"Come on, Heero, hurry up," yelled Duo to the cobalt eyed boy. They were at a carnival in Rio de Janeiro and Heero wasn't in the mood for games. "Alright, alright. You guys go and I'll be heading to the boulevard," said Heero with a smile.

"Okay. Come on Trowa, let's go to the games," supposed Quatre pulling Trowa behind him.

"I'll be at the rides," said Duo racing away.

Heero sighed and went to the boulevard and sat down. There was music playing and a lot of people dancing. Then he saw her.

The girl was sitting a few tables from him at an empty table. She had black hair just as shiny as a raven's feathers. It was long and was beautifully wavy. She had a thin but strong body tanned body and indigo eyes that sparkled in the multi-colored light made by festive lanterns. She had on an up-to-the-knees dress that was red with a black top.

Heero decided to go to the girl and ask her to dance. "May I have the pleasure of this dance, senorita," asked Heero holding out his hand. Those two eyes sparkled even more as she looked up at him as her ruby red lips curved to make a smile.

Those same lips opened and the girl answered in a soft purr, "Si, senor." And she placed her delicate hand into his.

Heero helped her up and they walked into the crowd. Soon the music swallowed them up and the pair felt that they were the only ones in the whole entire world. They didn't even stop when it started to rain. A photographer took some pictures for them and they both got one.

"May I call you Spanish Eyes," asked Heero.

"You may, but what do I call you senor?"

"Heero Yui," answered Heero.

When the last song finished they kissed. They got separated when the carnival was closing.

"I will find you again and I will spend my whole life with you, my beloved Spanish Eyes," said Heero to himself out side of the carnival, pressing the picture to his heart.

THE END