Chapter 16 – Identification
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A/N: Sorry for the late update! Please leave a review! IT IS MUCH APPRECIATED! I'm already quite pissed that no one reviewed my other fic's chapter 2… I apologize for my sudden ranting. Please read on.
WARNING: The contents of this chapter might make some of you angered. If you are a Catholic, PLEASE don't kill me!
Miriallia shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was thinking of a way to tell Cagalli of the recent development in Purple Blossoms. She chewed on her lower lip nervously. Cagalli sat on her favourite couch clutching to her mug of tea. She eyed her companion sitting across her.
"Just tell me Mir." Cagalli said bluntly taking a sip from her hot tea. Miriallia snapped out of her inner battle and swallowed dryly.
"You do know I'm your enemy right?" Miriallia asked.
"Before you caught me, I overheard Master Y and another person discussing something in the room." Miriallia continued having seen Cagalli nod her head.
"Let me guess they were discussing about me?" Cagalli asked stirring her tea.
"Yes… and it isn't pretty…" Miriallia added darkly. Cagalli quirked an eyebrow. Urging Miriallia to continue.
"Master Y's accomplice, a woman, said that she tipped a girl off to tell Athrun and she wanted to turn me against you… to break your spirit then kill you…" Miriallia continued.
"Who is she?" Cagalli asked. Her brow furrowing slightly.
"I think its Lady Marionette or something…" Miriallia replied.
Cagalli's face paled slightly upon hearing the name. Miriallia looked at Cagalli curiously sensing her discomfort for this new development.
"Mir, you remember the day Maria and Fae died?" Cagalli asked quietly. Miriallia nodded sadly remembering their deaths.
"I found out later on that one clan tipped off Tom Raphael and to add salt to our dignity, Miyu, our own friend, is a traitor. Greed has blinded her and she joined that clan. Spilling our secrets and missions. That clan is the Sombra Títere Clan. This clan is known for its profession in toxins and the use of puppets as a 'premonition call'." Cagalli revealed. Cagalli waited for the information to sink in. Seeing Miriallia pale and her bottom lip tremble slightly, Cagalli continued.
"Being the hot-head that I was, I went on a one-person search party to hunt her down. I found their lair without any sweat. Can you believe that they have an online puppet-making website? Anyway, I was extremely pissed off with her clan so I planted bombs all around their lair and blew it off the face of the planet. To cover up, I sprayed a message: 'Catholics must die!' to let them think it was a terrorist attack." Cagalli explained trying lighten the atmosphere. Miriallia could not help but smile slightly at Cagalli's choice of words.
"I now believe that this Lady Marionette is Miyu and she is extracting revenge on me." Cagalli said gravely. The blonde breathed deeply before lifting her head. Miriallia saw the renewed determination in those amber eyes. Though one-thing still bothers her…
"Yakashi used to be a player in his younger days." Cagalli said suddenly making Miriallia jump slightly. She quirked an eye brow that this topic.
"The result of his ways was Miyu." Cagalli continued. Miriallia felt her jaw drop.
"B… but… Miyu and Yakashi look nothing alike… not that it's bad or anything. But them as father and daughter? It's so… so…" Miriallia stammered.
"Gross! I know. That's what I felt when I found out." Cagalli replied. Her face contorted in disgust. Miriallia felt giddy at the news Cagalli just dished out on her.
Athrun sat around the table looking at Yzak and Dearka squabbling over insignificant things. He remembered him and Cagalli doing the same thing. Squabbling over who should be using the bathroom or cooking the dishes. Athrun Zala! What part of break-up do you not understand? Athrun chided himself inwardly. He eyed the mug of tea sitting quietly on the table. An image of Cagalli listening to music while enjoying a book with a mug of hot tea entered his mind. I need something to distract myself. Athrun thought desperately. He reached over to the radio and switched it on.
"Next up, Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata." A cool voice said. With that, a sad melody filled the whole room…
Crap… Athrun messaged his temple. He caught the looks Yzak and Dearka were giving him. He knew what they wanted to know.
Flashback
Athrun was walking down the office corridors when he saw a flash of pink hair. NO! NOT HER! Athrun screamed inwardly. He dodged into the storage room quickly. It was her! The evil thing that locked itself to his arm every time it sees him! His poor arm would feel numb for hours! NO! I have to call in sick today then! Besides it's time I got a day off! Athrun thought hopefully. He typed a message to the high council then positioned his finger directly above send button. Who was he kidding? He gets glared at for going to the toilet for five minutes. No way was he going to get a day off. Athrun sighed dejectedly. His finger was forced to head for the delete button instead.
Checking for what seems like the hundredth time, Athrun cautiously approached the evil looking door. He raised his shaking hand and reached for the handle. When…
"Athrun! My darling! There you are! I've been looking for you every where!" a high-pitched "sweet" voice (as Athrun presumes she wants to make it seem like) said. The voice made his goose bumps rise.
"Er… Hello, Mia." Athrun replied. I swear she has a homing device on me!
"Tell me Athrun do I look different today?" Mia asked getting into a pose for effect.
"Erm…New shoes?" Athrun replied hesitantly.
"No! It's the hair style! Anyway, I heard you have a rather secretive friend right? I think you should keep an eye on her. I think she might be a spy from the Atlantic Federation. Oh! Look at the time! I must not be late for my facial appointment! Bye, Athrun-pie!" Mia said before leaving Athrun rather puzzled about her advice.
End of Flashback
A/N: Now the identification and certain reasons are out, what's next?