Endless Sea
Endless Sea
by Zelly

Disclaimer: All of the characters here belong to Bandai/Sunrise/Sotsu or whatever. I'm just borrowing them to play with. Although I've been playing with Trowa so much, I'm thinking of bombing the copyrighters and running off with him because he's just so damn sexy.

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I remember the endless sea.

It's not an actual body of water or anything. That's just what I've called this strange colour that won't get out of my head. I know that sounds strange, having a memory of a colour and nothing else, not even what I've seen that has that colour. It really is all I can remember.

I'm not stupid. I know what's wrong with me. I know I have amnesia. Maybe this colour is a memory of my past. Yes, it has to be…I'm sure of it. Perhaps naming it the endless sea is a little ridiculous, since it's not even the colour of the sea, really. It's a different shade, one I've never seen before, and I can't really compare it to anything because they'll fall short of resembling its beauty. With this colour I also associate a mixture of emotions: of comfort, of happiness, of tranquility, of…sanctuary. I don't understand why, but I just KNOW. I know that this colour is a good thing. I thirst for it.

She tries to keep me from remembering. I know by the way she acts, by the way she won't answer any of my questions. She knows everything about my past. But she won't tell me. If I don't recall anything else, ever, I'll still have this one beautiful memory. I'll look for it. I don't care what else happens. I have to find the endless sea.

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