Dearka & Miriallia

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Chapter 45

Restraint

Two days later…

Miriallia woke up from another peaceful nights slumber and stretched her arms out wide with a sweet sounding yawn. She was still exhausted, but knew she had plenty of work to do before the next assignment Neo was sending them all on. Now that Stellar was feeling better she had been given a new Gundam to work with. Its' name was Destroy.

Miriallia looked over and saw Sting stalking away from his pod still furious from the fight with Neo. He had insisted he was the better pilot for the Destroy and Neo had completely shut him down.

"No doubt he'll try to argue his point again," Miriallia thought.

Part of Miriallia felt bad for him, the other part was slightly relieved when looking at the size of the monstrosity that he would not be the one piloting it. In the past couple of months she had begun to grow quite fond of Sting and his seemingly overprotective ways for her. It was the complete opposite of the way he treated Stellar. He may protect her against enemies and strangers, but among their own people, he was cruel and heartless to her most of the time.

Sting had taken very good care of Miriallia as if he was truly an older brother and she was elated about it, although she tended not to show him or any other crewmember the happier side of her personality. Somehow she felt as though if she showed it to someone, it would disappear from her grasp. That was the only feeling that she could feel in her heart may truly be a part of her past life, whatever life that had been.

She quickly stood up and ran to the shower room hoping she would still catch him at breakfast. She wanted to talk with him before they headed out onto the battlefield there in Berlin. It wouldn't be long now before their unit was sent out to take care of the resisting ZAFT forces and she planned on making a statement in her Valor.

The water was warm when she slipped into the shower stall and she softly cleaned herself off with the body wash and then moved onto her hair. Her body still felt quite weak from everything and she felt as though her energy was never going to return, but this moment began to wash all her concerns and cares away.

As she began to turn off the water with the dial she heard the door crack open followed by a soft voice singing. Her mind violently flashed memories before her eyes, but they were so cloudy and unclear that her head felt as though it was going to explode. She slipped in the stall and fell hard on the ground with a thud.

Upon hearing the noise, Stellar ran to the shower and flipped open the door. There Miriallia was now hugging her knees and rocking back and forth in terror, her head and bottom now aching. Stellar's hand moved over to the water dial and turned it the rest of the way to the off position.

"Are you all right?" Stellar asked innocently.

Miriallia looked up at her with the look of disgust in her eyes.

"I'm fine, get out of here and leave me alone!" she screamed scaring Stellar.

Stellar jumped back and let the door to the stall click shut. She hadn't expected such a reaction when all she was doing was trying to help. Miriallia sat on the floor crying softly to herself. She didn't understand what came over her, but whatever happened had made her extremely upset.

Voltaire…

Shiho sat watching Dearka lay unconscious in his bed on the Voltaire. She wasn't sure what happened to him, but he was definitely a little worse for wear.

"What did they do to you?" she thought changing the wet washcloth on his forehead.

The door to the room slid open and Shiho turned to see Yzak entering. He was still very upset at the situation but continued to keep himself busy with the repairs to the Rousseau and Voltaire to stop from going crazy. Most of the time when he walked into Dearka's room, he had the urge to punch his friend knowing he had no way to defend himself.

"What's that look for?" Shiho asked already knowing the answer.

"Nothing!" Yzak snapped at her.

Shiho just sighed and then heard Yzak speak again.

"It's just, I told him it wasn't a good idea. Why doesn't he ever listen to me? He's such an idiot!" Yzak ranted.

"Let's just be thankful that we were notified as to where he was so we could help him," Shiho replied cool headed.

"Yeah I guess, but my question is, where is Belle?" Yzak asked curiously.

Shiho didn't know what to say. Until Dearka woke up they wouldn't know what happened or where Belle was. The only information they had been given sent them to a hotel room on Februarius PLANT in order to pick him up in. Although, she also knew if it hadn't been for Ian, they wouldn't have gotten him out of there without alerting the entire crew. If that had happened, Dearka would have woken up to more than just Yzak questioning what happened.

"At least you will have some semblance of peace and quiet," Shiho thought looking down at his bruised face.

Yzak continued to pace the cold metal floor in Dearka's quarters every once in a while shooting a glare over at his motionless friend. Shiho was beginning to feel his tension and became even more irritated.

"Yzak, stop it. You're driving me insane with that constant pacing," Shiho scolded shooting him a glare of her own.

Yzak stopped in his tracks and folded his arms across his chest. Still trying to wrap his mind around what could have possibly happened to Dearka. Finally in a bout of frustration, he threw his hands down to his waste with a grunt and stalked out of the room in agitation. Shiho shook her head as she watched him exit the room and then turned her attention back to Dearka, deciding he needed to be her priority rather than chasing Yzak down.

"With the way things are going around here, I'm not sure we are going to get anything accomplished," Shiho said as if Dearka could hear her.

Yzak's Office…

Yzak had returned to his office and threw himself into his chair. He began shifting uncomfortably in the black leather seat, spinning himself to face the wall behind the desk.

"What the hell am I supposed to do now?" Yzak thought forcing himself back around with a thrust to face the desk again.

He looked down at all the papers in front of him and then looked to the computer screen that had fallen asleep. He moved his hand over the keyboard and hit a key to reactivate it. When the screen flashed a password program initiated.

"User name?" the computer spoke out.

"Yzak Joule," Yzak replied.

The screen flashed again, reflecting in his eyes. The system began to grind as the processor began to think.

"Voice recognition confirmed. Password?" the computer spoke again.

"Shiho," Yzak replied.

Once again the computer processor went into its' thought process making a few noises as its' system rustled through the authorization.

"Password accepted," the computer stated flashing the screen on for Yzak's use.

He immediately began flipping through the files he had received in another locked folder on the hard drive. He had placed quite a few passwords on a few folders to hide the information he had received from Lacus Clyne. He had learned how to contact the Archangel personally, but had hoped Dearka would be back to do that for him. He had no great desire to speak with those people himself.

Attached to the contact files, he was also given the specs to the upgraded Buster Gundam that was still aboard the Archangel. Although it hadn't been in use, it seemed the mechanics had no intention of destroying it once Dearka left over two years prior. It had some pretty good upgrades from what Yzak could see and seemed to be much stronger than any mobile suit they would be able to get their hands on when they reached Earth to save that girl.

Another file that had caught his eye was the locator file. It was actually a program that could tap him into the location of the Archangel as it continued its' maneuvers on the Earth. Lacus had entrusted this program to Yzak, making him feel quite uncomfortable. He knew how the Chairman felt about the Archangel, calling it a renegade ship that brought nothing but confusion to the battlefield for their forces. Unfortunately he had made a promise to Lacus that he would not notify or hand over this program for ZAFT's benefit. Feeling partially like a traitor to his people, he continued looking through the files.

"I have to remember that if it wasn't for the situation, I would never have been given this program or had this information. I can't hand it over to ZAFT," he thought as he continuing browsing the files.

He tried to shake the feeling, knowing that if he did anything to betray Lacus, Dearka may lose the woman he loved forever. Even Yzak couldn't allow that to happen even though he didn't agree with Dearka's choice. Yzak hit a few more keys and waited for the program to load.

"I might as well find out where the Archangel is currently located and make a plan before contacting them about the situation. I'm sure Lacus has already alerted them that their friend is in danger, but I want to make sure all the pieces are in place before I enlist their assistance," he thought as the program booted.

His eyes widened when the program pinpointed the location of the Archangel on Earth. It had quickly tapped into their system and given him direct coordinates to go in order to find them. It also kept track of their exact moves and previous points since the system was started. Yzak would be able to watch where the Archangel had been and where it was headed as long as he kept the program running.

Quickly he jotted down a few notes on a piece of paper and stood up from his chair at the desk. He moved around to the front of his office where he had tossed some ZAFT paperwork from earlier that day. He knew the area the Archangel was heading toward and had a feeling it was only familiar because of the ZAFT positioning update that was in the group of papers on the cabinet.

"What the hell is the meaning of this? Is this some kind of sick joke Yzak?" Ian yelled as he burst through the door to Yzak's office.

Yzak had been in a trance when looking through his papers that Ian's entrance had startled the silver haired Coordinator. He looked up in confusion in an attempt to figure out what Ian was thinking just bursting into a Commander's office with such an attitude.

"Can I ask what this is about?" Yzak asked with slight irritation.

"You know perfectly well what I'm upset about," Ian yelled back.

Yzak couldn't believe the audacity Ian had to be so obnoxious and inappropriate on one of his ships. Ian stomped over to Yzak like a little boy who didn't get his way would have. Yzak had enough problems to deal with to not need to listen to Ian whining about decisions that were being made and looked back down to his paperwork.

"Shouldn't you be on the Rousseau working?" Yzak now asked without missing a beat.

Ian grunted in frustration. If he could have, he would have decked Yzak right now for such a spiteful attitude. He knew exactly why Yzak set this up and he was livid.

"You know she shouldn't be on a battleship and yet you brought her here anyway! What were you thinking? Are you trying to drive me insane?" Ian screeched.

Yzak had been having some trouble figuring out exactly what Ian was complaining about this time until he said those words. It immediately clicked in his brain why Ian was acting so rash. Yzak gave him a wicked smile.

"I think she's a great addition to the Rousseau. Her background is in communications and that ship needed someone who could relay the information quickly to the Captain aboard. What makes you think it had anything to do with you?" Yzak asked feeling very good about himself.

"You son of a…" Ian started.

"Hey! Watch yourself Lieutenant. You don't want to say anything you'll regret later," Yzak warned.

Ian realized what he was about to do and backed down. The last thing he needed was a black mark on his record thanks to Yzak. He was still trying to figure out how Yzak became a Commander in the first place, which grated on his nerves. After all, they had all been in the same graduating class together and Yzak was such a hothead. Although, Ian had to admit he himself was becoming a little more confrontational since he met Miriallia a few months ago. Ian took a deep breath and tried another approach.

"She isn't equipped to handle the stress on a battleship Yzak. She may be great on the bases she's been assigned too, but we both know they are completely different worlds," Ian tried to reason.

"I disagree," Yzak replied still not looking up from his papers.

"Yzak!" Ian yelled.

"That's Commander Joule to you!" Yzak yelled back threateningly.

"Fine then, Commander Joule," Ian said with malice but was unable to continue his plea thanks to another interruption from Yzak.

"I assigned you to the Rousseau, so until Dearka is conscious and plans are made for that girl, I would advise you to remain on that ship. I will send for you when you are needed," Yzak ordered.

Ian stood there dumbfounded. The two had never been friends, but never enemies either. He always stayed on Yzak's semi-good side to avoid these types of altercations with him. He had seen too many people fall victim to Yzak's wrath and never wanted to be a part of it. But now he felt he had been backed into a corner and set up by him and he was not about to take it lying down.

"Are you having a problem understanding your orders? I'm sure I could relay them to someone on the ship that could help you. I don't have time to baby sit right now. I'm a little preoccupied with ZAFT's current mission," Yzak stated.

Ian watched Yzak move back to his desk to sit down in front of the computer screen. In one hand he still had a few of the papers he had been looking at and in the other he was typing something into his computer system.

"What mission?" Ian asked with a little more calmness than he had previously.

Yzak looked up from his desk with a deadly stare that was sent in Ian's direction. He didn't have time for idle banter, especially not if he was going to pull off this attempt to help his best friend without being noticed by ZAFT itself.

"Are you sure you don't have any mental handicaps?" Yzak asked curiously.

Ian shook his head in confusion from side to side slightly. He wasn't sure where the statement came from.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, we've established that I'm the Commander and we've established that your post is on the Rousseau, and yet, you're still standing here in front of me. I'm just making sure you don't have a mental disability before I fill out a disciplinary action form," he threatened.

"Fine, I'm leaving," he said angrily.

Ian grunted and turned to leave the office while Yzak watched his retreating form. He was completely irritated with Ian and Ian was equally irritated with Yzak. He had come to make a point of a decision Yzak had made and in the end was smacked down to the ground. Ian couldn't help but wonder if his exasperation was due to this mission that Yzak refused to enlighten him about or if it had to do with the fact that Dearka was still in his quarter's unconscious. Either way, he couldn't argue anymore without anyone to back him up.

"Too bad Dearka is the only other one who would agree with me about this decision," Ian thought feeling defeated as he left the office and headed back toward the Rousseau.

End

Author's Preview: Dearka's waking up and plans to save Miriallia are going into effect. Yay! Please read and review for me so I can continue on my happy way.

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