Well, this is my first Gundam SEED story, so I hope you all like it!
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"Yzak!" Dearka called from his current position under the bed. "What the hell was I thinking?" he muttered as he tried to maneuver his way out of his predicament.
He had decided earlier in the week that his side of the room that he shared with Yzak was just too cluttered. He started cleaning early in the evening, and was almost done, but there was a slight problem…he was stuck.
"Yzak!" he hollered again, hoping his roommate would come to his aid. He continued his yelling while trying to wriggle out from under the bed, but to no avail. Panting slightly from his efforts, and wondering if maybe Yzak had just stepped out of the room momentarily, he cried his friend's name as loud as he could.
Giving up on any outside help, he thought that maybe he should have listened to Yzak when he told him to cut back on all the strawberry sweets.
A few hours later, a decidedly grumpy Dearka emerged from the bedroom to see an unruffled Yzak, sitting on the couch, going over strategies. "Yzak!" Dearka yelled when he came to a stop next to his friend, in hopes of startling him.
"Yes Dearka," came Yzak's easy reply without even looking up from his work. Dearka's jaw dropped as he realized that Yzak had never come to help him in his hour, well, hours of need, even though he could hear him clearly the whole time.
"Why didn't you answer me?" I was stuck under the bed for hours! A pissed off Dearka demanded.
"Too much effort," Yzak calmly stated, still not looking up from his work.
"It was too much effort to walk into the next room to help your best friend? Dearka asked incredulously.
"Pretty much," Yzak responded. As he stared dumbstruck at Yzak, the silver-haired boy looked up, smirking, "Maybe if you had listened to me and stopped pigging out on all of those strawberry flavored sweets, you wouldn't have gotten stuck in the first place baka," he said, his smirk widening.
Kuso! Why did he always have to know what he was thinking? Though he thought the baka part was pushing it. It wasn't his fault that strawberry was such a delicious flavor. He released a frustrated sigh as he sat down on the other end of the couch. As Yzak went back to his work, thoroughly pleased with himself, Dearka started contemplating revenge.
He should have known Yzak would just sit here. He was yelling loud enough to wake the whole ship. Inspiration struck the blond haired pilot in that moment. He rose from his seat, coming to stand directly in front of Yzak, a triumphant smirk on his face. Yzak tilted his head upward at him with an annoyed look clouding his features.
"You know Yzak," Dearka started, bringing himself down to Yzak's eyelevel before continuing, "The rest of the crew is going to want to know what happened."
Yzak, now moving past annoyed to angry because of Dearka's taunting, took the bait, "And why's that Elsman?"
Dearka went in for the kill, moving his lips to Yzak's ear, "Well, the whole ship probably heard as I screamed your name in the…" he paused for dramatic effect, "…heat of the moment."
Dearka, with a rush of satisfaction, walked back into the bedroom, leaving behind a red-faced, slack-jawed Yzak Joule.
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That's that! I hope it was good! Please tell me what you think. Thank you for reading!
The Angelic Demoness
