This will be the last chapter for this fic. I'm glad to have shared this special work with you and thanks for reading…
It was the 18th of September. It is special day for everyone in the city because it's the day when the sun goddess and its twin, the moon sentinel were born.
The same for the two of them. This was their first anniversary.
She was with him, on his place. No candles, no flowers, no romantic songs and fancy stuff.
She was eating some popcorn while he was writing the final revision of his script for the play.
"It's funny, how these (she picked up a piece of the food) smell so delicious but when you taste it… nothing but air." Ate the poor thing after scrutinizing it.
"You mean, you get fooled because you crave for them as soon as you smell the butter. A little disappointment for some gluttons … but that's the way it should be. Blame the sun god," he said.
She was sitting on the chair adjacent to his. She stopped eating and looked at him.
He noticed it.
"What?"
She shook her head, then ate a kernel.
"Do you remember…" she began to ask.
He raised his head to meet her gaze.
"… The day we first met? Why did you transfer seats back then?"
He recalled that day. September 18th, a year ago. The streets were crowded, damp and noisy. His heart was as drenched as the weather. A woman was occupying a seat near to him. She was humming.
" Why did I transfer seats? I was …. curious- that's all," Athrun replied.
"You're interested not curious," Cagalli clarified.
"You were singing…" He dropped his pen and left his work. Time was never a problem for him. But now, a year has passed since that faithful day. He didn't even have the time to think it over. Reasons for things that happen… can only be found when the right time comes.
"I thought you were singing. And I was curious of the song," he admitted.
She smiled.
That's the only reason he had in mind. To find out what song is she signing. He even introduced himself to her- that far, he'd gone for it.
"It was a song that my friend composed, when she was still alive. She said that people, are just like the stars. Stars belong to constellations, and people… there is someone out there… whom we people belong to."
She went to the window and opened it. The fireworks for the festival were starting to crown the open skies. Blue, red… hues that painted the sky as they explode. The air… smell like gunpowder. Just like it did when they first met.
She sat by the window and watch the skies burn.
He was watching her.
Left his seat and went to the window, where she's settled.
She looked at him. The color of fireworks reflected on her eyes.
"We… are like those right?" She pointed towards the burning scene of the heavens.
"The fireworks or the stars?" Athrun asked.
He was having a different view. Though the clouds were flaming, he can still see the stars. They glisten on his eyes, far better than the fireworks.
"I hope we're like those stars," he continued.
She suddenly thought of something. Then she said it aloud,
"Why… did you say… you don't want to chase stars on the rainy season?"
He thought she got what he meant back then. Maybe she did. Her heart understood, that's why she's with him, a year after.
He leaned forward to whisper what that meant.
"Stars rarely show up when the sky's full of clouds… yet I saw one sitting beside me. And as she leaves, I thought I wouldn't see another star."
Her eyes warmed, as they understood what he meant. His nose touched hers and their lips met.
They shared a long kiss that seemed different to everything that they had.
" Funny, I was thinking about this, when I was singing back then," Cagalli said.
"Would you sing the whole song for me?" Athrun asked..
I'd kiss the rain And whisper to the skiesTo pour itself on me
And the world will see…
That you and I were meant to be…
If stars belong to constellationsI would be there in the skies
Within your eyes the universe
Will be with mine- in time
I shall wait for those constellations
To come and set me free…
Fin.
