Prologue
The first war had ended. Dearka was standing by Miriallia's side as it ended. She concentrated on her screen as he concentrated on her beauty. He had never noticed how beautiful her eyes were, how smooth her skin was or how shiny her hair was. He was always to busy concentrating on battles but now standing there he noticed it all, he didn't dare look below her chin his heart was already racing from looking at her face and he could feel his face heating up.
He was suddenly woken up from his trance as she got up and brushed past him. She left the room with a tired look on her face. They were all tired. He starred at the door for a while wondering whether to go or not but knowing his face was turning red he decided it was better to leave then be questioned.
He went out into the hall just in time to see Mir turn the corner. He started to run after her and he quickly caught up.
"Hey Miss" miss, that was all he ever called her. It angered her when he called her honey in an attempt to indirectly get her to tell him her name, but when his plan succeed and he found out her name she refused to let him use it, so miss was all he called her.
"What do you want" she said weakly
What did he want? He wanted nothing more then to have a conversation with her instead of their usually two sentence conversations "You're welcome"
"What should I be thanking you for?"
"Because I was careful out there and came back"
"…so I should thank you?"
"You told me to be careful and I was" it was the stupidest conversation but at least she was talking to him.
"I see…so…the war is it really over?"
"I guess"
"Then you'll be leaving"
"…"Leaving? He had never really thought about it. In all truth he never expected to survive the war so what was he going to do now?
"I'll be going back to Orb you should go home too" she said as she turned to leave. Without realising it Dearka reached out and grabbed her hand.
"But what if there is somewhere else I want to be? With someo-"
"FORGET IT!" Mir yelled as she ripped her had from his grasp "just forget it" she whispered
"Mir…no I-I can't forget it…I…I think I like you…as more then a friend"
"well I-I'm not even that" she said as she turned around to hide the blush on her face, luckily Dearka didn't see
"I-I don't even know why I feel this way about you…I mean I've never felt this way about anyone before"
"Well you can just forget that felling because I'd rather marry Sai then ever think about dating you" with that she left his sight and life. That night Dearka left on a shuttle back to ZAFT, he had never been rejected before all women always loved him. He didn't like this new found feeling.
TBC...
I was getting bored of my other story so I'm taking a break and starting a new one.
