sum- Rain talks to George.
Chapter 3.
Green with Envy
*knock knock*
"Coming! Just hang on a minute." I quickly cleared the table of my dirty teacups and replaced them with fresh ones. Then I went to the door and opened it.
"Rain! What are you doing here in France?" I let her inside.
"I was just in the neighborhood . . . so I thought I'd stop by . . . " She sat down at the table.
"You've got a pretty big neighborhood then . . . why are you really here?" I asked, sitting across the table from her.
She sighed. "How are things with Marie Louise?"
I frowned at the change of subject. "Not well. I believe she's chasing someone else right now . . ."
She raised her eyebrows "Really?" I was reminded of Sherlock Homes' from the old black and white films. I wondered what had put unassuming Rain to this.
"Tea?" I asked.
She nodded. "What happened?"
"Ever hear the saying 'the grass is greener on the other side'?"
"Yes." She sipped her tea.
"Well, it seemed to me that she only pursued me because I expressed no obvious interest in her. I must have been a thrill to finally catch me, but when she found out there was nothing more to me than what she'd seen so far. . ." Rain pursed her lips, in what I assumed was confusion.
"She's like a child who wanted a toy off the top shelf. Once she got it for Christmas, she played with if for a while, but then the glimmer of some other conquest caught her eye, and I was left in the wayside.:
"Hmmm. . ." She murmured. "It seems you're not alone. . ."
"What do you mean?" I asked, crossing my legs. All these long pauses are starting to worry me.
She sat back in her seat. "I think Domon is seeing someone else. . ."
My heart skipped a beat. "Why do you say that?"
"Well, at first I thought he was just being himself, leaving town for long periods now and then. . . but then I found this wedged in a book called 'French for Dummies'. . ." She pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to me.
"It's all written in French, but he translated it. It's some kind of love letter. That's why I came here, thinking you might have some idea who she is."
I unfolded the letter and my heart stopped. I had to stifle a gasp when I saw my own handwriting. How did Domon get this?
"You'll notice its not sighed. . . I was beginning to wonder if Domon even knew who she was . . ."
I slowly put the letter down, barely keeping the tremble out of my hand.
"Are you all right? You look a little pale. . ."
I tried to smile. "No, I'm perfectly all right."
She gave me a concerned look. "Are you sure? Maybe you should lie down. . . "
"No really, I'm all right."
"Okay. . . so, do you have any idea of who might have written this?"
I shook my head with a sigh. Never once did it cross my mind to tell the truth. "No, on one comes to mind. . . but I'll think about it."
"Thanks. Hey, if you ever see him around, tell him to come home. I have something to tell him." She collected the letter and put it back in her pocket as she stood up. "I guess I'll be going now so you can get some rest. You really don't look well."
I went to the door and opened it for her. "Well, thank you for stopping by. I'll keep my eyes and ears open and let you know if I discover something."
She smiled and gave me a little peck on the cheek. "Thank you, George."
"Good-bye!" I closed the door behind her and sighed heavily. This wasn't good.
a/n- So? What do you think? Now that Leon and me know we're writing an actual story instead of just some random chicken scratch, these chapters might not sound like one-shots anymore. Is that a good thing? On a lighter note, thank you to everyone who reviewed our story, including the flamers. It's getting a little colder around here, and I could always use some heat. I would like to especially thank the reviewers, your words are food for the soul, and I don't know what I would do without them. (Looks down, blushes in shame) I'd thank all of you personally, I really would, but I haven't had access to the 'net in almost a week. Thank you to the people who pointed out the end of G-Gundam, now that we know the end to the series, we can bend our reality to match it.
And yes, I understand that Domon loves Rain, and I except that. In fact, I think it's rather sweet. Like Romeo and Juliet. Not that I'm going to kill either of them off.
On the next chapter: What does Rain have to tell Domon? How will he react? And does the pilot of the Shining Gundam really act like he thinks?
Love you all!
~Dweia'sDouble
Chapter 3.
Green with Envy
*knock knock*
"Coming! Just hang on a minute." I quickly cleared the table of my dirty teacups and replaced them with fresh ones. Then I went to the door and opened it.
"Rain! What are you doing here in France?" I let her inside.
"I was just in the neighborhood . . . so I thought I'd stop by . . . " She sat down at the table.
"You've got a pretty big neighborhood then . . . why are you really here?" I asked, sitting across the table from her.
She sighed. "How are things with Marie Louise?"
I frowned at the change of subject. "Not well. I believe she's chasing someone else right now . . ."
She raised her eyebrows "Really?" I was reminded of Sherlock Homes' from the old black and white films. I wondered what had put unassuming Rain to this.
"Tea?" I asked.
She nodded. "What happened?"
"Ever hear the saying 'the grass is greener on the other side'?"
"Yes." She sipped her tea.
"Well, it seemed to me that she only pursued me because I expressed no obvious interest in her. I must have been a thrill to finally catch me, but when she found out there was nothing more to me than what she'd seen so far. . ." Rain pursed her lips, in what I assumed was confusion.
"She's like a child who wanted a toy off the top shelf. Once she got it for Christmas, she played with if for a while, but then the glimmer of some other conquest caught her eye, and I was left in the wayside.:
"Hmmm. . ." She murmured. "It seems you're not alone. . ."
"What do you mean?" I asked, crossing my legs. All these long pauses are starting to worry me.
She sat back in her seat. "I think Domon is seeing someone else. . ."
My heart skipped a beat. "Why do you say that?"
"Well, at first I thought he was just being himself, leaving town for long periods now and then. . . but then I found this wedged in a book called 'French for Dummies'. . ." She pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to me.
"It's all written in French, but he translated it. It's some kind of love letter. That's why I came here, thinking you might have some idea who she is."
I unfolded the letter and my heart stopped. I had to stifle a gasp when I saw my own handwriting. How did Domon get this?
"You'll notice its not sighed. . . I was beginning to wonder if Domon even knew who she was . . ."
I slowly put the letter down, barely keeping the tremble out of my hand.
"Are you all right? You look a little pale. . ."
I tried to smile. "No, I'm perfectly all right."
She gave me a concerned look. "Are you sure? Maybe you should lie down. . . "
"No really, I'm all right."
"Okay. . . so, do you have any idea of who might have written this?"
I shook my head with a sigh. Never once did it cross my mind to tell the truth. "No, on one comes to mind. . . but I'll think about it."
"Thanks. Hey, if you ever see him around, tell him to come home. I have something to tell him." She collected the letter and put it back in her pocket as she stood up. "I guess I'll be going now so you can get some rest. You really don't look well."
I went to the door and opened it for her. "Well, thank you for stopping by. I'll keep my eyes and ears open and let you know if I discover something."
She smiled and gave me a little peck on the cheek. "Thank you, George."
"Good-bye!" I closed the door behind her and sighed heavily. This wasn't good.
a/n- So? What do you think? Now that Leon and me know we're writing an actual story instead of just some random chicken scratch, these chapters might not sound like one-shots anymore. Is that a good thing? On a lighter note, thank you to everyone who reviewed our story, including the flamers. It's getting a little colder around here, and I could always use some heat. I would like to especially thank the reviewers, your words are food for the soul, and I don't know what I would do without them. (Looks down, blushes in shame) I'd thank all of you personally, I really would, but I haven't had access to the 'net in almost a week. Thank you to the people who pointed out the end of G-Gundam, now that we know the end to the series, we can bend our reality to match it.
And yes, I understand that Domon loves Rain, and I except that. In fact, I think it's rather sweet. Like Romeo and Juliet. Not that I'm going to kill either of them off.
On the next chapter: What does Rain have to tell Domon? How will he react? And does the pilot of the Shining Gundam really act like he thinks?
Love you all!
~Dweia'sDouble