Disclaimer: Gundam Seed/Destiny, its plot and characters do not belong to me.
A/N: my first Gundam and KiraxCagalli fic! Kira and Cagalli are step-sister/brother in here. But they are not blood related since Cagalli's parents divorced. Kira's parents also parted ways and thus Cagalli's mother and Kira's father got together and fell in love. also this is definitely a KiraxCagalli fic...the words in Italics tell about the past and Cagalli can be quite mean.
Warning: if you don't like this pairing or plot please just turn back. thanks.
MY ANTI-DEPRESSANT
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Realization #1: Replacement and Additional
POV: Cagalli
A large bold letter colored bloody red shouted at me. F
"Wow, nice going Kira!" somewhere inside the classroom someone congratulated. My eyes instantly glared upon hearing that forbidden must-not-be-mentioned name. Ugh! I hate this! Finally the last bell resounded. I sighed. Slowly, as if my hands weigh more than a ton, I fixed my things and waited for them to evacuate the room. When the sounds finally died down, I stared once more at the shouting F on my Math test paper and hands formed a tight fist. I truly madly and absolutely love Math! Yeah, completely! With all my freaking heart and soul!
"Cagalli." Someone made its presence known. I looked up and just in time, caught him glanced at my exposed paper. I glared. "Do you need help in Math or something? I could help you and—"
"Cut the crap!" my voice sounded shrill even to my own ears. Quickly I fled out of the room leaving my step-brother in a daze.
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Today's my eighth birthday you know and a week before, daddy complied with my idea of having a small slumber party since I'm not old enough to have those big parties wherein big people dance crazily and drink wine. Eeew. Mommy said it tastes awful! Glad I'm only turning eight! I've already told my friends to come here after class that is if they already packed their things. I'm very excited, see, my cheeks are starting to have this aching feeling of overly twitching my lips up to my ears.
But as I walked down our street, I suddenly have this rutty feeling at the pit of my little stomach. As if something wrong's going to happen. But...NO! I have a lot of things to prepare. Maybe I'm just getting wacko or something.
"I'm home! Mom let's start…" my voice trailed off as I saw her sprawled on the floor, crying. "Mommy why are you…" and just then, daddy walked down the stairs clutching two loaded baggage and his briefcase. He stopped at the foot of the stairs after seeing me.
"Hey sweetheart," he smiled, but I saw that streak of sadness looming in his amber eyes, as if threatening me. "I thought you will be dismissed a little later…"
"Teacher decided not to do that picture project thingy today," and then I glared at the baggage in his hands. There's something going on here! "And what are THOSE for? My present?"
He sighed. He walked over to me since my legs and feet seemed plastered on the floor. "I'm sorry I won't be able to celebrate your birthday with your friends." He stooped down and planted a kiss on my cheek.
I frowned. "Why's mommy crying? Why can't you celebrate with us? You're still here aren't you? You're not going anywhere right? Why do you have those…" she trailed and glared at his bags. "Those big bags?"
Daddy just hugged me and smiled. "I love you sweetie," and with that, he left. My daddy left us.
I did not move. I did not even turn my head to watch daddy go. My eyes did not even shed a single tear. I just blocked my ears using my hands as the sound of an engine flared up and fled away from the garage. And when silence settled in, that's when this aching feeling, as if my heart was being torn into pieces, started flaring within me. It was tearing me! I don't know why. I don't understand any of it. I just hate grown-ups! They are puzzling!
But when they arrived, now I know, they made daddy left me. They were the reasons.
POV: Kira
She was always angry. She always ignored and avoided me like I'm some kind of a plague. But then, I tried and tried and tried to talk and be nice until I finally give up and just ignored her as well. It was so eerie. I mean having a step-sister and not having at the same time. Like she is not alive and yet still living there. Like her soul is floating with a living flesh! Like...like a living ghost! Ok Kira, you're going overboard but ironically it may sound, that's the only explanation I can think of this bizarre relationship I had with my so-called step-sister. Everywhere I go, at school, with my friends, around town, it was like I'm not even related to her.
She despised me that much. But I can't blame her. I guess we made her father left. I can still remember that day when I first met her…
"Who are they? What are they doing here? Why do they have those bags with them?" the girl with that golden blonde hair screamed and flashed those bright amber eyes dangerously at me. "What are you looking at, you dolt!"
"I...uh..." and quickly dodge behind father, my knees started trembling at the sight of that fiery eyes. She was scary. VERY scary. I thought girls are gentle and sweet and kind but this one isn't. She's the COMPLETE opposite. She almost looked like a boy to me! "Father, let's leave now," I pleaded, tugging the hem of father's pants. He just patted my head and smiled.
"Mom! You're letting THEM stay here at OUR house? But they are strangers! Complete STRANGERS! Daddy said we should not let strangers in the house!" she went on. Her mother just cast a sorrowful glance at my father.
"From now on, Cagalli, they'll start living with us."
"WHAT!" the walls vibrated at the pitch of her voice. "What do you mean by, living WITH US? Define living with us?"
"Cagalli, they are family now."
She glared angrily at her, at father then at me. "I HATE ALL OF YOU!" and fled to the stairs. A door banged shut from above. My lips started quivering from the impact. She's totally scary! She's a monster on the loose! I will not survive here!
But then, I did survive. Smiling at the memory, I switched on the lights and heard sounds from her room. A note was clipped on the refrigerator. Eat dinner without us, ok, it says. I started preparing the food and went to her room.
"Cagalli," and gently knocked her door. "Dad and Mom said they'll be late so we should have dinner without them." Silence. Then the floor started to quaver as footsteps pounded heavily as if King Kong himself is walking towards the door. I sighed and braced myself. Here goes once again. Prepare yourself Kira Yamato.
The door opened, its hinges nearly creaked from the force. She smirked and that comforted me…well, just a little. "Oh Kira, my sweet goody crybaby step-brother…WHY DON'T YOU EAT WITH YOURSELF AND STOP PESTERING ME OK?" she glared before banging the door shut.
Sighing, "I should have known."
But then, a smile dance on my lips as realization hit me. It may sound crazy but then I can't deny this…she looked awfully cute when she always uses that 'Oh Kira my sweet goody crybaby step-brother' line. I guess I do love my step-sister one way or the other.
Oh well.
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"KIRA! What are you doing there? Hurry up will you!" and loud bangs were produced from the other side of the door. It was 7:05 a.m. and the Yamato-Attha residence was already in full volume. I smiled at the brown haired guy staring back at me on the mirror.
You see, despite the antagonism of this little sibling…no, STEP-sibling relationship we have, I always had fun teasing and flaring that burning temper she has…especially for me. I guess you could call this a little brotherly beleaguer filled with oozing love. The smile grew wider as she started her familiar cycle of screaming. Then mother started calling from downstairs intervening the on-going kind of war.
"What's going in there Cagalli?"
"That weirdo is playing with my time here! I'm going to be late again in class!"
"Well, if you've only woken minutes ago—"
"I treasure my sleep," then turning towards the door, "KIRA! I'm waiting! If you don't get out of there I'll get my hands on you! HEAR THAT!"
A little more minutes. Finally, I flipped the latch, revealing a red faced Cagalli. "Your turn."
"Your turn your face!" with that, a flying fist soared towards my said face and just in time I successfully dodge away. As they say, you can't fool dogs with old techniques…well, we can relate that in people as well, can't we?
And so I grinned. "Better try next time sis," and hurriedly scamper to my abode.
"I WILL REALLY GET YOU FOR THIS!" and a door somewhere down the hall banged shut.
A/N: sorry if its short...more like an introduction so things will go smoothly later on. i hope Cagalli's not too ooc or mean...so tell me what you think. thanks! and i'll be starting on my AthrunxCagalli fic as well. so stay tune!
fictionalfact signing off.