Part 2 --
It was so warm, so loving of what he did for me. I was so tense that night, and Trowa gently, and
carefully caressed me, phyically and mentally. He entered his love into me so softly, lovingly. I enjoyed
every minute of it, I enjoyed when he said that he loved me. I remembered saying that I loved him too.
When he climaxed into me it took away all my energy, causing me to tremble almost violently. Mostly since I
was pretty much new to this. But as soon as I tried to calm down, I couldn't. I knew something was wrong at
that moment that would bring pain to both myself and Trowa. He covered me with his blankets, and
embraced me to become warm again. I eventually stopped the trembling, but I couldn't stop the strange
heatness in my heart. It wasn't love, but anguish, pain, regret. I told Trowa, my love, my heart that
something was going to happen, but I didn't know, he seemed to hold me even tighter, as if he thought that
maybe something was going to happen to me. As I closed my eyes and fell asleep, my mind dreamed of
what was going to happen. I couldn't read it clearly, but it had to do with Trowa losing his mind slowly and
painfully. Myself, I was losing the battle to something. I heard beeping sounds, then a long, torturing beep.
I also heard the sounds of people not to give up. I didn't know what it was. I also saw a light near me that
told me to go to. I didn't know whether to listen to the light or the voices. I wanted to wake up and tell
Trowa of my dream, but I couldn't wake up. The dream trapped me in a crossroad betw the voices of
people I knew, or the voice of this bright, tempting light. Then suddenly, as I attempted to follow the voice
of the people I knew and cared about, a great jolt of pain seared through my heart. Nothing I had ever felt
before. The heat that I felt earlier, was spreading, and becoming more painful by the second. I clutched at
It was so warm, so loving of what he did for me. I was so tense that night, and Trowa gently, and
carefully caressed me, phyically and mentally. He entered his love into me so softly, lovingly. I enjoyed
every minute of it, I enjoyed when he said that he loved me. I remembered saying that I loved him too.
When he climaxed into me it took away all my energy, causing me to tremble almost violently. Mostly since I
was pretty much new to this. But as soon as I tried to calm down, I couldn't. I knew something was wrong at
that moment that would bring pain to both myself and Trowa. He covered me with his blankets, and
embraced me to become warm again. I eventually stopped the trembling, but I couldn't stop the strange
heatness in my heart. It wasn't love, but anguish, pain, regret. I told Trowa, my love, my heart that
something was going to happen, but I didn't know, he seemed to hold me even tighter, as if he thought that
maybe something was going to happen to me. As I closed my eyes and fell asleep, my mind dreamed of
what was going to happen. I couldn't read it clearly, but it had to do with Trowa losing his mind slowly and
painfully. Myself, I was losing the battle to something. I heard beeping sounds, then a long, torturing beep.
I also heard the sounds of people not to give up. I didn't know what it was. I also saw a light near me that
told me to go to. I didn't know whether to listen to the light or the voices. I wanted to wake up and tell
Trowa of my dream, but I couldn't wake up. The dream trapped me in a crossroad betw the voices of
people I knew, or the voice of this bright, tempting light. Then suddenly, as I attempted to follow the voice
of the people I knew and cared about, a great jolt of pain seared through my heart. Nothing I had ever felt
before. The heat that I felt earlier, was spreading, and becoming more painful by the second. I clutched at