SUMMARY: Cagalli was convicted for a crime she didn't commit, when truth and false cannot be distinguished. Full of guilt and frustration, her prison life was filled with fights, dark twists and mysteries waiting to be uncovered...by a certain green-eyed officer
MAIN PAIRINGs: Athrun x Cagalli (obviously), Shinn x Stellar, Kira x Lacus, Dearka x Miriallia, Yzak x Shiho, and other various pairings.
DISCLAIMER: This is a story based on characters and situations from Kidou Senshi Gundam Seed and Seed Destiny which, sadly, was directed by Fukuda and his slap-deserving wife, resulting the need for us fans to write even more Asucaga fics.
WARNING: Text and all related materials are rated PG13/T and there is rather strong and coarse language and mild adult themes. So don't complain about offensive languages! XD Also, there are/might be some grammatical errors and typos, spelling mistakes, even after rereading it many times. Get ready for major angst, drug issues and vivid descriptions.
NOTE: 'this an AU story, meaning no reference to the Cosmic Era or Mobile Suits whatsoever'.
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Chapter 11 Puppet and Puppeteer
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"Shinn..." Stellar stared at the seashell necklace sadly. She had not seen the raven-haired man for so long she almost couldn't picture his face. Almost.
Kira had been trying his best to persuade the Chief to release Shinn from the Special Sector, but it was no use. Meer claimed Shinn's temper was too unstable and needed to be monitored, even after his recovery.
Stellar slowly stood up with the aid of the walking stick; she wasn't as clueless as other people thought - she knew there must be something wrong with her leg. She knew...she would never walk properly again.
How can I find Shinn, then, if I'm so slow? How can I run away should anything scary comes...? She trembled, hugging herself close.
"Stellar-san," Athrun's kind voice called out to her, and she looked up, "I think there's something you'd want to see."
Curious, she followed the sergeant down to Overseer Murrue's office. Chief Campbell had yet to find a replacement Warden, so the office was currently unoccupied. Athrun offered to piggyback her, but Stellar politely refused since she didn't want to seem that weak.
"Look, Stellar," Kira and Cagalli were there as well, and they pointed to the TV screen. Stellar's eyes went wide at the faces of the two she thought she woud never see again.
"Auel! Sting!"
A man with curly sky-blue hair and a tall man with spiky grass-green hair were having an interview with a new reporter. It was a Sports Channel, apparently, and this interview seemed to be a few days old.
"So, Auel Neider and Sting Oakley, as two famous MBA superstars, is there anything you want for your upcoming birthday in April, or in June?"
The two brothers looked at each other, and Auel nodded. Sting spoke nostalgically, "We don't know where she is, but we really want to see our sister again."
"You have a sister? It is my understanding that you are adopted into different families...is your sister adopted into a different family as well?" The reporter scribbled into the notebook furiously.
Auel glared at the reporter but remained silent. Sting, the more collected of the two, replied, "We do not know, or else we'd be able to find her. We've been trying to locate her but have no luck."
"They...they remember me!" Stellar exclaimed excitedly, and everyone else in the room all smiled warmly at her.
"Yes...and this morning, your brothers found you at last. They contacted the Youth Center...you're released, Stellar."
"Eh?" The blonde looked at everyone in the room. Cagalli hugged her tight, "I'll miss you...you've been such a good friend to me...I won't forget you." Cagalli couldn't really express her emotions in words, but she knew she shouldn't say anything that would worry Stellar.
Stellar was speechless; she wanted to be with her brothers, but she had grown so accustomed to the life here, to everyone around her that she was almost afraid to step into the 'outside' world again.
Most importantly, she would have to leave Shinn...
"Good luck Stellar...I'm sorry I wasn't able to get Shinn out of the Special Sector," Kira apologized with regret. She was about to reply when an officer knocked on the door. Cagalli quickly hid under the table, as no inmate was allowed to be in an office.
"Sergeant Zala, Dr. Yamato," the officer saluted sharply, "I'm here to escort Ms.Louissier out to the front door."
"No..."Stellar muttered, limping after the officer reluctantly. This wasn't how it was suppose to be. She didn't get to say good-bye properly...no...
"Heh heh, I'll take over if you will, officer. If Murrue's here, she'll be doing the escort but I'll do it in her place," Mwu La Fllaga came sauntering up to them. The officer saluted and left. Stellar was about to speak when Mwu shushed her. He winked.
"Shhh, I've got a surprise for you, kitty," he picked her up bridal style, earning a surprised squeak from her. He quickly ran along the corridor until they were almost at the front door. Mwu gently put her down and told her to look ahead.
There stood the man she missed so much.
"Shinn?"
"Stellar!"
They ran up to each other, or, rather, Shinn ran up to Stellar and they embraced lovingly. Mwu grinned and left, knowing they needed some alone time.
"Shinn...it's really you..." She touched his face tenderly, tears glistening with joy. He kissed her forehead, his warm ruby eyes filled with love.
"You have to go, Stellar," Shinn said suddenly. She shook her head vehemently.
"I already owe Mwu-san for sneaking me out of the Special Sector...I have to go back as soon as possible...I just want to see you one last time..." Shinn's eyes flickered. He firmly told himself not to cry.
"Please...don't forget me," Shinn whispered, letting out one one his deepest fears.
"I..I won't," she blushed and lightly kissed him. She giggled at the sight of his red face. If Cagalli saw that, she would definitely tease Shinn endlessly.
"I...I heard about your accident when I was still unconscious...I'm sorry, for not being able to protect you," Shinn's eyes dimmed in regret, glancing at the walking cane Stellar used.
Stellar shook her head and hugged him, again, hoping to reassure him. Her eyes suddenly lit up with an idea.
"I'm sorry about this, but here..."Carefully, she broke the seashell in half, and handed him the part without the string, "This way...we'll always be together...we'll always have something of each other."
Shinn gazed at the seashell and kissed her as well, only this time, the blush wasn't really that prominent.
"I promise...we'll see each other again."
"Your brothers are waiting outside, Stellar," Mwu interrupted the two reluctantly.
The two broke apart with great effort. Shinn smiled at her encouragingly.
Stellar nodded and followed Mwu out of the door.
One day, sometime in the future...I'll see you again...definitely...She held the necklace tight, this necklace will be complete once again...
Bright light greeted her, and she shielded her eyes; the light felt so different...it was unfamiliar yet full of hope as well.
"Stellar!"
Her eyes twinkled in delight and found herself in the arms of her long-lost brothers.
"This is it!" Dearka shouted excitedly, causing Milly to look at the photo in his hand.
At a first glance, one may find the picture completely irrelevant, a seemingly obsolete photo so inconspicuous one wouldn't take a second look at it. However...
"See, even though you can't see it clearly, you can see someone jumping down the manhole."
"So? We don't have prove that the person is Cagalli-san...,"Milly scrutinized the photo closely, "Unless someone else has blonde hair, amber eyes and looks identical to her."
"Exactly. This photo even has the date and time here! The investigation team did an autopsy on the victims, so we know when they were killed...While we don't know who the murderer is, we can prove that Cagalli does have an alibi during the time of the crime!!"
Milly smiled at him, and Dearka's heart skipped a beat.
"Good thing we searched through all the discarded photos at the office. Who would've thought someone took such picture late at night?Now we just have to give these photos to Kira and he'll know what to do!" Milly said, packing up the photos carefully.
They went into the car and Dearka drove as fast as the speed limit allowed. The uncomfortable tension was no longer present; they were both working towards one goal, their teamwork was more than good...it came naturally, and he was happy about that.
When the light turned green, Dearka started to accelerate the car...
"Dearka!!"
A semi-truck from the opposite lane suddenly shot towards them. It would've rammed them dead on if Dearka didn't swerve away in time.The sudden change of direction, however, caused the car to lose its balance and spin around. The rear tire was caught in the ditch and the car flipped over into the river. (see note at bottom)
Good thing the window's closed...but we still have to get out of here quickly...Dearka?
He seemed to be slightly dazed, a trickle of blood running down from his forehead. It was apparent that he had a mild concussion.
She was quite dizzy herself, her mind still trying to comprehend what had happened. She unbuckled herself hurriedly and unbuckled Dearka's seatbelt as well.
The pressure became too great as the windows bursted open, the water gushing in from every direction.
No, the photos!!!! Milly wanted to shout, but she choked when a wave of water silenced her and swept away the photos. Gasping for breath, she took one last gulp of oxygen and was about to pull Dearka with her when the said man dragged her out of the car.
With powerful strokes, he pulled her with him until they broke the surface.
"Here they are! Let's help them!" Several people shouted, some jumping into the river and helping them ashore.
The two panted vigorously, obviously exhausted. Dearka tried not to shake his head, which still hurt. It must be more than luck for him to be able to 'come back' from the concussion.
"No...now the evidence is gone...our mere words aren't going to do anything!!" Milly groaned in despair, tucking her wet hair behind her ears.
"Now, don't give up yet, Milly...we both still remember the photo. We can go to that place, and see if we can find any eyewitness. Anyone," Dearka replied grimly. He remembered what Yzak told him, about Shiho.
There must be someone trying to stop them from discovering the truth behind the murders.
"Is it alright for me to bring Azaria-chan to the orphanage? Andrew will be there, and some of the older kids can help take care of her...I need to do something today," Meyrin stammered, unable to meet Yzak's piercing eyes.
"I don't trust brats. But since Lacus recommended you, I suppose I'll trust you as well," Yzak growled, his tone implying that if there was any accident with his precious daughter...
"Thank you, Mr. Joule," Meyrin squeaked, and Yzak frowned in suspicion.
"Hey, I'm not that bad. You do understand why I'm easily irritated, so I don't see why you're so afraid of me...is there anything you want to tell me?" He narrowed his eyes. Meyrin shook her head.
"Very well, bring Azaria back by 6, got it?"
Yzak walked over to the baby, kissing her on the forehead and whispered, "I'm going to get your mother back in no time, alright, sweetie?"
He put her in Meyrin's arms, who quickly bowed and left hurriedly. Hearing Yzak say that to the baby was more than Meyrin could bear. Seeing Yzak's anguished expression almost made her choke on her guilt.
She looked at the innocent baby in her arms, whose eyes seemed to be accusing her of her deed. Yes, Azaria-chan...I'm the one who caused your mother to be kidnapped...
After arriving at the orphanage, the red-head was relieved to see Andrew and Mayu playing a seemingly intense card game of 'heart-attack'.
Andrew knew how to take care of babies, as he'd been over at the orphanage long enough, so did Mayu. Meyrin quickly left and borrowed Andrew's car to get to the Youth Center. She parked the car, uncertain whether she should go out or not.
Her cellphone went on, and she hesitantly picked it up.
"Mey, Mey? It's me. How are you doing? Is everything alright? You haven't call me for awhile..."
Hearing Luna's concerned voice, Meyrin felt tears gather, threatening to spill out.
"I...I'm fine, Onee-chan...I'm just been kind of busy. I'll call you back later, but I have to go now, alright?"
"Mey...," Luna sounded exasperated and skeptical, "Fine...but, tell someone if you have any problem, okay? Don't keep it inside of you, you'll get sick."
That's why I'm going to see Athrun-san...Meyrin thought to herself resolutely. She got out of the car and made an appointment with the reception desk.
"I'm just about to leave anyways, Abby, I'll go get Athrun for her," Kira told the receptionist, and greeted Meyrin briefly.
He came back with the curious sergeant. Athrun seemed surprise that Meyrin actually came to visit him...there must be something wrong. He led her to an empty conference room so they can talk in private.
As soon as he closed the door, Meyrin broke down in tears, unable to hold in the guilt anymore. Alarmed, Athrun tried to comfort her the only way he knew, by hugging. However, Meyrin wiggled out of his arms, "Don't, Athrun-san...I...I need to tell you something...I did something horrible..."
She slowly kneeled onto the ground, unable to withstand the gravity of the consequences of her actions. It was too much...
"Tell me," Athrun's gentle voice gave her enough strength to confess.
As her explanations continued, Athrun's eyes grew wider, and he gripped her shoulders hard.
"Why did you do something like that in the first place? Why? Why take an anonymous job? More importantlyly, why are you working as a hacker in the first place?"
She had asked this question to herself, but in the end, her desire to get money won over her rational mind. Her lips trembled and began shivering.
Ahtrun sighed, letting go of her shoulders, "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for...but Meyrin...I..."
"No, I deserve it...because of my aide, Mrs. Joule was kidnapped!"
"Just, Meyrin...do you.still have a copy of whatever your client asked for in Shiho's account?"
She nodded, unable to utter another word. Athrun-san must be disgusted with me...I'm so...
The blunette patted her head encouragingly, "This isn't like you, Meyrin. What's done is done. There's no use regretting your actions," his voice trailed off, "I know someone who's also too consumed by her guilt that she had shut herself from the world. I don't want you to be like that."
"Athrun-san...," she smiled at him gratefully, "And...what happened to her?"
At this, Athrun couldn't help but grin, "She's...opened up now. She is a very strong person," he stood up, hoping Meyrin didn't see his blush, "I know you are a good person too, just as she is."
"Thank you," her eyes couldn't quite meet his, but she was glad at his comforting words, "I'll send it to you, Athrun-san...the copy of the file," she promised. He nodded and quickly excused himself.
After walking out of the conference room, tears once again blinded her vision. She leaned against the wall, willing her tears to disappear.
But I'm not strong at all...I can't handle this...I'm not like the person you described, Athrun-san...I'm not like Onee-chan, who's brave and outspoken...
"Oh dear, are you alright, Miss?" Meyrin was startled out of her thoughts at hearing a familiar voice.
"La-...who are you?" She quickly corrected herself as she discovered the speaker wasn't Lacus at all.
"Me? I'm Chief Campbell, pleased to meet you," Meer had a warm smile as she shook hands with Meyrin, "I'm just wondering what had happened, since you seemed pretty sad."
For some reason, Meyrin couldn't trust this stranger, who had a strange glint behind her eyes. There's something about her...
Not wanting to be rude, she simply made up an excuse and quickly left, not wanting to be in the Chief's peculiar presence any longer.
"So...I've changed so much that even a stranger couldn't trust me anymore? Do I really seem so...manipulating?" Meer whispered sadly. She shook her head, "No matter. I shouldn't let my trust in Mr. Dullindal waver. He is right, and Cagalli is wrong. After all, she did kill two people."
"So, I heard, a girl came to find you," Cagalli began, even though she seemed very reluctant to talk about it. Athrun blinked.
"Um, yes? What about it?"
Cagalli looked away, folding her arms. "I heard that she's really pretty, that girl...who is she?"
Being the very dense man he was, Athrun replied in confusion, "She's Meyrin, one of my best friends."
"Ugh, forget it," Cagalli groaned in frustration. She had her pride to maintain!! She couldn't just go and ask him more about Meyrin, could she? Cagalli did not get jealous, no she didn't!!
Considering Meyrin's known Athrun longer than me, she's free and probably suits Athrun better...sigh, seriously, what does Athrun see in me anyways? Cagalli suddenly felt miserable and inadequate.
Athrun was starting to get flustered, totally puzzled by Cagalli's mood. "Did I do something to make you mad?"
"No, not at all," she pouted, trying to act as indifferent as possible. He grinned; how cute she looked, he thought, still clueless. However, he unknowingly reassured Cagalli by smiling lovingly at her. Ugh, damn, can't resist that smile of his, she frowned.
"So, what are you doing here?" Cagalli asked, "I thought you're supposed to be patrolling right now?"
"I am, but I need to ask you something quickly," Athrun's face became serious, "Tell me, in all the details you remembered, the day Meer betrayed you and that you were arrested. I need to know, first-hand, from you. There must be something we can use against her and help you."
Cagalli visibly flinched at that, her usually sharp eyes flickered with uncertainty and pain. "No...it's too much, I can't. I don't want to go through it again...there are two kinds of tortures, Athrun. While I didn't suffer from physical abuse like Stellar did, I was...my mental state...I couldn't..."
Athrun wrapped an arm around her shoulder for encouragement. "Please, Cagalli. You're the strongest person I've ever met. You can stop whenever you want."
Cagalli swallowed, trying to get rid of a mechanic taste that suddenly appeared with the flow of her memories.She sighed, deciding it was time to open the box she had locked her memories in.
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"Meer? What's the meaning of this? What are you doing?!" Cagalli gaped in shock.
The grey-haired girl had a stricken look when she saw the blonde. Several tall thugs were standing off to the side, all fiddling with something that Meer had given them. In her hands were packets of white powder...heroine.
"I thought...Meer, why...?" Cagalli was still speechless, unable to process the fact that her angelic step-sister was selling drugs to strangers. Where the heck did she get heroine anyways?
Meer glanced at the packets, at Cagalli, and then back at the packets. The guilty girl shivered, at lost what she should do next. Suddenly, she looked up and glared at Cagalli, her innocent blue-grey eyes filled with hatred.
"You know too much, dear sister. You've done too much. I'm left with no choice...no, you left me with no choice," her usually chirpy voice was dangerously sly. Cagalli shook her head, not understanding what Meer was talking about and uncertain if the girl before really was Meer.
"What did I do?" The blonde asked in bemusement.
"What did you do? What did you do? Gosh, you ruined my life without knowing it! It's really useless to get close to you, dear sister. You don't even know about your family inheritance. Oops, very well then, you should be removed once and for all. What a pity, Cagalli, I'm afraid we can't have you spread my little secret around," Meer's voice was dark and cold, unlike the angelic voice she was used to, "Go get her, boys."
At her command, the thugs exchanged looks, glanced at the drugs, and lunged at the blonde at once. Feeling her voice hitch in astonishment, Cagalli jumped back in time to dodge one of the thugs' outstreched arm.
"Meer...?!" Cagalli glanced at her step-sister, only to find a pair of blank and calculating eyes staring coolly back at her.
Seeing that she had no choice but flee, Cagalli shouted on last time desperately, "Meer!!" Yet, her cry seemed to be unheard. Clenching her fists, Cagalli spun around and ran as fast as she could, with the mob hot in pursuit.
It was fortunate that her past experience from being a gangster before taught her how to act on her instincts. She relied on her senses and gut feeling when she navigated through the dark alleyway. So far, she hadn't hit a dead end yet.
But she was only a girl, a mentally exhausted girl. The mob would catch up eventually. It was all lies!!!!! Meer, how could you...you only befriended me out of your greed for my father's money? So your family only adopted me for the money? Damn it...Damn it!! I should've known better than trusting you...I should've never trusted you...but why? Why did you stop me from killing myself then, Meer? On the day we met...
Rain pounded onto her back mercilessly, blurring her vision even more so along with her tears. She could hear the thugs closing in. She couldn't keep running anymore...
Spotting an open manhole ahead, she practically jumped in, not caring about broken bones at all. It was lucky for her that she grabbed onto a pipe and helped breaking her fall. She ended up with only a few scratches, nothing she couldn't endure.
She waited and waited, deciding that it had been long enough that the mob had receded. She knew she couldn't just stay at this spot. It smelt awful, and seeing the persistent attitude from Meer, Cagalli knew she would be found eventually. The blonde hauled herself out of the manhole tiredly, making sure that the coast was clear.
Cagalli ran blindly in the harsh rain, the water hitting relentlessly on the pale girl. She ran and ran, uncertain of her destination. When she was exhausted, she leaned against the wet wooden fences for support; as soon as she caught her breath, she would start running again. Anywhere seemed to be a good destination, as long as it was far, far away from that place. Far away from Meer.
Finally unable to summon any more strength, the girl collapsed on the muddy road. Her amber eyes widened with an overwhelming sense of solitude. She was alone, all alone. That was how she had been, always alone. Even with Kira, she could still feel the empty gap of their childhood together, and the strange unfamilarity between her and Mother...
The ground seemed awfully enticing, so soft, with the rain enveloping her in a numbing sensation. Cagalli smiled dazedly as she closed her eyes to the welcoming darkness.
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"What should we do, Chief? She's only teenager, a pair of handcuffs should be enough, right?"
"Nonsense! Look at this gory scene before you. Who knows what's on her mind. Restrain her immediately when she wakes up!"
Cagalli opened her eyes painfully; it seemed that every part of her body ached so much she couldn't really feel anything. Her fingers seemed stiff with some kind of substance. A strangely sweet, pungent smell surrounded her, mixed with the bitter drowning taste of alchohol. She licked her parched lips, and recoiled in surprise when she tasted blood and alchohol.
"Sir, she woke up!"
"Well, what are you doing, then, make sure she doesn't do anything!"
She glanced towars the source of noise, and couldn't react in time when she saw several police officers gripped her shoulders hard and handcuffed her wrists and ankles. She was about to fight back when she took in her surroundings.
A horrified scream tore from her throat at the bloody sight before her.
Her mother was lying near the couch, a visible stab wound on her neck - precise and accurate, like a one-blow death by a trained assassin.
Auntie was a bit further away, yet her beautiful satin gown was stained in blood. The crimson substance splattered everywhere, with a few broken bottle of beer and vodka.
Cagalli couldn't stop screaming; it was surreal, it was too much. What had happened?
"Stop making noise, murderer!" An authoritive voice commanded her. Cagalli's wide eyes glanced at the Chief in shock. She looked at her hands, covered in blood. It was only then she realized she was holding a knife- the assumed murder weapon.
She promptly let it drop onto the floor, her mind trying to convince herself that it was just a hideous nightmare.
But it was reality.
"Mom...Auntie," she sobbed in fear, tears spilling down her blood-stained cheeks. She was almost hyperventilating now, her body shivered with tremors.
A strangled cry came from the direction of the door, and Cagalli looked up to see Kira's paralyzed form. A police officer hurried over to him, trying to calm him down.
"Cagalli...? Why are you...?" Kira's voice quivered with shock, his eyes filled with pain and sorrow. Then his normally gentle amethyst eyes turned into accusing glares, "What have you done?! What did you do to them?"
"What...?" she gasped, cringing from the anger in his voice. No, he wasn't accusing her of the murder was he?
"So tell me, Meer-san, what did it look like when you first discover this...inhumane scene?" The chief was asking the grey-haired girl. Meer shook her head, trembling. She didn't look at Cagalli at all.
"Meer!" Half-hope and half-dread filled Cagalli, last night's event forgotten, "I didn't do it! I didn't do it! Please, trust me! Kira, I didn't do it! Kira!" She was taken aback at how desperate her voice sounded. Meer threw her a fearful glance and Kira's eyes were blank.
"Tell that to the judge in the court later, young miss," the Chief's stern voice stopped her weak protests, "We shall be investigating everything, but I think it is quite obvious you are the murderer. Take her away," he ordered the officers, who dragged her numb form away from the house.
Away from the life she used to have; away from Kira; away from her trust in herself.
"So, wanna get a drink tonight?"
"No! Keep your hands off me," Fllay growled in annoyance, glaring daggers at a sly-looking man. Really, those imbeciles needed to stop bothering her!
"Ms. Allster, could you take the garbage bags to the back? You can go home after you're done. You've been working really hard," the manager smiled kindly at the red-head, who nodded happily at the thought of finally being able to go home.
"Okie!" She replied giddily, walking out of the back door and put the bags into the dumpster. As she was about to leave, her eyes caught something. Being the inquinsitive girl she was, she crept behind the dumpster amost reluctantly and tried to hear the conversation.
"Aw, come on, one more bag, Yuuna."
"No, I can't! She's not giving me anymore until I kill her targets for real this time," the purple-haired man snorted irritably, "Get your own stuff. There's only so much I can sell you. I need them too, you know?"
"Tell me who's the targets, then, I'll kill'em for you."
"Oy oy oy, don't make it sound so easy, stupid! The targets have to be removed discreetly. Currently a Rey and a Luna were too far away...don't feel like riding on a plane. But that Lacus Clyne...she must die for sure next time."
Lacus Clyne? Kira's new roomate? Oh my god, what should I do? Fllay backed away into the restaurant quietly, unsure what she should do with the information.
"She's just Kira's roomate. If Kira can accept her, so should I," Fllay told herself firmly. Proud of her own decision, she headed towards the brunette's house, determined to tell him.
When the apartment building came in sight, Fllay was surprised to see Kira at the front door with Lacus.
"Will you be okay on your own, Lacus? You can come with me if you want..."
"I'd love to Kira, but it seemed that Meyrin-san wasn't feeling well. I need to make sure she's alright."
"Okay then, I'll see you later."
Kira's leaving? Oh yes, he did mentioned this to me. He didn't invite me to go with him, though. Maybe I should ask him if I could come along? Fllay was about to open her mouth to call his name when words suddenly died in her throat.
Kira bent his head shyly and kissed Lacus on the lips. The songstress seemed surprised but returned the kiss as well, blushing deeply.
Instead of being depressed, shocked, or even angry, Fllay only felt calm, strangely composed. She walked away silently, her mind devoid of emotions, feeling completely empty. Her eyes glazed over with a crazed glint.
It felt as if something inside her snapped.
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End of Chapter 11
note: the flipping over the car thing happened to my friend once, only she didn't fall into a river, she fell into a thankfully empty ditch. So I'm thinking, falling into the river is quite possible...
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A/N: Not much Asucaga here, some Steshin and little Kilax. Fllay will play a big role in the future as well. Lacus didn't seem to be doing much these chapters, but her biggest role in this fic shall come up soon. So, if you guys haen't figure it out yet, Shiho is the witness and prove that Cagalli didn't commit the crime. Meer... well, more shall be revealed about her later, but most events are from Cagalli's perspective after all. But one point I can give you though, is that Meer really believed that Cagalli was the murderer.
...Review, please? Thanks for all your support that made this story this far, they mean a lot to me. Sigh, last week of semester 1...I'll try to update next week, assuming that the chem final exam didn't kill me...
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Athyra