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Hiya! I'm back! Well, first off, thanks a lot to the reviewers! Especially those who've stuck with me through this whole story. Without your support on this story, I'd have given up ages ago. Writing Athrun/Meyrin is hard cause so many people luv AxC. I'm really grateful to ye. And anyone who's reviewed ch1, thanks a bunch. Oh, and someone said Athrun was a bit OOC in the last chapter. Well if that's the case, he probably is in this chapter as well. Anyway, on with the story!
Meyrin flung herself into Athrun's arms. The boy caught her, smiling softly. Her small hands gripped the front of his flight suit, warm tears staining the material. He knew how much she'd worried about him. She hated seeing him in pain.
He could feel Kira's eyes fix on the back of his head. The older boy was not going to forgive him for this. He was so protective of his sister. He simply wasn't going to understand. But how could he? How could he know what it was like, to almost die with a person who'd given up everything for you?
And that's what Meyrin had done, thrown away everything just because he'd been in trouble. And she'd always been there for him, with her kind smile and positive nature.
How could she have thought he'd wanted Luna? Yes, he'd liked Luna. The girl was funny and tough. But she lacked Meyrin's quiet strength. Meer lacked her quiteness and her ability to just be there. And Cagalli...there was a time when he could've loved Cagalli. But that had been before she'd tossed him aside for her country. He could've forgiven her for having to go to the office so often, but when she chose to marry that bastard...he came to accept that he would always be second. She'd smashed his heart for her country...and Meyrin was there to help him pick up the shards.
He could feel tears start to run down his face. They dropped onto her head. Her hair was such a warm red, like a flame that would never go out. Just like her personality. That's what Meyrin Hawke was...fire. Fire brought warmth and comfort, just like her smile. Yet fire could destroy, hence her becoming a soldier. Hence her strength facing death. She was not afraid of destruction, and was there to heal the wounds it caused.
Luna understood...at least slightly. That became obvious when she heard him beg Meyrin to never leave. She gasped...but then smiled. She'd accepted her sisters choice and for that he was glad. Kira still didn't understand. And Kira wasn't going to accept his choice. But that didn't matter, all that mattered was the girl in his arms.
So what if Kira didn't get it, Kira had never been through what he and Meyrin had. If Kira didn't want to understand, that was fine too. It wasn't Kira's choice. Slowly, he lifted Meyrin's head and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
'I love you, Meyrin Hawke. Always.'
OK, I got a fire extinguisher by the computer, so flame away! And those who like this pairing, tell me if I writing them alright. See ya round!