Author's Notes: Your reviews are so greatly appreciated! Sorry that I forgot to space out some words in the previous chapter. At least I got more encouraging reviews! Thank you so much! Now on with chapter four.

Chapter Four

"Honk! Honk!" an elegant white limousine pulled over beside Cagalli's crying form.

Its black window slowly drew open to reveal a cool midnight-blue-head wearing dark shades. His outstanding blue hair was strongly highlighted due to black background inside the limousine. His blue locks had slight curls towards the end, not too curly, but perfect to match his charming facial features. Such natural hairstyle and hair colour was extremely rare in the modern era. Furthermore, he held an air of a celebrity.

Once the window opened to its fullest, he protruded his head out of the car window and removed his shades with a cool deft swipe. He glanced at the crying blond who was out in the drizzle.

Cagalli was oblivious to her surroundings while drowned in tears, until she heard a familiar voice call.

"So Miss Attha,... really got fired didn't she?" the man in the car shot her a sympathetic glance. "How pitiful... Here," he tossed a quarter at Cagalli. "Go get yourself a plaster, you've sure got a deep cut on your knee... So long loser!" he made a playful wink at her and slipped back on his sunglasses. The window drew up to a closeas the limousine drove away.

Cagalli stared at the limousine as it drove further and further away from her, until it was nowhere in sight. She was speechless and feeling ultra insulted. As if she neededthe pity of some guy like him.She remembered that guy's face vivdly, her customer, the oversized-ox! Not for long, her glance shifted to the quarter in her palm then to the cut on her knee. She was surprised that she did not notice the pain of the cut. Probably she was in great despair that she didn't feel it. She was drowned in thoughts for a moment. The longer she thought, the more she grimaced at the quarter.

Snapping out from her world of thoughts, she realised it was drizzling. The rain... It was an advantage that the blood stains on her face would be washed away without using any energy. However it would be a disadvantage if it meant soaking her favourite trousers. given by her brother. This dilemma between gathering back her belongings into the box and hurry home or to stay in the raina nd let it 'wash' away her troubles.

"Slam!" Cagalli shut the door behind her and immediately dropped her box of belongings. She collasped into her living room's couch and fell in a deep sleep, without giving any treatment to her minor wound nor even bothering to clean herself first. In her left hand, clutched the quarter given to her by her last customer, whose name she has yet to find out.

In The Limousine

Athrun, leaned back to his seat. He closed his eyes and reflected on what happened a few seconds ago.

Maybe I shouldn't have said such mean words. She's feeling so hurt after getting fired, and yet I'm adding more to it... Hey wait a minute! She did a bad job in attending to me, so she got her just desserts! Equality. He smirked Well at least I gave her a pathetic gift, a quarter, for her to get a plaster. I wonder if she used it...

His thoughts wondered to Cagalli. What was she doing, did she use his quarter, is she still out there in the rain, her crying form, her box of belongings which dropped on the pavement and her intrigueing golden-yellow orbs which looked like that it had a bitter past behind it.

"Sir, we're reaching in a minute." said Athrun's personal chauffeur, Mwu.

Athrun sat up straight and inhaled a deep breath. He was a little exhausted after what had happened in the morning, which had him waiting for long hours. Despite that, he looked on the bright side of life. He would be getting his new convertible by tomorrow. Not forgetting, it is his birthday today! He should be looking forward to what's installed for him. His lips curled into a light smile.

The limousine made a halt before the massive white gates of the Zala mansion. Almost immediately, it drew open in a welcome for the limousine to drive through. What layed beyond the white gates revealed a beautiful scene of nature, where one's eyes would instantly adore at. Lush green plants along with multicoloured exotic flowers adorned the sides of the carway. Indeed, one could seek refuge in such a soothing and naturize paradise. As for Athrun, he is already used to seeing such things as he pass the same path every day to get into the house.

The limousine took a turn to the right and pulled to a stop at the grand porch, where in the middle stood a lustrous fountain with a white statue of Patrick Zala on top of it. A maroon carpet was layed towards the entrance of the mansion. The whole sight of it had an air of grandeur and elegance like an Istana. The Zala mansion was truly the dreams of many.

Two rows of three servants rushed to the limousine to welcome their young master. The servant, Mir, nearest to the limousine opened the door politely, while others adjusted their uniforms. Athrun stepped out of the car and was greeted with a warm welcome by the household servants. He did his usual action, nod his head appreciatively a smiled at each of them, then walked towards the revolving house door.

As he entered the revolving glass door of the house, an ere silence engulfed his being. His father was not in sight, his mother had passed away, he has no siblings,his fiancee, Lacus, was not there either. So what happened to his father and Lacus? He was disappointed to see no one except his own reflection against the well polished marble floor. As his mood continued to drop, his butler's voice surprised him.

"Young Master, the Master has left the house for an urgent meeting. He won't back till evening, and will Lacus." said Mortimer. Athrun's hopes dropped further for he initially thought that his father would be in his study, and Lacus preparing something for him. It seems that his nineteenth birthday would be spent alone with his servants. He let out a sigh and took the lift to get to the fifth floor, where his room was located. As the lift doors closed, all the servants on the ground floor chuckled mischievously.

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Author's Notes: Sorry for the ultra long update. My exams are round the corner and so is my piano exam! So I don't have the chance to use the computer more frequent. But, hope you enjoyed the fourth chapter though i think it's kinda boring. heh. It's a chapter of the boring part of the story! So then, please review!