by Veronica AKA XxMsBeyondTheGravexX
Disclaimer: I do not own Gungrave or any of its characters.
Author's
Note: This short story was written mid-anime. I was overwhelmed with
the longing between Brandon and Maria and decided to write about it to
get it out of my mind. Enjoy!
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I have been waiting for you for years... Yet in this night, a part of me has become whole.
The
moonlight shimmers upon the floor, almost dancing in victory for our
consecration. How timid you were, when we were oh so young... I would
place my hand upon yours, and i'd feel the frigid vastness of your
loneliness. You'd pull your hand away with a sudden jerk-- your eyes
would glisten in fright, and minute delight.
"Is this what I want?
Is this what I need?" You'd ask yourself. I'd watch you in those
moments, as you stood tense and deep in thought.
Years i've
waited...years i've waited to be in your arms. You are my greatest
love, and I could only watch you from afar.. Until tonight...
Tonight,
when your silken skin lay tangled in the white sheets, draped over your
backside---with a muscular arm draped to the floor, fingertips barely
touching the carpet. Your sighs and breath are deep, and all of your
daytime work is forgotten. You are the night, one with her--- So throw
away your guns, and stop trying to protect me. Don't let me slip
away... don't discard the chances in which we'd love to thrive. Do not
let your touch grow cold, or your mind wander to the morbid business
you must tend to, tomorrow.
Our meeting must be secretive, for he
will grow jealous with rage... and you will upset the balance of "the
family" --Why have you broken your oath to them to spare one night with
me? Do you know what would happen if you were caught?
You slipped into my bed that night, and lay your guns on the table.
"No more violence, at least for tonight"
"Let us hush the sound of death and create that of life"
And so, all our inhibitions vanished, and we painted a beautiful picture with our romance that night.
Yet when I woke in the morning, the only thing left was a letter reading-
"I'm finally whole, now I can know what life is all about. How my life was supposed to be... With you"
I
never saw him again... He was killed by him... How could he do this? He
was not a traitor, nor was he suspicious-- and how brutally he was
murdered-- he did not deserve it.
And so the door flung open, with a barrel pointed at me.
"Pull the trigger, Harry... Bring your Millennion troops in, and...and... let me be with him"
...And darkness fell...