AN: Happy New Year everyone. Hope all is well. This will be a two chapter piece, both already written. However due to my rush in writing this, and the lack of editing that followed, i will wait until i see some responce to this first chapter before posting the next. This first chapter is more fluff than anything else. I hope you enjoy, and i hope you will find the time to review this chapter. Thank you once again

A country, seemingly so far away from the problems of the world, was actually drowned in turmoil, deceit, and death. Yet just one little island rejected these notions and embraced only the good to come. One tiny island became the sanctuary for those tired of the bickering, the fighting, and the bloodshed. Except for one who was still coming to terms with his past.

It was night of patterns. Crickets chirped in rhythm, waves collided angrily onto the beachhead every few seconds, and in one room a young man breathed deeply in and out while sitting in his bed, looking at his hands as if they were excruciatingly melting off his body right in front of his eyes.

In that moment he cursed his enhanced eyes for letting him see himself shake, see that he wasn't as strong or brave as others knew him to be, to see that in the end he really was just human.

A single tear clinged to his cheek as it ran away from his eyes. A tear holding all his sorrow, his pain, and yes even his regrets. Kira sniffled as he whipped the tear away with the back of his hand. He was sitting upright in his bed, wearing his pajamas along with no top. His short brunette hair remained an organized mess despite all the tossing and turning he did throughout that night, like he did every night.

"One day it will stop. Please, just let me believe that one day it will stop." He thought to himself, his arms wrapped around his knees protecting them from the shadows.

With one hand he reached over and clutched a glass of water, and drank from it, relishing the water's cool crisp taste. His shaking subsided somewhat, allowing him to slink back into his bed and pull the covers over him, despite the fact it was a warm humid night. He needed the comfort the blanket provided; he needed the protection he knew it didn't really bring.

Like every night recently, moments passed and Kira could have sworn he heard each individual tick of a clock, though he had none in his room. However sooner of later the exhaustion of the day had once again caught up with him and the young warrior soon fell asleep.

While there was no clock in his room, there was a digital clock right outside his door facing the hall. One little girl sat cross-legged on the floor, still in her pajamas, using one of her most potent weapons on the clock. She sat there facing the clock, giving it, 'the look.' The one any and every guy feared receiving from a girl. She clenched her fist and strengthened her resolve, using her iron will to make the clock speed up and finally hit 9'oclock.

Minute by minute the clock sat on the wall, giving its own look back at the girl in complete and utter defiance. The little girl's eyebrows arched under her brunette hair, realizing she was losing this battle. 'The look' suddenly turned into 'The Glare.'

And yet not even this girl could combat the nature of time, in spite of this she was not to be defeated. She went across the hall, like she did every morning, and brought back the same step ladder. She climbed onto it and onto some books she stacked onto it to reach the clock, which she took down from the wall. Even the little girl hadn't realized how early in the morning it was until she realized the red digits of the clock had reflected onto her slightly annoyed face. Flipping it over, she pressed a few buttons and placed the clock back in its place and climbed down.

Smiling triumphantly, the girl waited just a few seconds and suddenly the clock said it was 9. She quickly opened the door to Kira's room, but quieted herself when she saw his sleeping form in the bed. She closed the door and walked to his bed, kicking off her fuzzy slippers. As carefully as she could she climbed into the bed and gave Kira a quick little peck on the check, before snuggling against him and falling asleep. All she wanted was to be near him.

This little girl hadn't been able to count on much in her life. Her parents had separated and died in the war; the rest of her family had abandoned her not wanting an extra mouth to feed. Her old friends did not want to hang around an orphan with no home. Finally as if the world itself was against her, they even cancelled her old favorite TV show. No she never did have much to count on, but now she knew one thing for sure. No matter what happens, no matter what she does, she could always count on Kira.

She always felt safe near him. He was her new daddy now. He would protect her and love her and most 'specially of all, spoil her. These thoughts made the little girl smile as her brunette hair meshed in with Kira's. Despite all this, as she drifted asleep, she still couldn't help but feel that things where still….incomplete.

A few hours later an angel floated into the room. A real one? Yes, definitely a real one. An angel cannot be long separated from their wings, and as such, Lacus would always be drawn towards Kira. He was her wings that protected, that gave her true freedom, and the ones that provided her true peace of mind. And like any angel, she felt naked without her wings. The irony being her wings liked that imagery.

The pink-haired angel's hair streamed freely down her just reaching the small of her back. She gazed intently at her beloved with blue orbs that ensnared the very essence of the sky. She wrinkled her cute button nose a little, wondering if she should be jealous of the little girl who got to sleep so close next to Kira, when she never had.

Lacus sighed looking at the two, wishing she had her camera with her, but there would be other opportunities. She glided towards the windows and pulled back the curtains that had been dueling with the sunlight for so long now and thus allowed the room to be filled with a soft warm glow.

At that moment the little girl had awoken and sprang up in the bed rubbing her little eyes with her closed hands. Lacus smiled showing off her allure, wondering how kids managed to look adorable doing everything.

"Come on now. Its time to wake up and get ready. If you don't hurry up you will miss breakfast and won't be able to attend class."

With that a little pink and blue blur was seen exiting the room racing down the hallway. Finally she was alone with him. That cute little smile she wore earlier now stretched ear to ear as her heart beat faster. She had known him for so long and her pulse still raced whenever she was near him. She made her way towards him, taking off her own pair of fuzzy slippers and sat down on Kira's bed. She used one hand to gently caress his face and move away some defiant strands of hair from his sealed eyes.

"Kira. Kira, its time to wake up." She continued to caress his face waiting for some response. The one she got was not the one she expected, and yet one she secretly hoped for.

On purpose or not, Kira's arm reached out and wrapped around Lacus' slim waist pulling her closer to him as much as it pulled him to her. A little surprised, a little nervous, the songstress brought her legs onto the bed, her back against the headpiece, allowing Kira to rest his head on her lap. More importantly for Lacus it allowed her to continue stroking his hair, since he still faced her. Kira now had both arms locked around her waistline as he gave a small content sigh, the beginnings of a smile forming on his lips.

Lacus sat there looking down onto Kira's face, taking note of each and every feature. He held that same innocent look the other kids in the orphanage have while sleeping. It was only his deep fierce violet eyes which betrayed that look of innocence by displaying all the turmoil he had lived through.

As much as Lacus would have liked to sit here with her love all day, both she and Kira did have responsibilities. She tried calling out his name a few more times, but every time the word Kira came to her lips, her stern voice had only ended up more soothing. She raised an eyebrow as an idea sprang from her thoughts. This would wake him up.

"Kira…its time to wake up, everyone is waiting" Again just a little stirring. "Alright, alright. I know when I'm beat. I guess I will just have to find someone else to give my good morning kiss to."

Suddenly a loud thump was heard on the floor.

Kira had landed on the floor, fully awake now, with his light blue blanket all wrapped around him. Lacus had a smug look on her face as she just walked out the door past a half dazed Kira.

In the meantime Kira quickly scampered to his feet and found a light blue t-shirt to wear. He opened the door looking for Lacus, hollering "What about that good morning kiss?" He never had kissed her on the lips. Not properly at least. The memory of an incident that happened on the beach some months ago crossed his mind as his face blushed a little. He knew he said he would love his kids no matter what, but who wouldn't be a little irked after having missed a kiss with her. Bashfully he closed the door and sat back on his bed, his elbows resting on his knees to help support his head.

Remembering the mention of a good morning kiss, a mental image of him kissing her flashed across his mind. It was deep, passionate; their arms wrapped around one another rubbing up and down once another just so they could sense more of their beloved. He could hear her moan in pleasure just a little into the kiss as he imagined her parting her lips just a little bit more when….

Suddenly Kira felt a little pebble hit him on the side of the head and fall to the floor. The door had opened and closed rather quickly while he was absorbed into his little fantasy. A little note slid under the door. Curiosity got the better of him when he bent down and picked up the note, unfolding it. It simply read.

"Here is your good morning kiss."

Confused he opened the door expecting Lacus to be there ready to reward him, but saw no one. Disappointed he closed his door and turn around to see that the pebble wasn't really a pebble. A tiny foil wrapped candy that resembled a pyramid with a round bottom lay in his room. Once again, she proved who the smarter coordinator is.

In the kitchen, Lacus could barely control her own giggling at the prank she had just played. It was rather clever for something she had thought of on the spot, though she had to get the candy from one of the kids 'secret stash'. Still in her pajamas she began pouring bowls of cereal into many different dishes set at a long breakfast table. The kids would be scampering into the kitchen soon eagerly awaiting their breakfast. She took out the little plastic toy in the box and hid it in one of the drawers. She liked to use them as rewards for whoever could behave the best during breakfast.

By the time Kira made his way down into the breakfast area, it was already full of chattering. Looks like he was the last one down…again. He put on a slightly grumpy face, trying to show he was annoyed with how his morning started, but in truth he was more so disappointed. It felt like he kept missing these key opportunities.

He entered the kitchen, lit up with the sun's rays, and there she sat. Her hair tied back now in order to force each strand to obey the order to stay out of her food. She brought the spoon to her mouth slowly, almost gracefully each time allowing her to nibble on the contents of it. Kira's heart still skips a beat every time he sees her. It didn't matter she too had only recently woken up or that there was a little milk dribbling down the side of her mouth. To put it simply, to Kira, Lacus is just beautiful.

She smiled when she noticed Kira had made his way down finally, and took his seat across from her. He tried his best to keep his annoyed face on but there is no way that was going to let pass. Giving up on that he too slowly ate his food, until he stopped eating altogether. Without even realizing it, he had engaged in a little game of footsie with Lacus. Now that he was aware of the little game, his face turned red…fast.

One of the younger boys noticed this and pointed at his 'new' father. "Daddy looks funny!" With that several other children turned their attention away from the marshmallows and sugar that were floating in their bowls and gave Kira their undivided attention.

Kira on the other hand, now grew even redder, that shade of red you get from squeezing a tomato to the point right before it burst. Being thrown off by the prank played earlier today, he was unable to make a snappy recovery, so his angel did for him.

"Alright everyone. That's enough. Now finish up your cereal or you won't be allowed to attend your class today"

Most people would expect the kids to cringe at the thought of going to class, but not these children. Kira and Lacus had a certain knack for teaching, not to mention a way with kids. None of the children wanted to go away to the mainland for courses. Sure they wanted to meet some of the other kids, but they were scared. Scared that they would come back only to find their new parents gone, just like everyone else.

These children learned to value their time with Kira and Lacus. Going to class meant spending more time with them. It certainly helped that both had unorthodox teaching methods. Kira always felt that traditional school rotted the mind and stunted creativity, so he did things a differently.

Lacus had gotten up and pulled out a mug with the Orb insignia on it, a gift from his sister. Lacus poured some coffee into it, adding sugar and cream to Kira's likings. Just before giving it to him she took a little sip of it herself, to make sure it was just perfect for him. That's what love is.

After breakfast all the children hurried outside to the area designated as the classroom. It was just a big patch of emerald green grass with spots of shade provided by oaks that loomed overhead. Without being told the children spread several sheets for them to sit on, using some books to help hold it down from the wind which tried to play with the blankets. While waiting for their 'teachers' they fooled around in a small field nearby, taking special care not to get too dirty.

Meanwhile, Kira and Lacus were putting away the dishes they had just used for breakfast. They made no attempts at conversation until all the dishes were put away when Lacus spoke up.

"So did you enjoy your first good morning kiss?"

In a soft and tender voice he replied "You tell me..." With that he dropped the dishcloth he was holding, and embraced her as close to him as possible. He pushed a strand of her pink hair behind her ear as he kept his hand on the side of her face. His hand slowly moved down her face and onto her arm, as he leaned in slowly, stressing each second. She closed her eyes, now able to feel each individual beat of her racing heart, her lips trembling with anticipation. The moment had finally come.

And as quickly as it came it left. She opened her eyes only to see Kira make his way up the stairs to change. She put on her trademark pouty angry face which always came out looking cute. Then she realized something was in her hand. She opened it revealing a shiny candy wrapper holding only a half piece of candy. She giggled to herself, and ate the remaining piece.

Even though she was disheartened the "kiss" had not led anywhere, she truly was happy. That single act was proof he was getting better, and getting in touch with his feelings. "Soon…." She thought to herself, and then realized she had better go get changed quick or she will be late for class herself. She held onto the wrapper as she ran upstairs into her room, where she would keep it, a reminder of their first good morning kiss.

Thank you for reading this chapter, i hope you enjoyed it. The second chapter will be most satisfying to any Kira and Lacus fans who might be a little tiffed at all the teasing i have going on between them and want something of substance to happen. The second chapter also contains the meat of the story. I sincerely hope you will find the time to place a review or comment as i am seeking to improve my writing style. (yes, i know, i suck at dialogue) If things go well, chapter 2 should be up at the end of the week.