Forward: This is a sequel to my story, The Wedding Bells.

Chapter 1: Decisions, Decisions

The Zala household was unusually quiet for the first time in quite a while. All of the wedding commotion had left weeks ago, and Cagalli and Athrun were left by themselves to start their lives together in peace. Today marked a month and a half of married bliss for Cagalli and Athrun, which meant it was time to start planning yet another adventure: the honeymoon.

It was early Tuesday morning, and at the table in the large, fancy kitchen sat a flustered Cagalli. She was wearing gray sweatpants and a green camisole, her shaggy blonde hair knotted in a messy bun on top of her head. In each of her hands, she held two bulky vacation information packets.

"To go to the beach or to go to the mountains..." muttered the Cagalli. She quickly glanced over the material in her left hand, which advertised white, sandy beaches for miles, a beautiful cerulean ocean, and a quaint little beach house located in the tropics. After that, she glanced at the material in her right hand, which offered beautiful terrain, ski slopes, and cute village shopping. She sighed. "I don't really care where we go," she thought to herself. "I don't need to be anywhere expensive or luxorious to know that he loves me." She set the packets down and took a sip of her coffee that was sitting next to her. "This whole thing is stupid." A hand on her shoulder startled her.

"Making any progress, dear?" asked Athrun with a gentle smile. He had been hinting that he wanted her to make a decision on a honeymoon destination for upwards of two weeks, but he would never pressure her purposely.

"Not really," answered Cagalli truthfully. She stacked the two packets she was browsing over on top of each other and crossed her arms smugly over her chest. "I'm terrible at making decisions."

"Oh, really?" Athrun let out a small laugh as he poured himself a cup of coffee. He took a sip and turned to her. "You were never terrible at making decisions before, Mrs. Zala." He leaned in and stole a kiss from her lips. "On the battlefield, or in any situation for that matter."

"That's totally different," snapped Cagall. A light pink blush formed on her cheeks.

"If you say so," he smiled. He loved getting her worked up over nothing. "I would think decisions like those would matter much more than where we're going on our honeymoon." He paused, then continued again. "But really, Cagalli, I don't understand why you're having such a difficult time making a decision. We can go anywhere you want, and cost is not an issue at all, you should know that."

"I know, I know" said Cagalli. She brought her knees to her chest and cradled her coffee mug in her hands. "It's just…" she paused, then continued. "I don't feel like we should have to -" She was cut off by a familiar sing-song voice from the foyer.

"Good morning, you two!" Cagalli shot a questioning glance at Athrun, who shrugged.

Lacus walked into the kitchen. Her long, salmon hair was braided and secured with a red bow. She was sporting a white, nearly-to-the-knee sundress, a red cardigan, and red high heels. Slung over her shoulder was an oversized khaki colored bag. Kira followed her, wearing a gray flannel, dark wash jeans, and black sneakers.

"Who let her in?" asked Cagalli, somewhat annoyed.

"I have my own key to this house, remember?" answered Lacus with a grin. She flashed her customized key in Cagalli's direction. "I let myself in."

Cagalli folded her arms, then looked to Athrun. "We should really see about changing the locks sometime soon..."

"Oh, nonsense!" Lacus wrapped her arms around Cagalli, hugging her. "I was your Maid of Honor in your wedding, and you're going to be my Maid of Honor in my wedding. That means we're best friends forever." She winked. "You can't get rid of me that easily."

"Sure, sure," said Cagalli. "So what brings you two here this early on a Tuesday morning? Don't you have things to do?"

"My honeymoon planning senses were tingling and I just had to come over to help!" exclaimed Lacus. She was nearly bursting with excitement. She sat herself down in the chair beside Cagalli.

Cagalli turned to Kira. "Is she serious?" she asked her twin brother. Kira let out a chuckle.

"You know how Lacus is," he answered. "She loves to help everyone out, even when she's not asked."

"You know it," smiled Lacus. She set her giant khaki bag on the table. "I picked up a few things to help us decide where you and Athrun should go on your honeymoon."l

"Us? A few things?" repeated Cagalli. "One, it's my honeymoon, therefore, there should be no 'us', and oh no, I remember what a 'few things' meant to you during my wedding planning. Our definitions were quite opposite. Please don't tell me that situation is happening all over again…"

"Give her a chance, Cagalli," suggested Athrun. "This help from Lacus could be exactly what you need to get the ball rolling on our honeymoon plans. She did help immensely with our wedding plans, remember?" Cagalli sighed, admitting defeat.

Lacus offered a large grin, unzipped the bag, and emptied its contents onto the table. Cagalli's amber eyes widened in disbelief. Out fell upwards of a few hundred travel brochures.

"Dear god…" muttered Cagalli, taken aback. "I should have known." Athrun and Kira both laughed.

"We should start looking through them now!" said Lacus enthusiastically. "We can make a decision by the end of the day!"

"This is absolutely hopeless!" said Cagalli as she attempted to shuffle through the scattered travel brochures on the table, some of which ended up on the floor. "I couldn't decide when I was only looking at two options!" she thought. "This is going to be one hell of a long day…"

Author's Note: Nearly 5 years and a 27 chapter story later, here's the sequel to The Wedding Bells that I promised to my lovely readers. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of it! Feel free to tell me what you think in a review! Thanks for reading!