Title: Decisions I've Made
Author/Artist: Lycaena/NobodyFamous
Pairing:Dearka/Miriallia, if you squint really hard, you may see some Tolle/Miriallia
Fandom: Gundam SEED
Theme: #73 Photograph
Rating: (G, PG, PG-13, etc.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED. If I did… I'll just leave it there.

"Why do you have to have such a dangerous job? If you must take pictures, why not take them of birds and bunnies and other little animals?"

"Oh, so the soldier thinks I have a more dangerous job than he does?" Miriallia retorted. They had been over it a thousand times. He hated the idea of her going into war zones, and he let her know, but she always had to point out that he was constantly in extremely dangerous situations.

"But why are you so determined to take pictures?" Dearka pleaded. That was the one thing that she had never actually explained to him. She bit her lip and avoided eye contact. He had always hinted at wanting to know, but had never asked her directly. Things were suddenly very quiet.

"Tolle, Tolle's mother was a photographer. She always said that she tried the hardest to capture how she was feeling at the exact moment she was taking a picture, using whatever she could. She believed that if people looked hard enough, if they really wanted to know, they would be able the get that same feeling she'd had. And- And I want to be able to share what I see with- with anybody who is willing to look. I hope that if they take the time to look at my pictures they'll, they'll realize that all this pointless killing needs to stop, that we can't gain anything by killing. I want them to be able to experience what I've seen through my eyes if they can't see it first hand. I want them to see the truth." She finished, fighting back tears. Why was it that every time she thought of Tolle she had to start crying?

Dearka had been expecting the conversation to go in a completely different direction after she mentioned His name, not like that. Had she avoided telling him because she had been worried that he would get angry that her only reason was something like that? He would easily admit that he was incredibly jealous of Tolle. Maybe not the being dead part, or the natural part, but the relationship part, he was truly jealous of. He could tell that the two of them had had something special, something that he couldn't ever have with her. He caught her eye, and when she tried to turn her head away, he grabbed her chin lightly and turned her to look at him.

"You think that pictures can end the hatred between coordinators and naturals?" He asked softly yet sternly.

"No, I- I just, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that I want people to be able to see the results of hatred, so they can understand the consequences. And maybe, maybe I can change the ideals of some people, even if it's only one or two, isn't that better than just sitting around watching it happen?" She half-yelled. There was a fire in her eyes that he had only seen once before, when she had tried to pull a Frankenstein on him, but this one was different. Her eyes still held the same determination, but it wasn't murderous, it was more… desperate. He looked at her for a few more moments before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. He gently kissed the top of her head, causing her to look up at him. He reached down and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. Maybe he really did understand.

A/N: I was about two lines from the end when I realized that my claim for the community this theme was from was Tolle/Miriallia, but I'll keep this one anyways to post on and work on a T/M one to post there.