Title: Cabin
Theme: #20 Fields of Gold
Rating: PG
Word Count: 817
Other Characters/Pairings: None
Author's Note: Yes, I do live in Minneapolis. Yes, I do have a cabin on the border of Iowa and Minnesota (its just over the border into Iowa). So this is written out of my own experiences. I don't like, but I'll post anyways. And the ugly stadium bit? Just a bit of hatred for the ugly Metrodome. -smirk-
"Why the hell are we going to Minneapolis of all places? Where is it anyways? The middle of nowhere?" Cagalli complained as she stared out of the window of the small plane at the approaching city, with its skyscrapers and ugly white-domed sports stadium.
Athrun smiled. "Believe it or not, but it turns out my family owns a cabin about three hours away from here, and I thought it would be a nice break from running Orb."
Cagalli stared at him like he was mad. "You mean we flew all the way here just to visit some little cabin in the middle of nowhere?"
Athrun blushed slightly. "It's not really in the middle of nowhere…"
"Sure its not," Cagalli muttered sarcastically, returning her gaze to the window as the plane continued its descent.
Athrun sighed. Cagalli could be so stubborn, and half of why she was mad at him was that he had almost literally dragged her away from the stacks of paperwork she had yet to do. But maybe she'd warm up to the idea once they got to the cabin. He could only hope.
Cagalli was still pissed off as they drove through the never-ending corn and bean fields. It was past harvest with the corn now a dry yellow, making the fields a golden color rather than green. These fields had been really the only things to look at in the past hours they'd been driving, with the exception of the occasional town.
"Not in the middle of nowhere. Right," Cagalli grumped for the millionth time, staring out the window as the fields flickered by.
Athrun sighed as they turned onto what he hoped was the Minnesota-Iowa border. He'd only been here once before, when he was young, but he was pretty sure this was the right road. He held his breath as sighs flashed by, smiling with relief when he saw the one he was looking for. It was hard to see in the quickly dimming light, but it was the one.
"We're almost there," he said quietly as they turned onto the rough, bumpy dirt road, both of them being jostled by the rough surface they were driving on. Cagalli grumbled as she hung on for her life. A faint cloud of dust floated in their wake, wafting over the dead fields on either side of the road. They drove for a minute in silence before seeing the first cabin. Cagalli looked at it with a mixture of interest and disdain as Athrun fought to hide a chuckle. The car slowly cruised by it, with cabin after cabin flashing by, until they reached number 32. It was getting too dark to see it closely, but it was small, only one story, with a small garage across the road.
"And welcome to the humble Zala cabin," Athrun announced as he parked, waving his hand grandly. Cagalli sniffed, still angry, as she stomped out of the car and over to the cabin, walking around to the side with the door, which faced the lake, disappearing. Athrun groaned. Now he had to carry all of the luggage in. Wonderful.
Athrun was sweating by the time he had carried all their things into the cabin, rubbing his arm, which had been whacked several times by that stupid screen door.
"I brought everything in!" he called, his voice echoing as he searched through the small cabin, looking for the fiery blond. But nobody was to be found. Frowning, he stepped outside, wincing as the door slammed shut behind him. Gazing at the lake, which was now dark except where glimmers of moonlight were reflected, his eyes noticed a dark figure sitting on the edge of their dock. A small smile on his face, he made his way as quietly as he could down the rough planks that made up the dock. But he wasn't surprised when Cagalli acknowledged his as he sat nest to her, dangling his own feet over the edge and draping a blanket over both of them.
Cagalli sighed, leaning her head wearily on Athrun's shoulder. She mumbled something inaudibly into his shirt.
"What?" he questioned.
Cagalli lifted her head for a moment to look at him. "Thank you," she responded softly. "You were right. I did need this. So thanks." She returned her head to his shoulder, staring back out across the calm lake to the twinkling lights of houses across Spirit Lake.
Athrun chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around Cagalli and drawing her closer. This lake was well named. It truly did revive weary spirits such as Cagalli's and his own. He felt like he belonged here, and as though he could be at peace, rather than ever watchful and distrustful as a bodyguard had to be. This had been a good idea. "You're welcome," he whispered as he gave her a tiny hug. "You're welcome."
-yawn- am so tired. be happy you people got anything, seeing as I got to school at 6:30 yesterday morning, and didnt come home from school/school related things until 9 last night. But i was nice enough to write.
actually have all the themes written, amazingly. its just a matter of typing them. this was lucky number 13, so maybe i'll get more done tonight.
And thanks to all reviewers! I'm too lazy to list you all, but thanks a lot! you're what keeps me going!
xxravenwingxx
