Disclaimer: The characters and story of Hana Yori Dango are the sole property of Yoko Kamio.
A/N: This is a short drabble that suddenly occurred to me while I watched a love movie. It doesn't exactly follow the theme of the other stories, but it's too short to be on its own. I started this story with a certain pairing in mind, but I'll leave it up to you to decide the pairing.
A Simple Dream
Summary: She loved that he made her dreams come true. But all dreams must come to an end.
She loved that he made her dreams come true.
She was the daughter of a geisha. Soiled by her blood, she was doomed for she had not the grace nor the beauty of her mother.
But she amused him, and slowly the amusement turned to affection and then to love.
She could not be brought by his expensive trinkets or by his money. Instead, she fell in love with his graceful sword dance and beautiful face.
His sweet promises and kind words were unusual and utterly different from her treatment by others.
"You make me content."
"Your presence provides me peaceful moments."
"You allow me to forget my duties and my family's expectations."
In his presence, she too could forget herself. She could forget that she was not valued and shunned. In his arms, she felt accepted and important.
He was quiet and emotionless to the eyes of the townspeople, but she saw him. In her eyes, he was a man, a simple man.
He valued beauty above all else- pretty items instantly caught his eye- but she was different. Her attitude and behavior, so unlike the fictitious women he had met, surprised him and elated him.
He wanted to stay with her. He wanted her to be by his side. She was his, his to love, his to hold, and his to care for.
But all dreams must come to an end.
Her happiest moments were in his company, but even the peaceful times he had with her, could not keep her with him. Despite how they felt, she was still the daughter of a geisha and he was still a lord's son.
He left to fulfill his familial duty, marriage to a beautiful lord's daughter in the neighboring town. She stayed in the town until she was forced into doing what she had never wanted to do, follow in her mother's footsteps.
A/N: It is a rather strange drabble, but I hope you understood it. Depending on readers and my own whim, I may continue and lengthen it.