Gundam SEED: Bikes and Burgers, Pans and Brooms

By: hikari luv shirayuki

Public service message: People, I do not and will not support street racing. It is illegal and highly dangerous, both for you and other road users. Be smart. Value your life. Remember your loved ones. If you have the need for speed, just play videogames or go race in a legal circuit.

Disclaimer: Gundam Seed? Not mine. Heineken? Not mine. Marlboro? Not mine. Ducati 1098? Heck, it's not mine. Honda CBR600RR & Honda Y125Z? I owned it in my dreams so in real life? Not mine, too. Star Scream? He is Megatron's, I think. Baltran? Definitely not mine. God, I'm tired…


A/N: (scroll down please)

hikariluvshirayuki: Kira, you will be bashed in this chappie.

Kira: WHAT?!

hikariluvshirayuki: Aww, that's not bad. I'm planning to do something nice to you for the next chappie. No pain, no gain. Ne, Yamato-san?

Kira: Fuck you! (Fllay threw a water basin to his head, rendering him unconscious.)

Fllay: Sorry, boss. (She dragged Kira away…)

Happy reading!


Chapter 8: The Fall

What's with this guy?! Kira gritted his teeth in frustration as he weaved in and out through the busy traffic. He just couldn't overtake the silver head.

We're so damn near but it seems like we're so fucking far! The brunette nearly missed a car's side mirror.

Yzak's POV

That's why I called you amateur, motherfucker. You're betting on power alone, that's why you lose!

End of Yzak's POV

Kira tried to outpace his opponent by ramping up the throttle. He still can't. He already reached his Y125Z's limit.

Moving on almost 200 km/h felt like flying. Only, that is, you're moving on the ground. Your life can fly away easily, too.

However, Kira didn't mind it at all. One thing and the only one thing was on his mind; winning this race to knock out the smirk out of that silver bobbed hair's face!

He let out a scream of rage, hoping that his anger was channeled to his beloved bike. Kira didn't care either about death or car honks around him. He felt invincible now.

Let show that bastard who owned Heliopolis' streets!


"That silver-haired guy; I never seen him before." Tolle commented towards a man beside him.

"Maybe he's from other place." Dearka gazed at the sky, puffing out smoke.

"Hey, they're back!" A shout was heard, followed by a loud cheer.

"Who won?" Tolle immediately rose from his seat. He moaned in disappointment when he saw what was going on in front of him.

"What happened?" The blond asked anxiously.

"See for yourself, dude." The brunette slumped into his plastic chair.

Shit…Dearka could see clearly the anger in Kira's eyes as he walked towards them. He knew his reason of being that way. It's obvious; Dearka saw it. The tanned 21 years old snuffed out his fag.

"Kira…" He was cut off when Kira pushed him away.

"Leave me alone, Elsman. I'm not in the mood to talk." Kira sat down and ordered a chilled Heineken.

The blond took a sharp breathe and exhaled slowly. Tolle didn't say anything at all.

"Bad luck, huh?" A passing guy patted Kira's shoulder. The latter got up, not looking very pleased.

"Fuck off, smart ass." Kira looked menacingly towards the grinning raven haired man.

"Whoa, cool down, man." He left the obviously hostile Kira, alone, licking his wounds. The chocolate-haired man snorted and seated again in between of Dearka and Tolle.

They were quiet until the Honda CBR600RR slowly heading towards their direction.

"Kira, it's him again…" Tolle whispered to his buddy who was trying hard to open the can. The other brunette sweatdropped but he helped his buddy to open it anyway.

"Hey, Kira! You're supposed to buy me a drink! I won the race, right?" Yzak yelled at him while moving slowly in a circle.

They do not speak a word, not even looking at the rider. However, what Yzak did next attracted their attention and Kira's anger…

The slender, silver haired young man moved up and down on the seat and let out a lusty moan. As if he was…

The crowd around those three gave out a very loud cheer, hoots and whistles. Yzak did that while he rode in one small circle. After that, he gave out a loud roar of laughter, obviously to mock Kira.

The brunette was not amused at all. He was seething inside. Kira's eyes followed Yzak as he parked nearby.

An idea passed slightly like a lightning in his head. "Hey, keep this cold for me, will ya?" Kira gave his Heineken to Dearka.

"Where are you going?" The two asked in unison.

"Passing motion." The chocolate-haired youth hasten his pace towards Yzak, who was chatting happily with his clique.

Contrary to the popular belief, Kira didn't go towards Yzak, he was pursuing other target.

It's the Honda CBR600RR.

Everything happened in a flash. By the time Yzak realized about Kira's action, he was already gone in lightning speed. Yzak's clique loses no time in scrambling on their bikes. They gave out a furious chase.

"Get him!" Yzak shrieked, almost like furious Star Scream.


Whoa, this bike is superb! Kira admired the CBR600RR. The joy was short-lived, though.

A number of bikes were gaining on him, fast.

Shit! He quickly throttled up. The bike reacted spontaneously, darted off in high speed.

It was a hot pursuit. Kira have the advantage because he got a powerful bike. It came with a price, though.

He can't control the beast…

At the corner, he nearly missed a car. Kira lost control, skidded along the road and hit the lamp post. Injured and dazed, Kira got up and hobbled, trying to escape his pursuers. Tonight was the unluckiest for the brunette.

Kira's POV…

I tried to bolt away but my legs… No, just keep on going; they're nearer and nearer…The pain…I gasped to catch my breath but I felt my chest pained, too. I kept going, stumbling, groping, and then rose again. At last, they surrendered on me. Stupid fucking legs. My head pulsated, my left arm ached, my knees throbbed; God, why do you have to punish me like this? I just wanted my revenge! Damn, they are here already! I'm SO dead right now…

End of Kira's POV…

Hoots and jeers were heard as motorcycles circled around the vulnerable Kira. Malicious smiles were on their lips. Shortly after that, Yzak himself arrived at the scene, riding Kira's Y125Z.

"Sato, Chris, lift him up." Yzak's face was like a Toltec mask.

"You cocky bastard!" Kira spat at the slender man. "Eat that, motherfucker!"

Yzak wiped off his face, feeling disgusted. "Hey, I think you're the one who is cocky. Hell, you don't even realize you're in a big trouble now."

"Wait until my gang arrives!" They brought him to an alley, hidden from others.

Eyebrow rose. "Hmmm…you know what, I already taken care of them." Yzak moves a finger across his throat.

A gasp came out from Kira's bloodied mouth. "No way…"

"Of course I can." A sneer came out. "I CAN DO THIS TOO!" Yzak immediately struck a blow to Kira's stomach with a metal bar he grabbed earlier.

Kira coughed blood. The lion in him wanted to retaliate but he was too weak.

"You're making me…ANGRY!" Yzak jabbed him with the metal bar. "Lee, you handle that shit." He gestured at Kira's bike.

"With pleasure, Yzak." In no time, the Y125Z was toppled to the ground, just like its master. Its oil ran out freely from the tank; creating a large pool of hydrocarbons.

"No, what are you doing!?" Kira said in a weak, hoarse voice.

"Sorry, dude; tit for tat." A metal bar was raised and landed hard on Kira's ankle.

A snap; followed by a loud nearly-inhuman howl.

"He's all yours, boys." The man with the neck-length straight hair slowly left the still pained Kira.

Whacks, clobbers and kicks. Another screams of pain accompanied with gleeful mocking laughs.

The slim man brushed his hand to his silver colored hair as he went out from the alley. He fished out a lighter together with a pack of Marlboro from his pocket. A smile and one snort. Then, he puts one cigarette onto his lips and promptly lighted it.

Just then, a Ducati 1098 arrived at the scene.

"I searched for you. Our guys back there told me you're around this area."

"Hey, you're late for the show, Athrun. I've already taken care of the trouble maker."

The bike's pillion rider, Meyrin squinted both of her eyes to see what was happening at the end of the alley but she couldn't. It was too dark.

"Then, what are you waiting for? Get out from here." Athrun started his bike and went off.

"Let's go, people!" Yzak ordered his men.

He looked towards the half-dead brunette; he can't help himself but to snigger.

"What a sore loser." Yzak lighted his lighter and threw it into the pool of oil. Instantly, the Y125Z went ablaze.

The silver head gave out a maniacal laughter and he disappeared from the scene, together with his men…


Fllay's POV…

Click. I gently shut my door behind me. God, I was tired…The thing happened this evening scared the hell out of me. I can't sleep, that's why I worked on some stuffs until late night, to clear my head.

I didn't even bother to get a change of clothes. Still in my uniform, I threw myself to my bed. Aisha-san stirred because of the faint noise. She looked so peaceful. Maybe she liked hot and steamy night, I thought.

I lay on my stomach and my face was buried deep in my pillow. Finally, I felt safe, secure in my own room.

Kira…My eyes felt stinging when I thought about him again. Friends never did something like that, right Kira?

You were surprisingly gentle when I was sick or sad….

I sat on my bed, hugging my Baltan plushie.

You were surprisingly violent when I went to your house today…

I couldn't hold it anymore. Tears rolled down rapidly.

You were an animal…just like him…

All the crying had tiring me more. It felt so heavy, like a lead...my head…

Suddenly, the dooropened. That was impossible! I locked it just now!

"Hello, mydearest daughter..." His presence was frighteningly very, veryfamiliar. His long wavy, blond hair; goosebumps already crawling on my skin. His face was being obscured by the darkness. He is the…monster!

I gasped. "No, this is impossible. You cannot be here!" Immediately, I rushed to Aisha-san's side, frantically waking her up.

"Aisha-san, Aisha-san, help me! There's someone in our room!" I shook and shook. She didn't budge, didn't stir. She just slept on, more like dead to me.

A pair of hands roughly tore me away from her and threw me to my bed. My head hit the wall. It was nasty. Curses flew but he didn't care.

"Your beloved father is here, Fllay dear." He smiled. I was not sure, though. Everything was spinning and starry to me.

"My father…is dead. You are not him, you can't even replace him!" Still dizzy, I slowly reached for my pillow.

"That's cruel, Fllay my honey." He saw through me. My only weapon, gone. I was helpless now.

"Why don't you love me just like any good daughters?" His weight felt terrifyingly familiar. "I always loved you as my own daughter, Fllay. I alwaysgive you my love…"

God, if you were there somewhere, I wanted to ask you a lot of questions. Why he became my father? Why he always hurt me? Why me, God? Why me?

It was sudden, just as his sudden appearance to my room. A motorcycle came out from nowhere, and knocked 'the monster' off from my body. But, the motorcycle did more than that.

Whoever it was, the rider knocked out the nightmare off my head...


Fllay stared at the ceiling for a long time, hugging her Baltran tightly.

It felt very real…With immense fear, she shivered. Slowly, she rose from her bed and went towards the door. Once she got outside, it was a race towards the bathroom.

She could not take it anymore. With trembling hands, she locked herself from outside world.I'm safe here, right?

Instead, being alone in there worsened her fear, her anxiety. Her heart felt like a little Kira, speeding recklessly on the highway. Hands were on her head, threatening to pull out the hair.

"Fllay, it's just a dream, just a dream, just a dream…" Her voice sounded thick while chanting her makeshift mantra. She bit hard on her lips, fighting hard not to cry. But, she lost the battle.

"Why did he come back???" The dam burst open. "That demon…that demon!"

Fllay desperately needed someone to untie the knot inside her chest. It was a torture, constricting and choking her here and there. But, she could not ask someone in Clyne's mansion to help her.

I can't tell them…I simply can't…

Suddenly, a person flashed through her mind. Kira…I want to see him…I'm confused, Kira. But still, I wanted to be with you…

Then, it dawned on her. She had never a single nightmare after she met Kira. It only came back after today's incident. Fllay stood up, wiped her tears off from her face and got out from the bathroom. Determination was burning in her gray eyes.

She quietly entered her room. 1 o'clock in the morning, she noted. That fact didn't faze her, though.

I'm going to see Kira again…


A/N: Whoa, I've made this far. Unbelievable.

First time visiting this site: Sometime in middle of 2002 (As a reader and reviewer – people in Vandread, Rurouni Kenshin, Gatekeepers and You're Under Arrest section maybe familiar with my nickname. I always visited those sections before. Oh, maybe they forget me.)

Kissed it goodbye: Sometime in 2004. (Got bored and moved along with other projects on the Net.)

Revisited it: Early 2006

Reason: My body was itching for Gundam SEED fanfics!

Becomes a writer: Check for yourself when I published this story.

Reason: I got inspired after reading KiraxFllay fics! Don't ask what both of them can do for me but ask what I can do for both of them…

End of my random nonsense. Comments, please?