Significant Other

Chapter Five- Fields of Hope

He stood outside, hands in his pockets, his head turned to the sky. His eyes were shut, showing no strain. He seemed oblivious of the lightning, the rain, and the thunder that the storm was producing. The wind toyed with the clothes on his body making them flap furiously in sudden gusts. He was soaked but he didn't seem to care. He was calm.

"Master Kave?" He opened his eyes, turning his head away from the sky to stare at an old woman holding an umbrella over her head.

"You shouldn't be standing outside in a storm like this…you'll get sick."

"I am calm." He said sounding as though in a trance. "I am calm, I am silent, I am what controls my surroundings. I am calm, I am at peace, I am calm." The old woman slowly nodded.

"Alright then. I'll leave you be." She departed, shaking her head. His eyes followed her, his hands clenching into fists.

"I am calm! I am calm! If I want him to suffer I have to be calm! Entirely and completely calm! It's rage that makes you lose control. Remaining calm is control."


Athrun waited quietly, although his patience was starting to wither. They had been here for two hours straight without hearing anything. Two hours of letting his mind draw its own conclusions. God help him if he didn't stand up and scream. Dearka stared at him, knowing that he was becoming restless. Tapping him on the shoulder with a rolled up magazine, he gained Athrun's attention.

"Look, it's not like he was shot in the heart or anything. He'll survive. I have to pay off my debt and you can't finish the history project without him. Knowing that we need him, he'll pull through."

"Is that all you can think about? Your debt? Why don't you stop gambling?"

"I have. I have stopped gambling. I can't afford to gamble anymore… I need to get a job or something." Athrun stared at him.

"I can ask Kira."

"Ask Kira what?" Dearka poked him with the magazine and Athrun promptly grabbed it, throwing it in the seat next to him.

"If he can find you a job."

"Why can't you find me a job?"

"Kira has all sorts of contacts with people who owe him favors. All he would have to do is phone someone."

"Are you serious?"

"That's how Nicol got his job." Athrun said, leaning back in his seat and stretching his legs before him.

"What about you?"

"I got my job on my own. Kira wasn't even here when I was looking for one. And it took me a week."

"How long did it take Nicol?" Dearka asked, staring at his watch as it beeped signaling that it was noon.

"Well, he'd been looking for a couple weeks before Kira offered to help. After that he got it the next day." Athrun tilted his head as though thinking of something. "Maybe it's better if you look for a job on your own first."

"What?"

"Builds character and you'll probably work harder to keep it. Besides, Kira's in bad shape and I don't feel like phoning him up asking for a favor." Dearka shook his head.

"This is Kira we're talking about. He'd be happy to help me."

"I know. But people take advantage of him too often."

"What's that got to do with anything?" Athrun gave him an exasperated look.

"No wonder Yzak's always in such a bad mood. He's around you all day."

"Now that's not very nice."


Kira opened his eyes, hearing a very loud 'whoosh' sound from the kitchen along with screams of 'Get the fire extinguisher' and 'Where is it?' Straining to sit up, he wrapped a blanket around himself and stood. Proceeding to the kitchen he began smelling something burning and it worsened his already pounding headache. Opening the door, his eyes widened as far as they could. Cagalli was extinguishing a large fire that was burning from the oven with the fire extinguisher he had bought not even two months ago. Lacus was throwing cups of water onto it that she would then turn and refill in the sink.

"W-what the hell!" He shouted, making Lacus and Cagalli turn and look at him. Smoke still billowing out the oven and into the already smoky air. He hastily went to the kitchen windows, opening them as far as they could. The fire alarm went off just as the phone rang and the oven's buzzer sounded.

"Kira! You shouldn't be up!" Cagalli yelled over everything and Kira sank to the kitchen floor, his head pounding so furiously now that he felt like he was about to throw up. Perhaps it was that coupled with the slight fever, but it wasn't long before he had grabbed a conveniently close garbage can and was retching into it.

"Lacus can you get the phone? It might be Athrun with news on Yzak." Lacus nodded, running out of the room while Cagalli knelt next to him rubbing his back "I'm sorry Kira. You're right, I'm not a good cook." Kira squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head slightly.

"You just need practice."


Lacus ran into the living room, answering the phone.

"Hello?"

"Ummm…Lacus right?" She recognized it as Athrun's voice but it sounded weird.

"Did you know that you sound more feminine on the phone?" She heard him sigh.

"Where's Cagalli?" Lacus turned looking at the kitchen door.

"She's tending to Kira. He's really not feeling well. She'll be free in a few moments though."

"Is Kira okay?"

"He had a bit of a fever before …now he's throwing up." There was a pause on his end and she thought he had hung up. Just when she was about to ask if he was still there she heard a long tired sigh.

"How much longer until I can talk to Cagalli?" Lacus watched as the kitchen door opened and Cagalli led her brother back to the living room. She covered the phone with her hand and looked at her.

"It's Athrun, he wants to talk to you." Cagalli nodded as her brother took a seat on the couch and she helped him get comfortable. Extending her hand, signaling that she wanted the phone. Lacus handed it to her.


Kira didn't have the mind to wonder who was on the phone; all he knew was that he felt unbelievably horrid. It was amazing how crippling this headache was making him. He doubted he'd even be able to sleep because of it. Turning his head away from the light he buried it in the corner of the couch. He felt a warm hand touch his shoulder and he stared at his sister who had a phone pressed against her ear.

"Kira. Yzak is going to be fine. We can visit him tomorrow morning if you're up for it." Kira nodded though it cost him and he groaned, rolling over so he was face down in the couch. He was becoming frighteningly pale.


Lacus couldn't stand to see him like this. Taking a seat on the floor she folded her hands onto her lap before taking a slight breath...

konna ni tsumetai tobari no fukaku de

Cagalli's eyes widened and Kira rolled over staring at her. Neither could believe that she was the one producing such a soothing almost inhuman song.

anata wa hitori de nemutteru
inori no utagoe sabishii nohara wo
chiisana hikari ga terashiteta

anata no yume wo miteta
kodomo no youni waratteta
natsukashiku mada tooku
sore wa mirai no yakusoku

itsuka midori no asa ni
itsuka tadoritsukeru to
fuyugareta kono sora wo
shinjiteiru kara
Fields of hope

umarete kita hi ni dakishimete kureta
yasashii ano te wo sagashiteru
inori no utagoe hitotsu kiete mata hajimaru
tayorinaku setsunaku tsudzuku

itsuka midori no asa e
subete no yoru wo koete
sore wa tada hitorizutsu
mitsukete yuku basho dakara

ima ga tada kono mune de
anata wo atatametai
natsukashiku mada tooi
yasuragi no tame ni
Fields of hope

natsukashiku mada tooi
yakusoku no nohara
Fields of hope
Fields of hope


Dearka glanced at Athrun as his friend halted in mid-step. They were smack dab in the middle of the parking lot, rain falling on them mercilessly. They had left the hospital with every intent to visit Yzak the next morning when he was hopefully awake.

"Athrun what are-" His friend quickly waved his hands in a cut-like motion, signaling for him to shut up. Had something bad happened? He approached his friend, ignoring the rain for a moment. He narrowed his eyes as he heard someone…singing? It took him a moment to realize that it was coming from the phone and not from a portable music player or radio. "Who's singing?" He asked in a hushed voice and Athrun glanced at him.

"Lacus."

"Who?"


Cagalli nearly dropped the phone in amazement and as Lacus finished, she sat back in awe. "W-Where did you learn to sing like that?"

"I've had lessons all my life. Since I was little…" She leaned to the side, looking past her. "Kira looks better."

"Huh?" Cagalli turned, looking back at her brother. He had fallen asleep, a small smile on his face. "Is that why you sang?"

"Yes. Some people find my songs relaxing." Cagalli then heard her voice being called and glanced back at the phone.

"Oops. Sorry Athrun."


"Clare." Kave whispered going inside the house. "Clare? Where are you?" A girl much younger than him slowly descended the stairs, making sure she was quiet. She shared the same eye and hair colour as him but unlike him she had inherited much more intelligence. She wasn't even in school and yet she could beat him at chess.

"Brother." She whined, grabbing his arm. "You're soaked." Her sapphire eyes widened as she noticed the gun still in his pants kept firmly in place by his belt. "Brother. On the news a boy named Yzak was shot. He goes to the same school as you right? Y-you didn't have anything to do with that, did you?" His eyes softened further and she tilted her head.

"Do you think I'm capable of committing such an act?" She immediately shook her head and he smiled. "You've always had a good head on your shoulders." She smiled at the compliment, brushing her onyx hair out her eyes. It was then he knelt to eye level with her.

"Clare?" She looked up at him. "Has he hit you today?"

"No. I-I managed to hide in my room." He hugged her close to him.

"I'll get us out of here soon. I promise." She nodded into his chest.


Siegel Clyne stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind him and opening the umbrella he had brought. Walking up to the front doors he heard laughter and smiled as he rang the doorbell. It didn't take long before a young girl around his daughter's age to answer the door.

"Hello? You're not selling something, are you?" Her voice indicated that if he was he ought to hightail it out of there. Now.

"I'm Siegel Clyne." Brown eyes warmed and she stepped aside, letting him in. Lacus came from another room, a smile immediately gracing her features.

"Father!" Lacus grabbed her shoes, putting them on. "How'd the meeting go?"

"It was as it was and lets leave it at that." Lacus grabbed her coat.

"In others words it was pointless and nothing got resolved."

"Precisely. I must thank you Miss…" The blonde girl smiled.

"Cagalli." She offered her hand and he took it, giving it a firm shake.

"If there's anything you need, know that you can give me a call."

"I'll keep it in mind, thanks." Lacus turned, giving a brief bow.

"Thank you so much Cagalli. I hope your brother gets better soon."

"Have a good day Lacus."

"You too Cagalli."


She changed into her nightgown, her mind swirling with the day's events. She had gotten lost on her way to school, met Cagalli in her first class, accidentally struck a girl with a baseball, discovered that a fellow student had been seriously hurt and met… him. She felt herself smile simply thinking of their first encounter and she flopped on her bed raking a hand through her hair. However, her grin soon changed into a rather sad frown.

"I hope you're feeling better Kira."


Cagalli couldn't help but stare at her brother in disbelief. He was sleeping so peacefully. She was truly thankful to Lacus for putting her brother at such ease. She was tired of seeing him struggling against the illness. Of being weak and unable to stand. Of trying to hide it behind a smile. God. She couldn't wait till he was back to his old self.

Yeah. Kave's kinda mental. I would really appreciate it if you reviewed so I can get an idea of what you think of the story so far.