This is another short fic and I don't know if there'll be a seconsd chapter or not. It all depends on how I feel after. I wrote this while thinking of ideas for my Gundam Seed Destiny story which is taking a while to write. Please read this and enjoy.

Wrapped

The screen shuts off, leaving a rotating 3-D image of a land formation floating in the grid. Slowly Yzak removes the bandages covering the right side of his face as a panicked look jumps onto Dearka's' usually calm, self-confident features. He argues for Yzak to stop but Yzak grits out through clenched teeth his anger and his desire for revenge against the strike pilot.

No one can truly understand the pain and humiliation he's suffered, and the scar he now bares as his hateful reminder. It slices through his cold, beautiful face to the center between his cold blue eyes. His eyes stare off as if seeking the pilot from a distance, to see him wither under his gaze.

Spinning on his heals Yzak leaves into the hall ignoring Dearka's words that meant nothing to him. Dearka doesn't know how it feels. He has no scar on his face, never having been defeated so humiliatingly. But now both of their Gundams were in repair, badly damages from the battle and entering Earths atmosphere, unable to be used for another couple days, thus leaving the two boys with the earth squadron of ZAFT, awaiting their next mission. Yzak enters the room he and Dearka share, a bed on each side of the room and one desk and chair.

Yzak plops himself down on the bed, head sinking into the soft pillow that he found not that soft at all as he'd like. His fingers trace along the damaged skin, his eyes fixed on the ceiling almost as if the Strike pilot was pinned there, and glaring back at him.

"Yzak, calm down. You're going to explode."

"I-am-calm." Yzak snarled even though they both knew that he wasn't. His fingers moved to his collar, pulling it open. It was hot and although the place was air-conditioned, he still felt hot.

"…Yzak…" Dearka sighed, almost too dramatically; Yzak felt the mattress sink slightly to his side as Dearka sat. "Be patient. If you become too reckless they might not let you fight right away when the repairs are complete."

"I know that!" Yzak snapped, glaring up at his blonde friend, the only one who could ever say they understood him, but sometimes that wasn't all true. Like now for example.

Sure, he knew Yzak wanted revenge, who wouldn't? Yzak didn't like being on Earth. It was never as fast paced as space was and he didn't accommodate well to peace and quiet and waiting. Right now he felt useless as they didn't know where the Archangel was, and that damned Strike pilot, the Duel Gundam was in repair, and here he was, left on Earth with a scar and a burning hatred. Maybe Dearka did already know all this but Yzak wanted to believe that he didn't, that he wasn't that easy to read as Dearka gave that impression.

He let out a growl as if releasing some of his pent up anger. Dearka grinned as though he already knew Yzak was becoming calm. Not because of him though. Yzak closed his eyes, finally allowing himself to relax for the first time since he came to Earth. He hated what he was-useless and defenseless.

God! Why did it take so fucking long to repair his damn Gundam!

Yzak's body slowly relaxed, his muscles loosening up and sinking into the soft sheets. Dearka waited as his presence was ignored as Yzak drifted off into a sleep he well deserved.

Dearka felt a little hurt being so easily disregarded by his best friend, but it was normal with sharing rooms with the hot-headed, cocky, self-confident, egoistic, silver-haired pilot. Sometimes he wondered whether the boy cried (being the stone shield that he was). Whether his barrier was ever shattered, even for an instant, his guard let down and the emotions he sealed up released, if only glimpsed. If it was to happen, to be ever witnessed, Dearka would be the first. He wanted to be the first and he knew he would be. Whether that was his own selfishness or not, he didn't care.

Yzak was his. Yzak would only show him his real self-what he did not show anyone else. They were best friends. They understood each other and knew each other well enough that others would never know their connection. And yet Dearka wondered…could they become more?

Fin-Maybe another chapter depending…Review please!