Alright, this will just be a collection of character based drabbles from CC and GF. All of them take place two years after the defeat of the Death Saurer. The title is based off one of the ending themes called "Song for..." and I just decided to roll with it. The first chapter will be Van, but I intend on including all the characters. I hope you enjoy it!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything. Accuse me of anything and I'll beat you with a cordless phone. And don't think I won't! -waves cordless phone threateningly-

Chapter 1: Song For Van

Van Freiheight inhaled deeply, the wind caressing his dark hair. It had been two years since the defeat of the Death Saurer and things were more peaceful than they'd ever been. Van and Fiona had been married and were expecting their first child. He was already thinking up names, despite the fact that she was only two months into her pregnancy. If it was a boy, he decided, he'd probably name him Dan, after his father. If it was a girl...her name would be Eve. Fiona had picked that one. He found it appropriate, and no matter what the child was, it would be loved.

"Up for a walk, Zeke?"

The silver organoid that was his partner perked up instantly. Laughing to himself, he strode forward, Zeke's metallic footsteps right behind him. He'd moved back to the Wind Colony soon after the Final Battle. Zi was at peace...the military didn't need him. He was still a member of the Guardian Force, however. He frowned slightly. The Guardian Force had been having trouble lately. After the defeat of the Death Saurer, peace was brought to Zi, and rarely was there ever a threat. Because of this, some government officials were reluctant to continue funding it. Many of them were voting for its disbandment, though Emperor Rudolph and President Camford fought this fiercely. He was snapped out of his reverie by Zeke prodding him in the arm.

"You're right Zeke. I shouldn't think about that right now. Fi said I needed to relax...so that's what I'm gonna do." Van said. "I'll race you to the market!"

He took off at once, the silver organoid making noises of protest at his early start. He laughed like a madman, his heels kicking up tiny spurts of dust. However, Zeke soon caught up to him, hitting him head on and flipping him onto his back. Van was howling with laughter now as they plowed towards the market. As they reached the main road, people greeted them warmly. Seeing them both come running in had ceased to surprise them, now it was an everyday occurrence. Hopping off of Zeke, Van made his way toward the produce stand. He opened his mouth to greet the owner, whose back was to him, before he was interrupted by said owner.

"Four Papayas for here, six to go, am I right Van?" the man asked, turning to meet him with a chuckle.

"Man, you know me too well, Andre." Van said with an eager grin, pulling up a stool.

The old man chuckled, turning to grab the order. He had shaggy gray hair and a thick moustache with kind, brown eye that were often seen behind spectacles. He returned setting four of the orange fruit on a plate in front of the Blade Liger pilot, who licked his lips in anticipation. Thanking Andre, he grabbed one and bit in, revelling in the sweet taste that made his taste buds jump. His tongue flicked between sticky lips to catch a stray drop of juice as it slid down his chin. He grinned in a content manner, revelling in the taste.

"I can never understand how someone could eat those day after day and look as satisfied as you do." Andre said, shaking his head.

"Heaven's a simple pleasure sometimes." Van said with a childlike grin.

"So, how's Fiona coming along?" Andre asked, wiping down the counter.

"Good. The doctor said the baby's fine and she's great, too. I think we're going to have a pretty smooth pregnancy." Van said happily.

"That's good. I can't wait to see that particular bundle of joy." Andre said hooting with laughter.

"Har har. Very funny." Van said, rolling his eyes as he finished his Papaya's. "Well, I'll see you later. Thanks for the snack, old man!"

He slapped the money on the counter, grabbing the bag of fruit to go. Zeke plodded behind him, admiring the hustle and bustle of the tiny market. Rounding a corner, Van suddenly decided to take his Liger out for a run. It had been ages since had had last and it would be good for him. Racing back to his home, he retrieved the Liger from the custom hanger he'd built to store it. Hopping into the cockpit, he grinned eagerly.

"Ready to mobilize, guys?" he asked.

The smile faded from his face. That's right. No Irvine or Thomas here. No missions for them to go on together. No team. Zeke growled sympathetically from the top of the Liger. Van smiled sadly.

"Thanks buddy. Funny how much you miss 'em, huh?"

"What's this, the great Van Freiheight getting down?"

"Yeah, what's the deal, Van?"

Van's head shot up a he heard two familiar voices over the comlink. A smile slowly spread over his face.

"Irvine! Moonbay!" he said happily.

"Van, you idiot! You've got a baby on the way with the lovely Mrs. Freiheight, you can't afford to be this gloomy!"

"I have to agree with my brother, Major Freiheight."

"Thomas! General Schubaltz!" Van exclaimed, his smile going even wider.

"Hey kid, how's it going down here?"

"Yeah, looks like you're falling to pieces without us!"

"Young folk these days..."

"Doctor, please..."

"Robert, Van isn't a child anymore."

"Hermann, O'Connell, Dr. D, Rudolph, President Camford...you're all here! What are you all doing out here?" Van asked, absolutely incredulous.

"I call them out here, of course." Fiona said, from below the Liger.

"Fi..."

"You're not the only one who misses them. Now lower the Liger so I can get in."

"Get in? Why?" Van asked.

"We're all taking our Zoids for a run of course." Irvine said.

"You know...for old times." Thomas said with a smile.

"Yeah. Old times." Van said with a grin.

"Don't forget us, Freiheight. Remember that you and I still have a score to settle."

"Van, how's the baby?"

"Raven and Riece?" Van spluttered. "You two here too?"

"Of course. We wouldn't miss it for anything." Riece said with a smile.

He lowered the Liger and Fiona got inside, careful to watch her stomach as he took her seat in the back. They straightened up and walked out of the hangar, Van taking in the sight of his old friends. Things had changed a little over the past two years. A few of them had climbed through the ranks. Karl had achieved the rank of General, Rob right below him at Lieutenant General. O'Connell was a Colonel and Thomas was a Lieutenant Colonel. Irvine and Moonbay had been married and already had their first child, a girl named Kara. Raven and Riece were engaged to be married in two months time. Everyone else was well as always.

"So, are you ready or will we just sit here all day?" Raven said with a smirk.

"Yeah. Yeah, let's go."

All their Zoids began to run, Van leading them all. And suddenly he felt something. Something wild and free burning in his chest, yearning to be let loose. Yes, this was it. This was what had been missing...what he'd been looking for. Throwing his head back, he let out a triumphant cry that diminished into laughter. And before he knew it, everyone else was laughing with him. He was back. He was where he belonged. He was--

"Home." he said to himself.

And he was. And he began to think that maybe, just maybe...he had never left at all.

That ends chapter one. Next up, I'll be writing about Fiona. I really want to do Karl, Thomas and Raven...they interest me the most. Oh, and O'Connell. He's cool. It would be interesting to see inside his mind, ne? Well, R&R please.