This…this is what I've been waiting for. All of my life, just seeing you there, right in front of me…my life is now complete.

Rose petals are falling from the sky, almost like -

"… magic."

I turn around to see you there, a soft smirk gracing your face. It's night time now, but from the moon light I can see everything crystal clear: the soft green grass of the meadow, the gentle breeze swaying the tree branches, and most importantly, you. You look absolutely stunning, from your messy hair to your beat up military uniform.

I'm rendered speechless. You see how lost I am for words and chuckle slightly as you walk closer to me.

"I knew you would like my little surprise Alfred." You stop walking when you're about a yard away from me. Up close I can see more clearly what this war has done to you: bruises tracing your jaw, your skin has gone taunt and pale from stress and lack of food, your eyes are losing their usual bright green gleam and have instead dimmed from watch our soldiers fight, every war has divided us, beyond repair. Fighting, struggling, surviving everyday just for a victory that's more bitter than sweet, but you already know that. There has been a tear in our lives, but that doesn't mean that we still don't care for each other.

Or, at least, I care for you.

"A-Arthur! What are you doing here? You know anyone could see us right here, out in the open!" I hushed, trying to keep my voice down but to no avail. Sometimes (despite what most people might think) Arthur really does act out more spontaneously than I do. However, my words just pass right by you and you chuckle again.

"Seriously Alfred, you need to calm down. Who cares if someone sees us? It's just you," you finally come close enough to where you can grab my hand, "and me." I look down, my face ablaze by your words. However, I can feel your free hand gently grabbing my face and forcing me to look into your eyes. Your lips caress my checks softly, only to my shock that I find myself crying. Ashamed, I turn away, my face red and hot. From behind I can hear you sigh and walk around me until you come face to face with me once again. My tears won't stop though, no matter how hard I try.

"Alfred…" I look up once again to see your face filled with concern and worry, your hands moving up to mine so that they intertwine with each other. I can see all of your love on your face, you show it so easily. But I just feel absolutely horrid for putting this war on you. All the pain, the heartbreak, and stress…what kind of lover am I? I take one shake breath and say, "I-I'm so sorry for doing this to you," my voice cracked at "you", and I mentally corrected myself, "for putting you through all of this…this stupidity! If we could just run away now and forget everything bad that has happened between us, forget our mistakes, then I'd say let's go! But we can't! Because of this war we have to keep on fighting, and I don't want that anymore! I don't want any of thi-" my words were silenced as you pressed your lips against mine. It was slow, but yet… soft and sweet. A kiss filled with all the comfort that I could ever need.

"Alfred," you say once again, "no matter what happens, I will always love you. Even after this horrible time, I will never stop loving you, because I know that you're the one for me. Forever." And with that, we kiss again, this time with more passion, but without the same amount of love. It's a perfect scene, us two in the moonlit meadow, rose petals falling down onto us from the sky. It's perfect. We're perfect. Together and forever.