Disclaim: I do not own GS/GSD
AN: Hope you enjoy it. AU Paring AxC and others, I will be exploring possibilities of Cagalli and Athurn with OC's and some random GS characters. But I have to put a warning on this, I'm going to have Kira and Flay pairing, Lacus will be in it, and I will introduce KxL along the line (maybe) but I want to explore KxF, but the spotlight is on AxC no questions asked
I actually revised and edited this story. I found so many spelling and gramma mistakes it was embarrassing. So it's the new and improved prologue.
Summary: She was wild and untamed; she would never fit into the world of social elite and debutants. He was the boy who defined safe and stable, a good boy from suburbs, the perfect brother and son. They were nothing alike but shared one thing in common: the need for freedom.
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History
Prologue
By Veil Of Ignorance
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"When people thing the world of you, be careful with them" - Margaret Cho
79 C.E December City
She slowly put the sliver key into the key-hole, carefully turning it as not to make any noise, as she heard the lock click and the door open, the slender women looked down at her watch. Cursing herself for it was 11:23 p.m., she was extremely late, but it couldn't be helped, the stupid shoot had run for longer then expected. Sighing sadly she took her All Stars of as not to wake the other occupant, she shared the apartment with. Entering her home, she closed the door with such prudence and slowly walked into her residence, it was clean and tidy, with a warm feel to it. A small smile touched her lip as she walked up to turn off the only lamp that illuminated the living room. It was then that she noticed the figure lying on the couch. Headphones on, fast asleep, only parts of his handsome face was visible, the strong cheek bones and his firm lips.
Although she did not smile, her eyes were bright and brilliantly shining. Attending to the task at hand, she turned the lamp off, now only the light of the full moor, cast a grey light upon the room.
She walked with such grace and poise towards the man that lay slumbering on the couch; one would thing she was gliding on thin air. Stoping in front of the couch where his head laid asleep, she kneed beside him. She didn't dare touch him, he looked so peaceful and in such solas at that moment, she was overcome with feelings love and adoration for the man in front of her.
As she peered into her lover's face, her mind wondering back to the obstacles that had to overcome in order for them to be happy together. The hardship and pain they both had to endure. She knew though it was worth it. If it meant being with him she would go back and do it a hundred times over.
It was quite funny actually, when she thought about it, she had to stop herself from chucking. If someone had told her this is how her life would have turned out five year back she would have laughed and told them to stop messing around and maybe given them a good punch or two. But now she wouldn't trade it for anything. This was the life she had always wanted, dreamed of, and this beautiful man sleeping in front of her made it all possible.
Looking at the man she held s small smile, he was waiting up for her. Lifting her right hand, she brushed some raven blue bangs that had fallen on to his forehead. Touching his cheek ever so generally so not to wake her lover, she signed in content at the feel of his warm, soft cheek.
She hoped he knew how much she loved him and he wouldn't be to upset that she was late… again. At least she was able to get the day of tomorrow to spend with him. She knew she had to wake him, but she just couldn't bring herself too.
Sighing hopelessly, she removed her hand from his cheek, he flinched at the loss of the warmth and a small moan sound was made. Smiling she loomed over his face, before bring her lips down in his.
If she was going to wake him up, she would do it in a way he would love. She running her tough along his upper lip and nibbling on his lower one. She eyes were wide open waiting his to open his exquisite eyes and look at her. One arm supporting her as she held on the top of the sofa and the other creasing his cheek. He didn't open his eyes, nor did he respond to her nibbling. She sighed heavily as she brushed her lips against his, the slow contact sending shivers down her spin.
He wasn't going to let her of easy this time for being late. Moving away from him, she saw his features almost frown. He was awake; he just wanted her to love him. Smirking at his tactics, she stalled him. Looming above his face, her hair fell around them. She stared down at his handsome face which was ingoted in darkness, before crashing her lips on his. Her hands roaming on his shirtless crest as she lowered herself on to his body. He wasn't responding to her kiss. Pulling away frustrated, she kissed his eye lids, and then started to tease his ear lob with her tough. Still nothing, it was really frustrating her, it was clear as day on her face. He usually couldn't resist her when she played with his ears, giving one last nibble on his ear. She pressed her lips on to his upper ear, as she whispered seducingly into it.
"Im sorry"
There was much more meaning then just 'sorry' behind her words and she knew he would understand. Within seconds he was on top of her, as amber and emblem collide. He had a smirk on his face. It was a triumphant smirk. She did not have time to say let alone think anything else, as there lips attacked one another. There toughed danced as they tasted to sweetness of one another, the hunger and passion erupted, as her hands roamed his hair pulling him closer to her. She wanted more and he was giving her his whole. His right hands running along the smooth of her outer thigh, reaching her bikini line and tracing the silhouette of her panty. His other hand on her back as he lifted her up to him, she was now in an ached position as her hands how wounded his back, their lips never leaving one another.
As suddenly as it has began the two were apart, breathing hard and heavy, their lips only mileometers apart. Slowly the blue haired man rested his love on the sofa. His left hand at the side of her face and his right creasing her abdomen, she draw him in holding him by the shoulders and placed a soft but firm kiss on his neck. She looked at him, focusing on his eyes, but he was starring at something to the left, a frown evident of his enchanted face. He spoke although to her she was still hypnotised by him and it seemed all too surreal.
"You're late, you should have called, you know I would be worried." He sighed hopelessly, she wasn't listening. She was in her own little dream world, he could see it in her eyes, the way they sparkled and shown with love for him. All his anger and worries went out the window when he looked at her mesmerizing eyes. Her name just flowed out of his mouth like water "Cagalli…"
It seemed the women beneath him finally snapped out of her trances, as she brushed rosy red out of embarrassment. "Sorry…" was all she said as she buried her face into the crock of his neck.
"I don't know why you day dream about us when we're together." She slowly moved away to look at the earth shattering smile he was now giving her, she just melted in his arms. There was a moment of silence as the two lovers looked upon each other. "So… How come your late, it's almost midnight?"
She bit her lip as she looked at the clock; it read five minutes to 12. Then directed her gaze back at the man above her. "The shoot ran so late, Jack wanted this spread in by tomorrow, Mika's still there editing, and I know I promised I would be home by nine. But it wasn't like I was out with another man or anything." She smiled one of her brilliant smiles before continuing. "I got the day of tomorrow, so we could do what ever you want, I mean anything." A sly look appearing in her eyes.
"So you just want me to drop everything and spend the whole day with you?" he asked. His eyes holding a look of questioning and disbelief.
"Yup, that's the plan. How about it? You, me and a day off" she gave him her magnificent puppy eyes, that not even her mother could resist (which is to say a lot in itself, considering the relationship between mother and daughter) and a pouted lip. This was something he couldn't oppose and he knew that. That was the look that got him into trouble so many times. A look he loved and hated at the same time.
He smiled but at the same time sighing- defeated, there was really no point arguing with her, when it came to that look, he learnt that a long while back. "Alright you win. But… you said whatever and I'm holding you to that, got it" she nodded her head as he kissed the tip of her nose. "Now who said anything about being with another man?" She gave him a questioning look. Having no idea as to what he was talking about. "Remember you said "it wasn't like I was with another man."?"
"Oh' that. Well I wasn't, you know that." He looked at her doubtfully, although the playfulness was quite clear in his eyes. Then she added with a mysterious grin "…wolfish."
He smirked before replying, "Well there better not be, because you know no ones as good as me, when it comes to pleasing you." It was a cocky remark, but it held the whole truth to it.
She knew it was true, but talk about ego, "your pretty supercilious of yourself, sure you can live up to it?" When she saw the look on his face, she knew she was in for a show.
"Yeah, I can. But the question is can you handle it?" he whispered huskily in her right ear.
"I don't mean to sound bitter, cold or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out" – Bill Hicks
Her mother had always told her that she was to wild. She was untameable and that no man would ever want her because of that. But she always had a good comeback to that, "If no man would want me for who I am, and then I don't want him." Then just to spilt her mother this wild child would add "Who said I wanted a man in the first place, woman are just as good or even better." Then offcourse her mother would throw a fit and say she did not raise her daughter to be a lesbian.
She never did get along with her mother to well, she was always Daddy's little girl no matter what she did or how she behaved. At times she wondered if her mother was jealous of her for taking so much of her already busy father's attention. Even now she believes maybe that's true. But whatever the reason her mother and her never did see eye to eye. Her mother was looking for a perfect little flower. A graceful darling daughter and she was none of these things. She was erratic, a spirit. She was so different from the world she was born into. She was not a social elite and she never wanted to be. All she ever wanted was a simple life; she didn't want to be centre of gossip.
From the day she was born she was into the tabloids. And why shouldn't she be. Her mother was an A list celebrity and her father had maintained the sit of Head Representative of the United Emirates of Orb since two years before she was born. So it was only nature, when the blonde baby girl Cagalli Yula Attha was born, she was front page material. And of cause she had no siblings to share the limelight with, her 'mother' didn't want to ruin her figure anymore then she already had.
She hated the life she was born into. It seemed so fake to her, she had no real friends to call her own, simply for the reason she didn't trust anyone. She wanted to be free, she wanted more from life then, fake smiles and camera flashers everywhere she went. She wanted to hangout with friends like normal kids. Without a bodyguard or the paparazzi monitoring her every move. She longed for a freedom that seems so unobtainable to her.
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"Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire" – Lucille, Arrested Development
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His blue hair generally blow around his face, as the young man in his early teens gazed into the nothingness of an empty white wall. It was his bedroom wall; it held a few random posters and a picture of a cliff over looking the sea. He remember when he took that picture it was on a family holiday to a small beach town along the coast of Orb Island Harraka. He was about fifteen or so and for some reason he had to get his father to pull over the car so he could take this picture. It just seemed like the perfect setting to him. A breathtakingly beautiful darkened sky and the roaring waves of the untamed sea.
Although the young man was a student of Orb National University he still lived at home. He didn't see the point of moving out when the Campus was just a 30 min drive, plus he didn't mind living at home. Free food, no rent and his mum still did his washing, he had no curfew and was free to come and go as he pleased. He also figured he would miss his brothers to much. Kira and Shinn Zala.
Kira was actually two years older then him and recently moved out to live with his girlfriend of now 6 months. Shinn was still in 10th grade and still need the guidance's of a big brother. That's where he came in Athurn Zala. The middle child, the one that broke up the fights between his brothers. His mothers favoured son, according to both younger and older brother. The one who played the part of the perfect son and brother and according to his mother kept the family sane. Calm and Cool Zala they use to call him in school.
But he was none of these things. He didn't want to be at least. He loved his family, but he felt so alone to the point of suffocation. He was sick to playing nice, his life was so unfulfilled, so far he had done nothing meaningful in his life. He had no great friends he could call his own, besides his brothers. He never had a girlfriend; sure he dated, but never a long-term girlfriend. For heavens sake he was almost ninetheen and still a virgin! He wanted adventure; he wanted some spice in his life. He was sick of the safe subdural suburban life. He needed more in his life or he felt he might just burst out of frustration and pure boredom.
So why exactly was Athurn Zala then starring at a blank white wall, just because he had nothing better to do on that Friday night. He was never going to get out of this safe suburban street, out of this middle class neighbour, was he?
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