I don't own Gundamseed /nor destiny in anyway..aww…
Notes: Just to say, I will only be writin probably only 2 more Chaps…due to the fact that I'm running and hiding from people who are trying to find this story…man, they just won'd give up!
Here's aliitle thing I made based on my friend's idea:
One day on a movie set, they were currently filming ep8 of destiny, the scene was when Athrun gave Cagalli a ring….but for some reason, Athrun kept…
Athrun: (stares at Cagalli remorsefully as he is about to leave)Cagalli I …
Cagalli: What?
Athrun: Well, I WAS going to give you this ring (takes out the ring and looks at it in his s palm ) but since you walked out on me yesterday with that bastard Yuuna…well…
Athrun plops the ring into his mouth with a swallow.
Director: CUTCUT! ATHUN! What da hell are you doing man! We've been through this like 14 times! You'r supposed to give the dam ring to Cagalli! NOT EAT IT! ARGH! We'v been through like 14---nowait—15 now—rings!
Athrun: (looks confused) but…Kira told me it was jelly…(points at Kira ) It's all you'r fault!
Director: WHY da H ELL did you tell Athrun it was jelly!
Kira: Sir—I
Director: (frustrated) WHY! I am tryin to direct a MASTERPIECE here and here you are tryin to waste the budget and getting Athrun to eat rings! ARGH!
Director: emotional outburst What is wrong with you you moron! YOU IDIOT! You gay bastard!
Kira: (stutters)---Hey wait---I'm not gay!---(realizes something and looks hopefully) wait, are you?
Athrun, Yzak, Dearka, Miriallia, Tolle, and Lacus all looked at him with their mouths open in amazement.
Yzak and Tolle:Kira! Whoa, you'r gay!
Mirialia: tsktsk Kira, never thought you were…never thought you swung that way…
Tolle: Sai will be glad and happy to know!
Kira: (bak to stuttering) Wait!—you guys—I'm not—How can I –be-ggg—ay?
Lacus: Hm…well, it DOES explain why you never look down my top whn I was wearing that exposing white dress….and you were never really into the kissing thing when we were supposed to kiss…
Everyone looked at Lacus with sheer amazement; she was so unlike the character she was playing…
Lacus: wat?
Director: aww man, you'r one of the main characters and you'r gay? Hm…Mayb you can switch roles with Yzak…
Kira: (forcefully now) I'm NOT GAY!
Athrun: nowonder you kept looking at me weirdly when were together…even when we were at that Lunar Prep School thing…man Kira
Dearka: It's okay Kira, we understand, it's better than Yzak anyway---man, that guy sure likes his mom a lot!
Yzak: DEARKA!
Kira: Why won't anybody believe me that I'm NOT!
And for some reason, Mr.Pink, the pink Haro Lacus was holding suddenly exploded…
The End
Athrun woke up in the bed late that morning, and like every normal guy in the world, even if he was a Coordinator, he woke up tired and sleepy. He fumbled his arms around for that familiar warmth in which he shared a bed with yesterday, but to discover that she wasn't there.
He sat up straight quickly and looked around the room, with no Cagalli in sight; she had left the room earlier without telling him. Damn, just once would he want to wake up with her in his arms…
As if on cue, the door opened slightly, with Cagalli coming in on tip toes with a breakfast tray, trying not to wake the already woken Athrun. Realizing that Athrun was already awake and staring at her from the bed, she made no effort to be quiet anymore.
"Well, good morning, since you're obviously awake, I'll just set this tray on the table –" said Cagalli while she placed the breakfast tray laden with toast, orange juice, and oatmeal on the bedside table "—here."
"You didn't have to," said Athrun, grinning widely; this was an excellent way for him start the day—have Cagalli bring him breakfast.
Cagalli scoffed. "You were sleeping like a baby when I woke up! Besides, I don't you're going to be able to find the caf in this base. You're just like Kira – no sense of direction. Man, I can see why you guys are friends…"
He could tell from her expression that she thought the both of them idiots of the same sort, so he said nothing more than a trace of smile. Instead, he looked at the breakfast she had for him.
"Did you make this?"
"No way, I don't cook, so I got that from the cafeteria," replied Cagalli unhappily about the fact that she couldn't cook. How she had wanted to cook this morning for him, but when she burnt three toasts, the cook ordered out of the kitchen.
"So it's safe to eat? It's not made by you?" said Athrun, amused by the whole idea of Cagalli in a flowery apron and kitchen.
"What is that supposed to mean? You don't think I can cook?" demanded Cagalli.
"Nothing…" replied Athrun with a smirk and started to eat the meal on his bed.
She watched him intently as he bit the toast, a little miffed that he insulted her cooking skills. Cagalli made a private note to learn how to cook in the near future just so she could show him up.
Cagalli smiled thankfully though. It was nice to be able to relax once in a while, and spend time with friends; it's been so long since she was able to do that. Athrun coming here made it all possible. It felt just like the days during the war without the fighting. How she longed for the days when her obligations weren't needed and duties were of no importance next to fighting and defending for what you believed in.
These feelings were thriving only in the shadows of her heart though; she biggest reason she yearned for the days of war was so she could spend her free days with Athrun, with nothing to tie her down. There, she was unprotected, free from the watchful eyes and gaze of Orb officials and councilmen. There, she could make decisions of her own accord by herself.
For now, she was just tied down by what was inevitable for someone with her heritage and obligations.
But, that was alright, she thought through a sigh.
"Cagalli? Here, I'm done," said Athrun as he handed her the tray, looking into her eyes, wondering if she dazed off or something.
"Huh? You're done? K. Oh yeah, I was asked to bring you to Kisaka, it seems he wants to talk to you," said Cagalli, taking the silver tray from his hands.
"Why?" asked Athrun, afraid of another bombardment of questions like the meeting yesterday. He certainly didn't want another encounter like that.
"Dunno…they didn't tell me much about it either…Well, let's get going. We shouldn't keep them waiting."
Athrun reluctantly got out of the sweet and comfort of the bed and followed Cagalli through the many hallways. Man, this place is big…takes forever just to get somewhere…
This time, instead of a briefing room, they entered an office. Inside sat Colonel Kisaka in his desk, drinking to what seemed and smelled like a latte.
"Good morning Cagalli," welcomed the colonel. "You have read my request for wanting to talk to Athrun?" now he looked at Athrun with and nodded.
"Yeah, so here he is, I'll get going now," said Cagalli as she walked towards the door, but the colonel held up his hand to signal her to stop.
"This matter also concerns you too Cagalli, why don't you both have a seat?" said Kisaka, gesturing towards two chairs in front of his desk.
"Okay, now that we're all seated, let's get down to business. Athrun, because the council trusts you and you're a close friend of Cagalli's, they've requested you to accompany her as a bodyguard this weekend at a dinner party held by some Orb, with representatives of Earth and Zaft at hand, to work over some matters involving a treaty between the nations. Because of so many government related people at hand, the chance of assassins is probable, so the council hopes you will take the task and act as her bodyguard," stated Kisaka.
Instead of Athrun answering however, Cagalli burst out first.
"What? I told you Kisaka, I'm not going to that stupid party! Some members of the council are going to be there, so there's no need for me!"
"Cagalli, you've inherited the place of your father, you know this, and he was the leading representative of Orb. So what do you say Athrun?"
"I accept," said Athrun with a serious look on his face.
"You understand the risks involving this case right?"
"Yes," stated Athrun.
"Very well. Now Cagalli, the advisors say you need to wear a dress, like always okay? So don't –"
"I'm not going and I'm not wearing a dress!"
"—give the dressers too much trouble like last time," finished Kisaka firmly, closing his eyes, hoping Cagalli would understand.
"Er…what did you do last time?" asked Athrun carefully, not wanting to piss Cagalli off, but very interested in what sort of spaz attack she had last time.
"Cagalli, that's enough. You know that the great nation of Orb relies on you now to speak for them," reasoned Kisaka.
Cagalli moaned but said yes.
"That's good. Both of you are dismissed."
Athrun and Cagalli both walked out of the office into the hallway. He didn't know where to go next, so he followed Cagalli instead. As they walked silently, he saw the defeated look on her face. It must he hard to be such an important person to a nation, he thought. But then again, isn't he the former supreme council chairman of Zaft's son?
He tried to think of something to cheer her up, but what could he say? The usual "Cheer up, you're getting new clothes and gown!" thing didn't work with Cagalli...
…how about taking her out to lunch?
Idiot, do you think they would let you take her out again? Jeez…
"Cheer up Cagalli, I'll be there with you too, so you won't be that bored," said Athrun sincerely. "I'll keep you company."
Athrun waited for her response, and was glad that he didn't say anything like "Cheer up Cagalli, you'll be able to eat lot's of food there!" She would kick his ass for trying to get her fat…hm…what would she look like being fat…
After a few seconds of silence between them, she replied.
"Thanks," smiled Cagalli.
Athrun sat on his bed after a shower and reached for the phone, trying to remember the numbers to dial against his headache.
The last few days had been disastrous for him; he had gone shopping with Cagalli, or rather, he and a bunch of dressers dragged Cagalli to go shopping. He now marveled at the way most females had the ability to shop for hours on end with no rest; it was just impossible!
They had went to all the gown stores and expensively elegant clothing boutiques in that city, only to come up with ten gowns, fourteen pairs of shoes, and tons of jewelry for Cagalli to wear, some of which Athrun didn't even know what it was ('What's this?'…"AH! Athrun! That's a corset!"…). Of course, she was frowning and complaining the whole time like a small child not getting what she wanted. Twice, Athrun even had to stop her from running off…
The effort to follow Cagalli around wasn't fruitless for him though; the dressers insisted on getting him a whole tuxedo ensemble after messing with Cagalli. During his time of suffering by the hands of what seemed to be crazy dressers, trying on ties, dress shirts, such and such, Cagalli wore a smug smirk on her face the whole time.
By the end of those few days, they were well prepared for the evening head of them, but first, Athrun wanted to call Dearka.
I should keep him updated…he did buy my ticket here for me…
Finally, the connection to the Plant's went through. However, the answering machine picked up.
"—Hey! This is Dearka, but I'm not here right now, so why don't you bother my friend Yzak Joule at 254-26671397 with your messages for me? He'll give them to me after I return. Be sure to bother him! He loves his mom a lot! If you know what I mean. Bye –beep"
Athrun chuckled. You had to hand it to Dearka though; he sure wanted to piss Yzak off as much as anyone else would. He wondered where Dearka was though, probably off chasing some girl…
He then thought of calling Yzak, but after hearing the message Dearka left on his answering machine, he couldn't imagine Yzak being too happy when he called him to leave a message for Dearka. Yzak might explode…
He heard his stomach growl over his headache. He sure was hungry; might as well start changing for the party.
Athrun undressed and wore the black tuxedo they bought him. He pulled on a red plain tie and tied it loosely, not wanting to choke himself. He went over to a mirror and studied himself; he thought he looked pretty good. While scanning himself in the mirror for wrinkles on the jacket, he realized that his hair was a mess. Not having too much experience with the comb, Athrun carefully combed over his dark blue hair slowly.
There, he thought, I look sharp and a little distinguished. This should be okay. Privately though, he sure wished his mom had taught him more how to dress properly for a girl…one mistake could set them off…
Athrun went outside his room to the front gate of the base. There, a polished limo sat there waiting for him and Cagalli; the other council members would arrive of their own accord.
For a few moments he waited, staring at the moon overhead, wondering how his friends were doing on the Plant's. He would worry of his family if they were still there. The billions of stars overhead reminded him of the time he spent fighting in space; the days when he took the lives of many.
Just then, Cagalli came out and stared at Athrun's sad face with a hint of grief. She wondered what it was that made his usual smiling face show this, but didn't ask, in case she was intruding on something private.
"Athrun?" asked Cagalli apprehensively, scanning at what he was wearing. The tuxedo made him look so finished and well done.
"Hi Cagalli, let's go," said Athrun, the sad face gone completely, opening the car seat for her with a smile.
She went in and sat down with him beside her in the back. The driver then started to drive, through the street under the canopies of the trees above under the yellow, half-crescent moon.
They drove for a while, and to pass the time, they amused themselves with the inner contents of the limo (this is what I would've done if it was me…cmon'! it's a LIMO+.+).
"Hey! There's a T.V. Wonder if there's satellite?" said Athrun, reaching for the knob on the T.V.
"Wait, here's the remote," said Cagalli, handing him a remote, but then exclaimed, "Hey! I found the fridge!"
Athrun took the chance while Cagalli rummaged through the fridge to look at what she was wearing. He was amazed at what he saw.
Tonight, she was wearing a simple light blue strapless gown with only her figure and a zipper at the back to prevent it from falling. The bottom looked crocheted and was sew in a special way so the hem always looked like it was flowing. On her neck she wore a sliver necklace with a single smoke green pearl at the end. Her earrings were dangling from her ear gracefully, teasing the quiet night with their tinkling sound.
Her hair was done up in a knot at the top with pearls of the same sort encircling it. She also wore a clip with what seemed to be dried rice branches on the left side of her head. Athrun was perplexed by how she looked tonight. The stuff she was wearing brought out another look in her, something more of an elegant, rich people feeling.
Holy shit she's hot tonight…and for some reason, he couldn't stop focusing his eyes near her chest area…Athrun could feel himself blushing a little, so he turned away and pretended to look at the scenery outside.
"Athrun?" asked Cagalli when she saw his face practically peeled on the window. "What are you doing? Look at this! I found A&W root beer! Want some?"
Having no choice, Athrun turned around and found Cagalli to be very close to him; apparently while he was "gazing at the moon," Cagalli had shuffled closer to him to show him the root beer.
"Oh, root beer, eh, you know what? I'm not really thirsty hehheh…" replied Athrun sheepishly, averting his gaze with Cagalli's, trying his hardest not to blush.
Athrun, cmon! You've survived the war, piloted gundams, and even had to go up against your best friend! Control yourself! Argh!
Noticing Athrun's weird mixed expression on his face, she leant in towards him and placed her right hand onto his forehead.
"—Ca—galli?" stuttered Athrun. He hated himself for stuttering, but he couldn't help it; how come Cagalli had to suddenly make contact with him?
"Hm…you don't have a fever, but you look sick Athrun, is everything okay?" asked Cagalli with a concerned face, taking her hand off. "Jeez Athrun, if your sick, should've said something earlier."
"Yeah, I'm fin -- " Athrun was cut off from his reply as the vehicle suddenly skidded to a halt, causing contents in the car to fall, fly, or go lop-sided.
Being so close to Cagalli in the first place in such a confined space of the back seat, and both of them being stupid enough not to put on a seat in the first place, Athrun flew up from his seat and landed on top of Cagalli's small figure, face in the open area just between the top of her breasts.
"Cagalli! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" exclaimed Athrun, bolting upright, helping her up while with his hands, blushing frantically.
"Yeah," said Cagalli overwhelmed as she got up, trying not to believe that just happened. His face was practically on her chest…
"That's good," he said, relieved that she didn't slap him or beat him up. At the same time though, he couldn't help thinking...
…god…they were soft…she's not wearing a bra!
He shook his head quickly and saw Cagalli drinking root beer as if nothing had happened, her fingers wet from the icy coldness. Thank goodness, he thought quietly; he wouldn't have known what to do if the damage was done.
After a while, the car stopped and the driver announced that they've arrived. Athrun went out first and offered his arm to Cagalli by the door. Cagalli, blushing from this gesture, took his arm slowly and walked inside gracefully on his left.
By the main entrance, a doorman asked for their names.
"Cagalli Yula Athha, with my bodyguard, Alex Dino," said Cagalli politely. Of course, since he was her guard, he would have to go under a false name.
"Pleased to see you here, Miss. Athha," smiled the doorman.
They entered the hall to see a huge banquet room waiting for them, with deep, blood-red carpet and small tables lined with silverware. There was a staircase at the back of the room, which had ribbons tied in fancy ways on the banisters. Beside the staircase was a stage, with giant bouquets of flowers standing on either side. Inhabiting this exquisite room was none other than important rich people themselves.
Letting Cagalli lead him across the room because he didn't know obviously didn't know anybody here, it gave Athrun a chance to see who was here. She bowed and greeted and was bowed and greeted by so many important people, such as the president of Earth, and one of the chairman of Zaft, who didn't seem to recognize Athrun.
After all the greetings, Cagalli lead him to where they were supposed to be sitting. They sat down and Cagalli let out a huge sigh.
"What's wrong?" asked Athrun.
"Wearing these shoes is so tiring! Argh…"
Athrun looked down the table at her feet, and sure enough, they were red from sores. He simply wondered why girls wore such elaborate shoes in the first place, and not the comfortable shoes guys wore. Sure, the heels looked better, but shouldn't comfort come before beauty?
"Take them off then," he suggested blankly, as if it was the simplest thing in the world, and wondered if being the Natural Cagalli was made you stupider.
"Not now! We're in a room full of important people! Wait until we get to our room here," she hissed.
Touchy, he thought. Maybe shoes were the source of Cagalli's able-to-kick-his ass powers? She would certainly need a shoe to actually "kick his ass," but other than that, he made no connection with women and their shoes. However, what she said reminded him that they were to share a room together here tonight, him being her bodyguard. He couldn't help concealing a grin on his face—in truth, he was thrilled.
In the middle of his thoughts, Athrun was shaken by Cagalli on the shoulder. He looked at her and saw her pointing at another table considerably distant from them.
"Look Athrun!"
His eyes widened. There, although they were far away from them, he could tell, sat a brunette with a bubble-gum pink haired girl—it was Kira Yamato, his best friend, with Lacus Clyne, the singing sensation of the Plant's.
Duh, Athrun thought blankly, surprised at his own stupidity. How could he not expect Lacus not to be here? After all, she was the daughter of the passed on chairman, Siegal Clyne, plus, she partly lead the peace movements with the Archangel in the last war -- she was an important figure to the Plant's, spreading the word of peace with her fame of a singer. Kira, though…
Apparently Kira and Lacus hadn't noticed them yet, because they were going about minding their own business at their table. Kira was trying to get Mr.Pink, Lacus's toy companion which Athrun made, to stop bouncing in the middle of the dinner table, while Lacus sat aside and laughed quietly at Kira's feeble attempts.
Athrun chuckled silently while watching Kira waving his arms around, trying to catch Haro.
"Shouldn't you go and help him?" asked Cagalli, also watching Kira with smug expression a long-lost sibling usually had for another, "after all, he is your best friend."
"No, but I will go say hi to him," replied Athrun with a smile, happy about seeing his friend after all this time, getting up and turning around to offer Cagalli his hand. "Come with me."
"Fine, but I'm blaming you if he makes fun of my dress," said Cagalli, not liking the idea that more people she knew were going to see her in a dress.
Together, though not holding hands because Cagalli had plain out refused to be seen holding his hand, they made their way across the room to where Kira was stilltrying to stop Haro's rampage on the dinner table (Kira you suck! You're supposed to be the "ultimate" Coordinator!).
"Need some help Kira?" asked Athrun in a friendly voice from behind.
"Huh?" said Kira as he turned around to face the blue-haired Coordinator, but at that moment, Haro jumped onto Kira's head with a "thunk!" and landed into Athrun's hand.
"Oh hi Athrun, you too Cagalli!" acknowledged Lacus, but then she giggled. "I think Mr. Pink likes you better than Kira, Athrun."
"Uh…yea…" said Athrun, unsure of what to do with a pink Haro in his hand, flapping its ears, moving back and forth, as if laughing at Kira.
Kira glanced down at the Haro with unkempt eyes, but then focused his attention onto the newcomers.
"Hey Athrun, what are you doing here? I know why Cagalli's here but –" trailed off Kira as he focused his eyes onto Cagalli. He didn't say anything, but just stared.
"What?" spat Cagalli, and then stared at Athrun as if it was his entire fault.
"Nothing!" finished Kira quickly, not wanting to get his best friend and himself in a heap of trouble at a place like this. He smiled. "You just look nice tonight."
"Oh? And I don't usually 'look nice?'" retaliated Cagalli, furrowing her eyebrows skeptically at her brother.
"NO—no! You always look pretty!—heh…" Kira didn't know what to do, so like always when he was unsure about something, he smiled sheepishly back to whomever he was talking to. Athrun saw this stupid response from Kira and thought that it was typical; Kira was always a little klutzy. Even at the Lunar Prep School where they met, the teachers always thought Kira a little peculiar…
"What Kira means," swooped in Lacus, coming to Kira's rescue, "is that, you look beautiful tonight. The gown is most becoming on you Cagalli!"
"Thanks," said Cagalli, pouting a little by the edge of her lips, embarrassed though.
"So what are you doing here Athrun?" asked Kira, not wanting to start up the whole "Holy shit! Cagalli's wearing a dress!" thing.
"I'm assigned by the council of Orb to be Cagalli's bodyguard on this trip," said Athrun with a hint of pride a person guarding a precious jewel would have. "They think it's probable that someone's going to try and carry out an assassination here."
"Well, let's hope that doesn't happen," said Lacus.
"So what are you doing here Kira?" though he thought he knew the answer already.
Kira blushed now and looked away while Athrun grinned widely at him. "I'm here accompanying Lacus…"
"So is 'accompanying' your fancy word for dating?" teased Cagalli, barely stifling a cough.
"Er…" was all Kira could muster up as his face turned bright red, strangely resembling an apple.
"It's okay Kira," comforted Athrun, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder. "We understand."
"Thanks Athrun," said Kira, glad that someone was supporting him. "Are you guys staying here tonight?"
"Yeah, we got a room here," said Cagalli.
"Great! We should hook up tomorrow after breakfast!" suggested Kira excitedly.
"We'll see," said Lacus brightly. "I doubt either me or Cagalli will have time though."
"C'mon Lacus. I'm sure you'll find some time out of your busy schedule," said Kira in a voice neither Athrun nor Cagalli had ever heard out of him before. It seemed it was only a voice reserved for Lacus, and he used it tenderly to a great extent. Lacus looked back at him warmly with a smile.
Athrun and Cagalli felt really out of place in front of their two friends who were obviously deep in love. Athrun saw his best friend in love and was happy for him truly, but couldn't help feeling a little down himself.
Seeing the couple in front of him reminded him of all the things that he and Cagalli weren't. If he had contacted Cagalli sooner after the war – if he gotten together with her for that matter – they would be where Kira and Lacus were in their relationship, maybe even further. He couldn't help thinking about how much time he wasted of his youth without doing the things he wanted to do –without spending time with Cagalli. All the things they could've done together…he could've brought her to the Plant's to show her his hometown, actually go on a real official date without worrying about getting attacked, share a meal with her…If only they had gotten together sooner, they might've even married…
It was so disappointing to him that all these things were going to have to come as time goes on, but these things couldn't be rushed, so he relented on that thought.
He peered over to Cagalli's face and saw that she felt the same way as him of viewing her brother and friend like this, so he took the first step.
"We're going to get back to our table, 'kay Kira?" asked Athrun as friendly as possible, not wanting to seem rude, but at the same time, desperate for a way out of the situation.
"Sure, see ya later," smiled Kira.
"Bye Cagalli," bid Lacus cheerfully.
Cagalli waved before Athrun grabbed her hand. She wondered for a second why Athrun was suddenly being a little forceful as he led her back to their table silently. She noticed his sigh as they sat down.
Cagalli opened her mouth, seeing the look on his face, about to ask him what was wrong, when two people came and sat down at the same table as them.
"Good evening Cagalli," greeted a heartedly voice that just came.
Cagalli looked up and saw Yuuna Roma Seylan, one of the representatives of Orb that she hardly saw because of the constant traveling she was made to do. She didn't complain about not seeing him though; she didn't like him, but he always tried to get close to her. As she thought this, Athrun eyed Yuuna just as Yuuna eyed him back. He couldn't understand it, but Yuuna was eyeing him with a great amount of dislike, resembling the infamous hatred of war.
Please R&R! and those people who hav evil comments, do us all a favor and shut up(in the nice way)