Story timeline: Fersen's still in America, Oscar and André have fought in a bar in Paris
Characters: Oscar and André : I don't own these characters
Fandom: Rose of Versailles
Original author: Lona
Where to find the original version: excessfanfiction, section vignette
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Tears
Never before had she worked off her emotions on all those drunkards like this, punching, screaming, cursing against that Swedish idiot… why had he left…without her…and afterwards, everything went black…
It's only a several hours later, that the fresh night air woke her up, and without any surprise she found André passed out next to her.
André, once more, always him, her brother, her shadow, always there to shelter her from the heaviest blows that were not meant for him, without ever complaining or protesting…
Suddenly, she looked at him attentively, he was lying so close to her, with a bleeding eyebrow and lip, and several black spots that already started appearing on his face, certainly like on several other places of his beaten body.
When it came to her, she didn't have anything serious. A few scratches at most, thanks to him…No, because of his fault… because she had wanted them, those blows, to be able to forget everything, her duty, her honour, the stupid comedy called life… Fersen…
-"You are nothing but a stupid idiot yourself!" she shouted to André, even if it was nothing more but a moan.
-"You should leave, get a distance from me, live your life far away from me like the others!
I don't deserve you… but who exactly am I to you, that you devote yourself to me to that point! A brother? A sister? Do you see me as a man, André?
I'll probably never know what a real woman feels, when she's in the arms of a man…" she whispered as she nestled up against him.
-"I'll never know what a woman feels, when she is loved by a man." She continued, as she looked at him intensely.
-"What she feels when she kisses a men." She concluded before closing her lips over André's.
-"I love you, André, as a brother, as a soul mate, as a …
You'll never know what just happened… and you'll probably never return that kiss to me… I'd like to keep you close to me forever, but I know that one day a woman will take your heart and will take you away from me… and at that moment I will have to continue my life without you…"
A last look, a lonely tear and Oscar closed her eyes…
A while later, André woke up for his part, took Oscar in his arms and gave her her first kiss as a woman, at least…that's what he thought…
And Oscar, only half conscious, shed her tears as a true woman for the first time…
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