| �Angel what�s wrong?� he asked as he walked around towards him, �What do you mean? I don�t know what you ask of me� he lied and turned from him. Now Heero had grown the last few months and now reached the height of Trowas nose. A warm hand wiped away a tear the solider refused to shed no matter where he was alone, or with his love. Music filled the older mans ears and gaped memories again swirled in his head. A young women gracefully, a young boy, a baby laughing as she danced gracefully about a familiar scene of a big top and cages of cold steal, with another young girl laughing, �Triton baby brother Triton!� She laughed as a man scoped her into his arms. The young women was angelic, her eyes full of life. A tall muscular man, green eyes and neat brown hair laughed as he held his daughter. A little girl small and sweet laughed into his mind as an echo, and he soon found himself staring up into the cloudy snowy skies. //Far away, long ago Glowing dim an as ember Things my heart Used to know Things it yearns to remember// �Trowa its cold, come in Duo�s un wrapping gifts without us� Heero said bitterly as he rubbed his arms, he was obviously cold. Please just stop crying, clowns do not cry� soldiers don�t cry, and you�re making a scene. But making a scene was all I �eve ever done like my past its all I know and I only want one thing this Christmas� my memory. My heart doesn�t have to be so cold anymore but it wants to remember what, it wants to know how to be kind and return to a normal adolescent life like so many others who didn�t fight. //And a song Someone sings Once upon a December// Music came from the piano, as Quatre played it seemed to hang in the night air. Sparkling snow twirled around him. His tears soon stopped, and he wandered inside to see so many of the ones he called family. He was nearly inside when he thought he heard a voice sing in the distance, � The last time you remember� Once upon a December�� Trowa looked and laughed as he joined his family and cherished loved ones on the Christmas he�d surly make sure he�d prevent anything from forgetting it. The End Authors note; Okay I've never really sent anything in before and I think its okay but I guess it truly remains up to the readers. R&R please to [email protected]. Alexandra Bloomen |