Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED or the song Note To Self by From First To Last.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who supported me through this fic! This one's for you:Virtual grasshopper pie for everybody: (Grasshopper pie is the best EVER! But my mom doesn't ever make it because one of the ingredients os some kind of liquor and you can only buy it in huge bottles, and the recipe only calls for about 1-2 tbsp.)
I've been trying to upload this for almost three days, but it wouldn't let me. So sorry for the even further delay.
Her fingers delicately caressed the smooth stone before tossing it into the lake. It skipped twice before sinking. She sank to the ground and absently ran the sand through her fingers. She had made a hard decision, and it was almost time for her to act upon it. She could still change her mind, and she knew it, bur she also knew that she had made the right choice. She wasn't ready for commitment yet. Her wounds may have healed, but the scars would never fade. She didn't want to be stuck in the past, but she felt like someone had hit the pause button on her life, and she was stuck in the same frame. Clutching her knees to her chest, she sighed and rested her chin on them. She had to do this. savoring her last few moments, she slowly stood up, and took more than enough time brushing herself off. Taking a last breath of soft ocean air, she made her slow ascent to the orphanage. She had spent the last week with most of the other crewmembers from the Archangel staying at Kira and Lacus's place. It was time for her to finish things with Dearka.
He had been shocked to say the least. Sure, he'd had his suspicions, the way she'd been alienating herself from him, and how she'd been spending most of her time locked in her room, insisting that she was developing some of her photographs and couldn't be disturbed, but he knew she was lying. But it had come so suddenly. She hadn't left any room for arguing, insisting that she couldn't handle being in a relationship. He'd wanted to be the one to help her move on, but, maybe he'd been hoping for something that would never come. He'd heard of people who had lost someone important to them, and spent the rest of their lives staring at pictures, playing the memories over and over in their minds until they were faded with age. Would Miriallia become like that?
He missed her. He couldn't go a day without wanting to ask her something, or hold her, or show off to her. He hadn't realized how much he'd enjoyed having her around him before. He truly wanted her to come back to him. Yzak had often caught him staring at a phone, as if hoping for it to ring, or considering making a call himself. He would often wonder if Miriallia was any better off than he was.
Miriallia often found herself staring into blank space, her mind wandering to the strangest places. Once she woke from a daze only to find herself counting the ridges on the side of a dime. There had been 118. She would often lose track of time, and usually found herself losing much sleep due to either not getting things done during the day, or not realizing that she should be sleeping. Sai and Kira had both expressed their concern, and in the beginning she had brushed it off, but she was starting to worry about herself as well. Having her train of thought always falling off it's tracks, and losing all sense of time and space couldn't be healthy, especially if it was happening constantly. She needed a way out, she needed a change.
Dearka knew, after weeks of waiting that she wouldn't be coming back, and it was up to him. He was amazed at how much he had changed through the war. He had gone from wanting to eliminate all naturals to loving one. He was being torn up from the inside out. His heart was pulling him one way, and his mind was pulling him another. It was just one giant game of tug-of-war, and his mind was winning. He often found himself wondering if things would have been better if he'd let himself be killed instead of taking the easy way out and surrendering. It would have been better if he and Miriallia had never met. He stared out of his window. He had been temporarily transferred to a ZAFT base on earth. He noticed the moon. It looked so different from the fake one they projected on the Plants.
Miriallia Looked at the moon reflecting on the lake and sighed. Things were better this way. She was sure of it.
A/N: I didn't actually write the break-up scene because, well, I'm honestly not sure I could do it justice. So I'll leave it to your imaginations. Overall, I'm not totally happy with this chapter, maybe a 6 out of 10, but, meh. I was inspired... I guess
BTW, It's actually true that a dime has 118 ridges. Does anyone else have any useless information? Like, aerodynamically, a bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly. Stuff like that. Let me know and I'll love you forever!