Chapter19 – Entanglements
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I just returned from my camp and I updated only today. Sorry for the long wait! ENJOY!
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Athrun watched her sleep. Her face was drawn into a peaceful slumber. Somehow, she seemed more child-like in sleep. He watched as the light breeze grazed over her face and made her hair flap slightly. He watched the steady rise and fall of her chest. He watched her mumble incoherent things as she turned over to find a more comfortable position. He sighed and closed the door after himself as he walked out. He does not know what to do; to win her back. Athrun clenched his fist in frustration. He needed her. Darn it! He needed to win back her trust and maybe even more…
Miriallia almost smiled when Dearka tried impressing her by making breakfast. Almost smiled. She watched in silence as the blonde fumbled with the stove as if it were the most complex machinery there is. She found her self muffling the sounds that threatened to surface as she watched him giving up with a comical expression on his face. God! What is happening to her? Her blue-green eyes followed him as he walked to the refrigerator and took out ten eggs. She watched closely as he cracked one of the eggs open and carefully let the insides spill into the bowl. Everything went smoothly. Until he slipped on a forgotten piece of eggshell and brought the whole bowl of eggs toppling on his head. Miriallia could not suppress the giggles that erupted out of her mouth. Giggles turned to snorts which turned into bouts of laughter. Happy laughter. She laughed till her eyes tear and her stomach ached. It has been a long time since she laughed with such openness. It was not forced. It was carefree. What she was not able to see was the small smile etched on the egg-covered blonde's face.
Yzak sat on the window sill of his room watching the clouds move by. He remembered that his mother used to watch clouds with him when he was younger. He would sit on her lap and stare at the clouds in wonderment. They would debate what shape each cloud took. Whoever who won, get an ice-cream. Of course, it was always he who won. But his mother would still have that smile on her face. The youthful innocence. It was lost when she died along with his father in a car crash that only he had survived. His world and innocence had died along with them. Everything he loved was gone. Yzak closed his eyes in remembrance of his mother. He had a goal. Another source of light in his world of darkness. A certain someone whom he had the determination to protect. But she disappeared twelve years ago. He was determined to find her and protect her. He would make sure of that. He would never watch his light fade away anymore.
Cagalli awoke. She stretched like a cat before jumping up and getting dressed. She was so tired yesterday. She ran down the stair two by two. She shouted her greeting to Miriallia who was wiping away traces of what seems like tears off her face. Cagalli ignored the fact. She had much more important things to do. She walked around the market casually. She stopped in front of a fruit stall and asked for a dozen peaches and plums to be delivered to the mansion. She was looking at the fish when something caught her eye. It was a woman. A beautiful woman. She was slim and had a soft pastel colored shirt on. Her hair was hidden by a baseball cap. Cagalli could see the grace in the woman's movements. She could also see the muscles of a well-trained soldier or warrior. A friend or foe? Cagalli decided to keep the thought to herself as she hurried back to the mansion.
Cagalli was careful as she cut away the flesh of the fish. Poison making was never her forte. She chopped off the puffer fish's head and fins before making a slit around the abdominal area. She sliced the fish open and had the organs taken out. Cagalli stopped halfway and stared. How do you make the poison again? Oh yes. You don't make it. You cook it. Cagalli slipped the flesh into a zip lock and threw it into the refrigerator. She took out the peach and plum pits she had the rest take out while she was cutting up the fish. She took out a stone pestle and started to grind the pits into fine powder. When she finished, she had about 35 grams of fine powder. She stared at the powder. It isn't going to take down that much people. Cagalli decided as she stashed the packet away.
Ah-ha! Cagalli thought in triumph as shesept the dust off an oldbook.This book contains the recipe for making one of the most lethal poisons used in war. That's right. It's cyanide gas. It kills more efficiently than the powder she made just now. Cagalli's brow was furrowed with concentration as she lowered the concentrated acid into the container filled with metal cyanide salt. She immediately sealed the container shut and waited for a while for the process to take place. After a good ten minutes, Cagalli attached a small fragile "bomb" to the tip of the container. She turned the knob at the side of the container and had the gas fill the "bomb". Cagalli had taken precautions and had a mask on to prevent herself from breathing in the poison if any leaked out. She also made the poison in an airtight room. Cagalli stared at the "bomb". She prayed hard and hoped that she will defeat Marionette.
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I need to know who Yzak should be thinking of. Shiho or Fllay? (Personally I like Shiho…) Give me Shiho's profile too! Unfortunately, Singapore has yet to show me what she looks like … TT