Cyber Stolen

A/N: 'Sort of' crossover between GSD and GitS:SAC. 'Sort of' due to the fact that yes, I am using a portion of GitS concept and theme but there are differences such as Orb exists as a country and genetic enhancements are a major problem (except this genetic enhancement is selective). Also, there will be no GitS characters in this story (no cameos into Japan equals no Section 9) unless I see fit in doing a sequel.

Warning: 'Shouju-ai' (Stellar x Kira) and 'Shounen-ai' (Athrun x Kira x Athrun). Innuendo and coarse language.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED Destiny or Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex (which are owned by Sunrise/Bandai and Shirow Masamune respectively)

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-"Stellar really thinks you should've picked the darker maroon-gold lipstick. It complements your skin color better."-

The addressed 'female' shifted uncomfortably on his leather seat and frowned, carefully forming his sentence, -"You should pay more attention to the mission and not my makeup."-

"Aww…smile sweetie!" grinned the young blond woman. She swung an arm casually over her 'sweetie's' shoulders and winked at the pair of girls passing their table.

Kira sighed, and smiled forcefully, "But I am!" He watched as the underdressed women giggle and scamper off before occupying himself with the drink from the bar. –"I always disliked undercover missions."-

-"Stellar knows you are a bad actor of the opposite sex."-

Face lighting into a pink flush, he glanced accusingly at the innocent stare his partner was giving him before complaining, -"I hate doing this."-

-"Don't say that!"- Stellar gasped out loud and pressed closer to him. –"What if Neo hears you!"-

He shrugged languidly and sipped his alcoholic drink, -"He already knows and it doesn't even matter. Put it simply, we were born to do this."-

Stellar, accepting this, gazed at their target indolently, magenta-colored eyes memorizing the minute details of the man's actions. He was older than them by twice a decade and clearly in fit shape – or has cybernetic enhancements done – when he flexed his arm in front of the bartender.

The brunet twirled the straw bobbing in the liquid, lethargically blinking his eyes that were heavy with makeup. He glanced up at the table opposite of them; there was a crowd of elder male adolescents currently engaging in a robust drinking game. –"Hey, Stellar?"-

-"Yes?"-

-"I think one of those guys over there is waving at you."-

"Hmm?" Stellar leaned past Kira and frowned lightly at the familiar face. –"Stellar knows him but he shouldn't be here!"-

The blue-haired male waved and jogged over to them. "Hey, Stellar! Fancy seeing you here." He spared them a confident smirk, "Who's your cute friend?"

Kira blinked self-consciously, and leaned closer towards Stellar, feeling her wrap her arms around his waist securely; He felt her throat vibrate as she spoke, "Auel."

"What, no hello?" He shrugged. "Look Blond, it's just been awhile since any of us Shrinla workers have seen you…" His eyes strayed towards the enlaced faux couples' hands, "Didn't know you swung that way."

Stellar responded coolly, "I didn't know you did either."

"What?" Auel laughed quietly and winked. "Don't make assumptions here. I just followed a few friends for a drink. The company's thinking about layin' off a few more workers, you know." He scratched his head and waved, "But no worries, everyone's just stressed. Care to join us?"

She shook her head, spying other familiar pairs of eyes from Auel's table staring at them. "I think I'll decline." She inclined her head towards Kira, physically expressing, I don't want to leave her here alone.

"Awww…come on Blond. Just one game. We'll be close by," he smirked haughtily. "Or are you afraid if you left, your girlfriend would immediately run off without you…or maybe, you're afraid to lose!"

Stellar didn't budge; instead, she spoke evenly, lips curling into a smile, "No, not afraid to lose and I know she won't leave me."

"Then-argg!" He combed his hair back and stared imploringly at Kira. "Help me loosen up your girl. It isn't very fair of you to hog her now, is it?"

He inwardly sighed; he could feel Stellar's want to go and join her old friends but they couldn't afford to be side-tracked on a mission. Scenarios raged in his mind, from gun fights to fire-born explosions, as he came to a decision; Kira looked up, eyes locking onto his female partner, and said softly, "Go ahead." -"I can handle watching the target alone for awhile. It's not as if he's doing anything right now."-

She paused, her fingers fiddling against his. -"Is it that obvious?"-

-"Yes, Stellar. It's very obvious you want to have some fun with them."-

-"Stellar is grateful. Thank you, Kira!"- Stellar hugged him happily, while replying almost neutrally to Auel, "Let's go then."

He watched as Auel slinked off back to his buddies with Stellar in tow and asked questioningly, -"A pal from an old remnant of a mission?"-

He spotted Stellar stiffen up as she responded him, -"…Yes. Y-you-you won't tell him right?"-

-"You know we're not supposed to establish relationships during our missions but…"- Kira removed his eyes from Stellar's shadow and was mildly curious when he saw someone else approaching him.

-"Stellar is really sorry! Kira-Kira won't tell anyone, please. Sorry, sorry, sorry!"-

The panicked apology came across his brain very quickly and he had to suppress a grin. –"It's alright, Stellar. I won't tell."- He could feel her relief, even though their brainwave comm. device weren't empathic tools.

–"Stellar thinks she owes you something, Kira."-

-"It's nothing rea-"- He immediately cut off, shocked with the sudden forward approach; there was a woman inching beside him, running a finger over his exposed thigh.

-"Kira?"- came the concerned voice of Stellar.

-"I'm fine, Stellar. Go back to your games."-

"Hello," purred the red-head. She gazed at him seductively, or she at least tried to but failed with the bruised eye.

"Ahh-uhmm," Kira glanced at her uncomfortably, slightly put-off with having to deal with this, and slightly outraged that she dared to touch him like that.

"Don't worry, I won't dump you for a man like that blond bitch did." She leaned in closer with every word and Kira inched backwards.

"Miss-" He glanced to the side, spotting Stellar down her first drink.

"Call me Deb, honey." She brushed her lips teasingly on his cheek.

"Deb. Please, would you remove your hand from my leg." He didn't want this woman to jump him. He absolutely did not especially when he was like this.

"Don't worry…" She nipped at his collarbone while fingering his choker, not even hiding the fact that she was staring at his cleavage. "I'll be gentle with you."

"No, no thank you." He pried the woman's fingers off his arm but as soon as he did that, she flattened him against the soft couch. Once again, the damned manicured hand climbed up his leg; he was unwilling to think of what would happen if she were to feel him up. Not to mention…what if she finds that handgun he hid under his dress?

"Oh, but I think so…" She trailed a finger across his cheek.

"Really, Deb. Get away from me." He slapped her hand away, only to see it dancing down his chest. "Have to get her off without using any force…!" He made a grab for her wrist, only to be countered; the older woman held his hand in a bone-breaking grip. She was cyber-enhanced.

"Your mouth says no, but your eyes say yes," she cooed. He could feel the tension of her muscles when she leaned in closer.

"Stubborn old…" Resisting the urge to kick her off of himself, he tried to cry out to Stellar, -"Didn't want to interrupt but - getting her off of-"- Again, he was cut off with a bold move from Deb; the full-on, unwanted kiss made him act out on instinct and punch her in the gut.

Gurgling, Deb released him and she spewed out alcohol all over the table. She eyed him, visibly disgusted, "You're rather ungrateful I paid attention to you."

He got up and away from her, smoothing out his skirt, "I never asked for your consideration to give me pleasure." He could feel eyes on him. "Damn it, I'm attracting attention."

The red-head fumbled and got up, storming towards him. "I'm going to mess up your pretty little face, giving lip like that."

Kira watched her warily and backed away slowly, -"Stellar, I think this is as good as any time to act as the overprotective girlfriend."-

"Whore!" She lunged at him, ready to swipe his face.

He lifted his arms in defence…and Stellar acted right on time and splashed her drink all over Deb's face.

"What do you think you're doing?" growled his blond companion. She placed herself between Deb and Kira, glaring icicles at the red-head. The men from Auel's table also advanced and flanked the two females, while people began turning heads to watch the commotion.

-"Kira, what now?"-

She wiped her mascara-running eyes before shaking an accusatory finger at Stellar. "Don't talk to me like that when you clearly left your woman alone."

-"Absolutely no fighting. We can't afford our target moving."-

"What's going on, Blond?" Auel glanced at Stellar then back at the red-head.

Stellar spoke in a relatively calm manner, "She tried to jump Kira."

The young man chuckled, a bit surprised. "Didn't know you were that popular with the ladies." He raised his hands up when Kira turned his vision onto Auel. "And of course, I'm not saying that you aren't popular with the guys as well."

-"Kira…"- Eying warily at Deb, Stellar silently rushed him. –"Think of something!"-

Shaking out of his blush from the blunet's earlier comment, he clung onto Stellar's arm. –"I have an idea."- Quickly he bit his own tongue, feeling a burning sensation erupt from his mouth followed with the metallic taste of blood. His eyes sprung tears; he took the new advantage and started to sob onto Stellar's back.

-"Ehh?"- alarmed Stellar spun around and glanced at the brunet. –"Kira?"-

-"Work with me here!"- hissed Kira through the link while sobbing falsely, "Don't fight her…I-I don't want to see you hurt."

Understanding, the blond hugged Kira, stroking his hair in a comforting manner. "I promise I won't fight her." Stellar threw Deb a venomous look before guiding her distraught 'girlfriend' away. "Goodbye."

"You-you-" The red-head pouted and swore. "Come back here, bi-"

Auel interrupted her, "You heard Stellar. Goodbye. Now amscray."

Both Stellar and Kira disappeared into the herds of people, looking for another table that would give them a favorable view of the man they're after. Before they vanished behind the corner though, they heard Deb's high-pitched scream coupled with Auel's mirth-filled laughter.

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-"Don't think too much about it. Stellar…Stellar is sorry she couldn't help you sooner."-

He shuddered and wrinkled his nose. -"It's alright. I hope you had fun anyway even though it was cut short rather abruptly."-

-"Of course Stellar had fun! Stellar misses Auel so much…"- She covered her mouth before she mistakenly spills out any more of her inner thoughts.

Kira smiled awkwardly, fiddling with his new drink. –"Don't worry about it so much…I'm sure you'll see him some other time."- He checked the time blinking in a screen above them, a more serious expression dawning his face. –"It's nearly one a.m., Stellar."-

The blond shifted and groped Kira when another couple walked by that clearly showed interest in them. –"Right. The exchange should be happening soon."-

Trying quite hard to remain passive but rather impossible to ignore the fact that his government partner was groping his false breasts, he blushed; clearly he didn't need to act the part of the shy girlfriend when he was, in some ways, shy in nature. At first glance, people can even call it innocence but…"At least it wasn't Deb."

-"…"- He fixed his ruffled corset and provocative white shirt.

-"Aww…lighten up! Stellar didn't mean to make you even more uncomfortable-"- She played with her silver arm bands while continuing to talk to him through the brainwave comm. device. –"-but Neo told us to always give one-hundred and ten percent on missions."-

-"Of course, Stellar."-

He rested his cheek on his hand and watched as men and women alike fan across the dance floor, molding into distinct couples of the same sex. It was an underground bar after all and for what ever the reason their target chose this place, he didn't want to know. All he could register is the fact that he was disguised as a woman and was attracting, not men, but other women. He was grimly humored by the fact that a part of him cared when he was ogled at by the men.

"Miss, would you like your drink to be refilled?"

At an instant, his violet eyes trained onto the being with the mechanical female voice. Relaxing, he nodded with assent and mused, "Has the defining line between humans and cybernetic robots really been this blurred?"

The robotic waitress dressed in a playboy bunny costume bowed and sauntered away, picking through the bodies of dancing figures; at several occasions, the people slapped the mechanized piece of bottom while she walked past them. The waitress merely laughed it off and kept walking. Stellar noted Kira's changing expressions when he was observing the waitress' actions from disgust to curiosity.

-"A penny for your thoughts?"- Stellar grabbed his refilled drink and took a sip, staring inquisitively at him.

He openly whined with his modified voice, "I was going to finish that drink!" Taking care to pout and twirl his longer hair with an index finger, he answered his younger partner privately, -"What are we doing Stellar?"-

The blond girl smiled mischievously and gave him a 'civil' peck on the cheek before returning the drink; she spoke in a low sultry voice, "I'm sorry. Don't be angry." –"We're here to catch a law breaker?"- If she was confused by his question, she didn't show it.

"Does it look like I'm angry?" He brushed his cheek lightly before resting his eyes on the dance floor while taking calculated glances at their target. –"That's not what I meant."-

Stellar was disturbed by his perplexing thought pattern, -"…?"-

-"What are we, as humans, doing?"- His eyes were glazed over, unseeingly focused on a single, random person dancing; his mind was running. He thought back to Deb, a human implementing machine parts to her own flesh, while the waitress is fully machine in the form of a human. –"Why are we tampering with technology, only to stunt its development when the experiments develop a sense of self?"- He smiled and blushed automatically when the girl he was staring at blew him a kiss. –"Is it correct to, instead of using cyber robotics, use human genetics such as ourselves to counter these human puppets?"-

-"Uhmm…"-

-"What will develop if they understand their abuse? How about human genetic research? Does the world know of that abuse as well?"- His eyes darkened, imagining the horrific damage one robot can do, let alone every robot in the world, if they were to understand their fate as tools of humanity.

-"…You're confusing Stellar, Kira."- Her brows were wrinkled into a frown when she processed his thoughts.

-"Are we at the brink of a world revolution where there would be robotic-"-

"Hey!" yelled Stellar quite suddenly. Startled, Kira followed her line of sight, quickly cursing at his lax. The target was disappearing behind a door

They both got up from their corner table and tried to shuffle through the large crowd but the bodies pressing against them were able to separate the brunet from the blond. The young man now currently a woman had to press his skirt down as he pushed through the people, afraid that the piece of clothing would tug away from his waist; he swore under his breath, unheard over the loud music, eyes searching for the nearest exit.

-"Where are you Stellar?"-

The beat of the music and flashing lights were disorienting, as was the smell of smoke, sweat, and alcohol hovering in the air. He pushed back the fringe of his hair in frustration; he could barely hear his own thoughts, let alone Stellar's.

"There's too much brainwave interference."

He contemplated in revealing his identity to the entire bar, a great risk since that would end the undercover part of the mission, and would most obviously cause panic and tension. The idea was dismissed when he was shoved into a couple, who quickly pushed him away and caused him to lose grace and dignity on the high-heeled boots. There was a hum of laughter around him when he got up, clearly embarrassed when he adjusted his skirt but there was no time left to be concerned for his personal state; he had to find the hidden exit where their target entered.

He breathed deeply, eyes frantically darting left and right; he was about to-

BANG!

Jumping visibly, his hand immediately reached for his gun hidden under his dress but stopped when his slender fingers brushed the metallic weapon, hearing the loud announcement from a speaker.

"EVERYONE STOP. POLICE!"

Kira bit his lip in deep thought, eyes troubled, "…Who tipped off the local police about the heist!" He fretfully clenched his hands, "We don't have time for this! By the time they're done interfering, the target will be long gone."

"SEPARATE YOURSELVES. MALES TO THE EAST SIDE AND FEMALES TO THE WEST SIDE OF THE ROOM."

He looked up, following the flow of females to the other side of the room, and spotted the four person squad. There was a stoic blond male carrying a gun tightly in his hand, his index finger loosely hovering on top of the trigger. The only female with russet-purple color hair had her arms crossed, eyes scanning the crowd. Beside her, glowing red eyes glared at the people that were showing physical dissent, and he threateningly placed a hand over his gun. Their captain, approximately the same age as himself with dark azure hair, held the mic in his hand; he was definitely the authority with his corporal posture.

With everyone moving, he was able to take glimpses of the door he was searching for and also…he spotted his blond partner dashing towards it. –"Stell-'s…g-ing ah-d, Ki-a…!"- Staying rooted on the ground, he glanced back and forth at the stream of people pushing against him, inconspicuously watching the group of four; he deciphered the jumbled message from her and glanced at the door, watching Stellar make a beeline around the many people but…

"STOP!"

…apparently, he wasn't the only person to notice.

"Damn it."

The black-haired youth jumped over the railings and landed with a heavy thump on the floor; the captain tossed the mic towards the woman and began chasing after Stellar as well.

Alarms going off in his head, Kira made his way towards the pair of officers. "I have to stop them from catching her." He ran towards them, boots clicking inaudibly against the floor. "HEY! WAIT!"

The blue-haired man stopped and turned his head partially; in his hand was an electrical short-circuit gun. Kira plowed right into him before getting up unstably on his feet and running after the man with the red-eyes. He heard the man behind him mumble incoherently, "Probably…a part of the dealing", but he ignored him and the prickling sensation of his neck hair standing on end; the brunet escaped through the door.

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End Part 1 of 3

Let's see…warning for next chapter cause it involves heavy petting meaning I'm upping the rating to this story.

To clear up something, Kira and Stellar are genetically enhanced and do not have cyber prosthetics while Athrun and Shinn (Luna and Rey as well) do have the cyber brain.

Thank you for your valuable time readers.

Constructive criticism is definitely welcomed.

Spyrit