Disclaimer: Gundam Seed/ Destiny and the story (by C.M) don't belong to me. They all belonged to someone else. This is just an abridged story. These are excerpts from G.B.B.

Summary: Shinn decided to break things off with Lunamaria after they arrived in Plant from their vacation at Orb. Now with all means, Lunamaria wants Shinn to take her back.

Take Me

Chapter 1: Wardrobe Change

Luna turned into the parking lot for the Lounge, looking for Shinn's bike. Vino and Yolant told her he would be here this evening, playing pool. She scanned the group of motorcycle near the front door. She didn't think Shinn's was there, but could she be sure? It wasn't as if she was an expert on Harleys. She coasted past the bikes, and then spotted a lone motorcycle at the back of the lot. Her heart pounded as she recognized Shinn's ride.

She eased the car into an empty space and switched off the engine. Her hands were sweating and she felt light-headed. She flipped down the visor and checked her makeup in the mirror. She'd tried for a dramatic, sexy look – lots of eyeliner and mascara, sultry shadow and glossy, red lips. That, coupled with a blue satin top, a black denim skirt and do-me black spike heels, added up to an outfit that was guaranteed to stop almost any man in his tracks.

Of course, she wasn't gunning for just any man. She wanted to slay Shinn with her devastating sex appeal and dangerous aura. She frowned at her image in the mirror. Who was she kidding? Even dressed to thrill, she still looked about as dangerous as a kitten.

She opened the car door and stepped out onto the gravel parking lot. A kitten with claws, she hoped. If she couldn't scare Shinn, she'd at least make him sit up and take notice.

Spike heels and gravel didn't mix well, forcing her to mince across the lot like a doll-footed geisha. When she reached the door, she took a deep breath, smoothed her hair and pushed it open.

The interior of the Lounge smelled like cigarette smoke and leather. The clatter pool balls from the line tables at the back of the room competed with hard rock on the jukebox and the low rumble of mostly male voices. She stood in the entrance, trying to pick out Shinn among at least three dozen other men.

"Hello, pretty. Can I help you with something?"

A burly brunette rose from a nearby table and grinned at her.

"No, thanks." She flashed a smile and headed to the bar on her left.

She slipped onto an empty stool. An older woman with blonde hair, moved from the beer taps. "What'll it be?"

She opened her mouth to order her usual Diet Coke, then shut it again. A bad girl would drink something stronger than a Diet Coke. But what? The only alcoholic drink she'd ever liked much was a pina colada. She glanced around the pool players and drinkers. Even the women here looked tough. Not the kind to drink pina colada.

"Come on, I ain't got all night."

"I'll have a rum and a coke," Luna blurted.

A few minutes later, the bartender set the drink in front of her. She was digging in her purse to pay when a hand on her arm stopped her. "Let me get that for you."

The man who'd greeted her at the door slid onto the stool next to her and handed the bartended a bill. "I'm Lake," he said, flashing a brilliant smile.

"Uh, hi. Um, thanks for the drink." She sipped it cautiously.

But not cautiously enough. More rum than Coke, the concoction burned her throat. She shoved the drink aside, coughing.

"Whoa, there. Too strong for you?" Lake patted her back helpfully.

"No," she gasped. "Just… went down the wrong way." She grabbed up the drink and took another very tiny sip. This one wasn't so bad. Maybe it just hadn't been mixed very well the first time.

"So are you gonna tell me your name of do I have to guess?" her companion asked.

She glanced at him. "Oh. It's Luna."

She swiveled around to face the pool tables across the way. Almost immediately, she saw Shinn. He was bending over the middle table, lining up a shot. Intent on the game, he hadn't noticed her. Which meant she'd have to find a way to get closer and attract his attention.

"Why are you staring at him when you've got me right here beside you?" Lake leaned closer.

"I just thought he looked familiar." She made an effort to focus on her companion once more. He seemed nice enough guy, and it might not hurt to practice her flirting skills a little. She took another drink. It tasted better this time.

"That's Shinne," Lake sipped his beer. "Dude's a Zaft member and quite regular here back then before the war. He's a pretty good player, but you don't want to get too near him tonight. He's in a bad mood."

"Oh?" she glanced at Shinn again. As far as she could tell, he look as he always did – pretty unemotional.

Lake nodded. "Yeah. If you we're to ask my opinion, I'd say it was something to do with a woman." He grinned. "You know, you females are the cause of all our troubles. One good example is the Attha princess giving too much trouble to Athrun Zala."

She summoned up her sultriest smile and shook her finger at him. "Oh, but like the Princess, we're responsible for a lot of very good times, too, aren't we? I'm sure Admiral Zala gets it too."

He leaned closer. "I'll bet you and I could have some very good time, darling."

She kept smiling, and finished off her drink. The sooner she caught Shinn's eyes and they get out of here, the better.