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Full Summary: They say amnesia is curable by a sharp blow in the head. But what if that sharp blow on the head is actually necessary for the heart. Especially when you don't have amnesia at all.
A/n: In this chapter, people don't really listen to Athrun. XD
Amnesia?
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Playacting begins now
When Athrun woke up, he felt a sharp throbbing pain on the back of his head, but his thoughts immediately strayed from the pain when he noticed he was in a room…that wasn't his!
He didn't have expensive furniture made from strong driftwood or from mahogany or tasteful miscellaneous decorations on the walls and table. Hell, he had scratch!
The bed was HUGE and right away he could tell that the sheets were expensive because of their silky feel. This place was like the Hotel Riche!
Now a question came to mind. If he wasn't at his own place…where the hell was he?
"Oh, good you're awake."
His eyes flew to the doorway and his jaws dropped. Cagalli Yula Athha was there by the doorway. A silken robe covering her body but did nothing to help conceal her bare legs.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling?" She questioned him while she sat on the bed, touching his forehead. Athrun's face was heating up that sweat began to form.
"You're hot." She spoke. Athrun blushed further. Yeah…he worked out but no one really complimented how great his body—wait a damn minute! He had to know why the hell he was here.
"Where am I?" His voice quelled. Cagalli withdrew her hand from the skin of his temples and had a frown on.
"You're in my Penthouse. I brought you over here after…your little accident."
Athrun twitched. In his family, little accidents were coined when you wet the bed.
"I couldn't just let you stay there in the hospital… They didn't know anyone they could contact plus you showed no signs of hemorrhage…so I figured you could just stay here for a while with me."
Athrun was going to speak up but Cagalli suppressed him by placing her finger on his lips.
"I'm responsible for your slip…and the blame's all mine for your condition."
Athrun's brow arched. This was getting weirder. "Condition?"
Cagalli had an accountable and perturbed look imprinted on her face. She was so nervous, she began fiddling her fingers and her mouth was twitching like she was having a mental battle if she should tell him. Finally it came out.
"I well…I don't know how to—I…you…you have amnesia."
Athrun, for a moment, couldn't think or blink. He had amnesia? He still knew who he was. He was Athrun Zala, the man who was going to get a promotion if he kept buttering up to Gilbert Dullindal. His so-called best friend was Kira Yamato and Kira's wife was Lacus. He lived in a crummy apartment and his landlord was an ex-convict.
His birthday was on October 29, two days before Halloween. His father was Patrick Zala, a sadistic man who choked on an artichoke. Mother was none other than Lenore Zala, a generous woman, but died in a car accident. He had a goldfish and a canary when he was five but they died when his cat ate them and the cat died when it choked on the canary.
That pretty much summed up his life…but now he was sad because of remembering his cat. His poor tabby cat! How he loved that cat!Noticing the sad face there, Cagalli felt the burden of her guilt weigh three times more.
"I'm so sorry… I was so careless and not to mention rude." Cagalli softly told him. "But I'll make up for it, I promised."
"Eh?" Athrun blinked as he came back from summarizing his life.
Cagalli gave a lethargic smile.
"I promised I would take care of you."
If Athrun were drinking something, he'd spew it out in an instant. His face was in a dark shade of red. This was getting too…awkward and weird. He should tell her that he didn't have amnesia to save them both the trouble.
He cleared his throat.
"Umm…miss"—
"Cagalli." She cut him, thinking he didn't know her name because of the whole amnesia thing.
"Yeah…Miss Cagalli. I don't have"—
He was interrupted by a beeping noise. Cagalli stood. "That's from the kitchen. I'll be back with your breakfast."
She left in a dash. Athrun sighed. Then he realized something…she mentioned breakfast, which means…he was here all night! Athrun couldn't stop blushing and wondered if this was her bedroom and he had been sleeping on her bed.
"I'm back." Cagalli reentered with a tray of healthy breakfast.
He figured now was the time.
"Miss Cagalli"—
"Just call me Cagalli."
"Er…Cagalli, then. About my amnesia, I actually don't"— He was interrupted again.
"Oh, you don't know what amnesia is? You see…umm…" She paused to think of what to call him.
"Alex."
"Alex?" Athrun repeated.
Cagalli nodded. "I hope you don't mind if I just call you that, after all I don't know your real name. Alex is my favorite painter. Anyway, amnesia is a condition when one forgets about everything previous to the blow or fall that caused him"—
Athrun groaned, cutting her. How was he supposed to explain if she kept yapping like that?
"Oh let's forget about that. Here."
She held up a spoon with oatmeal over to him. "Say ahh!" Athrun stared. Cagalli was going to spoon feed him even when he was perfectly capable of feeding himself.
"I can feed my"— The spoon came inside his mouth before he had a chance to finish what he was saying.
"Did that taste good?" She asked.
Well yes it did. But this scenario was getting silly for Athrun. He had to tell her now.
"Cagalli, I"—
Once again the spoon shoved inside his mouth with oatmeal. Cagalli giggled, he looked so cute. Athrun was groaning in his mind while chewing his oatmeal. Telling her should be easy but why did it seem so difficult?
That's cause you want to spend more time with her. A voice inside his head spoke.
But I have to tell her!
Why? If you do, you'll have to leave and you'll never see her again except in magazines and crap.
What am I supposed to do? Play along that I have amnesia so I can be close to her?
………
No! NO! You hear me! NO!
What? I didn't say anything!
But I'm sure you'd want me to lie!About the amnesia thing, Dude, it's totally up to you. But if I were you, whom I am, I'd love to linger here…C'mon. The girl of your dreams on the same bed with you, feeding you! Guys would kill to be in your place.
But I'd be deceiving her…
Don't think that…think…think of it as the things you do for love.
Love...?
Love!
I do want to be with her…
Then go for it. Right now, the truth is an immoral thing! Like the sappy movies, do whatever to get the one you love…except murder. Now shoo!
But my job!
Your vacation stupid!
Oh...right.
Now as I said…SHOO!
"Alex…are you okay? You were spacing." Cagalli's voice hinted worry.
Athrun blinked. "Yeah…I'm fine."
"Don't worry. I'll help you remember who you are." She assured him. "Even if I don't know the first thing about you, I'm sure that if we go around some places, you'll be bound to recall something in your blurred memory."
"…"
"Alex?"
"…I suppose."
"Great!" She didn't know what came over her, as the tray spilled on the floor, when she tackled him in a hug. Athrun sighed. This was the start of a new reputation for himself.
Kira was watering his prized petunia. This special flower had claimed first place in various flower contests, so he treated it much like his own child.
"Who's a pwetty fwower! Yes you are!" He babbled stupid nonsense in a babyish voice to his petunia. If petunias could talk, it would probably tell Kira that he was insane and needed a new hobby.
His cellphone rang.
"Hello."
"Kira, it's me Athrun."
"Athrun!" Kira had been wondering what had happened to him yesterday. He never called or drop by to tell him and Lacus what had happened after delivering the flowers.
"Listen…I don't have much time. Cagalli's taking a shower and"—Athrun began to explain but unfortunately, Kira's thoughts only focused about the Cagalli and her taking a shower part. Was this true? He got with her that fast? It took Kira years to get Lacus and…and…man! Athrun had all the luck!
"Kira! Are you listening?" Athrun hissed.
"Athrun, you sly dog!" Kira curled his lips while speaking in a shady manner. "I never knew you had it in you."
"What are you saying"—
"You got to her that fast? Must be love at first sight! Aren't you glad you listened to me?"
"Kira, whatever! Now you listen to me Cagalli thinks"—
"Athrun, you're so cocky, you don't have to brag about your accomplishment. Now go and join Cagalli in the shower and then maybe later you'll play doctor with her." Kira chuckled.
"Kira, this is important!" Athrun's voice was a mixture of aggravation and mortification.
"So is my petunia, talk to you later…unless you and your personal doctor will be busy…hehehe…"
Kira ended the call and went back to talking stupidly to his petunia.
"Who was that Kira?" Lacus asked, while she carried a tray of tea for both of them, ignoring her husband's baby talk to his plant.
Kira smirked. "Nothing, just Athrun finally becoming a man."
"Eh?"
"Note to self…Kira is an idiot." Athrun muttered. He placed the receiver back after Kira totally screwed up in hearing out Athrun's mucho importanto message. He was never good at listening…why did Lacus marry him again? He couldn't decide between pity or maybe Lacus was drunk in agreeing to be Kira's wife.
"Alex," Cagalli came in, wearing a sweater and slacks, her hair wet. She had a towel over her head. She had taken a shower in the second bathroom.
"Err…yeah, Miss Cagalli, I mean Cagalli?"
"I was wondering if you'd want to go around town with me. It might help you with your case." She asked, hoping he'd say yes.
"Oh yeah. Sure."
"Great. With luck, we'll help you find out who you are."
"Erm…yeah."
He knew this wasn't the only way to spend time with Cagalli but it was too late to change options now.