Hey peoples! It's the annoying one again! Thanks for readin' my first chappie, I hope you enjoyed it! It's time for chap #2!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed or any of it's characters, though, it would be SO hot if I did...
Rated T for coarse language...YOU'VE BEEN WARNED! NOT YAOI!Melanie W with chap 2!
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Too Hard-Even for War
The two boys watched in amazement at the crying boy on the screen.
"We're gettin' that book, you know that right..." Dearka smiled. Yzak just looked at the screen. He did realize the fact that Athrun was a sentimental, but realizing that he was the most hurt out of all of them that Nicol had died...he seemed a lot more relaxed about Athrun trying not to cry and notstart 'punching lockers' in the locker room like Yzak had done.
"I...well, no," Yzak said plainly, not glancing toward Dearka.
"B-but, why not?"
"We don't have the right to. I value Athrun and Nicols privacy," Dearka let out a histarical laugh.
"Since when?"
"I-never mind. You're so hard to talk to," Dearka's eyes widened and he showed a sarcastic nod yes. Yzak just rolled his eyes at the blond. After some anoyance, Yzak caved.
"FINE! God. You'd think you'd stop at no but hell..." Dearka chuckled and turned to the screen. They waited for about half an hour of crying-bed-look at picture-crying IN the bed-cry SELF to sleep-bliss.
"Finally...lets go..." they got up from their seats and unhooked everything, leaving no evidence. Dearka locked the door with his personel data card and tip-toed down the hallway. When they reached Athruns quarters, Yzak put his finger over his lips to tell Dearka to shut the hell up. Dearka smiled, knowing Yzak knew his personality better than even he. They slipped through the swishing door and walked by Athruns bed.
They held their breath while passing, finally reaching the dead boys bed. They pulled the covers up, but there were no notes, no books, no mechanical bird blueprint that had been in Nicols Diary...nothing.
Yzak looked around the room and something caught his eye. He tapped Dearka on the shoulder so he didn't have to get his attention by talking. Dearka cocked his head and glanced toward the spot Yzak had pointed at. There, in Athruns sleeping hands, was a diary.
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On the Archangel...
"Hey Kira, how are you feeling?" Sai and Tolle walked into the cafeteria. Kira looked up at them, not saying a word. "I see, you're still upset," Sai concluded.
"SAI! TOLLE! I thought I told you not to bother him! I told you that he wasn't feeling very well!" Miriallia burst in screaming, grabbing the boys by the ears. Kira smiled at his friends teenage behavior, but it was then that he realized that it wasn't behavior...it was them. They still were teenagers, but they're...fighting. Kira let a tear slid down his face, that was annoyingly noticable.
"Kira..." Tolle watched the boy sympathetically. Kira looked up at them and smiled sadly.
"I'm done my lunch, I have to go back to work on Strike...Please, excuse me," Kira got up from his seat and headed out the door. Miriallia watched the door swish closed, blocking them from the brown haired coordinator. She looked down at the plate, it still being full, not a bite taken.
"Done your lunch, eh..."
In the hallways...
Kira reached the hanger and proceeded to Murdoch. He looked at Kira as he limped.
"You okay kid?" he called.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little beat up is all," Murdoch watched as the sixteen year old boy glided to the massive Mobile suit and jumped inside, not even taking a second thought. He shook his head in disbelief as the boy disappeared in the cockpit.
Kira typed away at the OS in the suit, unfazed. "There...it should be perfect," Kira sat back in his seat, looking at his life. The battles, the craziness of the death, where he's been, the boy, Nicol. And...Athrun. "Athrun..."
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Athruns Quarters...
Dearka snuck his way over to Athruns sleeping form. He saw the dried tears all over his frowning face, some still falling. He lightly tugged at his fingers holding the book with his other hand, gently trying to squeeze it out. (That last part sounds kinda gross, lmfao!) Yzak was silently cheering him on from the sidelines mouthing, 'Come on, Come on, Come on...'
Dearka managed to free the book from Athruns grasp, really easily. It slid right out between his hands and his chest. Feeling quite proud of himself, he let out a, "YES!" which he then found was not a very smart thing to do.
Yzak and Dearka saw the once sleeping boy struggle from his sheets slightly and let out a groan. Their eyes widened and Yzak said, "Hurry!" The boys started running for the door, and they dissapeared behind it, just as Athruns eyes fluttered open.
"YOU IDIOT!" Yzak exclaimed as they entered their quarters. "Why would you do something so stupid, retarded, mentally challenged!"
"Oh well..." Yzak rolled his eyes at the uncaring 17 year old. He was supposed to be the mature one out of the five of us Red Ellites, or four, no...three. Yzak fell silent thinking of Rusty and Nicol, the lost soldiers. Thinking any one of them could be next.
"It's all 'cause of that pilot..." Yzak mumbled.
"I know what you're thinking...what has happened to this team Yzak," It was a question, but it wasn't intended to be answered. Yzak just looked athim and then quikly grasped the small black bookhe was holding and yanked it fromhis verypalms. He went over to the computer desk as Dearka followed behind closely. Yzak opened the small book, positioning it open on the table. Dearka peered over his shoulder...and they read.
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In the bridge...
"Addes, are the legged ship and the Strike close by?"
"Yes commander, but, it seems that they are, uum," Le Creuset eyed the captain warrily. "It seems that the legged ship is distantly being readied for a shuttle launch.
How utterly entertaining. "Well, we certainly didn't expect this, follow suit!"
"But commander, the ship-"
"Just do it! Are my orders clear? Simply transfer to the Versalius,"
Addes looked at him in shock. "Uuh, yes sir! Right away sir!" Creuset watched as the middle aged man gave out the order to persue the legged ship. He smiled. Soon Athruns little childhood friend will be nothing but a tragic memory.
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Athruns Quarters...
"That's strange, I thought I just heard Yzak and Dearka's voices. I AM losing it..." he drifted off. Kira...what do I do. Do I honor Nicols wishes, but how am I supposed to do that anyway. You've killed my friends and you're a traitor. I-I'm scared because...I want to kill you. I feel the urge to battle you, defeat you for all you've done. You've harmed me so much Kira...Is taht a friend? I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE!
Athrun looked around the room and felt an emptiness. "How did this all go so wrong. It wasn't supposed to be hard! I would fight for my country! That was it! They killed my Mother and many other civilians of Junius 7. I knew who I was fighting for, and I knew who I was fighting, but now I...I
Suddenly, a scary, uncalled for thought ran through his brain, that even he didn't see comming.
I'm going to kill you. You're going to die with your blood on my hands, Kira Yamato.
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Dearka and Yzaks Quarters...
As they both read the last word, Yzak shut the book quikly, as if sealing something in that could kill them all. They both sat there, speechless for about a good 10 minutes.
"The guy behind the fence...I don't remember his face..."
"Me neither," Dearka replied, no emotion. "He never got to do the concert he wanted. I remember we used to tease him for playing the piano, I always told him it was a pansy instrument," Yzak smiled.
"Yeah. Hey Dearka, did you know that Athrun and Nicol were really good friends, I mean, I knew they were buddies 'cause we'd never talk to Zala, but..." Dearka sadly chuckled.
"No...no I never knew,"
"Do you think Zala was tellin' the truth in the locker roomthat he wants to kill him. Or maybe...do you think he's takin' Amarfie's word? To go see him I meen?"
"I donno, Yzak, but I don't really think it concerns us..."
"Hell it does!"
"Yzak..."
"Dearka! If Zala kills him, cool, if he tries to meet with him, WE kill him! This doesn't change the fact that that pilot, friends or not with Zala, is a traitor to the coordinator race, and has slaughtered more men than a human calculator can friggin' count! He still deserves to be shot on the battle field at the hands of Zaft!" Dearka felt a little bit uneasy, but he nodded, knowing that his friend was unfortunatly, indeed correct.
"He deserves to be killed...by us," Dearka concluded.
At that, the boys suddenly felt a pull of the ship, like an earth quake. The CIC's voice came over the P.A.
"Soldiers of Zaft! Please fasten yourself securly and brace yourselvesfor impact of theearths atmosphere! We are persuing the legged ship to space!"
"WHAT! WE WEREN'T TOLD!" Yzak belted as he held onto the bed pole. The ship started to turn upward and itshook violently, they were on their way.
Dearka closed his eyes softly. What are you up to now Commander...
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Archangel...
"Murrue!" Kira called through the communicator. "Was everything successful? No damage to the ship or crewmembers...am I correct?"
"No need to worry Kira, we're fine. Thank you for supporting the launch, you may return and rest."
"Thank you," Kira returned to the Archangel and quikly checked up on the system. He talked to murdock about getting it resuplied, and then thought he would take up Murrues kind offer, he hadn't dlept in a good two days. He thenproceeded through the hallways.
"KIRA!" he heard a sweat but demanding voice call from far behind. She caught up to him.
"Oh, hey Cagalli, what's up?"
She narrowed her eyes. "What's up is that we just got word that the Versalius is breaking through the earths atmosphere as we speak and we're trying to get out of their distance rangeas quickly as possible for time to resuply, but we didn't think they'd catch on this quick. I didn't think we'd need to start moving this early and the ship wasn't prepared. Kira, It will take so much out of the ship to make sure they don't locate us the minute they break through! Do you even understand what I'm saying to you? The ship is screwed, you're tired, La Fllaga helping the resuply...I'm starting to think that comming back to space was a bad idea...we can't defend ourselved!"
"Cagalli. CAGALLI! Calm down, I'm sure we'll get out in time. In the meen time, why don't you go get some rest. You should transfer to the Kusanagi with Kisaka, he'll know what to do for you. You should sleep," he smiled sadly at the girl.
Cagalli just huffed and turned the other way toward the hanger.
Kira didn't want to show it, but this was a big problem. Maybe this is where they were finished, maybe this is where their journey stops. It is only punishment that he be killed for killing so many others. He's hated by so many people.
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"Addes? The launch, was it successful?"
"Yes Commander Le Creuset, very,"
"That's good to hear," Creuset looked over one of the crewmembers shoulder at a small screen. "Perfect my boy. You've contacted the Legged ship in the nick of time,"
"Commander?" A crewmember asked.
"Hmm?"
"Should we intercept them?"
"No my boy, it's too easy. Let them resuply little by little. In the meantime, please contact our 'remaining' boys, Athrun, Yzak and Dearka."
"Yes sir!"
"Tell them to go to the locker room and get changed,"
"Yes,"
In the locker room...
Dearka and Yzak entered the room silently, finding a mute Athrun sitting there, overlooking the hanger. He smiled sadly at them, but then felt uncomfortable and turned back to the view.
"So...Zala, are we gonna go fight your buddy again? Huh?"
"Yzak..." Dearka was getting fed up with Yzak's urgency to start an uncalled for fight. But it didn't matter, because Athrun didn't say a word. All he did was bow his head as if he was being verbally teased. Not even Yzak wanted to hurt someone without a good fight back.
"Hmph, coward," Dearka and Yzak both heard him mumble. It seemed like Dearka was the one getting angry and not Athrun as his eyes became more narrow.
"I know you read it, the diary. I woke up and it wasn't there. It doesn't matter though, it's not like I want it back," his voice crackled and his eyes glassed as he cocked his head up to look at them. "He's still gonna die, for all he's done," Interupting,a voice came through the communicator.
"Boys? The commander wishes for you to head out. I'm sounding the alarm."
Athrun cringed. Yippey! He was off to fight his...'Buddy'.
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OOOH! They're headin' out to battle. I wonder what happens to Kira in this tragic battle to the death...or is it?
Sorry guys, I know that one was boring but I need it to make sense! You understand right? Well, this one was a 'lil longer than last time, but i'm probably gonna makem' longer next time! Oh well, toon in next chappie, probably posted in one to four days! Toodles!
Thanks for reviewin', my special one reviewer, lol, it hasn't been able to let me see the review yet, so i'm just gonna say thanks and recognize you in the start of my next chapter...if it's good, lol.
Melanie!