HEYLO! I'm BACK! HOWS LIFE! That is what I've been saying on MSN everytime I'm on. Well, not the I'm BACK part...hehehe...This is around halfway of the story. I'm not sure. I'm hoping you're enjoying the story so far...Oh, and I have exams and a holiday so I might not update for a while '( sorry...BUT OH WELL HERE IT IS-CHAPTER SIX!

Chapter 6

Athrun awoke to the sound of his own heavy breathing. He moved slightly, feeling a soft bed moving with his weight underneath him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, gazing at a beige roof, and tried to sit up. His body, however, refused to respond to even this simple command, and he found himself stupidly looking up at a being roof. Suddenly, light filled the room. He became dimly aware of someone opening curtains, and tried to move his head sideways. This time, his body concurred, and he found himself looking at someone opening the windows. A woman, opening the window, bathed in sunlight. Dark black hair flowed down and covered her back. Athrun squinted, trying to make out the figure.

Where am I? And who is that woman? She looks just like Mum…

Without thinking, he called out aloud, as a question, "Mum?"

The woman turned around, and suddenly, black was blonde, the woman was no longer a woman, but a young 16-yr old girl, and sunlight blurring his vision became darker and he could see properly again. He tried to get up again, and found his body responding to his thoughts again. He looked at the girl properly again, and found himself staring back into innocent hazel eyes. Rubbing his eyes, he found them looking at the girl's face, into the concerned expression on her face. She sat down on the edge of the bed holding his hand. Athrun started a little, feeling the sensation running through his body, then relaxed.

This is really…weird. I've…never felt like this. What should I do? Why is she holding my hand? Trying to take my pulse or something?

"Athrun? Are you okay?" Cagalli's voice was quiet, worried, and sounded…hoarse? From crying? Athrun could see lines marking where the tears had dripped down her face. And he could see, again, the tears welling up in her eyes. Then, suddenly, he was lying down, Cagalli lying on top of him, one arm wrapped around his body, the other hitting him on the shoulder, as she sobbed into his chest.

"I was so worried about you…You went and collapsed in the middle of class and I was…I was…You had me so worried! Never, ever, EVER do that to me again, making me so worried…" she yelled, in between racking sobs. Athrun nervously held Cagalli, not knowing what to do. He'd never had a girl this close to him before, let alone TOUCH him like this…

What am I supposed to be doing? Trying to comfort her? God, I never even had a girl come this close to me before…

"Why…why were you worried? Why were you worried about me?" Athrun pushed Cagalli off his chest. She rolled over beside by him, snuggling closer to him, her arm underneath, pressed against his back. He likewise, had an arm underneath her, wrapping it around her waist. Together they looked at the ceiling, thinking about, wondering why they were both enjoying the other's company so much.

This makes no sense…Why did she do that? She was pretty much getting ready to jump me…I mean, I like being her friend, but…this is a bit more than friends…this is like…And why do I feel so comfortable around her...

"Athrun…when we first met. You bumped into me by accident didn't you? And I yelled my head off at you. And afterward, you apologised for that accident, and ever since then…I've been thinking about you and…I don't…I can't get you out of my mind. We've only been friends for a few days and I'm falling in love with you. I don't know why I'm in love with you, but…it's just…"

She looked up into Athrun's eyes again, grasped his free hand and looked at the ceiling. The two of them lay there for some time, just looking at the ceiling, feeling the contentedness of being around each other.

"I still don't understand why, Cagalli. I mean, I really like you, but as much as I'd want to get into a relationship…don't you think it's a bit early? I'm in love with you as well…but…"

You fool! You're turning her down just to be logical or something? Take a risk, take the chance! You know you're in love with her, ask her out, do something other than this!

The voice in his head yelled louder, repeating its message into his brain until he couldn't bear it. Then he could hear a second voice. It was cold, hard, harsh, unfeeling. Emotionless. It began to talk, hammering its own message into his brain, and Athrun couldn't tell who it was, where it had come from, but he knew that it was more dominating than the first voice.

You know better than to jump to conclusions, boy. You are involved in a game of risks and luck. Analyse your situation before you make any actions. Conclude and theorise before you begin to take a risk. Re-think –

No! Listen to me, Athrun. You know you love her, do something at least to make her know that, don't just be cautious and hold back, go and –

Listen, boy. Take a chance and you know what will happen. You will launch yourself into a-

"GAHHHH!" Athrun screamed, the voices in his head overwhelming him. He held his head in his hands, and heard the voices pound his head in continuously, again and again. The world spun before him and he looked up, tried to make sense of what was happening.

I want her…I want her so bad. I don't ever want to leave her side!

You know you want to be with her, you know you love her, you know you wanna start a relationship. I don't understnad what the heck you're waiting for...

You are cursing yourself to misery and misfortune, boy! Think about what you're doing. Stop and reason it out!

Athrun looked up from the embrace of his hands upon his head, and saw Cagalli, holding him by the shoulders, looking at him through teary eyes. He would remember those hazel eyes; remember staring into them, and the silent messaages of love they were sending through the tears and sobs, the uncertainty in those eys as they thought about love.

"Athrun, you…do you think it's best if we just stay away from each other for a bit?" Cagalli asked, uncertain of the answer. "Do you…not want to be with me…?" Cagalli began to sob, punching him softly on the arm as she collapsed into him. Slowly, she backed away from him, looking at him, waiting for his answer. Uncertainly, he looked back at her, then looked down. Tears began to fall from his eyes.

"What the hell am I talking about…I'm in love with you, Cagalli!" Athrun sobbed, catching her in a firm embrace. His tears fell down onto the back of her uniform, and Cagalli began to cry, to holding Athrun in a hug as firm as his own. The two of them cried together, at the joy of being in love with the other.

Dearka left the building, checking his notes. He didn't look like the studious type, but Dearka loved debating, and currently his Law class was discussing court systems and civil actions. Apparently, their assessment was going to be a court case given to them from which they'd have to enact as a real case themselves. He had just gone outside for lunch, when he saw Athrun, Cagalli, Kira, Lacus…

Hey wait…Why is Cagalli with them, and who is that? Damn, wouldn't I like to get my hands on some of that…

A brown-haired girl was carrying a ton of books, trying to squeeze through the library door. She struggled to open the door, then nearly tripped over as she lost her balance. Regaining her footing, she found all her books scattered on the floor.

"Oh my gosh…" the girl exclaimed. She got down on her knees, and began to gather her notes together again, muttering under her breath about how stupid she'd been.

"Here. Let me help you with that." Dearka appeared beside her suddenly gathering her books suddenly in a swift movement. As he watched her bend down again, he began to notice things.

Oh damn, what a nice ass…Huge tits too…Oh damn, talk about those legs…Man, I would like to get my hands on this babe…

Then the girl looked up at him. The innocence in her eyes startled him, and he found himself wondering why he was so concerned about her body, so gripping was her personality. Then she broke the eye contact.

"You…you were perving on me. Weren't you?" She turned again, her eyes in a piercing glare. She held his gaze, and Dearka found himself helpless underneath her stare. Wincing he turned away, trying to explain, but no words would come out. In the end, he realised he could only tell the truth.

"Yes. I was looking you up. I mean, come on, you're cute, so you can't expect guys to not look you up…" Dearka mumbled, trying to find some lame excuse to make it seem ok for him to lust after her. He looked up gain, expecting her to slap him or hit him, or scream at him. Instead, he found her chuckling, amused at his dilemma. He felt like asking what was funny, then stopped.

"Don't do it again, if you want to have a chance of hooking up with me." She poked her tongue out at him, then went back to gathering her books. Still looking away from her, from that frighteningly piercing glare, he opened the door for her so that she wouldn't have to it herself. A few moments later she came out, surprising Dearka, and looked directly at him, forcing him to look at her. This time, her face was playful, relaced, and grinning. Sticking her tongue out again, she nudged him in the ribs, indicating him to do something.

"I'm getting bored...Hmm...Hey, why don't you tell me about yourself? I still have no clue as to who you are," the girl said, nudging Dearka againto get his attention.

"Yeah, why don'cha, Dearka?" Lacus voice sang out singsong as she approached. Athrun and Kira were giggling like little kids while Cagalli looked a bit disgusted. Lacus appeared indifferent, but it was obvious that all of them knew he'd been perving on the brunette. "I see you met Miriallia!" Lacus continued, before giving the girl a hug. Cagalli responded likewise, before giving Dearka an evil stare.

"Oh…I see you know each other…" Dearka said, surprised. "It's a small world after all…" He watched as the girl, Miriallia began to talk with Lacus and Cagalli. Apparently she was holding a party of some sort at her party, and Dearka's perve was completely forgotten. Dearka wasn't paying attention. He was looking at her face now, the sharp chin, the perfectly straight hair, innocent, yet piercing green eyes…

I feel...drawn...to her. I don't know why. It's not just that she's cute, or anything like that...it's...

"You're falling for her, aren't you, Dearka?" Kira grinned at Dearka, playfully nudging him in the ribs. Dearka's reputation for the want of sex with good-looking girls and never falling in love with a girl had given him a reputation as a pimp and player of girl's emotions.

Maybe I am…Maybe I am…

That was Chapter Six. Please R&R Thanks! D Laters!