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Well, now that we all got past that terrible holiday, here's something full of...uh...
Title: Casi Lo Mato (I almost killed him)
Author: Ileana A. Delgado
Category: Romance (?)
Warning: no Gundam names anywhere, and, once again, my translations suck.…
Pairings: It's a well-known love-triangle, unless you want to get all fancy about who's who…
Rating: PG-13/R, depending…
Notes: The woman (referred to as 'she,' duh…) is the only one that speaks and all the dialogue consists of the translated lyrics to a Los Toros Band song called 'Casi Lo Mato' (from the LP '…Lo Bailan Bien'). Also, according to one way of identifying the characters, Seiko may consider it an answer to a challenge she proposed a few days back…
She sat in the witness' stand, most definitely against the counsel of her attorney. She wore a cool expression on her face as she looked at the prosecutor's tanned, youthful face. She must state her peace.
"He came to my home," she began, a soft shimmer in her eyes as she recalled that fateful day, "like the angel that I was waiting for." Her lips formed a bittersweet smile. He looked so handsome, his face in a dark scowl, yet so pleasantly simple. He was so desperate and needy when she met him. She felt in her heart that only she could help him find what he needed.
"I took care of him without caring about what people would say. He told me that I was the woman that he searched for." Her hands flew up to her chest, resting quietly on her breast, on her heart. "That at my side, his reason would have a tomorrow."
She lowered her head and allowed her hands to fall onto her lap. The pink satin she wore became unfocused as she thought of the better times, the times that were tainted now. "I gave him myself. My heart… my soul… my hands… and we were united by the most sacred of bonds."
She looked up, her eyes pleading for sympathy from the prosecutor, the jury, knowing full well that she may not get it. "Everything went well. In his manners, nothing was strange. We were happy until the day of his betrayal."
Her eyes grew cold once more as she found her husband in the crowd. He sat in the front row, as handsome as always, listening intently to her public confession. His face was set in stone, but in his enchanting eyes… did she catch a glimmer of guilt?
"I almost killed him, Your Honor," she stated, turning her head to look at the elderly judge as she addressed him momentarily. "I don't deny it, it's the truth. And I know you will understand. On the Bible that I swore on, how can you forgive someone who betrays you so unnaturally?"
She exhaled, trying not to let her emotions overwhelm her as she recalled that heart-wrenching scene. "I found him with another man in his arms."
Yes, she remembered that day very well. They were in the kitchen, caught in such a burning kiss that they never noticed her walking in. She saw with widening eyes her husband's hands rub and stroke the man's back through the black shirt he wore. She saw her husband's body giving into the man's heated touch, allowing himself to be pinned against the wall.
"You couldn't imagine how harsh that drink was. If it was a woman, it wouldn't have mattered." Mentally, she chuckled. "I never understood the irony of life."
Her lips were drawn tight. "I shot him without caring if he died."
Yes, that's right. When they finally noticed her, she had her handgun pointed at that treacherous husband of hers. Before they were able to stop her, she fired, catching her husband in the shoulder and causing him to collapse onto the linoleum floor. Crimson buds bloomed on a field of green as he bled into his top. She would have probably finished the job if his lover didn't try to, and succeed in wrestling the smoking gun out of her hands.
He still looked so handsome, lying there, waiting for Death.
"I almost killed him," she stated, glaring at her husband and the man sitting next to him, "and I'll do it ten thousand more times. He took the most precious thing I had. I felt powerless. I couldn't believe what I saw. If I got off free, I swear I'll do it again."
She turned once more to the judge. "And tell me, Your Honor, what would a woman do it she saw her life shatter this way. Because of this, Your Honor, if I am set free, I swear that next time I will kill him."
She stared at her faithless husband. "I swear that next time, I will kill him."
The courtroom erupted in a flurry of hushed accusations and whispered statements of shock. She admitted it!
The man's hand discreetly tightened its grip on her husband's hand, trying to convey without words his concern and his promise to stay by his side. The husband lowered his gaze away from her and stared at the floor. He felt a reassuring pat on the back from some unknown supporter and heard a soothing phrase from his lover whispered in his ear.
The judge slammed his gavel onto his desk, demanding order in his courtroom. When the courtroom was properly silenced, he instructed her to come down from the stand and gave the official orders to the jury before they exited the room to make their decision.
As they waited, she turned around a bit and looked her husband for perhaps the last time. Although the man beside him glared at her with venomous rage in his blue eyes, her husband looked at her with his stone expression securely in place. She did not care if, even now, he forgave her, but instead mercilessly glared at him.
She will never forgive him for his horrendous betrayal. As she looked at him, she could only whisper one word.
"Traitor."
~~~~~end~~~~~
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Now, it could be any of the girls saying the lines (yeah right!), but you translate them for me, ok?
Trowa *the Spanish speaker… 'snicker'*: Llego a mi casa, como el angel que esperaba. Cuide de el sin importarme lo que hablaran. Me dijo que era la mujer que ambicionaba, que al lado mio su razon tenia un manaña.
Duo: Le di de mi. Mi corazon, mi ser, mis manos y nos unimos por el mas sacrado lazo. Todo iba bien. En su aptitud nada era extraño. Fuimos felices hasta el dia de su engaño.
Relena: Casi lo mato, Señor Juez, no me arrepiento, es la verdad. Yo se que usted va a comprender. Sobre la Biblia he de jurar, como se puede perdonar a quien traiciona de un modo no natural.
Hilde: Yo lo encontre con orto hombre entre sus brazos. No se imagina usted que trago tan amargo. Si hubeira sido una mujer no importaria. No comprendia esa ironia de la vida. Le dispare sin importarme si moria.
Catherine: Casi lo mato y cien mil veces mas lo haria. El me quito lo mas preciado que tenia. Senti impotencia. No crei lo que veia. Si salgo libre juro que lo mataria.
Heero: Y diga, Señor Juez, que haria una mujer al ver su vida asi desfallecer. Ay por eso Señor juez, si salgo libre, juro que esta vez lo matare. Le juro que esta vez lo matare.
Duo: Traicionero!
That's the song, but I did cut out that part where the lady repeats herself, staring from Hilde's lines.