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[A.N] this is the first chapter of a multi-chapter fic! Hope you like it!

What You Want Most: Chapter One

She closed the door behind her, taking her gloves and hat off at the door. He was here, standing there across the room. She could feel his eyes on her from the shadows. She sighed as she pulled off her jacket. She wasn't in the mood for this, not now. It had been a rather long day full of meetings and conferences back to back with the occasional "luncheon" where she sat and listened to a few delegates try to discuss things over fruit trays and deli platters. It wasn't until her last even of the day that things had gotten a little better.

Donovan Covington, the son of the Prime Minister of the L4 colony cluster, had asked her two weeks beforehand for a dinner date. The two had been casually seeing one another for over a year. He was nice enough, rich, young, handsome, idealistic, but most of all, he seemed sincere. Sincerity was a trait a lot of men lacked when trying to court her. She found his sense of humor mildly entertaining and his passion for anything but politics was a nice change of pace. He was perfect. Too perfect. He had walked her to her door, a sweet gesture given the question he'd asked her over dinner. It wasn't like she hadn't expected it. The tabloids had been pushing them at each other since their little relationship began. She sighed again remembering how he'd done it.

The five-star Italian restaurant had been lit with candles as soft music played in the background. Their table had been set out by the balcony where she could see the star filled winter sky. He had pulled out her chair for her and been nothing short of a perfect gentleman. Their dinner conversation had been pleasant enough but the whole time she could tell he was leading up to it. She watched, only half-surprised, as he rose from his seat and knelt before her. He had taken her hand in his and asked her those four little words that make most girls heads swim.

She reached into her pocket and grabbed out the velvet box. She hadn't given him an answer but he had refused to take back the ring. He told her to take all the time she needed to think about keeping the ring as a reminder of his sincerity. He'd walked her to the door and kissed her hand softly as he bid her goodnight. For the hundredth time she sighed again, her eyes finally rising to meet those of the shadowed figure. He had seen the whole thing, she knew he had. He began to approach her, his steps slow and precise, almost as if she had counted the number of steps it would take to close the distance between them.

His eyes were almost glowing with the intensity of hi stare and she found herself momentarily unable to think. She looked away from him; it was so hard to focus when he started at her. For that moment it was just her and her bodyguard, standing alone together in an all too silent room. After what seemed like a small eternity she finally raised her eyes to his again, seeing the unspoken questions.

"You have the ring." The sudden sound of his voice almost made her jump.

"Yes. Don said I could hold onto it."

"So you didn't say yes?" She sighed and shook her head.

"I couldn't. Not yet at least." She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, still uncomfortable under his piercing gaze.

"Do you love him?" His question somewhat surprised her. His voice was so impassive, the same cold tone he usually used although his eyes betrayed his deeper thoughts. She had once longed to know him well enough to understand every glance and gesture he made; now it all seemed sort of foolish.

"I don't know. I suppose I love him enough." She paused and broke their little stare down walking past him to sit on her bed. "Donovan is a good, decent man that cares about me a lot. I have no doubt he would make a good husband." He said nothing, merely watched her as she removed her stiletto heels.

"Don't look at me like that, Heero Yuy." She found herself getting frustrated with his lack of reactions, which was ironic considering her rarely ever did react much to anything. She was used to his normal stoic behavior and one sentence responses so why was she so bothered now?

"Like what?"

"You know perfectly well what look you're giving me." She glared at him, feeling a fire build within her. "The truth is I'm not getting any younger. I'll be thirty in a few months. I want to settle down and have a family someday. If this is my chance to have that than why shouldn't I take it?"

"You're sure that's what you want? To start a family with him?" It seemed a rather redundant question that made her head begin to throb.

"If not him than with whom? I can't wait around forever. I have dreams, Heero. I dream of a household with the sound of children laughing. I want to hold my children in my arms and watch them grow… grow old with my husband by my side…" She paused, letting her words linger in the air like a gentle perfume. "Donovan is my chance to have all of that. Why can't you see?"

"Does he love you?" His words were like a slap in the face. Did he love her? He hadn't really ever said he did but she imagined so. He had professed that he cared deeply for her on numerous occasions but did that mean he loved her? She looked down at her hands, wringing her fingers like a nervous child.

"I don't know." She suddenly felt very tired. "All I know is that he is the closest thing to a serious relationship I have ever had and I think it might be worth it to try."

"Then say yes." She felt her heart stop and her breath catch in her throat. She had expected many different responses, imagined his reaction many times but never had she ever imagined him telling her to go through with it. She felt her heart sink in disappointment. What had she been expecting? That he would beg her not to go through with it? That he would sweep her off her feet, kiss her breathless and ask her himself? She all but laughed at her own foolishness.

"You really think I should?"

"You said so yourself that this might be your only chance. If it will make you happy, then do it." His deep blue eyes were unreadable. She wished she could see into his mind and find out what he was really thinking.

"You're right." She sighed and stood up, giving him a half-hearted smile. "I guess my mind is made up then. I'm getting married. She walked past him to get to the door. Her hand paused just above doorknob. "Thank you, Heero."

"For what?"

"For making things easier for me." with those final words, she left the room to go make herself a much needed cup of cocoa. Had she looked back she would have seen the sad look in her guardian's eyes as she walked out the door.

[A.N.] Sorry it's so short but I didn't want to do too much in the first chapter. I feel like with Heero and Relena sometimes less is more. I hope you like it. Please review and tell me what you think and what you would like to see happen and I'll keep the chapters coming as fast as I can. TTYL!