Disclaimer: Oops… I think I forgot what I was supposed to say. (thinks for a while)… Oh yeah, I'm out to conquer the world! Mwahahahaha! No wait, that's not right. Oh, I remember! Gundam Seed isn't mine!

a/n: I never thought my sore fingers could still type this chappie. Do you know that it's 9 in the morning and I'm actually up? Yeah, just because I wanna type in this chapter. I think it's gonna be longer this time. Yeah, maybe I will play Soul Calibur 2 instead. Well, read, review, review again and then do whatever else you're gonna do.

In Palawan…

"Oh, Abu Sayaff, where are you?" Kira hollered in a singsong voice.

"We're right over heeere!" Mr. Pink mimicked his singsonginess. It came over, machine gun in (nonexistent) hand.

A rebel dragged Shin and shoved him in front of the Haro leader.

"Ow! Watch the hair! I use expensive hairgel!"

"Looks like it doesn't work!" Mr. Pink snickered.

"Okay, everyone shut up, give us Shin, and we're leaving!" Kira scowled.

Meanwhile, Lacus was preoccupied with a dragonfly. She was running around the island, chasing it.

Just then, the Justice Gundam parked itself right on top of the dragonfly, snuffing out the life of the poor creature.

"My dragonfly!" Lacus wailed.

The cockpit opened and Athrun stepped out.

"Palawan, at last!" He took in the fresh air.

"Athrun! Get these handcuffs off me!" Cagalli screamed.

"But then we won't be able to make out later," Asuran whined.

Everybody stopped moving. Their left eyes twitched.

"WHAT?" Athrun questioned angrily.

"Take them!" the pink spherical robot roared.

When Yzak and Nicol arrived in Palawan, they saw the Freedom and Justice parked on the shore. They jumped out of the Blitz. Yzak tried to resist the urge to vandalize Kira's Gundam.

"Yzak, let's go find Shin!" Nicol said.

Yzak was just about to take out some spray cans from his bag.

"Yak, you can trash the Freedom later!"

"Don't call me Yak!"

Nicol suddenly stopped moving. Since Yzak was right behind him, Nicol's abrupt stopped caused "Yak" to trip over.

"What the FREAKIN' HELL do you think you're doing?" he roared.

"Looking at all those AK47 rifles."

"What do you mean… oh."

There were approximately sixty AK47's pointing at almost every inch of their bodies.

"Please don't shoot me! I'm too young and beautiful to die!" Nicol pleaded.

"Spare the lady!" Mr. Pink commanded.

"That's no lady! That's a g-!"

"SHADDAP!" A meat bun came out of nowhere and stuffed itself into Yzak's mouth.

"Mmm… not bad!"

"Capture the old geezer!" Mr. Pink ordered.

"I'm not old! Are you stupid?"

"But you've got white hair! And all white-haired people are old!" a rebel implied.

"Take the old guy and leave the pretty lady alone!" Mr. Pink winked at Nicol, who looked at it with horror written all over his face. The rebels left him, and he still had the expression of horror.

Yzak was thrown rudely in a sort of hut. He was surprised to see the others as well.

Kira was glaring at him. "I hope you didn't lay a finger on my Freedom," he snarled.

"I hope your mouth disappears so we won't have to hear it flapping," Yzak muttered under his breath.

"I… heard… that," Kira hissed, gritting his teeth.

"Like… I… care," Yzak, the hair-trigger-temper-boy, mimicked.

Everyone else decided to get out of the way. They were squished in a corner of the room, sweat dropping, and looking scared, while Yzak and Kira were at the center, still trash talking.

"Well, I know that you peed on your bed the other day!"

"Well you- hey! How'd you know that?"

"I have my sources."

"Why you freakin' asshole!"

"What is the meaning of this!" the Haro suddenly barged in. "Not that I'd care," it added

"If you really wanna know…" Kira started to say.

"Of course I wanna know! Now spill it or die!"

"The heir of Creuset here-," he pointed at Yzak, "-apparently put some graffiti on my Freedom!"

"Who're you callin' 'heir of Creuset'?" Yzak's eyes grew wide with anger.

"Explain yourself, old man!" Mr. Pink said loudly, as if it had all the power. Which it evidently had.

"Well, this moron here apparently sneaked in my room the other day! And now he's embarrassing me!" Yzak retorted.

"You can both settle this in a friendly- ah, who am I kidding? Go fight in the Sumo Wrestling ring!" Mr. Red-plus-white-equals-pink said.

Minutes later, both contenders were wearing nothing but loincloths as underwear (you know, the ones used in Sumo Wrestling). They were inside a circle, in a fighting stance, and glaring at each other furiously.

"Prepare to eat my dust!" Yzak sneered.

Yzak's fan girls (who came outta nowhere) squealed in delight as he gave them one of his "charming" looks.

"Well prepare to eat my…erm… fart!" Kira countered.

Everyone fell silent. A Haro referee flew over.

"Ready-," Kira clenched his fists, "-set-," Yzak bared his teeth, "-go!"

"HEAD-BUUUUTT!" Kira was charging towards the Yak man like a bull. Yzak smirked, waiting.

"WEDGIE!"

"Ahhh! My sword!" Kira was flailing his arms as Yzak suspended the loincloth on a nearby nail that was on the trunk of a tree.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" The male people, including the Haro, were laughing upon seeing Kira's balls. Lacus and Cagalli looked away quickly. The Haro stopped laughing immediately.

"Take 'em back to the hut!" it roared.

"Can Cagalli and I get a private hut?" Athrun asked, almost begging.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," it said waving its mechanical hands. "There are some 'Frenzy' condoms on the shelf," it added. "Indulge!"

"Thanks! I will," Athrun winked.

"Now get outta my sight!" it yelled.

"When we get outta here, Athrun, I'm gonna kill you," Cagalli said in a weirdly calm voice.

"Okay! But for now…"

"This is gonna be a looong day," Athrun's girlfriend sighed.

a/n: Whew! That was long. I'm sure I'll update tomorrow, but I gotta start writing the tenth chappie! Sayonara! Please review! x3