Disclaimer: I do not own gundam wing or it's characters. I'm only 14 and
have 5 dollars to my name so please don't sue me.
3*4
Memories
I lie in bed; Trowa is beside me as I think of our life together.
I remember the time we first met, a gundam fight between him and I,
and the words "Put your hands down, I was the one who came out and
surrendered first, remember?" Also, the beautiful music we played
afterwards at my safe house. The music we played was just so beautiful.
The wonderful night Trowa and I spent together in that hotel in San
Francisco. That was the night I got him to open up to me. I remember the
warm, safe feeling I felt while in Trowa's arms.
A smile spreads across my face as I remembered that night. The smile
soon faded though as the thought of Trowa's near-death struck me.
I had made a new gundam, Wing Zero, who had the ability to calculate
the data of a battle and signify your enemy. Trowa and Heero tried to stop
me from destroying the colonies. The zero system had now taken over my
mind and Trowa unfortunately got in the way of one of my blasts.
I tear ran down my face. I thank God every night for letting Trowa
live and that he had found it in his heart to forgive me, even though I never
will.
I had cried for Trowa many times before tonight. Like that day I saw
him kneeling by a lion cage. I cried happily that he was alive and well. But
he wasn't all well. He had lost his memory and had not remembered our past
or me. The next time I saw him was on Peacemillion. He still did not
remember anything but for some reason he had come back. That night, I
woke up to his smiling face. He placed a kiss on my lips and said that he
remembered now. We woke up in each other's arms, happier than ever.
At the thought of that, I turned to face him. He slept peacefully in the
spot beside me. I reached out and brushed his soft brown hair. I started to
speak to him in Arabian for no reason at all.
I say,"Trowa, my lover, my companion, my life, I love you."
Just than Trowa's eyes open and he says, "I love you too, little one."
He takes me in his arms, holding me against his chest, and kisses my head.
That very same night, I have a dream of Trowa and I. We are happy
and together. He takes me in his arms as I ask him if we will always be this
happy. He pulled a small box out of his pocket and said only if you say you'll
be mine forever. He took the small metal ring from the box and placed it on
my finger as I kissed him in agreement.
The End
have 5 dollars to my name so please don't sue me.
3*4
Memories
I lie in bed; Trowa is beside me as I think of our life together.
I remember the time we first met, a gundam fight between him and I,
and the words "Put your hands down, I was the one who came out and
surrendered first, remember?" Also, the beautiful music we played
afterwards at my safe house. The music we played was just so beautiful.
The wonderful night Trowa and I spent together in that hotel in San
Francisco. That was the night I got him to open up to me. I remember the
warm, safe feeling I felt while in Trowa's arms.
A smile spreads across my face as I remembered that night. The smile
soon faded though as the thought of Trowa's near-death struck me.
I had made a new gundam, Wing Zero, who had the ability to calculate
the data of a battle and signify your enemy. Trowa and Heero tried to stop
me from destroying the colonies. The zero system had now taken over my
mind and Trowa unfortunately got in the way of one of my blasts.
I tear ran down my face. I thank God every night for letting Trowa
live and that he had found it in his heart to forgive me, even though I never
will.
I had cried for Trowa many times before tonight. Like that day I saw
him kneeling by a lion cage. I cried happily that he was alive and well. But
he wasn't all well. He had lost his memory and had not remembered our past
or me. The next time I saw him was on Peacemillion. He still did not
remember anything but for some reason he had come back. That night, I
woke up to his smiling face. He placed a kiss on my lips and said that he
remembered now. We woke up in each other's arms, happier than ever.
At the thought of that, I turned to face him. He slept peacefully in the
spot beside me. I reached out and brushed his soft brown hair. I started to
speak to him in Arabian for no reason at all.
I say,"Trowa, my lover, my companion, my life, I love you."
Just than Trowa's eyes open and he says, "I love you too, little one."
He takes me in his arms, holding me against his chest, and kisses my head.
That very same night, I have a dream of Trowa and I. We are happy
and together. He takes me in his arms as I ask him if we will always be this
happy. He pulled a small box out of his pocket and said only if you say you'll
be mine forever. He took the small metal ring from the box and placed it on
my finger as I kissed him in agreement.
The End