3 months later...
The sleek black limousine pulled up in front of Treize's grand mansion.
The man himself stepped out of the car, pausing for a moment to breathe the
fresh air chilled slightly by the touch of winter. He was thinner and
paler, with a long white scar tracing the side of his face. But he was as
fit as ever and the scar only served to make him seem more mature. He
smiled happily. It's good to be home. Someone coughed impatiently behind
him and he sighed with false exasperation. "Dorothy, patience is a
virtue." He remarked as he graciously offered his hand to help her out of
the car.
"Oh a fine way to thank me for taking care of Marimeia and fending off
those thugs while you played prince charming and rescued the princess. Oh
sure, abandon your poor cousin and chase after your girlfriend. See if I
care next time you get chopped to pieces."
Treize coughed delicately. "That's not exactly what happened. But I'll
make it up to you Dorothy. I am grateful you took such good care of
Marimeia."
Dorothy tossed her hair with an air of offended dignity that quickly turned
into a giggle as soon as Treize's back was turned. The aristocrat turned
to the car behind them and opened the door, Mariemeia hopped out, happy to
be out of the confines the car. "C'mon dad!" She shouted running across
the wide, neatly trimmed lawn towards the front door of the mansion.
"Go on ahead. I'll be with you in a moment." Treize turned to bow deeply
and grasp the slender hand offered to him. "Welcome home my Lady."
Anne smiled, stepping to stand beside him.
"It has never looked more magnificent."
"Indeed. Especially after being away for such a long time. Of course, I
have you to thank for my amazing recovery."
Anne smiled. "Even though I am a soldier, I never knew a man could bleed
so much and still be alive. I joke about it now, but I must admit I had
never been more frightened when we came upon your unconscious body." She
confessed quietly.
"That is no need for concern my lady, remember I have 9 lives. But remind
me never to stay in a hospital again. Nasty places. I've had enough of
those for a lifetime."
"That means you shouldn't get yourself injured so much." Her hand rose
instinctively to trace the scar on his cheek, knowing their was a similar
on in the center of his chest. He grasped it and kissed her palm.
"Your Excellency!" She admonished mildly jerking her head at the crowd of
reporters clustered in front of the gate.
"Does it bother you that much?" He asked referring to the scar, keeping
his grip on her hand.
"No. It makes you look more handsome."
"Good." Wrapping his free arm around her waist, he kissed her. The
reporters looked slack jawed for a moment before flash bulbs exploded and
pencils could be heard furiously scribbling on notepads.
When they finally broke apart, it took Lady Une awhile to catch her breath.
"That was entirely inappropriate your Excellency." She muttered although
her pale cheeks were flushed with crimson. He put a finger to her lips.
"Shhh, I don't want to hear you address me by that title ever again. I
have a name you know, it's Treize."
"Treize, that will be all over the newspapers tomorrow! Your reputation-"
"If they haven't figured it out after you looked after me night and day for
3 months in a hospital, I don't know how to make it any clearer to them."
"But still, they will have prove-"
"Let them write. It won't matter by tomorrow."
Anne looked puzzled for a moment and than raised an eyebrow.
"Are you...."
"You know what I mean. I've never had to tell you anything before. You
know me better than myself."
"I still want to hear it from your own lips."
"I've never knelt for anyone in my life, but it seems I have no choice
today." He dropped gracefully to one knee and offered her a thin gold
ring. "I could not say these words before because my life was not my own.
But now nothing will come between us. I love you, stay with me for all of
eternity. Grant me the greatest honor of all. Marry me."
She said nothing, but a huge smile spread across her face and she held out
her hand for him to slip the ring onto her finger.
"This sounds stupid," she murmured hugging him tightly, "but I've thought
of this moment for so many years and now I don't know what to say."
"Nothing needs to be said, except what kind of wedding would you like?"
She smiled and tugged him up and towards the mansion. "Let's talk about
that later. For now, I just want some time between the two of us."
It was windy and cold at the cemetery, but a lone figure could still be seen standing in front of a grave. On the plain stone marker were only 2 lines. Seize Kushrenada AC 165-197 Brother of Treize Kushrenada
"Treize?" "Hello Zechs, what are you doing here?" "Bringing some flowers for Turner and all my other comrades. I see you are visiting also." He commented eyeing gravestone. "Yes. He was a worthy adversary. I still honor his memory. He deserves my respect as much as my pity." Treize bent down and laid a single white rose on the cold gray stone. "We are so much alike. I always wondered if circumstances have been different, would I been like him? Maybe there is no difference between Seize and Treize." He added softly. "You are a different man Treize. Don't compare yourself to Seize. Live as you always have done. With honor and dignity." Treize nodded. "You are right my friend." "By the way, we have captured the rest of Seize's allies including his financial sponsors. They won't be troubling you again anytime soon. Not that you are going to give them a reason to, are you sure you want to go into retirement? You still have great political power in the earthsphere." "That is the problem. Every single party is going to try and pull me to their side, I'll never have any peace. Men like me are the root of all problem. Better I lay low for awhile. Besides, I don't think the president is very pleased with me after that little stunt with the mobile suits." "I'm not sure about that Treize. You attract trouble like a magnet. And are you sure you will be able to not meddle in other people's businesses?" Treize laughed. "I have a family now. It will keep me busy enough. Ah, there's my wife." He said waving to the figure in the distance. "I have to be going now." His coat blew around him as a particularly fierce gust of wind rushed by, carrying the first snowflakes of the season. Treize turned around, his golden brown hair whipping in the wind, a mysterious smile touching his lips. "But you are right about one thing, you never know what the future may hold." Then he was gone.
---------------The End.
*YaH!* *dances around* FINISHED!!!!!!!! *bows* anyways, I hope you enjoyed this story. Please leave a comment if you liked it (or hated it). Also, please point out any contradictions in the plot if you see any so I can fix them. Maybe I should write a sequel so I can leave all of you hanging for another year? ^_^ I'm toying with the idea of a sequel, but don't hold your breath. If I write it, I'll be sure to complete at least half of it before posting any chapters so it won't end up like this fic. E- mail ning_cong@hotmail.com or AIM: Shizumishidou to praise and worship me ^^ j/k or if you just want to chat.
It was windy and cold at the cemetery, but a lone figure could still be seen standing in front of a grave. On the plain stone marker were only 2 lines. Seize Kushrenada AC 165-197 Brother of Treize Kushrenada
"Treize?" "Hello Zechs, what are you doing here?" "Bringing some flowers for Turner and all my other comrades. I see you are visiting also." He commented eyeing gravestone. "Yes. He was a worthy adversary. I still honor his memory. He deserves my respect as much as my pity." Treize bent down and laid a single white rose on the cold gray stone. "We are so much alike. I always wondered if circumstances have been different, would I been like him? Maybe there is no difference between Seize and Treize." He added softly. "You are a different man Treize. Don't compare yourself to Seize. Live as you always have done. With honor and dignity." Treize nodded. "You are right my friend." "By the way, we have captured the rest of Seize's allies including his financial sponsors. They won't be troubling you again anytime soon. Not that you are going to give them a reason to, are you sure you want to go into retirement? You still have great political power in the earthsphere." "That is the problem. Every single party is going to try and pull me to their side, I'll never have any peace. Men like me are the root of all problem. Better I lay low for awhile. Besides, I don't think the president is very pleased with me after that little stunt with the mobile suits." "I'm not sure about that Treize. You attract trouble like a magnet. And are you sure you will be able to not meddle in other people's businesses?" Treize laughed. "I have a family now. It will keep me busy enough. Ah, there's my wife." He said waving to the figure in the distance. "I have to be going now." His coat blew around him as a particularly fierce gust of wind rushed by, carrying the first snowflakes of the season. Treize turned around, his golden brown hair whipping in the wind, a mysterious smile touching his lips. "But you are right about one thing, you never know what the future may hold." Then he was gone.
---------------The End.
*YaH!* *dances around* FINISHED!!!!!!!! *bows* anyways, I hope you enjoyed this story. Please leave a comment if you liked it (or hated it). Also, please point out any contradictions in the plot if you see any so I can fix them. Maybe I should write a sequel so I can leave all of you hanging for another year? ^_^ I'm toying with the idea of a sequel, but don't hold your breath. If I write it, I'll be sure to complete at least half of it before posting any chapters so it won't end up like this fic. E- mail ning_cong@hotmail.com or AIM: Shizumishidou to praise and worship me ^^ j/k or if you just want to chat.