Who Are You?
A rouge ship composed of Natural and Coordinator soldiers fights against both sides of the war with four young teenagers. But these pilots aren't normal, they're the Extended. But one among them seems to be familiar to Shinn. But who is she really?
Disclaimer: Yea…I'd be dyin if I was lyin, and I've got a whole workload of updates to other stories so I can't die…I DON'T OWN GUNDAM SEED or Green Day's Wake Me Up When September Ends (What a mouthful)!
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Chapter 2 Memories of September
Tsuta looked up from his tray of food when Touketsu and Sora walked in. Sora was once again blabbering about nothing of importance, and Touketsu seemed worried, or troubled, he wasn't really sure.
The two pilots grabbed their own trays and walked towards him. Sora sat across from him and Touketsu sat next to him. The green haired boy averted his gaze lazily and asked in a nonchalant voice, "Where's Ketsueki? Isn't she at all hungry? I'm sure she hacked up whatever was in her stomach-" Sora glared at him and threw a biscuit at his head. "Shut up will you? She has more things on her mind than food! I'm surprised she actually can eat, what with all-" the girl blushed crazily in embarrassment as if she'd given away a secret that meant life or death.
Tsuta gave her a sideways glance and smirked. "Oh? And what exactly does the little girl think about?" Sora shook her head furiously, her red hair flying around her face. It was now straight, since she hadn't crimped it after her shower. "Nothing! I was talking about someone else!" Touketsu who was drinking a cup of water spit out some liquid, much to Tsuta's annoyance, and started laughing. "Fat chance! You just sound more guilty and suspicious the more you try to cover up a mistake," he explained with a grin on his face.
Sora decided to ignore the boys and busied herself with her food. After a few minutes of small conversation, Tsuta stood with an empty tray. "I'm turning in for the night, our little escapade tired me out more than I thought," the boy said, his jade eyes glinting in curiousness. Touketsu looked up at him with a bit of suspicion, but the boy had already dropped his tray on the used-tray shelves and had walked out of the canteen.
As Tsuta walked towards his and the other pilots' room, he stopped walking after hearing footsteps echo his own. The footsteps that sounded with his had stopped their echo, and the boy turned to glare into a hazel gaze. "Weed…" the man with the hazel eyes spat, a look of loathing in his eyes. Tsuta growled, but smirked when he noticed the bruise coming along quite nicely under the man's eye. "I see I hit you hard this time," the boy said, amused. The hazel eyed man adjusted his thin rimmed glasses and ran a hand through his unruly sandy hair. "You know Tsuta, you really shouldn't mess with me. I just might put something in the next syringe I give you." Tsuta growled. "I'd like to see you try, and then I'd love to hear the captain bitch you out for endangering one of his prized pilots." The sandy haired man narrowed his eyes. "You keep thinking that, but what about Ketsueki? I could always, well…give her the wrong injection. Suppose I just happened to give her Seraol?" Tsuta's eyes widened, a grim look of horror on his face.
The man smirked, "Thought so, it'd be a shame if her body came in contact with that stuff. And with her being a coordinator as well…" Tsuta stood straight, in his eyes a deadly look. The same look you'd find in a wolf if one of their cubs were threatened. "Marty," he began as he walked closer to him. Marty flinched when Tsuta raised his fist. "Thought so," he began, but then used his knee to knee the man in the gut and then karate chopped him across the back. The man coughed with bile spilling from his lips and fell to his knees. "Don't mess with me, or you might wake up tomorrow with a knife in your liver."
Turning, Tsuta resumed walking, but he didn't notice the man smirk as he wiped the bile from his chin. "He thinks he's held so high, I'd like to see his face when the new suit gets here," he murmured before picking up his clipboard and standing.
The door opened to reveal a dark room. Tsuta dropped the uncaring, mature look when his eyes found the sleeping body of Ketsueki. The door closed behind him as he walked in, and he continued towards her bed. Smiling serenely as the boy sat on the edge of the bed, he noticed the girl had taken off her jacket and stockings. He gazed warmly upon her as he gently lifted her into his arms as to not wake her, before he pulled back the thin covers to her bed and laid her down before pulling the covers to her chest.
The boy stroked her forehead softly, brushing her bangs slightly as she stirred. He was about to pull back his hand, when the strangest word he'd ever heard from her was whispered. Ketsueki furrowed her brow in her sleep and mumbled, "Nii-san…" before turning on her side. Tsuta looked at her with new curiosity. He wasn't aware that she'd had a brother. He shook away the thought and stood and walked towards his own bed. Slipping his black and red jacket off, he pulled his dark green t-shirt off as well, leaving his chest bare. He sat down on the edge of his bed and pulled his shoes off before pulling back his own sheets and lying down.
The steady, soft breathes of the girl in the bed a few feet away from his own seemed to calm him. He didn't understand how the girl seemed to make his cold exterior melt away whenever they were alone like this. He didn't know what feeling he felt when around her, but whatever it was, he liked it. Soon enough, he closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless slumber.
Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Looking around, Ketsueki found herself in a park. She noticed the trees bore red, gold, and orange leaves. The air was brisk, but it felt nice against her hot skin. Looking down, Ketsueki saw she was wearing different clothes. A white short sleeved shirt, with a yellow coat over it. The coat was open and her shirt's white collar was flipped over it and a pink ribbon tied around it. She also wore a red skirt with a black belt around her waist. Her shoes were comfortable and were colored a light brown.
But what surprised her most was that she cold feel, actually feel, the cold wind on her right hand. Looking down, she rolled up her right sleeve of her yellow jacket, and saw no imperfections on her arm. Scar free. She began to poke it and pull at the skin, but nothing happened except the momentary sting of her pinches.
Like my fathers come to pass,
Seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
She was pulled out of her amazement when someone, a boy, called her; or at least she guessed so. Turning around, she saw a boy with black hair running towards her. His eyes were shaded by his hair, so she couldn't see them. He was wearing a grey sweat jacket and black pants and running shoes. What surprised her was when he came up close to her and tagged her right arm. She could feel the slight tap. "You're it Nee-san!" he shouted happily before racing off. Ketsueki didn't know why, but she smiled and ran after him. "Get back here Nii-san!" she called. Her voice seemed different to her, like she was younger.
Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Running after him, Ketsueki seemed to forget everything she'd known for the past two years. The battles, the blood, the screams, the pain, the loneliness…all erased from her memory. As if they'd never been there at all. All she knew now was that she was running after her apparent brother.
Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
She was catching up now, her hand reached out, and she grabbed his shoulder. "You're it!" she cried and ran from him teasingly. The boy turned with a smile on his face and ran after her. "Oh no you don't!" he replied. Ketsueki ran towards a tree and ran around its trunk. The boy did the same, but whenever he moved, she moved as well. She dodged his attempts at grabbing her arms twice before letting him get close, and then jumping from him and running in another direction.
Ring out the bells again.
Like we did when spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ketsueki looked behind her as she ran and saw the boy gaining on her and grinned. She let him get close, but didn't see the tree root in front of her and tripped. She got up and dusted herself off with the help of the boy, and she smiled when he asked, "You're it?" Laughing, she tapped his shoulder and ran towards a hill. "Nope!" He shook his head grinning and ran after her.
Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
Stopping on the top of the hill, Ketsueki dropped down in a sitting position and lay down on her back. The boy caught up easily, and did as she'd done. The two stared up at the clouds, coming up with obnoxious, childish shapes the clouds were taking.
my memory rests,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
The boy smiled as she said one cloud looked like a mouse. "Actually, I think it looks like a lion." The two laughed and Ketsueki's right hand found his. They grasped each other's hands in a lovingly grip, and she smiled softly. "You're the best big brother I could have ever wanted," her voice said softly. The boy turned to her, and she could have seen his eyes if he hadn't closed them. "I'm your only brother, so get used to it!" The two laughed quietly.
Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Looking over to him, Ketsueki couldn't help but feel something was missing. As if, there was a barrier between her and this boy. Sitting up, she looked down at him and saw he was staring at her curiously. "Is something wrong?" he asked, wondering why she seemed out of it. She smiled, "No, everything's great." she told him, only half lying.
Like my fathers come to pass.
Twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Smiling, the boy sat up and helped her to a sitting position. "Nee-san," he asked after a moment of comfortable silence. Looking over to him, Ketsueki smiled. "What?" He smiled after shaking his head, "Nothing, never mind."
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ketsueki rolled onto her side and opened her eyes wearily. Sitting up, she felt tired and groggy. The bed sheet fell from her shoulders and to her waist. Looking down, she smiled. Casting a quick, almost secret glance towards Tsuta's bed, she sighed softly and lay back down. 'That dream was so weird, as if it's happened before…' the girl thought silently. 'And that boy, it's as if I've heard him from somewhere…' she continued sleepily before once again surrendering to the weary, restful temptation of sleep.
Shinn awoke from his sleep, lifting his head from the thin pillow and pulling the small pink cell phone off his cheek. He yawned and swung his feet over the side of the bed before standing and looking over to his sleeping friend Rey. Shaking his head, he walked out of the room quietly and into the hallway where dim lights had been switched on.
He'd had another dream, another dream of Mayu. She seemed to be on his mind a lot lately, but he didn't really know why. Sighing, he found himself standing in the open doorway of the observation deck. But instead of walking in there, he remained in the shadows of the doorway to spy on the other soldier that occupied the room.
Shinn could see Athrun leaning against the long windows, staring out into the water that flew beneath them, or vise versa. The bluenette seemed to be in deep thought, but Shinn really didn't care. He turned on his heel and began to walk back towards his room. Only, one thing that may have given him a good night's sleep had it been avoided plagued him: In his dream, Mayu had seemed distant, as if she was another person. As if she wasn't even fully aware of who he was.
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