-Sephiroth: The One Winged Angel-

-Sephiroth: The One Winged Angel-

Wing 3: Low Class

The honey haired woman stepped out shortly after I had given my answer. It was true; I had allegiance to nobody. I was—what you say—neutral, at this point. I felt the need to answer to no one, and I didn't exactly agree with the war and the circumstances that surrounded it. Still, Lunamaria was right. At this point, it was best for everyone to be on a side. Still, I knew not what my fate would be in the Zaft forces. After about three minutes of the younger pilots talking, they came back in and sat at the table. I laced my fingers together, staring straight ahead. My mind was racing, and I wondered if this side was really the right side to join. No side was really right in a war.

"Mysti, don't be worried." Lunamaria said. "Captain Gladys is really kind. She'll offer you some position on the ship, I bet."

"I'm not worried." I muttered.

"You look like it." The blonde responded coolly.

"…I've never been on a side before. It's strange to me."

"I know, but it'll all work out." Lunamaria touched my arm. "You just see."

I smiled as the black haired boy leaned in towards me. I backed away a bit, a perplexed look on my face.

"Y-yes?" I asked unsurely.

"What's the name of your mobile suit again?" He asked.

"Sephiroth." I answered slowly.

"Why does it only have one Wing on it?"

"Father designed it that way for me."

"Oh…how'd you manage to pilot it like that?"

"It was kind of difficult at first, but one day…well, it's a long story."

"Tell me!" He said anxiously.

"Well, I was taking out Sephiroth for the fifth time that year. I had almost given up on piloting it, but something told me to take it out that day. I was over the ocean, and a storm was forming, and I got caught in it. Sephiroth and I were tossed into the ocean a couple of times, but finally, I managed to get it up into the sky. The storm lasted for another good two hours, in which I had to keep Sephiroth in the air or afloat."

"What a dangerous way to learn."

"Hey, I didn't ask for the storm to catch me. It just did and if it didn't, I probably couldn't pilot Sephiroth like I do now."

Captain Gladys came back in, holding a grunt uniform. I grimaced; I knew what was coming. "The Chairman said to let you start off as a grunt, for now. Maybe you can work your way into a red coat."

I sighed, but nodded, taking the grunt clothes with reluctant but open arms. Lunamaria flashed me an "I told you so" smile. I saluted and smiled at Captain Gladys.

"Thank you so much for this opportunity." I said graciously. "I'll work my way up higher."

"Good, because I believe you have too much skill to stay a grunt for much longer. You'll bunk with Shinn." She nodded to the black haired boy.

Captain Gladys instructed Shinn to bunk with me, which I was a bit uncomfortable with because Lunamaria was the only person I knew. I went to a bathroom and changed into my grunt clothes, which was a short sleeved green shirt with dark green cargo pants. I frowned and then stepped out of the bathroom, following behind my new roommate.

I could tell that Shinn was uncomfortable having me as a roommate. First of all, I was a grunt soldier bunking with one of the best of the Zaft fleet. Secondly, I was a girl, and the both of us weren't all that comfortable around each other. Thirdly, I barely knew him. I wanted to bunk with Lunamaria. At least she would be kind to me. Shinn and I reached the room that I would be sharing with him. It was generally basic with a blue desk with a picture and a cell phone on it. There was a chest at the bottom of the bunk beds. Shinn ran and scrambled to the top, sitting up defiantly.

"I call top bunk, grunt." He said condescendingly. I frowned and knelt at the bottom bunk. "Then I have the bottom." I said, turning my head towards the door. "What do grunts do, anyway?"

"Fight when they're told to by their superiors. This, by the way, will be me." Shinn said, pointing at himself.

Oh, hell no, I thought to myself. "Fine, Captain Shinn." I said, sitting on the bottom bunk. I looked up and saw him hanging upside down, his eyes level with mine. "Yes, Captain?" I asked, turning away.

"Come up here."

"For what?"

"I call a contest. Let's decide who'll have the top bunk."

"No, keep it." I said, lying down. "It's not all that important to me."

"Aw, don't keep me hanging!"

"Oh, so cliché, Captain Shinn." I sighed as Shinn fell off of the top bunk and onto his bottom. I covered my grin, but ended up laughing anyway. Shinn glared at me, but smirked in spite of himself. "Oh, oh, oh, so cliché, Clumsy Captain Shinn."

"Stop saying that, now!" He yelled, blushing from embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, Captain." Then I started laughing all over again.

Shinn growled lowly, leaving the room. I was afraid I had hurt his feelings by laughing at him, but the whole situation had been a purely comedic affair from the start, ever since he hung over the edge of the bunk. I decided to follow after him to apologize. I found him talking with the blue haired boy from before. The two looked at me as I came through the doors, and Shinn frowned and folded his arms across his chest, glaring at me. The blue haired boy glanced from Shinn to me and back again.

"Did something…happen between you two?" He asked.

"Nothing, really, Athrun." Shinn said, turning towards him. Then Shinn glanced at me from the side. "She's just a rude little grunt that won't follow orders."

"Sure, I'm the rude one in this situation. Does "I call top bunk, grunt" ring a bell?" I asked, wagging my finger around.

"Oh, okay, how about this? "Fine, Captain Shinn."

"That was only because you spoke down to me!"

"You're a grunt; what the hell do you expect? The royal treatment?"

Shinn pushed past me and stormed towards his room. I had the sudden urge to punch him in the face. "Don't mind Shinn, Mysti. He'll get used to you."