Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed

A/n: Nothing new.

Summary: Meyrin thought she was the happiest girl in the world. She had the perfect boyfriend, Athrun Zala. But one day her gal pal pushes her into digging up his history, or in other words, finds out more about his ex. Athrun has always told her she'd never want to know about his past. And he'd be right.

Raison D'etre

2

>On Exes

When Meyrin came to Athrun's house, he was lying on his stomach on his lumpy bed. Groaning from another grueling coaching day.

"Hey, Athrun."

Athrun lifted his head and smiled at her. "Hey, Mey."

Meyrin was uncomfortable with him right now, who wouldn't after the photos, poems, password, and most especially the gallery.

She felt somewhat…betrayed.

"Want me to make dinner?" Athrun asked as he got up the bed.

Meyrin shook her head fiercely. "Don't you're still very tired."

"Don't worry about it, Meyirn." Athrun responded before giving her a quick kiss. He strolled over to his kitchen. Every room in Athrun's house was in reach due to the fact that it had only one floor.

Meyrin sighed and followed him and sat on a chair in the kitchen table.

"So what'll be, Meyrin?" Athrun asked considerately as he took out some cooking oil and spices from the cupboards.

Meyrin thought. "Err…How's about the meal you prepared for lunch last Friday?"

Athrun beamed. "Okay! One Cagalli Chicken Fillet, coming right up."

She swore she nearly died from what he just said.

"What?"

Athrun raised an amused eyebrow. "What I thought that's what you wanted?"

"...I never knew that dish was called…that." Meyrin choked out her words.

Athrun shrugged, as it were nothing. "That's just what I call it. It's my favorite recipe."

He whistled and started in making the dinner leaving Meyrin to her thoughts.

She kept silent before and after the meal.

"Remember the plan, Meyrin." Fllay reminded her.

Meyrin nodded slightly, unsure if Fllay caught it. They were at Fllay's luxurious condo.

On Fllay's bed laid Stellar Designer clothes, the most expensive brand of clothes there was and being able to earn a lot of money, Fllay could easily buy them and it was quite unusual for the said redhead to allow Meyrin to borrow one her fabulously expensive clothing.

Meyrin looked into the full-length mirror and surveyed her reflection. This time she let her hair down. She wore a simple peach dress with a white collar and small ruffles on the edge of the skirt part.

"You look quite elegant in that." Fllay complimented, as she lit a cigarette.

Meyrin looked at her and bowed her head. "Thanks for letting me borrow your clothes, Fllay. Everything in my closet is so…well umm highschool girlish."

That was all true. Meyrin decided not to tell Fllay about the 'Cagalli Chicken Fillet' thing.

A puff of smoke came out of Fllay's lips and Meyrin wrinkled her nose at the secondhand smoke.

"You better tell me everything that happens." Fllay declared, as she ran her hand thru her crimson hair.

Meyrin sighed. "I will."

"Good. Well, gotta go. I have to go check out the editing of my show. Come on, I'll drop you off to the bar on my way."

"Sure." Meyrin said. "But drop me off a block away."

"Luna!" Cagalli called and waved at Meyrin whilst sitting down on a secluded table.

Meyrin approached and sat down across her.

"I've been looking forward to this all day." Cagalli said, before taking out her compact and checking on her make-up.

Meyrin just smiled. "Me too."

"I hope I didn't take you away from anything important." Cagalli remarked noticing the not too enthusiastic face of 'Luna'.

Meyrin shook her head. "Not at all. I have a lot of free time."

Meyrin's eyes took a quick scan of Cagalli. She was wearing hot black leather pants and, a white-laced top and a pair of opened-toed heels.

Insecurity hit Meyrin, next to Cagalli…Meyrin felt conservative and boring.

"They serve the best pineapple mango smoothies here. I've already ordered for us." Cagalli told her after placing her compact back in her purse.

"Mmm.I look forward to it."

"I also ordered some black forest cake if that's okay with you. I mean you're not lactose intolerant right?"

"Nope." Meyrin said feeling like a child.

"So…Cagalli. Umm…how was your day?" She asked the blonde.

Cagalli smiled. "Same old, same old. I had to be there for the photo shooting of some models for a cover of a magazine."

"You must be really busy."

"Yes. But my job doesn't really occupy my time."

A waitress came and placed their smoothies and cake on the table. Meyrin and Cagalli thanked her.

"What about you, Luna? How was today for you?"

Meyrin chuckled. "Nothing much. You could say boring."

Cagalli took a taste of her cake while Meyrin watched her like a specimen.

"So, Cagalli…" Meyrin decided to start. Her legs felt weak.

"Yes?"

"Do you have a boyfr--?"

"Cagalli!" A pitchy voice piped in before Meyrin finished her question for Cagalli to touch. Both Meyrin and Cagalli looked at the direction of the voice.

Meyrin's jaw dropped.

It was a pink-haired girl with wide eyes, a star clip between her bangs who was wearing a lavender sequined tube dressed that was low on her cleavage and almost above her hips.

Meyrin recognized her all too well, as the supermodel, Meer Campbell!

Anyway, The pink-haired girl stood by their table with a haughty smirk on her pout lips.

"Meer." Cagalli hissed that name like poison.

"What a coincidence to see you." Meer spoke in a voice that seemed to belittle Cagalli.

Her blue eyes then daggered at Meyrin, which almost scared the girl to death.

"Decided to take interest in the same sex, I see." Meer mocked.

"If that's how you see two friends hanging out then I propose you have your eyes examined, Meer." Cagalli retaliated.

Meer chinned up with a "Humph!" With a hand on her waist she uttered. "I'll go now."

"Whatever." Cagalli scoffed.

"Ta-ta, biatches." Meer said before sashaying away from them. Meyrin blinked at what happened. Cagalli looked at Meyrin with her lips in a straight line.

"That's Meer Campbell. A model in my agency, as you've seen, we don't see eye to eye."

Meyrin let out a nervous chuckle.

"Eh-heh…I see. So why do you two hate each other exactly?"

Cagalli sipped her smoothie through her bendy straw and let out a sigh. "I have bad history with her…"

Meyrin blinked yet again. "History?"

"Well…" Cagalli's face etched hesitance to tell her. "I don't know if I should tell you."

Meyrin smiled cheerily. "Don't worry, you can tell me anything at all." Cagalli's lips twitched and turned to a smile.

"Well…okay, I'll tell you. But promise you won't tell."

"Cross my heart." Meyrin said, as she traced a cross on her chest.

"Well, Meer is one of the most vindictive clients I have to handle." Cagalli said taking a bite off her cake. "She is such a bitch. I don't think we should further discuss that."

"Well what else is it about her?" Meyrin inquired naively.

The face of Cagalli fell and her eyes looked down sadly on her hand that clutched her fork loosely.

"Well, she…"

"It's ok. You don't have to tell me if you don't feel like it--."

"No, I will." Cagalli said firmly.

"She well…is the very reason I broke up with my boyfriend four months ago."

Something clenched Meyrin's heart for a squeezing hold of ten seconds.

"Oh, I see… What exactly happened? If you don't mind me asking." Meyrin asked that took a lot of guts to do. She wasn't really a person, who'd dig in, in personal affairs of others but she was after all in a mission.

"You see…my boyfriend had to go to Rousseau city for one and a half week. He was staying in this hotel, the same one some models were staying in, one of them including Meer Campbell. Then two days later, Meer sent me a video of her…fucking in a hotel room with my boyfriend. I was devastated of course…"

Athrun cheated? Meyrin found it hard to believe.

"So you two broke up?"

Cagalli nodded. "I was so hurt. But I didn't tell him the reason why I was dumping him because he should already know very well why."

"I see…" Meyrin choked.

"But two weeks after that, I missed him like hell; I called him on the phone. But it was his answering machine that picked up. I was pathetic I admit. I cried and bawled how I was sorry and how I needed him back on my message, but he never replied."

"He never answered back?"

"Well… I suppose he was already with Meer and moved on faster than I did…Oh, crap! What am I doing? We're supposed to be having fun not telling sob stories."

Cagalli tried had to chuckle. "What about you, Luna? Anything to talk about?"

"Err…nothing." Meyrin said with sweat damping down the back of her neck.

"Oh don't lie."

"Really nothing…so Cagalli. I hope it's ok with you if I ask…"

"Yes?" Cagalli waited.

"Who's your ex-boyfriend?" After spitting that out, Meyrin immediately regretted that because she didn't want to hear the answer.

Cagalli exhaled melancholically. "His name's…Athrun Zala."

Meyrin gasped. Cagalli's eyes widened. "Why? Do you know him?"

The redhead gulped. She had to come up with something fast.

"I…err well I'm the one who cleans his house!"

Cagalli was a little taken back. "You clean his house?"

Technically that was true for Meyrin to admit. "Yes. Odd jobs remember?"

"Oh right. I forgot." Meyrin watched the blonde sigh sadly.

"Tell me, Meyrin. How's he doing?"

Meyrin shrugged. "I err don't really see him that much. He's a soccer coach."

Cagalli smiled. "Yeah. He really loves soccer, doesn't he? So do I."

"You like soccer?"

"Soccer was my life. In fact I met Athrun back in college. Soccer was what intrigued us to each other. I was a soccer player and I'd always see him sitting in the bleachers watching how I play." Meyrin watched Cagalli stifle a heartfelt giggle.

"He was such a sweet person. After college, we traveled around the world."

Meyrin frowned for two seconds. That was damn right. "Where'd you get the money?"

"I spent one-fourth of my life savings. It was kind of foolish but it was worth it. After all money is for spending, isn't it?"

"What else did you guys do?"

"Well…couple stuff. I remember I used to call him Teddy bear and he'd call me Princess."

"……….." Jealousy and disbelief overcame Meyrin.

Meyrin listened at how Cagalli dreamily talked about everything about Athrun. Meyrin would tear her eyes off but had to stay in control. Cagalli and Athrun had a history that Meyrin was happily oblivious of two days ago. And Cagalli was telling things about Athrun she never knew before. Plus, she needed answers.

Finally after their plates were clean and their glasses empty, Cagalli smiled over at Meyrin and said.

"It was really fun talking to you. I mean I never talk about my ex to anyone. It feels so easy to tell you anything."

Meyrin nodded. "I had fun, too. But…umm…don't get upset but you seem a little obsess about your ex."

Cagalli blushed. "Well yeah…it's because I still might lo"—

"Why don't you date? There are a lot of interesting guys out there for you!" Meyrin cut her off before Cagalli could say the /l/ word. Cagalli half smiled and sighed.

"Who knows?" Meyrin continued.

"You could end up with another man who'll be better than Athrun will ever be."

Cagalli thought about what Meyrin said for a split second.

"Yeah, you're right. I could find someone else…"

"That's the spirit!" Meyrin cheered.

"…Or I could end up with Athrun. Wouldn't that be funny?" Cagalli chuckled.

Meyrin swallowed hard. "Err…yeah that is possible…"

"Maybe me and Athrun are just a couple of boomerangs."

Meyrin lifted an eyebrow. "Boomerangs?"

Cagalli happily nodded with enthusiasm. "You know. Someone you let go into the world and then"—

"—He comes back to you." Meyrin finished.

"That's right. In fact Athrun and I bought two boomerangs from our Australian trip. And we promised that no matter what happens, we'd always be together in the end."

Meyrin was speechless as she stared at her empty plate.

"I still have mine. Framed in my bedroom, hoping for that day we'd be together."

"I…see…" Meyrin replied softly.

"But then again, he probably forgot about it a long time ago. So call me a hopeless romantic."

"Hopeless romantic." Meyrin whispered to herself.

"What, Luna?"

"Nothing."

Meyrin felt her relationship threatened. The more Cagalli believed she'd get Athrun, made Meyrin believe in it, too.

"…And that's basically what happened." Meyrin told Fllay. They were sitting on Fllay's leopard coach, sipping coffee and Meyrin telling what had happened.

"It's worse than we thought, Meyrin." Fllay spoke.

"I don't know what to do anymore, Fllay." Meyrin sniffled, tears forming in her eyes.

Fllay reached over to her and patted her back.

"Meyrin, don't give up hope."

"But Fllay"—

"Let's use the information we gathered." Fllay smirked.

Meyrin could only blink in wonder. Fllay rolled her eyes in disbelief that Meyrin didn't understand what she just said.

"Let's use something you just found out."

"Which is?"

"Meer Campbell."

Meyrin came to Athrun's house at 6 o clock on the dot. A sigh escaped from her lips before she rang the doorbell. Her bangs on her face shading her eyes from sight.

The door was answered promptly.

"Meyrin!" Athrun said happily before giving her a squeezed hug and a peck on the lips.

A feigned smile played on Meyrin's face. "Athrun."

"How was your day with Fllay?" He asked, shutting the door after her.

"It was okay." Meyrin told him in a low and sad voice that wasn't missed by Athrun.

"Meyrin, are you okay?" Athrun asked concernedly, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his lips on her forehead. Meyrin smiled. She had to admit he made her feel better. "Yeah, I am."

They said nothing, as they stayed in the embrace.

"I'm glad you're fine…" Athrun whispered.

Meyrin was about to reply when she saw something on the wall. Something she never noticed until now.

It was something framed. A boomerang.

A/n: Yawn. So sleepy. Don't worry your heads; Student Affair chapter 43 is almost done.