Thread: Never Be The Same Again (Yoshie x Source Code)

It was those ruby red eyes of hers that although some say they made her personality, she knew that her pain was as red as her eyes. She always said that the color of pain was red. However, if there was one thing that his wife and he share, they both loved her eyes. She always stroked Winrys hair and pulled Winrys chin up to meet her face. Winry never looked his wife in the eye. Not because she didnt like to, but because she didnt think she was worthy enough too. Once they locked eyes his wife would always say Red is the color of passion and you seem to have a lot of it in you. Which would always make Winry smile and look away. Winry would swear that the girl was flirting with her. Clarence always said that she couldnt hide her feelings for anyone or anything because she had those eyes. It was true, and as much as Clarence and her were obviously not right for each other, no matter what they stayed together. But despite all this Clarence knew deep down that she had always loved Evanhire. He would watch her at dinner as she and he laughed, and it was genuine fun, never forced. He even called her on it a few times, claiming that instead of Seduction her last name should be Evanhire. Thats when she remembered, she remembered the gift that his wife gave her. When reminded about that trip to Osaka she nodded at him, kissed him on the cheek and then headed over to the bar area of her personal space. She bent down behind the counter and shuffled around for a few minutes. After a bit she came up with a little black rectangular silk box in her hand coming back over to him she sat down and looked him in the eye. This is probably the most inappropriate moment for this but that trip reminded me. I swore Id never tell but she told me that Id know when the time was right. She breathed in deep and opened the box. This She tried to hold her composure as she spoke. This is the last gift Gigi gave to me this is the necklace that you gave her. She never took it off and every time I saw it I admired it, both from afar and up close. She told me, well she knew that there was something between us, although I assured her many times that we did nothing together, in which she knew she was just glad that I was a true woman. Most women, she said most women would try to take you for themselves, sabotaging at every corner, but not you Winny. I know you love Alex, but I know you respect that he is a married man and I know youd never do anything to hurt him and because of that I am comforted that you respect me as well and if something were to ever happened to me, I want you to be his true Mrs. Evanhire. Winry was holding a 50ct solid white gold necklace with the name Evanhire on it. In the box was a letter that read To my true Mrs. Evanhire. I never put it on for it was hers, and she was yours. But I guess I wanted to show you that I still respect her as your woman, and that I loved her, even if she had something that I wanted. She was just as much a part of me as she was you. I called her Gigi well because you tend to go for women with a little more bust, and lets be honest I swear that woman was packing watermelons for breasts. That comment made her giggle. She smiled thinking of her old friend. There was no pain there for that one moment. She finally escaped this hell we call life. She truly was an Angel. She grabbed his hand with the free hand that wasnt holding the box. Our Angel.