In such a great writing mood since I finished my last story. So here is another shortish fic (4-6chapters), potential to be more since I've really only given it an hour or two thought so it's not exactly as planned as the other stories (so I don't exactly have a ending in mind quite yet, hahaha). Kicked it up to M rating, just in case. It's a little on the sour side, nothing going to far in detail there. AxC all the way with the occasional drop in of other chars. Ages are around the late twenties... and I do believe that is it on notes. Hope you enjoy ^_^ Feel free to critique it should she see any blaring errors.

Old Day's

Chapter One

The front door slammed back against the wall with a loud crack as a blonde no older than twenty barged into the tiny apartment. She walked in, letting her bag drop to the floor with a loud thud. A few feet away a blue haired man of equal age watched her, unaffected by the dramatic entry. Not so much as a flinch, as she stormed through in all her fury. Far too busy enjoying his afternoon pick me up.

"You don't knock anymore?" he said nonchalantly as he took another sip of his coffee.

"Clothes...off now" she commanded, ignoring his comment. She was almost on the brink of shouting. Boy was she mad. Without another wasted second, she set to work undoing the top few buttons of her shirt. He smirked, knowing full well just where this was going. "Can you believe the idiot from Unit 209 blocked in my car... again!" the blonde vented as she spun to face him. "I have a paper to hand in next class and I can't get my car out to drive myself to class!"

"Oh?" he said, once again taking a sip of his hot beverage. It was all so humorous to him. The blonde was an endless source of hilarity, always getting upset at the smallest of things.

"You better get a moving on...or I'm just going to rip it off" she said heatedly, glaring at him. Her shirt falling to the floor with a soft crinkle. He frowned at the statement, knowing full well it was no white lie. She'd do it, as he'd found out previously.

"So, instead of finding another way to class…You come here to blow off steam?" he mocked, working on loosening the tie around his neck. He hadn't even been home an hour yet, having just returned home himself after presenting for two hours in neurophysiology. Hell, he was even still in formal attire.

"Athrun! Half-naked, gorgeous woman right here. Right now. I don't have time for you to dilly" the blonde hissed, now working on undoing the top button of her jeans. The overflowing confidence from her was quite the turn on, it always was. The blonde was a feisty tall, fit and toned beauty, which you'd be silly to say no to. Of course he was no different, both physically irresistible. The two of them always catching the opposite genders eyes.

They were friends with benefits as most would say. Both too busy with school to deal with the commitment of relationships. It'd worked out well, the other always happily obliging to the situation. It was nice to have someone without the emotional garbage that came with it.

"So... how do you intend to get class on time?" It was impossible to make it to there by foot. Buses were no better. By now he'd already finish removing his shirt and jacket, starting to work on his pants as he continued in small chit chat. It was funny how quick he'd become at undressing, having done this many times prior.

"About that...I'll need a ride to class" she said with a bit of a grin, reaching behind her to unclasp her bra.

"Are you trying to be funny now?" he said, noticing the poor choice of words. From angry to cracking jokes in two minutes flat, always so entertaining she was. A sudden finger was run up his side, making him shudder.

"Is that a no?" she taunted, using her free hand to pull her hair tie out. Letting her golden locks fall onto her shoulders. She was a hot mess. He tilted his head to the side, pausing as if to think about it. A friendly ego stab. As if he'd be dumb enough to say no. Although it didn't matter as in the span of half a second, she was pulling him towards the bed herself. He grinned in compliance, not at all minding the forcefulness. Those were the days.

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The heavy glass hit the solid bar with a loud thud as the blue haired man motioned to the bartender for another. He sighed as he glanced at his watch, it was getting late now. Another ding was heard as another patron entered. He didn't bother to see who it was. He wasn't expecting anyone. The bartender took his old glass, replacing it with full one. Athrun immediately picked it up and drained a good portion of the golden liquid. The day was terrible and he didn't want to spend another second reminiscing on it. Being a doctor it was expected to have loss, but occasionally it got to him. It was just one of those days.

He ran a hand through his medium length hair, pushing it from his face. Frowning as he looked at the remaining contents of his glass, pondering what to do next. In the corner of his eye he saw someone plop down a briefcase in the chair beside him. A slender hand waving to get bartenders attention. He rested his head on the palm of his hand as he looked up at the television.

Wrestling. He hated it, primordial challenges of worthless fights that usually resulted in a visit to the hospital. He'd never understand why people would want to take such beatings.

"Is that you Athrun?" came a feminine voice. It was vaguely familiar to him. He almost dropped his drink when his eyes landed on the blonde he knew all too well.

"Cagalli" he said, eyes widening in shock. It had been years since he saw her. After both graduating, they'd gotten a little preoccupied in starting their careers. Of course it didn't help that the blonde got whisked across seas in an exclusive law firm, a job offer impossible to turn down. But he too, got drowned under his own 80hr work weeks as an intern. That's not to say they didn't try keeping contact. Although after about a year of texting and e-mailing back and forth, it could only do so much for the workaholics.

"Long time no talk. I tried calling when I got back in town but your number didn't work" she said with a big smile, bumping over her briefcase a chair over so she could have the one beside him. "Fancy seeing you here of all places"

He laughed at her last comment. Old habits die hard. In collage it was pretty much their weekly ritual to spend their Friday nights here, getting back to the grind on Saturday and Sunday to finish their school work for the upcoming week. Although it was just a coincident he came here, it was the closest bar to his work.

"Sorry, last year my phone ended up in the bottom of sewer. Lost everything on it" he said, taking a quick sip of his beverage. He never bothered to replace it. The pager from work was more than enough to deal with.

"Oh…what's this" she said, pointing to the ring on his left hand. Shocked at the discovery. "Married now?"

"Oh no... Well not yet. Engaged. It's just a promise ring" Athrun said, setting down his drink so he could look at the ring. He smiled at the thought.

"Good for you" she said, slapping him on the back. "Congratulations, the next drinks on me then" He glanced at his watch.

"Maybe next time" he said, taking another gulp from his glass. It reminded him so much of the collage days right now. Just sitting here, talking about the various things. Nostalgia rearing its ugly head. It was so much easier then. Although he had no complaints at his current life, all was going well.

"Gotta get home for girlie?" Cagalli said, downing about half of her own drink in one go.

"Nah, its girl's night tonight. Just already knocked back a few already" Athrun said, intently watching the blonde. She looked the same as ever. "So what brings you back here?" It was almost five years since he'd last seen her.

"New job" she said, taking another big gulp.

"What happened to the last one?" She wasn't the type to get fired. Anything you could ask her do, she'd find one way or another to get it done.

"Quit it. Moved back to help take care of Dad" the blonde said carelessly, twirling a piece of hair around her finger mindlessly.

"Ah sorry to hear that. Is he okay?" He said frowning at the news. As much as the blonde was independent, she had a soft spot for family.

"Yea, I guess, He got diagnosed with Parkinson's last month. He hasn't taken it too well" she sighed, finishing the last remains of her beer. It was a slow, degenerative decease that was incredibly terrible to watch a love one succumb too. He'd seen it happen many times, being a neurosurgeon.

"Has he seen a specialist about it yet? What symptoms has he started showing?" his doctor senses sprung to action, there were alternatives to slow symptoms.

"No, he's acting as if he's perfectly fine" She waved at the bartender, wanting another drink. That was the worst case scenario you could possibly have. Although there was no cure, they were ways to slow down the progression giving years before the patient would lose their basic motor control. He sighed, they're really wasn't any encouraging words to say to her. "Everything is so much easier when you're a kid" Her eyes held a faraway look as she recalled the memories.

"You make us sound old when you say it like that" he said, trying to lighten the gloomy mood. She laughed at his comment. Same old blonde, able to persevere even when all hope was lost, never letting anything get her down. Sure enough if you left her on a desert island she'd surely just swim back to civilization as if it was nothing. He couldn't help but laugh with her.

"We shoulda kept in contact better. Shame on us" the blonde tsked, leaning back in her chair, crossing her arms as if deep in thought. He couldn't agree more with the statement. It was nice to have someone outside the world of work and love life again.

"It's nice to see you again" Athrun said with a smile, he was grateful. It was as if nothing had changed between them. Well maybe something did. They weren't the hormone driven adolescence anymore. "We'll have to do this more often now your back in town" downing the last of his drink.

"For sure. You heading out already?" she said, taking a quick sip of her newly refilled beer.

"Yea, can't go home smelling like a mini bar now a days. I work first thing tomorrow morning" he said, shuffling in his seat to extract his wallet. She laughed once again at the thought, knowing the memories all too well. Those were the days.

"Damn adulthood" she said, glancing over her shoulder to watch him grab his things. Her eyes holding the same mischievous look they did so many years ago, never up to anything good.

"Got a number I can reach you at?" he said, placing down a few twenties to the bartender. "I got the bill this time"

"Yea, what about you?" The blonde said, as she dug around in her coat, extracting her own wallet.

"Not unless it's going to be a life or death page" he said, waving his pager.

"You're still not funny after all this time" she said as she shook her head, holding out a small business card for him.

"Well I best be off. I'll give you a call whenever I'm free again" Athrun said with a smile, giving her a quick hug.

"Yea. Seeya around Bud" The blonde said as she raised her glass as if to say cheers.

"Have a good night, send my regards to your father" He said, giving her a comforting pat on the shoulder, before turning to leave.

Hope you enjoyed! I'll see ya next update (hopefully).