Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed or its characters.

Attention: This fan fiction has been changed from the rating of 'K' to 'K+' due to some minor curse words. As well, the genre has been changed from just 'Romance' to 'Romance/Drama' because of some new additions to the storyline.

Warning: This chapter is over 5,000 words long. I'm extremely sorry if it become dry at some points (the history/flashback part), or if it's just plain ol' too long. Also, I've rewritten some scenes from Gundam Seed, or taken some ideas from the series. I was in a runt when I wrote this chapter, so I apologize if it doesn't seem creative enough.

Love on Set

By: Orange Noel

Chapter Two

The orange hue of the sun which streamed into the masculine room, blinded the unsuspecting occupant within. Shielding his eyes from the unwanted rays, he grumbled at his sudden awakening, and strolled promptly to in a lavish bathroom.

Moments later, still dressed in his sleepwear, which consisted of sweatpants and a simple tee, he made his way to his equally exceptional kitchen. Rummaging through the sizeable fridge he was able to find a carton of milk. Pouring himself a glass, he took noticed the phone situated by the fridge.

"Maybe I should call Lacus and tell her that I couldn't get the part." He mused out loud. Picking up his phone, he dialed Lacus' number. After a few rings, he sighed and pressed the 'off' button to hang up. The prospect of leaving such a depressing message put him off. "She'll probably find out from the casting director today anyways." He mumbled.

Walking with the phone in hand, he took a glance at the coffee table. Upon it laid the haphazardly tossed script and jacket from the night before. Peaking out of the pocket of his now ruffled jacket, he noticed the textured contact card Kira had handed him. Pulling it out, he read the card: "Kira Yamato, Male Model, Kondensha Co." proceeded with a fax number and phone number of both Kira and his company.

He studied the card some more, "Male model, huh? I wonder if he lost his touch." Throwing it back on the table, he muttered, "Not likely, he's always been good."

Athrun contemplated that thought, as he reflected back on his earlier, more innocent days. Sitting on the couch, he let his mind wander on the history both he and Kira shared as teenagers.

Together in high school, they had a reputation of being great amateur actors. They seemed to be on an equal standing as well. When Athrun would score a big part in one production, Kira would counter his presentation, with an equally good performance in the next show that sprung up. Their best work was done together, so the school population never viewed either as the better actor; only that they were equals who shared an extraordinary talent and passion. So it was only natural that they met in drama class during their freshmen year and quickly became known as best friends. By being the best of friends, they encouraged and helped each other out in their talent.

Athrun thought back to when they entered university; things changed, and they changed rather drastically. By being the best drama school their school had to offer, they both were able to secure a placement and scholarship in a very prominent and elite drama school.

Both had ambitions to work as actors. Though their talents were the same, their positions in the social hierarchy were quite different.

Kira had been orphaned at the age of two, and had been adopted by the Yamato's, a friendly middle class couple that lived in the suburbs. Even though Kira came from a middle class family, his financial standings was not a problem at his public high school, as the majority of his classmates resided in that same earning range. As well, his past concerning his adoption was only known by a few close friends, who still accepted him and never pitied his situation.

Athrun, on the other hand, had been born into a wealthy family. He had entered the same public high school Kira attended to simply get away from the very snooty people who resided in private schools. Only a few friends knew that Athrun was the son of Patrick Zala, a high commanding officer in the military who had inherited a lot of estates through family ties. Had the school population known the truth, they all would have treated him very differently then the 'A' average, somewhat serious, drama fanatic.

Both had aspirations to become actors, both had hidden pasts, but when they entered the very elite, hierarchy based university, Athrun's past could not be kept hidden for much longer.

By some miracle, both Kira and Athrun had the same introduction drama class in university. Both were ecstatic by the luck as they began their first term together. It wasn't until they had stepped into 'Introduction to Drama', that they met their professor - Professor Amarfi…

Flashback

A door slammed shut, drawing the attention of the entire class to the front of the classroom. The person who had caused the loud noise was an older man, with graying greenish hair. His blue eyes we squinted, as he surveyed the small class room. Placing a thick briefcase upon his desk, he turned to the class once again and began.

"Hello, welcome to 'Introduction to Theatrical Performance', I am Professor Amarfi, and I will be your teaching you for the next two semesters. Now, take out your text books, and turn to page 2, we'll begin on "how to read a script". He ended curtly and opened up his own copy of the book.

-- After Class --

After the long lecture Professor Amarfi gave them, both boys were glad to get out. They loved drama, but they did enjoy their spare time. As they were exiting, Professor Amarfi called out to Athrun.

Walking over, "Yes, Professor Amarfi?" Athrun asked the older man.

Sitting in a plush chair, the professor leaned back, as if assessing Athrun before beginning, "You by any chance wouldn't be related to General Patrick Zala, would you?" He asked, keeping a steady gaze on him.

Athrun was a little intimated by the gaze, but hid it quite well. "Yes, sir. He's my father." He answered briefly, spotting Kira over his shoulder.

Professor Amarfi caught the movement and turned to Kira. "Excuse me, but this is a 'private conversation', please leave." He remarked severely.

Not wanting to upset the professor, Kira murmured an apology, and turned to leave.

Turning back to Athrun, he continued, "Your father probably never mentioned it, but back in our earlier days we both enlisted into the military. We were quite the pair." The professor had a distant look in his eyes, before snapping out of it and continued. "It ended of course, when my wife, a complete pacifist, insisted I use my musical and intellectual talent, thus, earning a major in music and minor in drama and becoming a professor in both." Pausing, he turned to look at Athrun once more, "I'll never forget those days. Your father was quite the friend." Giving a small smile, he ended with, "I'm very glad I had the opportunity to meet you, Athrun Zala."

Almost speechless, Athrun was able to stutter a 't-thanks, sir."

"Well now, you mustn't be late for your next class, hurry along." Amarfi gave a rare smile to Athrun, before turning back to his work, dismissing the young man.

Walking out, Athrun met up with Kira, who was out of sight of the doorway, but leaning against the wall, waiting for his friend.

Kira asked a nearly unanswerable question, "What was all that about?"

Athrun could only stare back at the classroom and answer, "I-I really don't know."

Kira gave a questioning stare at Athrun, before shrugging it off, "Come on, we only have fifty minutes to enjoy our break before out next class."

"Yeah," Athrun turned and smiled at Kira as they made their way outside.

End of flashback

Athrun logicalized that when Amarfi recognized him as Patrick Zala's son, the situation became grave for Kira. Both were still equally good, they rose above the rest in their class, but only Athrun received praise for his accomplishments. Amarfi had been a prominent figure in the school community, and with his position, he could only elevate Athrun's status and flair for drama. But what was he to do? He could not think of anyway to prevent Amarfi's praise that did not compromise his talent. So all he could do was to reassure Kira's of his ability for acting. Of course, Athrun tried to help Kira by going to the headmaster and to explain the unfair treatment. Unfortunately, no one believed them, especially Kira, who earned a scholarship and had no strong or famous family ties. Though, the brown haired youth was kind hearted enough to take the discrimination, and never really showed anyone that it bothered him.

At their graduation, Athrun had given him one last gift: Torii, a mechanical bird, which he had made from scratch. Besides drama, Athrun was quite an accomplished inventor as well. He remembered their university graduation and when he gave him the pet. They had the ceremony outside, in spring, among the abundance of cherry blossom trees. He remembered the happy look Kira gave, when he received Torii. Kira was able to scrape up a gift for him too, a photo album.

Flashback

After the presents were exchanged, Athrun announced a movie deal he received a few days before they were due to graduate, who were eager to casts this up and becoming actor right after he graduated. The filming was set to begin the day after Athrun's graduation ceremony. Kira smiled and congratulated him.

Hesitantly Athrun stated, "I just can't pass up this deal…" he looked at Kira.

The young man shook his head. "No, I understand, this could be your big break. It's your dream. I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't agree with it. Don't worry, I'll still be around." He smiled at Athrun.

Athrun took one last look at Kira and said his parting words "Once this movie is over, we'll meet up again."

Kira's eyes soften and nodded yes.

End of flashback

Athrun was sitting in a lounge chair with the very same photo book Kira gave him four years prior. He had to sift through old books, which were placed messily in a cardboard box in his closet. Meeting Kira yesterday had sprung up old memories, prompting him to find this gift.

Sighing, he combed his hand through his hair, and looked at the beige front cover. It wasn't much, but like they say, 'don't judge a book by its cover.' And Athrun didn't judge. Flipping through the pages, he found snap shots of him and Kira laughing senselessly, wearing ridiculous costumes, and posing together with smiles on their faces.

Athrun realized he changed when he became famous, but never realized just how much until he began flipping through the pages of the beige photo album. Sure he didn't have much time on his hands, but the vacation time he did have he would usually spend with Lacus, or by himself. Never once did he visit Kira. Never once did he call Kira to ask how he was doing. Never once did he meet up with Kira when that first movie finally finished filming.

Disgusted with himself that he made no ounce of effort to contact Kira in the past four years, he leaned back and covered his eyes with his hands. What made the situation worse was how Kira responded: just as joyful as he always had been. He wasn't even upset that Athrun had temporarily forgotten him.

Growling, he faced the problem at hand. His girlfriend would play the lead female role with his best friend playing the lead male role. He wasn't stupid. He knew well enough that romances were often sparked on set. He knew it especially happened during romance film productions. His chatty assistant read tabloids, and he was well informed.

He trusted Lacus, but since it was her first time acting, he didn't know how she would respond. Nor did he ever act in a serious romance, as he was primary hired for action flicks; he could not begin to comprehend what was to come. He didn't know how Kira would handle it either. He was much more emotional when he acted. Heck, during their senior play in high school, Kira had told him that he was starting to have actual feelings for Fllay, who played Kira's character's love interest. It was both Kira's weakness and strength; it made the acting believable, but in the end it just hurt Kira. Especially in that one instance where Fllay immediately became steady with fellow classmate Sai Argyle.

Standing up, he threw the photo album on the lounge chair. "I'm going to solve this once and for all." He stated calmly, with determined eyes.

The shrill noise of the alarm clock sounded throughout the room. It was 7:00 am in the morning, and the sun was beginning to rise. A stream of light peered into the room, in-between the thick curtains to reveal an utterly pink room.

A pale hand peaked out from under the covers, and delicately pressed a button to shut off the annoying blaring of the mechanical device. There was a slight shuffle under the covers, until a cherry haired woman rose delicately from her bed.

Sitting on the end of the large pale pink bed, the young woman stretched her arms upwards, and sighed in contentment.

Abruptly, a pink round mechanical ball responded to his master's awakening. It zipped around the room, screaming loudly "Haro, Haro" which would put the alarm clock in its place.

"Hello Haro." Lacus greeted her energetic mechanism. She easily pet it on its 'head' smiled as it continued to squeak out random words.

Grabbing her necessities, she headed for bathroom to take a nice relaxing shower. When her bathroom door closed, she failed to hear the phone which started to ring.

After a soothing shower, the youth dressed in a pleated navy skirt and white dress shirt. Checking her calendar, she read out loud the event she had to do today, "Lunch meeting with Cagalli to discuss movie." Remembering the conversation she had with Cagalli last night, she remembered the small, yet frightening detail that has been worrying her since she accepted the role: meeting her co-star. And at this lunch meeting, she was going to do just that. Blushing at the idea, she pushed it at the back of her mind and decided to make some breakfast, and continue studying her lines for the rest of the morning.

"I said now!" A blonde haired woman screamed at the 'younger' youth.

"Jeez, Cagalli, no need to yell…" The violet eyed youth said, while rubbing his ear to rid of the buzzing sound the other's shrill scream caused.

"Well, what do you expect? You come back from Japan to audition for my movie. The least you can do is organize some files for me." She said arrogantly.

"You hired me because of my audition, not because it gives you the ability to boss me around." He huffed, as she glared at him.

"I actually hired you, not only because of your audition but because-" She was cut off when he interrupted her.

"Because I'm you're brother?" He finished for her, looking at her intently.

"Pu-lease. If I hired family, my father would be my films. I certainly don't think a government official like himself would act very well; too stiff." She looked at him calmly. "You should know why I hired you, when I met you three years ago, performing in that community play, it really affected me. I'll always remember that performance." She sighed.

Speechless, Kira blushed and nodded in agreement. It was one of his better shows.

"I would've called you earlier for my other films… But I didn't think you would be interested, because you up and left for a modeling career in Japan." She huffed again.

Smiling, "I'm glad you think so highly of me, and just for you, I'll make this performance even better than that one you saw three years ago. He said.

Giving him a sincere smile herself, she ruffled his hair affectionately. "Come on, we can't get all mushy, save it for the film. We gotta meet your lovely co-star anyways, it's almost noon."

Kira smiled, and nodded, "Yes, we can't keep her waiting; I don't want to give off the wrong impression."

"With you, brother dear, I doubt that's even possible." She said while laughing.

Grinning, they packed up to go. Kira headed towards the door, carrying his script.

"Oh shoot!" Cagalli exclaimed, "Forgot my cell phone in my room, wait up by the car, okay? And put my briefcase in the trunk, will you?" She said as she handed him a brown briefcase and ran off.

Laughing once more, he opened the door and was greeted with an unexpected sight- Athrun Zala.

Both were shocked by yet another encounter, before Kira interrupted and easily said, "What's up with us meeting, before closed doors?" He brought up a hand to his mouth to muffle his chuckling.

Athrun could just stare at Kira in confusion. "What are you doing in Cagalli Yula Athha's home?"

Before Kira could reply, the person in question appeared. "Hey, didn't I ask you to pack up my briefcase…" Turning to look out the door, she paused as saw Athrun. 'I wonder who he is.' She thought, admiring his attractive emerald eyes. Widening her eyes, she mentally shook the thought out of her mind, and casually greeted, "Why, hello."

Taking his first look at Cagalli, Athrun was surprised, 'I knew she was young, but I didn't think this young.' He thought. Clearing his throat he began. "Ms. Athha, I must speak with you."

Taking at glance at her watch, she mentally cursed because of the awful timing. "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't, I have a meeting to attend to." She gave him a small smile as she rummaged through her coat pocket. "Maybe some other time. Just give my assistant a call; I'm sure she'll fit you in somewhere." She pulled out a card and handed it to him. Turning back to Kira, she said, "Let's go."

Kira avoided eye contact with Athrun, knowing he must have come to take his part.

Even though Cagalli was polite enough to offer him her card to set an appointment, he could not wait until then. When Cagalli passed Athrun, he gripped her wrist, "Please, Ms. Athha, I have to talk to you, I have to talk about the lead male role-" He was cut off when he was shoved violently by Cagalli.

She was surprised with his urgency and could only react by shoving him. Glaring at him, her polite disposition towards him was lost, she exclaimed, "Hey buddy, don't you dare touch me! I will not be manhandled by anyone." 'God, aren't all the attractive ones asses.' She angrily thought. She moved her head, and raised her nose, "besides, that part is already taken by dear, Kira, over here." She made a head motion toward the other man. Inwardly, she grinned, knowing her next statement would irritate the other man. "So there's no discussing the casting for that role anymore." And with that she began to go down the front porch stairs towards her car.

"Oh, so that's it. You don't hire actors for talent; you only hire your flings." He said, thinking that she called Kira as 'dear'.

That statement surely upset Cagalli, turning back to him she glared. "First of all, he's not my fling, and second of all," Her anger for the man got the better of her, "who the hell are you?"

Athrun was shocked that he wasn't at least recognized by the director. "You're kidding right?" He asked.

Shaking her head she thought, 'He must be just some good looking, wannabe actor with a big attitude. I knew them all too well back in film school.' Vehemently she remarked, "No, besides, I only hire good actors, or actors with potential!"

"Athrun Zala" Kira said abruptly, who was staying silent during the squabble. "His name is Athrun Zala."

A little surprised, Cagalli turned and looked more closely at Athrun, 'No, he couldn't... could he?' She thought as she studied him.

Cagalli paused for a minute, evaluating Athrun, as he stood there smugly realizing that she must have recognized him now. Internally growling, she thought 'I wish he'd wipe that smug look of his striking face- normal looking face.' She corrected herself. "Oh yes, well, Mr. Zala, could I speak with you inside?" Without any say, she roughly ushered him into her home. Turning back to Kira she said. "Kira, could you still meet up with Lacus? I don't know how long this 'meeting' will be, but it's important. Just look through my agenda and it'll tell you what I was planning on to ask during the meeting, okay?"

Confused, "Okay…" Kira trailed off, then turned and walked away towards her car.

"If this little meeting is over soon, I'll call you and catch a cab, alright?" She yelled.

"Sure!" He yelled back, and sat in the car. Moments later the car sped off downtown to meet the pink haired beauty.

Turning back to the front doorway, she walked in. She was surprised to see Athrun lounging around comfortably on her couch. "No doubt thinking he'll still get the part. Jackass." She thought as she glared at him.

Walking over to the couch across from Athrun, she sat down stiffly.

Athrun rose to meet her. "You know why I'm here."

"Of course, about Lacus Clyne." She sighed and mulled over the fact that he wasn't only handsome and an insensitive jerk, but he was taken anyways.

"So you know?" He asked, about her knowing his and Lacus' relationship.

Waving her hand in front of him pointlessly, "Yes, I know, I didn't think you were that into her." She said and dropped her hand to brush some hair out of her eyes. "Rumour has it you hardly see each other, and you have yet to propose."

"That's not the issue here." He said, although her words were true. "Myself, and many others came to audition and you dropped us, for another guy, without even seeing us perform. How can you be sure Kira is capable of such a job if you have no one to compare him to?"

"Well, I was most inspired by a role he played in a little community play over three years ago, besides, he's shown me his credentials; he went to an excellent school. That's all I needed to cast him."

"Are you sure those are the reasons? He's not your fling?" Athrun questioned a little too intensely.

"Those ARE the reasons, besides; it'd be illegal for us to have a 'fling'." She said curtly.

That statement shocked Athrun. "What?"

"Kira's my twin brother." She replied simply.

Athrun was speechless. He knew Kira was an orphan, and his foster parents never had any other child, but it was still possible to have lost siblings.

Cagalli begun again, "But just because he's my brother, isn't the reason why I hired him. I genuinely like him as an actor, not just because he's family."

Athrun ran a hand through his hair. 'This situation is getting much more complicated' He thought. "So there's no chance of me getting the part?"

"Sorry, it's gone to Kira." She eyed him, "You really should be talking to Lacus about this, if you don't trust her-" She was cut off.

"I trust her completely. It's Kira who I can't trust." He said looking of to the distance. 'He's too emotional; I know what's bound to happen.' He thought.

Fuming, "How can you not trust someone you hardly know? Just because he's a man, doesn't mean he'll steal your girlfriend."

Ignoring her anger, he stood up and walked towards the front door. Opening the door, he said to her sternly, "You're wrong, I do know him." Stepping out the door, he stated, "He is - was my best friend." And shut the door.

Cagalli watched the door shut. She was stunned with the information. "Why wouldn't Kira mention him to me?" She murmured. Shaking her head, she leaned back into the couch and rubbed her temples.

The brown haired youth made it to the restaurant. It was a very classy establishment, with marble floors, and classical Roman style architecture. Stepping into the foyer, a young waitress approached him.

"Hello, welcome to the Royal Abode, do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, under Miss. Athha." He followed the waitress to her pedestal. Looking through a thick leather book, she looked for the said name on the list. Pausing, she smiled and looked up. "Yes, right this way, there's been a woman waiting for you."

'Oh no,' He thought, 'I made her wait; what a great first impression.' Following the server, he was led to a table beside a large window. He only saw the back of the woman in question's head. Her long cherry locks cascaded down her back.

"Here you go sir." She gestured to the table "I'll be right back with your menus." She left him standing there.

Apparently the waitress's voice alerted the figure, because she turned at the mention of 'sir'.

Kira turned from the retreating waitress to the young lady at the table. He noticed her staring at him, with her pale blue eyes. Those eyes memorized him, as he continued to take in her appearance. Her long cherry locks hung freely over her shoulders, with a simple golden clip adoring her bangs. She was clad in a formal looking dress, white in colour and frills on the bodice. Her dress barely covered her pale, ivory shoulders. He was interrupted in his analysis when she spoke up.

"You know, it's not polite to stare." She giggled at his lost expression. Standing up, she made eye contact with him. "Hello, I'm Lacus Clyne, you must be Mr. Yamato." She held up a hand for him to shake.

Speechless, he could only numbly nod, and shook her hand.

"Why don't we sit?" She gestured to the table.

Getting his wits together, the youth sat down across from her. Finally being able to speak, "Cagalli won't be able to make the meeting, she had an urgent matter to attend to. She said if she was able to get out of it early, she would come and join us. I hope you don't mind." He explained.

"Oh no, of course not, Mr. Yamato. This should be a very educational experience." She glanced at him, through under her eye lashes. She became a little shy when he mentioned that they would more likely share the evening together, alone.

Smiling, he responded, "We're co-stars now, if we're going to be acting out kissing scenes together, you shouldn't be embarrassed by calling me simply by my first name." He said bluntly.

This statement caused her to blush. "O-Of course, Mr.- I mean, Kira."

Seeing her blush, he smiled, "Don't be worried about it. I have some experience with all those type of scenes. It's not that awkward after a while."

She raised her gaze to his face. "I should be honest. I was actually worried about acting out in a movie, because for one, I've never done it before, and for two, I was worried about acting those types of scenes out with a stranger. But, you seem like a very nice guy, so I'm happy you were cast as the lead male role." She smiled.

"Seem?" He chuckled, "You can trust me completely, cause, and I don't know if I should be telling you this…" Looking side to side, he leaned in, "I am a nice guy. Just don't tell that to my promoters, they're trying to keep up my 'badass' image."

"You have a 'badass' image?" She questioned.

The waitress from before came back soon enough with their menus, and asked what they would want to drink. After their orders were taken, she left, as quickly as she came.

He opened the menu, and looked up to her as he responded to her previous inquiry, "Well, not here, but in Japan I model for company's rocker and punk clothing lines, so that's my image. It seems to sell too; never went without work over there." He reminisced.

"Why did you stop? I'm glad you're working with me now, but-" She was cut off.

"I actually went to school to become an actor, so after three years of modeling, it got a little redundant. It was still at lot of fun, but I wanted to go back to my roots." He looked at the menu intensely, "If any for any reason this movie doesn't propel me back into acting, I'll more likely go back to modeling. If that does happen, hopefully my Japanese fans won't find out about this film…" Looking back at her, he brushed some hair out of his eyes, "A romantic badass? I'd lose my reputation."

She observed him before beginning, "So you're taking quite the risk, aren't you?"

His eyes softened as he looked down, "Yeah, acting is something that I really like, but never been truly successful in."

Lacus placed her pale hand on Kira's own tan hand. Squeezing it reassuringly, much like her own manager did in her times of doubt, she replied, "Well, I'm sure you'll do fine. We're in this together now. We just have to try our hardest, and I'm positive the movie will be a great success." She beamed. "Besides, I hate for you to go back to Japan, it's so far away." She frowned childishly. "I'd never see my new friend very much."

Peering up, he asked, "Friend?" A light blush stained his cheeks from the touch of her hand.

She too lightly blushed from her action and let go of Kira's hand. She simpered. "Well of course, silly. I'd love it very much if we were friends."

Keeping a steady gaze on her, Kira smiled and replied, "Friends we are then."

Both were interrupted when the waitress came back, handing them their ordered drinks. They both didn't have much time looking at their menus, so they quickly ordered the house special to quickly satisfy their appetite. The waitress left the couple to complete her order.

"So, I you know a little about me, what about you?" He asked while squeezing the juice of a lemon wedge into his ice tea.

Lacus took a sip some of her own ice tea. "Well, I'm actually a singer. I'm fairly new to the scene."

"Oh wow, a pop star having dinner with me. I'm incredibly sorry that I didn't recognize you…"

She waved her hand, "Oh no, I just had my first tour here, in North America. If you were living in Japan the last six months, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't hear of me."

Smiling, "I'll make a point to listen to some of your music. I'm sure you have a beautiful voice to match your appearance and personality." He remarked.

Lacus felt herself heat up in the face from the unexpected but tremendous compliment. With her red face, she looked down and stuttered, "T-thank you." After a short pause, she softly added in murmur, "Excuse me for one moment; I need to go to the rest room."

Kira looked a little surprised that she had said that so abruptly but nodded. As he watched her walk off, he wondered if the compliment he had given her crossed the line of friendship. He shook his head, 'Maybe it was a little extreme to have said it on our first meeting, but she is a celebrity. I'm sure she's used to comments like that.' Putting it out of his mind he turned to his drink.

Lacus splashed some water on her face to cool down the reddening. Looking at her reflection, she questioned herself out loud in the empty restroom, "I'm starting to doubt all this." Taking a paper towel, she dabbed her face, and continued to look at her reflection.

As she gazed at the mirror, she had an abundant of emotions swirling around about both Athrun and Kira. She specifically could note that the feelings were both very distinct between both males. "What will I do…?" She asked as she trailed off.

Rummaging through her purse, she looked for her lip gloss. She came across her wallet, which had clipped open in her purse. Taking out her small wallet, she looked at the photo she placed in there. It was of her and Athrun on one of their few memorable dates. Looking at the picture, she questioned, "Maybe I've mistaken the feeling of companionship for love?" Confused, she dropped her wallet in her purse, and took out her lip gloss. Spreading it on evenly, she dropped that back into her purse. Smiling at her reflection, she quietly murmured, "I'll just throw caution to the wind." And with that, she left the restroom, pushing her emotional turmoil to the back of her mind, and to simply enjoy lunch with her co-star.

To be continued.

As a little incentive for you all to continue reading…

Chapter Three Preview: A kiss leaves a pair shocked and one woman pissed.

Author's Note:

I hope this chapter was exceptional. I didn't have nearly the same amount of time as chapter one… I also do hope that my long winded way of writing hasn't gotten on anyone's nerves yet. I'm a visual person, so I may, er, over write things so it's extremely easy to picture. I also apologize if I made Amarfi a little bit cruel; I thought he would be perfect for the role because Nicol had to get his musical talent from somewhere, and in Canada, if you want to teach drama, you'd need to major in something, and a minor in drama. From what I heard, you can't major in drama…

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