Dearka's Personal Battle – by: LadyAduka02
Summary: 5 years have passed since the war, and Dearka and Miriallia were now living the lives they chose. After all that happened, they thought that they would never come across each other again…but fate can be playful sometimes…
Author's Notes: Hey everyone, it's nice to see you all in this chappy! Before I forgot, I edited the previous chapter a bit so that you won't be confused when you read this. It was so hard to think of the perfect job for Miriallia (one that will suit her perfectly), that's why to save myself from the thought, I made her jobless! (sweatdrop) Once more, I would like to thank all those who reviewed, and gave their comments about this fic! (n---n) I'm glad that you liked it so far! So without further ado, I hereby present to you the 7th chapter! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed…thank Kami! And I don't own "Honky Tonk" as well. It's from GetBackers, which I don't own as well. Poor me…(T.T) Hehehe…Enjoy!
CHAPTER SEVEN
The space ship that's carrying the 2 diplomats from PLANTS landed safely along Orb's runway. Inside, Yzak was talking to someone on the phone, while Dearka was looking outside the window, reminiscing the last time that he stepped foot on Earth soil.
"…I got it. Make sure to keep things safe while we're away." The scarless Yzak turned off his cellphone and looked at his friend. "What's so interesting about outside that's getting your attention, Dearka?"
The blond snapped out of his momentary trance and turned to him. "Oh…nothing. It's just that I never expected that we'll return to Orb once more. This place brings back so many memories, you know."
"If I knew that's the thing that's getting your attention, I shouldn't have asked you in the first place." He rolled his eyes, and the serenity that prevailed inside was interrupted by the attendant telling them to prepare everything before they disembark. Yzak stood up as soon as the ship skidded to a halt.
"Dearka! Do you have any plans of leaving, or are you going to let your behind sleep on you?"
"I'm coming, I'm coming, sheesh!" He abruptly stood up and followed his comrade down the ship, to be greeted by the country's foreign affairs minister.
oOo
"…meanwhile, in our metro news: PLANTS' 2 diplomats, Dearka Elsman and Yzak Jule just arrived this morning, in lieu of their project to strengthen the bond between Earth and the colonies. After their space ship landed on Orb's space port, their limousine took them straight to the Parliament building where they are going to meet with Prime Minister CagalliYulaAttha…"
The huge plasma TV in the middle of the city was airing the said news, but the sound was overpowered by the loud buses and cars speeding down the city's main streets. People all over were busy thinking what to buy for the upcoming Christmas season. As soon as the news was over, the TV played a Christmas song sung by none other than the pink-haired princess Lacus Clyne.
Miriallia looked up from her Christmas list to see her, still beautiful as ever. Certain thoughts came back along with that face: the moment they shared aboard the Archangel, the war they faced, the joy they felt when they won the war.
And the sadness they felt when they had to go on their separate ways.
Sai left to work for a publishing company as a professional photographer. Cagalli parted with her friends to take on the role that her father left – as Prime Minister of Orb. Lacus went back to being a pop icon, garnering a lot of awards after a short time for her songs. Kira was now working as a trainer in the military; he's now aiding Naturals on how to pilot certain mobile suits…
The young woman breathes out a sigh, a puff of smoke coming out of her mouth. It was lonely without her friends beside her…
…without Tolle.
Miriallia shook her head and glanced at the list. "Better get this finished." …
…for she was aware of the tears in her eyes…
oOo
The meeting finally ended between the two officials, and the diplomats were given time to relax and feel the comfort that's given by the country. As soon as Dearka and Yzak went back to their hotel rooms, the former immediately ditched the formal attire and dressed more casually…a green polo shirt with a black t-shirt underneath, and dark brown pants and black leather shoes. He arranged his hair like what it was like 5 years ago, and it gave him that boy-next-door aura…
He was checking his appearance out when Yzak came in. The silver-haired man raised an eyebrow at what he saw, which meant "What the hell are you doing, Dearka?"
"Hey, wanna go check out the sights? I kept this attire just in case…you know, so that I won't look too formal. It clashes with my good looks." Finished with what he was doing, he posed in front of his comrade in a cocky way. "Well, what do you think? Is it the bomb? Is it fresh? Is it stupid, with a double 'o'?" (A/N: That's one dialogue by Danny from DannyPhantom, and again I don't own that! Hehe…)
"Oh, it's stupid, I'll give you that!" he retorted. "And what gave you that idiotic idea of going outside? Don't you know that it is too dangerous! We're well-known around here!"
"Yzak, Yzak, Yzak…you're telling me that like I never trained in the military; I know some counter-moves, silly! I'll be kicking their asses right before they can lay a pinky finger on me!" Dearka beamed proudly, then exited the room.
"Sigh…and you still act like an immature kid…oi, don't you dare pick up a girl from some whorehouse, got it?!"
Dearka waved a hand back and forth in a lazy fashion. "Yeah, yeah; I'll be bringing along two so that you won't miss the fun and excitement!" he called back. Yzak blushed furiously.
"IDIOT!"
oOo
It was already gettind dark, and the snow is starting to fall. Miriallia was walking back home to the suburbs through the park in between the place and the city, and along the way, she was watching the fluffy white balls raining down gently on her…
To some, the snow would be a beautiful masterpiece of nature…just like people; snow that's gently falling's the same as a nice, happy person – so beautiful to look at…
…but if it becomes vicious, snow can also destroy – the same as the people with evil hearts that think of none other than themselves…
Right now, she was taking her time to marvel at the sight…it's so utterly perfect…so breathtakingly beautiful…
oOo
"Oh baby, baby…hic…yeah…"
On the opposite side of the park, Dearka was swaying and sashaying back and forth, obviously drunk. He was singing the last song that was played at Honky Tonk…and then he caught sight of someone looking towards the sky. Thanks to his enhanced senses (being a Coordinator), he recognized that someone as a young lady – probably in her early 20's. But because of the effect of the alcohol, he can't see straight – she looked like a pick-up girl to him wearing a very sexy outfit.
Miriallia was yanked out of her utopia by someone wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Right timing for the winds to increase its force, blurring her eyesight.
"Excuse me, but do please get your arm off my shouders cause you darn too heavy!" she spat.
"Aw, come on sweetie…to tell you the truth I've never seen a bitch as uptight as you…now why don't we settle this somewhere else?" His breath reached her nose and she cringed at the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. She pushed Dearka's arm off her…
...and…
"PAK!"
The winds finally ceased, as the sound of the slap echoed throughout the place. Dearka was now facing the other side, and Miriallia's eyes went wide – "That hairstyle…why you're…"
BLAG…
He fainted…
"Dearka!"
oOo
Dearka was standing in the middle of darkness, and he was looking around for a way to get out. He was feeling all woozy, obviously from the beer that he drank. "Damn, how many glasses were those…?" He fought the signs of a soon to be headache, and focused on what's in front of him – Yzak will surely blow his top if he knew that he's wasted, and there will be a meeting with Cagalli again tomorrow…he can't go looking all drowsy and irritated.
What am I gonna do…?
He then heard something…someone was calling him…
"Dearka, can you hear me? Wake up!"
"That voice…"
oOo
Meanwhile…
"Dearka, can you hear me? Please open your eyes, and don't fall asleep! It's too dangerous!" Miriallia was mentioning the chill of the atmosphere; it's best if this guy gets back to his place at once. She rubbed her arms and looked at him; she managed to pull him to lean against a wide tree.
"Hnn…" The guy opened his eyes and saw her up close. "You…" was the last thing he said before he fell asleep again.
Miriallia pouted. "Man, I told you not to fall asleep here!" Standing up, she looked around her and asked herself, "What am I gonna do?"
And that wraps up chapter 7; my apologies if it's so short! The two finally met – in the most amusing of ways, I might add. (sweatdrop) Please leave a review and tell me how you find it so far…see you all in chapter 8!