Whoohoo! I'm so happy for all the positive reviews! Thanks tons, guys! ^_^

Special thanks to: Chevira Lowe(hehe. perhaps, but that's ok ^_~), kapies(I cried too! that's when I decided I just *had* to write a fic where he lived ^_^), AnimeObsessed(thank you! I'm glad you like it =), WildfireFriendship(hehe, this chapter is a *bit* longer. I think ^^), Kaylee(yes! I love the power of being an author. in my world, anything goes! LOL), ***(and continue I shall! ^_~), gundamesca(er.. gomen? I fixed it, thanks ^^; I appreciate the help, I really do. that's an easy mistake to miss tho, isn't it? ehh ^^;), Marie(thank ya mucho! ^_^), Flowery(flowery-sama! ::glomps:: I'm so very happy you like my universe, hehe ^___^), Mabi(hehe, wasn't it just so sad? ::sniff:: especially so when Tune was saying about how Ernest loved Gareas ;_;), FireDragon(I did, I did! ^_~)

I dedicate this chapter, and well, fic, to Flowery-sama! because she's a great friend ^___^ love you, girl! =)

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Zero ran down the halls of GOA, his hair swaying into his eyes. He was late again.

"Damn it, Kizna's going to kill me."

By the time he reached the training room, the other Candidates and Repairers were already there. Azuma looked, of course, less than pleased.

"Eighty-eight, would it kill you to get to one lesson on time?" he snapped.

"Sorry, I was.. er.." Zero scratched the back of his head.

"Being a sorry excuse for a Candidate," a familiar voice muttered.

Zero turned his attention to Hiead, the red-eyed boy was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn't even looking at Zero, but the brown-haired boy knew it was him who had spoken.

He glared, and was about to retort, when he was cut off by Kizna's elbow ramming into his ribcage.

"Don't get into more trouble then you already are!" she hissed.

"If you girls are done," Azuma said coolly, "let's get started with today's objectives."

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"Zero! What do you think you're doing!?" Kizna's annoyed voice yelled at him through the control speakers.

Her partner ignored her, continuing to attack Hiead who he was fighting against. At least he was trying to. The other boy would simply move his mechanical suit away, then land a hit to his opponent.

Kizna sighed, her cat-ears drooping. If Zero never listened to her, how were they going to be a better team? Despite the fact she sometimes yelled at or teased him, Kizna felt connected with Zero on some plain.

They were partners, and thus had to be close. But him ignoring her warnings and tactics was doing nothing but getting him into trouble.

"Zero! Would you listen to me??!"

"Not now, Kizna!" he called back.

The girl growled. She glanced at Ikhny, and her anger slipped away. The other girl's brown eyes were on the battle, watching Hiead's every moves and instructing him whether he listened to her or not. Kizna knew she should feel grateful that although Zero sometimes didn't listen, at least they got along. But Ikhny.. her partner ignored her all together. In fact, Hiead was nothing but cruel to her. Like he was with everyone else. Did that boy care for *no one*?

Zero hit the ground with a thud, the artificial dust wafting up into the air. He glared at Hiead, who's suit was standing above his.

"You truly are pathetic," the other boy spat. "You keep claiming your going to become a pilot, but it's nothing but a worthless dream."

"I'll show you who's worthless, Hiead!" Zero exclaimed, scowling, as he moved to his feet. Gods, this boy really knew what buttons to push!

Their mecha's hands locked together, as they pushed against one another in what appeared to be a contest of strength. Hiead was smirking, while Zero was scowling.

"I *am* going to become a pilot!" Zero spat. "Just you watch! I'll be one while you'll be watching on the side lines!"

"Hn," Hiead snorted. He changed tactics, and instead of pushing against Zero's mecha, he pulled.

Zero was taken by surprise, and the back of his mecha once more hit the ground as Hiead flipped him over his head.

The battle was over, and Hiead had won.

"We'll fight again," Hiead said as he stared triumphantly at Zero's mecha, "once you learn how to fight properly."

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In the hospital wing, Ernest's hair suddenly started to glow with his EX energy. The once golden strands seemed to be rustled by an unfelt and impossible breeze. Slowly, his pale eyes slid open.

Ernest was awake.