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I'm sorry I disappeared! I had some personal items that needed dealing with and I couldn't find the time to write. But I am back now so hopefully you all can forgive me. This chapter was my first real effort at any romance so PLEASE be kind when reviewing and please review! I'm struggling for ideas with this story and advice is always appreciated.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed, Gundam Seed Destiny or any other References to it.

Warning: Mild teenage 'lust' moments. It's not a lemon (The story is rated T) but well… we were all teenagers right? Teenagers do like to fool around…

Affronted Affections

Chapter #7: Meeting the Father

Ever since the dance almost three weeks ago, Athrun felt like he was on top of the world.

Suddenly, it felt as though nothing really mattered. Nothing except Cagalli. Sure, school was hell and he still felt victimized by the system but he wouldn't rather be anywhere else in the world. All the aggravation and stress was worth it because if it hadn't been for that first day, he would have never met Cagalli.

Yes, Athrun decided as he leaned against the rail of the campus library balcony gazing out into the courtyard. Fate had a strange way of bringing people together. Dark clouds were gathering in the sky above, promising rain yet it did little to lessen the heavy humidity in the air. Athrun breathed in deeply and raised an arm to brush away the beads of sweat rolling down his brow.

It was mid-afternoon, the warmest time of the day and Athrun sighed, checking his watch for what seemed like the umpteenth time. Cagalli had promised to meet him for lunch but had yet to show up. Well, it wasn't really lunch since they both worked at the cafeteria thus it was more like an after-school snack. Still, she was nowhere in sight.

Athrun glanced down at the hands rotating slowly on his wristwatch and bit his bottom lip, trying to keep his nerves under control. She was late. What did that mean? Had he done something to upset her? Maybe something had happened to her? What if she had decided she preferred Yuna's company after all?

He shuddered just thinking about. He was new and relatively inexperienced when it came to the dating game. He couldn't read the signals even if they came up and slapped him across the face. Surely Cagalli would tell him if something was wrong… wouldn't she? He wanted to think so but, from conversations with Yzak and Dearka, he had come to realize that girls were difficult to understand. He was starting to feel there may have been some truth to that.

Deciding it best to take his chances and look for Cagalli, Athrun pushed himself away from the rail and grabbed his backpack. He swung it briskly over his shoulder and made his way down the cement steps that lead down from the library balcony and towards the water fountain that was parallel to the large structure. The soft splash of water and the vapor in the air flooded his senses and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the moment.

To him, nothing reached deeper into the soul than water. It was hard to explain but Athrun had always been prone to retreating to bodies of water when he needed to gather his thoughts. Be it an ocean or a pond, it didn't seem to matter. Yesterday, he and Cagalli had spent the entire evening by the lake going over her latest assignment and he had loved it. Oh, how he adored the look in her eyes as he showed her news ways of expressing herself with words in her essays.

Athrun paused, feeling the water vapor in the air kiss his sun-tanned cheeks. It was at that moment that he felt something hard and sharp connect with the side of his head. The blow took caught him unaware and he stumbled forward slightly.

Dropping his school bag, his left hand flew up to where the object had struck and he scowled. His gaze dropped to the ground and his expression darkened when he saw what it was.

A rock.

Athrun's head shot up and snapped to the right where the rock had come from. The blood suddenly began to boil within his veins as his eyes narrowed menacingly. He felt his heart rate suddenly start to increase, pumping enough blood to flush his cheeks a darkening red. He instinctively straightened, growing to his full height as three boys stood before him, grinning amusingly at him.

"Well," The Yuna smirked as he motioned towards Athrun. "I didn't think I would see you here."

"We'll I'm here." Athrun sneered and boldly took a step forward. It was almost as though he didn't realize that he was outnumbered… or simply didn't want to. "You better apologize for that."

"Are you going to make me?" The boy snickered and shook his head before turning serious.

Athrun shrugged. "If I have to."

He wasn't a fool. After all, this was Yuna whom he was dealing with. The boy was merciless in his constant assault both verbal and physical on Athrun regardless as to how he responded. Yuna had singled out Athrun from the moment he had arrived and had made it his personal goal to make Athrun's life difficult. He was always sneaky about it though and got at Athrun in ways that he could never retaliate. That was what bothered Athrun the most. Yuna knew about Athrun's sour relationship with the principal and also knew that the other boy was trying to be cautious so he used that against him whenever he could.

The purple-haired boy grinned at Athrun's brave words and approached slowly, his two friends following close behind. Despite holding his ground, Athrun couldn't help but notice the uselessness of the situation. Yuna and had brought along his two cronies, Jean and Marcel, who were bigger built, more muscular, and had bad attitudes, which had warranted them the respect of the other boys on campus. Yuna himself was quit cowardly and would never fight unless he had the other two with him because with them, he knew he would always win. The trio was a force to be reckoned with, and everyone gave them their space, avoiding them at all cost, except Athrun, who had refused to be bullied by either one or all of them. It had caused him a lot of grief but Yuna had never crushed his pride and he never would.

"I told my friends here about what you did," Yuna continued. "They were pretty upset about the whole situation. Stealing another guy's girl is pretty low…"

"Look," Athrun eyed the three boys carefully. "I don't want any trouble with you today. Just leave me alone."

"Are you afraid?"

"Of you?" Athrun scoffed and shook his head. "Not likely. We both know who would win in a fight."

"Then why won't you prove it since you're so quick to talk?" Yuna urged. He couldn't help but smile as Athrun's entire frame trembled in rage

"I shouldn't have to prove it." Athrun snapped and slowly lowered his arms to his sides. He could see that the three boys were starting to form a circle around him but chose to ignore it.

"Gutless loser. Mind you, Cagalli was always a bit of a butch so I guess she'd go for prissy little boys," Yuna knew what strings to pull in order to get a reaction from Athrun and he was doing just that. If taunting him would not get a reaction from Athrun then insulting Cagalli certainly would.

"Shut up," Athrun warned dangerously.

"You know it's true," Yuna insisted and pointed knowingly at the shorter boy. "If it wasn't for her hot shot father, everyone would hate her. She's a total dipstick and a flunky. She's so stupid it probably takes her two hours of studying just to remember to write her name on her test paper. She really shouldn't even be in this school… and neither should you."

"Don't talk about Cagalli that way," Athrun growled, his temper flaring up once again.

"But don't worry Athrun, you can keep her." Yuna grinned cruelly. "You know, she acts a lot like a boy… maybe you should check under her skirt just to make sure…"

"I said shut up!"

Athrun's blood pressure was rising and he could feel his heart pumping pools of blood through his bulging veins. Very few people did he reserve the word 'hate' for since it was such a strong and powerful emotion. Yet, at this point, hate didn't seem strong enough to express what it was he was feeling.

With that, all common sense left Athrun's eyes, leaving them wild with blinded rage. Yuna had hit a nerve. Yuna had attacked Athrun's only weakness… any young man's weakness… his girlfriend. Like an untamed animal Athrun sprang to life and leapt at Yuna, lunging for his throat.

Yuna was taken by surprise and threw his hands up in self-defense as Athrun crashed into him with full force. Athrun's left fist flew out but Yuna managed to jerk to the right, avoiding the blow, and responded with a swing of his own. He caught Athrun in the right eye causing him to stagger back for a moment, temporarily stunned.

Taking advantage of Athrun's hesitation, Yuna charged and, grabbing hold of Athrun's jacket tried to hull the shorter boy down to the ground. Scrambling, Athrun snatched Yuna's t-shirt and desperately fought to pull it over his head in an attempt to blind him.

The two boys moved in a wild circle, each one yanking and tugging at the other, waiting for one to finally yield. Unknowingly, they continued to swing each other around until they were just inches from the fountain. It was about pride, it was about resistance and it was about principle. It was about two boys who hated each other more than ever thought possible.

"Take that back!" Athrun spat, his face now a flaming red. "You take that back right now!"

"NO!"

Athrun was so focused on Yuna that he failed to notice that Marcel had broken away from the group and when Marcel jumped onto his back, Athrun lost his grip on Yuna and was knocked instantly towards the fountain. Athrun stumbled awkwardly, trying to maintain his balance. So caught up in the dispute, he hadn't noticed the elderly man with a briefcase under his arm leisurely walking past them and trying to slip between them and the fountain. At least, he hadn't noticed until his balance finally gave way and he crashed into the man.

Desperate, Athrun instinctively latched onto the man's arm to try to keep himself upright but he failed miserably. Both of them fell into the fountain, spraying water up into the air.

The shock of the cold water sent Athrun reeling as he immediately shot up like a bullet, coughing and sputtering. Completely soaked, he winced when he heard the horrid laughter of Yuna and his friends as they quickly scampered off towards the library. It felt as if someone had just poured poison in his ears.

"See you around loser!"

Beads of angry sweat and water tricked down his forehead as Athrun inhaled deeply. He was about to hull himself out of the water when he heard an angry roar to his left. Wincing, Athrun dared a quick glance to the side and noticed that the man he had accidentally pushed into the fountain was already on his feet.

He was reasonably tall and dressed in a now-drenched, plume-colored suit. He had a neatly trimmed gray beard, a mustache and long grey hair that had been combed back. Sopping wet, the man fired Athrun an enraged glare as he stepped out of the water and back onto the cement.

"For the love of God!" He practically shouted. "What do think you are doing! Brawling in the school yard like a bucking mule! What is that matter with you kids these days? Such a primitive display of behavior! Where are you manners, boy?"

The man's eyes bored into the youth, examining the name embroidered on the collar of Athrun's jacket – A. Zala. His expression darkened. "Are you Patrick Zala's son?"

Lost for words, Athrun nodded.

"Well," The elder grumped. "That certainly explains a lot."

Athrun felt his lips moving but no words seemed to come out. He just sat there, knee-high in water as the fountain continued to rain droplets onto his head. "I… I'm sorry…"

"Well sorry is not going to dry me off now is it young man!" The elder vented as he snatched his floating brief case up and out of the fountain. Not waiting for any further response from the boy, he stormed off muttering something about stupid teenagers.

Frozen, Athrun didn't dare move until he was sure the man was out of eyeshot. Then, very slowly, he pulled himself to his feet and crawled out of the fountain. He felt his feet squishing in his shoes as they squeaked. He was completely sodden and resisted the urge to shake himself as a wet dog would to try and get some of the excess water off of him.

Deep down, he felt guilty about dragging the old man into the water with him but his guilt quickly melted into anger for Yuna. How dare he say such things about Cagalli. He had no right to talk about her that way and he didn't care how many times he got thrown into the fountain. He would not let anybody belittle her.

Nervously, Athrun glanced about the courtyard, wondering if anyone had witnessed the public display of male stupidity. He suddenly felt very self conscious and sunk deeper into himself as he realized how sloppy he must have appeared. Aside from that, his t-shirt was starting to cling to his skin, leaving very little to the female imagination. He knew he cut a trim figure but that didn't mean he liked to flaunt it like so many of the other boys did. In fact, he preferred looser clothing that was more comfortable.

At that moment, he spotted a pink ponytail across the yard and his heart froze. It was Meer. She seemed to notice him as well for she had stopped and, just as he had during basketball, he could feel her eyes on him. He did the only thing he felt he could.

Athrun grabbed his school bag and darted off back towards the residences.

It wasn't far and it didn't take long for Athrun to scurry up to Cagalli's room and close the door behind him. Throwing his shoes off his feet, he raised his left leg and reached down to pull off his wet socks. He hopped around on one foot for several moments before he managed to get the first sock off and then quickly removed the second.

The upward heave he put into removing the second sock was enough to send him toppling over but he was able to land on Cagalli's bed to avoid hitting the unforgiving floor.

Blast it! She'll kill me if I get her bed sheets wet!

Athrun leapt upright and scrambled to change into a dry set of clothes. He successfully slipped into a dry pair of underwear and jeans but as he lifted his shirt over his head, it stuck to his body like glue. Mildly annoyed, he tugged harder, trying to slip his head through and soon he was stuck. Pulling frantically, Athrun froze when he heard the 'click' of a key unlocking the door.

That reinforced his efforts and he continued to yank at his shirt, desperately trying to get it off. Blinded, Athrun had to rely on his other senses as he heard the creak of the door opening and the sound of footsteps coming towards him. The sweet smell of peppermint filled his nostrils and he felt his face redden beneath his shirt. It was Cagalli.

"Why Athrun," Her sing-song voice sung out, making his blush deepen. "You've been working out."

Athrun felt a shudder rush down his spine as he realized that his chest and middle were completely exposed to her unblinking eyes as he stumbled around the room blindly. His attempts to pull his shirt over his head intensified but it did little good and he only ended up with his arms getting stuck as well.

"C… Cagalli! I'm having a little trouble here I…"

He was cut off when he felt her gentle hand come to rest upon his chest, slightly above his rapidly beating heart. The sudden contact numbed his brain. Athrun, who was already in an awkward position and horribly off balance, felt his legs suddenly melt to nothing and give out beneath him.

"I… give me a sec… gah!" He yelped as he started to fall.

"Athrun!" Cagalli cried, her arms flying up to try and keep him upright. They ended up falling on the bed, Cagalli lying above Athrun, pinning him down. Both sighed in relief and Athrun coughed weakly.

"Ouch."

"Are you okay?" Cagalli asked worriedly. Gently she reached up and pulled Athrun's wet shirt down to free his arms and look down into his emerald eyes.

"Your bed… I'm going to get it all wet…"

The blonde just grinned and brought her hand forward, inhaling his soft scent. She watched him, her eyes shinning with love and content. Athrun looked so incredibly gorgeous despite the fact that somehow he had managed to get himself soaked to the bone and his hair was tangled. Thanks to him, she had also received her first A in class that day and felt it necessary to thank him. An A! She had earned an A and it was thanks to him.

"You worry far too much," She whispered and when his eyes met hers, she couldn't help but lean down and kiss his lush lips.

Athrun was a bit startled by the sudden kiss, but he welcomed it nonetheless. He raised his head up, pressing his lips against the beautiful girl above him. He felt Cagalli move and he did the same, both wrapping their arms around each other. Cagalli moaned as she deepened the kiss, shifting her body so she was lying more on the bed than on Athrun, one of Athrun's legs between her own.

They kissed long and deep, tasting each other, moaning and purring at the same time. Cagalli's hand slowly climbed up Athrun's damp shirt, caressing the soft, dripping skin. Athrun purred at the gentle touch, his own hands sliding up and down Cagalli's back in long and sensuous motions.

"Mumm...Athrun..." Cagalli moaned, burying her face between Athrun's neck and shoulder. She began kissing the slender white neck, feeling Athrun shiver underneath her.

"C-Cagalli..." The boy purred, thrusting his head aside to give her hot tongue more room to play.

Cagalli felt Athrun move beneath her and smirked. She moved her tongue up and down his neck, stopping to nibble at his soft earlobe. By that point Athrun was making so many cute little noises, Cagalli thought she could go on forever if it meant hearing Athrun moaning and purring like this. It was heaven. It was one thing she loved about him. He was always so gentle with her, never urging her into a position that she was uncomfortable with. He let her select the pace, the times, the moments and she loved that.

Eventually, she pulled away, allowing Athrun to sit up. Smiling, she brushed a few stray strands of hair from his eyes. "I'm sorry I was late," She told him sweetly. " Do you remember that essay you helped me with? I got an A. I hope you weren't waiting too long."

"No, not long," Athrun managed as he slowly started to come down from the stars. "What kept you?"

"My father has just arrived from Orb," Cagalli explained and sighed. "He's here to attend a conference this week and decided to just show up on campus to visit me. He has a meeting tonight so he wanted to see me this afternoon. I couldn't very well say no."

Athrun shook his head mechanically in agreement. He was still tingling and surprised as well as impressed by all the things Cagalli could do with her tongue. He shuddered as he felt himself grow warm just thinking about it. "I understand."

"I'd like you to meet him," Cagalli continued, throwing Athrun a nervous smile. "He's a nice man and I think he'd like to meet the young man who stole his daughter's heart away." She gave Athrun a playful jab in the gut as if to emphasis the point.

"Do you really think that is a good idea?"

"Why not?"

"He may not like me."

Cagalli straightened and frowned. "Why not?" She repeated again.

"A lot of people don't like me." Athrun pointed out.

"This is my father we're talking about," Cagalli replied and stood up. Athrun followed and quickly took the opportunity to slip his shirt off and throw on a fresh, dry one. "I'm sure everything will be fine."

Athrun couldn't help but think she was being a little optimistic but he was in no position to question her. There was a long silence between them before he cast a weary glance towards the window. The sun was fading, making its noble descent and soon, the moon would claim the sky.

"Hey, Athrun," He heard Cagalli take a deep breath behind him. "Did you want to go for a walk? Since we never did get to have lunch… or dinner?"

"By the lake?"

Cagalli nodded.

"It's supposed to rain…"

Cagalli just smiled. "You're already wet."

Athrun didn't need any further reassurance. Slipping his hand over hers, the two of them snuck out of the dorm and into the open air. The temperature had dropped considerably and Cagalli instinctively snuggled up closer to Athrun as they walked, hoping to benefit from the warmth radiating off his body. A small frown creased her features as she realized that his body was still damp.

"Athrun?"

"Hmm?"

"How did you get soaked in the first place?"

Athrun blushed and turned away from her, hoping she couldn't see the embarrassment in his eyes. As they drew closer to the lakeshore, Athrun tried to figure out the best way to explain the circumstances which had let to his getting drenched. Deciding not to answer, Athrun instead helped Cagalli sit down on a dry patch of grass against a large oak tree that hung over the water.

When he sat down beside her, she looked over at him expectantly. "Well?"

"Yuna."

It was one word but somehow it all made sense… sort of…

"Yuna threw you into the fountain on campus?"

"No," Athrun turned his nose up, suddenly indignant. "His friend pushed me. We were fighting and he snuck up on me."

Cagalli shifted so that she was facing Athrun and silently willed him to look at her. "Why were you fighting?"

"He insulted you."

Cagalli blinked, unsure what to say. "Athrun that's hardly a reason…"

"It's a very good reason," Athrun cut her off and straightened defiantly, remnants of anger slowly returning as he thought about what had happened. "He said terrible things about you Cagalli. I don't care if he insults me but I won't let him do that to you. I can't."

Cagalli grinned and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "You know something Athrun? You have to be the funniest guy I've ever met."

"Oh?" Athrun raised a questioning eyebrow. "Why is that?"

Cagalli winked and reaching for Athrun's hand, she yanked him towards her. Athrun yelped at being pulled so hard as Cagalli pinned him against the tree, putting her arms at each side of his head. "Because you never make the first move…and you never catch my signals…do you even know why I wanted to come to the lake?" She asked huskily, leaning her head down towards him.

Stunned, Athrun managed to slightly shake his head.

Cagalli smiled and began nibbling at Athrun's earlobe, knowing how it drove him wild. "To make out..." She whispered in his ear, voice filled with lust. She exhaled softly into Athrun's ear, and the young man shuddered, nearly melting at the teasing touch. "What do you say?"

Athrun's eyes darted around before meeting hers and holding her gaze. "Cagalli…someone might see…"

"Let them see." She smiled seductively. "You've already been thrown into the fountain once today… maybe we'll both get thrown in this time."

Athrun was about to open his mouth and protest, but Cagalli beat him to it, sealing his lips with a soul-searing kiss. It wasn't long before Athrun's body responded and he wrapped his arms around Cagalli, opening his mouth and welcoming the hot and wet tongue inside. He moaned from the depth of his throat, feeling himself being pressed up against the tree. Cagalli pressed her body against Athrun as she deepened their kiss, ravishing Athrun's sweet mouth. Athrun thought he heard the tree creak beneath them but made no motion to break away from her.

When Cagalli finally pulled back, Athrun raised a hand to caress her face. He tucked a few stray, blonde hairs behind Cagalli's ears and watched the girl close her eyes at the sensation. His fingers lingered on Cagalli's skin for a while, tracing the contours of her ear. He rubbed his thumb over the softness beneath it and then slowly leaned forward to flick at it teasingly with his tongue.

Cagalli's breath caught in her throat and Athrun felt her shudder. She sat tense and still as Athrun moved his hands to touch her, sneaking under her shirt to glide over the hot skin of her lower back. All the while, his lips and tongue nibbled expertly at Cagalli's ear, slowly making their way down until he met her lips.

Cagalli was panting harshly by the time they kissed, a wild, primal gleam in her eyes. Need and passion brought her confidence back and she pushed against Athrun, urging him to continue. He was so good this! Her arms rose to mimic the motions Athrun made moments before. They kissed passionately, moving against each other, attempting to be as close as possible. It was not their first kiss, nor was it the first time they had touched but never had the contact been this intense.

Each touch and movement stirred more hunger, slick mouths and eager hands erecting passion in both of them.

Kisses became sloppy as their thrill grew. Every touch was electrifying, every kiss hot, wet, and hungry. Limbs searched for where to touch, to caress. Loud panting and small moaning filled the evening sky.

In their haze of passion both had forgotten about uncertainty and expectation. Nothing mattered but the need to touch, to explore, to be drowned by the sounds of desire the other made. Every little moan was new and exciting and they searched for ways to evoke more sounds, more pleasure, more of everything. It was a slow yet passionate journey, the moments melting into warm, soft sensations.

It took all of Athrun's will power to finally withdraw from her, knowing that if he didn't now, he probably wouldn't be able to at all. He loved her so much. For once in his life he felt loved for being who he was, not what people wanted him to be. Cagalli loved him for being him and that very notion made his heart soar.

"Athrun, I love you," Cagalli whispered hoarsely as she brought up a hand to wipe away the sweat that was forming on his brow. "I love you so much."

"Cagalli, I…"

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!"

"Father!"

Athrun felt Cagalli suddenly bolt upright, almost throwing him off of her. It was then that he had realized that at one point, they had reversed their positions with him being on top. Before Athrun could wrap his mind around Cagalli's abrupt movement, he felt an iron hand clamp down on his shoulder and drag him off of Cagalli all together.

A sharp gasp escaped his lips as he was thrown roughly to the ground. Trying to gather his senses, Athrun looked up only to find himself staring into the raging orbs of an older man. The elder was trembling, seemingly lost in a sea of fury. He didn't understand – he hadn't done anything wrong! It was then that the moonlight suddenly shifted and his eyes widened.

It was the same man he had accidentally taken into the fountain with him earlier that day. Frantically, he scrambled backward on all fours, only then realizing the top buttons of his jacket had been undone… when did that happen!

The man's eyes narrowed in recognition as he glared down at the distraught youth at his feet. Stepping in between the two teens, his expression darkened as he too made the connection.

"You!" He gasped. "Again!"

Cagalli leapt up to her feet and quickly flattened out her shirt, which had been crinkled, and straightened. She held her breath, trying to cover up her disheveled appearance. "Father, I can explain…"

"Explain!" Uzumi practically shouted. "How can you explain my only daughter rolling around like a jungle monkey in the dirt with… with… if I hadn't decided to cut through the park after my meeting you might have…." His eyes flashed as he spun around to redirect his anger at Athrun. "How dare you try to take advantage of my daughter! Have you no sense of decency about you, young man!"

"Father, he didn't do anything!" Cagalli cried but her words fell upon deaf ears.

"He might have!" Uzumi's voice raised as his temper flared. Grabbing Cagalli by the arm, he pulled her close to him and fired Athrun a look so vicious that it could have killed the boy. Athrun shrank back as he shakily got to his feet. "Cagalli, your mother would be ashamed of such… such primitive behavior. We raised you better than that!"

"Father, Athrun and I were just…"

"Just what!" Uzumi demanded. "Just about to reach cloud nine!" He took a harsh step towards Athrun, taken back but not surprised when the young man held his ground. "You boys are all alike! Taking advantage of the situation to satisfy your hormonal desires. My God, boy, didn't you stop to think about Cagalli? And what about the risks!"

"Dad, no, it's not like that. Athrun wouldn't…" Cagalli tried again as her father continued to relentlessly bark insults at her boyfriend. Athrun's face had gone completely white, as if he had just seen a ghost, and she was surprised at how tense and quiet he had suddenly become.

"Well?" Uzumi growled. "Did you?"

"Listen to me!" Cagalli begged desperately. "We didn't… weren't doing anything wrong!"

"It sure didn't look like that to me!"

"We weren't!"

"He was on top of you!"

"You are not listening! It's not what it looked like!"

"Cagalli, of all the stupid things you have done in your life this has to top them all! Allowing yourself to be pressured by this boy into almost doing something that could have so many consequences… I can't even begin to tell you how disappointed I am in you!"

"You shouldn't be disappointed in your daughter, Sir."

Athrun finally found his voice, though his words were just barely above a hoarse whisper. Inhaling deeply, he tried to steady his trembling voice. "She's telling the truth. I wasn't taking advantage of her and we weren't going to do anything … presumptuous."

"If I were you, young man, I would be keeping very quiet right now," Uzumi's voice dropped menacingly and Athrun immediately closed his mouth to prevent any other sounds from slipping past his lips.

"Come, Cagalli," Uzumi grumbled, pulling his daughter behind him. "I need to have a talk with you. We're going to your room where we will discuss this matter privately."

Athrun and Cagalli exchanged brief glances. Neither had to speak to understand the message that shone so brilliantly in Cagalli's eyes – Athrun was not to come back to the residence that night.

As Uzumi stormed off with Cagalli in tow, Athrun slumped, letting his arms relax at his sides. Somehow, that wasn't the way he had imagined meeting Cagalli's father for the first time.

TBC

I hope you enjoyed it! Athrun might seem a little passive but I figured he'd be paranoid about scaring Cagalli away… that's my reasoning lol. That's probably the closest thing to a 'lemon' I'll ever write just because I don't really care for them myself. Poor Athrun, things will get worse before they get better hehehe. You can't really blame Cagalli's father though…I can only imagine what my dad would say if he caught me with my bf like that… shudders

I did read this over a couple times but there probably still are grammar mistakes… I'm sorry and I hope they don't take away too much from the story.

Thanks for reading and please review! How is the chapter length? Too long? Perhaps I should try to make the next one shorter?

Until next time!

Krilyn