ENDING #1

He turned his head around towards the others. "How about now-"

Kira felt his foot touch nothing as he took another step. He heard shouts coming from above him. 'What was going on?'

Slowly his vision cleared up a bit as he gazed upwards. The vague sensation of falling was enveloping his entire body. "Athrun." he called out softly.

His world slowly grew brighter, like he was rising up into the heavens. The light was blindingly bright.

He was falling...

Falling from the Strike.

And his body could feel that the gravity reducer wasn't on.

He opened his mouth as shouted, "Athrun!"

Athrun watched Kira fall. It was like a slow motion movie, you know something terrible's going to happen, and you can't do a damn thing about it.

He tried to move, but his body wasn't listening to him.

He was completely useless.

"Athrun!"

The blunette lurched forward off of the platform after he had tied the cable around his waist. He saw Kira below him, the boy's body was almost to the bottom.

The other was so close, yet so far away from him that he couldn't do anything.

He tried to angle his body differently, to create a faster speed to get down to Kira. But, nothing was working!

"Kira! Hold on!" he screamed.

The boy looked up at him.

And smiled.

The cable clenched around him, stopping his descent.

But, Kira's body didn't stop.

Athrun pulled out the knife he kept on his belt and sliced his cable and continued to fall. Kira's body was almost on the ground!

"Athrun!!" came the three other pilot's shrieks. "No!"

He reached out his hand, brushing Kira's shirt.

Kira smiled at him again.

The last thing the other said before they impacted on the ground was. "I can see. It's like a blind sight." The other crushed his lips against Athrun's and mummered a final phrase. "Don't die."

Athrun shot up in the bed that he had shared with Kira while he was blind.

And the pain was still there. It had never gone away, it had changed him.

Athrun sat at the brown haired boy's desk solemnly. His blue hair was now a dull slate color and his eyes had grown hard and emotionless.

It had been almost a year since Kira had died.

And it was all his fault.

The picture on his desk smiled at him. It was of Kira and him when they were younger. He was wearing his green outfit that his mother had made him, and Kira was wearing the shirt he had bought him for the festival that year.

"Kira..." he sobbed to himself.

The door slid open with a 'hiss'. "I said no visitors." he hissed venomously. He turned to see Flay standing by the door with a grin on her face.

"What do you want?" he asked with a growl.

Athrun had always thought that she was the one who had turned off the gravity inducer. But, he had stayed on the archangel after Kira's funeral, or whatever it was. Whatever the hell it was. It wasn't as near as special as what Kira had planned out.

The two had spent endless nights planning how they would want to die.

But, it wasn't supposed to be in the hangar. No, they were supposed to die together... not having to watch as the one person you loved most in the world's body being crushed on impact.

The girl giggled.

"What the fuck do you want?" he hissed. But added, "You stupid son of a bitch."

She giggled again.

"You do that again and I swear..."

"What do you swear Ath-RUN?" she laughed and walked around his chair, wrapping her arms around the back of it, him as well. "What are you going to do?"

She didn't see him pull it out. But it was too late when she realized what was pressed against her face.

The barrel of a pistol was resting against her temple. "This."

The soung of the bang echoed through out the long corridor.

But, the pain echoed through to his heart.

END

this is only ending one! . ducks random objects hurled at her please don't kill me! the other ending will be HAPPY!!