Disclaimer: Maa, I don't own Gundam Seed Destiny, or Arthur Trine, or any of it. But I did write the story, cause poor Arthur is neglected! –Hugs him.- I'll own you…when I get really rich and buy you…XD The rating on this one is purely for safety.

Arthur Trine sighed, stretching out his sore body on his favorite chair. A moment of rest finally! Between doing reports for Gladys and barking out battle commands, there was hardly ever enough time for this. He smiled, taking his cap from his head carefully, looking over its surface with disinterest. Minerva was truly a hard ship to live on, but he was certainly up to it. Sometimes he knew he was a bit silly, but…dedicated! He was certainly dedicated, and he might question orders from time to time, but he was obedient too.

Talia Gladys couldn't ask for a better CO than Arthur Trine, he knew. Continuing to smile, he tossed the hat to his bed, laughing a little when he missed. If she wanted someone with good aim though, she'd have to find somebody else. He wasn't a mobile suit pilot for a reason, after all. Ah, well. He had tons of those black caps in his closet anyway. It'd be fine on floor.

He surveyed his quarters quietly for a moment, relishing one tiny fact utterly. PRIVATE QUARTERS! That detail drove him wild, even though he had gotten rooms to himself for quite a while now. The days at the academy hadn't been fun; Arthur had to room with three other boys that he had absolutely despised. His lips tightened a bit at the memory, but he forced himself to continue smiling. His roommates had looked down on him from the day they had met him. Look where he was now! He giggled in his way, that way which had gotten him into trouble on many an occasion.

Arthur stretched his arm lazily over that of the chair, reaching for a little black device on the very edge of his bed. This was a very big reason that it was great to have private quarters. No roommates to bother you, to tell you what to do, to cater to…. "I love you," he murmured, strained, his fingertips brushing just the edge of the contraption. "Darling, beautiful uniform!" More laughter, and he just barely reached the thing.

The thing was rectangular, with buttons of differing sizes littering every part of its front. Arthur knew it was a little archaic, but he couldn't help it. He had a thing for retro, in some deep part of him. Besides, it was the only way to do it! A remote was a lot more fun than just telling the computer what you wanted…

He picked the remote up, and pointed it at another much more bulky gadget. Tap! He hit a button square dab in its center.

Lacus Clyne flooded the room in all her glory!

Minerva's CO might have squealed in delight. Might have. He loved the new version of Shizuka Na Yoru Ni! The old version had been good too…but the new one…!

Despite his fatigue, Arthur bounced energetically to the music, humming along with his idol. Lacus Clyne was a Goddess, perfectly divine! Her new image was absolutely charming, too. So much cuter than her old, conservative self! He laughed a little, feeling his cheeks slowly start to burn pink.

The song ended, he stretched a little bit, before standing. He didn't have to mess with the "stereo," as it was called. He had his Lacus-sama on repeat! The only thing that could be better than that… Arthur suppressed a squeak, his hands coming together in delight at the idea. A concert. A live, morale-raising concert! She'd dance, and she'd sing, and she'd boun—"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

He put his hands over his mouth, attempting to conceal the sound. Nobody knew that he absolutely adored Lacus Clyne; no one knew that he listened to her whenever he could. As much as he loved her, he was a bit embarrassed to let anybody else know about his infatuation with pop music, especially. He was an important man on the ship, and even though she was well loved, the Captain and most of the ship scoffed at her. It would make him look…

He grabbed the remote and turned the song down a few notches, until he was sure no one outside his quarters would be able to hear. Arthur didn't want to look…fluffy and pink. Biting his lower lip, he began to remember his days at the Academy…

And slapped himself hard. "Trine, there are too many flashbacks on this ship as it is!" He blushed a little, walking over to where his hat lay. His fingers brushed its surface, before he lifted it, placing the thing on his head once again. That black haired pilot did that all the time, and so did the blue-headed war veteran that recently joined the Minerva. Arthur wondered briefly if they realized that everyone else could see their memories when they played them like that. Frankly, he was sick of seeing blonde girls doing angsty things and smacking their prospective boyfriends around.

Tap! He turned off the stereo with the large red button in the top corner of the remote, sighing forlornly. "I'm hungry now, Lacus-sama. But I'll be back soon!" And in a moment, after straightening his uniform a little, Arthur Trine walked out of his quarters, daydreaming about…

----BACK IN THE TRINE ROOM:

THUD!

"HOLY SHIT! VINO I WAS SURE HE WAS GOING TO LOOK IN HERE!"

A mass of tangled limbs, varying between the red of the elite ZAFT soliders and the green-ish of the mechanics, had fallen out of Arthur's closet, just as he walked out. Shinn Asuka was on the bottom of the pile, struggling and growling, muttering curses. While the other two, Youlan Kent, who had spoken, and Vino Dupre were attempting to liberate themselves to no avail.

Finally, Shinn somehow freed himself and stood, dusting off the front of his uniform. "I don't even know why I agreed to come here with you guys. This is really stupid. Okay, so Commander Trine listens to Lacus Clyne. What now?"

Vino grinned a little, propping his chin up on his hands; he was still on the floor for some reason. "Well, now, we can not only take his CD and listen to it…"

Youlan, now standing too, smirked. "We can also play a practical joke on him! What do you think we'd do if we took away his precious?" Vino joined his partner in crime in hysterical laughter.

Shinn, however, stood there, staring at his friends with crimson eyes of astonishment. I didn't know they were idiots when I met them. Really I didn't. Was Rey the only normal guy friend he had? Blinking, the Impulse pilot noticed that the two mechanics had walked over to the stereo and had started examining it.

"Ooh, Trine likes the older players, huh? It's a very nice specimen…but nothing we can't handle! Now, let's see…" Moving a hand through his hair, the darker of the two looked over the machine and its buttons intently.

"Where is the open button?"

Authors Notes: Ah, the first chapter to a comedy! Will Arthur find his beloved CD missing when he returns? Will Vino and Youlan succeed in their evil plot? Will Shinn survive the story without a migraine? Is Rey really his only normal friend? And will there be any more FLASHBACKS? Please, read and review.