I don't own Gundam Seed----

Everyone who was waiting on this story....thank you. It's taken me ages...I hope I can update soon again T_T


Chapter 7 – Silent days, silent words

Everything was silent in the Zaft headquarters. People didn't really talk to each other much. There had even been and announcement saying that the killer could very well be someone of Zaft. That was when things really became silent. People just didn't couldn't bring themselves to trust their comrades anymore.

Yzak and Dearka were sitting in the room together. The once filled table full of chatter and laughter was now empty and ghostly. Yzak was sitting on the chair just thinking. Dearka was exploring the blue piece of cloth that had been found when Athrun was killed.

Dearka look at it many time. Here, there, under, sideways. He was trying to find clues. The many times he looked had been unsuccessful. He was about to give up when something caught his eye. It was brown, and was dug into the cloth. He pulled it out. It was a piece of short, dark brown hair.

"…*gasp!*" Dearka knew this was a clue. It was a big one, too. However, he couldn't tell anyone about it. Not yet. Dearka stared at it, agape.

"What's wrong, Dearka?" Yzak said.

"Nothing…" He hid the piece of hair away.

"…??? If you say so." Yzak continued rocking on the chair.

"Hey, I'm gonna go back to my room."

"Huh? Ok, see you, Dearka."

"Yeah…Later, Yzak…"

But then, Dearka wondered if there would be next time. The killer seemed to be killing everyone who had clues, or knew remotely something. The thought of it sent chills up his spine.

"Nah…I'm just overthinking…" Dearka said, walking back to his room.

*creak…*

He opened the door.

*THUD*