Disclaimer: ……. I'm not saying it again, you can't make me!

Chapter 3

Patchwork

Kira loved her, and he knew he did, but he couldn't bring himself to tell her. He grabbed the keys, locked the front door, jumped into his Mustang and sped off after her.

It took no time at all for the Mustang to catch up with her Hyundai rental. However he wasn't sure how to stop her once he caught up to her. They were headed in the opposite direction of the city. A passing lane was coming up, he put on his blinker and hauled out. Keeping an eye on the road, but still wanting to fix things he mouthed to her, "Pull over and we'll talk."

She mouthed back, "Go to Hell!" and pressed the accelerator harder.

Kira just blinked, he had never seen her like this before, he was really sorry fo… that was it! She wanted him to say he was sorry, then everything will be normal again.

By the time his brilliant little head figured this much out the passing lane was closing in, she was doing well over 130 km/h.

He waited for another passing lane, and then he pulled out once more, he figured that the top speed for the little Hyundai was around 130 because she didn't accelerate when he pulled up to her. He got the car as close as he could without endangering himself and Cagalli. He looked her straight in the face, if any traffic was coming they could watch for him, and mouthed the words, "I'm sorry."

"Sure you are!" She mouthed back. Then she did something he had never seen her do before, she stuck up her finger to him.

He was speechless. He pulled back behind her. They traveled like that for five minutes, he noticed in her mirror that she was crying. "I'm so sorry." he said, his eyes started to water too.

He remembered one time when he had saw a police chase, the cop stopped the criminal by spinning their car around. "Maybe it'll work." He thought out loud.

He eased the car ahead and gently, so as to not scratch either car, placed the passenger side of his bumper against the driver's side of hers, and turned the wheel just a tiny bit. At the speeds they were going he knew it wouldn't take much for either one of them to go out of control.

Her car spun around just as he had planned. She went right to the edge of the highway. He waited for his car to brake to a stop. Then he ran over to her. He opened the door, she got out in a hurry. "He grabbed her by the arm and started to apologize, "I'm sorr…" Slap! She had slapped him just as she had done when they first met.

"Are you crazy! You could have killed us both! Oh my God! I'm so sorry." She cried out.

"It's okay," he said rubbing his now red cheek, "I want you to know that I'm sorry for everything, and that I love you too."

"She stared into his violet eyes. "Do you? Really?"

He nodded.

"Then why didn't you say goodbye!" She said in an irritated voice.

"Because I didn't want to admit to myself that I might never see you again."

"Kira?"

"Mmhhmm."

"I'm sorry for everything too."

Then there was a long and passionate kiss. When they parted he said, "Let's go home." She nodded, and they both got into the Mustang and drove back.

When they arrived, there was a package on the door step. "Not another one!" He exclaimed.

This time there was not even a name on it, no address, no return address, no 'To' and 'From'.

They brought it inside and laid it on the table, it felt like it was made of material, but it was heavy. They decided to open it together, inside they found a note that read.

Dear new neighbor(s),

Hello, welcome to this lovely little town. We hope you enjoy it here, we should get together and have a barbeque some time.

Your new neighbors,

The Robinsons

Inside there was a beautiful queen size patchwork quilt. Kira thought it suited them, he kissed her on the forehead, she smiled, something he hadn't seen her do in a week. They began to unpack the groceries. Preparing for their new life, together, like a patchwork quilt.