A Sister's Tears
By: Lómiothiel
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED!! If I did, I'd making money… not writing fan fiction… lol…
Summary: What if Nicol had a twin sister? After many the many trails of war, Nicol's sister has moved on along with Yzak, Dearka and Athrun after his death. How will they all react when they bump into someone else that looks exactly like Nicol… Is it really Nicol? Or just an assassin out to kill them?
Author's Note: I do not own 'Nicol's Piano The Theme of Tears'. I forgot to mention that in the last chapter… sweat drop… That's a real song and you can get the music sheets to that song on the internet. If anyone wants them, ask and I'll give you the URL. Other than that, nothing much really… School's just around the corner so don't expect many updates from me…
Reviewers:
Capicorn Pair: Thanks for your comments! They're always appreciated!!
angelbutterfly: Yes, it is annoying that you can't use symbols!! All my faces just disappeared… gahh… anyways, thanks for your review!! Insert happy face here…
DreamAnimeKitten: I agree! We need more Nicol stories out there! There's only around 5 I've seen so far… Hope you enjoy my fic!
Anin: Thanks for your comments! Sad? I didn't realize it was sad… sweat drop
Angel-of-Apathy: I only wish I had a twin… but I have a really close friend, we're almost like twins. It scares everyone how we act almost the same. Lol.. You have a twin! Cool! Aww, he's in Iraq… best wishes!! The title Theme of Tears is actually the name of Nicol's song… Yes, it's a real song. I have the piano music sheets to it. Feel free to use the title as I don't own it!! Although I wish I did…
Sweet-hunter: Thanks for your comments! I wish I had a twin as well!! People who are twins are so lucky!!
Well, onward with the story!!
Chapter 3
Nichola sighed. She missed her brother already.
"Arrrggggg. Why are you always trying to be the hero?" she said to Nicol's picture on the piano. "Baka." [1] She needed something to do. She was so lonely without her twin there to annoy her.
"Nichola!" called Mrs. Amarfi, as if on cue.
"Hai!" [2] she answered getting up to greet her mother.
"I have a favour to ask of you. Could you possibly go to Orb and give Azmaria's mother this?" Her mother handed her a very delicate photo album. "I would send it in the mail but I'm afraid something might happen to it. You wouldn't mind going to Orb now would you?"
"Iie! It'll give me something to do," [3]replied Nichola.
"Arigatou," [4]thanked her mother.
Nicol and Athrun landed at the base. Nicol had already gotten out of Blitz and just received word where to meet everyone. He waited for Athrun to get out of the cockpit of the Aegis.
"Athrun. They said the Klueze squad is to assemble in the second briefing room," he relayed to Athrun.
"Got it," replied Athrun as he landed on the ground.
"I'm asking you Captain! Let me take care of that bastard!" asked Yzak. Well, more like demanding yet still some what respecting their captain.
"Yzak, your too emotional…" replied Raww le Klueze, their captain.
"But!" protested Yzak. They all heard the door beep.
"Excuse us!" The door slid open to reveal Athrun and Nicol. Athrun immediately noticed the wound on Yzak's face, surprising him.
"Yzak, that wound…" Yzak glared at Athrun before turning his head in the opposite direction.
"Long time no see," greeted Dearka from the desk.
"His wound seems fine but… he said he won't remove the scar until Strike is destroyed," informed Raww. Athrun winced at those words as Raww continued on. "No matter what it takes, we must stop the "legged ship" before it brings the data to Alaska. However, it has already become the duty of the Carpentaria troops."
"That's something we should do Captain!" protested Yzak. He would destroy Strike one way or another. "That bastard is someone we should take care of!" declared Yzak making a fist. Dearka stood agreeing with Yzak.
"I agree, Captain."
"Dearka…" murmured Nicol. He knew there was something between the pilot of Strike and Athrun but he couldn't quite but his finger on it.
Dearka faced Nicol.
"I too, also tasted humiliation," he said unhappily. There was a brief silence before Raww spoke.
"Of course, I feel the same way as you guys do," he said. "Since there are preparations for Spit-Break, I can't be on the move but… if you guys are that willing, should I just send you off?"
"Hai!" [2] said Yzak happily. He couldn't wait to destroy Strike in revenge as he and Dearka stood up straight.
"Then form a squad consisting of Yzak, Dearka, Nicol and Athrun," declared Raww. "The leader will be… Let's see…" Raww thought for a moment and turned toward Athrun. "Athrun, I'll leave that up to you." Everyone was shock, Athrun the most.
"I'll call ahead so that Carpentaria prepares carries for you," continued Raww. As he spoke, Yzak had a hard time containing his anger toward Athrun. He glared at Athrun as the Captain spoke. "Start your preparations for immediate mobilization."
"Captian, I'm….?" Athrun was still in shock and slightly confused as Raww began to leave the room. Raww placed a hand on Athrun's shoulder.
"We are bound by destiny to this ship. I feel it may be difficult but… I'll expect the best from you Athrun." With that last statement, Raww le Klueze left the room. "Zala squad huh? I should observe really closely the way you are able to command." Athrun remembered a flashback with him and the Captain about shooting down Strike. Athrun knew this was all Klueze's plan and he made a fist at his side.
Nichola looked out the window as her shuttle entered the atmosphere towards earth. She opened the photo album in her hands. There were pictures of her mother and her best friends when they were children up to present. It was one of those memories photo albums.
At the Carpentaria base, three carrier transporters lifted off from the base. Nicol stared out the window deep in thought. He had a lot on his mind. In the waiting room, the phone beeped and Athrun answered.
"Waiting room, Athrun Zala speaking," he answered.
"I'm sorry. The transport that carries your unit has had some technical problems with its structural machine parts, so your departure will be delayed," said the voice. "Stand by there until we contact you again."
"Understood."
Nichola's shuttle landed in Orb. She was immediately rushed to Sakura's house, Azmaria's mom. Greetings were exchanged and Sakura insisted that her daughter, Azmaria, took her out around Orb. Nichola agreed. Not that she did have a choice in the matter. Azmaria was a 17 year old girl. She had green aqua eyes and very light purple hair. She was currently working at the Orb factory or the Orb military facilities.
"Arrrgg!!" complained Azmaria. "I still have to work for the next three days!! I have no time to hang out with you and you like never come to visit us you twit." Nichola sweat dropped. "Why did you have to pick now to come?!"
"Well, it's not my fault," she replied defending herself.
"Hey! I got an idea!" said Azmaria. "Why won't you hang out with me at the factory?"
"But I'm a ZAFT solider! They'd think I'm a spy!" protested Nichola. "And that would get you into a lot of trouble."
"Phhhh… Your not a ZAFT anymore. Remember?" reminded Azmaria rolling her eyes as she sipped her coffee. The two were at a local coffee shop during Azmaria's break.
"Stupid Nicol," muttered Nichola darkly. "Always trying to be the hero."
"Well you know he cares for you," retorted Azmaria. "He just wants to make sure your safe."
"I know," sighed Nichola. "But why should he fight and I can't?"
"Well…" Azmaria wasn't sure what to say. "How about you still come to the factory with me. Besides, your not with ZAFT therefore you're not a spy and I haven't committed no treason!" she said changing the subject.
"What if I go back to ZAFT," challenged Nichola with a mischievous grin.
"And do what? 'Hey Captain. Orb has weapons but we can't do anything about it cause they're neutral and if we make them our enemy, they'll side with the Earth Alliance therefore all the stuff I've seen is useless.'" mocked Azmaria. Nichola just stuck her tongue out at the older girl. "Twit." The two sat enjoying their drinks.
"Oi! Didn't you say you had pictures?" [5] asked Azmaria.
"Hai!" [2]Nichola dug through her bag and found the photographs and handed them to Azmaria.
"Who's this?" she asked holding up the photo. It was a blonde boy with a cheesy grin making a run as someone in red uniform was throwing something at him. Obivously, the blonde was taking a picture of himself. The person in red uniform was most likely Yzak.
"Oh, that's Dearka," replied Nichola sweat dropping. "Pilot of Buster. He stole my camera. There should be a couple of other pictures of Yzak attempting to attack the camera."
"Yzak?" questioned Azmaria.
"Oh ya. You don't know him," replied Nichola remembering that Azmaria didn't know everyone she knew and vice versa. Azmaria immediately burst out laughing at a photo of a sleeping Nicol with drawings on his face.
"You gotta let me keep this picture!" she wheezed.
"Iie! It's mine!" [3]replied Nichola as she grabbed the picture.
"Twit! You have the negatives! You can always make more copies!" snapped Azmaria.
"I have no idea what you're going to do with that picture!" retorted Nichola as she grabbed the rest of the pictures. "Besides, I can always use this to blackmail Nicol."
"Fine, be an evil twit." Nichola just stuck out her tongue.
[1] Baka = idiot
[2] Hai = Yes, Yes sir, Sir, ya etc…
[3] Iie = no
[4] Arigatou = Thank you
[5] Oi = Hey
Author's Notes: Well that's the end of the chapter!! Please review and tell me what you think!! The author always loves your comments!! I'm trying not to add more characters... it drives me nuts when you add too many characters but for the sake of the story, sometimes you have to... ¬.¬u Anyways, have a nice day… ja!!
