Broken Swords

Summary: Kira wakes up in the Eternal's Infirmary and apologizes to Lacus for damaging Freedom. KiraXLacus. Spoilers for Gundam SEED Destiny. Uber slight AthrunXCagalli, DearkaXMirillia.

I don't own Gundam SEED.

Kira's eyes opened and he looked around. He must've passed out. When he moved, he felt burns all over his body. And he still hadn't healed the scars from the last explosion. It was funny, he hadn't noticed any burns when he was in combat. He was probably in the Eternal. He could feel it. He felt Lacus sitting not three feet from him. And he could see her expression in her head. He almost caught faint whispers of thoughts, just a general mood of the people around him.

"How are Athrun and Cagalli?"

"They're fine." Lacus assured. Kira looked to Lacus.

"I'm sorry. I destroyed the sword you gave me."

"It's fine. It can be repaired, after all." Lacus said, smiling. "And you're alright. So long as you're fine, I don't care what happens to Freedom." Kira paused before answering.

"I do. It was a gift from you. I can't just let it be turned into scrap." Lacus suddenly hugged him.

"It's fine." Lacus repeated. "We'll repair it, and it can be your sword once again."

"And I'll be yours." Kira said, hugging Lacus back, smiling. "If you'll have me."

"Of course I will." Lacus said. Kira looked behind Lacus to see almost everyone standing there, watching them.

"What the…? What's going on here?"

"Just checking up on the patient." Athrun said, smiling, holding hands with Cagalli.

"And ya better heal quick, 'cause I want a rematch!" Yzak shouted.

"You're still sore about that?" Dearka asked, one arm around Mirillia's shoulders. Kira noticed someone was missing.

"Where's…Mu?" He thought he already knew the answer. He just hoped he was wrong.

Cagalli was the one who spoke. "He…he protected the ship from the Dominion's Lohengrins." It wasn't a lie, exactly.

"So he's in the Infirmary? I can't imagine the Strike standing up to a Lohengrin …unless…" Everybody suddenly went quite as the dead. "He's…he's not dead…right?" His eyes were wide with worry, now. Dearka spoke.

"Providence destroyed the Strike's shield. He didn't have anything left. If he'd had the shield, he might've…. He saved the Archangel long enough to destroy the Dominion. It was a brave…"

"Mu la Flaga died a Hero's death." Yzak finally said.

"Was the Strike destroyed? Completely?"

"No." Athrun answered. "But it's cockpit was blasted open."

"Blasted open? Not blasted in?" Kira asked. He thought. "Maybe he's still alive."

"We couldn't find anything of him, except his helmet."

"Maybe he survived. I survived." Everybody was looking at Kira, surprised. Kira smiled. "That's what I'd like to believe, anyway."

"Alright, that's enough visitation for today." Reverend Malchio said, standing next to Kira. Almost everyone soon filed out, but Kira grabbed Lacus's arm.

"Please, stay with me." He said. Lacus smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed. Lacus smiled and gripped Kira's hand in hers. Reverend Malchio sighed and turned.

"I think I know now." Malchio turned with a 'hmm?' "I think I know where I should be going. And what we should be doing. This peace, I have a feeling it's only temporary. Another Azrael will appear someday. But then we'll know what we should be fighting against. No matter what, I'm gonna fight against any war until it kills me. I'm a bearer of the Seed."

Malchio smiled. "I told you."

# # #

Mu la Flaga opened his eyes. It was dark. He was covered in bandages, and the world was fuzzy. His sixth sense was MIA, he couldn't feel anything through the numb in his brain.

"Commander la Flaga, I presume." Said a voice. "How do you feel."

Mu tried to say 'pretty horrible,' but it came out as a muttered, "huh-puh-blah-blah."

"Well I hope you recover quickly, because when you do, we have a new position for a man of your caliber."

"Lord Djibril, he needs rest. If you would please leave for today, tomorrow he may be feeling a little better."

"Fine."

Djibril walked, leaving Mu in the hands of the doctors. A group of children (three were younger, the other three were almost eighteen,) looked down on him from an observation room.

"So, that's our new commander?" The blue haired one said.

"Uh-huh. Djibril said he needs a mindwipe, but after that, he'll be our new boss. If he lives." The green-haired boy said.

"Do you think he'll be alright?" the blonde girl asked.

"Who cares?" the silver haired boy asked, one of the eighteen year olds.

# # #

He looked around the spaceport with tear-filled red eyes. He was scared, confused, afraid, and angry. The emotions jumbled up and twisted, so much he felt like crying. A blonde boy about the same age approached him, smiling kindly, and offered a hand.

He hesitantly shook it.

"I'm Rey za Burrel."

"Shinn…Shinn Asuka…"

Probably the shortest fic I've ever posted. If anybody wants me to turn this into a series, be aware that it will be very small, and will probably go all over the place. And of course, please review.