Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed because America sucks at dubbing. If I did own it, I would discontinue all funding to...uh...prune factories to make better dubs. Yeah. Also, I have almost no idea about the series except in summaries so don't blame me for mistakes.
And yeah, I babble a lot story wise. Don't get bored...ah, too late.
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Kira gave a heavy sigh as he stared at the bunk bottom above. It's been three days since the chain of events happened to the crew of the Archangel/Kusanagi. Cagalli went renegade with an Astray, then Dearka tried to follow but his signal was cut, then all of a sudden Athrun decides to visit his father. Things were just not going right for them at all. 'I wonder how she's doing? It's been so long since that launch...I miss her.'
He rolled to his side at the thought. "Why do I miss her, though? She's like a big sister to me in a way but there's always something about her that affects me. Maybe it's because I'm too used to her being around. This might be my resting chance to move on to other things." His eyes closed, concentrating on his own suggestion. A minute later, he stopped. "Who am I kidding? I'm so bored without Cagalli. And Dearka leaving didn't exactly lighten the mood around here."
"You know, talking to yourself isn't a sign of sanity." The mysterious voice threw him in a state of off-balance as he fell down to the floor while trying to see who was in the room. "Hee-hee! You're always like that whenever you think you're alone. Glad some things don't change."
"Oh, hey Miriallia." he greeted lazily without looking.
"Jee, you sure sound chipper about things. What are you doing right now?" She sat on his bed, looking down at the still Gundam pilot. "We haven't seen you since Athrun left, you know. What's the matter? Miss someone dear to you?"
Kira turned his back away from the girl. "I don't miss anyone. Can't I just mope about nothing?" he mumbled.
"Kira...sometimes you have to get over some things in life. I know for a fact it can't be about the war right now." His eyes grew a little wide by her hearing abilities but still kept his silence. "Maybe you should...play a game or something?"
"Play what? We don't exactly have any game systems with us, remember? I don't think Orb thought bringing a simulation system was top priority for them."
She giggled at his rambling. "I mean a real game, not some electronic game. You're head must be too dependant on machines or something, Kira. I was thinking in the lines of Twister."
He looked at her with curiosity. "Twister? What's that, some sort of tornado making activity?" Another giggle was heard, causing him to tilt his head in innocence. "What's so funny?"
She stopped the laughs to see that he really had no idea what the game was. "Okay, just come with me. Me and Ssigh are going to show you what Twister really is about!" Miriallia pulled him by the arm to the other side of the ship, making Kira having doubts about her way of "fun."
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"Ahhhhh! Run away!"
"This is what I get for listening to you!"
"It's not MY fault! How am I supposed to know they have reinforcements!
"Shut up, and just use your rail gun. Now!"
A second later, three GINN mobile suits were destroyed in a flash. "There, you happy?"
"Forget the celebration. Four more at twelve o'clock!" The red Astray darted towards the enemy group with a beam saber in hand, destroying a unit in the rush. It quickly turned around while disengaging the melee weapon, then wielded the bream rifle behind its back and aimed. A burst of shots narrowly missed the first two, but the third wasn't so lucky.
"Retreat, all units! Get back-up now!" The obvious leader of the group was immediately fried by a barrage of missiles, followed by the survivor being hit by the shotgun energy rifle. The Astray and Buster came together, then landed on the nearby neutral colony.
With a sigh of relief, the Buster pilot took off his helmet and announced "Colony Magenti, the airway is clear. The space around you is free of ZAFT and Federation units within a 30 kilometer radius. Is that fine with you?"
An old man's voice rang throughout his communications. "Yes, that's fine work. We are thankful for you assistance, Orb Path pilots. I don't know how to repay you."
"It's no prob. Just some food and a little re-fueling is all we need. Is that proper?"
"Yes, yes that's reasonable. A small price to pay, but not much of a problem to us. We don't really have any use for these supplies anyway, and you kids need lots of food anyway."
"That's very kind, elder. We'll be back in a moment." The voice clattered out as he rested his head against the seat. "What a day."
Suddenly, a screen came up with an image of a very angry girl. "Hey, Dearka. What do you mean only food and fuel?! We need more than that to pay for everything!"
"Cagalli, we're trying to become mercenaries of peace not greedy people. Otherwise, we'd be just like the Federation or ZAFT."
The girl knew she was beat, but her stubbornness wouldn't let that go. "Well, how do you expect we are going to sleep? The heating doesn't work in L-4, and we've traveling around nowhere for three days! Your Gundam may be powerful, but you can't even read a map!"
"Are you STILL blaming me for that one incident? Asteroids aren't marked on the map!"
"But they're big enough to see ahead. We almost got ambushed because of you."
"Well, blame ZAFT for being well blended in space. It's hard to find them, you know."
"Dearka...those were red GINNS, with open communication lines. It's like being ambushed by Giraffes in China! How does that happen to a coordinator?!"
"You know, I bet you're making up for all the years we've been separated right?"
"Yes, that may be right. ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?! I'M ANGRY BECAUSE WE ALMOST DIED!"
"Oh. Let's go back to the colony, shall we?"
Bad idea, for Dearka became temporarily deaf while coming to the home of Neutrals.
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The car ride was uncomfortable for young Athrun, this time around. He abandoned his people, his father, the Justice was stolen by him, Lacus is nowhere to be found, and just recently her father was killed. He had to know if his father was behind all of this. 'I'm surprised they didn't shoot me at the spot when I arrived. Maybe he still is the same man mother saw for the first time...'
He looked somberly at the view of the colony, feeling a little relieved to be back home. 'Home...I haven't used the word in a while, yet somehow it doesn't feel that way. Ever since Cagalli was gone, nothing has been the same. It was just...boring there. Wonder why I feel this way?' His mind continued on the thought until he arrived right before the doors to his father.
'Well, here goes. I'm back...father.'
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"Kira, that tickles!"
"Sorry. I don't really know how to play this game." The young Yamato was being taught how to play an old Earth game called Twister where, in his opinion, people tested their flexibility on a series of colored dots. On a board with each color on a plate with a spinner, a different dot must be placed with a different body part designated by a second spinner on top. So far, the board has directed him to be bridging over a crouched Miriallia.
"Stop that! That really tickles!" Miriallia, with her only free hand, brushed away his hair that fell on her face. He was trying his best not to fall, but not even the most flexible person could hold out his position for long.
"Miriallia, move-" Too late, as he fell down on top of the girl, causing a domino effect on Kazu and Ssigh too. The boys groaned at the mistake, shaking their heads at the result of their pain.
"Man, you really suck at this Kira. Here's a hint: re-position your body before going on the next circle so you won't feel the pain as much. That's how I do it anyway," Kazu told.
"Uh, Kazu? I don't think he's listening." That was a bit obvious by both fallen kids with furious blushes on their faces. "I think we should leave now." Before any complaint or notice, he pulled Kazu' ear to get away from the room. That just left Kira and Mirialla...alone.
"So, Kira. I didn't know you felt that way about me. I thought Fllay was your girlfriend." The boy's eyes suddenly turned dark at the name. He got up coolly without a word and sat on a bed. "Kira?" 'Did I hurt his feelings?' "Kira, what's wrong?"
He looked up, then down again. "Nothing. It's...nothing. Really." Most would believe it was something trivial compared to the war, but as his long time friend she knew better. "Kira, tell me what's the matter? You don't seem half as stimulated since Athrun left."
A deep sigh was done before talking. "Mil, have you ever missed someone so dear to you that it rips you apart? Wait! I'm sorry!" He said quickly, realizing the death of Tolle still lingered in her. What was worse that the one who destroyed him was the same one that left the ship a while ago. "Mil, I'm sorry for bringing that up!"
"It's okay." she reassured with real sincerity. "I know you didn't mean it. And besides, Tolle would get mad at me for not moving on. He was only happy when I was, so moping around just for him wouldn't be his way. He's just like that, not caring for himself instead for others."
"Miriallia..."
Her eyes trembled at the memories. "But you know, if he was alive, I bet he would get a little angry now."
"What do you mean?"
The light brown hair girl got up and away from Kira to leave his room. Before exiting, she simply said "I think I'm cheating on him."
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Welcome to the Eternal, Mr. Athrun Zala."
The boy's eyes would've popped from seeing the man in front of him, but a limp arm quickly fixed that. "I don't believe this, but then again what's not to believe? Here you are, the former Desert Tiger, alive and...well, alive."
Andrew didn't take offense as shown by his one eye stared down at his cup. His non-existent arm was Athrun's main attention, or was if it weren't for his bullet wound. "Ah!"
"We should get you fixed up for that. Hey, one of you guys get Zala here to the sick bay." No sooner, a young man escorted him down the stolen ZAFT ship that was designed to carry the Justice and Freedom which they had taken before. 'Too much has happened to question anyone now. My father is no longer sane, and he even shot me. How can I live now?'
"Mr. Zala, we're here." The young man led him to the bay and left, followed by a nurse that started checking up on his wound. Carefully, she got a patch with some medicine on it to relieve it of pain and germs. "Thank you, miss."
"You don't have to thank me. If it weren't for Lacus Clyne, you would probably be gone."
"Lacus?" He was a little dizzy from the name. 'She's still alive? So the rumor of the Clyne faction wasn't just a joke. There really is a rebel forced under the Clyne family. Still...I can't imagine even alive now, let alone commanding a stolen top-class ship. This war just keeps giving us surprises about people.'
Speak of the devil, the said-girl floated in. "Hello, Athrun. I hope you had little trouble getting here? I was very shocked that you even came here, but to come out alive proves something."
"Proves what?" He looked in wonderment as the girl with a pony-tailed style and mini-skirt dress sat next to him. "How does him trying to lock me up prove anything?"
"It proves that he still sees you as a son. If he really disowned you, wouldn't you be dead by now instead of getting guards? He had the weapon, yet his finger did not pull. That would prove you are still his son in his eyes, and humanity still lingers within."
"Yes, but it's nothing more than a linger. I think as each person is killed more in this war, bit by bit it will disappear completely. Maybe that was just a fluke that I'm still alive."
"Now, now. If there were such things as flukes, how would we be as advanced as today? Many things over the course of human history has terrible wars and such, but also great discoveries have given us a chance to live. You are alive because it is destiny, because you are the light to everyone around."
'The light?' This puzzled the boy. 'How can a light be so dark, with my hands stained of blood? I have killed more than saved, yet she still calls me that. Maybe I am alive to repent for my past, or to stop this war. Either would be enough for anyone else, but I've done too much to be clean. I am the darkest light...' "Ow!"
"All done, Mr. Zala." The nurse said with a final wrap. He appreciated the sling since it lessened the pain, so both young adults went back to the bridge. "Lacus, let's talk about what has happened so far..."
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"Thank you for the meal. Let's eat!" Cagalli greedily ate the food in front of her with rapid precision, almost as if the rice was disappearing into thin air. The same elder man smiled at her appetite, but Dearka was just plain disgusted.
"Ew! Cagalli, you're a human being and a girl for heaven's sake! Show some manners at their house." He shook his head at the sight before taking in some fish.
"Now, now. You youngsters need to get lots of nutrition if you want to protect people. I would think piloting a mobile suit would be very tiring." His hand brushed the mustache very smoothly at the thought. "Very hard indeed."
The girl gave a victorious glare before taking seconds. "I told you, Dearka. Pacing yourself in food is wasteful in a an era where it could be your last. And I haven't had good food in a while, thanks to you."
"Is it my fault the rations were so small? You girls always think of yourselves."
"That's because it WAS for myself, Dearka. How was I supposed to know you were following me?" Another series of gulping before continuing. "All we have to do is find a nice colony, protect it with our lives, and we could do this until the end of the war. Isn't that the plan?"
The old man was intrigued. "So, I take it you are brother and sister? Twins, perhaps?"
"Yes, sir. Cagalli here is my sister, but we just found that out about three days ago. We decided to abandon the war to fend for ourselves."
"Oh? Was the group that you left corrupted?"
"Well, not really. They were actually trying to fight against both ZAFT and the Federation."
"What? Both powerful sides against a single rebel force? It can't be done, can it?"
Cagalli gave a reassuring look. "Don't worry, elder. They have two top-class battle ships as well as a series of custom mobile suits that can wipe out a battalion without a sweat. They don't need us."
"But still, wouldn't your skills be very helpful?"
They both shrugged. "We just want to decided for ourselves." Dearka answered. "And- Cagalli, I want that fish!"
"Too bad!"
"No! Give it!" Two pairs of chopsticks struggled in mid-air to get the last piece of fish fillet.
"Now!"
"Never!
"Grrrr! Give it here!"
More aggregation was felt and done, before the meat fell off both of theirs to flip away above them.
"MINE!"
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"Kira, you ready?" Mirialla asked on the comm. link.
"Ready. Freedom Gundam, Launch!"
The magnificent wings of the mobile suit opened while powering its thrusters to the designated target. Apparently, a distress signal was done by an unknown ship signal in the coordinates that Kira was going to. Due to safety precautions, only the Freedom Gundam would be needed in case the other Federation mobile suits come.
"Good luck, Kira." Ssigh sighed.
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"Mr. Bartfeld, please do not fire at the cockpits." Lacus asked the former war commander, keeping her cool in the present situation. Athrun was amazed that this ship lasted this long without any mobile suit support, proving that this was definitely made for the Justice and Freedom.
"It's going to be hard. I don't really know if we can even fire at them at all."
"Just please, at least try."
He groaned a little before giving the order to fire. The boy knew she wanted as few lost lives in any battle, but people do have to die in a war. He just wasn't sure how long until the ship falls to the constant barrage. The warning earlier by her was greatly ignored, and so this men once admiring the girl, try to kill her.
"Lacus, we're getting readings on type-D missiles. Fortress types! We're going down!"
She held firm at the information, not moving an inch of terror. "It's alright, Mr. Bartfeld. Maybe we will come out of this alive..."
A barrage of laser was shown before them. Three of the missiles were shot down, and the mobile suits' heads were blown off by a wave of energy. "It can't be...only one machine can do that."
The pink-haired girl agreed. "Yes. It must be Kira Yamato."
"Yamato, eh?" Andrew said with a smile. "Wouldn't he be surprised to see me."
A clatter was heard before a visual of the pilot was seen. "This is Kira Yamato of the Archangel battleship. Are you being hunted by ZAFT?"
"Kira! It's nice to see you again."
"Athrun? What are you doing here?"
"Long story. As you can see, Miss Lacus has gracefully saved my life as I hope you will do the same for us. Oh, and Andrew says hi."
"Andrew...you mean Andrew Bartfeld?!" His eyes under the glare of the helmet turned wide as saucers. "He's alive? How?"
"Later. Can you save us now?"
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The sleepless night, projected by the colony's cycle. Cagalli struggles to block out the cricket's noise outside with pillow upon pillow on her head. Meanwhile, Dearka was fast asleep on the elder's couch with a old TV set running on some news program.
"And in other events, a top battleship called the Eternal was stolen by the Clyne faction led by former song princess Lacus Clyne. Only hours before, they have joined the former Earth Federation Archangel battleship and the late Orb's Kusanagi. This is Marioka Tagashi with the Neutral News Network reporting good night.
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