Jessica: AHH! I had this all typed out then.. it was deleted! It was perfect... Oh well. No use crying over spilled memory. -sulks in a corner and cries-
Romance
'I can't believe I am going to die like this.' Cagalli thought as her body washed into the watery grave, of the ocean sea's. She would cry, but what good will that do? Everything was going right in her life. Engaged to Athrun, Kira and Lacus were together, other then the constant paperwork and meetings, it would all be for a good matter. And probably everything would be okay, better then okay. But, it did not matter any way's. 'I hope you will be happy Athrun.' Cagalli thought and accepted her final goodbye.
Adventure
Dark brown boot's sank down into the sand of midday... looking gloomy as usual. His tall stance turned towards the ocean that swept out on the sandy beach. Walking along the coast still, a low and deep voice was muttering towards himself. "Awful maidens... or shall I call them creature's? No matter, it shall be the last of them thankfully." He was a strong lord upon his land of ZAFT. He rightfully owned it for three summer's now, and was glade the way he inherited it. Running a hand throw his knotted and greasy hair, he looked up towards the heavens. Where was there a miracle when you need one. Shaking his head to forget the memory's his sight caught a figure. Blinking a few times, he raced towards it. Tis be a maiden! Kneeling down into the sand, he checked to see if she still held a breath. Aye, she lives, barely. Looking for her squire or maybe her escort, caused him to once again sigh. So many question's. Grumbling towards himself yet again, he picked up the delicate figure and placed her upon his stead. Galloping back to his hall, two things were now known to him. One, the woman was on his land with out a soul around. And two, she was quite different from the other women who often pranced around his hall.
With her body limp within his arms once again, did he stroll down his hall with grace and anger at the same time.
"Lord Athrun!" A man with silver hair said opening the door towards his bed chamber. "Do not disturb the woman and I. Fetch me clean cloth's.. well don't just stand there like an idiot!" he yelled as Yzak nodded and left with a slamming of a large door. Placing the only woman to ever be, she sprawled out into the sheet's. Her golden hair was very short, but it held a silk smoothness to. Hesitantly, his finger's brushed a few strand's from her pale face. Looking down onto her gown, seemed to be a fine attire. She must be married or widowed by now... how he was praying she was a widow for some reason. Shaking the thought's aside, an even more silly thought came to mind. Perhaps after all the bad luck the saint's have sent him during his childhood, has given him this maiden to repay him? Yes, an angel. Sitting upon the bed, he could not help but let the smile grow on his face. Yes, she smelt like an angel, looked like one as well. "Are you my angel?" he whispered. He prayed for the saint's for her to open her eye's. He wished for some answer's, more then other's.
"I have returned with the item's you have requested my lord." Yzak said opened the door a bit. Looking how in the dimness of the candle, he was able to see his lords green eye's searching over the woman from head to toe. "My lord?" Yzak asked again. Athrun stiffened as he turned around. Coughing to clear his throat a few times, he nodded. "Yes, thank you Yzak. That will be all for the rest of the evening." Athrun said pulling the tunic and pant's, seems the only thing small enough for her was the stable boy's clothing. Looking from the shivering soul laid out upon his bed, then back to the cloths in his hand did he move towards her. "Simply a matter of help. Yes, tis must be done." he nodded towards himself. With shaking hands did he look for the strings around her garment.. but was moved to seeing some sort of odd.. thing on the side. Thinking about it for five minutes, did he take the contraption and pull down wards. AMAZING! he pulled it back up once again.. and the cloths were reattaching themselves! Oh yes, as soon as this woman is awake, he shall find out who she is. And where she came from. Pulling down the contraption one more time, did it offer an odd noise. Smirking to himself to did it once again, was her gown able to come off much easily.
A blush started from his toe's to his cheek's because of this. Making sure not to look anywhere that may send him with a nose bleed, did he place the tunic and pant's upon her. Pulling a sheet over her body, did his eye's land upon her lips. Slightly parted.. and dare he say, he wished to know those feelings upon his lips? Lord Athrun pulled be so quickly that he fell upon the stone floor from her movement. Rubbing the side of his back, was he looking over onto his bed once again to see her sleeping contently. Grumbling once again as he stood up, he pulled a chair from the wall and sat. Tonight this will be where he rested, and damnit. All for the last thing he thought it would be for, a woman!
Jess: Yea yea, I know. Short. But, I wanted to put this up as soon as possiable. Tell me your thought!