Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed.

A/n: Umm…all I can say is…sorry it took so long.

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

5

>That's Fllay, Live!

Meyrin came to Athrun's house to maybe try to talk to him. She sighed, as she once more tortured herself to recall what had just happened.

"This is exactly why…you shouldn't leave things in a complete mess and then starting over a new life…because you'll only end up hurt when you discover something about the past you never properly arranged."

Cagalli's words had a strange strangling feeling in her heart, but decided to push that aside. Meyrin pressed her index finger against the doorbell and waited for Athrun to answer.

There was no reply. She bent over to a pot of hydrangeas, moved it and took the key from under it and unlocked the door herself.

"Athrun?" She called out weakly. There was no reply and Meyrin suddenly noticed how lonely this place looked. She walked more, trailing footsteps. "Athrun?"

She stopped at the doorway of his bedroom. She popped a head inside and took a peek at what the Zala boy was doing. He was curled up in his bed like a sleeping cat.

Meyrin walked over and sat by his sleeping state.

Her heart stopped at what she saw up close. Athrun was clutching the Haumea stone to his chest and…a picture of Cagalli beside it.

Her heart clenched. Tears glided down her face.

After everything she did…she had only hurt herself.

Covering her mouth to restrain a cry that would wake him up, Meyrin stood and exited herself out. This whole night was turning into a nightmare.

She forgot about how she had dragged herself back home as the morning sun greeted her. Forcing herself to get up, she threw off the covers that had kept her warm that night. Meyrin massaged her temples. What a headache…

RING! RING! RING!

"Hello?" She said after swiping off her cordless phone from the nightstand and pressing it to her. It was the enthusiastic voice of Fllay Allster.

"Mey-Mey!" Meyrin's friend practically screamed from the other line. Meyrin groaned.

"Morning, Fllay."

"That's me all right! Morning Fllay!"

Why does that sound familiar?
Fllay spoke on. "Say Meyrin, are you busy today?" Meyrin glanced at her mini calendar on the nightstand.

"I'll be babysitting the Elsman twins but other than that, I'm free." She replied to Fllay. Happiness could be felt by Fllay's next few words.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"Err…why is that?" Meyrin dared ask, she didn't really like that over exaggerated squeal of joy Fllay made just now. Fllay cleared her throat.

"Meyrin. The producers have allowed me to do a live show today. It's my first and well you see I'm a little nervous."

Meyrin blinked her sleepy eyes. "Gee, Fllay. You didn't sound nervous a few moments ago."

"Let me finish! I'm a nervous wreck, I mean come on, it's live and I need someone to support me."

"And that would be me?"

"Of course, silly! I also have a little surprise for your birthday today."

Meyrin's eyes widened and immediately glued directly back to her mini calendar and indeed saw she had missed the words under July 12, "My Birthday".

Damn, she had completely forgotten her own birthday, good thing Fllay called.

"I forgot it was my birthday." She admitted to the phone.

Fllay giggled. "So can I expect you at the studio? It'll really mean a lot to me."

Meyrin thought. "Well, I guess I could come…when do you want me?"

"Ten-ish. I really need you to come, Mey." Fllay begged. Meyrin ran a hair through her red hair. "Okay, I'll come. It just better be worth it."

"Oh, but it is. It really is." There was something about that tone of voice Fllay used that pulsated Meyrin's stomach.

The studio was huge and Meyrin almost had a hard time finding Fllay's dressing room if not for the help of security. All the walls were creamy yellow and floor was smooth and slippery. It was also very shiny and reflective and any pervert would love it here to check out the reflections of underwears from skirt-wearing females.

Good thing Meyrin wore red shorts, she also had a white top with a pink and yellow jacket and a white hat where she let her pink tinted shades rest. Her hair in bouncing pigtails.

She knocked on Fllay's dressing room door that had a shiny star drilled to it.

It was answered by the make-up artist who had a make-up brush in one hand who eyed Meyrin with distaste.

"Whaddya need?"

Meyrin blushed. "Well…you see…I…"

"Sophie, what are you doing?" Fllay came to the doorway in a an apple green tube top and white culottes with high cut shoes and pulled Meyrin in, Meyrin, of course, had no choice to be dragged in.

Fllay glared at her make-up artist. "You can damnly take your leave now." She hissed.

Sophie rolled her eyes. "Whatever!"

She exited with a slam of the door and a soft utter of "Bitch".

"So," Fllay eyed Meyrin with glee "I'm glad you came and you'll like my surprise."

Meyrin smiled. "Is that a fact? Well, now what am I suppose to do?"

Fllay giggled, and it sounded forced out, she playfully slapped Meyrin's shoulder.

"First we put you in our surprise." She flipped her commercial hair.

Meyrin blinked. "Okay."

Fllay went to her dresser and came to Meyrin again but with a yellow tie on her hands.

"Tie this around your eyes." She instructed.

Something doubted in Meyrin's mind. "Well…okay but just loosely okay?"

"As long as you won't be able to see."

Meyrin took it from Fllay and tied it around her eyes with a very loose knot. Now all she could do was depend on Fllay for her temporary blindness.

"How many fingers am I holding out?"

"Four?" Meyrin tried to guess.

"Actually it was a fuck off but that doesn't matter." Meyrin jolted in surprise as two hands grasped on her shoulders very suddenly.

"Relax, it's still me, Mey. Now let's start walking and I'll guide you."

"Are we there yet, Fllay?" Meyrin asked, completely helpless. Her arms frantically moving, in fear of bumping into something, Fllay replied, "Relax, We're almost there. Trust me."

Finally, Meyrin was lightly pushed sown to a seat.

"Is my surprise ready, Fllay?"

"Oh, yes it is…" Fllay uttered in a dark voice. She untied the necktie from her eyes and Meyrin's eyes practically popped out from their sockets.

"SURPRISE!"

People…no, an audience boomed at her. There were a huge variety of people and somewhere below the stage were cameramen and sounds in charge with huge equipments recording Meyrin's shocked face. Meyrin tore her sight away from them and looked at Fllay with bewilderment.

"What's going on!"

Meyrin's voice was amp up with the sound equipments and heard by the audience all thanks to those loud and very clear speakers.

Fllay chuckled and looked at the audience. Fllay's face was seen in a huge screen behind Meyrin and herself.

"Meyrin…You're on my show. Tell her what show everyone!"

"THAT'S FLLAY, LIVE!"

Everyone yelled out and cheered with applause and whistles.

"But why?" Meyrin asked with shock and confusion.

Fllay and the audience laughed. "Because we need you on today's segment…which is on?"

"ON EXES AND BOYFRIENDS!" The audience answered for Fllay.

Meyrin's heart thumped faster than usual and beads of sweat broke on her body and it wasn't due to the very bright lights.

"You see; Meyrin Hawke, my best friend, has been secretly investigating her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend!"

"OOOOHHHHH!" Came out from the audience's mouths after Fllay's statement.

Meyrin was just to shock, her best friend was selling her out for her show?

"Her boyfriend is Athrun Zala, the coach of Orbs Soccer team!" Soccer fans cheered at this, recognizing the name of course from previous wins the soccer team had achieved in Nationals and Finals.

"And his ex-girlfriend whom Meyrin was snooping around is none other than the wealthy modeling agent, Cagalli Yula Athha."

A picture of Athrun and Cagalli from Athrun's treasure box came to view in the large screen and Meyrin almost died, the audience just had shocked reactions. The picture then was cut off and focused back on Fllay and Meyrin.

"So let's bring out the blonde exy of Athrun Zala: Cagalli Yula Athha, come on out from the soundproof backstage!"

Crew people brought in Cagalli, who had a professional suit on; she was surprised to see Meyrin there. The audience cheered and gave Cagalli catcalls.

"Luna, what are you doing here?" She asked taking a seat beside her. Meyrin couldn't say anything. Everything was going to come out she knew it.

"Cagalli, do you know why you're here?" Fllay inquired. The blonde nodded and answered. "You're secretary called me two weeks ago and asked me to be a guest in your show. She said the show was now reformed to entertain the business and political world."

Meyrin's eyes widened. Fllay had planned this from the beginning.

Laughs and guffaws surrounded the bounded area.

"Well, Cagalli. It was all a set up."

"What?" Cagalli could not believe what she was hearing. "What do you mean? And why is my friend, Luna here?"

Fllay flipped her hair, which is a noticeable habit, and smiled sweetly at the blonde.

"I mean, we said that to get you on our show. And by the way Luna isn't here."

"What? But Luna is right here sitting beside me"—

"Lunamaria Hawke, or preferably Luna, is in Fiji with her husband right at this moment. The girl beside you is her little sister, Meyrin Hawke."

The audience oohed. Cagalli's face was filled with disbelief as the screen showed the real Lunamaria Hawke with a blonde man, she guessed to be Rey. It was their wedding picture.

Cagalli looked at Meyrin. "You…lied to me. Meyrin is your real name?"

Meyrin nodded with shame in her eyes. Tears were already beginning to form in her eyes.

"…Why?"

Fllay answered for Meyrin. "She was just doing it to protect her relationship."

"Relationship!" Cagalli parroted in an impatient tone. Meyrin cringed, she wanted to leave right now but her butt seemed to be glued to the chair.

"We'll get to that." Fllay said. "Now, let's bring out Orb's supermodel, Meer Campbell!"

And then entering from stage right was Meer Campbell with a very sexy plum dress that almost looked like lingerie with seemingly nothing underneath, her pink hair in a Tomb Raider style ponytail accompanied with the signature 24 karat gold star clip.

"What's she doing here!" Cagalli demanded with Meyrin temporarily erased from her thoughts.

Meer haughtily took a seat beside Meyrin.

"Meer," Fllay began with a question for her "do you know why you're here?"

Meer laughed like an aristocrat.

"Because you're doing a show on beautiful women and you're going to compare me with these two." She replied while eyeing Meyrin and Cagalli with distaste.

"Actually no. It was all a ruse."

"A flower?" Meer asked, the audience laughing.

"No, it was a scam!" Fllay corrected. "Now, a question for both you and Cagalli, why do you think you're here?"

"I don't think answering that will be helpful." Cagalli snarled at Fllay. Meyrin's hands on her lap fisted with nervousness.

"You two were all brought here…all because of Meyrin Hawke!"

The audience roared.

Cagalli and Meer immediately shot their gaze at the red-haired teen who was sitting between them.

"What does she mean, Meyrin?" Cagalli asked.

"I…" Meyrin was about to speak when Fllay butted in.

"Well since you weren't here earlier, I'll tell you. Meyrin Hawke is Athrun Zala's current girlfriend!"

Shock, anger, jealousy and other unknown emotions was evident on Cagalli's face.

"A-Athrun?"

"That's right, Cagalli. Your ex-boyfriend whom Meyrin shares to me you're still very in love with." The audience's noise seemed to become background noises for Meyrin and Cagalli.

Cagalli glared at Meyrin. "How could you? How could you lie to me? You must've had a few laughs, huh!"

"Cagalli!" Meyrin finally found her voice. "I was just trying"—

"—To save your relationship, Fllay said that already. But in my opinion, everything would've been better if you had never interfered with the past."

A tear skated down Meyrin's face. "I-I'm sorry…"

"There's nothing to be sorry about, Meyrin." Cagalli told her in a cold voice.

"After all, you succeeded. I hate Athrun now. But as bad as he is…he is still too good for you!"

Meyrin stifled back a cry.

"Well that's a lot of stuff in our show. Meer Campbell, I almost forgot to mention, is the reason why Cagalli Yula Athha and Athrun Zala broke up!"

Meer's eyes rounded as the audience just kept on eating the scandal Fllay delivered on a silver platter.

"You see… Meer slept with Athrun Zala when Cagalli was still his girlfriend. They did it in Rousseau city when Zala boy was having a business trip."

Gasps filled out the every little cranny. Cagalli shut her eyes and prayed that this was all a damn dream, a nightmare.

Meer mouthed a "You bitch" at Fllay and she just smirked.

"Well without further delay, let's bring out the man of the hour, Athrun Zala!"

The audience clapped their hands as the blue-haired man entered from stage left, stunned to see the people.

"What's going on?" He uttered. "Fllay, you said this was Meyrin's birthday party."

Fllay chuckled. "Isn't that sweet? Care to turn around and greet the birthday girl?"

Athrun turned around and his eyes became round and large like saucers. The bouquet of lilies he had brought for Meyrin dropped to the stage floor, as he could not believe who was sitting there beside Meyrin.

"Cagalli?" He scarcely believed it. The girl who had broken up with him and never showed herself to him was sitting in front of him.Cagalli didn't have the same reaction, she stared at him stone cold.

A/n: Oohh…. this'll be interesting to write on. Ciao! Oh and if you wanna know what I look like in real life check out my LJ/Homepage.