Edited version
Disclaimer: We don't own GSD or any of the characters. Although both of us wish it is so.
My writing isn't that good and I'm sorry if it's really daymn long for the first chapter. It's pretty boring at first I have to admit. :p...and please...READ & REVIEW! Hehehehe...
CHAPTER 1
Athrun glanced over the clock on the whitewashed wall. It was 6pm sharp. He looked up and looked around the room. It was a fully furnished office; simple yet very stylish and elegant. Black and white was its' theme color with a touch of red. He remembered just last week a famous interior designer was especially flew in from Paris to do his office room.
He deeply sighed. He then got up and walked towards the window. Street lights were turning on. He could see people walking like ants from afar. He then walked towards a large mirror. The mirror was actually something to make the already large room humongous.
Athrun looked at his reflection. He looked weary. Life working and living in the Hotel was really tiresome. He took over the Hotel from his father Patrick Zala two years ago. The topmost floor of the Hotel was what he called his home. So, the Hotel is pretty much his life.
He concentrated on his looks again. He really looked like his mother and nearly nothing from his father. He truly loves his emerald eyes which many people said is exactly like his mother's. The Hotel; The Emerald Empire Hotel was given the name because of Lenore his mother's emerald eyes. It is as a devotion of love from his father to her.
But sadly his mother died in a terrorist attack when he was just ten. She was in the building and it went down with her. Her lost are still deeply grieved by the Zala family until now.
His father became workaholic and as a little boy Athrun was really hungry for affection. Fortunately, there was a friend in elementary school who is Kira Yamato who had supported him along the way. Kira was soon followed by Nicol, Dearka and Yzak. They showed him true friendship and were more of a family to him than his real ones. They became inseparable.
He stopped his flashback and blinked. He returned to his working desk and looking at the pile of files he sighed again. He sat down to continue his work.
Suddenly there was a small knock on the door.
'Enter!' Athrun said without looking up from his work.
A red-haired lady came in. She was very voluptuous. Her breasts were big and full. She wore a simple hot-pink coat which was altogether tight and showed a lot of cleavage. Her matching skirt was very I mean very short. If she would bend a little it was enough to show her underwear. She obviously believed in the phrase 'less is more'.
She walked in a few steps. A button was unbuttoned that made her cleavage more obvious. She looked at Athrun that is absorbed by his work.
She had always been aroused by Athrun. Behind everything he was wearing, she knew it was something she fantasizes every night. Right now she was lustful towards him. She had kept it in for so long and now with no one around she was losing her control.
'Sir...I've been wondering if you could send me home tonight. I wouldn't mind you spending the night in my place,' she smiled sultrily and continued, 'and we could have a little fu...'
'No', Athrun answered.
'B-but...'
'That's my final answer Regina. I've got heaps of work to do and I would really appreciate it if you leave now.'
Regina stared at him in disbelief. Never in her life was she ever turned down by a man before!! She stared a little longer and then turned to leave the room.
'And Regina,' Athrun called out. Regina quickly looked at him full with hope. 'Please find a more decent outfit for the office,' Athrun continued finally looking up from his work.
Regina nodded, speechless. She left still shocked walking out with the memory of her being turned down by a guy for the first time in her life!
'I'll have you someday...' she hissed to herself.
Athrun looked at the clock again. 7.30pm. It was sure quiet. The only sound he could make out was the sound of the air-conditioner. But, yeah he's used to it. He was always lonely. He only times when he is not is when he is spending time with his friends. At last, he finished his work for the day. He stretched his body. It was already dark and he was sure everyone had gone home.
He looked around and his eyes got focused by beaded midnight blue embroidery. The embroidery is called Lenore. It is very peculiar work of art. Every time your eyes are set on it, it will always be different. The shapes tend to change. But it was fascinating and beautiful at the same time. Just like mother, he thought. Exotic yet beautiful at the same time. That was why it was name after her.
One thing about when looking at the embroidery is that it will make you drowsy when you look at it too long. He never did know why. It is maybe because the changing shapes that strained his eyes. Athrun's eyes were getting heavier by the second. It was partly because of the embroidery and partly because he was really exhausted. This was the time when he really needs a boost or two of coffee. But with no secretary at this time of the day his feet would not even let him stand. He tried his best to stay awake. Soon he gave up trying. Just for a while. Then he drifted to sleep.
KRINGGG!! The phone rang at its' loudest.
Athrun woke up startled. He quickly stumbled to get the phone. The phone dropped to the hard floor. So he had to crouch and look for it. He found his hardest time looking for the receiver. After a minute he found it and held it to his right ear.
'Haiya Zala! What the HECK took you so long?!' a familiar voice shouted.
Athrun definitely knew that voice. Dearka. Athrun groaned with recognition.
'WORLD ATHRUN! OR IS MY VOICE NOT LOUD ENOUGH?!' Dearka practically yelled. Athrun jerked the receiver from his ear.
The thing about Athrun is that if he does not get enough sleep he will be a living ZOMBIE! He could not respond like a normal person does when talking with people. To make matters worse he could not see clearly nor do anything without help!
When Dearka shouted at him to answer, Athrun meant to 'SHUT UP!' but it all came out like 'SHWP!'
Five years in boarding school together made Dearka realized that Athrun had just waked up.
'Athrun were you asleep in your office? I can't understand a word you're saying so snap out of it!' Dearka shouted getting impatient. Athrun answered what sounded like all gibberish to Dearka.
'Kira, you take care of this FREAK!' Dearka totally gave up on Athrun and pushed the receiver to Kira's ear.
Unfortunately, Athrun heard what Dearka had said. 'Neh fyee ya fwu!' another line of what sounded like gibberish came from Athrun.
Kira heard it. In that state the only person they ever knew who could understand Athrun was Kira. 'Dearka, Athrun said he is not a freak and he called you a fool,' Kira said as if there was nothing wrong in saying it.
Dearka burst with rage. Yzak just managed to hold him from grabbing the hand phone Kira was holding intending to smash it to pieces.
Yzak too was getting really impatient. He held out his hands and Kira gave him the hand phone. 'Athrun are going to get your ass down here or do you want me to drag you down using the stairs personally?' Yzak threatened then ending the call.
Meanwhile in the office Athrun grunted. It will take a huge effort to go down in his state. With what seemed like ages he dragged himself to the floor, opened the door and walked himself to the lift. It took a long time to press the correct button to the ground floor. He found himself rather annoyingly always pressing the basement or the first floor. It took him a whole twenty minutes just to reach it.
All of Athrun's companions were already sitting on a couch near the information counter. He found a green thing walking straight towards him. The thing said something about coffee. Athrun then realized that suddenly he was holding a cup in his hands. After drinking, he finally knew the green thing was actually Nicol with his usual green hair.
'At last you got your ASS down Athrun!' Dearka said with an irritated voice.
By then, after drinking another cup of coffee Athrun was perfectly human again. He answered Dearka with a brow shot up and did not say a word.
'And don't give me that look Zala!' Dearka became more irritated and glared at Athrun. As far as Athrun is concern Dearka was the only one of is friends who always calls him by his surname. Of course only when Dearka is annoyed, angry and so on.
Yzak rolled his eyes. Here we go again, Yzak thought. He walked to the entrance first and out of the building. Realizing it Nicol hurried them to get moving as planned with Kira agreeing.
All of them really stood out from the crowd. Their designer suits yell power and wealth. They look exactly like Giorgio Armani models that had just finished a photo taking session. Practically everyone (especially women...like DUH) were staring if not ogling. But the group did not seem to care that much. They were used to it (although how they could be used to it I don't know) considering all of them are the wealthiest if not most powerful eligible bachelors in town. This is an exception to Kira . He was not really what you call eligible anymore because he had a girlfriend and plans to marry her. And he was certainly not wealthy. He came from a middle class family but then the father of his girlfriend decided that he will be his successor alongside with his daughter to his wealth. That was the prime factor why he was classified 'The Same Ones' like the others.
Back to the main story, the limelight was all over them. It should not be a wonder because the all the five of them were rarely seen together on the streets walking. They usually had their cars with them.
'Just where are we going?' Athrun asked bluntly.
'Star Lounge of course,' Dearka smiled impishly.
'B...but..I thought it was going to be a restaurant,' Nicol stammered. Nicol was always uncomfortable in places like that especially Star Lounge.
'Nicol,' Dearka put an arm around the greed-haired, 'Restaurant plus fun and don't forget the HOT chicks equals to Star Lounge!'
Yzak smirked. Athrun does not seem to mind. Kira smiled trotting along with them.
Soon they reached The Star Lounge. There were lots of people and it was sure crowded. Smoke filled the air. The noise from loud music could really burst their eardrums. The place was flooded with people who either want some entertainment or to just release their stress from their everyday lives.
It did not surprise any of them but Nicol still gave a remark on how crowded and loud the place was. Yzak gladly answered that it was indeed a five star lounge and that means they provide a separate space for VIPs like them. He asked Nicol not to over worry.
'Regular customer?' Kira asked Dearka and Yzak
'Guilty charged', Dearka answered with his usual smirk.
Yzak then suddenly took ten strides faster than any of them. He led their way to the VIPs section. Two big burly men stood there in front of the entrance. They suspiciously eyed all of them.
Yzak crossed his arms and put his head high up. 'Don't give me that look', Yzak looked at them superiorly speaking in a very self important manner.
Both of the guards looked at each other with disbelief in their faces. They looked at the silver-haired again. Kira smiled amusingly by himself. Dearka and Nicol were also smiling. Yzak is someone you will never mess around with. Even if you thought you have got the better of him it always actually is the other way round. Never in their lives did they meet anyone who could ridicule him and get away with it. It is not unlike Athrun. Athrun is like that but in a different way.
Soon Yzak got the effect that he wanted from the guards. It works every time. The guards wanting to look undaunted said, 'Special I.D cards', one of them asked. Yzak took out his wallet and gave hi the card without looking at either of them. The others did the same.
The IDs are meant for people to gain special access to all five stars or more and A-listed lounge, pubs, restaurants et cetera in the city. With the monthly payment for the card only the wealthiest people could actually afford it.
On seeing their surnames they turned pale. They quickly gave their cards back and opened the glass door for them. Dearka smiled a small smile as they enter. There is always a privilege in having a well-known family he thought.
They walked in. the hallway to the VIPs section was all in red. It seems to make the hallway smaller than what it is suppose to be. From a distance they could hear the loud music. Kira stepped in first. The first thing he noticed was although it was still noisy, but it was a lot less crowded than the public section. The people around there were more familiar to them than the other section. Not personally, but it is more like the people they have seen in TV and mostly in magazines.
They sat at the first unseated five seats they encounter near the bar. They ordered their drinks while they chatted with a frequent teasing of Nicol from Dearka for ordering a punch instead of the 'the actual' stuff which only means a strong alcoholic drink.
Nicol soon excused himself to the restroom. When they asked why he muttered something about diarrhea. Dearka laughed it off and returned to his drinking.
They soon came to their favorite topic-well more like Yzak's and particularly Dearka's that is women. Dearka started the topic about the girls they slept with. They soon came to the conclusion that Dearka has slept with more girls then any of them and in the close second was Yzak. Dearka asked Kira about his ex-girlfriend; Fllay the hot red-headed chic. Kira does not like the topic at all. He dismissed it without any further explanation. They soon fell into silence.
'Athrun when was the last time you had it?' Yzak so suddenly broke the silence.
'Had what?' Athrun asked while taking a sip of his drink.
Yzak rolled his eyes and answered sex as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
'Err...I forgot,' Athrun replied nonchalantly. Yzak looked at him and shook his head while of course rolling his eyes. He took another gulp of what had seemed to be left of his drink.
Dearka continued the conversation on asking Athrun, 'Hey, do you remember when we pulled a prank on you?'
'What do you mean us? Does that include Nicol and me too? It was only you and Yzak who did that stuff!' Kira said.
'Yes. But aah you did not tell Athrun about it! So both of you are still in it!' Dearka smiled a mischievous grin which made Kira laugh.
'I don't think I remember or even know which one you're talking about. There were too many of them.' Athrun said.
'The one when I stuck a poster on the student board that read 'ONE LUCKY GIRL WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO HAVE SEX WITH ATHRUN ZALA! DIAL THE NUMBER BELOW TO ENTER THE COMPETITION AND SEE IF YOU ARE THE QUALIFIED LUCKY GIRL!' I remember every word as if it was just yesterday,' Dearka laughed drunkenly. But the time he finished talking it was his 6th drink.
Athrun remembered alright. He was so furious with all four of them. But he had to give in because Dearka will be in trouble for creating a competition without naming who is the winner. Fortunately the girl who won was fit for his taste.
'Yeah, I remembered you got that juicy Meyrin Hawke. She was totally smitten by you. What does it feel like?' Dearka asked.
'You expect me to remember after all this years?' Athrun said while trying to remember Meyrin's face. He could not seem to remember anything from her except for her burgundy hair.
Before Dearka could answer, Yzak shot a question. And that question was if Athrun ever slept with Regina. Dearka nodded agreeing with Yzak when he said in a slur that Regina's tits were ready to pop out for Athrun in her extra, extra small outfit of hers.
'Both of you I don't have time for things like that anymore and by the way Yzak...are you drunk?' Athrun looked at Yzak.
Public section of The Star Lounge
'ARGH! I hate this job!' a blonde girl uttered in frustration.
Cagalli Yula Attha; a girl with golden hair and eyes. She just returned from abroad after ten years. She has a degree but needed working experience for a good job. And she rejected a job from her twin Kira's clothing line boutique which he shares with his long term girlfriend Lacus Clyne. Do not get her wrong. She loves Kira and absolutely loves Lacus, but she just hates the idea of DRESSES, MAKE-UPS and others of the same sort. So she is stuck with a job as a waitress in the Star Lounge.
'Table 23,' a bartender said while looking at Cagalli.
Cagalli took the tray filled with glasses of drinks and headed for the table 23. She looked at the three customers on that table. Two of them were really really drunk, but one was still in his normal state.
One of them stopped abruptly from chatting with the other two. He looked at Cagalli from head to toe. They lingered for a moment on her breasts. 'Look what we've got here! What a pretty little thing!' The other two laughed drunkenly. She colored a little and her chin went up.
She placed the drinks on the table and intended to go away as soon as possible. But it was not meant to be when a meaty hand snaked out and grabbed her wrists. She tried to pull away, but before she did, he dragged her down and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Before he knew it, Cagalli elbowed him hard. She was bubbling with anger. Then with equal ferocity she punches him straight on the face. His nose was bleeding. Soon a lot of people were gathered around them.
'Like it?' Cagalli hissed.
His fingers rubbed on his bleeding nose. 'Why you little BITCH! How DARE you hit me!' he reached for her but a couple of on-watching man stopped him from harming her.
An hour later.
'Cagalli, this can't go on like this,' the manager frowned at her. 'You've just worked here for less than two weeks and you had already cause more trouble every second! You do realize that this is the fourth time you hit customer do you?'
'Yes. But it was not my fault that they harass me! Please...give me another chance,' Cagalli pleaded.
'I know it is not your fault Cagalli. But next time keep well out of trouble alright? If you mess this up again then I have no choice but to fire you. You had a lot of chances and it's not fair for the others. Now do you get that clear?' the manager sighed while saying it.
Cagalli nodded weakly. The word 'fire' rung to her ears.
Back to the VIPs section
'Guess what? My twin sister came back from abroad after ten years. I really missed her you know,' Kira just remembered what he wanted to tell his friends about.
'That's odd. After all this years we've been friends I've never actually met her,' Athrun tried to recall it if he actually did.
'Actually you did meet her before. She was with me the first time we met. But it was too brief I guess,' Kira clarified. Athrun only remembered that she has golden hair. Either than that he could not remember. Kira smiled and said jokingly that at least he remembered that his twin has hair.
'Is she HOT?' Dearka blurted it out. It was not a good question.
Kira glared at him. If looks can really kill Dearka would be dead on that same spot.
'If you even lay on of your fingers on her I will KILL YOU!' Kira hissed which was not exactly an answer.
'Dearka backed-off a little in case Kira had made an early decision in killing him. 'Nothing wrong in asking man!'
Kira still did not take death-glare off. Luckily his mobile phone rang. Every one of them knew that with that ring tone it was Lacus. 'Hey I think I need to go. Lacus needs help with the orphans. Bye guys!' Kira hurried off to the exit quite forgetting about what Dearka had said.
'Kira could be so scary sometimes,' Dearka looked at Kira go. Athrun would like to reply it was his fault for asking stupid questions but skipped it thinking it was a waste of breathes in telling someone like Dearka. Soon Nicol too needed to go. Dearka did not really accept his excuse of Nicol having a concert tomorrow.
'Do you think he had done it yet with Lacus? I mean there in the same house, room and bed. Some things bound to happen right?' Yzak said obviously not slowing down his drinking.
Here is another idiot who asks stupid questions Athrun thought. 'Don't compare yourself with Kira,' Athrun glared at Yzak.
Soon their conversation came to a halt when they got drunker by the minutes. Two ladies walked to their table. They were so scantily clad that they were the center of attention when they walked.
'Tia! Mauve!' Yzak said.
The two ladies smiled sultry. They each took Dearka and Yzak and began to caress their chests. Then they spotted Athrun.
'Dearka won't you introduce me to this friend of yours?' Mauve said while touching from Dearka to Athrun.
'Athrun. The stupid Athrun,' Dearka said. He was really drunk.
Before Mauve could point out that his name sounds familiar, Dearka pulled her back to his lap. He began kissing her everywhere. Mauve threw her head back really enjoying it. By that time Yzak was already walking with Tia to the Rooms. Dearka already on Mauve breasts pulled Mauve up and also went.
'Prostitutes...' Athrun mumbled and passed out. He was left alone.
The lounge was closing. The clock pointed at three. Athrun was still asleep and drunk. With him there were a couple of people also drunk. So, the waitresses are ordered to bring them to the Rooms. Of course this is only for the drunken customers in the VIP section.
When the manager thought the customers were all taken care off he wanted to clean up the lounge. But then he spotted a blue-haired customer. He took a good look at him and was quite surprised that it was none other than Athrun Zala. He decided to ask his workers to carry him to the Rooms because he was expecting a call. But on second thought he changed his mind. He knew most of his workers have two jobs. That is as a waitress and also as a prostitute. So, he would not want just anyone random to do the job. He knew they will and up having sex or even raping Athrun.
Cagalli walked pass them with a tray full of empty glasses. Just the person he thought. He called her name. She was definitely someone he could trust. Cagalli looked at him wondering what her fault was this time.
'Cagalli take this man to the Rooms and wash him up. Let me do that,' he took the tray Cagalli was holding and as he did it his mobile rang. He answered it and left Cagalli to deal with the customer.
Cagalli watched her boss with the tray went away. She looked at the customer and sighed. She put his arm around her shoulders and brought to the Rooms. He was pretty heavy for Cagalli but she assured herself he was not. Luckily she saw a customer leaving Room 5 and she took the room which was one of the nearest. She opened the door. The room was a well-furnished room. There was a television with a DVD-player. No one in the Common Room will have this kind of treatment.
She opened the bathroom door. She never did go to the Rooms before and was quite surprised that the bathroom was better than hers at home. She wanted to see the man's face. But when they were inside the man puked on her. They were puke on him and all over the floor. But the thing that made her mad was there was the most puke on her.
She harshly took of his clothes while muttering some profanities under her breathe. She looked around the room and she could not believe there was not even a robe in the room. So she left him with the only thing that was not puked on him his boxers.
She removed the things in the suit and washed the suit just to remove the puke. She soon gave up in trying washing it thoroughly. She found herself a towel and stripped herself. She wanted to use it on man but she needed it too. She stripped herself and took a cold shower. When she finished she just wore her panties beneath the towel because she had nothing else to wear.
Cagalli looked at him. He looks really familiar. But she does no remember where she saw his face before. Never mind that. She thought at first that he was a man on his forties or something. But he is actually really young. He is around her age which is in the early twenties. And what really intrigued her the most is how he was unexpectedly really good-looking. He looked at least like a supermodel out from a magazine.
She stared at him again. What a weird hair color...blue. She snapped out of it and took a blanket and covered him with it. She felt really exhausted. She decided to stay in that same room for the night. Kira will be totally mad at me if he finds out, she thought. But she promised herself that she will be out of the room before the man wakes up the next day. She then turned to head straight for the nearby couch which would be her bed that night.
Suddenly he grabbed her wrist. He pulled her to bed with him. She was terribly shocked. He hugged her tightly. For a brief second she thought she could not breathe.
He is trying to rape me, she thought. NO!!
His hug loosened. She blinked. A curve soon formed on her lips. She realized he meant no harm. He just thought that she was a bolster.
After pausing a few minutes, Cagalli tried her hardest to break free from his arms. But now she knew that his well-built body seems not only for the eyes to see. Months working out prove that even when he is sleeping he was still just too strong for Cagalli. Cagalli sighed and after a very tiresome struggle she gave in and fell asleep in his arms.
It was a cold morning. Cagalli could feel the cool air on her cheek. But her whole body was somehow warm. The warmness hugged around her and she felt really comfortable. Her eyes refused to open and she continued with her sleep.
But wait she felt something was wrong. Definitely wrong. Soon she realized what it was. She could feel something was slowly caressing her breasts. Before long she knew it was not in her dreams or whatsoever. She quickly opened her eyes. She looked down and saw a hand squeezing breasts. She turned around with effort and there was a blue-haired man beside her deeply asleep. It was his hand!
SMACK! Athrun felt pain on his right cheek. He opened his eyes. The pain on his cheek was real. When he opened his eyes fully, his emerald orbs met with a pair of golden ones.
'YOU SICK PERVERT!' the woman that owned the golden orbs shouted furiously.
Athrun blinked. He does not know what he just did. Cagalli got rally furious by his blurriness. She tried kicking him hard, but he saw it coming and just managed to avoid it. He tried to run for the door without tripping himself. But before he got the opportunity to even sat foot outside he got a nasty kick on his ass. He fell down still feeling woozy.
'GET OUT!' Cagalli screamed her lungs off and slammed the door on his face.
Couples from the other room sprang outside to know what the commotion all about. They only thing they saw was a blue-haired man with his boxers. The men laughed at him with uncontrollable laughter. The ladies looked at him with lust. Athrun glared at all of them.
He soon realized soon that he was only wearing boxers. He looked at the unwanted audience again and said, 'So should I laugh at you guys too? Why don't you take a look at the mirror yourselves,' he said while looking at them from head to toe.
They blushed furiously at what he was pointing at. Men were only wearing boxers and some briefs and the women were wearing only bras and panties. They quickly shut the door, embarrassed. They left Athrun alone. Soon a worker passed by with room service. He stared at Athrun.
'Are you going to give me a robe or are you to just stand there gaping?' Athrun said irritated.
He quickly recovered himself with a 'sorry' and gave Athrun a robe. Athrun left with a 'thank you'
A/N: There were a lot of grammatical mistakes (sorry). So I decided to edit the first chapter. And the second chapter will be late because of a few adjustments on the characters and the small details. Sorry again. Thanks to all who had been reviewing. The reviews are really appreciated.