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A/N: This is my second attempt on a Gundam Seed fic. Hope you enjoy it as well.

Summary: Blood! Tragedies! Carrying the seeds of darkness within him, he finds that these are the constitutions that line up his vision and world. In a mind so fill with despair, will Lacus Clyne be able to carve out a path of light in his heart? Side story to my other fic, Transition of Feelings. If you'd like to read it, the link's in my bio.

Unconcealed Darkness

The sky was gradually turning on a darker shade, transforming the ethereal vast blue above into an imposing shade of darkness. At the same time, the puffy white clouds, which previously occupied the atmosphere were now gone, replaced by the seemingly impenetrable dark gray ones. The world seemed all too ready to be engulfed by the invading darkness.

Long streaks of white-hot lightning tore through the firmament occasionally, decorating the dull gray clouds with temporary brightness. A fierce storm was raging across the blackened sky above the so-called deserted island, shattering the protective blanket of tranquility with conventional roar from the god of Jupiter, which complemented the slender bursts of light. The air was vibrating with anticipation. And nature was professing its wrath.

Right below the rage of Mother Nature, desperate battles were being fought with unspoken anger, as well as sheer intensity, with both sides showing no indication of relenting or conceding. The outcome of the battle was undoubtedly important, as it would finally put an end to the lengthening fight. But it was more on the matter of emotions and survival. Some fought to survive and to protect themselves while some fought to exert revenge over lost friends. To win was everything. Repercussions came in second.

Lightning struck anew, illuminating the outline of two mobile suits, locked in a battle far more intense than any other, both clearly unaffected by the varying surrounding. The sound of metal colliding against metal could be heard amid the thunder, as the occupants of both machines struggled to destroy the other. To a mere onlooker, it'd look as though the two were mortal enemies, never expecting them to be once best friends.

And Kira Yamato couldn't believe he was fighting such a brutal battle with Athrun. The tension was so thick that you could almost cut it with a knife, and Kira could felt his friend's compelling anger towards him. Pain seared his heart, as he wondered how could this have happened to them.

"Kira, you murdered Nicol!!!!!"

The pain in Athrun's voice was tangible, and he sounded as though he had been pushed too far to the edge. Kira didn't know what to say, for he never meant to kill his friend. Aegis's assaults intensified as it pressed down upon him, while Kira tried his best to resist the onslaught of attacks while countering with some of his own. Suddenly, out of the corner of his amethyst orbs, Kira saw something that made his heart jumped, right into his throat. A skygrasper! He could just discern Tolle's face from his position. Panic began to assail his mind.

"No!! Tolle, go away!" he screamed.

(Time elapses)

Darkness descended. That's all that filled his vision at the moment. Unwavering darkness. There was nothing for him to hang on to. He felt particularly weak and cold, and no longer able perceive anything. His senses were completely numb, like he had been cascaded in a block of ice. Is he dying?

And in the midst of the darkness and his weakened state, his heart told him it's time to reflect upon what had happened so far. Strangely, though he couldn't exactly remember what had transpired, his attempt at trying sent a rippling pain slicing through his heart. It hurt a lot. It didn't seem to be something worth remembering. Maybe, maybe he should just forget about it after all.

KIRA!!

Someone was calling out to him gently. A girl. Though he couldn't see, he recognized the urgency residing in the voice. While it sounded curiously firm, it was delicate and familiar as well. She wanted to wake him up from the imposing darkness, and he wanted to reach for that intriguing voice he once heard somewhere. He was sure that light would accompany such scenic and exquisite voice, and once he reached it, it would lift the oppressing darkness dominating his surrounding. But his heart stubbornly refused to let him, not until he confronted the reality and his inner pain. And the voice was now gone. There was no hope now. He wanted to cry right then, unable to touch that alluring voice. He was imprisoned by his own fears.

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He remembered now. The brutal battle with his best friend. Those agonizing moments. How he had set his heart and mind to kill him and vice versa. He saw the pair of gorgeous emerald green, once clear and innocent but now tainted reluctantly with black pain and hate. They were matched by his own soulful amethyst orb, overflowing with unconcealed darkness and anger. Darkness he could not control. He wished it had not come to this. However, he remembered the final moment when Athrun was so set on killing him that he self-destructed Aegis to take him with it. A violent, searing pain once again tore its way through him, causing him to gasp.

Despite the overwhelming darkness around him, he could still see images of his friends, some of them smiling like before, but those smiles soon melted into tears. Kira silently wondered if they were crying for him. Maybe. Deep down, he knew that his life would never return to how it used to be before this war broke out. Merely thinking about it made everything so real, like it was all set in stone. Realizing that he might never see them smile again, or hear their cheery voice, he felt the full weight of the cruel truth pressed down upon him, leaving a profound effect on him. Tears stung his eyes and worked its way out. A sob tore itself from his throat.

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Despite his despair, Kira still felt there's a ray of hope somewhere. And right on cue, the beautiful voice once again sounded in his ears. The urgencies in the voice doubled, not willing to give up on him. And for the first time, in the voice, he could sense profound love and passion, something which he thought were lost forever in this senseless war. His heart longed to hold the girl close.

Kira!!

The voice, Kira wanted to touch it this time. With every little bit of strength left in him, he tried pulling himself away from the pool of darkness in his world, and crossed over it to reach the light he had foreseen earlier. Inexplicably, he felt a strange affinity and correlation with the person calling out to him. The bond was tenuous but it was created with mutual trust, and Kira knew it would build and strengthen in time to come.

Then, he saw it. And his heart soared with unspoken joy. Slowly, a sliver of brilliant light filtered through the darkness and filled his range of vision, nearly blinding him. But he didn't care. He just wanted to bask under its beauty and warm. Then something else came into view. A flash of pink, no he saw lots of pink, followed by a blurred feature. But Kira needed not a perfect vision to tell who the girl is now. He had always known her deep down in his heart, her name sang softly in his ear.

And a mechanical voice chanting 'Haro! Haro!' was enough to confirm it.

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Ja