A/N- OK! Thanks for all the reviews guys! You guys are so supportive! Anywho, I keep forgetting this part! ALWAYS!

Disclaimer: I don't own it, and never will! (Cries in a corner) On the other hand, I own GS/GSD in my dreams! HA! Sunshine, Sunset, whatever! Keep your crummy GSD! I own the better one! In my dreams! Mwuhahahaha! As I was saying, I don't own zip. Only the story line!

Miriallia headed to the graveyard. She had beautiful daisies in her hand. Their blue, dew covered petals represents what sadness was hidden in the poor girls heart. (A/N- On the word "poor," I nearly typed poo! LOL!) Her eyes still had crystal tears in them. Even the thought of Tolle sent her world crumbling. Her legs took her to the grave of her former love…

(A/N- Wow… I didn't know I had it in me to type that paragraph… HAHA! TRIUMPH! Well, I know you guys want to throw rotten vegetables at me for stalling! XD)

Athrun sighed. The pink-haired woman was escorting him to the hospital. ON FOOT. The thing was, she looked A LOT like that girl, he used as a hostage. Well, for all he knew, the hostage would've been the imposter. (For People who don't know: The first girl in the 1st chapter was Mia Campbell, an imposter of this girl, Lacus Clyne. Mia was used to take over Lacus' indirect control of ZAFT. Lacus was a pop singer sensation and all of ZAFT was under her influence. And once Lacus joined the Clyne faction, well she introduced it, the chairman of ZAFT made Mia look like her with plastic surgery. Mia knew all of Lacus' songs and sang like her, so the chairman thought, "Why not put her talents to good use?" So yeah.) The woman, Lacus Clyne was a kind one, indeed, and also easy to escape. Why, do you ask, doesn't Athrun just escape? Cause she sings like an angel. PERIOD. Her pink tabby cat amazingly learned how to say Lacus and Haro. The name of the cat was Haro, no wonder. The world can do wonders these days.

Lacus looked at Athrun and asked, politely, "May we visit the graves of my lost loved ones?"

Athrun nodded and followed after her. Mazes of streets they went and FINALLY, they found the graveyard.

Lacus and blue-haired man walked through the gates of the graveyard.

"Hi Miriallia!" the girl called out.

The so-called Miriallia turned around. The green-eyed killer finally realized who it was. Ironically, offended #2.

The auburn-haired woman glanced at Athrun and gasped.

"How dare you show your face after the pain you caused me!" she shrieked.

Her legs weakened and she crumbled onto the ground. (A/N- Phst, drama queen. Well, it is my doing…Lol…) She stared up at Tolle's grave and spotted some words addressed to her:

Miriallia, my beautiful flower,

Don't mourn over my death,

Look for others,

And not for rebound,

Move on,

To others you love.

Miriallia shook violently and her tears poured out of her eyes.

"Tolle…" she mumbled.

She clutched the locket, which Tolle gave her. (A/N- isn't it a coincidence that Athrun killed Tolle, in my story and in the show? I THINK NOT! Well, it is… I never…Ah, I'll shut up now.)

She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see a man with sandy brown hair, and California tanned skin.

"Hey, you going to sit there all day or what?" he casually said.

Then Miriallia glared at him and leaned against Tolle's grave. She burst into tears, once more.

"Hey! Hey! Don't cry over what's passed! Take care of your present and look into your future! Well, that's what my granddad said." He held out his hand.

Miriallia glared at the offending hand and slapped it away.

Tolle's words echoed in her mind.

"Geez, I was only trying to help. Come on, I'll treat you to some ice cream. It's on the house, even if my boss is going to kill me." He muttered the last part.

He took out a handkerchief and offered it to her.

She looked at him with a weak smile.

She asked, "You don't want it?"

"Hey, you need it more then me." He shrugged. (Quote from the, "The lion, The Witch and the wardrobe," movie. It's a cool one.)

"Okay…" She sniffed and blew into the handkerchief.

He picked her up and placed the dropped flowers on Tolle's grave. They walk out into the summer breeze.

The pink haired Songtress apologized, "Sorry, Mr.Zala. I didn't know that would happen."

"Call me Athrun and it happens all the time. Let's go. I hope she'll find someone else." He said.

They walked around, till they came across "The Desert Tiger Hospital." (A/N- (Shrug) it was either that or the Neutral hospital. Which one is better? Well, I just typed it!)

There was always a commotion. Either emergency surgeries, falling patients, arguing nurses, and all the works. Lacus bid Athrun a farewell and left Athrun at the waiting room.

ANOTHER nurse came over. She had pinkish-red hair and blue eyes. Athrun winced at her CHOICE OF CLOTHING. The nurse had an unbelievably short skirt and the top was just… I can't think of a word to explain that…Sticking to K+…(A/N- Sorry Flay fans!) The nametag said, "Flay Allster."

Flay said, "Hello! I'll be the nurse that will bring you to your patient! Follow me!"

She started walking away, expecting Athrun to follow.

Athrun did follow, but forced his eyes on the ground.

Soon, they arrived at the room Athrun was assigned to.

Flay said, "I'll need to get the info on this patient. Make yourself at home."

She walked away.

On the hospital bed was a man in his 40's. He studied the man, and saw that the graying hair was noticeable. The pale skin was too pale for the man to be fine.

Athrun flinched when the man shifted positions and groaned.

The man's eyes opened, and the brown pupils landed on Athrun.

"I see I have another one." The man grunted.

"Another one?" Athrun asked.

"One of those peppy people, that were supposed to cheer me up and etc. I hate those liars, always saying, "You'll make it! Cancer isn't that bad! ETC!" the man yelled.

Athrun looked at him and said, "Well, I'm not one of those people. I don't even work here! It's community work."

Flay arrived when the man was about to ask why. She gave the info sheet to Athrun walked out.

"Uzumi Nara Attha… 52 years old…Owner of the Attha corp.…2 children…Cancer…" Athrun mumbled.

"Heh…That sucks…Cancer, huh? Well, I can't say for sure, but you got to live for your kids… It says here that you have a deceased wife."

Uzumi looked shock. In all his years of getting reassured, he had never heard that line before.

"You are different. Now tell me boy, what's your name?" Uzumi asked.

"Athrun Zala."

A/N- that's where I leaving you all! Please review! MERRY AFTER CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!