Forgiveness (PG13)

[Lady Hejanna]

Author: Lady Hejanna
Author's Note: Hey this is a short story that i came up with on a whim. Though i should've been working on the second par to 'Makkuro' I just couldn't pass up this creation. Originally this was meant between Trowa and Relena, but i decided to actually make my own characters. I hope you enjoy, and most of all understand it. Questions, comments, and concerns are welcome.








Forgiveness




Rain had been pouring for the better part of the day and hadnt let up since nightfall. In fact, it seemed to get heavier. It didnt matter really; it was as if the heavens themselves knew what he was going to do.

He was sitting up on the bed, sheets covering his nude form as thin arms draped themselves over his lap. He chuckled, ruffling his bedmates brown hair. Letting out a moan she arranged herself to lean up against him, not caring that the sheet slipped off and exposed her to him.

Her body was glistened with sweat, making her creamy skin more ethereal, more tempting. She wasnt supple, nor curved in all the right places. She was imperfect, which is how he preferred her, because to him she was perfect.

Reaching over him, she grabbed a cigarette pack laying on the nightstand and a lighter as well. Settling back she pulled out the thin tobacco filled paper and lit it up. Handing it to him, he followed suit, inhaling the rich taste of it as it burned pleasurably down his throat.

Feeling pressure on his shoulder, he knew she had decided to lay her head on him. He took comfort in that fact, she still needed him. She was an angel in this hell that he lived in, one that fell because of him. He owed her so much; she had shown him a love that would last forever.

He pulled away from her only to lay his arm around her shoulders. Savoring the feel of her soft skin, he kissed her forehead gently. She looked up at him then, her blue eyes shimmered before him and he knew that that look was just for him alone. He took a drag of the cigarette, ashing it on the floor carelessly.

"I love you." she murmured against his skin, nuzzling her face against his chest. He armed tightened around her pulling her closer. "Hmm, I thought you already had enough!" Her chuckle seemed to echo through the room.

"I can never have enough." He replied. They were almost done with their smoking, still lying about each other. It was almost time, he could feel it around the corners of his mind.

"You'll always love me, right Weylin? "

"Sera, I love you now and always." He answered her truthfully, gazing into her eyes. He kissed her then, hoping to prove in that one moment that she owned everything of him. He could feel it again; the edge of his mind was coming closer, shutting out everything.

He pulled back from her, tucking some hair behind her ear. "I've got a new mission from Madden. This he said is to prove my worth." He pulled away from her then, leaning over the bed he was fumbling with something over the floor.

She coughed then, one that seemed to tear through her body is a short spasm. Her body was shaking slightly as she pretended not to have a problem. However, he knew better, her putting on a face so he wouldnt worry. He knew exactly why she was in pain; he was the cause of it.

"Well thats good. I hope it goes well, you need to do everything you can to prove to them that youre on their side."

"Yea well, this one is harder, I dont know if I can go through with it."

"I have complete confidence in you! Besides I know that you can do it, no matter what it is I want you to!" She leaned of his bent form, kissing his back tenderly, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I will always forgive you, for the blood you will shed and the lives you will take. No matter what happens, I will always love you."

He sighed then, choking back something in his throat."I know. I always knew that you would say that. I love you." Sitting back up, he turned looking her in the eyes.

That was when she knew, she could still feel it. There was slow burning that constricted around her chest, making it harder to breathe with each passing moment. Tears welled up in her eyes but she never let them fall. She just kissed him on the lips. Grabbing her form, he held her tight, and when they pulled back, they just sat on the bed clutching each other.

Thunder could be heard, and as he looked out the window rivulets of water were still running down the pane. He kissed her shoulders and neck, planting kisses anywhere he could. Her skin was already becoming cooler, as her body shook within his arms. This was all he could really offer her, to live these last few seconds within his grasp. Eventually she stopped convulsions but he could still hear her soft breathes. He fell asleep listening to her. His fallen angel that he sent back to heaven.

"I love you Weylin." He barely heard her murmur, as he was dozing off."And I forgive you."