Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed/Destiny. I am just a simple human using simple words hoping not to make too big of an idiot out of myself.

This is my first ever Gundam Seed/Destiny fic and I just couldn't help but write it. I have been reading so many Athrun and Cagalli fics and I really wanted to put something down myself. I hope you enjoy…


Last Goodbye


My name is Cagalli Yula Attha and to this day am still in love with Athrun Zala. I have often wondered why life takes the shape that it does, why it twists and turns like a rollercoaster. You see, though I am in love with Athrun, he is with another.

I do not hate the woman he is with, for perhaps she will be able to give him the life I could not. Perhaps she can love him as he ought to be loved. Perhaps, she can devote her attention to him, unlike me. I chose to let go, and it only cost me my heart. You see I am the "Princess of Orb" or rather the Chief Representative of the Orb Union and have responsibilities that I must fulfill. However, this is not the reason I returned the ring he once placed on my finger. No, the reason is far more complicated than that.

Why is it that hurt and pain can overtake us? That we allow it to overtake us? Why do we let others in only to be hurt? Simply put, I'd say because we are not meant to live as islands. We have relationships to survive and need, yes, truly need people. I needed him, yet I let him go. Oh how I wish I could have just told him how I felt, how I feel. Tell him that I love him and will always love him, but, I cannot. I will not. I was forced to almost marry another when my heart was already given away. Thankfully my dearest brother came and snatched me up, saving me from the dread of a life with Yuna Roma Seiran, for I was not thinking clearly at the time.

It's been three years since I last saw or was in contact Athrun, unless of course you count the TV interviews from PLANT and political documents passing by me with his name on them. Three years and yes, I still love him. Pathetic? Perhaps, but then when you love someone more than life itself, how long is it supposed to take to "get over them"?

Am I destined to carry on with my country as my love? That I do not know, but I do know, that as long as Athrun is happy, then I am happy. My heart wrenches at the sight of emerald eyes, even if they are not his. My memories hit me like a flood and yet, still I press on. How many kisses have I shared with his sweet lips? It doesn't matter anymore, for I will no longer take part in that bliss.

For as long as I shall live, I shall love only that man, Athrun Zala, the man who captured my heart before I knew I was giving it away. Love stumbled upon us both and we were blindsided by it. Do I regret it? Never. Never once in all the pain and tears do I regret loving him. And likewise, never will I love another. What does that mean for my country? If I do not have children then whose hands will Orb be left in? That is where my beloved brother comes in yet again, Kira Yamato. Though he does not carry the Attha name, he is blood of my blood, my twin. He is happily married to Lacus Clyne and has two daughters and a son on the way. Yes, if Orb needs help, Kira is there.

Am I jealous of my brother's happiness? Absolutely not. Though I cannot have that happiness for myself, I am overjoyed in his. Oh how I miss that fool Athrun and how my heart screams to be in his arms once more, yet, here I am in Orb far apart from the man who holds my heart.

This is a path I must travel and as the case may be, travel alone. I was lost for a while, drowned by Yuna and his 'family', but with help, once again found my way. The path I choose to walk has never been easy, but the path I choose none the less. One day, I might read of Athrun's marriage to another, and I am prepared to deal with that. One day I might have to read about Athrun and his family. One day, yes, perhaps one day will come, but for now…it is just today.

It has been three years and sixty-four days since I have seen Athrun in person. Three years and sixty-four days since my amber eyes gazed into his emerald ones. Why did I make the choices I did? Why did I choose to let go and not fight for him? The answer is simple… it is because I love him that I let him go. It is because I love him that I gave the ring he placed on my hand… into the hands of another. It is because I love him that I continue to live my life in the way that I do.

Athrun you have impacted me as no other could, and for that I am thankful to have met you. Though heartache and pain are waiting at my doorstep when I return home to an empty house, I am thankful for the small gems in time, the gems of my memories with you.

So with this I finally say my last goodbye. For no more will I cling to a hope that one day you will return and sweep me in your arms. No more will I allow my heart to long that I might feel your love, your kiss, once last time. No more will I wonder about my decision to let you go. Today is my last goodbye Athrun. Today I shall move on. Yes, my love for you will still burn deep and as bright as a candle in absolute darkness. I will always remember, but never regret. I will love you for as long as I breathe and with this same breath I say…

Goodbye Athrun.

"Cagalli, why don't you call it a night and go home." Kisaka stated as he entered her office.

Cagalli lifted her eyes and met her faithful bodyguard's ones and offered a small smile. "Thank you Kisaka." She replied in her usual formal tone.

Cagalli lifted her hands from her keyboard and closed the document she had just finished typing. With a bittersweet smile on her face she rose from her chair and grabbed her coat off of the small rack in the corner.

"Kisaka," Cagalli called as she walked over to him. "Thank you." She finished as she embraced the man that had been by her side for so long.

Kisaka returned the hug and asked, "What was that for?"

Cagalli just smiled a sad smile and replied, "Because I needed to hug somebody."

With that Cagalli walked out of her office with laptop in hand towards whatever future awaited her. She was a strong woman, and a woman who had felt the pain of love, yet continued to press on. A woman that few truly understood. A woman who loved and let go, consequently losing the one thing she cared about most…

Athrun Zala


Author's Note: I would greatly appreciate any reviews to this oneshot. Thank you for taking the time to read my writing.

I am debating about making a sequel to this...what do you think? Should I?

-Samurai Girl