Well...this is it. The end of the end. Suddenly the victory isn't half as sweet now that it's completely over. I can't believe I'm actually crying right now. I cheered when I finished writing this a few days ago. Matter of fact I haven't cried while writing anything I've done...Ah well. Enjoy.
Dysha Bloom-Winner was happy! It was his birthday after all and his grandfathers had gone all out to make this one special! For his 21st birthday they'd decided a masquerade would be just the thing. Dysha wasn't complaining he could flirt and tease all he wanted…well he did that anyway but still-
" Dysha!"
" Shhh…" Dysha turned to glower at the girl who called his name. A petite blond wearing a simple purple mask rimmed in gold…" Lena…your not supposed to know who's who!"
Lena rolled her eyes, and fingered his braid, " Oh please Dysha like you're hard to spot." She teased.
Lena Pyres was his best friend since he was a baby…his partner in crime really is what his grandfathers said-and that was just as accurate to be fair. For when the dynamic duo got together-trouble abounded!
" Dance with me!" She insisted dragging him into the throng on the dance floor.
Dysha went without a fight, pulling her close they began an intentionally clumsy waltz stepping on and bumping into as many different people as possible. They'd begun an impromptu tango when Dysha felt it at first- a warmth in the pit of his stomach-spinning Lena. She wooed and locked herself onto some girl with golden hair.
" Have fun Lena…" he mumbled spinning away from her-and directly into another person. His laughter died when he met the person's eyes.
Cobalt blue…hidden behind a feathered white mask …strange but he felt like he knew this man-he knew him well…but-
Reaching up for his mask, he was surprised to see the man do the same with his own…Thick black bangs fell across his forehead…and narrow cobalt eyes examined Dysha just as curiously…
" Who are you?" he blushed, what an opening line Dysha. " I mean I feel like I-"
" Know you?" the man finished, then smiled…" That's all right…I feel the same way though I don't think we've met. Chang Hae…actually it's Chang Wufei Hae or Chang Wufei the third. Take your pick."
Dysha smiled, " Dysha Bloom-Winner Schulbeck…Well Lord Dysha Maxwell Quentin Bloom Winner Schulbeck the first if you want to get picky…."
Hae smiled, " Your family fond of the names too huh?"
" Yeah…"
Hae bit his lip, " Would it be too forward of me to say that I have the overpowering urge to kiss you right now?"
Dysha grinned evilly and lunged forward before Hae had the chance to escape…not that he was thinking about escape…
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Trowa smiled at his love of several thousand years…he counted himself as one of the lucky ones…in comparison to Heero and Duo theirs had been a peaceful love…an accepting love-a true love. And he greatly looked forward to finding Quatre in whatever form he came in their next time around…
Looking over the dance floor his lips drew up slightly at the sight that met him.
In the center of the floor stood Dysha and Wufei's grandson-what was his name again? Hae…kissing like they didn't have an audience.
Trowa blinked…Dysha and Hae? Full circle it was then… Trowa laughed then squeezed Quatre's hand.
He shifted a glance to Wufei and Relena who were striding purposely toward them.
Quatre greeted the Changs with a friendly smile-even after 50 years Trowa was still having a time stomaching Wufei and Relena as a happily married couple.
" Is that Dysha there with Hae?" Relena asked.
Trowa nodded, and turned to Wufei. " Full circle…"
Relena looked confused. Wufei just smiled and nodded, wrapping an arm around his wife's waist.
While far above the keeper of time let out a sigh of relief…
"Amazing really how stubborn hearts can be…even if it cries-or your lover dies it's just a page to look back on when the grief subsides, your life is book and each page an adventure. We each have a story go on take a look! Your life is your own to survive or to thrive. Pray you learn to thrive for to merely survive is a waste of your lives. You can close your heart to love-and you will suffer for it greatly. You can open your heart to love and you'll suffer for it greatly. May seem like you lose either way, but that all depends on how you play the game. Understand to love is to live, and to live is to love. There is no one without the other…it may take a while you may resist but in the end…love WILL win."
Speaking of ends-so comes the end our tale…well this time around...
Authors note:
A few things…
Dysha (Die-sha): Duo Hae (High): Heero Lena: Hirde
Thanks to all the people that have been reading this from the beginning…all four years -_- ; THANK YOU! And a special thanks to the people that have been going out of their way to kick my ass into finishing this story. And always remember life is a book-you are the writer. If you don't like how the story is going make changes!