Between Life and Death

By ledah

Summary:

He was an orphan who continuously gives his best in everything he does. She is a country girl whose sole purpose is to study for college in the Metro. What will she discover when they meet? AsuCaga!

Author's note:

Yeah, I know…have not done my first fic but I was kinda inspired in the book that Nareiya was reading this week. She is kinda nice now and told me her idea can be mine and I do not need to acknowledge her or whatsoever in this fic. So this is kinda a little side story in the book "Mass" by Francisco Sionil Jose, a famous Filipino author.

Before starting, I want to thank her and recommend you readers to read the stories of Nareiya. She is a great gal in person if you will ask me. So much for these stuffs and all, I now open the first story of my brand new fic entitled, Between Life and Death.

Disclaimer: I do not own GS or GSD.
Chapter One

"Get your ass down here you good-for-nothing bitch!" a certain blonde-haired girl heard her aunty call her down to that disgusting and very fetid rice field. For everyone's sake, why does she need to suffer in hearing her annoying and despicable voice every single day?

Great inquiry, sweetie! Her ever intelligent and 'valiant' conscience again had this little conversation with her.

Great! She said mentally in a sarcastic tone, what do you want?

Let us see…us exchanging places so our dad, although he is in heaven with mom, would be at least feel some pride and satisfaction that his good-for-nothing daughter had passing grades at the least. it told her.

Great. Even her conscience does not want to help her ass out!

She typically rolled her eyes, Listen here Beauty, she pronounced the name of her conscience with great hatred and sarcasm at the same time, you know that cannot be and besides…dad might say that I am engulfed by the spirit of that…that revolutionary Ger— Hitler! Her ever intelligent and 'valiant' conscience, Beauty, corrected her.

Yeah, she said plainly, and the world might come to an end! She laughed mentally in order to annoy her conscience.

Ha ha! Her conscience said an annoying tone, Very funny! Who got you pass on that high school entrance exam? She inquired.

"Let's see…" Cagalli tapped her chin and then snapped her fingers in an instance, me! She shouted and then lied on her bed.

The one on the outside gets the credits while the other is forgotten! Her conscience said in a typically, fake, dramatic voice which you may say, a person shedding crocodile's tears, And Cags, I suggest to get your ass moving because the witch is here!

She stood as fast as she can and wore her slippers in hyper speed but it was too late, her aunty, the witch, was already leaning on her door. Oh-oh, someone is in a great predicament…

Her aunty who had great (kinda curly already because she did not used the flat iron today) pink hair that was now tied in a bun, with her arms over her chest, walked towards her and slapped her cheek, "Haven't you heard me calling, bitch?"

She wanted to roll her eyes but she did not for the sake of respecting her elders, oh, a correction, respecting an elder who has the same thinking level as hers.

"Sorry, Tiya Mia," she said in that meek voice with her eyes cast down on the floor, you can also add her fingers trembling a bit.

Her aunty or how she called her, Tiya Mia ain't that bad at all. It's just that she was feeling that she can do things on her own or sometimes, due to Beauty, her ever-great conscience misleads her in other paths that she must not take.

Mia sat on her bed and she gestured for her to do as well. She sighed as she brushed her golden locks, "Cags, you know that your tiya ain't angry at you but just…just quite disappointed that you don't do things that I order you to do. I just hope," she paused a bit, trying to find the words, "that you will not fail your father's dreams. He wanted you to go to college in Manila although we are in Bulacan."

She shifted her legs, "You know that although he ain't with us anymore, I'm saving everything I could so that you can go at least in a great university there."

She nodded. Her Tiya Mia is right although sometimes they shout profanities like she was among her age group. Cagalli held her hand. It was rough due to all of those farming and sewing she'd been doing in the past years, "Don't worry tiya, once I finish college, I will come back and we will live in Manila for sure."

Mia pecked her niece's cheek and her eyes wide, "By the way, the reason I called for you is that Shinn went to Manila already."

"What!" she exclaimed. How can her best friend, who is a guy by the way, leave without saying goodbye?

"Due to your lazy ass," Cagalli remembered her bickering with Beauty, "He asked me to give this to you." She handed a cute box and an envelop. She stood and before closing the door, she sighed, "I hope you'll be fine in your journey this afternoon, Cagalli."

Then the door closed.

"Nice work, pal!" his buddy, Mwu, playfully punched his shoulders and sat on a nearby stool, "How much did you made for the night?"

The boy with midnight blue hair and fantastic emerald eyes counted the bills, "$ 7,500." He replied promptly while smiling at those precious bills.

"Man!" they did a high five and their weird handshake, "Convert that into our currency…you're a rich boy right now!" he exclaimed again for he only made about a quarter of his for the night.

The boy shook his head, "Nonsense, true treasures aren't found in money, my friend. They are found in here." He pointed at his chest.

This made his friend laugh, "Whatever," he then stood from that old stool and shook hand with him.

"But for now," they said at the same time, "MONEY IS THAT ALL I CARE!" they shouted together and laughed as well. Mwu was the first to stop laughing, "Dude," he said, "I'll go now; my girl friend might be looking for me. See ya tomorrow!"

He waved good-bye.

He sighed and decided that it was also time for him to go…home? Did he really have one? All he knew that his true home was in the convent of Father Andres and Sister Marie. That was his only home. Nothing more and nothing less. He also knows that his parents had left him. His true and caring parents are only Father Andres and Sister Marie. Only they understand them.

He is one of them. He is an orphan.

So he got off the bus he rode to Trabaho and then he rode a jeepney going to Balic-Balic. He sighed and watched as the vehicle moved slowly. It was way past bedtime but he was already fifteen, for god's sake. Mind you, he is a scholar in his university.

After a few streets, he got off and walked in a narrow one and went straight in the convent…okay, a chapel in this case. He slowly opened the door and a bright light surprised him.

"Kuya!" one of the youngsters who was still up greeted him and climbed to his shoulders to touch his fine midnight blue hair.

He pecked the kid on the cheek and went to the youngster's bedroom so that Sister Marie won't notice his tardiness. He first read the boy a story and when he fell asleep, he placed his knapsack down and lie beside him.

Tomorrow would be a new day. Something strange, something new.

Before he drifted to sleep, he did the sign of the cross and muttered the phrase, "Thank you God for everything." And he went straight to dreamland.

"Crap Shit!" she muttered as she raced down the hall and quickly searched for her first class. It was the start of the first semester and here she was, starting it in a wrong way but thank her Tiya Mia and Beauty to tell her to make early arrangements during the break and it did pay off. Her only predicament was to find the room.

At the same time, a guy with midnight blue hair was also rushing and they were both running late, "Hey Miss," he called out to Cagalli who faced him as they ran together and turned to the other hall, "Is History your first class?"

She nodded and surprisingly, he took her hand and after a few minutes, they made it…almost! They were one second late. Mwu gestured to his friend to chare in his seat so that he won't be noticed and noted as tardy and Cagalli…she's in great trouble.

"Miss Late," the teacher pointed at her, "Take your seat at the back and Mr. Zala," the teacher looked at him, "Are you homosexual? If not, take your seat beside Ms. Late's seat."

"It's Cagalli Yula Athha, sir!" she called out and the teacher wrote it in his notebook.

The boring lesson ensued.

In between the teacher's cough, Athrun gazed at the sleeping blonde beside him, she's cute, he thought and added, And this would be a heck of a school year!

End of Chapter One

Author's Note:

Thanks for reading people! If you want to know my connection with Nareiya, ask her if I Can tell you. I can ask her because she's kinda busy and to natsume-kun, thanks for the great advice!

Adios for now!

-ledah