A Never Ending Slumber
Kurumi-chan
"Kira... Kira, please get up," whispered Lacus Clyne, her heart pounding, worrying. Her long wavy hair, the color of cherry blossoms, ran down her back and unto the ground as she knelt by the bed of one of her dearest friends. "Kira!"
"I don't know, Lacus… He might not get up," said Cagalli gravely. Her eyes were red from crying-- in happiness, in sadness; either of those emotions, neither of them, or both. A tear rolled down her cheek, and was wiped away by Athrun's shaking hand.
"He won't give up on us," Athrun said, his voice quivering. "He promised to come back." Tears had come from his emerald green eyes when he had seen Kira after the explosion.
The whole crew of the Archangel was in mourning, or depression. Kira Yamato, one of the youngest and most dedicated Coordinators, was found half-conscious in space, as the Earth Alliance's capital, Washington, was blown up by Zaft. Athrun Zala, Kira's childhood friend, and Cagalli Yula Athha, Kira's long-lost sister, were able to escape Zaft's ship before it blew up. However, many others, among them Fllay Allster, had died.
"He WILL wake up," Lacus whispered, shaking Kira gently by the shoulders. "Won't you, Kira? Kira, PLEASE..." After touching his face tenderly, she began to cry on the side of his bed, her tears wetting the bed sheets.
"Lacus," Athrun said gently, patting her head a bit hesitantly, as if he wanted to be kind, but forgot how to. " I understand..."
The princess of Orb watched the girl who loved Kira cry by his side. Her innocent tears, sincere, made her want to reach out to Lacus. "Please don't think you're the only one feeling bad about this," Cagalli said in a soft voice. "I love Kira, too, I'm sure--"
"You'll never know how I feel!" Lacus cried, slapping Athrun's hand away from her. "Please..." she said, regaining her composure, "leave me alone, both of you..."
Cagalli stood up, reluctant to leave her brother's side, but after seeing the look of pain upon her friend's face, she turned to leave. "Well, if you do see him, Lacus," the blonde said quietly, as composed as she could, "please tell him that we all want him back, all right?"
After saying those words, she left the room, slowly followed by Athrun. But as she stood in the hallway, tears filled her eyes again, and she held him, sobbing, never wanting to let him go.
"I can't believe it," Cagalli had said, below a whisper, as some of the people aboard the Archangel carried his body into the clinic, if that was the word for it. "Is he dead? Kira's not dead, is he? He was just talking to us…"
Athrun's helmet was off his head by then, revealing his shoulder length blue hair. "We don't know yet, Cagalli," he had told the girl. "I'm not sure, either. No one's sure about these things," the green-eyed Coordinator had said. "As of now, everyone's unsure. They don't know what to believe, whom to believe. It's just a cycle of believing and then disbelieving…"
The brown-eyed girl had clasped Athrun's arm nervously. "Does Lacus know?" she had asked, uncertainly. "I don't want to be the one to break it to her. If it were good news, maybe, but now…"
"She'll find out sooner or later," Athrun had said under his breath. "Sooner or later…"
This is supposed to be a one-shot, you know, meaning only one chapter. ; But of course, if reviewers persuade me to continue, I will. In other words, review! Please?
Kurumi-chan