Remember Me ::A pair of star-crossed lovers...::, she thought ironically as she stared at the sentence before her. It took awhile before she focused on the rest of the sentence. �A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.� So engrossed was she in the book she was reading that she heard no one enter the small office behind her until- �Anne?� She gasped, and the copy of Shakespear�s Romeo and Juliet fell to the floor with a soft thud. A chuckle sounded. �Did I scare you Lady?� The person asked gently. �No.� She sighed, and then it registered. She turned slowly, eyes incredulous, heart pounding, yet it was so familiar.... �No, Mr. Treize, I-�she stopped, and gasped again as she realized the person before her was NOT Treize. �Andrew! I-I-gomen nasai.� She flushed. A dark look came over his face, gone in an instant. He laughed and said: �Don�t worry about it.� He came forward and kissed her lovingly, fragily, like she would break if he kissed her too hard. ::Not like Treize:: She thought. No, not like Treize, who put so much fire and passion into his kisses, yet remained so gentle. So incredibly gentle. Not like Treize, who�s eyes turned nearly violet with his passion. She closed her eyes and remembered..... A knock sounded at her door. �Come in!� she called, a smile playing about her lips. She sensed him somehow, knowing that when the door opened, HE would be there |
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