Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam 00 or any of these characters.

Warning: This is BL.

Ordinary Love

It was the middle of a battle field when I ran into him again. It was then when I realized that this boy was the pilot of the white Gundam. I had just gotten to the dispute area that had asked the Union for aid as one of the MSWAD's Gundam investigation unit. He seemed like he came to investigate for the next mission from Celestial Being to intervene in the dispute. He was still fighting as ever and his upright eyes had not changed a bit. The boy, who I thought would be fighting in Azadistan only, was standing there without a doubt, radiating and existing.

The red-colored eyes were reflecting me. Whether he had remembered me or forgotten about me, he looked at me silently and I passed him by as if I didn't know him either. I wondered why. I didn't want to share his identity with anyone. But our encounter was no accident; it was inevitable. I knew that I definitely would run into him again someday. And in this big and wide world, we did meet again.

A third meeting. The world calls it "fate".

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Chapter One

It's the morning. I know that my body doesn't usually suffer from nightmares but I couldn't stay asleep because I felt a very heavy pressure on me. I didn't do anything unusual last night, and even if I did- I've been trained since my childhood (from Krugis to Celestial Being) so it shouldn't matter. But it feels like…

…..Don't tell me…

The thought alone opens my sleepy eyes. Someone has opened the curtains to the veranda since I'm feeling the sharp rays of sun on me.

"Ah, you're finally awake. I was getting pretty tired of waiting and was wondering if I had to kiss the Sleeping Beauty…"

I frown at the voice that comes next. Sparkling blonde hair in the sunlight and clear-peridot eyes come into my sight. He is..way too close... When did he intrude into my place again? His angelic face is smiling right in front of my face. The weight that I had felt was definitely him.

I forgot for a moment due to tiredness but saying those sleazy things with that beautiful face of his or letting himself in from time to time to wake me up- were his expertise.

"Pervert- don't wonder about things like that. You were watching me sleep again.."

"Well, you are too cute"

"You're the worst."

He hugs me tightly. I don't think he hears me calling him "worst" by this point. He's heavy. The weight of an adult man over 180cm in height isn't something that can be ignored and I can't help but groan. I don't know if it's because he's a soldier but his arms were so strong that I couldn't undo them- I was just wishing that I could kick him off at once.

As if he read my mind, he rolls while hugging, and now we've switched spots and I'm on top of him. Is this the difference between a man and a boy's strengths? I am too easily brought onto his body without much resistance.

"What are you doing."

"I would like to lay down with you for a little. I'm a little tired after flying here all night."

You're the one who decided to wake up a peacefully asleep person by going on top of their body… Still having his arms around me, he closes his eyes. His actions are never within the 'normal' boundaries so he always catches me off guard. Guessing from his words, he probably got on a plane as soon as he was off work and flew here all night from America to Japan, and didn't sleep at all ever since he got here because he's been watching me sleep.

I do not understand. He must be tired but why would he not go back home after work but come here instead, flying for hours. I can never predict him or understand him, today- most of all. Fine. Apart from all that, if he's tired, wouldn't it be more comfortable to let go of me and sleep properly? On top of that, I'm worried about the nice suit that he's wearing.

"Sorry, Setsuna. Let me sleep a little then we can talk…."

My opinions are not asked whether I'm okay with this plan. Without knowing what I'm thinking, he gives me a soft kiss on my forehead. Feeling his lips all of the sudden in middle of my thoughts felt so pleasant that my face became hot. Occasionally, he would show these..affection or something but I cannot get myself used to it (and I think he enjoys that I'm flustered every time. He is the worst pervert.) Luckily his eyes are still closed.

"Graham Aker."

No response to my calling. I guess he really meant that he was tired since he's already deep asleep and looks like a child. Seriously, who are you… His arms still refuse to let go of me and I sigh at his stubbornness. Really, Graham Aker is a person that cannot be understood.

There were a few coincidental encounters. Ever since then, Graham keeps referring to those meetings as "fate" or "destiny", but I believe in no such thing so I ignored it. Though, that was not the problem. We both knew of each other yet still kept quiet to our allies- that's a problem. I'm Celestial Being's Gundam Meister and he is Union MSWAD's ace flag fighter. If Graham was right about the 'destiny' tying him and me together, it would be "destined to be enemies".

However, I did not report to Veda about him and he did not report anything of me to his superiors. Any legitimate information on Gundam pilots could be used as a huge career break through. Or he could have easily taken me as a captive to get information about the Celestial Being or the Gundams (although I wouldn't give the information easily away). But despite that, he's been obstinate about getting closer to me. His clear and honest eyes reassured me that somehow he wasn't going to betray me. He told me a numerous times with very serious eyes that his only motive was that he was interested in me.

And maybe, just maybe- I might have been interested in him as well.

"What is that."

"I'm sure you know what roses are. Could it be that you don't like them?"

I was dragged out to the streets of Tokyo by Graham's hands, who woke up past noon. It's not that he's rarely here but whenever he does come to see me, our days are always like this; watch a movie, go out to eat, shopping, or…something like that. In one word- the lifestyle was 'ordinary'.

"I'm not a woman. Flowers wouldn't make me happy."

"I didn't prepare these flowers because I thought of you as a woman. Can it be that I just wanted to give them to you, Setsuna? Of course, if you were delighted by them I would have been ecstatic."

I've never given flowers to anyone in my life. Or received them. Therefore, these flowers are my very first time receiving a bouquet as a gift. So many red roses. I don't know what or how he thinks of me. I have a feeling that almost any girl would fall for him. A beautiful face with kind manners. And gifts like this would make him a perfect combination. How unfortunate that I was a guy.

Without a choice, I looked down at the flowers he had given me. It's so big that I can't tell if I'm holding the flowers or if I'm buried in the flowers. I wonder how many roses are in this, at least a hundred? I can't tell since I've never given a bouquet or received one. Extravagant, gorgeous, numerous… were the words to describe these flowers, and therefore, this type of a rose bouquet suits him better than me. He really buys things that are like him.

"They look beautiful on you. I'm glad."

Again, he says something that I cannot understand. No, the flowers suit you instead of me. I held that sentence back. I didn't know how he would react. Silently, I held the flowers in my arms. Graham seemed to be satisfied at the sight and took my hand.

To be Continued...

Hi everyone.

This fic was actually written quite some time ago in another language because English is not my first language. It depends on how I want to write the story since Korean and Japanese languages tend to have very different writing styles, but much similar between the two.

Pardon me for grammar and punctuation mistakes. Or parts that you couldn't follow. I tried my best at translating but like I said, East Asian languages have a different style of writing. I wanted to keep the original mood or feelings of the dialogues and sentences as much as possible. Sometimes if a phrase makes sense in one language, I tend to think that it does as well in English or can't spot that it doesn't make sense. So please don't throw rocks at me for it but I do appreciate kind criticisms….hahahaha. Just let me know if something bothers you.

I've been writing stories for years about different works of anime or games that I like or favorite couples from different works. But this is the first time that I had wanted to share my work. No particular reason, I ran into the original file of Ordinary Love a few days ago and decided to share it on fanfiction. Hope you enjoyed it- please leave comments! I will put up more for sure if someone liked it!