Author's note: Could it be? Aother update for this week? Yes, it is! Okay, but you must understand that there will be no update until next tuseday. Why? I failed terribly on my math test and so ya.. if I keep it up I'll fail grade 10 soI should be studying, but between you and me... I'll go on at like three in the morning just so I can type out another chapter and secretly update it. Muha. So we're getting deeper into the story line, fun stuff. I've decided that from time to time I will follow the Gundam Seed plot line, but it will mostly follow a plot line that I, myself, have thought up. You may notice some similarities so if you do, point them out. 'Till next time...

Yzak, along with three other member of the PLANTs, stood on top of a small hill just outside of a house that could be compared to a mansion. With their night vision goggles on, the group of four started to descend from their spot and head over to the massive building.

The night air was warm for this time of year and they welcomed it with open arms. It would be easier to escape after fulfilling their mission and their bodies wouldn't be so worn if the weather was cold and the complete opposite of what it was right now.

As his blue hair, almost invisible in the surrounding darkness, brushed over his face, Athrun looked at the house with wonder evident in his eyes. That place looked so familiar to him, yet he couldn't place his finger on why exactly it was that he recognized this place. Could it be some distant childhood memory?

But that was nothing but nonsense. He had never visited this place before and he sure as hell would've know if he was in the presence of the enemy. Yet as his eyes scanned over the building and to the garden that seemed to glow in the back, Athrun was in no doubt for sure that he had visited this place before.

Withdrawing from his thoughts, Athrun was bombarded with a blaring flash in his mind of Kira, small and childish. Not wanting to know why that happened, Athrun followed Yzak and the others, determined to be rid of this 'pest' of which Yzak held such hatred for.

He had no idea who really resided there. He couldn't remember a thing and as he neared the mansion like building, Athrun got the feeling that this wasn't such a good idea after all.

Sleeping soundly for once in over six years, Kira lay upon his bed, his shallow breathing the only thing you could make out in the room. Suddenly his eyebrows furrowed and he scrunched his face up. A terrified, yet angered expression formed and he began to thrash about on his bed.

It was another one of those damn dreams.

Athrun?

His blue haired friend had his back to him, ignoring Kira's protests for him not to do that. The air around them wasn't warm like it usually was, instead it was frigid and white clouds of breath could be seen from Kira's view as Athrun's ragged breathing started to scare him.

"Athrun, what's wrong?"

Turning around violently, Athrun faced his friend.

There was blood smeared on his chest. His clothing was torn and seemed out of place. His usual slick blue hair was nothing more than a mess and stained with the same crimson substance that was on his chest. His eyes held such anger and it was directed towards Kira.

"Why Kira? Why did you have to kill me?"

"K-k-kill you?"

There had been a hand covering his heart and Athrun removed it to show his former friend a nasty looking bullet wound, which was, of course, directly above his heart where it had entered the vital organ and stopped it's beating.

"This is all your fault!"

Athrun lunged forward and landed roughly on Kira. The brown haired boy tried to push him off and was met with blood dripping on his face. Kira raised a shaky hand and placed it on Athrun's chest, only to find no heartbeat at all.

"Why did you kill me?"

Kira sprung upright as the words echoed inside of his head before he shook it as hard as he could to make those words stop repeating themselves. When he finally found some peace, Kira stood up just as a light tapping noise came from his window.

Instinctively, Kira went for his gun and leaned on the wall beside the window as soon as he retrieved it. What was only a suspicion escalated into complete knowing as a crow bar sprouted from the soft wood surrounding the lock he had on the window.

The brown haired mobster darted as quickly and as quietly as he could to the other side of the room and crouched behind his bed. It didn't take long for the window to be pried open and soon four sets of feet could be seen from Kira's position.

"Where is he?" One of them said in a harsh voice.

"Eh, beats me," one of the other people spoke, but with a joking tone.

"We should try to keep it quiet and if he's not here, come back in a couple of hours," the next voice, calmer and sounding a lot more quiet than the others, caused some arguing between him and the loud one before a new voice broke in, one that Kira recognized within seconds.

"Enough of that, Yzak. We need to finish the job and get out of here."

Kira watched as the four intruders, one of who was his former friend, scout out his room. They checked the closet, the clothes drawer, and in every dark corner, except for under his bed.

Athrun pointed his gun straight and looked for any clues as to where their victim would be hiding. As he neared a wall filled with photographs, he slowly lowered his gun and gaped at them. It was then that Athrun found out who it was that they were trying to kill.

But it couldn't be!

Just as quickly as the bad situation that he was in crashed itself upon his shoulders, Athrun heard a quiet whisper come from behind the bed in front of him.

Kira...

Kira watched as a pair of feet came closer and closer and prepared to lodge a bullet into who's ever head it was. His thoughts remained solely on one person and he decided not to shoot, but to wait and see who it was, then meet his fate... what ever that was.

Athrun...

The blue haired member of the PLANTs prepared to face his friend when he saw a form already rising. Athrun looked on as Kira slowly stood up, with Yzak's gun jammed roughly into his back. He wanted to help his friend but then so much commotion would be caused because of it.

"Gotcha! So which do you prefer, a bullet to the back or a bullet to the heart?"

Kira refused to answer and looked at Athrun, studying his face, just like he used to when they were younger. That caused his friend to be washed over with massive waves of guilt as Yzak's finger slowly rested itself on the trigger of his gun and slowly applied pressure to it.

"Kira!"

Without thinking, Athrun tackled Yzak from the side and watched as a bullet landed into the wall and not the flesh of Kira's back. He was then met with a furious Yzak and was about to be hit in the face with a balled up fist had Kira not grabbed his arm and thrown it to the side.

Kira offered Athrun his hand and even though he was weary to accept an Orb member's help, he did it anyways and was standing before Dearka or Nicol could see what happened or act upon what they saw.

Just as Yzak stood a door being slammed open filled the silent void that had grew tremendously. Everyone froze as both Cagalli and her father's voice came from down the hallway. Yzak looked towards Dearka and nodded. The blond with the wacky hair got the hint and went after the two other people with his gun drawn and ready to shoot at any given time.

Kira turned to run but Yzak's gun was pointed directly into his face. He had no other choice but to allow it as the person standing before him grabbed his own weapon from his hands and chucked it across the room.

"Die already!"

With super fast reflexes, Kira knocked Yzak's gun out of his hands and dashed into the hallway, determined to stop the PLANTs member from hurting any of his family members. He was in luck that he hadn't come upon Cagalli or his father and waited for the other guy's back to be facing him.

That could come at no better time than now. Kira lunged at Dearka and threw his gun away. He was met with a fist to the face but ignored it. They rolled back and forth on the floor until Kira smashed Dearka into a table with a burning candle on it.

The impact knocked the candle off and it already started to burn the dry rug on the floor as Kira pushed Dearka away and watched as the PLANTs member ran back to his room.

Athrun blocked the door and prevented Yzak from going after Kira. It was a hard thing to accomplish but he couldn't allow it to happen and right now it didn't matter what his father thought, after all the only reason why Kira was considered an enemy was because of his father.

"Get out of my way!"

"No."

Nicol looked at Athrun as he stood his ground, "Athrun.."

"I-I can't."

"Move!"

Yzak pried Athrun's fingers off of the door frame and stepped out into the hallway. A fallen Dearka only a foot from the door was what greeted him. The scarred member of the PLANTs rushed to his friend's aid just as a flaming roof beam collapsed behind him.

The room wasn't blocked off but nobody came out from inside. Yzak decided to hurry up and get out, dragging Dearka behind him. He checked to see where Kira was and saw that another roof beam had collapsed and thought that it landed on him.

Kira tried to get past the flaming mess, but it was impossible. As another piece of the house came crashing down, Kira had no choice but to retreat and hope that Cagalli and his father made it out alive and all in one piece.

Part of the wall crumbled beside Kira and he jumped through just as the house started to fall into a heap of cement and burnt wood. Voices could be heard from his left and Kira watched Athrun leave with the other three members of the PLANTs. Cagalli's unmistakable shouting came from the back of the house and Kira was so relieved that he fell down in the dew covered grass.

Up on the hill where they had been standing before the whole mess happened, Athrun watched as the last of the house burnt down and never saw Kira escape. He felt all the sorrow in the world hit him in the chest as he wished that Kira had never died.

Although Kira hadn't died and was now reuniting with his family, the three people standing near Athrun thought so and began to walk away. The blue haired mobster stood silently for a few moments watching the house and then turned his back as the sakura trees of which he and Kira had once issued their last good-byes began to burn and lit up the sky with a beautiful pink glow.