Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed and Gundam Seed Destiny.

A/N: A quickie AU, just for fun. Nothing serious. Could be messy.

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Italic for flashbacks, thoughts, and opinions.

Generals : part 1 (Rules)

"Welcome everyone, to Saviour's 70th annual school fieldtrip!" Officially presented with the platform, Natarle Badgiruel began like a military command towards the teenagers all properly lined-up in front of Saviour's, the school's, rural retreat house. "As you all are aware, you have signed up to pay respect and provide community service at Junius' National Memorial as a school tradition."

"Yeah... because it was requirement to graduate..." Dearka sarcastically whispered to no one causing Yzak to elbow the guy to shush.

"But there will be none of that this year." Natarle announced resulting to numerous murmurs from the students. "Instead, all of you would be engaging in a field exercise brilliantly proposed by Mr. Le Creuset as an experimental alternative. Boys and girls, starting today, you are all soldiers and all of you will be going to battle!"

"Pst. If we're staying here, then who's doing our community service at Junius?" Tolle leaned to Sai.

"Maybe the Councils finally realized JNM doesn't require monthly maintenance?"

"Mmm... Good point."

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Unknown to the teens, the rest of the faculty members like Mr. Neumann, Mr. Chandra II, Mr. Pal, and Mr. Tonomura were already at Junius 7, scrubbing the floors, cleaning the tombs, and doing a week worth of chores that were usually done by approximately a hundred volunteers per month with tears in their eyes.

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"The rules are simple." Natarle continued. "Everyone will be wearing a custom made vest and head gear with infrared-sensitive targets."

Mu La Flagga assisted in front by holding up the samples: a black military vest and matching headset with a microphone. And then, he showed and demonstrated to everyone the rifle, the watch and so on as the instructions continued.

"Guns should be keyed-in with your vest like so... removing your vest would automatically render your weapons useless. The watch is for notification purposes. Take note that it is illegal to remove your vest while you are engaged in battle. Doing so is automatic disqualification. You are however allowed to remove the vest within neutral areas or from case to case basis only for a limited time. Refer to the handbook and map for rules once it's distributed."

"The entire group will be divided into 2 teams. 60 players each. Boys vs. Girls. Each consisting of 4 Generals worth 1 points each. A Colonel worth 5 points. 2 Majors, 2 Captains, 3 Sergeants and 44 privates all amounting to 10 points each. And 4 spies worth -20 each. Feel free to kill whomever you want whenever you want, but we expect you all to move and act accordingly to your respective ranks. And take note that removing spies from the game could lead to some disadvantages."

"Once shot, whether you live or die will depend on the areas where you have been hit. Officers that are killed in action will be removed from the game and confined in the stables until the entire exercise is completed so do try to stay alive."

"There are 3 ways to win. 1 is to capture the enemy Flag. 2 is to take out the 4 Generals without killing a spy. and 3 is to take out the Colonel and accumulate 400 points."

"And to boost everyone's morale. The Winning team would be awarded with a 3 days 2 nights all expense paid trip to Onogoro Hot springs generously sponsored by our very own Chairman Durandal."

The students clapped as the long-haired bishōnen Chairman made this little hand gesture on the sideline to make his presence known.

"Losers on the other hand, will be require to submit a 10,000 word reflection paper and help with the chores around the retreat house until the end of the fieldtrip."

"Now, are there any questions?" Natarle's eyes searched the audience. "None? Good." She continued, turning her full attention now to the girls' lined-up. "Girls, elect your 4 star General."

All the girls immediately pointed towards Cagalli causing the blonde to look-up in horror and gasp, "What! Why me?"

Natarle ignored the rest of the girl's outburst and simply continued the task at hand without question. "Boys, now elect your 4 star General."

Most of the guys pointed to Athrun. Seemingly reluctant, Athrun glanced over to Cagalli. "but..."

Still taking NO for an answer, "All right. Boys, Sir. Le Creuset and Sir. La Flagga will be your tactical advisers. They'll show you to your base in the forest once you're ready to go. Girls, Ms. Ramius and I will be yours. We will lead you all to your base once you're ready. Now everyone, gear-up and prepare to commence in battle!"

The two teams eventually separated to suit up.

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Day 0. Girls' armory.

"Well, this is going to be a big disadvantage..." Meyrin murmured, lifting an assault rifle before deciding to put it back down and go for the pistol instead. "These things weight a ton."

Grabbing both guns and assigning them to her vest, Shiho tested her grip on the rifle. "They probably had these fashioned to closely resemble the real things."

"Let's just hope they aren't too realistic." Cagalli added, also grabbing both while well aware how most of her team equipped themselves with only handguns. Spotting one who shouldn't be, "Luna, you're not taking a primary weapon?"

Caught before she could escape, Lunamaria sighed. "Fine... it's just a game though so I don't really see the point. These babies probably don't even shoot very far." She said, reluctantly swinging a sniper rifle onto her back before leaving the armory.

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"... Oh, I know. Why don't we name our team Archangels?" Lacus chirped, loading a pair of handguns and assigning them to her vest similar to what Flay was doing.

"Hmm... Archangels... it sounds powerful and sexy. I like it."

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Day 0. Boys' armory.

From assault rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles, to pistols, the gun racks emptied out quickly.

Loading himself complete with primary and secondary weapons, Shinn snickered with excitement in his voice. "This is going to be too easy."

Far into the back.

"... What about team Strike or team Impulse?" Rusty suggested to Heine.

"I'd go with Impulse." Heine replied. "I'd go with Strike but it seems so overused?"

Done suiting up, Shinn approached the two. "Hey, what are you guys talking about?"

Heine and Rusty both turned to him.

"Our team name." Heine said. "Which to do think sounds better? Strike or Impulse?"

"Impulse definitely." Shinn replied.

"Then it's settled. We'll go with Team Impulse." Rusty clapped his hand together, wrapping it all up. "Shinn, could you be a good buddy and register the name with Sir. Le Cresuet? Heine and I still need to get into our gears."

"Sure. No problem." And so Shinn took off to their adviser's office.

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Knock. Knock.

"Who is it? The door's open."

"It's me, Sir. Shinn Asuka. I came to register our team name." Shinn said, cracking the door open.

Le Cresuet looked up from his desk and dropped the papers he was doing. He gestured the boy to come in. "Enlighten me. What name have you boys decided on?"

"We've decided to call ourselves Team Impulse, Sir."

"Impulse?" Le Creuset's brow lifted behind his mask.

"Yes, Sir."

"How strange..." The elder male mused.

This time it was Shinn who was made to raise a brow. "How so?"

"I had expected, you boys would have selected a more prominent name with a sense of dominating presence. Impulse. This word is defined as— a sudden, involuntary inclination prompting to action. In other words— to act without thinking. In all kinds of battles, a wise man observes the situation first before engaging with his enemy. Only fools rushes into it. And I know for certain you boys aren't fools, especially you Shinn." The blond smirked causing Shinn to look left and right, suddenly unsure of himself.

"I suppose you're right, Sir. Impulse was kind of a tacky name to begin with. It's doesn't suit us at all. What about Team Strike?"

"Ah. Strike— to drive as to cause impact usually with a sword. And you know what they say about men that carries big swords..." Le Creuset went on as Shinn fell awkwardly silent again, brain-boggled to the core. And then,

"Uhh... Then what name would you recommend the team?"

Pushing back on his big chair, Le Creuset smiled at the poor lad and crossed his fingers. "Your team name should be bold and ferocious. Something that represent wisdom and victory no matter what. And I have just the name. You may rejoin your friends now. I'll handle the rest."

"Really? Thank you for the help. But what should I tell the guys?" Shinn asked.

"Oh, I want no credit for this. I am merely an adviser and councilor after all. Feel free to tell them the name is your bright idea."

"Really, sir?" First he gets to play a shooting game and then second, he gets to have creativity rights for the teams' name! Why was this fieldtrip so awesome? "Thank you very much!" Shinn happily replied and practically skipped out the door to rejoin his teammates.

Once outside, the heat of the sun met up with him. Oh and Rusty too.

"Shinn, what happened? I thought you went to register the boys as team Impulse." Rusty asked, apparently already aware of the name change.

The masked mentor works fast.

"I was. but then it hit me suddenly that the name Strike or Impulse wouldn't give our team justice. I mean, were going to brutally crush the girls team, aren't we? So I thought we deserve a more bold and ferocious name that could strike immediate fear into the girls." Shinn explained fishing with skeptical charisma.

Another one of the guys came by. "Hey Shinn, what's up with the name?"

And then another one. "Shinn, we didn't know you had it in you."

"Brilliant, right? All my idea!" Shinn huffed proudly, but then something didn't feel right. Why were the guys and even the girls throwing him this look as if they've discovered a weirdo amongst them.

"This is so kiss ass..." another commented.

Discomfited by the glares, Shinn threw them back a challenging look. "What? Why are you all looking at me like that?" Then he looked up at the huge floating announcement board and found out why the guys were being so pissy.

"Oh..."

Team Archangels vs Team Le Creuset

**To be Continued? ... 11/07/2011