Summary: Athrun Zala, ladies-man, has broken one heart too many when he breaks up with Stellar Hibiki. Now, Stellar's loyal cousin, Cagalli Yamato, is out for revenge. Will Athrun finally meet his match?
Notes:
Other then this, and crucially important A/Ns there will be no Author Notes in this story.
Like all my other fanfics- I will update it in my free time.
Via Hibiki is Stellar's Mom and Stellar is cousins with Cagalli.
Ages:
Cagalli and Athrun are both eighteen (seniors in highshool)
Stellar is fifteen.
Each chapter will be short and sweet.
Characters will probably be OOC for the story's sake
Disclaimer: If I owned it, Gundam Seed Destiny would have gone a LOT different. Therefore, I do not own Gundam Seed. Which kinda stinks. -.-
Enjoy! :)
Vengeance Be Mine.
Chapter 1: A Crying Heart.
~One little heart,, crying aloud
One little heart, vain and proud~
February 14th Friday.
It is in an ending that this story begins. In a kitchen with black marble counters that gleam, reflecting the little lights above; wooden floors that bear the memories of the many pairs of feet that have trodden across their slightly-nicked boards; and large windows that emit sunlight, though the day this story begins on is far from sunny and light. Rain pours down, and the drops dart about as they slide down the smooth glass. The sound was a steady hum in the back ground though, as a little blonde girl slowly crouches to the floor, bringing her knees to her chest as she tries to blink back the tears that cling to her lashes. In front of her stands a tall, lean bluenette, with glinting green eyes, his arms crossed over his chest as he shifts his weight away from the girl. He makes no move to join her near to the floor, no gesture to comfort her obviously pained heart. Simply he watches, absorbing what he sees.
"I'm sorry, but we're just not meant to be."
Had she dared looked up to boy she would've noticed the smirk that played across his finely sculpted lips. She would've recognized the cocky expression that had won her heart as a look of triumph. The satisfaction that shined in his eyes even as she wished he would take back all the he had said. Her bony arms clutched her knees to her as if to hold herself together and for sure she did look like a jigsaw puzzle that was threatening to fall to pieces. The innocence she had worn like a glove had been shredded in this boy's betrayal.
Even now though, her frozen mind watched her finger trail the world 'forever' into her chestnut floor. As if somehow that word, like a spell, would rewind time and she could change. Change anything and everything if only to prevent this moment from happening.
"I'm sure you feel the same of course." The boy added, running a hand through his hair.
The blonde wanted to cry "No! No I don't!" but all she could do was nod her head numbly and wonder if she had seen this coming all along.
The boy found her reaction interesting, but the more he watched her shiver on the floor in her thin pink camisole the more irritated he became. He had seen more interesting displays of hurt and betrayal and her teary act was quickly boring him. Some girls had gotten angry and thrown themselves at him- others had begged him to change his mind- some had even tried to seduce him, which he had always found the most amusing. The boy considered himself the seducer, the snakecharmer- and they, his willing prey.
It would be too simple to call them conquests, but hardly were they challenges. They knew the rules to his game, but in the end they always lost. Always.
"I need to go." The boy added slowly, backing out of the kitchen towards the front door. He zipped up his leather coat partially before stepping partially out the front door. One last glance did he send to the strange blonde who stared blankly at the ground. The lips that had once whispered "I love you" so tenderly into her ears now smiled coldly and said. "Happy Valentines." The door swung shut behind him with a hollow thud, leaving the girl more lonely then she had ever thought possible.
What tears hadn't already escape her restraint, now fell freely, plinking on the wooden floor and staining it with even more memories.
"It hurts." The girl whispered, staring through her blurred vision at the tiny salt pool in front of her toes. "It hurts so much." She lowered her face into her jean-clothed knees, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed, her heart crying earnestly within.
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Despite the contrary, gloomy weather settings, the boy whistled cheerfully as he set off down the thin brick path to the sidewalk where his black sports car was parked. Rain flecked his face and dampened his thick blue hair but he was too cheerful to notice. Today was a wonderful day and it felt like the beginning of something new.
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Azetta