Queen’s note: I do not own Brigadoon and the like. This is a prolog to the my real story, this takes place at the very end of the Anime show I’ve yet to get the Maga, but I did order it!. and to those who know me at DeviatART . com as Lady-Of-Ice-Chaos, yes this story was inspired by the wallpaper I made of Melen and Marin kissing. .

Never Let You Go

By Omicron the IceQueen

Prolog, Melen’s point of view:

I watch her cry, silver rivulets of tears falling down her cheeks. I was shocked by the pleading look in her eyes and tone in her voice as she said something I hadn’t even hoped to hear her say.

“Please Melan I beg you…Take me to Brigadoon! I want to go okay?”

I heard her small gasp as she realized that I, too, was weeping. Both in joy for her wishing and willing to do that of witch I had so wanted but had no right to ask her to do. I was weeping in sorrow as well, at the thought of having to leave my dear, sweet Marin here in the Funny World.

“Marin…” I whispered watching her tears and feeling my own, “I don’t want to leave you either. I don’t, It’s just that-”

“I love you Melan,” she interrupted me and my resolve to let her go started to crack. I shouldn’t look in her green eyes; I need to let her live out her life with out the many threats to her that would surely be in Brigadoon. But I couldn’t look away and my heart twisted in guilt. Then my resolve broke and fell as she continued, “And I always will!”

“Marin…” I choked feeling a pain deep with in me, unlike anything I ever felt, “The feeling in my hart is to painful to endure…”

More tears fell for us both, and my Marin leaned forward her arms stretching out to me. The last of my will power died in an instant and I too leaded forward. I carefully crossed my sword and gun behind her lithe body and my lips met hers gently. I marvel how soft and warm she is. So vary, very fragile, yet so strong at the same time.

I wrapped my appendages around her middle and pulled her to me cautiously, so not to break the kiss. This kiss that tasted so sweet.

Marin…

My dear, sweet, loving Marin, do you have any idea what you’re doing? What you are doing to both your self and I? I can not leave you now…

I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I cannot help it. It feels so right to have Marin with me, her arms slipping thought the gap in my armor to wrap around my neck. For a moment, a fleeting instant I regret she is not a Monomakia. If she was, I could deepen our already strong soul bond.

Marin is human, but I still try. Reaching out with my other appendages and place them on her upper sides –even though her dress I can feel her ribs- right where hers would have been if she was like I was: a Gunswordsman, a Monomakia…

I pull back and stare at her closed eyes. She looked so small standing there with in my encircling armored arms. That protective instinct surged up into me again and I wanted to stay with Marin, truly for all eternity, protect her. I longed to have her physically with me as well as to keep that part of her soul she gave me with in my self always.

…Was it wrong to think this? To want this?

Marin’s emerald orbs opened then, she looked back at me and I could almost see through her eyes to her soul, read her feeling.

“Melan…please…take me…” she looks at me with those eyes, letting me see into her emotional deeps. No wanting me to see.

“Sweet Marin…”

You really want me? Even though I could hurt you with my arms that are weapons? You want me to take you back to Brigadoon? You are truly willing to leave the Funny World and you family…for me?

“Melan-” She starts but I cut her off, ever so carefully closing her lips with mine. I savor and treasure this kiss as much as the others. I feel Marin relax against me, and I wrap my appendages around her more. One moving to lop around her legs and knees, the other around her torso the end resting on the back of her head. Much like I did after she’d given herself to me. I give her sides a soft squeeze as I picked her up fully.

Breaking the kiss I rest my head lightly on hers, my tears dropping onto Marin’s face and neck. Taking a deep steeling breath, I hug her close to me, rubbing her cheek with mine, tasting her salty tears.

“Marin, my dear Marin, I need you to do as I say.” I whisper, not trusting my voice to stay steady if it was any louder.

“What is it Melan?” Marin asks as I stand still holding her close.

I look at the Vestal In The Addict, one of the very few stable gateways between my world and hers. If what I’m about to do is wrong… I do not ask for forgiveness, because I want this. I need her…

“Hold your breath Marin.” I tell her and step into the water.

I hear her gasp and even though I don’t need to I still look down at her as I walk in, she staring back at me with those lovely eyes, filled with hope and some thing else…I don’t think I could love her more then right now. There was no regret in her expressive green orbs what so ever. Her eyes were for me alone as she sucked in air and held it.

Marin… Marin I said I’d never let you go before.

And I wont.

Not even all the other Gunswordsmen can keep me form you.