Here's the third chapter...I'm very sorry for updating so late..I've been sick recently (urgh!) Anyway, thanks for reviewing! Besides that, I was so moved by the FMA where Hughes died that it inspired me to put that in! Heehee! This is the first time Ive made a fanfic that people actually cried to! You guys are so great!I cried too when I wrotethe1st and 2nd chapter!Oh! I might change a bit in the later part of this chapter! Erm, very sorry if this chapter is abit too short..
Murmurs broke through her black surroundings. She tried to open her eyes but found them to be too heavy to move. Though she could not see them, she could hear her brother and his wife speaking to an unfamiliar stranger that she presumed to be a doctor.
"How is she?" she heard Kira asked. She could the ruffling of papers before the doctor answered.
"She's under a lot of stress, having to deal with everything and with the death of Commander Asuka," the doctor replied in a sympathetic tone. "Her body couldn't take any more of it and just break down. The last toll was the funeral," the doctor continued. She heard them murmuring again and then, heard them walking towards the door. Before they walked out, she felt a surge of warmth after what she heard the doctor last said.
"I know this for a fact. All of Orb sympathizes with her over her loss. She is, after all, our beloved Princess and we love her dearly. I will do all I can to help."
With that, she heard the door opened and closed behind them, leaving her alone in the silence. Once again, she tried to open her eyes and gingerly, they opened slowly. In the beginning, her vision blurred. She blinked slowly to get focused. Just as she did that, she heard the door opened again and turned to face the newcomer. Her eyes widened as she took in the unruly black hair and bright red eyes that gazed at her with concern.
She could not believe her eyes and blinked. She looked again and was disappointed to see the black hair turned to deep blue and the red eyes turned to deep green. She watched as those green eyes widened to see her awake and a smile lit up his face. She smiled back in return before turning to face the window instead. A lone tear slid down at the cruel reality that he was truly dead.
"Cagalli, are you all right?" she heard him asked. She heard him stand beside the hospital bed. He pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat down. Without looking back, she nodded as she concentrated on the blinds that covered the window. She could hear the sound of her breathing in the quiet silence that surrounded the whole room.
"Athrun?" she tentatively whispered. She could feel him moving his head to look at her. She, in turn, faced him and watched his deep green eyes gazed back at her with concern. "Were you the one who stopped me from falling back at the mansion?" she asked, her hands gripping the sheets. She could feel her heartbeat accelerated slightly as her eyes stared at him. She watched as his eyes scanned hers before he closed them and took a deep breath.
"Yes," he simply answered. She felt her fingers went lax as her eyelids lowered, shadowing her disappointed golden-amber eyes.
"I see," she said, her voice laced with disappointment. Suddenly, she felt a hand covered hers, startling her slightly. She looked up and saw him staring deep into her eyes.
"You thought it was him, didn't you?" he asked. She could not answer him, only able to stare at him with tears pooling again. Embarrassed to see him watching her, she pulled her hand away from his grasp and swiped her tears away. "I heard you call out his name before you fainted," he said.
"So what if I did?" she asked, smiling bitterly. She lowered her eyelids again. "It was just wishful thinking that his death was nothing but a dream," she muttered. Silence again greeted them. She stared up at the ceiling as she raised her left hand high above. Despite having little light within the room, she gazed upon both rings of which he had given to her.
"...Take care of the kids and yourself. I love you..." she heard a soft whisper. Startled, she looked around and saw Athrun looking at her with great concern. "I must be hearing things," she thought, mentally shaking her head. Sighing, she watched as her hand balled into a fist and brought it down. As she did that, her face showed determination. She looked back at Athrun again.
"Athrun," she called out. He glanced from her balled fist to her determined face. "I need to be strong again. Just like I used to be," she said. He just listened as she took a deep breath. "Take me away from here."