Ami pulled her thin shawl about her frail shoulders shivering, wishing she had brought a warmer jacket. As if answering her prayers she felt a jacket slip around her shoulders and Ami turned to see a familiar friendly face.
"Good evening Ami," Quatre greeted her pleasantly, his smile genuine and Ami smiled back at him accepting the arm he offered her.
The two had become very close over the past few months, united in their love for books and chess. Often you would find the two reading together in the library, playing chess together, or strolling through the gardens.
"Hello Quatre, what brings you out here?" Ami questioned him and Quatre shrugged.
"I spotted you leaving and thought you might need a jacket," he told her quite simply and Ami nearly melted with wonder at how thoughtful he was. He always seemed to know exactly when she needed something.
"Quatre, I think you know me better than I know myself," Ami laughed before she thought about what she was saying and blushed, embarrassed when she realised what she had said.
Quatre was similarly struck by how true her words were. It was like a sixth sense for him, he always had this feeling when Ami needed something. He could feel her heart beating now beside him. As if in a daze Quatre turned to her and the two locked eyes. In slow motion Quatre slowly bent his head to kiss Ami's quivering pink lips that were partly open waiting for his when…
"Master Quatre, your three eldest sisters are here, may I present the Lady Jessalyn, Lady Angelina and Lady Jenova," Rashid interrupted the intimate moment and Quatre pulled away from Ami in shock as his sisters stepped into view regarding him and Ami suspiciously. Under their calculating gazes, Ami withered and bowed her head apologetically.
"Excuse me," she said quickly turning and fleeing from the gardens. Jessalyn, Angelina and Jenova watched as Ami left before turning their eyes on Quatre, who was watching as Ami.
"Who is she?" Angelina demanded, being the oldest of the three and Quatre sought to placate the sisters, as they seemed a bit irate.
"I like this girl," he told them thinking honesty would be the best policy but Angelina wasn't appreciating his honesty.
"I asked you who she was?" Angelina retorted and Quatre knew he may as well tell them all of it. They would find out soon enough anyway.
"A girl we revived from Crystal Tokyo, she used to be a scientist," Quatre regaled them with Ami's story, but Jessalyn was shocked. She remembered learning about the ancient city of Crystal Tokyo when she was a girl. If the girl was from Crystal Tokyo, then she was not a part of this time.
"Used to be? She doesn't belong here Quatre," Jessalyn hissed offended that her brother thought he could just bring any girl to live in their family home.
"I want her to belong here," Quatre said his voice getting firm, loosing his pleasant tone. His eldest two sisters always brought out the bad side in him.
"Whether you want her to belong or not is of no concern to any of us, it is your duty to be married Quatre, a society girl who will bring honour to our family," Jenova tried to make him see reason, she was the gentler of the three sisters, and had held the most influence with Quatre when they had been younger.
"Ami is everything I want in a wife, I want to marry her," Quatre said a little stunned that he had said what he had been thinking for the passed two weeks.
"Out of the question," Angelina was quick to cut him off but Quatre was adamant. Now that he had said it out loud, he knew that this was what he truly wanted, and Ami was what would make him forever happy.
"I will marry Ami, if she will have me"
"Its not right, our father would be spinning in his grave," Jessalyn tried to make him see reason but Quatre shook his head at her.
"This is my life, and I will live it as I see fit, I am the master in my own house am I not?" Quatre soft voice became a roar of power and the sisters remained silent at his outburst.
"Am I not?" Quatre repeated his voice full of that same warning and Angelina swallowed difficultly.
"Yes brother, you are," she replied and Jessalyn looked absolutely furious but held her tongue.
"Do what you want, but don't expect us to be at the wedding," Jessalyn spat at him turning on her heel and Angelina was quick to follow. Jenova stayed behind with Quatre and touched his cheek lightly.
"Are you sure you know what you are doing?" Jenova asked him carefully and Quatre nodded surely.
"Yes, I feel it in my heart"
"Very well, I will talk to Jess and Ang," Jenova agreed pinching his cheek smiling at him and she followed her two older sisters.
Quatre stood there alone in the garden, but at the sound of a twig snapping he turned to catch Ami, red faced standing behind a bush.
"You heard?" he asked and Ami smiled shyly.
"Every word"
"I'm sorry I…" Quatre immediately went to apologise but Ami pressed a finger to his lips silencing him.
"Why are you apologising?" she asked in wonder and Quatre smiled.
"I don't know"
On impulse the two hugged, Ami was overjoyed at Quatre's revelations and Quatre was pleased he wouldn't have to repeat himself to Ami face to face. Now she knew exactly how he felt and from her smiles and the way she held him Quatre could only deduct that she felt the same way about him.
"Ami," Quatre murmured and Ami lifted her head shyly.
"Yes Quatre"
"Will you marry me?" Quatre asked and a shadow fell across Ami's face.
"No," she replied in a choked whisper and her reply quite shocked Quatre who looked heart broken.
"Who not?" he asked his voice trembling and Ami took his face between her small hands and pressed her forehead to his.
"Because I do not want to start a fight between you and your sisters," Ami told him and Quatre smiled shaking his head.
"I am willing to risk it for you, I love you Ami," Quatre confessed lovingly and Ami felt tears running down her face at his words.
"And I love you," Ami told him surely leaning in to receive the long awaited kiss. They stayed locked like that, seemingly forever, but neither wanted to part. When they finally parted Quatre kissed Ami's nose and pulled her close to him.
"Marry me Ami, be mine forever," he begged and Ami looked up at him adoringly,
"I would love nothing more."