Dearka & Miriallia
Author's Notes: Time to jump the timeline spectrum and move straight to the Destiny sequence. There is one scene in here (the scene at PLANTs) that I borrowed directly from the Destiny fan-subbed version of episode 11. Although there are little twists throughout this chapter, I can promise you they will see each other again. This story does have a Mature version available through my website located in my profile page. Thanks again for the support everyone!
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The Sweetest Angel
Miriallia woke up to the sound of her alarm buzzing in her ear. The sun was shining through the window of her bedroom in her parent's home.
"6:00 A.M. already," she groaned.
As she got out of bed she could hear her mother downstairs in the kitchen.
"She must be getting breakfast for Annabella," she thought slinking out of bed.
Miriallia grabbed her outfit and laid it on the bed. Then quietly she opened the door to her room and slipped into the bathroom with the intention of avoiding her mother's call. As she reached her destination, she turned the showerhead on. The warm water began to flow down and Miriallia took off her pajamas. As she brushed her teeth and looked in the mirror, she could see the circles under her eyes.
"I'm doing way too much work. I am so exhausted from traveling to these battlefields," she thought now rubbing her eyes.
She waited for the water reached a perfect temperature before stepping in. As the water hit her body, she felt revived and ready to take on the new day. It had been two years since the end of the last war between Naturals and Coordinators, but it seemed as though things were starting up again.
"It is such a shame that we did all that for nothing. So many lives lost and we are back where we started again. Tolle, I miss you still," she thought reminiscing.
She closed her eyes trying to remember the smile he used to give only to her. As she sighed to herself and began to open her eyes a flash of a tan skinned blonde boy invaded her memory of Tolle.
"Dearka. God help me, but I miss you as much as Tolle," she thought about the man that had won her heart by the end of the war.
When she was satisfied with her shower, she stepped out and turned the water off. Then wrapping a towel around her, she opened the door slowly. Although her mother probably heard the water running and knew she was up, she may still have a chance to make it out the door before she was bothered by her again. Her head poked out from the space of the open door and she checked both directions.
"No sign of anyone in the hallway. Now's my chance," she thought scurrying out of the bathroom.
Miriallia ran for her room and shut the door softly.
"Now all I have to do is change and get out the door," she said to herself.
As she dressed herself in her orange button down shirt and blue jeans she heard her mothers voice.
"Uh oh!" she thought cringing at the sound.
Miriallia grabbed her green bandana and red gloves and backpack with her camera inside and opened the door to her room. She was right. Her mother was on her way up the stairs.
"Great!" she thought now trying to find a way out without being caught.
She decided to do the only thing she could think of, run by her and straight for the door. If she continued on without stopping there was no way her mother could stop her. She took off for the stairs.
"Bye mom, I'll see you later tonight. I have a huge assignment that I have to get in and I don't have time to waste," she half yelled as she flew by her.
"Miriallia," her mother called.
"I have to run. I love you. Bye Annabella," was all that she said as she dodged out the door and ran down the street to catch a bus.
Miriallia's mother just sighed and turned around to walk back down the stairs. She moved herself back into the kitchen where Annabella sat waiting for her.
"That girl," she said. "I don't know what I'm going to do with her."
With that said, Annabella gave her a big smile.
Back on PLANT…
Athrun waited in his hotel room after returning to the PLANTs. He had been stuck there for over an hour. The Chairman had promised he would send someone to accompany him around PLANT to make sure he was secure at all times. All Athrun could do was wait. As soon as he turned to look outside the large picture windows to see the view of the PLANT he heard the doorbell ring. He walked over and answered it with slight hesitation. As he opened the door he saw both Yzak and Dearka standing in front of him.
"Yzak," Athrun said in surprise.
Yzak burst through the door and grabbed Athrun by his jacket pushing him backwards.
"You little…! What the hell's the meaning of this?" he yelled.
Dearka casually walked into the room and looked from side to side at his former comrade's hotel room.
"Hey, wait a sec! Hey!" Athrun cried pushing Yzak back from him.
They were both now in a ready to fight stance, Yzak in his green suit and Athrun in his green shirt and black coat.
"What's with this, all of a sudden?" Athrun asked.
Yzak was obviously irritated and Dearka stood behind him with his normal smile.
"That's my line, Athrun! We're already so busy at the moment, but then the Supreme Council summoned us, so we went over wondering what it was about. Then, as it turns out, we've been ordered to be your bodyguard so that we can keep an eye on you!" Yzak screamed at him.
Athrun just blinked in confusion.
"What?" he asked questioningly.
Yzak disgustedly looked away from Athrun.
"Why must I be called back from the front for a reason like this?" Yzak screamed his question.
Athrun still confused answered with a question, "Bodyguard and surveillance?"
Dearka calmly stepped in and began walking toward Athrun.
"You want to go out, right?" Dearka asked him.
"Dearka!" Athrun finally acknowledged his presence.
Dearka waved at him. He was clad in a gray sports jacket and pants with a black and white patterned shirt underneath. He looked much more mature than he had been over two years prior and had his same tanned skin.
"Been a while," he said with a smile. "But I guess since the situation is as it is, even if you're from a friendly nation, you can't wander around PLANT by yourself," Dearka finished knowingly.
Dearka had made his way to the view Athrun had been looking at before the two young men entered. As he looked back Athrun realized that he was still considered part of Orb and in PLANTs eyes, couldn't be trusted. Yzak had turned his head away in annoyance.
"Y-yeah, I was told that there would be someone accompanying me. But… you?" Athrun asked.
Athrun was still confused.
"That's right!" Yzak yelled at him turning back to face Athrun.
Dearka just shrugged to Athrun. After all, Yzak hadn't changed one bit since the previous war. He was still as arrogant as ever.
The boys left the room and entered the elevator. Yzak stayed near the front pretty irritated that he was even there still.
"Well, it just means that someone who knows about us set this up. So where do you want to go?" Dearka asked.
"If you say something like shopping, I won't forgive you!" Yzak snapped as they exited the elevator.
"It's nothing like that," Athrun said continuing ahead of the other two. "I just wanted to visit the graves of Nicol and the rest…"
Yzak and Dearka stopped in their tracks and looked down at Athrun who was already making his way down the stairs. They hadn't expected this request from him.
"Since I can't come to PLANT that often. That's why I thought that I'd like to go," he said answering the looks he knew they were giving him to his back. As he turned around the boys just nodded their approval.
The boys visited the graves of their fallen friends in silence. Dearka just looked ahead lost in thought. Memories were flooding his mind again. The images of the previous war, the people he met and fought alongside pushed through the wall he had set up.
"Mir, where are you now?" Dearka thought fazing out.
He realized he had spaced out while Yzak was talking to Athrun and began to join in the conversation.
"Exercising their right to aggressive self-defense? So, ZAFT is making its move, too, as I thought," Athrun said.
Yzak looked down with his arms crossed. "It can't be helped. We can't just do nothing after having nuclear missiles fired at us."
Dearka looked over to finish Yzak's thought. "Though we countered them during the first wave of the attack… I'm sure they still intend to annihilate PLANT with those."
The boys continued to stand at the graves and discussed the situation between the Earth Alliance and the PLANTs. Yzak even asked Athrun to come back. He felt that neither he, nor Dearka would be alive today if it hadn't been for him and all the power he possessed. Athrun had to think for a moment but didn't have an answer. He wasn't sure what his next plan of action should be.
As the boys parted, Athrun went to see the Chairman while Yzak and Dearka went back to their hotel. As they began walking Yzak looked at Dearka.
"So what are you thinking about? You have been quiet since the graves," Yzak stated.
Dearka was still slightly dazed. "Nothing," Dearka said as they walked toward the hotel they were staying at.
"And what are your plans for this evening?" Yzak asked curiously.
Dearka just smiled back at him. He returned from his thoughts of the past and moved himself back to his present era.
"So, should I assume I won't see you this evening?" Yzak asked. "I'm guessing you are going to call Cadey and tell her you are here on PLANT."
"I guess that would be the appropriate thing to do," Dearka answered with a grin.
"Right, it's makes sense. Regardless that it was arranged, she is your fiancée. Well, just remember that we have to head back out tomorrow morning. So don't do anything too strenuous," he said with his own smirk.
"Yes sir," Dearka mock saluted to his friend. "I'm just going to grab my stuff and head over to her place though. It will be easier if I just meet you at the shuttle than to drag myself all the way back here first," Dearka answered with a little more seriousness.
They continued to the room and Dearka began to gather his stuff. He packed his bag and placed his uniform in folding it carefully. His thoughts from earlier that day still weighed on his mind.
"It has been so long since I thought about her. I guess I'm not quite over her yet. If only I had stayed with her on the Archangel I wouldn't be in this situation now. Going against my father to join the military was one thing, but disgracing my family by refusing the engagement with Cadey is a completely different story. I wish I was with you now Mir," Dearka thought feeling slightly guilty.
Dearka finished packing the bag and looked over to Yzak. He placed a fake grin on his face before speaking to his friend.
"I guess I'm going to see how my girl is," he said with a hint of intent in his voice.
"Yeah, whatever. Just make sure you make it to the shuttle on time," was all Yzak commented on.
He knew full well what was on Dearka's mind. Dearka picked up the phone and ordered a car to come around to pick him up. He then headed toward the door and waved back at Yzak who had made himself comfortable on his bed. As the door shut behind him, he huffed at the deception of his true feelings.
"Well, I guess it's time to go meet up with her or I'll never hear the end of it," he thought thinking of it as more of a chore.
Dearka headed out toward the elevator. His mind was still returning to a certain blue-eyed brunette. As he entered the car that waited for him, he wished time would fly to tomorrow to get this whole sorted business over with.
"This is ridiculous. I'm fearless in the face of my father forbidding me entrance in to the military, nuclear missiles being shot at me, and mobile suits that are trying to kill me on the battlefield. The one thing I can't stand up to is this arranged marriage. Could I have feelings for Cadey too? Is that even possible? It always feels like a chore when I have to visit her, but when I'm there, I feel comfortable. Much like I used to around Miriallia," Dearka reminisced to himself.
Dearka watched the scenery change as the car drove ahead toward Cadey White's home. Her father was still part of the PLANT Supreme Council as was Dearka's. He knew he had to stay in her good graces or this will be one situation he couldn't walk away from his father on in one piece.
Two years prior…
Dearka entered the home he had been away from for almost two years. First he had entered the military against his father's wishes and then was immediate assigned to the Le Creuset team with no time off to visit home. By being captured by the enemy half way through the war didn't help him in that department either. Dearka looked around from his place in the foyer.
"I guess nobody's home yet," he thought entering his home.
There was no sign of life, not even that of the staff. It could only mean one thing…
"My parents are still at Aprilius One I guess," he concluded.
He shrugged it off and headed up the stairs toward his room. As he entered and flipped the light switch more memories invaded him. All the things he believed and the people he knew before he left this room the first time. Pictures of all his friends lined a board above his desk. Most of them had joined the military as well and he hadn't heard about their whereabouts being so busy too. He could only hope they survived as well. He tossed his keys on the desk and walked over to his bed. The sheets were blue flannel with a plaid pattern. As he hit the pillow his head spun.
"Owww," he said grabbing the left side of his forehead. "Still hurts," he flinched.
It had only been a few days since his departure from the Archangel and his injuries were still pretty fresh. He rolled over on to his back and looked up at his ceiling with his arms behind his head.
"Now what do I do? Should I return to ZAFT for the sake of keeping the peace?" he asked himself.
Dearka slowly drifted off to sleep, Miriallia and his future still playing on his mind.
A few hours later…
The door to his bedroom opened and he heard a sweet voice calling his name.
"Dearka. Dearka, are you awake honey," his mother called to him softly.
She entered his room and went to his bedside. She had turned on the dim feature to his light as to not sting his eyes while waking him. Her hand gently brushed the side of his face. Slowly his eyes began to open.
"Mom," he moaned with fatigue.
"Hi sweetheart. I'm so glad to see you home safely," she said with delighted tears.
He began to sit up from his bed forgetting his head injury again. "Uh," he flinched grabbing again for it.
"Dearka," his mother rushed to help her son.
"I'm okay mom. I just got a little banged up is all," he answered with a small smile.
"Maybe we should have the family doctor check you out," she said concerned.
Dearka just shook his head, "It's okay mom. I was given a clean bill of health from the doctors at ZAFT."
She just sighed her disapproval. "Well, you need to get up for a moment and get cleaned up," she told him.
He just looked at her with a blank stare.
"Your father has company and something he needs to discuss with you personally," she replied.
Now it was his turn to sigh his disapproval. But instead of putting up a fight with his mother, he shook his head again indicating he understood.
"What could he want this time, especially if he has company and wants me presentable," he thought untrustingly.
Dearka stood up from his bed as his mother made her way out of the door closing it behind her. He made his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done he tossed on his black shirt and gray slacks. He finished his look by brushing his thick wavy blonde hair back in place before heading downstairs.
As he entered the hall, his mother turned the corner startling him.
"Mom," he half screamed.
She shushed him and dragged him to her room.
"This can't be good," he thought.
As the door shut behind them she put her finger to her mouth.
"Before you go down there," she whispered, "I want to let you know why your father wants to see you and what I expect of your behavior as well."
"Nope, definitely not good," he re-iterated to himself.
"I told your father I wouldn't say anything to you and that I would let him handle it. But, after the display between you two the last time and the way you handled the confrontation left me a little weary," she explained to him.
He just blinked at her. He knew full well she was reminding him of the screaming match he and his father had when he said he was joining the military. He had been so mad that he just stormed out the door without looking back.
"You can't do what you did two years ago. This is not only important to your father, but to me as well," she explained still whispering.
"What is it already?" Dearka asked impatiently.
She looked into her son's deep violet eyes. They were the same as hers as were so many of his features.
"Orson White and his daughter Cadey from Sextillis City are downstairs in the lounge with your father right now. And I realize how mad you are going to get but I need you to be appropriate. This is not something you can fight without embarrassing the entire family name. When you walk down there your father is going to speak to you alone in the study about the proposition of marrying Cadey in the future," she finished waiting for his reaction.
Just as she expected his eyes widened and a bit of fiery rage began to burn.
"What?" he yelled back softly.
"Dearka, don't start now. I expect you to go down there on your BEST behavior and listen to your father with the utmost respect and agree to this arrangement," she said sternly.
She had never used such a direct tone with him before. He knew she was serious, but how could they decide this before even bringing it to his attention. He did just arrive home from a war that he was almost killed in a multiple of times. They could have at least told him before inviting Council member White and his daughter to their home.
"Ever the tactician, huh dad? You knew I would have to say yes if they were in the house. Especially since this not only reflects on you, but mom too and now my status if I want to return to ZAFT," he thought venomously.
He was defeated. This is not what he expected as his welcome home. And what about Miriallia?
"I promised her I'd come back for her someday," he thought remembering his words to Miriallia.
The frown on his face made his mother sad herself.
"This is for your own good," she stated.
He just looked at her still depressed.
"This is a very important arrangement Dearka. She is a very sweet girl. It's time to grow up and forget about everything that you did in the past. You know it will be important to your status in ZAFT as well," she explained.
"How does she do that? She has the ability to turn this around on me every time. But Miriallia," he thought again with his heart now aching.
"Dearka, is there something you need to tell me?" she asked.
She could see there was something on his mind and was now trying to coax her son in to an explanation.
"It's just that…" he trailed off.
His mother raised an eyebrow to him.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter anyway," he said now even more depressed.
"I'll give you a moment to compose yourself and I'll tell your father you'll be right down. And I mean it Dearka Elsman, your BEST behavior," she said again.
All Dearka could do was sigh to himself again.
"Right, my best behavior," he replied.
He walked into his parents' bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. After composing himself as his mother suggested he began to walk down to his ominous future.
In the Present…The car drove up the long driveway and to a large black iron gate. The driver stuck his head out of the window to speak to the security camera.
"Master Elsman is here to see the young Mistress White," replied the driver.
The gates began to open and Dearka sighed in the back of the limousine.
"Here we go," he thought trying to put on a happy to see her act.
Inside Cadey was reading a book. She was alone since her father was at a meeting on Aprilius One this week. She heard the sound of a communication box beep and she leaned over to press the button.
"Yes?" she asked with little interest.
"My lady, Master Elsman has come for a visit," the operator answered.
"Dearka," she said excitedly as she threw her book down on the couch and ran for the door.
As soon as the car pulled up to the entrance of the house a young girl of the tender age of seventeen came running toward the car.
"Dearka," she called out excitedly.
The car stopped and he took a deep breath. As he began to exit the car he plastered a fake smile on his face.
"Hey baby," he replied as she lunged at his waiting embrace.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her close to him. As she pulled away she looked him up and down giving a devilish smirk. Dearka just looked back pretending to be clueless as to her hint.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well what?" he asked her back while turning to grab his bag from the car.
"How long do you plan on staying?" she pushed.
"Just tonight honey," he answered.
The look on her face was one of disappointment.
"Oh," she said like a little child.
"Don't give me that look. I have to go back to the Voltaire tomorrow morning. I was here on business but thought it would be nice to see you," he half lied.
She eyed him wearily before pulling at his arm to lead him to the house. Dearka waved to the driver to let him know he was free to leave and followed Cadey in to the house. As they entered the huge foyer he looked around.
"It's pretty quite," he said.
"Oh yeah, most of the staff has time off since my parents are at Aprilius One right now for a meeting," she answered still tugging at him.
He felt her forceful jerks on his jacket and became slightly annoyed.
"I'm coming," he said irritably.
"Well, not yet you're not, but…" she laughed.
Dearka grinned at her remark. She was pretty similar to him in many ways. For instance, her mind was always in the gutter when he spoke. A trait he used to have more in play before the first war broke out.
"Might as well make the best of this. It's not like I can get out of this arrangement. In any case, it has been two years with her and at least she's cute," he thought as he followed his fiancée through the house.
Cadey pulled Dearka upstairs toward her room. Her long dark brown hair was swinging freely.
"Cadey, what are you doing?" he asked a little more serious.
"I told you, my parents are at Aprilius One and I am all alone in the main house," she turned to smirk at him with a devilish grin.
He raised an eyebrow at her and she turned forward again just pulling him by his hand. The entire mansion was made of white marble with red carpet draping the stairs. He felt like he was in a palace every time he visited here. Sure he had quite a large home of his own, but this was almost as extravagant as the Clyne estate. The portraits of events in Coordinator history hung on the wall throughout the hallway. All of them were originals and worth quite a lot of money. He kept glancing back and forth.
"I wonder what kind of home Miriallia has," his thoughts drifted back to the woman he had promised to return to.
As this thought crossed his mind, he felt Cadey stop. She let go of his hand and opened the door to her room. He scolded himself mentally for the thought he just had.
"I have to remember that I'm with Cadey now, so I may as well make the best of it," he thought scolding himself for being so distracted.
He followed Cadey in to her room and she spun on her heel. Dearka was half surprised at her motion. She moved in close to him and started to move her hands over his chest. Her long nails making him relax some. He dropped his bag on the floor and moved in to kiss her. Her hands began to move down his shirt to his belt buckle underneath.
They broke from their kiss. "What's the rush?" Dearka said intrigued with his fiancée's urgency.
She just looked at him with her deep dark brown eyes. "What do you think?" she replied now irritated herself. "Is it so bad to want you that much?"
Dearka just smiled at her and pulled her in to his arms. "No," he said beginning to undress her.
Before she could blink from his remark, he had her on the bed. He leaned in closer to her never missing a beat in their rhythm and began to kiss her.
They soon collapsed on the bed and Cadey's breathing was now sporadic. Dearka was having a hard time catching his breath as well.
Cadey kissed Dearka fully and he fulfilled her need to be embraced. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
"I love you," she said to him.
He glanced down at her relaxed form before answering, "I know baby."
End
Author's Preview: Another chapter is complete and I hope you guys like this one as much as the second. In the next chapter, I will move on to the episode where Athrun and Mir talk, but I wanted to continue in introducing Cadey so I figured the next chapter should start with that so we could jump a little time between episode 11 to 24. Please read and review for me so I can continue on my happy way. If you have any suggestions to avoid the possible writer's block that may occur in the future, toss your ideas in the review and I can write them down to work some of them in for future chapters.
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