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Six o'clock in the morning. The former Wing pilot
stood against the mild wind at the white balcony on the second floor ofhis
Arabian friend's mansion. He didn't really sleep last night.. because..
today's the day..
What am I thinking?
Today should be the perfect day, clear blue sky
and nice weather. I can see the vast ocean from here, and I'm waiting forthe
sunrise. I can feel the coldness of the marble floor under my bare feet,
due to the fact that this is a midwinter morning. Quatre always told me
to take care of myself. He said I should wear the proper garment to keep
my body warm, even though we used to be 'the Mighty Gundam Pilots' like
Duo said. But that didn't mean that we won't catch a cold. If Quatre sees
me dress only in a bathrobe like this, he'll get mad for sure.
I can remember the last time when we were all like
a family here; Me, Duo, Quatre, Wufei and Trowa...After the war, we had
no where to go. So, Quatre invited us to stayed with him. He said he didn't
want to be alone.. Then, we all gathered here and worked as 'The Preventers'..
yes, that means we were together all the time. We became more than just
friends. More than just old comrades and more than the brothers. That's
all it should be.. but .. one day, Trowa said he wanted to leave.. He didn't
tell me nor anyone his reason, and nobody could guess.
After he left, for Duo, Quatre and Wufei, everything
was just the same but they thought of him sometimes. Duo used to go to
Trowa's old room, knocking and yelling for him to come out. They didn't
deny the fact that they missed Trowa. Even his presence was hard to find
but.. knowing he was there was good enough...
Sometimes I wonder whether I miss him or not..
I knew that he had a habit of going out at night
here at the balcony, watching the moon and the stars while we were asleep.
I knew because.. one night, I stayed up late. I was doing the research.
I wanted something hot to drink, so I walked passed the balcony. He was
here, playing his flute alone under the moonlight...the midnight wind seemed
to embrace him softly, his eyes were closed and his melodies were beautiful...
That scene was so serene and sacred.
//Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight
That night he didn't notice me and after that,
I continued working late at night. Deep inside, am I hoping to see him
again? I didn't know the answer to that question until he left. I often
came out here, and let the silence guided me to him, guide me to my imagination
of him standing here.
What am I doing?
I just realized that I wanted him back...after
he left, Quatre and Duo tried to asked him for dinner. Sometimes it works,
sometimes it doesn't. But everytime he comes, he comes only when I didn't
show up. Was that just a coincidence? I found out later that it was true,
he avoids me...because one day, I told Quatre that I got a mission and
Trowa accepted to come... I couldn't believe it. Lying was the only way
I could see him.
I didn't hear Duo call me loudly along the hallway.
He told me that I should get dressed. I nodded and complied.
My mind was wondering through many things I've
done until today.. our past, our pain, our laughter...they never let me
go...I know by now how I felt through the many months of his absence. I
missed him so much. It hurt everytime I walk passed the balcony and I passed
it everyday... it reminds me of nothing but my emptiness..
Should I tell him? But how? It makes no sense to
tell him now, it's too late.. too late for me
I found myself again when I was standing in front
of the priest, I felt someone poke me at my arms...I turned to her...It
was Relena. She stood beside me in white dress, holding the bouquet and
asked me if I was alright. I gave her a light smile and said...
"I do."
I heard the music well up while we walked to the
church's front door. Duo was throwing uncountable petals to the sky and
they fell on me. Slowly, I looked up and my heart was stopped...I saw the
slim figure sitting on the bench under the tree...it was him. He was here.
He didn't look at me when I saw him. I tried to
call to him but Relena pulled me down and kissed my cheek. My mouth went
dry and my voice was gone. He was turning away.
'Trowa... Trowa, come back..'
Nobody heard me because I didn't call out to him.
Even my mind was screaming, because I knew it was useless. If I called,
he might wish me luck, but I don't want that.
Am I going to let him go?
I asked myself, and the answer was yes, it was
the best for him. And Relena...nothing that I could revoke anymore...
After a 'blissful' moment for 'us', hugging and
laughing. Duo said it was time, so Relena and I went in the black limo.
I stared out of the window, hoping to see him again but only the deserted
cemetery appeared in my sight...
"Heero, why are you crying? Are you alright?"
"It's nothing, Relena...It's nothing.."
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