The Girl in the Window

Disclaimer: You know the usuals, I don\'t own any of the Gundam Seed Characters. However! I do own the main female character in this work of fiction. Also, the story takes place after the ending of Gundam Seed. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One


\"He\'s out there again.\" The bronze skinned woman called back towards the other, who had disappeared into the bathing area of the room. Hazel eyes kept watching the form of the young man, who stood staring at the open window, while others passed him in the street.

\"Do you think we should report him?\" Belinda spoke aloud, looking at the reflection of herself in the mirror. Sighing, she bent down washing the unseen grime from her face. She had been early, her shift not yet to start for another half hour, it would give her enough time to change and apply the cosmetics to her face, making her appear quite a bit older than she actually was.

\"Hell! Report him staring at the window? Darling do you realize how many men stare at these windows? This is the window district of Amsterdam. Please.\" Olivia shook her head, as she turned away from the young man to look behind her into the room that she rented along with Belinda and one other prostitute. \"They would laugh and send us on our merry little way. Besides,\" She turned again to watch the dark haired young man once again, \"All he ever does is stand there and wait until you come to the window. Once he sees you, he turns and leaves. He can\'t be that old.. sixteen or seventeen. Still wet behind the ears if you ask me.\" She chuckled, leaning out the window as she yelled towards the young man.

\"Come on little cub! I have something you want and need!\" It appeared that the boy blanched, but never offered a repreive towards the woman who was half naked in the window.

\"Bah.\" Before turning away, she closed the window and shut off the light that indicated they were no longer in business. A curtain drawn, she stepped back to see what Belinda was doing. \"I think its you that he wishes would say that to him, maybe he wouldn\'t be so comatose.\" She placed her hands upon the younger woman\'s shoulders, looking at her in the mirror. \"You should try the grey shadow, it makes your blue eyes smoky.. But hell, who is going to be looking at your eyes?\" She shook her head and stepped away, removing the clothing that she had been wearing, stuffing into a duffle to take home.

\"This is the fifth time he has been here in two weeks.\" Belinda sighed, placing the little brush into the grey powder, whirling it around before she applied it towards her lids. \"He looks.. sad. I tried to speak to him that one time, but he staggered back and ran.. Now when I go to the window, he leaves quite quickly.. sometimes he comes back and stands on the other side of the street, watching.\" Tossing the little brush aside, she looked at herself once again then stood and stepped out into the small room.

Olivia had stripped the sheets from the bed, replacing them with new ones. \"Well you know what to do if something happens. Just be careful, you know what they are saying about that young girl that went missing last week.\" Olivia whispered, not wanting to scare Belinda, but wanting her to take the necessary precautions. \"Come on, help me with the new sheet and I\'ll be out of your hair.\" Giving a nod, Belinda took the other end, tucking it into the mattress. \"I am always careful.. no need to worry about me, Olivia. Your as bad as my mother.\" She gave a little wink, knowing that Olivia was old enough to be just that.

\"I\'ll see you tommorow tonite.\" She winked and stepped towards the door, giving a little way to the young girl right before she closed it behind her.

Belinda, sat down on the edge of the bed, once again wondering how it was that she had gotten here. Over a year ago, she was a university student on Heliopolis and now she was here in the red light district of Amsterdam. Laying back, she closed her eyes trying to block out the images that had filtered through her mind. Turning her head, she looked towards the clock on the wall, then stared upward at the ceiling. She knew almost every crack, having counted them so many times that she felt she knew each one personally. She had gotten good at it, the only way to displace herself when she was with a client. Rising upward, she removed her clothing and opted for something more revealing. The soft sheer material rising across the heavy swell of her breasts to inch downward across the top of her thighs. Time to work.

As she drew the curtain open, she wondered if he was still out there. A frown of disappointment wearing upon the supple flesh of her lips when she realized she didn\'t see him. Turning the light on and raising the window, she perched herself onto the sill and waited. People moved through the crowds, looking upward at the windows and the women that posed within them. Many of them clientele, some even tourists, it didn\'t matter whether they were men or women. They had all come here to see them, didn\'t they? Running a hand back through her hair, she tasseled the ebon locks from her eyes, squinting into the streets. When the crowds dispersed, blue eyes came to settle upon one that had remained when the sea of bodies splitted.

\"So your still there?\" She whispered to herself for a brief moment making eye contact with the young man. Seconds later, he turned and ran. Frowning, she turned her eyes away as a another man made his way up the walk towards her window. Giving a faux smile, she slid from the sill, opening the door just enough that she could slide herself out.

\"Looking for fun?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"Well come on in.. I am sure I can give you a bit of entertainment.\"

Turning, Belinda opened the door and allowed the man to step through. Before she closed the door, her eyes searched to see if the young man was still there. She didn\'t see him, though she had the odd feeling that he was somewhere close.. watching.

Authors Note: Yes, Yes... I see there is no sex. But! I promise that there will be some! I just need to get my plot going first of all and flesh out my characters a bit, so hang in there, I promise you\'ll get what your wanting.