new outfit that she knew she was blushing
already.



 



Dorothy waggled her eyebrows up and down.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I heard about this place a while ago and
decided that we were going to go sometime.
Boys do stuff like this all the time, so we might as well too.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> A militant gleam lit Dorothy’s eyes and
Relena felt almost like dialing up number 1 on speed dial.



 



No. She wasn’t going
to let herself be intimidated by something like this.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Her friends wouldn’t bring her here if she
were going to dislike it. Right?



 



Moving forward with an intent smile, Dorothy walked up to
the bouncer and paid the fee for all three of them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hilde had a hold on Relena’s arm as she led
the meeker young woman in ahead of her.
Screaming women brandishing money assailed their vision.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Music pounded.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Muscles flexed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Lights flashed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> More women screamed, some laughed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena was sure she was going to faint when a
blond man in a Preventor uniform walked out onto the runway and began to
strip. In mindmind a mantra kept telling
her that he couldn’t actually be in the Preventors, but the suggestion was
there now and she knew the next time she saw Wufei she could not look him in
the eye.



 



“The floor isn’t going to entertain you, Lena.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hilde almost yelled, but then she had to so
she could be heard over the din. Dorothy
had already disappeared into the crowd.
“Want a drink?”



 



Bar. Yes.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Then she wouldn’t have to look over at the
half naked men showing off and getting dollars stuffed in their underwear.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It wasn’t that she was prudish or really that
shocked, but to be subjected to all this when her normal life was spent around
clinically detached men in suits was a startling switch.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Maybe more warning would have helped.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Alcohol gave her a goal to focus on until she
could process this better. Hilde handed
her a drink with a little umbrella in it and some fruit.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was a ghastly shad blu blue.



 



“What am I drinking?”
Relena yelled.



 



“Does it matter? It’s Dor Dorothy and me tonight, just relax.
I’ll be right over there.” Hilde
motioned towards the stage. A
suspiciously familiar blond head grabbed a sparsely dressed policeman and stole
his hat while stuffing something down his pants at the same time.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena wondered if she would give back the
hat. Probably not.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> In the flash of attention she had devoted to
the scene, Hilde had disappeared. Relena
sat down at a table towards the back and sipped her fruity tasting drink.



 



It was the same for another hour or two, with men coming out
in a steady stream, taking off their clothes and retreating for the next one or
two to take his place. As her abject
embarrassment eased she started to compare each man silently in her mind to the
men she knew: the Gundam pilots. One man
seemed to have Wufei’s arms, another Trowa’s legs; but no man had anything that
she could compare to anything of Heero’s.
Part of the problem was that she had not seen his body since she was 15
and he was in his spandex and tank top days (which had left little to the
imagination). That was a while ago.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Nearly aade ade ago.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Time really passed so quickly.



 



She took a sip of the blue drink that had gotten a lot tastier
now that she was on her third one.
Hilde, face flushed, and Dorothy, a policeman’s hat at a jaunty angle on
her head, came over to her table. They
sat down and Hilde gave Relena a particularly evil smile.



 



“We noticed that you’ve barricaded yourself behind your
drink.” Hilde fiddled with a discarded
mini-umbrella.



 



“So we decided, if you won’t go to the men, we’ll bring the
men to you.” Dorothy’s smile was less
evil and more sinister, Relena decided to herself.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “They do private shows here, you know.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> As this information was slowly absorbed and
processed by Relena’s muzzy mind, Dorothy made a motion and two large men came
over to escort the slightly buzzed and slowly panicking Relena to a door to the
side of the stage. It led to a hallway
with a lot of doors. About halfway down
they opened a door and led Relena in to a place that was full of mirrors and
lights but only had a couple chairs.



 



“He’ll be in after a moment, miss.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Said one man and closed the door.



 



Alone, in the room, sans drink, Relena felt suddenly very
sober and somewhat ready to dial up Heero again.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Besides the knee jerk response to get out,
she tried to calm herself consciously.
Maybe this wasn’t all bad. Part
of what made out there so horrifying was all the women screaming, but in here
she wouldn’t have to deal with that. The
muted roar from outside seemed to be far away.
She should keep an open mind.
Maybe this man was very talented at what he did and she would actually
find him sexy, unlike the rest of the men out there.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> else in her estimation. She looked up at
the lights on the ceiling and found they were rotating.s='ms='mso-spacerun:yes'> Maybe she was less sober than she
thought. What was in those drinks?



 



The door opened and closed.
When she looked down her vision was filled with black.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Zorro, or some fetish-like equivalent,
regarded her intensely. Lots of tight
black leather: pants, sleeveless shirt.
Then of course there was the cape, mask, hat, and sword.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Dark blue eyes narrowed behind the mask.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena’s mouth went dry.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Yes, she could find this man sexy.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He just stood there scowling and Relena’s
mind tried to focus on why that seemed so familiar.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She started to get really confused.



 



“Er. Am I supposed to
do something first?” She looked over and
saw the stereo. Maybe that was it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I guess I have to choose the song?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> There were a couple of CDs, and she just
slipped one in, assuming it would all be pretty standard dance music.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She was correct.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The figure persisted in merely tracking her
movements and not really making any motions otherwise.



 



Relena started to get annoyed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Look, I didn’t ask for this, but I know that
my friends paid lord knows how much money so if you won’t dance then I’ll go
talk to the manager and get someone else. . .”
The figure shook his head hastily.
Something like defeat or despair reflected in those impassive eyes for a
second and then he climbed up onto the small stage.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He looked unsure of what to do.



 



“Is this your first time?”
He nodded. “Mine to.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Here, I mean, because I never even knew this
place existed until a few hours ago. You
might say I’m like a virgin, you too I guess!”
Relena laughed at her own joke as Zorro lost some color in his
face. “Don’t worry, I won’t laugh at
you.” Zorro tried an experimental wiggle
of the hips and then started timb imb down from the stage.



 



“Don’t just give up!”
Relena walked over and put her hand on his arm.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Just think of what the other guys do, and
I’m sure you’ll get into the swing of it.”
Her smile was so friendly, and her hand moved up his arm a little before
she caught herself and backed away.
Zorro got back on the stage hesitantly.



 



He tossed his hat to the side first thing and his unruly
chocolate hair sprang free. Relena
sighed. She had a brief flare of desire
to run her hands through that hair, but stifled it as soon as she realized what
she was thinking. The man moved
sinuously, unzipping his top down the front.
Once the shirt came off with a swaying movement of the shoulders, Relena
found she had to close her mouth for it had dropped open.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The other men had been almost overly muscled,
like they had spent many hours in a gym, but this man was more lean with
muscles that pulled under the skin with no excess or showy flexing.



 



Whatever Hilde and Dorothy had paid, he was worth it.



 



In just a mask and pants, Zorro looked unsure as his jaw
tightened and released. Relena made more
comments of encouragement, telling him he was doing VERY well for his first
time. He continued to dance, and after a
moment Relena swore she had seen moves like that earlier this evening.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> In fact, it was very like several of the men
she had seen even as she noted how he was trying to avoid taking off anything
else. But she wasn’t going to be that
easy on him.



 



“Take it off!” She
heard herself call. As soon as it left
her mouth she wasn’t sure which one of them was more startled.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> After a pause in his movement, the man
fiddled with some straps at the sides of his legs and pulled off the pants with
a flourish. Snaps and straps, Relena
saw, and admired how they could get such specially tailored clothes for such
activities. But the thought was only
background noise as her hormones took almost all her extra energy at the sight
of this muscular, lean, unbelievably sexy man in nothing more than what looked
like a black satin speedo and a mask.



 



For the first time that night she wondered if stuffing money
into the side strap would be impolite of her, even as she half rose from her
seat to do it only to begin to fall forward as her ankle twisted to the side.



 



The man was faster than anyone she had ever seen as he dove
to catch her. An hour ago, when she was
just starting her second blue drink, she would have immediately jumped away
from him after landing on his virile and nearly naked form, but as it was she
just started to laugh at herself.



 



“I’m so sorry. I
don’t know what came over me. This must
be a pretty strange first time for you.”



 



“You have no idea.”
The man said in a familiar gravelly voice.



 



Facts realigned themselves in her mind.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Lean atypical body, messy brown hair, blue
eyes she could get lost in, and of course that voice that could turn her knees
to jelly: Heero.



 



“Heero?” The end of
her thought process vocalized itself.
She tore at the mask as he flinched and soon enough she directly
confirmed what she suspected. “What are
you doing here?”



 



“My job.” He gave her
a lopsided smile. “I hope I get overtime
for this.”



 



Horror at herself as well as vague anger at him surfaced in
her still loopy mind. She tried to push
herself up but couldn’t get enough purchase with her sweaty palms and ended up
falling on his chest again. She tried
again and managed to sit up, even if she was straddling him.



 



“I can’t believe you would do something like this!”



 



“I can’t believe YOU would do something like this.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He responded, mysteriously choosing to not
make eye contact.



 



“It was Hilde and Dorothy’s idea!”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She threw at him in self-defense.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I would never have chosen this for
myself!” Mortified.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Twas was a good word for how she felt right
now. The dance music continued to fill
the room in lieu of her shouts. Hands
gripped her waist and lifted her up a bit, and she took the clue and stood up,
pulling her dress down to once again cover her thighs.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heero turned away from her and went to turn
off the music. He stayed turned away.



 



“You must hate me now.”
Relena said quietly as the dull roar from the front room became audible
again in the silence.



 



“I don’t hate you.”
He stayed turned away from her.



 



“It was stupid to go along with this.”style='mso-srun:run:yes'> She walked up and touched his shoulder; he
twitched. “I’m sorry Heero.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She tried to turn him around but he shrugged
her away. “Please accept my apology
Heero.” He shrugged her hand away again.



 



“I accept it. Now go
away.”



 



“It sounds like you’re a at at me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Really, I never wanted to. .”



 



“Listen, I’m not angry at you.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Just leave.”



 



“I’m not going to -- ” Relena stopped in mid sentence as she
sidestepped to try to get in front of him.
That tight underwear really didn’t hide much, did they?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Why he didn’t want to face her became
apparent at a glance. Heero now did look
cranky. “oh.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Relena said in a small voice.



 



Whether it was the blue drinks, the heat, or Heero in
general, Relena decided it was time to take a leap.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> A chance like this had to be taken.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She’d never get another one like it.



 



“Well, it’s only fair to even things up.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> This room is secure?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> With a confused look, Heero nodded.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Then quickly his eyes widened as large as
saucers as Relena pulled her dress over her head.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “There.
Now we’re both in our underwear.
Hehe. I’ve got white ones and
you’ve got black ones. It’s a nice
contrast.” The bulge in Heero’s
underwear grew.



 



Relena took another step next to him and placed a hand on
his chest, running a nail up and dond dnd delighting in the way his nipples
hardened, mimicking what her own had done a second ago.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> A low growl surfaced above the hum from
outside and Relena figured out it was coming from Heero.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Like revving a motor.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> So much power, and she had had it between her
thighs just a moment ago. She wanted it
there again.



 



“Yes, Heero.” As if
the growl had been a question. Probably
it was more of a warning. She leaned in
next to his ear. “I’m saying yes.”



 



“I don’t think I would have ivedived a no.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> His eyes burned into hers as his lips sought
hers, and then her neck, sucking so hard she would be sure to have marks there
in a moment or two. The force of his
lust was exciting and new compared to his mask of indifference at all other
times. Relena moved her hips to meet his
erection and the friction caused Heero to flex his grip on her arms.



 



A shred of doubt gave Relena pause.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She pulled back until Heero finally noticed
and relinquished his hold a bit to meet her eyes.



 



“Are you sure you want this Heero?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> You know what I want from you.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> This was not going to be a one night
thing. He had to give her some sign of
commitment or else she would stop this, no matter how good it felt.



 



“I’ve wanted this for a long time, all of it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> There just didn’t seem to be the right. . .”



 



“Opportunity.” Relena
finished for him. She knew what he
meant. That’s all she needed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She trusted him and his intentions.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> This time she initiated the kiss and rotated
her tongue in a lazy way that caused Heero to thrust at her, obviously wanting
to try out something similar himself.



 



Based on her calculations, they had 45 minutes or so before
anyone was expecting either of them to leave the room.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Not enough time, but surely long enough to
haveleasleast a little fun.



 



*



*



 



“Listen,” the manager
said with an irritated twang to his low tone.
“None of my boys are in there, but the door is still locked and your
friend is the last registered person to enter.
We have to do this. She could be
trapped or hurt, and you still have to pay for the repairs to the door.”



 



“This is silly. I’m
sure Relena left an hour ago, right when her time ended.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hilde was ready to go home and frankly very
concerned about Relena. Dorothy looked
more bored than concerned.



 



“I bet she just fell asleep after all those drinks and the
guy left to let her sleep it off.”
Examining her nails, she decided to instead take out a small comb and
brush her hair into a semblance of order again.



 



The door swung open after the lock broke and the sight that
greeted them caused Hildedo ado a double take and Dorothy to start
laughing. Heero, mask on his f
cr
cradled a sleeping Relena in the crook of his left arm who was naked but for a
black felt hat, and a black vest draped over her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heero pulled the sword nearby out of its
sheath and threw it at the door where it stuck and wobbled not but a couple
inches from the face of the manager, annoyed that anyone dare see his Relena
naked.



 



“Later. I’ll take her
home.” Hilde nodded while Dorothy
doubled over in laughter in the hallway.
The manager closed the door with a stunned and fearful look frozen on
his face. Hilde shoved some money at him
and a smile reappeared as if by magic.



 



“You saw nothing. And
we are renting that room for the next five hours.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hilde looked down.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Get up Dorothy, I’m ready to go get some
sleep.”



 



“Ohohoho. I want the
sort of sleep Relena had.” Dorothy
followed Hilde out of the hallway. “I
bet the boys are back from their own adventure after all, maybe I should give
Quatre a call.”



 



 






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