:Martial Arts:
After the war, Mu had discovered that in those two years that she was with Waltfelt, she did quite a bit of training. In the courtyard (which is normally the peaceful part of a house as big as Andy's) was filled with Target's lined up in front of the horizon. There were also a few dummy's lying around, and they looked pretty beaten up.
In the basement to the house, there was a weight training room and a few punching bags as well. It was then, that he decided that he would never ever get Murrue angry again.
He had made that discovery the day before. Now he was curled up in bed, the first rays of morning shining through the window. He reached over out of habit to wrap his arm around Murrue's thin waist, but to his surprise, the only thing his arm met was air.
He sat up quickly and glanced over at the clock.
"6:15, what could she be doing up so early?"
He slid out of bed and grabbed his t-shirt off of the back of the computer chair and made his way downstairs. He was about to go check the basement when he heard something from outside. He looked out the window to the courtyard to see Murrue beating on one of the dummy's, and damn, did she look good. She had shorts and a tank top on, and her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She looked so professional right then and there, that it made his knees go weak.
He decided to walk out quietly so she wouldn't notice, and watch.
He found a shady spot underneath one of the trees and sat leaning up against the trunk. He watched as she kicked and punched at the dummy, wondering where she learned half of those moves. She pulled a particularly stunning move, and did a roundhouse kicks to the dummy's head.
"I guess that's it for that dummy," He spoke quietly to himself with a smile gracing his features.
She brought her leg back down to the side and was about to pack it in, when her foot caught an un level piece of ground, and she tripped, turning herself around so that she would fall on her butt instead of her face. He was immediately up and over by her side.
She had no idea he was there until she felt two strong arms reach under hers and pull her up off the ground. She was surprised to see Mu standing behind her, it was so early in the morning, and she thought he'd be sleeping still.
"M-Mu, what are you doing awake!"
"I realized that you weren't next to me when I woke up, so decided to go and find you, and low and behold here you are beating up a dummy…or was the dummy beating you up instead?" He teased, referring to her fall moments before.
She blushed in embarrassment, cheeks goin crimson, and then she remembered what she was wearing, and that he saw her in it. Her blush grew deeper and she buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her embarrassment.
He chuckled lightly and pulled her face out of his shirt to have a look at her pretty face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. In fact, I think I'd be the one hiding in embarrassment if I were that dummy you were beating on,"
She continued to blush. "Don't say things like that, I just do it for protection. Ever since the first war, we've had to protect our identities. This training did come in handy once though, when Lacus was almost assassinated, we had our share of fighting that night," She explained.
"Wait, Lacus was almost killed?"
"Yes, I think it might have been Zaft, still angry over her betrayal 2 years ago. Waltfelt, Kira, and I had to fend them off, I was lucky that I'd been training beforehand, otherwise, things might not have turned out so well…for Lacus, or for myself,"
He looked down, another reason for him to feel guilty about not being with her.
"It's alright; I don't blame you for not being her to help me. Everything was fine, really, I managed…we all did,"
"He looked up with a smile. "Thank you,"
He then thought of something. "Maybe I should train a bit too, just in case,"
She looked up surprise. "Y-you really want to?"
"Yeah, and besides, that'll mean more time to spend with you," He kissed her on the check, causing her to giggle.
"Yes, and once your ready you can fight me," She laughed jokingly.
"You know what, I'd like that, but you'll have to promise to take it easy on me though," He smirked.
"Oh, Mu," She nuzzled his neck and he walked her back into the house.
"Come on, Murrue, let's get at least a little fat on those bones of yours. I'll make us some breakfast,"
"I don't need any fat, Mu. Besides, maybe we should get the maids to do it, unless you want me sick instead of fat,"
"He shoved her playfully. "Ok, I agree we should have the maids cook, but you'll never be fat. You're too cute,"
"Stop it, Mu!" She shouted in a laughing tone.
The couple walked in to the house, the sun rising behind them, signifying the fresh start to their relationship with each other, a new, and happy start.
:Awe, short and sweet! I intend to make a sequel to this one…so be on the look out!
