A Fix

By: thelifethatneverends

Disclaimer: I don't own it. That's for sure.

Summary: Angels usually land gracefully through the help of their wings. Too bad Athrun Zala didn't have wings. And he was nothing close to being an angel. Athrun x Cagalli

Chapter: The First

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From underneath the shadows, the wind blew gently reaching far beyond the fading sunset. Cigarette in hand, she gently released her tense muscles letting out a gentle sigh, finally able to relax after all the annoyance she faced that day. Because everything was going to be alright. Everyone was alright, she thought, quite satisfied, as a caressing cloud of smoke grew to surround her and unconciously she coughed.

"You know that is killing you."

His voice frightened her, with his statement. Cagalli jerked up from her seat only to calm at the sight of her brother. "Wow, you are the first person who has told me that." She answered sarcastically, taking another puff blowing it towards him, as his disgust showed clearly on his face. Sadistically, she smiled.

"Seriously Cagalli, stop it," he said, "I really don't want you to die as well."

Voicing out his concern only stung her with a passion. "Fine." She muttered, putting it to the side of the table. "So what the hell do you want?"

"So many things." He smiled, knowing her hostile words only meant that she cared. "I want to know how you are and if you would ever get over this. I want to hear your side of the story. I want to know what is going on. But really, I just want to talk to you"

Cagalli could only stay silent. He pushed on asking for anything. Anything from her, hoping there was a source of life still in her other then the breath of air she occasionally takes. "Cagalli," he says with a warning, "stop being such a baby and start talking, please." Adding the last word as an afterthought as to make sure he does not anger her short fuse.

"Fine, Kira. I left him, alright?"

"Why?"

Cagalli looked at him, annoyed. "Because, my stupid brother, he was a whiney little brat."

Kira finally let out the laugh he had been holding inside him since the whole conversation began. "Finally!" He exclaimed. "I have been waiting for this moment since forever. Since dad decide to bring him home to meet you. I wonder how you actually survived dating him."

"Jona's a jackass. I know that. Too bad dad didn't. But yeah, I'm free."

"Well anyway, let's go celebrate." Kira said, "And I got someone for you to meet." As he turned around walking to his car, Cagalli quickly picked up her half finished cigarette and took a long puff. Then she put it back down on the table, putting it out.

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Dearka looked rushed. He was rushed. Well, he was in a rush to find Athrun Zala. His friend, someone Dearka would of called best friend, if he was easier to find. He needed advice. And who else to ask when he needed to find where was he going to take Miriallia, the girl of his dreams, to the one date she hesitantly promised him to. He had to make this work. She was not just some girl that he picked up on those lonely nights. She was Miriallia. The girl that held him in her fist. She was cute, smart and special. Unforgettable. He did not want to lose her, especially when he never had her in the first place.

And with that thought, he drove like a madman to Athrun's condominium expecting to find him sitting on his sofa, ready to advise him on his latest affairs.

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When Cagalli went into the car with Kira, conversation was scarce. And it was annoying Cagalli to hell. Kira just seemed too busy thinking about something. Or in actuality, someone. He hummed a happy song as Cagalli sent piercing glares at him, that he had grown immune to when they were growing up.

She could not stand it anymore. "Why the hell are you so goddamn happy?" She was happy as well, actually successfully breaking up with her slow and stupid boyfriend, but never would she show it in the way Kira was.

Kira looked at her obliviously. "Didn't I tell you?"

Cagalli once again gave her infamous glare.

Nervously, Kira cleared his throat. "Oh, shit, I guess I forgot. I mean I was so happy. I thought I told everyone. And you are usually the first person I usually tell these things to. But I think I forgot this time. You don't know how unbelievably happy I am. Well I am always happy but today is amazing. This is the best day of my life. Seriously, no day could be better than today." He ended slowly, trying to think of more things to say without actually telling her the news.

"Holy shit, I regret asking" Cagalli said bemused, but still quite curious at what made her little brother (well older in Kira's opinion) become so figety.

"Okay, well," He said, drawing out his answer, "I asked Lacus Clyne out. And she accepted."

Cagalli grinned. She was not surprised. Though she has never ever met Lacus before, she has heard enough rumors of her by her brother of her qualities that almost made her want to hate innocent Lacus. Keyword: almost. And so Cagalli was still happy for Kira. Lacus sounded way out of his league.

And just about when she was to offer her congratulations, a deafening crash was heard originating from the top of the car. And it was followed by an even louder "What the fuck?"

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Things looked quite different from a balcony. It is quite hard to actually relate to the speeding cars and hovering lights below when you are above it. It feels as though everything - the world - was part of another world. And so no one actually feels the danger when they jump off or even when the tears stream upwards when ready to die. But midway through when the wind eventually catches up pushing the rib cage into the chest and while gasping for air, you die, reaching concrete. All this, thought Athrun, is probably why most people prefer the more gentle ways of dying. Like overdosing or a gunshot to the head. But that could get rather dirty. Though the moment of bliss is quite tempting when you fly into the world, unstoppable. Unable to stop as –

"Athrun!" Someone screamed. "What the fuck are you doing up there?" That someone ran up to him, as he realized how Athrun was inching towards the edge of the roof in the likely position of death. And Dearka being as clumsy as he was, slightly pushed Athrun while trying to grab his arm when trying to save him.

Athrun turned around just when he realized that he was falling, looking at his murderer. His life passing by him as he closed his eyes preparing for his last second. Thinking of how death could actually be a curiously enough, good thing. The funeral was always the final test, to see how much friends and family actually cared about you. He was quite curious to how that would turn out. If his father would take time out of work just to see his deceased son for the last time. He doubted it.

And he fell. And fell. And fell and fell. Not screaming, never screaming to show that Athrun Zala was perfect only when dying. He was going to probably scar some poor child with his battered, bloody body but that may be the best way to go, ruining the life of a person who would still remember him forever. Life was pleasant. All good. All good.

Then he landed. His body finally catching up with gravity, feeling the full force of his fall cushioned by the hard steel of of a transportation machine. A car to be exact.

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