Ha-ha, ok, ok- here ya go. I decided I wanted to extend the ending... cause drama is good. And you people complained enough to compel me to do so. That's right, it's short, and don't ask me to do anymore on this one, I'm just ganna leave it alone now... and yes... it's short...

Don't read if you were already content with the last ending O.o; which I was.

Shinn bit at his lip, could he really just give up on the idea of them? Yes, Athrun used him, and that hurt. But-No! He shouldn't have second thoughts about this, he needed to make up his mind and keep it that way, even if Athrun practically poured out his heart and soul for the world to see...

God he felt like such a jerk.

Slowly Shinn looked out the window; Athrun's car was still there, so that meant that he hadn't left yet. Or did he-and the idiot was just going to walk home in that weather?!

But... Shinn didn't care... right?

Athrun just let himself go the course of his mind –blank. He didn't know what to do anymore. He couldn't remember when he sat down next to the building, or when he stopped crying. He could hardly remember anything about the whole god damn night. The chilled air bit into his tear streaked face, trying to loll him to sleep, and to tell the truth, it sounded like a wonderful idea. Slowly his eyes slid shut, even just closing them felt good. His mind was tired; his body was starting to feel numb. Athrun knitted his brow as he heard foot steps, they were vague, and you could only tell because of the soft crunching noise that the grass made when you moved it too far, but foot steps none the less. He lazily wondered to himself who it was, not caring too much to find out. When the footsteps disappeared he went back to his busy task of nothing. Lamely reminding himself that he should go home, because no one wanted him here anyways... no one of importance anyways.

"Are ya just gunna sit there?" a voice rang; this prompted him to open his eyes. He looked up hopefully, but became discouraged as soon as he saw the persons face. Athrun closed his eyes again on the stranger. The person was pretty boring to look at anyways; they were covered from head to toe in some grey cotton like material, he must've been in his late 50's or something too.

"... Yes." Athrun answered almost childishly. The man chuckled at that.

"Well, I'm not gunna let ya, so how abouts' ya come on up wit me an' I gets ya somethin' warm ta eat?" Athrun sighed, he liked his spot, it was of absolutely no importance to anyone but the person living behind it, and the one on top of that...

"No thank you, I'm fine..." Athrun said slowly, careful not to insult the old man.

"Na, ya're not fine, cause ifs ya were, ya'd be up an' about." He quipped, laughing a little bit at himself "Common ya lazy bum, that's what's wrong wit ya youngins today, no motivation!" he laughed again, shoving his hand in Athrun's face the moment he opened his emerald eyes. "M'names Hodge, But ya can call me Charles-I own the buildin' ya're leaning on." He smiled, his face showed his age even more. Athrun blinked at how forward the man was, and forced a weak smile of his own.

"I'm Zala Athrun... and sorry?" he took the offered hand, intending to shake it as one would do for introductions, but instead was pulled to his feet. The man who called himself Charles then proceeded to lead him over to the entrance and into the lobby, taking a bit of time to chat with his young employee. She was as happy as anyone could be when he came in-Athrun came to the conclusion that he was a good boss... soon he was in a small restaurant. It was decorated boredly, suiting the old man to a tee. He talked to Athrun about the weather, idly paying attention to anything Athrun had to say; like protests.

"Any-a-ways; watcha doin' here?" Charles smiled warmly as he was about to start to drink something that a waiter had brought him without being asked too. Athrun felt like telling off the old man that he dragged him here, but it would have been far too rude, and Charles was only trying to be nice...

"I came to see someone..." his words were muffled as he held the menu closer to himself. The old man looked off thoughtfully.

"Girl troubles?" he quipped.

"Well... sort of..." Athrun reluctantly answered. The man smiled proudly.

"Did ya try talkin' to her?" he asked, leaning forward.

"... Y-Yes..." Athrun hesitated.

"Hmmm, and I bets ya she turned ya down huh?" he smiled; Athrun idly wondered if his teeth were drenchers. He nodded.

"Well, it's 'cause ya gots ta proves ta her that's ya love her!" he said in an all knowing way. Athrun smiled softly at the old mans enthusiasm.

"And how do I go about doing that?"

It had been 3 days since Shinn last saw Athrun, and he was thinking about him more and more. The more he thought about that night, the worse he felt; Shinn knew full well that what he did wasn't the best way to go about it. He needed to pick up the pieces and move on. But he couldn't bring himself to do that. He still felt like he should be loyal to Athrun, a part of him clung to the love he had for Athrun. And he found himself not wanting to let go. He looked over at "no mans zone" and played with a wisp of miss placed hair. Shinn stood; he needed something out of... there... He ventured were he promised himself not too, but once in, he found it hard to leave. His fingers traced over the soft fabric of a shirt, slowly gripping it. He had accumulated a few things from Athrun, and he couldn't force himself to throw it all out. He sighed heavily walking over to a pile of clothing and dropped down on it, snuggling into the fabrics. Shinn's arms tightly clung to the shirt he held to his chest, glaring at the outside world.

"... I miss him..." Shinn mumbled, laughing a little that he was talking to himself. "I don't think it matters anymore though, sure, it hurt. But he came back, and I should've given him a second chance you know?" he asked aimlessly trying to get an answer out of the walls. He answered himself a few moments after with a curt nod. Blinking a few times when the door bell rang. Shinn felt much more up to the task of moving and walked over to the wooden slab that kept the outside out. He pushed passed the door, not bothering to check to see who it was.

Speaking the devil...

Athrun smiled slightly; a little uncertain of himself suing as his last approach didn't work to well he opted to just try this one.

"Hey..." he said softly. Shinn stared in a state of awe; he glanced down at the shirt in his own hand only to quickly stuff it behind something out of sight.
"H-Hi, umm... Athrun... I'm sorry ok?" Shinn said in a low voice, not really proud of himself for apologizing like this, or at all. But he was glad that the awkwardness would've been broken sooner then later, and he was sure Athrun was glad for that too as a look of relief washed over his face.
"I'm sorry as well... Shinn..." Athrun retorted. "Umm, may I come in...?" he asked softly. Shinn glanced over his shoulder at his needed to be cleaned house, wincing slightly at the mess.

"Ah, Athrun, h-how about we just go out... for... old times sake?" he offered instead, and was glad when Athrun nodded.

The two walked side by side, chatting about everything. It soon became comfortable for them to even talk about a few fun times that they had together. Athrun managed to get Shinn to blush and stammer by mentioning a few of their more intimate moments. A comfortable silence settled in around to two boys, the park they were at was one of their old places to visit; it just looked a bit different from the last time they were there.

"Have you ever considered moving into a place of your own, you know, not an apartment?" Athrun asked, tilting his head to the side. The clouds had suddenly become of such interest to him at that moment. Shinn glanced over at his ex, a curious look to his face.
"Yeah, plenty times, but I can't afford that yet, I still need to get a good job first." He stated boredly. "You've already got your own place, wish I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth." Shinn teased getting Athrun too look at him, insult written across his face,Shinn started laughing at his own joke as if it was the funniest thing in the world. Athrun stared at him, a little dumbfounded thanks to the boy's obnoxious laughter, but it was good to hear him laugh again. Once Shinn was done he smiled brightly at the older male, before quickly stealing a kiss from Athrun's lips. Needless to say Athrun was shocked. Shinn looked away, and started to explain himself.
"I-I'm sorry, Athrun... I just... umm... I'm... not sorry..." Shinn stated stubbornly, leaning in to kiss Athrun again. "I still love you..." a hint of hurt, or was it desperation laced Shinn's voice. Athrun stopped Shinn inches from his face, a smile on his lips.
"Shinn..." Athrun started, a sigh passed his lips. "You know as much as me we can't go back to the way we were before..." an almost bitter look to his face, Shinn simply looked down. "But... I don't want to let go of it either..." this picked up Shinn's spirits, his ruby eyes widen in anticipation, waiting to hear Athrun's offer, and he'd do anything.
"Then how about we do things right this time?" Shinn quickly asked.

"... huh... yeah, that's a good one... but, how about this..." Athrun pulled Shinn closer to him, feeling refreshed having his former lover this close again.
"Marry me..." Now it was Shinn's turn to be flabbergasted
"... I... yes..."

Happy? .