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First off, I apologize for neglecting this poor little ficlet -_-' I was suddenly struck by inspiration for my other multi-chapter fic and had to get that out of my system (and keep the readers of that story entertained).
Sorry about that little mistake in the last chapter, it's been a while since I finished watching Seed, and some of the details were a little hazy in my head… /
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Chapter five
Another week flew by for Cagalli aboard the ZAFT warship, and still no sign of her father even making an attempt to look for her. She chalked it down to the fact that he must have finally carried out his threat to disown her and had merely written her off as another failure, never to be seen again.
Cagalli couldn't say she wasn't upset by the fact. She was slightly hurt by the fact that her father hadn't cared for her after all, but was actually immensely relieved that he hadn't searched for her. She would rather stay with Athrun on an enemy ship than hauled back to be locked up in the prison she had once called home.
She threw herself into her work to keep her mind off things, dedicating her waking moments to learning as much as she could about the Gundams and various other mechanical aspects of the machines she was working with, like some of the strike planes and even repairing parts of the warship itself. The mechanics she had been assigned to work with were impressed by her dedication to her work and her genuine interest to learn. She had even been allowed to pilot and test some of the Gundams again, and her skills with the humanoid machines were rapidly improving, much to her delight. That was probably Cagalli's favourite aspect of getting to work aboard the ship - being able to pilot the machines she had always found so fascinating.
Entering into her third week aboard the ship, Cagalli came to view the past two weeks as the proverbial calm before the storm.
She had been sitting in her room, packing away her service uniform after having collected it from the laundry. She had been just about to leave the room and go back to the hanger to report for duty when the door slid open, revealing a very troubled-looking Athrun.
"Athrun? What's wrong?" Cagalli had asked, a worried from creasing her forehead.
Athrun had just shook his head and stepped into the room, the door sliding closed behind him. Cagalli noticed he was dressed in his red flight suit. Her stomach twisted uncomfortably. She had a bad feeling that she knew where this was going.
"Athrun?" she prompted when she still didn't respond, taking a few steps towards him.
Sighing, he pulled his eyes from the spot on the floor he had been staring at and met her concerned gaze with his own apologetic one.
"They're sending us out on a scouting mission in about an hour or so," he explained, toying with the helmet he held between his hands. "I know you don't want to be left alone on the ship, but…"
Cagalli's frown softened and she wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. "You don't need to worry about me anymore, Athrun. I can manage just fine here on my own. You should be concerned with looking after yourself now."
Athrun returned the hug, letting her words comfort him. He hated the thought of leaving her alone with people he didn't trust. The only people he felt she was safe around were his team, and all of them were going to be on the mission with him. But if Cagalli was confident that she would manage, who was he to doubt her?
"You sure?" he asked, closing his eyes for a moment as he breathed in her comforting scent.
"Positive," Cagalli chuckled. "I have plenty of work to do down in the hanger to keep me out of trouble," she added playfully.
"Keep you out of trouble, huh?" Athrun scoffed, rolling his eyes at her. "Trust you to find a way to find trouble in any case."
"Hey!" she protested, pulling back slightly to glare at him. "I don't look for fights!"
"Sure," he replied sarcastically, smirking fondly at the blonde. "Just try to play nice with everyone while I'm gone."
"Yes, Mom," Cagalli pulled a tongue at the pilot, folding her arms in a huff.
Athrun just chuckled at her childishness and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"I'll be back soon," he said over his shoulder as he left the room, smiling at her.
She smiled back as the door closed. When she heard Athrun's footfalls fade away, Cagalli sighed, her shoulders dropping. She wasn't concerned about being left alone on the ship. She was concerned about Athrun's safety flying around in a warzone.
And he probably knew it, too, which was why he had tried to distract her with his own jabs at her insecurities, so she wouldn't worry too much about him.
But he had been wrong. Cagalli hadn't been distracted for a moment. She would probably hold her breath until he got back in one piece. Shaking her head irritably and trying to calm her jittery nerves, Cagalli straightened her work uniform and headed down to the hanger, to try and distract herself with her work once again.