Phase 01 –

Amethyst eyes slowly opened upon a brunette who was lying on his bed. Chestnut hair tousled upon his pillow and streams of sunlight broke through the curtains. It was a near angelic scene and as Kira pushed himself up he yawned again. It was peaceful and serene in his home in Orb; it was days like those that made him happy. Days like those that he ever permitted himself to feel happy. To allow that small slim smile appear upon his face. It was truly a shame that the Ultimate Coordinator did not smile as often, did not genuinely smile often. For when he did the warmth of it could melt any heart and its sheer brilliance could light any room. A certain glow that was never present when he feigned happiness, a smile he now often wore. Not that anyone could ever tell the difference but the select few people around him who truly knew him.

A gentle rapping upon the door immediately caught his attention and he turned, sitting up before he called lightly, "Come in," and a blonde female glanced at him from behind the door hesitantly before opening the door wider.

"Geez Kira, one day you're going to die from sleeping so much," Cagalli remarked as she stepped inside, a hand upon her hip as she stared at him. The brunette smiled in returned before the Orb Representative walked up to him, taking small yet confident steps across the floor. "C'mon breakfast is down stairs. Athrun and I are just about to leave," Cagalli said ruffling his hair before turning. Though she tossed a look over her shoulder. "Lacus is still downstairs though," she smiled genuinely, eyes softening before she left the door lightly clicking behind her. And Kira was again left alone to frown. Why did everyone assume he was infatuated with Lacus Clyne? Not that he had never bore such an attraction towards her though those feelings had died shortly after the second war, yet he nonetheless still thought of her as a close friend. Not that they had ever even officially been a couple par say. No one ever listened though, not that they teased though they always held a sort of knowing look that sometimes caused even Kira to be irritated. He shrugged it off quickly before changing out of his pajamas. Slipping into his usual black skinny jeans and the high collared black top he looked over himself briefly in the mirror. He could see that the dread of fighting in the war had slowly begun to lift and he hoped that eventually he'd be able to forgive himself for everything he had done. He winced remembering a friend of Athrun's someone whom he remembered to be a pianist by the name of Nicol Amarfi.

His hand reached up to rub the thin bridge of his nose as he frowned before shaking the thought away. The war was over; he wasn't expected to protect the world anymore. He wouldn't have to kill anymore. He wouldn't have to pick up his sword. And he knew that he could only hope that the world stayed as it was, and much like what he had told Durandal, if another war did make itself known he would stand and fight. Protect those he cared for and fight by his country's side. He knew that whenever he did so, lives were saved, and yet that guilty pang of his heart never ceased, and he hoped that it would never lessen. The first time I had to shoot somebody… It turned my stomach. They told me I'd get used to it in time… And that's what happened. He did not want to turn into a cold-hearted killer. Killing those who were ignorant to the truth, killing them with his seed.

He shook off the thought before he stepped out of his door. Faint sounds of shuffling could be heard downstairs most likely Lacus as she was perhaps putting the dishes away. Walking down the spiral of steps he reached the bottom plank with a light creaking and the pink haired songstress turned immediately, smiling kindly at the Yamato boy. "Good morning sleepy head," she smiled her voice was as soft as it was soothing and he smiled in return before taking a seat. There were eggs laid out in front of him, and the bacon was thin and crisp. Its tempting aroma had already reached him while he was upstairs and now its scent was mixed with that of freshly brewed coffee. A normal continental breakfast and Kira thanked her gratefully before beginning to eat himself. "Don't be silly," she replied waving away his thanks, "I'm already used to it," she said with a soft giggle. The words were meant to comfort and yet they brought back memories of the first war. Words Andrew Waltfeld himself had said. Humans can get used to anything, even killing each other. Hiding a frown that the pink-haired idol had caught but ignored, leaving him to his thoughts. "Ah, Cagalli and Athrun have already left. You know how busy Cagalli is." She said with a small smile and Kira returned the gesture.

"Cagalli told me she was leaving already," he chuckled lightly, "Told me I was sleeping too much again," he continued before smiling slightly. It was a small smile though Lacus was clearly happy to see him in good spirits. She glanced out the window; the weather seemed to shine so that the ultimate coordinator would smile for it though nonetheless her heart sank. It was always the weather, or Cagalli or his friends who made him truly smile now. People like Sai or Athrun. She couldn't make him happy anymore; she could only be there whenever he fell, to pick him up again. The cloudless day let little stand in the way of its brilliance and the salty ocean just outside their window sparkled with the reflection of the sun.

"It looks beautiful outside, doesn't it?" Lacus asked, a small smile graced her lips as she turned to Kira, and his expression softened as he nodded.

"Yeah, it does," he replied almost dreamily and Lacus walked up towards him delicately raising his arm.

"Let's go outside for a walk," she smiled as the brunette got up and followed almost obediently behind her. A light breeze twirled around them though it did little to rid of the summer heat. The songstress' hair seemed to be a crown of pink and he again wondered why whenever they stepped outside, they were never crowded by paparazzi nor blinded by flashing lights. A small flicker of worriment flashed across her face, as if she was wondering the same thing, before she turned to him. Lacus always seemed to talk to him as if he were a small and fragile child, and yet at the same level as any adult. Perhaps it was her kind nature, though the trait seemed to have a negative effect as depending on ones mood, her tone could sound different, and gave Kira the feeling of being treated as a child. "It's nice when it's so peaceful, isn't it?" the pink-haired idol smiled again. And Kira nodded. "It seems…" she began, worriment in her voice which caused Kira to immediately snap into attention. "The Atlantic Federation has grown weary of Orb's political ideals. Where they stand in the world," Lacus bit her lip nervously and Kira frowned, not liking the expression on her face. "They want Orb to become part of the Earth Alliance."


"They want what!?" hands slammed hard upon the oak table in Orb's base. Cagalli Yula Athha, the young adopted daughter of the former leader of Orb stood, fully clothed in uniform glaring at the members seated around her at the table, as if everything that was happening was their blame. "They want us to sign a treaty to stand by the side of the Earth Alliance!? That's absolutely…! What do they intend to do, there is no war raging and above that Orb has always stood by their ideals, and I don't plan to change that."

"Representative, perhaps they have grown restless, especially with this temporary time of peace they believe it will not last. Especially after the two wars before this." A male spoke up, dark green hair cropped short and pulled back as not to fall into his eyes, and a pair of thick rimmed glasses framed his face.

"But starting an alliance now of all times will make the PLANTs representative restless, and that would only invite another war," the blonde said, brows furrowed though a stubborn expression upon her delicate features. "As always we will refuse their offer to join Alliance's as Orb will stand by their ideals." Murmurs all around the table. No princess, strength is a necessity. There will always be conflict. The words echoed in her mind, she had already convinced herself that Durandal was not correct, that his words were lies. But as she became ruler of Orb she soon discovered faint truths in his words, or was she always just trying to protect her own world?

"But what if the country burns? If the Earth Alliance attacks?" one man called out, frustrated and confused, unable to forget the past.

"Are they under the influence of Blue Cosmos?"

"What if what happened with the Seiran's happens again?"

"Can't we just allow the peace to last?

"But then if we wait that long another war will arrive, and who knows what will be left of Orb then?

"Sign the treaty! That'll ensure the Earth Alliance's safety as well as ours!"

"Everyone please!" the representative exclaimed, pleading for them to cease their doubts, though they could tell that it was no request but a command and everyone immediately hushed. "Orbs Ideals are the only things that keep us strong, that defines our nation. Orb will not attack another nation, will not allow another nation to attack them, and will not intervene in the conflicts of other nations," Cagalli continued, her last word exaggerated so that everyone knew that it was she who ruled Orb. "My decision is that we will not join the Earth Alliance and continue to stand as a neutral nation." A few seemed prepared to detest though the representative's auburn gaze immediately silenced them again. The others nodded. Understanding what the princess of Orb wanted and hurriedly did as she had requested.


A brunette sat alone in a near dark room, her face and figure illuminated by a faint violet glow. "So, they've disagreed?" the female smirked, a crude smile upon full pink lips. Not that she had not expected anything different. Her slender hand came to free strands of hair to the side of her face twirling the straight chestnut strands eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. "I had thought as much," she said to herself. "Orb is indeed an interesting nation, but with power I suppose they could be a neutral country if they wish." Her legs were crossed, and in her free hand was a delicate glass. Its thin stem held between three fingers as she lightly spun the cup, the liquid spinning hypnotically in its chalice. "But a threat if left alone. They betrayed us in the first war, I want them held onto by a firm leash," she whispered the delicate stem snapping in two, it's contents spilling onto the cold marble floor as the glass shattered on the hard surface.

"With such a great divide amongst the species now living with us, no one can be neutral anymore. That would not be fair," she smiled menacingly again, pushing herself up from the chair gracefully before striding off from her office. "Ms. Kujyou," a man bowed low, a hand resting before his chest, allowing her to walk in front. She smiled all too innocently as she walked forward. She was of course a strong believer of Blue Cosmos, that was without the media knowing. She was also a very important woman, as was anyone who ruled a nation. The Atlantic Federation, the most powerful faction of the Earth Alliance. And she had quite a bit of power. Are weapons really the cause of all this suffering? Or does the real answer lie within the human heart? They were brave and famous words, spoken by none other than a Lacus Clyne. Her expression did not waver as she stepped into the dark limousine; 'The human heart really is a twisted thing.' The female thought back, her expression darkening. Hana Kujyou; Representative of the Atlantic Federation, Coordinator.


Author's Note: -le gasp- What!? A coordinator! Just repeating that if you missed it. It may or may not be important in the future. But anyways here's the next chapter, hope you liked it! Comments and Constructive Criticism would be loved! I think I got some of the quotes wrong, sorry about that. I haven't worked on anything else but this, at least as much as fanfictions are concerned. So I hope you are very very grateful. And again please comment! It makes me happy x) Oh an yes, Hana is me x) I r Evilllll.



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