Behind the Gun
By Crossover Angel
Serena Kushrinada sighed softly as the moonlight filtered in through the curtains and played
across her face. The lunar rays danced across the figure lying beside her and she smiled sadly.
"God how I love him." She whispered to herself, brushing the hair out of the man's face. Her
husband. Sometimes it hurt. "I love him so much." She thought to herself. "But he won't let me
help him." She added in slight disdain. "He won't let me end this war."
His body relaxed beneath her gentle touch and a contented smile played across his normally sharp
features. "Serena…" he breathed her name with such love and affection that she wanted to cry.
She knew that she no longer existed to the outside world. Everything that she had once been was
gone. Her family and friends, her life, it had all been destroyed by this very man before her.
But, god help her, she could never hate him for it. He had stolen her identity, forced her to
turn into a murderess creature that held no emotion. But he had failed at one thing. Controlling
his own emotions. He had fallen in love with his own creation. His own perfect assassin, his
angel of death, he had loved her. He had given his heart to her and happily accepted her own in
return. But she didn't protest. She had loved him with just as much fervor. Their love had
developed with such an intoxicating passion. And here was the result, right before her.
In his normally cold face Serena could see the side of him that only she knew. "Oh Treize, I love
you so much." she whispered to him softly, her hot breath tickling his ear. He smiled in his
sleep and wrapped his arms tighter about her waste in response. She smiled lightly and nuzzled
into his side. Staring up at him she tried to memorize his face. His features, his scent, his
very *feel*, everything about him that drove her crazy. They were all a part of him and he had
made them a permanent part of her. She smiled up at him and closed her eyes. Their left hands
laced together, sporting identical wedding bands, though Serena's had a diamond in the center,
carved into the form of a rose.
Tomorrow they would separate again, pretending not to know of the other's existence. Pretending
that they were simple soldiers for OZ, pretending that they weren't married, pretending that they
didn't hate not holding one another or embracing or kissing or whispering lovingly to the only
person that had ever captured their heart. Yes, tomorrow he would send her to earth as a "secret
weapon". He would pretend that he had only met her under business circumstances and she would
pretend the same. They would shake hands and separate for over a month as she went to earth and
battled the gundams. God, was it already time for the separation? After so long?
Serena sighed as sleep entered her system, her breath slowing and her heartbeat slackening to a
slow, steady beat. Yes, tomorrow they would once again separate beneath the cruel decisions of
fate and destiny. She knew that she would lose him, or rather he would loose her; she knew that
he would die loving her. But she knew that she would die too, just not with him in her heart. Oh
god, she would miss him though…that warm smile that he gave her whenever they were alone, his
gentle, almost hesitant touch as he tried desperately not to spoil her perfect ivory skin, his
passionate kisses that sent her on a blissful journey through heaven, his loving whispers of
nothingness that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.
But she knew that she would forget him. Everything about him she would never remember after
tomorrow. After the brain washing was accomplished she would say goodbye to this life. The life
of Serena Kushrinada. Tomorrow she would become the soul carrier, no, deliverer of death. Silvery
tears slid down her face as her dreams were haunted with the possibilities of losing her husband.
They had only been married a year and she still loved him so very deeply… A soft sob woke the man
beside her as she buried her head in his naked chest and he opened his eyes to look down at her
worriedly. "Serena?" his hoarse voice caused her to awaken as well. "What's wrong Love?" he
whispered gently. "Treize," she whispered brokenly. "Tomorrow, tomorrow they're taking me away."
She answered with another sob. Treize smiled kindly at her. "But you'll come back Sere, right?
There's nothing to worry about." Serena wrapped her arms around him tighter and shook her head
against his chest. "But they're taking away my life Treize, they didn't want me to tell anyone,
but, oh God Treize, they're going to take away my memories so that I won't remember emotions!"
she crumbled against him as he gasped, his eyes widening with the information. "What? They can't
do that!" he protested. "What about your training? They can't take away those memories, right?"
he asked, suddenly desperate. Serena shook her head again. "Treize, they can take away whatever
they want! Oh Love, I love you so much! I don't want to leave you!" she cried softly. Treize
tightened his grip on her and placed his chin atop her golden head. "Don't worry Love. I won't
let them do that. No matter what, you will not be taken away from me. I won't let them take you
away from me. They can't have the only thing I truly care about." His voice was deadly calm, his
eyes determined. Serena looked up at him as he wiped away her tears gently. "No matter what
Serena, never forget this. Never forget what we've shared here. Tonight. We are never apart in
mind, even if we are galaxies away from each other. You know that?" Serena smiled up at him and
kissed him passionately. "Trieze?" "Hmm?" his voice seemed preoccupied. "Promise me you won't
forget me." "I could never forget you Love, not even if I wanted to." "Just promise me."
"Alright," Treize looked into his lover's eyes and brought his face closer to hers. "I promise
you, with all my heart and soul, that I will never forget you Love, or what we have." He
whispered. Serena's eyes widened as he kissed her. "Thank you." She whispered after they had
separated. "Of course Love. I won't let anything happen to you, and I always keep my word." He
smiled and settled back into the bed. "Good night Serena." "Night." she answered softly, still
staring at his face in longing. "Even now, he won't be able to stop them. He knows it deep down,
he's just too stubborn to admit it…*sigh* Oh Kami-sama, please watch over my husband when I am no
longer able to." She prayed silently, turning herself to stare out the window at the Moon. She
blinked as the image of a woman in silver appeared out of nowhere and vanished just as quickly.
She had been smiling at her…and it seemed comforting somehow. Serena shook her head slightly,
closing her eyes and sighing. "Ren, you really have to take a break. You're becoming senile."
She mentally consoled. Little did she know that her wish had been granted…again…
Owari! For now...
By Crossover Angel
Serena Kushrinada sighed softly as the moonlight filtered in through the curtains and played
across her face. The lunar rays danced across the figure lying beside her and she smiled sadly.
"God how I love him." She whispered to herself, brushing the hair out of the man's face. Her
husband. Sometimes it hurt. "I love him so much." She thought to herself. "But he won't let me
help him." She added in slight disdain. "He won't let me end this war."
His body relaxed beneath her gentle touch and a contented smile played across his normally sharp
features. "Serena…" he breathed her name with such love and affection that she wanted to cry.
She knew that she no longer existed to the outside world. Everything that she had once been was
gone. Her family and friends, her life, it had all been destroyed by this very man before her.
But, god help her, she could never hate him for it. He had stolen her identity, forced her to
turn into a murderess creature that held no emotion. But he had failed at one thing. Controlling
his own emotions. He had fallen in love with his own creation. His own perfect assassin, his
angel of death, he had loved her. He had given his heart to her and happily accepted her own in
return. But she didn't protest. She had loved him with just as much fervor. Their love had
developed with such an intoxicating passion. And here was the result, right before her.
In his normally cold face Serena could see the side of him that only she knew. "Oh Treize, I love
you so much." she whispered to him softly, her hot breath tickling his ear. He smiled in his
sleep and wrapped his arms tighter about her waste in response. She smiled lightly and nuzzled
into his side. Staring up at him she tried to memorize his face. His features, his scent, his
very *feel*, everything about him that drove her crazy. They were all a part of him and he had
made them a permanent part of her. She smiled up at him and closed her eyes. Their left hands
laced together, sporting identical wedding bands, though Serena's had a diamond in the center,
carved into the form of a rose.
Tomorrow they would separate again, pretending not to know of the other's existence. Pretending
that they were simple soldiers for OZ, pretending that they weren't married, pretending that they
didn't hate not holding one another or embracing or kissing or whispering lovingly to the only
person that had ever captured their heart. Yes, tomorrow he would send her to earth as a "secret
weapon". He would pretend that he had only met her under business circumstances and she would
pretend the same. They would shake hands and separate for over a month as she went to earth and
battled the gundams. God, was it already time for the separation? After so long?
Serena sighed as sleep entered her system, her breath slowing and her heartbeat slackening to a
slow, steady beat. Yes, tomorrow they would once again separate beneath the cruel decisions of
fate and destiny. She knew that she would lose him, or rather he would loose her; she knew that
he would die loving her. But she knew that she would die too, just not with him in her heart. Oh
god, she would miss him though…that warm smile that he gave her whenever they were alone, his
gentle, almost hesitant touch as he tried desperately not to spoil her perfect ivory skin, his
passionate kisses that sent her on a blissful journey through heaven, his loving whispers of
nothingness that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.
But she knew that she would forget him. Everything about him she would never remember after
tomorrow. After the brain washing was accomplished she would say goodbye to this life. The life
of Serena Kushrinada. Tomorrow she would become the soul carrier, no, deliverer of death. Silvery
tears slid down her face as her dreams were haunted with the possibilities of losing her husband.
They had only been married a year and she still loved him so very deeply… A soft sob woke the man
beside her as she buried her head in his naked chest and he opened his eyes to look down at her
worriedly. "Serena?" his hoarse voice caused her to awaken as well. "What's wrong Love?" he
whispered gently. "Treize," she whispered brokenly. "Tomorrow, tomorrow they're taking me away."
She answered with another sob. Treize smiled kindly at her. "But you'll come back Sere, right?
There's nothing to worry about." Serena wrapped her arms around him tighter and shook her head
against his chest. "But they're taking away my life Treize, they didn't want me to tell anyone,
but, oh God Treize, they're going to take away my memories so that I won't remember emotions!"
she crumbled against him as he gasped, his eyes widening with the information. "What? They can't
do that!" he protested. "What about your training? They can't take away those memories, right?"
he asked, suddenly desperate. Serena shook her head again. "Treize, they can take away whatever
they want! Oh Love, I love you so much! I don't want to leave you!" she cried softly. Treize
tightened his grip on her and placed his chin atop her golden head. "Don't worry Love. I won't
let them do that. No matter what, you will not be taken away from me. I won't let them take you
away from me. They can't have the only thing I truly care about." His voice was deadly calm, his
eyes determined. Serena looked up at him as he wiped away her tears gently. "No matter what
Serena, never forget this. Never forget what we've shared here. Tonight. We are never apart in
mind, even if we are galaxies away from each other. You know that?" Serena smiled up at him and
kissed him passionately. "Trieze?" "Hmm?" his voice seemed preoccupied. "Promise me you won't
forget me." "I could never forget you Love, not even if I wanted to." "Just promise me."
"Alright," Treize looked into his lover's eyes and brought his face closer to hers. "I promise
you, with all my heart and soul, that I will never forget you Love, or what we have." He
whispered. Serena's eyes widened as he kissed her. "Thank you." She whispered after they had
separated. "Of course Love. I won't let anything happen to you, and I always keep my word." He
smiled and settled back into the bed. "Good night Serena." "Night." she answered softly, still
staring at his face in longing. "Even now, he won't be able to stop them. He knows it deep down,
he's just too stubborn to admit it…*sigh* Oh Kami-sama, please watch over my husband when I am no
longer able to." She prayed silently, turning herself to stare out the window at the Moon. She
blinked as the image of a woman in silver appeared out of nowhere and vanished just as quickly.
She had been smiling at her…and it seemed comforting somehow. Serena shook her head slightly,
closing her eyes and sighing. "Ren, you really have to take a break. You're becoming senile."
She mentally consoled. Little did she know that her wish had been granted…again…
Owari! For now...