Title: Borrowed Strength
Author/Authoress: Nobodyfamous/Lycaena
Disclaimer: No witty comment today. I don't own it.
Theme/Challenge: #089: Meeting the Parents
Fandom: Gundam SEED
Claim: Miriallia

Rating: PG

"You're sure this is a good idea?" She asked. Miriallia had never been more nervous in her life. In fact, she was so worried she was starting to wonder how he had managed to make her agree to go. He had assured her time and time again that it was al right, but she really wasn't too sure about it.

"Don't worry about it Mir." He rubbed her arm. They were currently on a shuttle heading to Aprilius One, and Miriallia seemed like she really wanted to jump out.

"You know I'm really bad with awkward silences." She told him.

"Then we're screwed." He told her. She threw her head back against the headrest and groaned. "I'm just kidding." He tried to reassure her. She shot him a death glare.

"You're a terrible person, you know that, right?" He just smirked and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "If I get out of this alive, I am going to put you through hell when you meet my parents." She threatened.

"Aw Mir. You're mean. You're only meeting them, not going to war with them." He attempted to calm her.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" She asked. He raised an expectant eyebrow. "I was at war with them. Or had you forgotten?"

"But they don't know that." He told her, a glint in his eye. "As far as they know, you're a photographer I met sometime during the war." She stared at him in disbelief. She was totally going to screw up that story within the first five minutes.

"Have I ever told you how much I hate you Elthman?" She asked before turning to look out the screen that was supposed to seem like a window.

A car ride, many regrets, and much pleading later

They were standing in front of a rather large house near the edge of Aprilius One. "If I were to run away now, do you think they would know the difference?" She asked hopefully.

"I'd catch you." He winked at her before ringing the doorbell. He actually felt kind of bad for her. She looked so nervous, not that he could blame her. His father was on the council. It was unlikely that his ideas of naturals would have changed. Hopefully, his mother could keep him in line. He had been yelled at quite a bit after telling his father he was going out with a natural girl. His mother had wanted to meet her, and had arranged everything before he had had time to ask Miriallia. She hadn't been too pleased with him when she had found out, but hadn't wanted to make a bad impression and had agreed to go. The door swung open, and she bit down the retort that had formed, and forced a smile onto her face. What had she gotten herself into?

A/N: I really wasn't sure if I should continue or leave it there, but then Ye Old Writer's Block decided to pay a nice little visit, so I left it as it was. I may write another one-shot as a sequel. Who knows?

The next few chapters will be mainley D/M since I had to chose a pairing for the community I'm currently obsessed with, and I couldn't just pick one character. There will be probably about 8-10 more before I move on to something else. Just so you know.