P.S The reason I don't spell Meralia the right way, is because my computer won't let me spell it the right way, and if I do, it deletes it. Sorry! Not my fault.

Dearka woke up in a maze of beer bottles, and underclothes. He rubbed his head and looked at the sleeping form beside him. A 14 year old girl with red hair, and a drooling mouth, he sat up, quickly put on his clothes, and ran down to his room, he opened the door, and saw Kira and Athrun playing cards on a small crate in the middle of the room.

"Where have you been?" asked Athrun laying down a card.

"Who are you my mother?" he snapped and jumped back onto his bed.

"No, seriously, where were you?" asked Kira, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it out the window.

"Places," he replied and rubbed his head.

"I know where you were," said Kira, smirking.

"You slept with that tramp on the deck!" he exclaimed, and Yzak shot up from his bed, and hit his head.

"Mother of shit!" he yelped, and glared at Kira.

"Whats your problem?" asked Athrun looking at Yzak with curiosity.

"Nothing," he murmured and lay back under the sheets. Dearka tried to hide his smile, but failed.

"You didn't!" asked Kira.

"Well… I was really drunk…" Kira dropped his newly lit cigarette from his mouth.

"Dearka! You prick! You know what kinda shit you could get into with her parents!" yelled Athrun, standing up.

"I didn't take that into consideration because, da da da da, I was drunk!" he cried and jumped off his bed, and out the door, slamming it shut.

"I can't believe it," said Athrun, sitting back down.

"Well, not that I don't think it was inconsiderate, but he was hung over…"

"Don't make excuses for an ass like Dearka!" yelled Athrun at Kira, who sighed deeply.

Dearka jogged past people on decks and passers by. He didn't know where to go, what to do, nothing. He was, for once in his life, confused. He jumped down a whole flight of stairs after being yelled ta by some second class person, Dearka completely ignored that and continued to run, down to the lowest decks, and into the boiler room. He made his way up, into the swimming pool room, and looked into the deep blue water.

All my troubles will be gone, why did I even do it? I'm so stupid. He thought, and pulled off his shirt, and shoes, and held his breath, and dove in. The water was warm, and pleasing, nice… but that wasn't the reason why he was there.

Dearka felt his face redden, and his vision blur, life was slipping away slowly… he couldn't take it, from now, it was all will power. He couldn't stand it, it was hard.

Maybe I shouldn't of done this… ahh shit he opened his mouth, and kicked his feet, but his body was too weak to move, his sighed in his mind, and moved his hands around, he started to propel slowly to the surface, but, too slowly, he was down there, for at least five minutes… he was a foolish boy, very idiotic,

This is the end; I'm done for… this is it… I'm gonna see my mother again… and with that, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think… it was all over…

Suddenly a whole flush of air… sweet pure air, filled his lungs, and Dearka opened his eyes, there was a girl… no an angel he blinked his eyes and his vision became clearer. There was Meralia Haww! The girl he met on the deck a few nights before, He coughed, and sneezed and shuddered, a warm towel was draped around his shoulders…

"Thank you… for saving… (Cough) me." He said to her, but she looked very pissed off.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she cried, and stood up, Dearka shook his head and sneezed again.

"You give me a speech about not diving into the ocean, but noooo, you go and dive into the pool, like you never met me! You think I'm stupid?" she exclaimed.

"The way you're acting, there is no missing it," he said, that earned a smack on the head.

"Ouch!"

"I'll give you something more to say 'ouch' about!" she yells and strode out into the showers.

"Geez… THANKS AGAIN!" he yelled, and with no mistake, he hear a loud "ha!" from the showers.

"So, what where you doing in there?" she asked,

"I umm, fell in," he replied.

"What! You can't swim?" she asked, and came out of the showers, wearing a bathing suit with white ruffles on the sides.

"No, I can't," he said… but he really could.

"I'll teach you then," she said and walked around to the deep end of the pool.

"Here, I'll show you," she put out her arms, and pointed them, tipped her head, and dove in, without making a splash, she came up, wiped the water from her face, and swam out and showed Dearka how to do it, who aced it perfectly.

"But… your arching your hands the wrong way," he reached her hands over to Dearka's arm, and bent it a bit, such close contact with her skin made Dearka blush, and he turned his head away, Meralia, obviously confused, moved her head closer to his face, he turned his head to face her, and found her face inches away from his. Both turned heads, and felt their faces redden. Meralia turned her head back, and so did Dearka. Blue eyes met lilac in a heat of interest, as the two heads inched forward, cm away from each other, Meralia closed her eyes and waited for contact, Dearka softly placed his lips on hers and…

"Meralia Haww!" yelled a voice from behind; Meralia whipped her head around to see Tolle, her fiancée rushing towards her.

"What in gods name are you doing?" he questioned, he looked at Dearka.

"What are you doing? You're only third class, you shouldn't be here!" he yelled, and pulled the scruff of his shirt.

"Get out of here now! And never go near my
Meralia again! Do you hear me?" Dearka scowled.

"You sure ask a lot of questions for a person of such tiny brain as yours!" he cried, with that, Tolle hurled a fist into Dearka's face, sending him flying across the room.

"Dearka!" cried Meralia, reaching out a hand and pulling it back to her chest.

"Tolle control yourself!" she exclaimed and stood up.

"Use your brain!" she yelled back at him.

"Shut your mouth! I'll deal with you later!" he yelled, and focused his attention back to Dearka, who was rubbing his cheek.

"What were you doing with Meralia?" he roared sending his voice in an echo across the large empty room.

"I… I fell into the pool, and she rescued me!" he cried back.

"Lies!" he screeched at started to stare back at Meralia,

"What was he doing to you!" he ordered, Meralia was shaking. She regained her courage, and walked over to him.

"He was telling the truth you great buffoon!" Tolle turned around, and stared at her with awe.

"Milly, you… you called me a…"

"Ya and that'll be the first of many times if we get married!" she yelled.

He is her fiancée? Thought Dearka, who looked at Meralia's hand, there was no ring, but on her neck, was a large sapphire, set in white gold with Latin script on it. Dearka gasped.

I kissed an engaged women? He thought to himself.

"Meri…" started Tolle, and looked at Dearka once more.

"You!" he yelled and walked over to him, and kicked him in the belly, Dearka arched his body in pain and yelped.

"Tolle stop it!" Meralia boomed, she was crying now.

"Don't hurt him!"

"And what if I do?" he asked without turning back.

"Then… I'll leave you! I'll kill myself if I have to!" she cried,

"Shut up Mer." He said, and continues to stare at Dearka.

"If I see you here or anywhere again, I promise, I'll kill you." He said

"No!" cried Meralia and ran over the two, but Tolle, grabbed her, and threw her across the floor, and her self was hanging, inches from falling into the pool.

"Meralia!" cried Dearka. Tolle slapped his but Dearka pained nothing.

"You devil! How could you do that to her?" and with a splash, Meralia fell into the pool.

"MERALIA!" Dearka charged over to her and dived in.

The water was much colder now, and darker. Dearka spotted the floating body slowly gliding down to the bottom. She was out cold. Dearka swam like a fish over to her, and pulled her arm, and her body fell into his arms, she was so light. He kicked his feet as hard as steel, and broke the surface. He breathed a deep sigh of relief, looked around, and found that Tolle was gone. He carried Meralia's body thru the water and placed her on the floor of the room, and pulled himself up; it was hard because of his wet cloths. He pushed his bangs from his face, and looked to the girl beside him, she, herself was soaking wet, and since he didn't know what room she was in and even if he knew, he didn't want to take her back anyways, dried her bathing suit best he could, and put his coat over her, and went into the showers and found her cloths, put them on her lap, and picked her up. He carried her bridal style, back up the stairs, and past the empty halls to his room.

"Kira… Kira wake up!" he whispered and shook him.

"What do you want?" he sat up and rubbed his eyes and saw that there was Dearka, holding something.

"What do you got there?" he asked groggily.

"A girl," Kira spit out his saliva, and gave Dearka a weird look.

"She's soaking wet, please, help me get her warmer, stoke a fire, close the window, something!" he said, and laid the girl on his bed and put the sheets over her.

"What happened?" he asked, and Dearka told him about the man who nearly killed him and about the girl.

"Wow, what a day." He said, and got up. "I'll get her some coffee, or tea or whatever,"

And he left.

"Meralia," he whispered.

"Meralia… please wake up." He said and lightly shook her. She wiggled a bit and moved her head, but she didn't wake up, Dearka reached down, and held her hand.

"Wake up please," and he walked over to Kira's bed and took the sheets off of his bed, he went into his bag and got out a jacket and another sheet just in case.

"Meralia…"

"Dearka… come here…" she said, she opened her eyes and reached around for his shirt, and pulled it closer to her, and started to un-do the buttons, and after she did that, she started to un\zip the back of hr bathing suit, which was soon discarded on the floor.

"Meralia, what are you doing?" he asked, as Meralia pulled Dearka closer.

"What does it feel like to you" she asked.

"It feels like…" but he didn't get a chance to finish for Meralia pulled him down onto the bed with her, soon, she wrapped her legs around him, and started to kiss…

"I love you Dearka…" said Meralia.

"I… love you… too…" he said, and after that, Dearka drew the curtains around his bed.