Basics:

I do not own Gundam Seed or its sequel, Gundam Seed-Destiny.

Theme: an escape

Title: Fugitive

Summary: An enemy officer escapes.

His uniform was that of a shade of red – bloody red. His sleeves carefully folded thus giving him an aura of refinement and dignity. His hair of midnight blue remained combed pleasantly – gracefully following the traces of the wind.

He had been standing there for quite an hour. His stance was onlooking at the same hued ocean. In a cliff, he let his eyes wander to the wide expanse.

The soil was that of the earth. The territory belonged to Orb.

How unlucky was he to be caught spying. His loyalty remained to that which hovered above the skies where stars lay in glorious shining – where no sun was seen rising or falling.

He would've escaped this pit had he not lost contact with his peers. Those soldiers who either left him for reasons he did not know of or got killed in the encounter they recently had fought.

Darn it, that girl.

"Any last wish?" shouted an authoritative voice.

Behind him he could hear slight sounds of clicking. He knew there were about three soldiers wearing his enemy's seal. All with rifles pointed at him.

Funny, how could a coordinator as skillful as him managed to be killed in such a manner? In the hands of his enemy even…without him in his all-prized mobile suit.

Smiling at that thought of the shiny red machine, he looked up at the horizon, his hands remained tied on his back.

"I do have a request though."

The officer in charge then raised a hand, stopping any soldier from firing yet.

"Tell her I'll be back."

As these words were uttered, gunshots were heard from behind. Smiling at this, he turned and found himself looking at equally suited men.

"What took you so long?" he asked one of them who approached him and took his ties off.

"Sorry, traffic." the other reasoned.

"But hey, we got here in the nick of time." Added another.

"A second more and I could have been just a memory. Quit your bragging."

He then gave him a handgun as they joined the others. They were operating in a group of 5 as they ran towards the woods. Cautious in their steps, they moved about the jungle-like area and stumbled upon a military vehicle…right at the middle of the pines.

"Where did that come from?" the blue-haired asked but was answered with a knowing smile.

And as the five soldiers rode on, they passed by a familiar hectare of land. The sun was setting then, darkness just looms around the corner. By then, military forces of Orb should be on their tracks. To stop an execution like that would promise no sign of pity or mercy especially if the guilty one was in escape.

"Stop right here." ordered the superior officer who recently escaped his death. The other four looked at each other inquisitively and even showed signs of doubt on their expressions.

"I just have an unfinished business." the former then explained as his order was again repeated. Of course, the others complied and stopped the vehicle right below the shade of a tree with widespread leaves.

"Wait here. I'll be back." jumping off, he then walked away towards a known estate carrying a handgun for protection. All these he did amidst the curious stares of his companions who kept close guard on the area.

Soft rustles echoed as he made his way through the grassy territory. The moon above slowly rose through the skies. Soon, what remained of his trace was his shadow – credit much given to the strenuous training he underwent.

And like every mission he had gone through, he soon located a mansion situated in the middle – heavily guarded by security personnel – both from the orb military force and private firms.

He smirked at the sight, obviously seeing it more as a challenge rather than an obstacle. With a smirk, he crawled his way through the back area of the structure and soon, silenced an officer on duty.

Swiftly, he was able to unlock the backdoor with much ease and found himself looking at a transmitter and some electrical wiring to add. With a hand knife, he cut some carefully colored ones which caused the electricity to first fluctuate, then totally went black.

All these caused quite a commotion from all people whether security or ordinary servants alike.

Sensing the little time left, he then made his way towards the inner hall. It seemed he knew the place for he directly went to one particular area – the second floor.

As silently as he could, he moved about the area until his eyes caught sight of what he was looking for. Smiling at his obvious victory, he then walked on – his gaze forward.

Grabbing her by the arm, a short-lived shout echoed as he quickly covered her mouth. But as soon as he managed to stifle her cry, she then did the most likely thing she'd do – bite him.

Releasing her from his hold, he took care of his bleeding palm. His brows creased as he looked on at fiery eyes. Her hair of shoulder-length blonde looked unruly as it already was before.

Obviously in pain, he still managed to straighten his back and hold the urge to shout from the sudden attack on his hand.

He then went forward and cornered her in an edge.

She looked up at him still angered by his sudden appearance. How he loved that expression on her face.

"What are you doing here?" she then said as each word was given emphasis.

"I told you before, I'd come back."

And with his eyes now mild, he held the side of her cheek with such care. Smiling at her, he then let her go and stepped a foot backwards. Both his hands on his side.

"Jerk."

She then leaned towards him and embraced him tightly. Bowing his head low, he looked on at her figure which held him as he returned the same gesture.

"Now, this is a sweet thank you from you Ms. Attha." Caressing her hair, he then whispered obviously intoxicated by her scent filling his senses.

"…after biting my hand and even, having me executed."

He then felt his stomach being hit by a blow – coming from the girl he had in his arms.

"Ow…"

"I didn't know it was you…but still you managed to escape close death. Quite a remarkable feat, soldier."

Holding her in his arms, he couldn't quite explain the fleeting emotion which took over him.

When all seemed still, shouts were heard from a distance as rough footsteps echoed in the corridors not far. Both then let go of the hold each had on one another as their attention fixed on the ongoing commotion right below their feet.

"Athrun…"

He then looked at her worried face and held it delicately by the hand. Looking at her eyes, he then spoke with much care.

"I told you once they won't get me…I'll tell you again, I'll come right back at your side."

As the footsteps grew louder and lights began to reflect in the nearby corner, this then became the most appropriate time to leave. Letting go of his hold on her, he then took out his gun and looked out the window.

He moved near it and opened its closed frames. Stooping his body a little forward, he then held out both his hands and lifted his body through the cemented area.

The girl he was with looked on at his escape route and held his hand tightly.

With the side of his face, he then took one last look on her.

"Cagalli, I'll be back. And when I do, I hope I'll be able to see your smile."

Putting a hand over the one which held his other, he then lifted hers and looked forward while whispering a "goodbye". And in one blink, he jumped from the second floor towards the ground below. He almost lost his footing but then his quick reflexes helped him survive the stunt. He's been in much worse situations before and this was nothing compared to those.

And as his feet landed on the ground, he looked up and stared at the face of the one he loved.

Gunshots were heard from a distance as a vehicle came to his aid. Riding on, he kept his eyes fixed on that window where her figure still remained…gazing at him in his arduous escape.

"I'll be back." he whispered amidst the gun-ridden night.

fin

Possible question: That's all?

Answer: Yep.

Possible question: No sequel or prequel?

Answer: I don't think so.

Possible question: Come on! There must be one! It's so…not finished!

Answer: Hey, don't get mad. I'll be able to write one soon…and when that one-shot comes, I'll make sure I'll make a good and memorable one.

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