Kon'nichiwa!

Hello! It's me again… I decided to try a new anime! I actually really like this: Gundam Seed/ Destiny. This is my first from this series, so please be nice and drop me a note? Also, I apologize for any weird grammatical mistakes. English is one of my weaker languages. One last ting: I'm not to sure about the set-up of ZAFT military, so some information Imade up– I mean, used my artistic license.

Ah! Nearly forgot. Because I have no idea of the military terms I used this:

- commander is the head of the squad/ group

-captain is the head of many groups

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the original plot of Gundam Seed (Destiny)

It all started on one rainy night. A man in the stiff Red Elite uniform sat on a hard wooden chair outside an office in the Department of Military Assets Placement. Said man sighed and brushed his blue locks of hair off his face. He glances at the wall clock. 6:41. He could see that he had been waiting for over half an hour. Whoever's in there was sure taking their sweet time.

He closed his eyes, certain that it'll be another while before his appointment.

Without warning, the door burst open, revealing a sight that ever-so-slightly creeped out the waiting man. His usual deadpan commander was grinning madly as if he had just achieved his life goal.

The cheerful man caught sight of one of his soldiers. Or should he say ex-one-of-his-soldiers. "Hey, guess what? I've been promoted! Promoted!" Okay, so he did achieve one of life goals, then.

That tidbitof information did nothing to curb the blue-haired, green-eyed soldier fear that his former captain had lost his mind… or at least his sense of sanity.

Watching the older man doing an odd mix of floating and skipping down the hall, the younger – and saner – man heard his name called out from inside the office.

"Athrun Zala!"

Snapping to, 'Athrun Zala' stepped in to the room, blissfully unaware that the seemingly good news would cause him many headaches and a slight addiction to strong painkillers within the year.

Half a year later…

Athrun slumped down on the sofa in his private quarters. Resting his elbows on the ornate glass table in front of him, he rubbed his temples tiredly. God, how did people do this for years and years on end? Six months in and he felt like screaming at the top off his lungs.

He was interrupted from his train of thought from an unexpected knock on the door. "Commander Zala?" Somehow, the voice sounder familiar to Athrun. If not the voice, maybe it was the sarcastic tone.

Not brothering to get up, he simply called through the electronically locked metal. "Yes? What is it?"

"You won't even let in an old friend?" The man's voice sounded hurt, but Athrun, now having realized just who it was, wasn't buying it.

"Dearka."

"So you do remember my name. And here I thought I wasn't important."

Giving up, Athrun got up and unlocked the door, allowing the blonde inside. "So? What is it this time?"

"Got a message for ya. From the Department of Military Asset Placement, itself."

Athrun stifled a groan with difficulty. Look at the results of their last decision concerning him – he had bought a large portion of Aspirin stock and probably was single-handedly providing them with large profits.

"What did they say?" he managed to say, dreading the answer even as he uttered the words.

Dearka produced a blank envelope, "I have no idea. I'm just delivering the message. Literally."

Athrun took the envelope from him and deftly tore it open. The letter went along these lines:

Commander Athrun Zala,

I'm please to say that you are about to be granted an invaluable asset to your squad. Within the next few days, she should arrive. Her ID is 09352864.

Yours Sincerely,
Department of Military Asset Placement

"Hey! A new girl?" Dearka finished reading the short passage over Athrun's shoulder, focusing in on one word. "Why do you get all the luck anyway, Zala? You already have that Luna girl. Girl soldiers liven things up around here, don't you think? I wonder if she's cute…"

"You know, Dearka," replied Athrun. "You could've 'had luck'. Except, the last time thay gave you a chance…" He shook his head. "Sexual harassment is punished in court when you're in a soldier."

Dearka put on his I'm-totally-innocent-what-are-you-talking-about look, which frankly fooled no one. "Okay, okay… I only looked on their baths once or twice!"

"Right." The commander gave his present company a clear skeptical look. "Now, if you'd excuse me, I'm very busy." With that, Athrun lead his friend firmly out the door and once again tried to relax on the couch. He glanced at the paper in his left hand. It was always the same, probably done purely by computer. However, one thing did bother the commander. The lack of a name.

Passing it off as a once-in-a-life-time mistake, Athrun tossed the letter and its envelope onto the table and resumed his previous relaxed position. Why I accepted the post that night… I must have been less sane than I thought.

By the way... a story I promised about a certain heart necklace and a girl named 'Kiyurei'... I've writen large parts of it; but it's undergoing some changes and rewrites. I'm sorry!

Thanks for reading!

Jisushika-chan
June 26, 2005