:Pain:
She had shot him. They were chasing after 3 ZAFT's and she had accidentally shot him in the leg. He insisted that he was fine, that it was just an accident, and that it hadn't been the first time he was shot by a comrade, but she still blamed herself for everything that went on that day.
She knew it was an accident but she still ached inside from it. The result, she cried for days, isolating herself in her quarters, only coming out for bridge duty. She hadn't eaten in 3 days, she locked herself up and tossed away the key, she had the whole crew worried about her.
Thy all tried to cheer her up, make her happy again. Mu, Milly, Kira, Neumann, hell, even Natarle came in with a tray of food for her. Natarle tried, she really did, but she wasn't good with these kinds of situations, especially when it involved the captain of all people.
Every day the Lt. would always leave Murrue's room empty handed with a frown plastered on to her face. Natarle didn't understand what it was like to be in pain like that, to accidentally shoot her lover and injure him. She knew in advance she wouldn't be much help; it was time to go to Mu.
"She needs you."
"I know."
Mu finally approached Murrue in much the same manner as everyone else. A tray of food and a look of confidence. He would wipe her tears away and whisper sweet nothings in to her ear. He would pull jokes that he knew weren't remotely funny, but she laughed anyway just to see him smile.
Not today. He left the room in the same manner as everyone else did as well, aggravated and discouraged. He finally decided to give up for a while. The next time he went in her room it wasn't the same as the last couple of times. He picked her up off of her bed and knocked some serious sense into her.
"MURRUE RAMIUS THIS IS A WAR YOU'RE FIGHTING HERE! IF YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY WITHOUT HARMING A SINGLE SOUL THEN YOU'RE WRONG! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO KEEP MOPING AROUND LIKE THIS! I don't know what happened to you Murrue, but get it back together.
He then stormed out of her room leaving a very stunned, very scared Murrue in his wake. But instead of crying, she tried to pull herself back together, for herself, for her crew and for him. She needed to be strong, or they'd all be done.
He came back into her room a few hours later whole she was sleeping. He again pulled her up off of her bed and jolted her awake. She was ready for him to blow up in her face again because he wanted the old Murrue back, but he didn't, he was gentle this time, he was calm this time.
Instead he pulled her into his arms as he almost started to cry.
"I'm sorry,"
"No, I am Mu, I'm sorry for being like that, I didn't mean-
"Shh,"
She knew along that in the end, he was the only one that could take away her pain.
:hey home skillets...well...there she blows...drabble number 7...once again...any questions comments concerns complaints etc...let me know...suggestions are welcomed/needed...:bows...then goes off to update side walk when she walks: later on guys...
