Title: Perfect Strangers
Category: Romance- Some parts will be AU, but will follow the movie for the most part. Will alternate between the Captains POV, and Maria's POV!
Rating: PG maybe Pg-13 I haven't decided how far I'm going to push just yet!
Summary: A chance meeting, an obligation, and love written in the stars!
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Chapter 1: Dresses, Boredom and…Maria
The air is warm, the sky above me is crystal clear, and the sun is warm against my back. The silence in the market place allows me to hear the birds chirp quietly in the distance. It's a perfect summer day, one that's meant to be enjoyed outdoors. However spending it shopping would not be the way I chose to spend it.
" Georg…" The sound of Elsa's voice brings me back to reality. I turn my head to look at what she's showing me.
She holds the item up, so I can get a better look. " Isn't it beautiful? The dresses I could have made from this."
I nod and smile, trying to hide my boredom.
" This will look lovely as an evening gown."
I look at the material again, noting that the blend of reds and blues making it quite possibly the tackiest looking thing I've seen all day…and that's saying a lot.
" Perhaps I should keep looking?"
" That material is beautiful. It will make a beautiful dress for the party." I say fatly.
" Hmmm…yes, I'm just not sure." She says, turning her attention back to the tables of material in front of her.
I look over my shoulder, my eyes scanning the market for something…anything worth looking at. Despite the fact that I see nothing that piques my interest I still decide that it's best if I leave Elsa to continue shopping, alone.
I turn towards her, and am not surprised to find her attention still completely focused on the material. I could leave without saying a word and she won't know I was gone. " Darling, I'm going to go for a walk. See if I might find some gifts for the children."
She nods, her eyes never leaving the materials, "Alright darling."
I nod, " We'll meet back here in a hour."
She nods again, as I start to walk away.
The market is unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon, and practically empty. Yet people still pass me quickly, hurrying about as though their lives depend on who buys what, and who buys it first. I can't help but laugh lightly as my eyes land on a pair of elderly women bickering over who found a hat first. How a person can get so worked up over a hat, and hat that hideous is beyond me.
I watch them continue to bicker, a young salesman trying in vain to settle the dispute.
I'm so lost in the petty dispute that it isn't until I feel someone bump into to me that I'm brought back to reality.
" Oh…please forgive me." I hear a sweet voice say.
I look down to see the top of a young woman's head. I kneel down in front of her, feeling that the least I could do is help her pick up the packages that she dropped.
I pick up a bundle of material, and hand it too her. She takes it quickly, " Thank you, I really am sorry. I was…" She stops suddenly, as our eyes meeting.
I try not to stare, but I can't look away. She has the most beautiful eyes that I've ever seen. They're as blue as the sky, and so clear that I can practically see straight to her soul.
I smile at her, as I hand her another package. She smiles back and takes it just as quickly.
I reach for another package, and notice that there are no more. I smile at her and stand up slowly, offering her my hand.
She looks up at me, her blue eyes shining bright. My breath nearly catches in my throat as she takes my hand. Her hand is soft and warm in mine, and I can't help but notice how perfectly it fits into mine.
I pull her up slowly, our eyes instantly locking, as we smile at each other.
She quickly, almost slyly, pulls her hand out of mine.
Her hand fit so perfectly in mine that I'd forgotten I still held it. It was almost as though it was meant to be there.
I finally look at her, all of her. She's absolutely stunning. Her blonde hair falling just on her forehead, her smile's simply intoxicating, and I can't help but be mesmerized by the way she smells. It's a soft fragrance; light and sweet…almost like edelweiss and strawberries.
I look at the outfit she's wearing, trying to figure out where I know it.
" Thank you for helping me. I really am sorry." She says, her voice soft and sweet.
I nod to her, " That's perfectly alright. I'm just glad that you weren't injured…" I stop realizing that I don't know her name.
" Maria." She says sweetly.
" Maria." I say back to her, " That's a beautiful name."
" Thank you."
As I begin to introduce myself, a loud commotion from just besides nearly drowns out my voice. I look at her, not sure if she heard what I said. I begin to introduce myself again, but suddenly find myself lost in her smile.
" Well I really must be going. The Reverend Mother doesn't like it when I'm late…I'm late a lot." She says with a sweet laugh.
I smile at her, " The Reverend Mother…you're a postulant?"
She nods, her eyes meeting mine again. " She lets me come here once a month to buy material."
" Oh?" I ask curiously, wondering what a postulant would need with material for dresses.
" I know how to make clothes, so I like to use my talent to make clothing for the poor."
I smile at her again, " That's very kind of you."
She shrugs her shoulders, " I like to give back to those less fortunate them myself."
" Would you allow me to help you and the abbey purchase some of that material?" I ask her cautiously, not wanting her to misunderstand my offer.
" That's so kind of you, thank you." She says, as we start off into the market.
We walk just inches from each other, talking and laughing, completely at ease with one another. We stop occasionally to look at material, a task that I find myself enjoying with Maria. Perhaps it's the way her eyes light up as she finds something she likes, the joy in her voice when she speaks of the clothes she can make from that piece.
As I watch her pick up a fabric as blue as her eyes, a thought hits me like lightening, perhaps it's not the shopping that I was bored with, but the company.
" I wish I could make myself a dress from this. It's so beautiful."
I smile at her again, a flash of her in a blue dress passing through my head.
I can't take my eyes off of her…there's something almost heavenly about her, something that makes me want to be near her.
" I…I never did catch your name." She says quietly, her eyes still focused on the material.
I open my mouth to answer her, but am interrupted by the sound of my name from behind me.
" Georg?" I turn around quickly, to see Elsa approaching me.
" Hello darling. Did you find gifts for the children?" She says somewhat dryly.
I momentarily ignore her question and turn back to Maria, wanting to say a proper goodbye. My eyes catch hers for an all to brief moment, and she offers me a smile and a slight nod, before turning around. I want to call out to her, but before I have the chance Elsa loops her arm through mine, and starts going on about this and that, as we begin to walk through the market.
I try to listen, but can't focus my mind on anything but Maria. I find myself feeling as though she's opened my eyes, awakened feelings I thought had died. Wondering if she was meant to be a stranger to me forever, or if perhaps there was a reason for our meeting?
To be continued….
Category: Romance- Some parts will be AU, but will follow the movie for the most part. Will alternate between the Captains POV, and Maria's POV!
Rating: PG maybe Pg-13 I haven't decided how far I'm going to push just yet!
Summary: A chance meeting, an obligation, and love written in the stars!
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Chapter 1: Dresses, Boredom and…Maria
The air is warm, the sky above me is crystal clear, and the sun is warm against my back. The silence in the market place allows me to hear the birds chirp quietly in the distance. It's a perfect summer day, one that's meant to be enjoyed outdoors. However spending it shopping would not be the way I chose to spend it.
" Georg…" The sound of Elsa's voice brings me back to reality. I turn my head to look at what she's showing me.
She holds the item up, so I can get a better look. " Isn't it beautiful? The dresses I could have made from this."
I nod and smile, trying to hide my boredom.
" This will look lovely as an evening gown."
I look at the material again, noting that the blend of reds and blues making it quite possibly the tackiest looking thing I've seen all day…and that's saying a lot.
" Perhaps I should keep looking?"
" That material is beautiful. It will make a beautiful dress for the party." I say fatly.
" Hmmm…yes, I'm just not sure." She says, turning her attention back to the tables of material in front of her.
I look over my shoulder, my eyes scanning the market for something…anything worth looking at. Despite the fact that I see nothing that piques my interest I still decide that it's best if I leave Elsa to continue shopping, alone.
I turn towards her, and am not surprised to find her attention still completely focused on the material. I could leave without saying a word and she won't know I was gone. " Darling, I'm going to go for a walk. See if I might find some gifts for the children."
She nods, her eyes never leaving the materials, "Alright darling."
I nod, " We'll meet back here in a hour."
She nods again, as I start to walk away.
The market is unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon, and practically empty. Yet people still pass me quickly, hurrying about as though their lives depend on who buys what, and who buys it first. I can't help but laugh lightly as my eyes land on a pair of elderly women bickering over who found a hat first. How a person can get so worked up over a hat, and hat that hideous is beyond me.
I watch them continue to bicker, a young salesman trying in vain to settle the dispute.
I'm so lost in the petty dispute that it isn't until I feel someone bump into to me that I'm brought back to reality.
" Oh…please forgive me." I hear a sweet voice say.
I look down to see the top of a young woman's head. I kneel down in front of her, feeling that the least I could do is help her pick up the packages that she dropped.
I pick up a bundle of material, and hand it too her. She takes it quickly, " Thank you, I really am sorry. I was…" She stops suddenly, as our eyes meeting.
I try not to stare, but I can't look away. She has the most beautiful eyes that I've ever seen. They're as blue as the sky, and so clear that I can practically see straight to her soul.
I smile at her, as I hand her another package. She smiles back and takes it just as quickly.
I reach for another package, and notice that there are no more. I smile at her and stand up slowly, offering her my hand.
She looks up at me, her blue eyes shining bright. My breath nearly catches in my throat as she takes my hand. Her hand is soft and warm in mine, and I can't help but notice how perfectly it fits into mine.
I pull her up slowly, our eyes instantly locking, as we smile at each other.
She quickly, almost slyly, pulls her hand out of mine.
Her hand fit so perfectly in mine that I'd forgotten I still held it. It was almost as though it was meant to be there.
I finally look at her, all of her. She's absolutely stunning. Her blonde hair falling just on her forehead, her smile's simply intoxicating, and I can't help but be mesmerized by the way she smells. It's a soft fragrance; light and sweet…almost like edelweiss and strawberries.
I look at the outfit she's wearing, trying to figure out where I know it.
" Thank you for helping me. I really am sorry." She says, her voice soft and sweet.
I nod to her, " That's perfectly alright. I'm just glad that you weren't injured…" I stop realizing that I don't know her name.
" Maria." She says sweetly.
" Maria." I say back to her, " That's a beautiful name."
" Thank you."
As I begin to introduce myself, a loud commotion from just besides nearly drowns out my voice. I look at her, not sure if she heard what I said. I begin to introduce myself again, but suddenly find myself lost in her smile.
" Well I really must be going. The Reverend Mother doesn't like it when I'm late…I'm late a lot." She says with a sweet laugh.
I smile at her, " The Reverend Mother…you're a postulant?"
She nods, her eyes meeting mine again. " She lets me come here once a month to buy material."
" Oh?" I ask curiously, wondering what a postulant would need with material for dresses.
" I know how to make clothes, so I like to use my talent to make clothing for the poor."
I smile at her again, " That's very kind of you."
She shrugs her shoulders, " I like to give back to those less fortunate them myself."
" Would you allow me to help you and the abbey purchase some of that material?" I ask her cautiously, not wanting her to misunderstand my offer.
" That's so kind of you, thank you." She says, as we start off into the market.
We walk just inches from each other, talking and laughing, completely at ease with one another. We stop occasionally to look at material, a task that I find myself enjoying with Maria. Perhaps it's the way her eyes light up as she finds something she likes, the joy in her voice when she speaks of the clothes she can make from that piece.
As I watch her pick up a fabric as blue as her eyes, a thought hits me like lightening, perhaps it's not the shopping that I was bored with, but the company.
" I wish I could make myself a dress from this. It's so beautiful."
I smile at her again, a flash of her in a blue dress passing through my head.
I can't take my eyes off of her…there's something almost heavenly about her, something that makes me want to be near her.
" I…I never did catch your name." She says quietly, her eyes still focused on the material.
I open my mouth to answer her, but am interrupted by the sound of my name from behind me.
" Georg?" I turn around quickly, to see Elsa approaching me.
" Hello darling. Did you find gifts for the children?" She says somewhat dryly.
I momentarily ignore her question and turn back to Maria, wanting to say a proper goodbye. My eyes catch hers for an all to brief moment, and she offers me a smile and a slight nod, before turning around. I want to call out to her, but before I have the chance Elsa loops her arm through mine, and starts going on about this and that, as we begin to walk through the market.
I try to listen, but can't focus my mind on anything but Maria. I find myself feeling as though she's opened my eyes, awakened feelings I thought had died. Wondering if she was meant to be a stranger to me forever, or if perhaps there was a reason for our meeting?
To be continued….