time can't heal

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Summary: You can write anything in your LJ. Aki, a son abandoned by his father, decides to write about his parents. He's only 12 and yet he has a lot to say and he'll have more to say when something unexpected happens.

Disclaimer: Mobile Suit Gundam Seed/ Mobile Suit Gundam Seed Destiny or anything related to it is has no ownership of mine.

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3 – meat stuffed cabbage

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Aki (fallenchild) wrote,

September 25, 2006

current mood: indescribable

current music: I write songs not tragedies - panicatthedisco

About mom

My mom was always there for me unlike a certain blue-haired creep who abandoned his family. Of course, I love her dearly. But why can't she get over him? She still thinks of him, I can always tell when she ponders about him.

Quite honestly, my mom and dad never actually divorced. My so-called father just left without a clue. I have no idea how she changed back her surname from Zala back to Athha, but hey, no complaints on my side. I'd hate having to live in that bastard's name.

I remember once when Kira told me how they met. It was at a yacht party. Anyways, my uncle had been against their relationship, but my mom was just so stubborn.

-

"Aki! Could you leave the computer for a second!" Cagalli hollered from the foot of the stairs. Her foot tapping impatiently, as she stole anxious glances from her watch.

She was about to call her son again when he broke in. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" He arrived down the stairs in exactly eight seconds, staggering a bit. "Well, c'mon. You know Meyrin's coming over for dinner and I want the meal to be special."

"Yes, mom…" He groaned, fixing his sleeve. Then to Aki's astonish, Cagalli ruffled his hair out of the blue.

"Hey, mom! It took me along time to get my hair to stay like that." He complained in an almost shouting voice.

"Sorry," Cagalli snorted. "It's just that, you have a flat head with that kind of hairstyle."

"Says you!"

"Oh, forget it. C'mon, get going!"

-

Unlike Aki and his mother who were spending Saturday afternoon grocery shopping, Lunamarie Za Burrel was idly flipping through her magazines on the family divan, with morose boredom written all over her face.

Her father came in with some documents under one arm. "Lunamarie, you've been sitting on that couch all day." He told her. Her father didn't like people who wasted their time doing nothing. That's what drove Lunamarie's mom, Lunamaria, crazy most of the time. He would always nag Lunamaria about how she'd waste precious time picking silly outfits and such. But to Lunamarie, those things were petty.

Lunamarie yawned and looked over her dad wearing that stuffy white lab coat.

"Work?"

"Naturally." He responded promptly and gruffly.

"…Say Dad,"

"Yes, Lunamarie?"

"I was wondering…"

"Yes?"

"If it's not too much to ask"—

"Get on with it, Lunamarie." Her father urged impatiently, being a man who wasted no time. Lunamarie took a deep breath as she placed her magazine down beside her. Her feet swinging as she sat in a slumping posture.

"How did mom attract your attention?"

"…"

"Dad!"

"I heard you. I'm just a bit surprised why'd you ask that." Rey responded, scratching his head as he looked at his daughter curiously. "Why would you want to know?"

Lunamarie shrugged. "I just want to know."

"You should really stop reading those magazines"—

"Dad!"

Rey Za Burrel sighed as he placed his middle and index finger on the bridge of his nose, wondering how he should answer. This was the first time, someone asked him this. Lunamarie waited patiently for his reply with a look that said to her father "well?" Finally after the long pause…

"You're mother was intriguing."

"What? Come on, Dad! Be specific!"

"Maybe you should talk to your mother"—

"No, I wanna hear it from you." Lunamarie stated as she puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

Rey scratched his head. "I'm just not comfortable"—

"Dad! It's about Mom, your wife! Hello!"

Her father started to blush…typical.

"Well, okay…your mother was charming and different from the other girls. She well…was very beautiful, not that she isn't beautiful at present; you get my point. Well anyway…she was so umm…fetching and wild."

"…"

"Well?" Her father wanted to hear her feedback. He regretted that at her reply.

"Thanks for nothing." She spoke flatly.

Rey Za Burrel was about to let her have it, a mouthful of foul words, when he took a calm and cleansing breath. Reminding himself, that he was the reserved one in this family of his while his wife and daughter shared the traits of being smart asses.

"Very well, then. If you need me, I'll be in the observatory."

Lunamarie's eyes followed him as he walked briskly out of the living room. When there was no longer any sign of him, she let out a tired sigh. Man. She really thought her dad could help her with her problem but with the result; there was no luck. Now, how will she ever attract the attention of a certain green-eyed blonde-haired boy?

-

At the grocery store, there was a sale on chocolates that were sixty percent off and a lot of people took the liberty of filling their carts with all the discounted chocolate. But Aki and Cagalli knew the game of it very well. Those chocolates were already expired.

"Can't we just get something in takeout?" He shot an impatient glance at her mother who returned the favor.

"Hmph. Twenty minutes and already you're whining. Be a man, Aki."

"But, mom, you know I hate grilled food. It has char and char is a cause for cancer. You know better, don't you?" Aki glared at the contents of the shopping cart. Barbeque sauce, pork chops, some sauce thingy and chopped chicken (for grilled chicken), black pepper, and chilies.

"Aki, quit it. If you're so concerned for your health then get some pasta and I'll make spaghetti. So suck it up already."

"Besides, mom, how do you know Miss Meyrin will like grilled food?"

"Who doesn't?"

"Vegetarians and me!"

"Well you're an exception cause you're one picky eater." Cagalli mocked glare him.

"Now, get some pasta for spaghetti and while you're at it some tomato sauce and tomato paste, got it?"

"I don't see why we can't make meat stuffed cabbage, you know it's my favorite."

"Well, it isn't everyone's favorite. Now go get that stuff I told you to get."

"Yes, mammoth."

"Say that again." She growled challengingly.

"Yes, mom."

-

Aki ventured into the aisles to find the blasted tomato sauce. In his arms where the pasta and tomato paste, he grumbled and complained on why the heck the tomato sauce wasn't beside the tomato paste as it usually is? It was so annoying!

"Stupid person who arranged the products…" He muttered darkly.

At last, his quest was over. There on the top shelf was the tomato sauce for his pasta! "Thank God!" He said in his mind with relief. But now another dilemma surfaced. How was he going to reach that annoying tomato sauce that seemed to mock him as it sat high on the shelf?

"Man…"

No way was he going to tiptoe, it reminded him too much of ballerinas and he sure didn't want to look like one.

"Here, let me help you."

Aki looked over to his side and a man around his mother's age reached for the tomato sauce Aki needed to get.

"Here."

"Thanks, mister."

"No problem. Say can you tell me if their cabbages are fresh. I want to make meat stuffed cabbage and I'm not entirely convinced with their produce."

"You got that right, their carrots look all wilt and"—Aki halted and looked at the stranger with a surprised and curious look. "What did you say you were going to make?"

"Meat stuffed cabbage. You probably haven't heard of it but"—

"Are you kidding me! That's my favorite meal!" The man was impressed deeply. You could see it in his amused green eyes.

"You don't say"—

"But I do! God, I've finally met someone who likes it."

"Same here. Most people only hear off vegetables being stuffed in meat but"—

"Not the other way around! I know!" Aki couldn't contain his laughter and seconds later the man joined him. For the first time in Aki's life, he finally met someone who liked the unappreciated meal he loved so dearly. Taking an exanimate look, this man had dark blue hair and the green eyes that he had. Where had he seen him before? He looked familiar, he looked almost like…. !

Aki stopped laughing. It couldn't be…

"Something the matter?" The man stopped laughing when he realized he was the only one laughing.

"No…I, I better go…" Aki said shaking. He spun around and dashed off ignoring the man's words. "I'll see you around, kid!"

-

Cagalli watched at how silent her son was. Had she said something that offended him? No, she didn't recall anything of the sort because she had only been teasing. "Aki are you okay? You look as if you've seen a ghost."

Yes…he did. A ghost of the past he never wanted to encounter. He couldn't believe himself. He had laughed and talked casually with the man he vowed eternal hatred to.

He was at self-disgust and so into it that he did not bother listening that much to his mother. But could it really have been him? The father he hated with all his might?

The rest of the night, Aki remained eerily silent. While everyone was having a great time at dinner with all the grilled food and the delicious Italian style pasta, Aki didn't touch a single solitary thing in his plate.

Everyone didn't miss his silence though but they didn't say a word.

-

"Aki, what's wrong? Something's bothering you and you can't deny it." Kira Yamato spoke in a caring tone as he knelt by his nephew, who was seated on the couch.

Aki feigned a smile. "Nothing…I'm just tired."

It was after dinner and Meyrin and his mom where still outside the porch having coffee, talking and laughing loudly.

"I know you better, Aki. You have a gift for hiding emotions but unfortunately not from me." Kira smiled kindly, placing a hand on his shoulder. Aki looked at his uncle in the eyes and then turned his gaze to his side. Why was Kira able to read him too well? It wasn't fair.

"I really don't wanna talk about it right now…" he said sincerely but firmly.

Kira stared at him for a while before nodding understandingly.

"Okay, but always know that me and your mother are always there to listen to you. Why don't you go to bed and rest?"

"Okay, Kira…goodnight."

-

As he fell on his bed, Aki punched his soft mattress hardly, his pillow jumped at the impact of his fist. Then Aki buried his face into his pillow in muffled cry of anguish. It was him…no doubting it. It had been him.

"Shit…" His voice was still muffled by the pillow and was now stained in tears.

"Athrun Zala…how I hate you!"

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A/n: Ahh…how I love this chapter. If you ask me meat stuffed cabbage sucks but Athrun likes it so I decided to let Aki inherit that trait. Well ta-tah! Oh and sorry about the broken lines. Something's frigging wrong with my "Add ruler" thing. Sigh.