Disconnected

Fiancee, Fiancé, Fiasco

Reb: Hi again. Sorry for the uber long wait. I never figured school starting up would throw me off so much... and not that it amounts to anything, but I also have a complete family of sick people. Colds galore. Oh! I can't wait till next month. My anime club is starting back up! Anyway, I tried to make this chapter at least a little longer than usual and put two poems instead of one. I hope you enjoy it and forgive me for being late. Bye!

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Kira walked out of his room and down the main stairwell. They'd be going on the cruise later that afternoon and had somehow kept the press from knowing. Kira had been paged to go throw a solo camera man off the premises.

"I guess work never fails.. Even on a day like today." Kira sighed but walked outside anyway.

– – – –

Lacus hummed to herself as she picked up the paper again. The letter had been slipped under her door the day Shani had been kicked off the grounds. Thinking about the paper made her smile. Without another thought, she unfolded the letter and read to herself, humming 'Flying Angel'.

L is for your Love and beauty.

A is for how Artistic you can be.

C is for your sweet and Caring nature.

U is for Us. I hope we last forever.

S is for Selfless. A heart made of gold.

Lacus. Loved, heart and soul.

The Acrostic poem was thought out and she'd put it with the others to keep forever. Oh, and yes. This one was signed with only one letter. An 'r'.

"My, my... All these strange letters instead of names. I wonder what they all mean." Lacus smiled.

– – – –

"Take care of her, Kira." Siegel nodded as Kira and Lacus got on the spaceship that would take them to earth for their week off.

Lacus chatted happily with the brunette as they found seats on the private ship.

"We have a week to do whatever we want. I hope we don't spend it all on the water. What else would you like to do?" she asked. Kira shrugged.

"I don't know. I've never been to earth before." Kira jumped when a hand was set on his shoulder. Looking up, they both saw the flight attendant. A young woman with brown hair and chocolate eyes.

"Excuse, I didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything, but... My name is Murrue Ramius. Since you're going to earth... May I suggest France? I've never been there myself, but Mwu says it'll be great. A city of love, or something." she smiled.

"Mwu? You know Mwu?" Lacus smiled innocently.

"Oh.. um.. Yes. He's.. Excuse me." the woman bowed and walked away. Kira blinked.

"She wasn't around long but I think she got her point across." Kira smiled. "Ya. Let's go to France."

Lacus intertwined their fingers and held his hand. She nodded when she smiled.

"I glad we get this week." she said softly.

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Rau sat in his recliner chair, sighing in his undisturbed peace. Things were going just as planned. The space shuttle was launching to earth and Shani should be on it, just waiting to sweep the Dear Miss Lacus away.

– – – – –

The shuttle landed and Murrue was there to wish them luck.

"Have fun in Paris!" she waved. "Good luck."

"Good luck to you too, Miss Ramius. You and Mwu make a very nice couple." Lacus smiled as Kira and her walked away, leaving Murrue blushing and shaking her head. She may have been making up some excuse but they couldn't hear her.

"She's dating Mwu?" Kira asked. Lacus laughed.

"Kira, sometimes you're as unobservant as... as Shani." Kira raised an eyebrow.

"You're comparing me to Shani Andras?" Kira hoped this didn't mean she was thinking of Shani on their week alone together.

"What's there to compare?" Lacus asked with a smile. Outside, there was a car waiting to take them to the sea port where they would board the cruise liner.

– – – – –

"And the happy couple boards their privet cruise liner." a peppy, familiar, male voice laughed. There was a camera click and a flash before Kira and Lacus paid it any mind.

"Huh? D-Dearka? Miriallia?" Kira asked, a smile spreading on his features. Lacus would have bounced up to Miriallia if it weren't for her ankle. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Taking a picture for my news story." Mir nodded. "But don't worry. It's not airing till the week after you get back. The cruise ship just wants it's publicity, so they called us."

"And we were already in the area. We arrived last week." Dearka gave Kira the 'guess what I did' smile and wink.

"Have you been having fun?" Lacus asked. Mir grinned widely. Dearka looked proud.

"You'll never believe my week!" Miriallia cheered. "First New York and then Tokyo and then Paris!"

"Paris was the best." Dearka commented, although it seemed he was asking Mir. She nodded.

"Of course." Mir looked up at Dearka. After a year and a half of Dearka trying to woo her and going out to places on her time off, they took the time to really sit down and talk. Mir remembered it like yesterday. Okay, so it was two days ago, but anyway...

Dearka and Mir had been sitting on a bench near the Eiffel Tower. They'd been eating ice cream cones and laughing while they reminisced over their time together. That's when Dearka took her hand and slipped it on her finger when she was watching an elevator carry tourists to the top.

Now, standing in front of Kira and Lacus, Mir wondered why Kira and Lacus hadn't hooked up yet. They were more in love than Mir and Dearka, and Athrun and Cagalli - so says Dearka. However, unlike with Cagalli or Murrue, it was Kira who noticed it this time.

"Dearka... did you...?" he asked, looking at their locked hands. The ring glistened on Miriallia's finger.

"Dude, I'm getting married." Dearka laughed, nudging Mir's arm to tell her to let them see it. Lacus gasped as she looked at it. Simple yet beautiful.

"Oh! Congratulations!" Lacus hugged Mir and Kira and Dearka just grinned at each other.

– – – –

Kira sighed, leaning on the railing of the cruise ship. They'd disembarked about an hour ago and looking back, he could hardly see the city they'd begun at.

"You know, if you keep looking back you'll never move forward."

Kira turned and smiled at Dearka. "I know."

Being who they were, Kira and Lacus invited the newly engaged couple to come with them. So now, their private cruise was a couples cruise. Lacus didn't seem to mind and Kira was sure he'd have become strangely ... unhappy if it had been just the two of them. The presence of a friend had a calming effect he needed.

"Lacus and Mir made the cooks leave the kitchen. I'm worried about dinner but I'm sure they can handle it." Dearka shrugged, taking a place next to Kira. He leaned his back on the railing.

"When I get back, to space I mean, I think I should have a talk with my father." Kira muttered.

"Great idea! Although you sound morbid and horrible nervous, I completely think you should go right now." Dearka spoke sarcastically.

"What?" Kira asked, backing up a bit so he could see Dearka's expression.

"I agree you need to have a long talk with your father but maybe you should pick better timing than right when you get back. Your schedule may be a little unbalanced right when you return. Two famous people don't take a week or so off and come back like nothing happened." Dearka reasoned.

"I guess so." Kira stretched and then smiled. "But I could always hope. I'm gonna go check on the girls." he nodded and walked away to head for the kitchens.

Dearka watched him go with a somewhat sad look on his face. Kira didn't seem himself.

– – – – – –

Shani's stomach growled. He hadn't eaten since yesterday and it was making him grouchy. That silver haired ass was gonna pay for this.

Meanwhile, Yzak leaned against his car looking very pleased with something. He looked at the sea and then at the town. He turned his smiled to his hands, slightly scratched.

"Today would be a nice day for a wedding." Yzak commented, sighing peacefully and putting his hands behind his head.

— – –

Lacus was making a special spaghetti sauce she'd learned from her mother. She dashed around getting the right dashes and ingredients before deciding it was okay to start. Her mother had taught her never to begin a meal without having all the needed ingredients.

She wasn't watching Miriallia. Apparently she was making a special chicken dish. The other female had just promised it would be good and wouldn't clash with her spaghetti. Lacus hummed lightly and stirred her sauce before moving to the spaghetti.

"Lacus!" Mir's voice rang out and then Lacus gasped. Running down her back was water. She turned, glad it wasn't hot water, to see what had happened. "Oops. My bad." Mir smiled. She held a bowl in her hand where the water had come from.

Lacus let a bright smile flash on her lips. While both meals cooked, a mini food fight commenced. Lacus even opened a can of new sauce to use and Mir used Cream of Chicken. By the time a buzzer went off, signaling dinner was done, they were both laughing and covered in food/sauce.

"Wow." Lacus smiled, going to check her food. Mir wiped off his mouth and then washed off her hands which had not been spared like Lacus's.

"I'm glad that went well." Mir noted. Lacus seemed confused. "Well despite your cheery facade, you seemed a bit weighted down so I thought this would be a good way for you to start your vacation. Lighting up. Having fun."

"Thank you, Miriallia." Lacus hugged her and they further sullied their clothes.

"Nnnn." a voice moaned. They both turned and spotted a familiar brunette in the doorway, also slightly covered in food, including a splat on his face.

"Kira!" Lacus gasped. Miriallia's eyes widened.

"Oh! Did we hit you? I'm so sorry!" they both turned off the heat so their food wouldn't burn and hurried to see if Kira was okay. Said boy just smiled and licked his lips.

"One Kira, cooked and ready for delivery." he laughed. Both girls visibly relaxed and laughed with him at the stupidity of it all.

– – – – – –

It was after helping to clean the kitchen that Lacus saw it. Hanging on the order board was a letter addressed to her. Wondering how such a thing could get in here and not be covered in food like the area around it, was surprising. She quickly opened it.

Tomatoes are red,

Chicken Cordon Bleu.

When you smile,

Even sauce looks good on you.

'i'

Lacus tilted her head to the side. She wondered who was writing these. The signature was always different and this was obviously mentioning her food fight today. Behind her Kira tripped over his own mop and fell on the floor. Miriallia laughed a little while she helped him up. They were putting up the supplies.

'But Kira couldn't have had time to write it while he helped clean.' Lacus reasoned. 'Besides. Wouldn't he just sign it 'Kira' instead of random letters?' Said boy looked over at her and smiled.