Mission: Impossible

Started on: Sunday, April 17, 2005

Chapter started on: 2005-04-17

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Anime: Gundam SEED/ Destiny

Genre: Romance, Comedy

Rating: PG-13

Pairings: Shinn/Stellar, Mia/Kira/Lacus, Athrun/Cagalli/Lunamaria, Lunamaria/Rey, etc, Dearka/Miriallia

Characters: Shinn, Stellar, Kira, Lacus, Mia, Athrun, Cagalli, Lunamaria, Heine, Rey, Auel, Sting, Meyrin, Dearka, Miriallia, Yzak, Mwu, Murrue, Rau, etc

Summary: Shinn is a guardian angel that's made one WAY too many screw-ups. He also holds the record for being the worst guardian angel in Heaven. Now, in order to keep his wings in the very least, he has to succeed this one extremely impossible mission. Can he succeed?

Disclaimer: Well, I don't own SEED/Destiny, so very sadly, from my poor excuse for an imagination, here comes this story! Enjoy! TT

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Prologue-A Prologue is a Prologue After All

All was quiet in the land of Endymion. The sky was well, blue, but still nevertheless undeniably beau-ti-ful! Fluffy, magnificent birds chirped their lovely song and flew across the colorless sky, and gentle winds blew by, tickling the green, green grass. Oh and look! An adorable bunny just hopped by! Perfect cobblestone streets intertwined the town, and quaint, little cottage-like houses were scattered about, and stores were bustling with angels. Literally. All in all, it looked very stunning, end of story.

But you know, no one really reads a story just to see how a town looks like, right? And since we've got the scenery thing down-pat and outta the way, let's all fast-forward to the exciting, suspenseful and absolutely thrilling job of Commander Mwu La Flaga!

Stamp.

Stamp.

Stamp.

Stamp.

Stamp…

OK, so I lied. Mwu's job wasn't thrilling. In fact, it downright sucked. It was boring; all he saw day-to-day and night-to-night were paper, paper, paper, and even more paper. Mwu literally wished he could die, but alas, he was an angel, which meant he had done something remotely useful in his time of life, and being an angel meant he was dead. So well, how do you die if you're already dead? He had tried to appeal for a life out in the countryside of Endymion, being a nice farmer, all settled-down with the woman of his dreams, all the young angelings coming to Uncle Mwu when they were bored out of there minds… but oh no… Le Creuset just threw his lovely little appeal away, the cold hearted man! Just what had he done to deserve the title of an angel!

Splat!

"ARGH!" Mwu growled, glaring at the inanimate stick of ink angels –humans, too- referred to as a 'pen'. The stick was currently clutched in Mwu's hand, the top having exploded from Mwu's unnecessary grip. And the ink of the pen was all over Mwu's prized face, thus painting him out to look like an overgrown tomato with arms and legs and the ability to growl.

How he hated Le Creuset for having the authority to kick back appeals and laugh at his face… how he hated the authoress for making him have such a crappy, boring job or having him dead in her stories. Why, why him? Didn't he look pretty? Didn't he endure this job as long as he had been dead! Why… WHY MUST IT BE HIM!

"C-C-Commander…?" his two assistants (which really was a fancy term for 'slaves' or 'lackeys'), Kira Yamato and Athrun Zala piped up, both looking pretty damn afraid. With good reason, I might add.

"Yes?" Mwu asked, eyebrow twitching uncontrollably. And to add to his plight, he had two pretty boys for assistants! Kira, despite being married, had ladies chasing after him like bees during his breaks, and needless to say, his fan club was quite violent. Blame it on his occupation as a pretty-boy singer when he was alive… And Athrun… words such as stupidly beautiful would sum him up, wouldn't it! Women following wherever he went, them just falling into his arms… could it have something to do with his previous occupation as a MODEL! It wasn't fair!

"Commander, you're… twitching," Athrun stated cautiously.

"Is there a law against twitching, Athrun?" Mwu asked blandly. Oh how bitter he was without his morning coffee made by his dear friend Andy…

"No, sir," Kira replied. "But you're stamping at an alarming rate and you're glaring at an inanimate object,"

"What did I do to deserve this, kids? This job is so boring!" Mwu whined.

"Our record says you did save a young girl from a car crash in the seventies," Athrun stated, shrugging.

Mwu sighed and rolled his eyes. "But I was drunk!" he protested, letting out a noise that was a cross between a strangling noise and a groan. "How was I supposed to know that stumbling out into the street completely wasted would save that girl? She looked a lot like a beer bottle to me!"

The memory was fond, really. He had been partying, in the hippie clothes and all, and gotten pretty damn wasted, and stumbled out onto the street, chasing after what he claimed was a 'beer bottle'. You can probably figure out the rest. It really wasn't pretty…

Kira sweatdropped. "Sir, the job isn't all that bad…"

"All that bad!" Mwu gasped. "Kira, where have you been the last thirty years? How can you say that? You're married to a beautiful wife, you have an exciting job as a law enforcement angel, and you're not the one looking at blindingly white scented papers and stamping them!"

Athrun cleared his throat. "But sir, we are your assistants," he pointed out.

"True, too true," Mwu nodded. "But either way, my job will always be boring. Since this daily chat of ours has come to an end, let's cut to the point. Kira, report to me."

Kira began to read from the report he had written (more like Lacus had written for him) the night before. "Well, Commander, the serial angel killer is caught and in the maximum security prison for the criminally insane located in PLANT, and the thief that raided the Dullindal mansion has been caught and sent to the minimum security prison in ORB." He finished.

"Athrun, your weekly report?" Mwu asked.

Athrun cleared his throat. "Sir, the progress is relatively well: Rey Za Burrel is doing extremely well in his latest assignment, Lunamaria Hawke is also doing relatively well, Shinn Asuka has managed to kill off his latest assignment, which was as you instructed a human family's pet dog." He finished, sighing.

Mwu blinked. "Did you just say that Shinn Asuka managed to kill a family dog? How'd that happen?" he demanded, awestruck.

"Well sir, in Shinn's report he says the dog tried to quote and unquote 'freaking kill me with that damn freaking sharp teeth, the little demon' so he kicked it out into the road out of self-defense, where the dog, very sadly, passed away with a resounding splat and yelp." Athrun read monotonously.

"Oh well, then…" Mwu trailed off, speechless. A dog? A dog?

How was it that Shinn Asuka had managed to screw up every single one of his assignments? First there was the ex-con that tragically committed suicide. Then there was the old man that had gotten run over by a car. Then there was the case of the teenage boy that got involved in gang-related incidents and had ended up in the hospital. So naturally, Mwu thought it had something to do with Shinn's charges being male. So naturally, Mwu instructed Athrun to place Shinn with a female charge. A drop-dead gorgeous model. Who couldn't guide her?

But no… the model had fell off the runway, tripping over a wire, snapping her ankle, and putting the model in a traumatized state for the rest of her life. Then there was the little baby… the doctor, the teacher, the construction worker, the singer… after about the amazing record of fifteen, the Guardian Angel Department and Mwu had lost count.

And now the dog…

"I'm sure he didn't mean it," Kira began nervously. Kira and Lacus took care of Shinn, and the reason Shinn was still standing as an angel was because of Kira and Lacus' incessant efforts and begging. And even the ever-patient Lacus was going to lose her hope and patience after this case!

"He's hopeless," Mwu stated bluntly. "He'll lose his wings, I'm afraid. He loses his assignments as quick as we give them out!"

"Commander, he's still learning," Kira protested.

"Kira, give it up. Not even you and Lacus can help him," Athrun shook his head gravely. "He's managed to have his charges either fatally injured or killed, all 127 times."

"Oh we only gave him 127 assignments?" Mwu asked, amused. "I thought it was more along the lines of 500!"

"Oh but come on, Athrun! The ex-convict wasn't his fault! He was too hard a case! And for the model, I mean it was only a broken ankle! And-"Kira was interrupted.

"Kira, face it: he'll lose his wings, and no amount of Lacus' cooking and your begging is going to cut it," Athrun said firmly. "We gave Rey a serial killer for his first case, and he succeeded fine!"

"But Rey is a naturally inbred angel," Kira argued. "He must have some natural flair!"

Mwu frowned. Rey and Shinn were two very different examples of guardian angels. Rey was perfect in every way; he did what needed to be done, and succeeded rather well, and had no death rate or injury rate. He was one of the best guardian angels in Endymion, aside from Athrun himself, pre-law enforcement Kira, Heine Westenfluss, and Lacus. Rey kept by the rules, was polite, and was a perfect little cookie.

Shinn on the other hand, was rambunctious, rebellious, butted heads with the authority at least three times a week, was probably the worst guardian angel to have existed in the history of Heaven, was clumsy, stubborn, a screw-up, and was anything but perfect. See the contrast yet?

Athrun and Mwu sweatdropped.

"Kira, that must be the most pathetic argument you've made in a while," Mwu clapped sarcastically. "Face it kid, there's nothing you can do."

"Aww come on! Just one last chance? We'll straighten him out, I promise!" Kira pleaded. "I'll buy lunch for an entire month!"

Athrun and Mwu's ears perked. "An entire… month you say?" they repeated deviously.

Kira gulped, and sighed. "Yes, an entire month," he said dejectedly. "Just… give him one more chance."

Mwu tapped his fingers together and Athrun nodded slyly. "We'll see what we can do…" they trailed off, grinning slyly.

Shinn, you'd better do whatever they ask… Kira thought darkly. Oh, his hard earned money…

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Elsewhere in Endymion

In the skies of Endymion, lying lazily on a fluffy cloud, the aforementioned Shinn Asuka was chewing on a blade of grass, eyes closed. The wind ruffled his messy black hair, and he rolled right on his side as soon as he felt pressure on his cloud. Not a second later, shrill voice attacked his peaceful ears.

"Shinn! What are you doing here! Do you know how much trouble you're in!" Lunamaria Hawke screamed, aggravated. She put her hands on her hips and glared at her fellow angel. "SHINN!"

The other angel made no move of answering, simply motionless on the cloud, still chewing on the blade of grass.

Drawing in a deep breath, Lunamaria screamed her loudest. "SHINN ASUKA!"

When Shinn made no indication as to whether he heard her or not, Lunamaria's eyebrow twitched and her violet eyes filled with pure irritation. "SHINN! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!"

Finally, Shinn rolled around to face Lunamaria, fingers reaching into his ears and pulling out… earplugs.

Lunamaria stared, dumbfounded before sighing and plopping down onto the cloud. "Do you even know how much trouble you're in this time?" she demanded, crossing her arms crossly. "I hear it's really serious this time, Shinn."

Shinn grunted, rolling onto his side.

"Ugh, you're such a child, Shinn! Why can't you just apologize to the Commander? You know he has the power to throw you right to a minor angel prison or something!" Lunamaria snapped. "You're always butting heads with the authority, especially Commander Zala! He's always forgiving you-"

Shinn smirked. "Too bad he's engaged to Representative Attha, eh?" he said slyly.

Lunamaria blushed beet red, and looked away, huffing. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Shinn!" she declared, flustered.

"You like the Commander," Shinn teased, crimson eyes twinkling.

"N-n-no, I don't!" Lunamaria denied, stuttering.

"Come on, Luna, I'm not stupid," Shinn rolled his eyes.

Maybe I'd better introduce them, huh? Meet Shinn Asuka: a rebel without a cause. That was what Shinn was in a nutshell. He was stubborn and could get things done when he put his mind to it. He had been wandering around Endymion, completely lost and abandoned, in a state of shock when Kira had found him in an alley when the older angel had been chasing a robber down the street. There were no discernible records of his death, nor warnings of him coming into Endymion. The first memories of Endymion were branded onto his mind like a tattoo that wouldn't go away…

Flashback

How long had it been? An hour? A day? Maybe a week even? Shinn had lost count. He didn't care for anything at that moment. All he felt was cool numbness and tangible pain. Funny how he could feel the two at once. The cracks still echoed in his mind and his families cries haunted him desolately… and that flash of deep magenta. And blue. A flurry of feathers… what was it?

Distinct yet far away voices floated over to his mind, one of them belonging to the man who had found him. But normal humans didn't have wings, did they?

"…There aren't records of his death anywhere," a muffled voice of an older man was saying, both confused and anxious. Shinn imagined him usually a man of a cool nature, always adding his two cents worth.

"But that's impossible! How did he get into Endymion then?" that was the… being who had found him. Kira Yamato… he was easily recognizable. But didn't Kira Yamato die?

There were sounds of movement before the first man spoke up. "I have no idea," a pause. "…I should also tell you, we've lost-"

"Hello there," a calm, sympathetic voice said kindly, and Shinn blankly turned his head to look at a young woman that had adorned the posters of many movies a long time ago. Lacus Clyne, the beautiful pink-haired actress… her aquamarine bore into his crimson eyes, sorrow reflected in them.

Shinn made no answer and stayed silent.

"May I have your name?" the woman in front of him asked quietly.

"Shinn. Shinn Asuka," Shinn's blank reply shocked even himself. Shouldn't he be excited to meet Lacus Clyne face-to-face? Mayu would have been ecstatic! So what was the feeling of horrible emptiness doing in his heart?

Flashback to present

Ever since then he had been with Lacus and Kira, attending Endymion School of Guardian Angels and earning his degree, with Luna, and Rey.

Ah… Lunamaria Hawke. She was an eccentric one, to put it simply. She was outgoing and outspoken, spoke her mind when she wanted to, but knew when to keep her mouth shut. She worried for her friends, especially Shinn, what with his trouble-making skill and all. The magenta-haired girl was an average guardian angel: screw-up here, screw-up there, nothing major. She had died due to leukemia, and was often seeing lying on a cloud, looking emptily into a mirror her sister had given her, staring at what had become of her family now. Her cheerful grey-blue eyes would be filled with despondency then, something that someone didn't like to see that much.

As Shinn had stated, she admired Athrun Zala, perhaps even had a little crush on the fellow, but she knew he was madly in love with Cagalli, and hadn't really expected much anyway. If only her blind self could see someone else that always paid extra attention to her… how her romantic life would get a jump-start then!

But no, life is never that simple…

"I know you're not stupid, Shinn, but I don't like Commander Zala," Lunamaria huffed, crossing her arms. "So you can forget about it!"

"Right… right… whatever you say, Luna," Shinn smirked, sitting up, gazing absentmindedly at a floating cloud.

"ANYWAY," Luna cleared her throat, her expression changing into that of a very serious one, her brows knitted together. "You had better go see Commander Zala and Commander La Flaga pronto. You're in a lot of trouble,"

"The worst they can do is throw me in minor prison," Shinn shrugged, scowling.

Lunamaria shook her head. "It's a lot more serious, this time," she declared. "I hear they're even thinking about clipping your wings, Shinn!"

Shinn froze but scowled. "Whatever. It's no like I ever wanted to be a stupid guardian angel anyway. They can send me to hell for all I care!" he snapped, crossing his arms. "It's not like I had a choice in the matter, OK? So quit hounding on me like you're my mother!"

Lunamaria shook her head furiously, borderline tears brimming her eyes and panic etched onto her face. "No, no, no, you cannot say that, Shinn Asuka Yamato! You don't know what happens to fallen angels! I lost my best friend, and trust me, it's not something you want to go through!" she cried.

Shinn blinked, astonished. "Uh… OK, OK! I'll go see the stupid Commander…" he mumbled getting up and dusting himself off. Navy blue wings spread from his back as he prepared to take off.

"Don't be such a child, OK? Make sure you behave and do what they tell you to!" Luna chided as Shinn flew away, hands clamped over his ears. "You don't want Commander Yamato and Miss Lacus' efforts to be in vain!"


A/N: I know I bashed Shinn a little bit, but it's all for a good cause, and I feel bad, 'cuz I like him. Not my best efforts; it's a little scattered, and I'll probably redo it if I EVER get around to it... (nerovus laughter) Read and review, even if you hate it!