~ My Fondness Memories ~

by Alex


Disclaimer: The characters Argo, Xena and Gabrielle belong to MCA and not to me... although I have a nice collection of beanie frogs I'd be willing to trade for them. No infringement of copyright is intended.

Comments and criticisms are totally and equally welcome.

Alex




Gods I miss her. It has been only two moons and I feel like it has been eternity. What is happening to me? These feelings are so alive, and yet I am unable to express them. Me the bard, the one of words that roll off my tongue as if they were like a life force, when did this happen? At what point did my heart fall for her. As I sit here sitting in my old bedroom, my memories come rushing in. I would not have traded my life for another, it has been the most joyous time I have ever had. The day I met the warrior princess, closing my eyes I envision that moment. Chaos all around, and there she stood, on top of the hill like a majestic wonder. Her hair tangled, her attire that of a worn out cloth. Who is this woman? Why do I feel compelled to be with her, to travel the ends of earth with her. To be her companion.

It was three years ago I left my village and became her friend, in those three years, death, suffering, painful afflictions on us both, we are together as it should be. I can?t explain why this is, only that it is. Does she have any idea how I tremble at her slightish touch, my heart pounds when we have those talks around the fire. Oh, how I miss those nights, a routine that is different each time, and yet it is so familiar. I smile at the many times she tries to cook. It?s not bad, I would eat whatever she fixed. I prefer that I do the cooking, while she sits across the fire, polishing her armor, I watch her hands closely, wondering what it would be like to have those hands caress me. I shiver at the thought, and yet I would welcome it with open arms.

Each night I think I will tell her these things and the morning comes as it always does and we travel on. Oh, perhaps tomorrow. I can?t go on much longer. I tell her stories, love stories of two people, and she listens with a keen interest. Smiles at my words, the smile that melts my soul. Thinking that maybe she will hear a clue that I?m putting in, not tonight. I gather up my parchments and throw out my bedroll. *Sighing,* I say good night and close my eyes and dream the dream I have always dreamt. I awaken during the night feeling a chill as I shudder, rising up rubbing my eyes, searching out my friend, she is staring into the fire, unaware of my eyes upon her. I watch her face, the color of the fire dances across her beautiful face. What is she thinking? I wonder what her thoughts are now, and why does she look so sad. I see a tear falling down her cheek. Oh, Xena I want to run to her and comfort her, hold her in my arms and kiss away her tears.

Then she snaps out of her thoughts and her eyes fall upon mine. I drown in them. I can?t help myself now her eyes are like a force that entrances me. Does she see my desire? Oh, gods it is such torture. Then with a will I had didn?t expected to have I stand up and walked to her, looking down at her as she looks up and our eyes meet again. Oh, Xena do you see my passion? I put out my hand and she takes it. She stands close to me and in a moment of bliss I kiss her lips, I feel my body weaken and she responds by holding me, I become dizzy. Oh, Xena this is my desire. She kisses me back with a shyness, I look into her eyes, and see her passion. I take her face in my trembling hands and kiss her again, with more desire than ever. She accepts my advances and she whispers in my ear, "Gabrielle, oh Gabrielle." I feel my knees weaken again at her words. She holds on to me and whispers again "I have wanted you for so long, are you sure?" I smile at her lovely concern and whisper back "I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life." That was the night I remember, it will always be my fondness memory. I think of it often and when I do I feel wonderful, because ever since our admitting our love it has been heaven. A warm feeling embraces me, and I look out the window of my room, and looking more beautiful than I ever thought possible, she rides in. Her hair flowing back, and her body, oh god, don?t get me started. I run down the stairs, and open the door, and there she is with a smile that would take your breath away............................................

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