Disclaimer-It may seem like I own or copied from the movie and book 'Face on the Milk Carton', but this story has nothing to do with that copyrighted work so don't sue me o.o. I just used the title because it fits this story's beginning. If you've seen the movie-which I have, I am not taking anything from the rightful author Caroline B. Cooney and claiming it as my own. So basically I don't own the title 'The Face on the Milk Carton'. I don't own Gundam Seed/Destiny either. I do own my characters like Julia and etc others that will be shown later in the story. I doubt that I own anything else if it's mentioned.
(Did I mention this is an AU sort've story…)
Author's Note: Reasons for delay, 1. Busy 2. Writing focus issues for this story… Bear with me please and I've just learnt that it is no longer allowed for an author to respond to the reviewers.
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Summary: It all started with the face on the milk carton. Athrun Zala, future chairman of PLANT, finds himself in quite a predicament after finding a golden haired person that he had seen on the milk carton! What's worse is that she has amnesia and does not remember a thing! As a caring person, Athrun does what he thinks is right but what really waits for Athrun Zala when his story unfolds?
The Face on the Milk Carton
Chapter Three
Two golden orbs slowly adjusted to the dim lighted room save for a dying fire in a fireplace. The room seemed to be quite big and spacious-and oh was the bed something; silky soft bed sheets that caressed your body gently and pillows with just the right fluff in them to make you believe that you were lying in a heaven! A small smile appeared on her soft face. She did not know where she was or even who she was and what was she doing here? Had something happened to her and if so, how? The sunshine haired woman was really lost this time.
The beauty had not noticed Athrun's sleeping figure on a guest chair that was faced towards the window and drawn velvet curtains. He looked even more like a god when he slept and the dying fire flickered around his face leaving playful shadows. His hands were folded across his chest and he seemed to have finally dozed off peacefully in a dream state since a grin seemed to reside on his face. Strangely thought, even with peace he kept moaning or groaning about something, with the arms waving wildly. Maybe he was dreaming about him finally accomplishing his life goal to be chairman and helping everyone out as much as he could or he could have been dreaming about the vacation he had originally had come to ORB for instead of a gruesome hurricane. Who knew? He was his own master of dreams…
Athrun's Dream Sequence Begins-
"Fellow PLANTS citizens, I am proud to announce your new leader, Chairman Athrun Zala! He has worked his way up and now will serve all of us to bring peace and stability everywhere. Let's give our new Chairman an applause and show him our support!"
Clad in a red and black business suit, a grinning Athrun arose and started forward. As he came to the podium from his seat just feet away, applause erupted the next 5mile radius and elsewhere in people's homes where the television screens showed what was occurring in real time. The rebuilt Junius 7 was bustling and it was quite evident.
The inauguration celebration was quite the thing this year, especially because people in PLANT were united in making Athrun the Chairman from the start. It was true, his other opponents had to drop out due to not much supporters from the masses. From the beginning followers of Athrun's political campaign knew without a doubt that he would one day stand leader of the beloved PLANT cities. Nothing could go wrong now, nope, it was impossible at this time…
Except, well…forgetting to wear pants…
Athrun started speaking to the crowds in a formal manner, to give respects to his supporters and fans. The peoples all now saw clearly what their new chairman looked like in his, ahem, peculiar attire.
"Thank you everyone, for suppor-…"
Suddenly, a roar of laughter erupted as far as the human ear could hear. A confused Athrun started frowning but a second later started chuckling so he at least looked like he knew what the thundering laughter was about. Moments continued to pass by and it seemed that the giggles and outbursts would not cease.
His curious nature allowed him to look around as much as he could throughout the populous and buildings. Nothing seemed to be in sight for the first few seconds. Then luckily, Athrun found a bunch of children pointing at him and laughing their little heads off not too far off from the stage. The sight irked him to an extent for reasons his own. It was one thing to be laughed at by professional adults…but by a bunch of small children as well?…Ridiculous.
At that moment, one of Chairman Zala's advisors stood up and neared the man. A small blush appeared on the advisor's face as he tapped Athrun gently. Athrun snapped around at Joseph in anxiety. Quickly, Athrun did what he could only do. Ask Joseph the 'obvious' laughing matter he seemed to be oblivious about.
"Joseph! What are they laughing about for so long? Every time I think they are about to stop, another roar is brought to life!" Athrun seemed distressed.
Beads of sweat caused by worry appeared on Joseph's face. "Err, sir…I don't know how to tell you this but…Are you sure you wore your pants today…"
A nice cold breeze brought Athrun to feel a bit cold… down there. Then it stuck Athrun harder than a bunch of bricks! The coordinator slowly carefully peered at his parts below… His face instantly went through a wide variety of colors much like a rainbow, but with much shades of red and purple.
The orderly deemed Joseph started cowering, even though Athrun was not the type to verbally or physically abuse someone for his own mistakes or even mistakes that could have been avoided. It was just sudden instinct for Joseph… just in case the new Chairman did start to support the abuses.
Laughter just kept on coming and coming and poor wide-eyed Athrun was fazed beyond being fazed, his career was ruined before it even started.
-Dream Sequence End-
At that moment, the reserved Zala yelped up from the chair and his nightmarish dream. Little did he notice that the woman had already woken and was now carefully examining him as her upper body lay rested on the head of the bed.
"Damn it all… this is the fifteenth time I've gotten this dream…Why, why?" the emerald eyed figure cursed silently. As soon as he had spat out about his dream, Athrun's right hand buried itself in his surprisingly tamed hair after all the dream issues. He was thinking along with being mildly annoyed and this form of self-expression showed it best.
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The sunshine haired woman quietly followed this new intruder in the room. She hadn't noticed him before, but she didn't notice a lot of things. So she figured, since she had no idea about other things, it would not hurt her anymore with having a stranger suddenly yelp up and put on a mask of paranoia and seriousness. It made the blue-haired stranger look a little bit cute. As much as she tried to suppress it, a giggle escaped her lips from the sight.
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The already tense Zala froze when he heard giggling. Without much thought his gaze from the floor traveled upwards to the bed where the unconscious woman supposedly lay… Athrun's eyes grew a little bit wider, "Hey, you're awake!"
She saw him turn to look at her. The contagious smile was still plastered to her face and soon landed on the emerald-eyed man. Athrun soon found himself having a smile just as the one as the she had. Then right before the Zala would say a word, she spoke.
"…Yeah, I guess I am… But I can't remember anything, do I know you and why am I here…"
The smile on his face dropped in a second along with his jaw. Di-did she just say she does not remember anything? If Athrun's hearing was accurate, then he was going to be in a serious dilemma. She had amnesia. What was worse was that the storm seemed to power up ten fold when the blonde haired woman spoke! As he had figured before, someone was out to get him. First the dreams, and now this? This would not be at all pleasant as he started to pace around the room once more.
Meanwhile the golden haired beauty got up from the bed and went to go look through the giant window. She pushed aside the velvet covers and saw it all. It was creepily dark outside and she did not like it one bit. A bolt of light flickered in the charcoal sky for a quick second and then soon was followed off by a loud sound. This one seemed to have been unusually large, and it was because she had jumped a little bit.
Minutes later, the electricity went out in the whole hotel. Everything that had run on electricity had just been denied the electric 'power', but it did not really affect the two in the room. The almost fizzled out fire was the only light source in the room and after hearing complaints from bellhops in the hallways; it was the only means to learn of the gone electricity...
"Great", Athrun murmured as he stopped pacing for a minute and observed the dying fire. He reached out for some spare logs that were placed under the bed and chucked them into the large fireplace without much consideration. The future chairman continued his pacing once again but briefly spoke.
"Do you have a name or anything to remember about it?"
She turned away from the window and faced the unstill man. A name… as far as she could remember, which wasn't much at the moment other then waking up to finding herself in this room along with a sharp looking blue haired man. After carefully thinking it out, she sighed dejectedly.
"…No, I can't remember…"
Athrun Zala aborted his activities and carefully observed her. She had a saddened look on her face, which was increased drastically by the firelight flickering on her face. It did not take a genius to see that she was upset because she could not remember her name or much else for that matter… That hurt him a bit though. He could sympathize not knowing about oneself. Something like that happened to him when he was fighting the war and was engaged to Lacus. At that time, Athrun Zala was lost.
After careful deliberations he wanted to help her by giving her a temporary name until she actually could remember, about her past and all. His expression softened up and he gently spoke to the woman.
" Well… that's okay, I mean until you remember, why don't I give you a name?"
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A/N: Don't I feel evil for cutting off? Maybe I do, but I've already started on for the next chapter and again I'm sorry for the wait. I have yet to choose the name, so you can review me a name if you want and it might get picked! R&R, thanks!