hey guys it's xaArzie here. I've been locked in a tower in deep sleep for the past few months and even if that unexisting prince never came, I'm back anyway (waiting took too long :P) haha. Anyway...you might remember this story. It used to be named "her Hair was pink" but it bombed. How am I so sure? Because u guys didnt review. Remember, I only update if there are enough reviews to say I should, so if you like it, pls just even swing by to say "update" and I will... Ciao

The sky outside was gloomy and gray. It was cold and quiet. It was a dismal day when no seemed top have the nor the will to do anything. On a perfectly boring day such as this one a sharp rap on the door was heard throughout the Attha-Zala home. The housemaid answered the door.

"hello, miss. Please come in. The representative and her husband are in their room. Let me call them." The elderly woman said in a European accent before she smiled at the young visitor then left.

The visitor settled herself in the living room and sat quietly with her head hung.

"Hello Lacus!" greeted a familiar voice. The songstress looked up to se it her old friend and ex-fiancé, Athrun Zala, with his wife tagging right behind him.

'They've been much better off since the war' Lacus thought to herself. 'I think he's managed to smoothen her out a little' As she thought this, Cagalli gave the blue haired coordinator a playful punch in the arm. '…but not entirely. She's still our Cagalli.' The songstress quickly followed up.

"It's been a while. Is there any special reason you've decided to pay us a visit? How's Kira? Is he alright?" Cagalli said, turning her attention to their guest.

"Oh! No, no. he's fine…" Lacus shook her head. "…I think…"

"What's the matter then?" the only guy in the room asked.

Lacus hesitated but after remembering how desperate she was, she just blurted it all out.

"Can you help me? Please? …but don't tell Kira."

"What? Why? What's wrong?" Athrun suddenly shot up, well aware that the mood had changed.

"I think Kira's cheating on me."

"WHAT?!" Athrun looked taken aback. "Kira? Our Kira? Impossible. He's not the type. Besides, I thought you guys were planning to get engaged soon?"

With tears in her eyes already, Lacus replied. "It seemed that way for a while, but he never really mentioned anything about it. And now, now he goes out for an entire day and refuses to tell me where he's going. Then he either comes home very happy or really disappointed."

"H-how long has this been going on?"

"It used to be just once a week, now it's more often, almost everyday."

Athrun and Cagalli exchanged looks of worry, anger, confusion and disbelief. This was not like Kira at all.

"maybe it's something else. Maybe there's another reason for this. There has to be. I can't believe he's cheating on you. He loves you."

"I wish, I truly wish he still does." Lacus said with a distant look in her eyes.

"Please sir! Can you help me?" A young brunette coordinator asked.

"We're doing all we can, Mr. Yamato. That's all I can promise you right now."

"But-"

"Sir, you must be patient. The circumstances, and the experiment itself, is quite amazing! It'll take time for us to work on it. Under normal circumstances, it would have already been called impossible!" Consider yourself lucky!"

"It's not just an experiment!" yelled the brunette, apparently offended.

"I'm sorry sir."

"How about…?

"The other one? Oh, that one's fine. Under observation." The older man said confidently, having found something to be proud of amidst all the failure lately.

"Stop referring to them as objects, doctor. They're not. THEY'RE NOT!"

"Again, I'm sorry."

"When can I see her again?" said Kira, a little more calmly.

"Actually, anytime. She misses you."

"Thank you! I can't wait all of us to be together again." With this, the brunette ran toward a small, cheerfully furnished room at the end of the dark corridor. The doctor sighed. A colleague of his whispered to him.

"Do you think this is wise?"

"I don't know, but this is what he wants." Answered the first doctor.

"Shame about the other one though, she won't be happy."

"Who? Fiona?"

"No."

"Who then?"

"Lacus. Lacus Clyne…when she finds out…"

"Poor child…."