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Hey Everyone! I'm back! And I brought with me the eleventh chapter, lol!
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Now, here is chapter eleven, like I promised...
"Well, I guess it doesn't look too bad." Dearka told himself as he looked at his reflection in a mirror that was above a small table with flowers set on it. He was quizzically looking at himself, examining every angle of his head, in the great hall, where Miriallia had decided to perform the "dirty dead" of cutting his hair.
Miriallia, who was flicking some hairs off of her jeans, noticed this and walked up to him. "What, you don't trust my work?" She smiled evilly as she said this, plucking a few short pieces of recently cut hair from Dearka's jacket.
Dearka turned around, for once taking his eyes off of his reflection, and blushed when she said this. He couldn't believe that he didn't even trust the woman he loved to cut his hair. But then again, he had always been finicky about his hair. He always drove barbers nuts with his precise instructions on how to cut it, even though he didn't know the first thing about cutting hair. "Well, no. That's not it. I just wanted to look it over, that's all." He turned back to look in the mirror. It was a little shorter than he had always had it cut before, but it didn't look bad on him. He kind of liked it.
Miriallia eyed him skeptically. 'Uh, huh. Well, if you don't like it just tell me and I'll try to paste some of your hair back on in areas", She had an ironic look on her face.
Dearka squinted his eyes at her. He knew that now that it was done, their was nothing he could d about it. "Ha, ha, Miriallia".
Then she looked thoughtful, her hand brought up to her chin. "You know, as much genetic engineering they do on Coordinators, you'd think they could make it so they could grow their hair just by thinking about it." She smiled at Dearka.
He scowled. "Yeah, well. They can't do that."
She smiled even more. She had had a purpose in her last comment and now she was going to fulfill it. "Huh. It makes you realize that Naturals and Coordinators aren't that different, after all." She pranced by him and started to go up the stairs. "I think I should go check on my pictures now. Would you like to come?"
Dearka shrugged his shoulders. "I guess." He started up the stairs with Miriallia, thinking about what she had just said. "For all of the genetic engineering Coordinators had, they still weren't that different. I mean, yeah, they don't get sick from cold and disease. But they do get hurt just like Naturals. They may be stronger, but in some ways they are weaker just because they haven't had to deal with some of the plagues that Naturals have. One of these days, all that genetic engineering that they had done on Coordinators would eventually come back and bite them in the butt, so to speak." Dearka's mind rambled with these thoughts until they reached Mirallia's room.
"Ok, now." they stepped into her room.
Dearka noticed how neat and tidy it was compared to his. She was definitely a very neat person, in more ways than one.
"Alright, we have to turn out the light before we enter so we don't disturb the developing process." She had a serious expression on her face and Dearka couldn't help thinking about that time back on the Archangel when he had asked if she going to stay and fight with the other Naturals when he had just been released at ORB. She had told him that of course she was going to fight. It was her job and ORB was her home, so she was going to protect it as best she could. She had been so serious when she said that. And now, she was very serious about this, her photography. It wasn't just a passing by job, but it was her career. She was a photographer and that was all there was to it.
Miriallia went over to the light switch, after closing the door to her room, and turned it off. Darkness spread across the room, scattering shadows here and there. She went over to the windows, bringing the shades all the way down and blocking out any light that was left in the room. "Ok, we're all set to go into the darkroom". She walked over to a door and opened it. They both walked in and Dearka realized that the "darkroom" was actually a bathroom that had apparently been converted into a temporary darkroom.
Miriallia closed the door behind them and started fiddling with some prints. She seemed to see just as well in the dark with Natural eyes, as he did with Coordinator eyes, maybe even more so.
She picked up a few prints, looked at them with squinted eyes in the dark and said, "Ok, they're done, so we can turn on the light now, if you want."
Dearka flipped the switch and the bathroom became illuminated with florescent light. He looked over her shoulder at some of her pictures. "Wow! You are really good!" He said as she flipped through them to see how they turned out.
"Really? Thanks. I am still an amateur, though." She saw the few pictures that she had been dying to see and found that they had turned out very well. She hid them in her hand and held them to her side, so Dearka wouldn't see.
"No. They are very good. I would've never been able to tell that you had only been doing this for a couple of years." Dearka saw her hand movement and wondered which pictures she was hiding from him. "Maybe they are the ones of me." He thought hopefully.
"Well, we should get back down stairs and see if Cagalli and them are back yet." She said as she noticed him eyeing her hand.
They opened the door and as they went to her bedroom door, Miriallia passed her bad and flung the prints onto it. She tunred out the light and they both went down the hall towards the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, Miriallia noticed that their friends had returned. Athrun was standing in the great hall, with Kira standing next to him, the two engaged in pleasant conversation. Yzak was also with them, only he was standing a few feet away and was not talking to them, being his usual "pleasant" self. For most people it was more pleasant to be around him when he was quite than when he was opening his large mouth to actually say something because after he did so, it always seemed to turn into a fight then a conversation.
Dearka and Miriallia walked down the steps and up to the guys standing casually in the hallway. "Hey," Miriallia said, "Where's Cagalli and the others?"
Athrun flicked his thumb in the direction of the garden. "They're out there. Cagalli wanted to look at her ring in the sunlight amongst the flowers", he laughed.
"Oh." Miriallia turned to walk towards the garden patio, but Cagalli all of a sudden entered the great hall, very cheerfully.
"Oh! Mir! We were looking for you, sort of." Cagalli walked up energetically to Miriallia. "Guess what!
Miriallia smiled. Cagalli was very excited about her and Athrun finally getting married. "What!" Miriallia tried to sound as excited as Cagalli was, but it didn't really work.
But, Cagalli didn't seem to mind. "We are going to go roller skating to celebrate Athrun and me getting engaged!"
Miriallia looked at he, not quite sure she heard right. "Roller skating? But don't you usually go out to a nice diner or something when you have an engagement party?"
Athrun laughed. "Yep. That's what most people do. But not my Cagalli. She always has to do things differently. She likes to be unique, even for a princess."
Cagalli stuck out her lower lip as though she was pouting, only Miriallia knew she wasn't pouting because she had one of the largest smiles that Miriallia had ever seen, strewed across her face. "Oh Athrun," she said funning, "You know I just hate fancy parties. Besides, the ORB counsel will probably want me to throw a party, or something, all formal like. So, I decided that just us good friends would go out and do something fun!" Cagalli was very excited. "I just love roller skating! And we can all go, even you, Yzak, and Dearka."
Yzak looked up from staring at the ground just then and stared at her in horror. "What! But I don't know how to roller skate!"
Kimiko walked up to him and placed her hand in his. " Don't worry, Yzak. I'll teach you". she smiled sweetly up at him.
"Oh GOD help me!" Yzak thought, rolling his eyes back into his head. Bu the never made Kimiko remove her hand from his.
Dearka noticed this and smiled his mischievous smile that he had become so well known for.
"Well," Cagalli spoke up, "We should get going if we are to get there on time. They open skate starts at four and it's already fifteen minute till then." Cagalli started heading out of the great hall and was standing in the doorway.
Athrun spoke up. "Honey," Dearka snickered at Cagalli, the terror of terrors, being called honey. "Wouldn't you want to call ahead to reserve the entire rink?"
Cagalli looked shocked. "Of course not! The whole fun of going to these places are so that we can dodge the oncoming traffic!" Cagalli made a swooping motion as though she really was dodging things.
Athrun sighed and they all followed her outside. "Very well, Cagalli." He said as he loaded her up into his car. Kira and Lacus got into the same car with them and Dearka and Yzak go into a car Yzak had rented so he could go around town without having to ride everywhere with Cagalli. Apparently he had rented on their way home from the tour. Kimiko and Miriallia go into the back seat and Dearka, who was in the driver's seat, pulled off, following Athrun's car.
AT THE ROLLOER RINK...
Dearka sat down to tie his roller skates. He cringed as he sat down on something squishy. He knew what it was before he even looked. Gum. Yep, he had sat down on some gum that was very inconveniently placed on top of the bench, not under it, but on top!
His evening was not turning out well. First of all, he didn't know how to skate, which meant that he was most likely going to make a fool of himself in front of everyone and, most importantly, Miriallia. Then, to top it all off, He now sat down on some gum. He could tell his evening was not going to do so well.
He stood up, the pink bubble gum stretching from the seat of his pants to the bench. Cagalli was the first to notice and she laughed so loud that everyone looked up to see why she was laughing. "great! Just great!" Dearka though as he tugged at the gum, trying to get it to release from either his butt or the bench. It decided to do neither. It was old and tough so it didn't break easily, but was still fresh enough that it had all it's gooeyness and stuck to everything that touched it, including his fingers.
Miriallia saw his struggle and decided it was time to intervene. She got up from tying her own skates and skated over to him. "I see you have a little problem there, Dearka." She said as she giggled between words. It was actually very funny to see this dark skinned, handsome Coordinator having trouble getting away from some gum.
Dearka looked at her with a face that just said, "don't even say it" and "leave me alone". But, she didn't leave him alone. Well, she did leave for a few moments and Dearka was worried that he had insulted her. But, she came trotting right back with an ice cube in her hand.
"This should work," she said as she knelt down and applied the ice to the gum part that was sticking to the bench. It immediately froze up and became very hard, loosing it's stickyness ans making it easier for her to peel it off of the bench. She then handed the ice to Dearka and he looked at her in confusion. "For you," she said signaling towards the bathroom so he could take care of the gum that was on his butt where people couldn't watch.
"Oh." he said and grabbed the ice and stalked off into the bathroom. "Why did it have to be her that chose to help me. I feel so embarrassed. But then again……She did help me, so maybe that accounts for something." he thought hopefully as he removed the gum in the same manner Miriallia did.
When he was done, he went out to join the rest of the group, only the only there was Miriallia. The others had already gone out onto the skating floor, including Yzak, who was only getting along without falling because somehow she had convinced him to let her help him.
He walked up to Miriallia and said, "Ah, so….Well…look Miriallia, I don't know how to skate." He said, very much ashamed of himself.
"I know. I'll help you. We can start on the little rink", she moved him towards a smaller rink that was in an adjoining room to the larger one, which was where his friends were.
"You know?" He said surprised but didn't prevent her from directing them to the smaller rink, which was empty. He figure that if he was going to learn to skate, he should do it on a rink that was empty and didn't have people running over you all over the place.
Miriallia looked up into his deep lavender eyes. "Yes. I figured that if Yzak didn't know, then neither did you. It's not surprising considering that you two spent most of your youth fighting a war and probably didn't have time for this sort of thing."
Suddenly, he didn't feel so ashamed that he didn't know a lot of everyday things, like Barbies or roller skating. The way she said it, it sounded completely normal not to know those things. He always felt so good when he was around Miriallia and, just then with the two of them looking into each others eyes, it took all he had not to kiss her. "It isn't the right time, yet." he told himself as his excuse.
She brought him out onto the rink, guiding him with her skating backwards and him holding onto her hands, skating forwards. She started to sway her hips back and forth, making them move, and Dearka suddenly got very nervous. He started to lose his balance a couple of times. But with Miriallia's help, he was able to keep from falling.
They skated on, Dearka more confidently than he had before, and Miriallia with an ease that, to Dearka, made her look graceful. Finally, he felt he was doing well enough for her to switch from skating in front of, holding both his hands, to skating beside him, just holding his left hand.
He was starting to feel like he was ready to go out and face the larger rink with the people, when, as luck would have it, he skated over the only piece of gum on the rink. He stumbled a bit, not realizing why he was having a hard time, but Miriallia helped steady him. They started to move around the rink, even swifter than before, and his started to stumble again. He swung his arms back and forth, trying to regain his balance, but it just wasn't working. Miriallia grabbed hold of him and tried to steady him herself, but that just made things worse. He was tripping over his own skates and he couldn't help it.
He started to fall and Miriallia grabbed onto him even tighter, trying to prevent it. But she couldn't. Instead, she was brought tumbling down with him, falling underneath of him.
She would've been hurt had he not thought quickly and slipped his right arm around her, so he could hold her up from hitting the ground as hard. She landed with his arm underneath her and him on top of her, supporting himself with his other arm to keep from crushing her.
So, they lay there with him on top of her, gazing down into her sky blue eyes, drowning in them, and her looking up into his with a dreamy look on her face.
"I can't help my self," he thought. " besides, this is just as good a time as any." He started to lean his head down for the kiss. "Miriallia, I… L…"
But just then a little kid of about the age of four, miraculously appeared on the outer rim of the rink. "MOMMY!" he yelled, making Dearka and Miriallia look at him, " There's two teenagers here making out!"
With this revelation, the two immediately pushed away from each other and both their faces heated up into a heated blush.
A woman, of about thirty, appeared shortly after, with a look of disapproval on her severe features.
Dearka and Miriallia promptly stood up and got ff of the rink floor as fast as they could go in their roller skates, blushing furiously as they passed by the woman and her child.
"Damn! Why did that stupid kid have to come along and ruin everything!" Dearka scowled at the little boy, standing very proud like, that he had reported someone.
They sat down on the bench, not realizing the time and Dearka started to take off his skates. He had had enough of this. He was going to leave. He had already embarrassed himself too many times that day.
Miriallia didn't try to stop him. Instead, she looked around for the others. When she didn't find them, she came back to Dearka and stated, "Dearka, I can't find Cagalli and the others. Do you know where they went?"
"No", he shook his head.
"Hmmm, that's odd. I'll ask the lady at the front desk if she might know." she walked over to a lady behind a counter, discussed something with her for a few moments and then came back to Dearka with an even more confused look on her face. "She said they left about ten minutes ago. They were saying something about going to get some ice cream. Apparently they must've forgotten about us. Miriallia sat down on the bench next to Dearka in a huff.
"Well, what do we do now?"
"I don't know. We should probably just go back to the mansion and wait for them there."
"But what if they remember and decided to come back for us?" Dearka felt very weird being left all alone with Miriallia.
"Well, I guess we could wait for them outside, for a few minutes." Miriallia had taken off her skates and turned them into the lady behind the counter.
They moved outside to wait for a few minutes to see if Cagalli and the rest decided to remember their absence. After a few moments of staring at the parking lot, Miriallia got an innocently mischievous look written all across her pretty face. "Dearka, what were you going to say to me earlier, when we fell on top of each other, you know, right before that kid found us?"
Dearka stiffened up. "I actually wasn't going to say much of anything. I was going to do something" he smiled down at her with that all too well known smile of his.
Miriallia raised her brows, curious as to his meaning. "Oh?" she said like it didn't matter. "And what were you going to do?"
Their eyes met once more that evening and they both felt a gentle, refreshing breeze swish by. "This." He said abruptly turning her around and pulling her into his arms. He leaned down his head and placed his lips on hers before she could utter a protest.
At first she was surprised, but then she melted into his embrace and started to kiss him back. "OH MAN! You kiss good. You kiss better than Tolle. Miriallia! What do you think you're doing comparing Tolle to Dearka?" At the sudden remembrance of Tolle, she pushed herself out of Dearka's arms, leaving him looking hurt and repentant for even trying to kiss her. "Dearka, I think we should go back to the mansion, now." Was all she said as she headed towards the rental car.
Dearka followed her, his head bent down in a mournful stance. "I bet she remembered Tolle. You know for someone I don't even know, I sure do despise him a lot. But, oh…Miriallia, why can't you just let me hold you and love you?" He sat down in the drivers seat and started the ignition. He pulled out of the parking lot as soon as Miriallia was seated and buckle. They then drove the rest of the to Atha Mansion in silence, neither noticing that a mysterious black sedan, that contained a certain dark haired, handsomeCoordinator, was following them.
Oh Wow! I'm done. Whew. So, I hope you all enjoyed it! Finally I let them kiss, but alas, Tolle got in the way. Isn't awful?
Well, anyways, I only have two chpaters after this one, wow, it seemes like it went so fast.
Please review and tell me what you think. Also, try to guess who the person following them was. I think most of you will get it, but you never know.
In the next chapter, someone fromearlier comes back to haunt Miriallia. Will she succumb to his demands, or will her love for Dearka prevail? Find out in..."Loves Injury". Oh goodness I'm getting weird, LOL!
I purposely waited till I got ten reviws before I wrote this chapter, so if you want me to update faster, just keep te reviews coming, I like reviews,LOL!
Anyways, Till the next chapter, bye, for now.