A/N: Hi everyone! I am so, so, SO sorry for taking so long to update this! I have been literally working around the clock and having major writer's block with this fic. However, after a talk with my friend during GTC (Georgia Theatre Conference), I got some inspiration for it again. So, now in a way, this is dedicated to her. I hope she'll end up having a happy ending to her tale. Anyway, here is the chappie finally! I know it's short, but I hope it isn't too bad. I chose to mostly write this chappie on Allenby, and I'll do the next one on Domon. Please review and give ideas! Ideas are good my friends, very good.
Disclaimer: I am not getting any money (or sleep or higher grades in Physics or Trig) for doing this. G Gundam strictly belongs to whatever company owns it. It's late at night, and I'm tired, so I'm too lazy to name it.
The Bitter Suite
They stood there, frozen in place like statutes, as they did nothing but stare at each other. Everything else seemed to be in a blur; time, place, even almost life itself felt as if they melted away, leaving only this, this meeting as the only truth and reality. But was it real? Was this really happening? Or was this all just another sad, desperate dream? Each of them were too afraid to move, too afraid to speak, lest they risk the chance of this all being a mere illusion that would dissipate into nothing and leave them alone again, yearning and craving to find the other.
It was Domon who finally broke the trance.
Even if this was nothing but a dream, even if this magical illusion was to be destroyed by this action, he had to know. The fact that she could really be with him and he did nothing but stand there and that she could once again fly away from him was making his mind pound memory after memory, wish after wish, dream after dream…desire after desire. He couldn't stand the thought of losing her again, being alone without her, letting another day go by without him knowing. He had to know. He had to know once and for all if she really had come back to him and if she loved him.
"Allenby?…" he repeated a little louder, taking a step towards her.
Her heart felt like it was going to burst as she looked to him, taking him in, refreshing his image into her mind. She couldn't speak; she opened her mouth to talk, but no words came out.
'Say something stupid! Say something!' her mind yelled at her.
"H…Hi Domon…" she replied in an airy voice, staring at her King of Hearts adoringly. Finally, either by some surge of courage that consumed her mind or following a command given to her while she was in this trance from seeing her beloved again, she timidly, slowly, and cautiously walked to him.
She stopped half a foot away from him, and they gazed into each other's eyes once more, smiles forming on both of their faces. She blinked away the tears that filled up in her eyes.
He opened up his arms, and her smile only grew.
"DOMON!!" she exclaimed happily, diving into his arms, burying her face into his chest.
"ALLENBY!!" he cried back, holding her close in a tight embrace as he looked up to the sky, thanking Kami over and over again for this. Her warm body seemed to almost mold with his, as if their bodies were becoming one, and his cloak surrounded the two like a curtain to shield the couple from the harsh world.
"Oh Domon!…" she cried happily, tears filling her eyes and a couple leaked out as she continued to bury her face into his chest. "I missed you so much!" Her voice was still in a hushed whisper though; she was too much in shock still to speak any louder.
"Allenby…" he began softly, "you don't know how long I've been wanting to hold you." His arms wrapped around her mid-back, pulling her even closer so he could feel every detail of her body against his.
"Of course," she whispered, still holding onto him as though for dear life. Domon flinched slightly at her remark; this was sounding too much like his nightmare… Nervously, he looked down to her face, but instead of fury etched into her face, she was smiling lovingly, a couple of tears sliding down her cheeks. "I've been waiting for this too…" She rested her head on his chest again, right over his heart and almost gasped in shock at her discovery.
Their hearts were both beating in the same rhythm.
They stayed in their embrace, enjoying the warmth of the other's body and the comfort their presence seemed to have on their souls. "Allenby?" Domon asked, finally breaking the silence.
"Yes, Domon?" she responded, looking up at him.
"Allenby I…"
"I don't know! But I think I saw him come this way!" Sai Saici's loud voice suddenly remarked, stopping Domon in mid-sentence.
Domon and Allenby froze. Sai Saici was coming. And who knew who else was following him. What would they say if they found them together in such an intimate embrace? What would they think of them? Would they discover the truth? Frighten of the what ifs, Domon and Allenby regrettably separated.
Sure enough, the young Neo-Chinese Gundam fighter stumbled in, and right behind him was George. The two newcomers blinked in confusion as they saw them. Domon had his hand behind his head, scratching the back of his head as his eyes were glancing away from Sai Saici, George, and Allenby to the fountain to his left. Allenby held her hands behind her back and looked down to the ground with a dire expression on his face. The tension and silence between the four lingered like a bad odor. Finally, George decided to shatter the silence.
"Ah, Monsieur Domon! There you are! Mademoiselle Rain is waiting for you back inside… perhaps if you are…*finished* with your business here, you would like to come back in?"
Domon looked to him and nodded. "Sure, I just came outside from some fresh air. I'll be along." He began to follow George, but he turned back at Allenby and faintly smiled at her. "It was good to see you again Allenby…"
She smiled back. "Same here." He smirked and left with George. She turned her gaze to Sai Saici, who stared at her questionably before following the two, with Allenby bringing up the rear. It turns out that Rain just wanted to dance with Domon, and while Domon did, he couldn't help but feel the eyes of his Shuffle Alliance members staring at him suspiciously.
~*~
Allenby thought that she was going to sleep peacefully tonight. After all, she got to see her King of Hearts again. That was what she had wanted, wasn't it? No, it wasn't, her heart told her. She laid back on her bed, looking up at the ceiling, replaying the memory of their embrace over and over again. The brief moment he was holding her was heaven in its purest form. A heavy sigh left her lips as she turned onto her side and laid there, hugging her pillow, pretending to be holding him and anchoring herself away from her pain and desire. She was craving and starving for his love, but she still did not have him.
What was he going to tell her though? If Sai Saici and George had not appeared, what would he have told her? Would he tell her that he still loved her? Cared for her? Or would he thank her for pushing him to Rain? She decided to think about it and get some sleep after she thought of the answer.
She didn't get any sleep that night.
~*~
Domon had went to his room in fairly high spirits, and why shouldn't he be? There was peace in the world, Japan was in rule, George was getting married to his true love, and he had gotten to hold his faerie. What was even more blissful was that she *seemed* happy to see him.
'But was she though?…' he thought as he stepped into his dimly lit room. 'Was she happy to see me because we were friends?… Or was she happy because she still loves *me*?….' A frown crept upon his face, and he cursed himself for being so carried away with this.
Allenby was the one who said there was nothing between them…was she right? Did she mean that? Allenby was the one who pushed him away, so why did he still care? He should have not cared. He should have not worried about her, loved her. He should not have been wondering about all of this…
But he did.
He growled in frustration, mad because he couldn't find the answer, mad that he couldn't control his emotions, mad because he was so tired. Domon crawled into his bed, laid back, and closed his eyes, sleep soon coming to him.
And he dreamt of her.
~*~
The next day was long filled with mini-banquets for the soon-to-be-wed couple. Everywhere you looked around, there was someone lifting up a glass of wine, giving them a toast, someone sitting there, playing out the big wedding in there head, someone was giving them advice.
In the morning, Allenby was no where to be found at first; she stayed in her room, claiming that she felt a little under the weather. This wasn't a total lie; she did feel sick from staying up all night, worrying about her relationship with Domon. That is…if there *was* one…
She moaned slightly, partly in vexation at the situation and partly due to her pounding headache from lack of sleep. She pulled the covers almost up to her chin and curled herself up into a ball. A faint smile curled upon her lips as she remembered her dream.
The two of them were in the garden, and the fountain was running as usual. They sat down on its ledge and looked up at the stars together. Slowly, Domon wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer, and she rested her head on his shoulder while he rested his on the top of her head.
"Look Domon!" she gasped happily and pointed up at the sky. "A shooting star!" He looked up and saw the stream of light as it continued falling. His faint smile grew as he looked to her.
"Make a wish Allenby," he suggested. She smiled at him and nodded. She shut her eyes tightly then opened them after she thought of her wish.
"Why don't you too?" she asked.
"But you saw it first."
"But still, I want you to make a wish too!"
He smiled faintly. "Okay." He closed his eyes in thought for a moment. "I wish for…." Then, he opened his eyes. Allenby cocked an eyebrow.
"You're just going to leave me hanging like that?"
"No. My wish is…to be with you forever."
"Really?" He nodded.
"Together…forever Allenby," he whispered and held her hand, looking into her eyes.
Allenby smiled as she snuggled under the covers. "Together forever…" she mumbled before dozing off into a peaceful nap.