One
moment
One
moment forever
One
decision rules a lifetime
One
mistake another unborn love will perish
She
was sitting outside on the balcony watching over the party inside.
Watching
over him. The pressing cold breeze made her shiver through her entire
body. The moon was throwing rays of light on her golden hair
and reflecting on her pale skin . She almost looked like an angel, an
outcast angel thrown to Earth to live a life of madness and
desolation. A lonely child who lost everything but the will to fight
and the heart to love.
One
moment forever
One
word a whole new vision
One
glimpse of what could have being
"Miss
Catalonia, would you like another drink miss?" A young servant
was standing next to her. "Miss Catalonia?"
"No,
thank you."
"You
look cold, why don't you come inside and enjoy yourself, after all
it is a party."
"No,
thank you. I'll be fine." She tried to give the servant one of
her famous smiles.
But
instead of leaving, the servant took of his black coat and wrapped it
around her. "You don't wan't to get a cold, Miss Catalonia."
Dorothy
looked up to face the young man. "Thank you." A tear felt
down her cheek when the young man left her.
It's
been two years since someone did something nice like that for her.
Exactly two years since Quatre Winner told her to get off Libra.
One
moment forever
One
look at you're face
One
beat of my heart and I know I love you
There
he was, so close but yet so far . Dancing with other woman. She could
see him dance with a young girl with black hair. Oh how jealous she
was! How she wanted to be that girl. She was happy when he broke the
dance and walked to the bar to get a drink and talk to Duo Maxwell.
Leaving the girl to dance with Trowa Barton.
She
kept staring at him, how his strokes of platium blonde hair hung in
his face.
How
his deep sea blue eyes stared friendly, and felt her heart break when
she reminded herself of who she was.
Once
a spy for Romefeller, an orphan raised by her grandfather to be
someone who hated everything and only loved to fight and take
revenge. Someone who did not belong with a sweet young pacifist like
him.
One
moment forever
One
thought-worthless thought
One
innocent soul, one dark soul never together
Her
heart was pounding heavily as he moved towards the balcony where she
was sitting.
His
hands reaching for the sliding doors. He stepped towards her.
"Good
evening, Miss Dorothy."
"Good
evening, Mr. Quatre."
"Why
don't you come inside? It's really cold out here. And you're
sitting here so alone."
"No,
thank you. I'm just fine out here, I'm used to the loneliness."
"Why
is it that such a beautiful young woman doesn't have someone to
dance with?"
He
smiled like he wasn't expecting an awnser and offered her his hand.
"Would
you like to dance with me, Miss Dorothy?"
She
looked down and sighed.
One
moment forever
One
chance to have it all
One
evening to have the unreachable
"Well,
Miss Dorothy, will you give me the honor of dancing with you?"
He
reached his hand out a little further.
She
took a deep breath and accepted his hand. He lead her to the dance
floor and a soft song started to play.
He
closed his arms around her and came close to her.
She
knew she shouldn't do this, but tonight it didn't matter, tonight
it didn't matter who she was, where she came from or what she did.
Tonight
she was just a woman who loved him and nothing else.
She
rested her head on his shoulder,and whispered "yes."
Nothing else.
One
moment forever
One
dance hope restored
One
evening and nothing else
