" Dragon Thoughts"

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: I don't own GW, it's characters, or anything related to them. (who do I talk to, to change that?)

Pairings: 13+5

Rating: PG

Summary: Just a sweet little one shot. Perhaps the only one with Trieze. ::shrugs:: Everyone has their flukes. Wish I could write more with him, but I'm still a little edgy with his character. (I don't understand him.

"Dragon Thoughts "

It was dead silent. So silent that it would have drove a sane man mad. The only sound in the small room was the steady hum of the TV that laid before me. The hum was so low that if you weren't listening for it, you couldn't hear it. The silence didn't bother me all that much. In fact I welcomed it. It was somehow comforting to me. It allowed me time to reflect on my pass battles and to concentrate on the battle to come. It would be my final battle. That I will make sure of. I have fallen so far from grace that it was sickening. And yet I didn't care. I stopped caring long ago. Ever since Epyon stopped showing me the correct path.

I hit the rewind button on the remote. I watched the figure on the screen intently. I will never forget the day we met. How he sprang from his Gundam, sword in his hand, ready to duel. Not too many people do that nowadays. Hardly anyone would step foot outside the cockpit of their mobile suit to engross in hand to hand combat. And yet he did. Since then I've become infatuated with him. I couldn't help it. He wouldn't leave my mind. Just about every night, I dreamed of the day I met him. I dreamed of another meeting that wouldn't include such violence. Unfortunately that encounter would never take place. Tomorrow is my final battle. I know he will be there. I will find him to battle him once again.

I watched the figure on the screen leap off the arm of his Gundam and land gracefully in front of me. I remember his changeling voice introducing himself. The duel was exhilarating. I have never seen someone as strong or determined at his age. Maybe that's why I'm obsessed. He was so sure of the cause he believed in. He moved with such speed and agility that it was almost blinding. He reminded me of a dragon. Yes a dragon. A perfect creature to describe him.

I'll never forget him. I don't want to. Those harsh black eyes so full of pride. That silky black hair. I'm sure that if he ever let it down, it would only enhance his beauty. His sleek frame packed so much power it was astounding. I pushed the pause button. The screen stopped as I had placed my sword under his chin, threatening to slice his throat. He did not fear death. I ran my index finger along his body. I wanted to see him again. I wanted to duel just once more before I die. I wanted him to be my final vision before my death.

Since that night, I wanted to learn more of him. I tried my best to find him, but every time I finally caught up to him, he was gone. I got as much information about him that was available. He came from the L5 colony cluster. Too bad it is now destroyed. I probably would have been able to find out more if the colony still exist. I glanced down at the documents spread on my desk. He was widowed. His wife killed by Oz soldiers. No wonder he hates Oz so bad. I guess I can't really blame him. Could he hate me as well? Even after sparing his life that day? Finding out his history wasn't enough. I needed to see him again. I saw him on TV one day, fighting his final battle on Earth before heading to outer space. I wanted to follow, but knew I couldn't. But I will battle with him again. I have been told that the Tallgese was rebuilt and that I was to pilot it in Earth's defense. I will take that duty with pride. I know he will be at that battle. I will find him somehow.

Presently a solider stepped into my room. I didn't hear him knock. A little offended, I made sure to note in my glare how violated I truly was because of him. I pushed the power button of my TV and awaited his words. He saluted me proudly, but a little nervous under my stare.

"I'm sorry to intrude his excellency. But we are ready to head into outer space. We are waiting for your orders to launch." I stood up and gathered myself from my thoughts. This will be my final battle. I intent to die not by the hands of the bloodthirsty White Fang. Not by the hands of some young punks hiding in their Gundams. But by the hands of a great and powerful dragon. Only death by a dragon is honorable. I may not be worthy of such a death. But it's the only way I will allow myself to die.
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