Eeeep! My debut... on fan fiction.net that is. This is the first story I've
ever written, so, of course I'm gunna make a couple of mistakes... but not
in the Domon-Rain relationship. I am definitely not a newbie at that. So
flame if you wanna, comment if ya wanna, just please, PLEASE, read and
review!
Disclaimer: Oh come on. I don't own anything G Gundamish. I don't own an
airplane or airport. But I would love to own Domon! .;;
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Her hands were shaking, or had been shaking since last night. All because of that little box... or more or less, the thing inside the box. She shook as she sipped a glass of tap water, occasionally spilling at the lack of concentration. She had finally finished with the Gundam Fight, being shut up in the Devil Gundam, everything. Well, almost everything. She still had the friends she met there. Just the other day, she saw Chibodee, who came to visit Domon for a small victory party since the defeat of the D.G.. Rain had tossed and turned in her bed all night (she was back in Neo- Japan), unable to sleep a wink. She turned on her t.v. to find that the world was back to normal again, no need to worry about any of the Mechas any longer. A tear fell down her cheek, not of sadness, but of pure joy. She was so happy to be with Domon but... he actually.. he wanted to... She walked into to her room once again, only to see that little white box on her desk she laid there a couple of hours ago.
***Flashback***
This was one of the first times Domon had actually been with Rain alone since the defeat of the Devil Gundam. They were alone together. Rain had just got back from a victory party that Chibodee was hosting, and saw Domon all by himself outside his father's house. He looked as if he was struggling on the inside; troubled. She walked over to see what was wrong with Domon. She laid her soft hand on his back, and he hesitated to turn around. He looked behind himself, seeing the image of his love, no longer secret, in a beautiful red dress. He was stunned for a moment, looking somewhat shy. She had concerned look on her face, and asked what was wrong.
He managed to say, "Could you walk with me for a bit?"
She agreed, determined to find out was wrong. They walked around the small street, talking of what they each had done at the party. Domon looked slumped over, as if he was dead tired or something. They saw a little park, and decided to stroll along in it. It was cold out that night, and Rain shivered with every sharp breeze, so Domon took off his cape and draped around her shoulders. She smiled, and felt much warmer, although the cape did not cover much. Whenever Rain glanced over at him, he would blush suddenly and look away. Every once and a while, he would begin to say something, but then suddenly stop and look away. Eventually after some prodding by Rain, Domon spat out what he was trying to say.
"Rain, I... already told you that I loved you. But I .. I.." he studdered.
"Yes?" Rain said, waiting for a reply.
" I wanted to ask you something," he somewhat whispered, as if inside something was fighting him on the inside. He sat down on a nearby bench, signaling for Rain to sit down.
"Please, just tell me Domon," Rain asked. "But that is.. if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to."
"No! No... it's not that. It's just that I've been trying to figure out how to say this..." He paused. He blushed terribly, and searched and fiddled around in his pocket, smiling at what he had caught.
"Rain," he said slowly, beginning to bend on one knee.
Rain knew what was coming, and almost choked on her own breath.
" Would you.....marry me?" He blurted, surprised at his own embaressment. He opened his once closed hand, revealing a small white box. He opened the lid slowly. Inside was the most spectacular thing Rain had ever laid eyes one. A ring, shining golden in the park's dim light, with a diamond in center, surrounded by shimmering sapphire.
Rain sat dumbfounded. She knew the answer obviously.. she had been waiting for this moment all her life. Tears quickly streamed down her cheeks. "Yes!" She shouted softly, unable to use her lungs very well with the sudden excitement. She wrapped her arms around Domon's neck, the only man she really loved... now her fiance.
They embraced quietly, the serenity flowing into them, pure bliss- crying in agonizing love.
***End of Flashback***
She felt like a massively heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt completely burnt out though, without any energy at all. Maybe it was all the skipped beats of her heart. She knew she'd have to tell someone what happened... but who? She suddenly remembered all the other friends she had met... but soon realized that she was much too shy to tell a soul. But she knew that eventually everyone would find out, so why not tell everyone now? Too bashful to tell the Shuffle Alliance men, she decided it would be fine if she called their crew members instead. She wrote a quick note to Domon saying she'd be gone for a day or two and left it on the table near the door. She quickly dressed, wearing her usual pink skirt-dress, but then thought that she needed to wear something more casual. She pulled on some jean shorts, a pink tangtop, and a blue sweater. It was nice to wear such low-pressure clothes. She grabbed some white tennis shoes and headed out the door. She unlocked her garage and stepped onto her motorcycle. One more thing, she remembered. She took out her hairband and let her brown bangs bounce onto her shoulders. She was off.
***At the airport***
"NEXT FLIGHT TO NEO-AMERICA, BOARDING NOW!" a loud voice over the P.A. said. Rain quickly headed over to where a crowd of people were boarding a plane, dragging heavy baggage behind them. Boy, was she glad that she had no need for luggage, except for a small bag of snacks. She rushed onto the plane, hoping to get a good seat. Planes are different in the future, none the less. Each seat had a phone, T.V., as well as a small microwave for preparing food on long trips. She sat down, sighed heavily, and picked up the phone. She put the bag of snacks on the seats next to her, receiving dirty looks from passengers who had to stand up. She dialed zero, waiting for the operator to answer. She told the operator she would like to be hooked up with a phone line in Neo-America, and then dialed in Shirley's number.
"Hello...Shirley? It's me, Rain."
*** That's it for the first chappie! I'll start writing the second chapter when I get five reviews, and try and post it by the tenth. So how was it? Eeeep, I'm high on sugar today! Legolas: That you are. Me: God, don't start one of those "special guest routines". That would so be copying! Oh, well. See ya next time!-girl who loves Domon and Rain fluffs-Sailor Hannah--
***
Her hands were shaking, or had been shaking since last night. All because of that little box... or more or less, the thing inside the box. She shook as she sipped a glass of tap water, occasionally spilling at the lack of concentration. She had finally finished with the Gundam Fight, being shut up in the Devil Gundam, everything. Well, almost everything. She still had the friends she met there. Just the other day, she saw Chibodee, who came to visit Domon for a small victory party since the defeat of the D.G.. Rain had tossed and turned in her bed all night (she was back in Neo- Japan), unable to sleep a wink. She turned on her t.v. to find that the world was back to normal again, no need to worry about any of the Mechas any longer. A tear fell down her cheek, not of sadness, but of pure joy. She was so happy to be with Domon but... he actually.. he wanted to... She walked into to her room once again, only to see that little white box on her desk she laid there a couple of hours ago.
***Flashback***
This was one of the first times Domon had actually been with Rain alone since the defeat of the Devil Gundam. They were alone together. Rain had just got back from a victory party that Chibodee was hosting, and saw Domon all by himself outside his father's house. He looked as if he was struggling on the inside; troubled. She walked over to see what was wrong with Domon. She laid her soft hand on his back, and he hesitated to turn around. He looked behind himself, seeing the image of his love, no longer secret, in a beautiful red dress. He was stunned for a moment, looking somewhat shy. She had concerned look on her face, and asked what was wrong.
He managed to say, "Could you walk with me for a bit?"
She agreed, determined to find out was wrong. They walked around the small street, talking of what they each had done at the party. Domon looked slumped over, as if he was dead tired or something. They saw a little park, and decided to stroll along in it. It was cold out that night, and Rain shivered with every sharp breeze, so Domon took off his cape and draped around her shoulders. She smiled, and felt much warmer, although the cape did not cover much. Whenever Rain glanced over at him, he would blush suddenly and look away. Every once and a while, he would begin to say something, but then suddenly stop and look away. Eventually after some prodding by Rain, Domon spat out what he was trying to say.
"Rain, I... already told you that I loved you. But I .. I.." he studdered.
"Yes?" Rain said, waiting for a reply.
" I wanted to ask you something," he somewhat whispered, as if inside something was fighting him on the inside. He sat down on a nearby bench, signaling for Rain to sit down.
"Please, just tell me Domon," Rain asked. "But that is.. if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to."
"No! No... it's not that. It's just that I've been trying to figure out how to say this..." He paused. He blushed terribly, and searched and fiddled around in his pocket, smiling at what he had caught.
"Rain," he said slowly, beginning to bend on one knee.
Rain knew what was coming, and almost choked on her own breath.
" Would you.....marry me?" He blurted, surprised at his own embaressment. He opened his once closed hand, revealing a small white box. He opened the lid slowly. Inside was the most spectacular thing Rain had ever laid eyes one. A ring, shining golden in the park's dim light, with a diamond in center, surrounded by shimmering sapphire.
Rain sat dumbfounded. She knew the answer obviously.. she had been waiting for this moment all her life. Tears quickly streamed down her cheeks. "Yes!" She shouted softly, unable to use her lungs very well with the sudden excitement. She wrapped her arms around Domon's neck, the only man she really loved... now her fiance.
They embraced quietly, the serenity flowing into them, pure bliss- crying in agonizing love.
***End of Flashback***
She felt like a massively heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt completely burnt out though, without any energy at all. Maybe it was all the skipped beats of her heart. She knew she'd have to tell someone what happened... but who? She suddenly remembered all the other friends she had met... but soon realized that she was much too shy to tell a soul. But she knew that eventually everyone would find out, so why not tell everyone now? Too bashful to tell the Shuffle Alliance men, she decided it would be fine if she called their crew members instead. She wrote a quick note to Domon saying she'd be gone for a day or two and left it on the table near the door. She quickly dressed, wearing her usual pink skirt-dress, but then thought that she needed to wear something more casual. She pulled on some jean shorts, a pink tangtop, and a blue sweater. It was nice to wear such low-pressure clothes. She grabbed some white tennis shoes and headed out the door. She unlocked her garage and stepped onto her motorcycle. One more thing, she remembered. She took out her hairband and let her brown bangs bounce onto her shoulders. She was off.
***At the airport***
"NEXT FLIGHT TO NEO-AMERICA, BOARDING NOW!" a loud voice over the P.A. said. Rain quickly headed over to where a crowd of people were boarding a plane, dragging heavy baggage behind them. Boy, was she glad that she had no need for luggage, except for a small bag of snacks. She rushed onto the plane, hoping to get a good seat. Planes are different in the future, none the less. Each seat had a phone, T.V., as well as a small microwave for preparing food on long trips. She sat down, sighed heavily, and picked up the phone. She put the bag of snacks on the seats next to her, receiving dirty looks from passengers who had to stand up. She dialed zero, waiting for the operator to answer. She told the operator she would like to be hooked up with a phone line in Neo-America, and then dialed in Shirley's number.
"Hello...Shirley? It's me, Rain."
*** That's it for the first chappie! I'll start writing the second chapter when I get five reviews, and try and post it by the tenth. So how was it? Eeeep, I'm high on sugar today! Legolas: That you are. Me: God, don't start one of those "special guest routines". That would so be copying! Oh, well. See ya next time!-girl who loves Domon and Rain fluffs-Sailor Hannah--