A short life

Chapter 1. Dreams from the past

He was panting. Not as a suit was really warm, battle was so strong. The voice came to his ship P.A.

"Let's see what you can do"

He felt something rising in his heart and screamed.

"No! Stop it!"

Next moment he knew he was awake. Filling his glass with water, Kira thought about the dream he just had. He had such dreams for a long period of time since he came to live in this house. After the war was over…

Someone knocked at the door, but he was too shocked by the dream to say anything. Apparently, person at the door understood it and opened the door. It was Sasha, his friend, who offered him this room for free and was taking care of him. She leaned near his bed and looked straight into his eyes.

"Are you alright, Kira? I heard you screaming", her voice sounded with concern as she asked this question. Her eyes did not look cheerful either.

"I am ok, just another bad dream. Sorry if I woke you up", he said with an apologetic smile.

"That's alright. It's almost six anyways, and I have to be at work at ten. Get some sleep", she said, and he closed his eyes as he lay down on the bed again. She was still there when he drifted off to sleep.

x. X

Kira rubbed his eyes and sat up. Suddenly he felt someone's hand on his hand, and looked down. The smile spread across his face as he realized that Sasha had not left him alone, and was actually with him all this time. Kira glanced at the table clock. It was showing 8:01 a.m. Noticing that Sasha was asleep, he got dressed and, before leaving the room, he put her on his bed, and covered her with a blanket. Closing the door behind him really quietly so he would not wake her up, Kira walked down the stairs to the kitchen. This meant that he had to cook breakfast for her and himself too.
"Oh boy", he whispered, thinking about what to do. Finally he took milk out of the fridge and put it on the oven.

A/N: he did not just pure it on the oven, he used cooking thing, whatever it is name…duh, I have to learn English!

After the milk was ready, he poured some cereal in the bowls, and added it (milk). He heard footsteps approaching, and looked in direction of the stairs. Sasha was coming down in her work uniform. She smirked when she saw plates on the table.

A/N: sometimes I seriously think that I am Inuyasha! I have a reason for it…YUKI KNOWS!

"Nice for you to make breakfast", she said sarcastically and then added." Morning"

Kira nodded, and they ate in silence. A/N: right now I do not call it silence. I am listening to Inuyasha mucis.gotta stop this!. It was 8:30 when they finished. It meant that Sasha had to leave in an hour to work, and he had to spend another Saturday afternoon alone. He got used to it by the time, but sometimes he missed her presence. Although he was almost seventeen, and she was only fifteen, they had a lot in common, and he was thankful to her each day since she found him on the battlefield almost dead…

Flashback.

Everything around him was blurry and sometimes red. He tried to move, but his body answered with pain…

"I won't give up", he whispered to himself, understanding that his chances were really low. Way too low. He tried to move once more, but this time there was more pain. He fell on the sand and let it go. Kira Yamato, finest of the gundam pilots, had given up.

He did not know for how long he was lying there until he felt someone's hands wrap around him, and he screamed in pain when they tried to pull him up. Hands let go.

"This is not going to work, Cagalli," he heard an unfamiliar voice say." You will just make it worse. Let me do it."

Kira felt two gentle hands pulling him out of the sand, and was surprised not to feel any pain at all. The girl placed him on the blanket they had brought with them. He was shaking really badly, and the girl came beside him and carefully hugged him to protect him from the shaking.

"Now we will stay here and wait. I called forces on the radio. They will be here soon. Are you better now, Kira?" Cagalli asked with concern.

Kira nodded and leaned closer to the girl. He felt warmth streaming inside of him, and no matter who the girl was, he was happy she was here…

Flashback Ends.

"Um, Kira? Hello, anybody home?" Sasha asked, waving her hand in front of his face. When he blinked, she signed with a relief. "Thank goodness, you gotta stop doing that. You almost took my life away."

Kira perfectly understood why she said this sentence but he wished she did not. A/N: ok, sorry but have to say something: he wished she did not say that sentence…Phew, guess it is hard to be a writer… He wanted to get rid of all the memories and dreams…which reminded him about himself from the past. He just did not know it would be that hard.