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Remember Me pt8 �Treize is a subject I will be happy to talk about.� She said as she grinned at his expression. �Don�t misunderstand Troy, I am not happy he has left, but you just made me remember some of the fondest memories I have ever had.� He grinned and unbeknownst to her, his heart soared. �Treize had a very childish and mischievous side to him. Not many people knew that about him. It was a side that I loved dearly. I loved every side of him with equal passion, even when he was angry. He never raised his voice to me once, even though I would throw the biggest temper tantrums.�Treize smiled again, remembering how he adored her temper. And unconsciously he rubbed his left cheek and winced remembering the stinging slaps he had received often. �I had a terrible temper. And Treize found that out quite a bit.� She chuckled softly. �But mind you this was before...this was before I found out he loved me. I had fallen in love with him long since, and when I found out he loved me....it was him who gentled me to the who I am now. It was him who taught me to love with no anger. It was only around him that I could let my heart soar and I knew true freedom. And when we made love only he could take me to the stars and back....�She trailed off. It was not like she was really even talking to him. He looked at her, tears filling his eyes, and he turned his head from her so as she would not see them roll silently down his cheeks. It was her who had taken him to the stars and her who had gentled him and he almost broke down then and there. �You make him sound like the most perfect man in the universe.� Treize whispered. �He was.� Anne agreed. �I always thrilled at his touch...I always wanted to be closer to him. He always smelled so good. Always like roses.....� �Wow.� Treize breathed. �He was a lucky man. A VERY lucky man.� She grinned at him and out of impulse she grabbed his hand and gently pulled him down the street. ******* Andrew stared after Anne�s rapidly retreating form. A sense of gloom pervaded him and anger. He was angry at how defensive she was about Treize Khushrenada. The guy was, to put it blankly a scumbag. He actually praised the kid that had killed him. He had Une now, so why did he feel as though he were playing second to a deadman? A man three years dead to be exact? He slammed his fist on the table, oblivious to the stares that he had been getting ever since Anne had left him at the table. He had to find her..... Treize had never seen a more radiant Lady Une. He could swear on it. She eagerly showed him around, commenting teasingly that it was like he knew this place. He had smiled and said that it was because of her excellent tourguide abilities in such a tone that Anne could have sworn once again that Treize walked by her side. Her heart raced, and a tender look in her eyes showed through briefly before it was replaced by friendly warmth. But....he saw it. ********** It had been months since Anne had met Troy, and she was preparing for her wedding to Andrew, which would take place the following month. Yet, she knew that allthough she should be happy, she had become more and more saddened with each passing day. The only time she had been really happy was when she was with Troy. And it took a long time before she could admit to herself that she had fallen in love with him. The thought scared her, and the feeling was worse. Everytime he touched her, however casually, it sent a shivering trail of emotion through her, and she did not know how long she would be able to contain feelings. Oh, she knew she loved Troy, yet she fiercly denied it. And when she was around Andrew her heart felt nothing but empty, and a sense of betrayal filled her, yet she squashed those feelings deep with in her and made herself love him. �I�m glad that you have gotten rid of those pictures Anne.� Andrew said one morning as he sat on the couch and gazed at the area where the photos of Treize had been. �I mean really, it was only for your good. I am also glad that you do not see that Troy Kasadone often. You really have learned sense Anne.� He smiled at her, and held out his hand. She hesitated, then walked to him. He pulled her down. �I love you........� And he kissed her. When Treize met Anne in the park for an agreed walk, she was sitting on a beautiful stone carved fountain and she was crying as a memory surfaced, so sacred, so beautiful, that it made her yearn to turn back time..... |
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