I was able to update so soon! Ha!

That morning, Kira didn't leave. In fact, he stayed in bed much later than Lacus.

The songstress had crept into the room to watch the boy sleep for a while. She remembered what had happened a couple of nights ago, when he called her by a name that wasn't hers. Yes, whoever this "Fiona" as, yes that was her name, Lacus envied her.

She had Kira's heart and his loyalty, two things Lacus wasn't exactly sure when she'd lost.

Since that night Lacus had taken good care to sleep early. She also slept in the guest room and she always locked the door when she slept. She would rather not see him at all than have that happen again. She would rather just not know.

Lacus stayed by the door, afraid to come near him. She didn't come near him anymore. They rarely even talked.

From afar, she eyed him head to toe. He was lying on his back on top of the covers. He looked tired. Stray strands lay on his forehead and over his eyes. From where she stood she could see the rise and fall of his chest.

The songstress left the room before tears started streaming down her eyes. She saw him stir. Kira might wake up.

Soon he did come down to breakfast. The pink haired girl was already sitting at the table, waiting for him.

"Good morning." He greeted.

"Hello." She murmured, not looking at him. She pretended to play with a couple of her Haros.

They ate in that same awkward silence until the girl decided to point out.

"You stayed home today."

"mmm hmm." He nodded. He could only mumble with a large piece of toast still in his mouth. His puffy face made Lacus giggle and it lightened the moment… a bit. "Did you forget? It's Dearka and Milly's engagement party today."

"Oh that's right."

A casual conversation about a normal topic would do both of them good.

"This will be the most talked about Natural-Coordinator wedding since Athrun and Cagalli's." Kira pointed out.

Lacus simply nodded and smiled politely.

They ate in complete silence again. You could almost hear the crickets.

"Lacus?"

"Yes?"

"This place seems so empty with just the two of us, doesn't it?"

"Umm, I guess so." She didn't know where this was going.

"I mean, it's too big for just two people."

Keeping in mind that it was only a three bedroom condominium with it the kitchen and the dining room adjoined, Lacus was confused but she just nodded politely. "Uh huh."

"I wish it'd liven up."

"Me too." She smiled politely, still puzzled.

Also having breakfast was another couple. Joining them was a blonde boy with rose tinted glasses.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, Sai. How's it been?"

"Pretty good. I still work for the military so I'm pretty well off."

"Good." The blonde girl smiled. "Now, the real question…" She eyed the natural sitting across from her and then her gaze shifted to the blue haired man sitting beside her. "What the deal on Kira?"

"You're certainly not making an effort to be subtle." Athrun scoffed.

She gave him a mean look. "Spill."

The two men just looked at each other then Sai was the one who finally spoke.

"Don't you think Lacus should be the first to know?"

"She might not take it well."

"How does telling you help then?" Athrun pointed out.

"I'll break whatever news it is to her better than you would."

"Right…" The blue haired boy raised an eyebrow.

"You'll find out soon enough Cagalli." Sai assured. "I'll tell you this much, it certainly isn't anything we expected." He shifted uncomfortably.

Cagalli sighed. "When are you gong to tell her then, tonight?"

"Maybe."

The blonde rolled her eyes. There was definitely going to be drama.

The two men stood up. They excused themselves, saying they had some last minute work to do before the party tonight. Athrun bid his wife goodbye and Sai waved to his friend.

Athrun got into the passenger seat.

"Where to?" Sai joked.

"You know where." Athrun replied flatly.

"Fine."

They drove off.

"Do you think she's ready for this?"

"I don't know."

"Do you really think we have the right to tell her?"

"No, we don't. In fact we won't."

"Then what—"

"Kira will."

Sai gave an exasperated sigh. If he wasn't on the wheel, he would have thrown his arms up in frustration.

There WILL be drama.