We Were Rivals

by Hyaku . Kokoro

[AU and Shounen ai] Asuran Zala's father is dating someone, but who? What happens when it turns out to be the mother of someone he thinks ill of? What happens when these two fall in love over time? Anything could happen.

2. Fridays were suppose to be good

We Were Rivals
Chapter 2: Fridays are suppose to be good.

.x. Disclaimer .x.
I do not own Gundam SEED or any of the characters in Gundam SEED. The only thing I own is characters I make up. That is it.. Oh, and the plot that I came up with.
.x. Warnings .x.
This is a shounen ai fanfiction so that means boy x boy. There is going to be some swearing and fighting parts, but I don't think any gore.
.x. Pairings .x.
Asuran x Yzak and slight Asuran x Kira
.x. Summary .x.
AU and Shounen ai Asuran Zala's father is dating someone, but who? What happens when it turns out to be the mother of someone he thinks ill of? What happens when these two fall in love over time? Anything could happen.
.x. Dedications .x.
I would love to dedicate this story to five of my best friends, Yuki, Tenshi, Mura, Shadow, Aly, and Zags! Love ya guys!

.x. Author's Note .x.

Italic is for thoughts
"Quotation Marks are for speaking"

I am greatly disappointed that I received one review. It broke my heart. No just kidding, it didn't break my heart, but I am disappointed. I got a lot hits, but no reviews so I am kind of confused. But thank-you to my friends who read it and told me how it was. BTW! Happy Birthday Tenshi! Thank-you again Shadow for editing my work, I'm sure that my last chapter was a lot work, but now please continue on with the story.

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"GAH! I'm going to be late!" yelled the navy blue haired male as he shot out of bed. What happened to his father being his alarm clock?!

Asuran looked around his room for some clean clothes. He began to panic thinking that he might miss the bus this time, and he really didn't want to be running to school. Quickly looking to a laundry basket that must've been placed in his room this morning he smiled. Clean clothes! Rummaging through the basket he messed up all the clothes that were ironed and folded neatly. Not really caring at the moment he found a darkish red turtle neck shirt. Great he found one part to his clothes now where the other two parts?! They weren't in the laundry in basket, oh dur! They were in his closet.

Rushing over he practically ripped open the doors to his closet. Maybe instead he should've cleaned his closet! He couldn't find anything in there! Asuran now hit his face dead on with his hand. Today was starting out to be pretty bad. Looking some more he found the beige long coat in his closet, at least there was some hope for the closet. Now for his pants. They were somewhat of a black colour, but a shade lighter than black, but it still looked somewhat black from a far. Asuran found his pants where right beside where his beige long coat use to be.

Putting the three items of clothing over his forearm, he rushed over to make his bed. He never liked it when his bed was messy so he always made it. All he had to do was fix the sheets and the pillows and he was done. Fixing the top blanket and putting the pillows on his bed he placed his clothes that he had picked on the bed and rushed over to his bathroom to have a quick shower. Certainly it wasn't very attractive to go to school smelling. Even when he didn't shower for a day he could feel that there was some kind of dirt on him or something and it annoyed him.

Discarding of his current clothes he had on, he jumped into the shower, not really caring what the water temperature was at the moment. All he cared about was getting to the bus stop on time. Washing his navy blue hair quickly and thoroughly he made sure he had all the shampoo out. Quickly letting the warm water come down his body he grabbed the bar of soap in the shower and began to wash. Once that was over with, he turned off the water and reached for a towel. Once in his grasp he quickly dried off his face so he could see then he wrapped the towel around his waist to cover up. After tying the towel around his waist, he reached for another towel to dry up his upper torso and hair.

After coming out the bathroom all dried off he put on his clothes. Within minutes his clothes were on him. His haired brushed and he was all cleaned up. Ready to go to school now! A moment of smiling disappeared as his stomach growled. Breakfast. He had to eat some breakfast at least. He ran down the stairs with his long beige coat following him, quickly tightening the two buckles at the front that was just above his waist. He remembered Kira gave him this coat, that is why he wore it a lot probably. Running over to the kitchen where the cooks were he was greeted by them.

"Oh, Master Asuran! What would like for breakfast?" the main chef questioned.

"No time for big breakfast, but Poptarts will do!" he said in a hurry. He searched to where they kept one of his favourite breakfasts. Looking through two cupboards he found it. Strawberry filled poptarts one of his favourites! Blueberry was his top favourite, but he had no time to complain now. Stuffing one into his mouth, he grabbed his lunch that was on the counter waiting for him like every other morning.

"Master Zala didn't wake you up today? I am shocked," said one spoke.

"Yea I know I am shocked too, usually it is the loudest thing in the mansion," commented Asuran as he grabbed a juice box for the road. "Well, I'm off for school! Have fun making whatever your making for tonight!"

"Don't remind us!" they all replied before Asuran went shooting out of the kitchen towards the door.

Asuran bolted out the door, while eating a Poptart. He had his bag slung around his left shoulder, a poptart in his mouth, and a juice box in his right hand. Maybe he was just going to make! If not he would have to run it, that or if he missed school he would never hear the end of it from his father.

Running down the road that lead from the main street to his house, he looked ahead making sure that the bus wasn't going to pass by. Sometimes the bus driver didn't bother waiting unless someone told him to wait. For reason all the students thought the bus driver had a grudge against them all. Not having time to admire the scenery like he would normal did, he just ran as fast as he could to his bus stop. Opening the door to the gate that closed off the main road to his house, he finally made it to the bus stop. Looking to the watch under the long sleeve of the beige coat, he sighed in relief he was on time.

Now knowing that he was going to miss the bus for another five minutes he took the time to eat his so called breakfast that consisted of a Poptart and a juice box. Leaning against the brick that enclosed his house he looked up to the sky, as he took the Poptart out of his mouth. Partly cloudy, though it looked like the sun would be out more today than it was yesterday. Clouds didn't look like it was going to threaten with shower or thunder-storms, and if it did it would probably just a drizzle. That was good, he wasn't going to get wet today.. Hopefully. The wind gave a nice breeze and the sun wasn't blistering hot like some days it was just right.

Taking a bit out of his Poptart he continued to look up a the sky thinking. He hoped what Kira was telling was the truth last night. He felt so bad, and he wasn't going to let Yzak's words or actions come between their friendship or love. Man he could kill Yzak after what he pulled yesterday, and for making him think so selfishly about it. Without knowing it began to tighten the grip he had on his juice box. Finishing his Poptart before the bus came he continued to look up at the sky, sort of in a trace. Once the bus came, Asuran snapped out of the thoughts he was in and his grip on the juice box loosened.

Hiding the juice box in his coat pocket, he pushed off the brick wall and walked over to where the bus had stopped. The doors opened and the male stepped onto the bus. The bus driver eyed him oddly as the navy blue haired male passed him. He looked up into the mirror and then back onto the road and soon the bus began on its way to the next stop.

Sitting done, he looked at the bus driver who looked every so often at him, Asuran gave him a look that made he stop looking. The navy blue haired male smirked to himself. He hated the bus driver and the bus driver hated him. Simple as that. Now looking out the window he sighed, he didn't bother checking the weather reports on the television. The weather man yesterday lied to him, and now he wasn't going to bother tuning in to his weather station. It was another person added to his dislike list. Though what was on his mind.. why didn't his father come barging into his room and yelling at him to get up? He was basically his alarm clock.. And the alarm clock he had been given was somewhere in his room..

At least he didn't have to hear his father's harping him to get up in the morning. Though he liked to sleep in regardless he went to bed early or not. It was just a habit. The bus stopped and he knew instantly it was Kira's and Cagalli's stop. Asuran looked from up to see his friend smiling slightly at him, and his sister followed him. Kira sat down beside Asuran and Cagalli took the seat across from them. The bus then began to move to the next stop.

"Morning," Kira said with a gentle smile.

"Morning," replied Asuran.

"Your wearing that again? Soon I'll have to buy you a new one," sighed the brunette.

"Again yes, but I like it very much," Asuran explained.

"Don't worry. It always looks good on you, no matter what."

Both the males stopped talking after four minutes because the bus had stopped. Both Asuran and Kira knew who would be getting on this stop.. Yzak and his friend Dearka. Was Yzak going to be at school today? Or was he going to be a coward and stay home? Asuran really hoped that Yzak was going to stay home, but to his dismay the silver headed male had the courage to go to school today. This made Asuran frown as he saw the male on the bus, though.. Something was odd.. Why was Yzak smirking? And his gaze was not at him, but Kira? Something was totally off today. Yesterday Asuran had sacked Yzak during gym class and he didn't look to happy about it, and now he was smirking like nothing even happened.

Pure intuition took in. Was he after Kira or something? Kira was Asuran's one weak spot.. And Yzak probably knew that. As Yzak passed by the two males, Asuran eyed him dangerously Yzak just shook his head at him and continued to the back of the bus, where he sat down in one seat and Dearka sat across from him.

"Just you wait Zala.. I got the perfect plan to get back at you," Yzak muttered.

Dearka looked at him strangely. "How is that Yzak?" he questioned.

"You'll see.. You'll see Dearka."

Asuran couldn't help but worry now. He wasn't going to tell Kira about this because Asuran knew he could have this under control and didn't want Kira getting involved in this. Asuran was the pail that protected the shovel who was Kira, and protect him he shall. If Yzak were to touch or lay a finger on Kira, Yzak would be the one humiliated. And in front of others to.

Noticing Asuran being all tense, Kira also began to worry. Was Yzak planning something.. No duh! He really hated when Asuran got into a fight with someone, but sometimes it couldn't be helped and he knew if tried to stop it Asuran would refuse, half the time he fought because he was protecting him. He decided not to tell Asuran because he already knew, he just let it go for now. It would be best if they just avoid Yzak for the day, and once school was over they could finally relax. It was the weekend and the only plans that were made was another dinner party his father was having.

The bus stopped a couple more times before stopping at the big school. The students went down the aisle of the bus as they soon came out of the bus. Once the two males named Kira and Asuran were off the bus they both headed toward the school rather quickly. It was almost funny because they were both probably thinking off the same thing.

Cagalli got off the bus and wondered why her brother and Asuran were walking away so fast. Sure she had heard what happened yesterday with Asuran, but they weren't scared of Yzak? Were they? After about walking a few meters away from the bus she felt a firm hand on her shoulder. She turned to look at who had placed a hand on her shoulder and it was no other than Yzak Joule. What did he want? Cagalli really didn't like him not like the fan club he had who just adored him. "Get lost," she snapped at him before wrenching her shoulder out of his grasp and walking away. It wasn't long before he had a tight grasp on her wrist. "What?!" she spat out in an annoyed tone.

Yzak just shook his head. "What classes does your brother's friend, Asuran have today?" he questioned with a devilish smirk.

Ripping her wrist from his grip. "I feel I should have no right to tell you," she said harshly, as she ran off.

Yzak watched as she ran off. He wasn't going to bother going after her, but he would've helped if she had given what classes he had next. Oh well, he would just have to find out.. He had one more person that he could count on when in need. Smirking to himself, he continued on he knew what time he could probably get his plan into action, but he wanted to know what other classes Asuran had so he could put more parts into the this. He felt sorry for Kira in a way. Kira Yamato was Asuran Zala's only weakness. Yzak also knew they had been the best of friends, they were going out, and that they had feelings towards each other. If he could break Kira's feelings for Asuran it would make him totally weak. Yzak just smirked at the thought of his plan working.

Looking to the tanned male that stood confused behind him Yzak spoke once again. "Dearka, you know that girl Kizami Hatsuna? Well find her for me please? She must know Asuran's classes, after you find her tell her write down Asuran's classes for the day? Got it?"

"Yea, but what are you planning?"

"I am planning to hit Asuran's weak spot.. His only weak spot.. Kira Yamato," he said with a smirk, as she just walked onward to his first class.

Dearka nodded and went to find the president girl of Yzak's fan club.

Today was going to be a good day for him, but not for Asuran or Kira. Maybe he would go to class early for a change.. If the power wasn't out if it was, maybe he would decide to read a book or something. Walking up the stairs to the welcoming school, Yzak shoved his hands into the pockets on his beige pants. Though girls and some guys were whispering about yesterday it still didn't get the smirk that was on his face to disappear. Some would think he would be going up to Asuran and punching him out, but no he was going to get at Asuran for sure.

Walking into the school the lights were out still. Questioning a nearby teacher he was told that a strike of lightning had hit a power line close by and took out the power. The power might be up by this afternoon, but then again the electricians had just started not to long ago, because how is someone suppose to work in rain and striking lightning and by the time the storm had ended it was to dark to see what they were doing. This Friday was turning out for the best right now.

It was Math for the morning, and since he had finished all pervious homework he really had nothing to do. Going down the hall a flash of yellow hair caught his eyes, it was Kira's brother Cagalli and she was talking to Kira and Asuran. He decided to pretend he didn't see them, though he could not see them. They were talking about something.

"What is it Cagalli?" questioned Kira.

"That Yzak grabbed my shoulder then my wrist and asked for what classes Asuran had," she said in a hushed whisper.

"Me?" Asuran asked pointing to himself.

"Yes you!"

"Well that is odd.." the navy blue hair male said, placing a finger on his chin trying to think just what Yzak was up to.

"If you ask me, I think he is up to something. Just beware you two," she told them before running off into the other direction to her first class.

"I have to agree with my sister," Kira spoke up. "Yzak is planning something, both you and I know it."

Asuran embraced Kira quickly. "No matter what he does.. or what he says I will always love you.. Okay?" he said pulling away to look Kira in the eye.

A shade of blush came to the cheeks of Kira. "Yes, Asuran."

"Good," he said with a smile.

Asuran and Kira were going to have to beware of Yzak a lot today, oh and speak of the devil and he shall come. There was Yzak minding his own business. Yup he was totally up to something if he didn't bother to look there way. The two males nodded and decide to go to the class before anything happened.

Yzak watched them carefully out of the corner of his eye and just smirked. Things were going to get fun around here. As kept on walking forward he went into the classroom where his teacher sat. There was a look from her, probably amazed that he was early for class. Though his teacher didn't speak, Yzak could tell by the look on her face that she was amazed that Yzak Joule could be on time for class. Though he hoped that she wouldn't expect this from him everyday, because he surely would not do this.

Walking down the aisle towards his seat his teacher eyed him carefully. Yzak felt so much better to with a plan going to be under way the lights are gone and no school work, this could be the perfect day. Asuran was going to pay for what he did yesterday and he was going to pay dearly. With Kira around Asuran was strong.. But without who knows what he could be.. Probably even weak for once, Kira was basically Asuran's happiness. Sitting down, he slumped in his seat and crossed his arms over his chest. His teacher immediately got up and left the class room. He laughed slightly at this, was he that scary? Maybe he should ask Dearka.

A grin crossed his face as he twiddle with a strand of his hair, almost getting bored. Nobody around to talk to, maybe it was a bad thing that he had come so early. Dearka should be coming back soon with the results of Asuran's classes. Within moments of thinking of how Dearka did, the tanned male entered the classroom with a paper in his hand.

"You got it?" Yzak questioned, knowing Dearka succeed with the task he gave him.

"Of course, it was easy when I said you needed," replied the male, as he handed Yzak the paper.

Taking it from Dearka, looked over it. Math, Science, Lunch, Computers, and Art was today's classes. Looking over the small chart he began to plan he should meet up with Asuran. Because in between were five minute breaks, and his classes weren't to far away from Asuran's, this was working out perfectly. A small grin broke on his face, blue orbs scanned the paper making sure that he had everything.

"Thanks Dearka."

"Not a problem," he said exclaimed.

Yzak just grinned once again. Then he had almost forgot. "Do I look scary?" he questioned.

"No, why do you ask?" the tanned male replied slightly confused.

"Teacher walked out of the class room in such a rush, when I sat down," the silver headed male said with a shrug.

"Probably because you are early, and hardly ever you are early only when you got something planned," stated Dearka.

"You know me all to well," he replied, as he glanced to the other students as them came in along with the teacher who just fix her small classes.

Yzak just smirked, he felt good today, maybe he should creep out his science teacher.. Oh this should prove interesting. Blue eyes landed on the tanned figure that sat on a desk. "Today is going to be one hell of a day, especially for our friend Asuran Zala."

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The two males, one with brown hair the other with navy blue left their first class Math. The couldn't work on that had been assigned to the whole class, so they just had a free period to work on any work they need to get finished. For Kira and Asuran there was nothing for them to do but talk. It seemed rather fitting to do so since everyone was talking. Even a few teachers had gotten together outside the class room to talk. Asuran thought it was pointless to be in class today because well their was no power and it was rather dark in the class room they were in. Blinds in the class room were crap and they didn't want to go up when you pulled down on them. So basically the lights were the main source of light.

At the moment Asuran and Kira had forgotten what was going with Yzak and his silly little plan. If he was going to do something it just made him look like a child looking for attention. Since both Kira and Asuran knew this there was really point in worrying, just give the child some candy and then just ignore him. Both Kira and Asuran were wrong on this one. As smart as they were, Yzak wasn't wanting attention he was wanting revenge in a place where it hurt the most for someone. The heart. The two males that just thought Yzak was wanting attention were indeed wrong.

What Kira and Asuran were currently talking about was the party Asuran's father was holding. It was somewhat.. well odd. One, his father usually woke him up in the morning, and if he didn't he would send on of the maids. Neither was done. Two, his father hadn't hugged him to go to one of his parties in like ages! And three, he sounded somewhat desperate for him to come, which in fact was a first. And who were these two people coming over? Wasn't there always someone that Asuran's father wanted him to meet? But never once had he mentioned it before that he wanted him to meet someone. The males gut told him to skip the party and go to Kira's, but his mind told him just to hack it out it will only be about three hours.. Or maybe longer...

"I was really shocked. The day has been so weird," commented Asuran, as he sat with his hands behind his head.

Kira nodded in agreement. "I have to agree, normally your father would've woken you up or something, but no."

"Yea," replied Asuran.

"Now I know what you need for Christmas.. A new alarm clock," Kira said jokingly.

"Shut it," the navy blue haired male said playfully.

Kira shook his head, and remembered Asuran had mention talking to Rusty and decided that now would be the best time to bring it up. "So what did you and our old friend Rusty talk about?"

"A lot really. I told him you and I were going out, he wasn't too surprised by that. He said his parents were deciding to move back here, so if he does we are throwing him a welcome back party at your house," Asuran said, volunteering Kira.

The brunette shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care. If Rusty is coming back, I'd be glad to," Kira replied simply.

Asuran just smiled. "I skipped supper last night and just talked on the phone, like one of those girls would," he told Kira.

Laughing slightly, Kira just shook his head at Asuran. "Don't worry about it."

"Doesn't matter if I rack up the phone bill, my father doesn't notice at all," said the emerald eyed male.

Kira nodded slightly as he sat back into his chair starring up at the ceiling. A troubled look crossed his face, he felt something bad was going to happen and he was going to regret something for today.. He didn't know what though. But knowing what made the trouble on his face grow.

"Kira, something troubling you?" Asuran asked, seeing the troubled look on his face.

"No, nothing," he told Asuran, and that was the end of the conversation.

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Lunch. Nothing was special about it today to Asuran and Kira, but to Yzak it was much different. The silver haired male walked about, looking for Asuran and Kira. Were the even eating the lunch room today? He better hope so, Yzak had prepared all day for this and now Kira and Asuran weren't even there? This was no good. Blue eye scanned the lunch room once again.. They weren't there! Maybe he was going to have to call Dearka to go scout for him. Pacing back and forth through the lunch room, he saw Dearka coming. Something at least was happening.

"Dearka, where are they? Do you know where they are?" Yzak demanded.

"Shut up already and let me speak," barked Dearka. He had to caught his breath. Taking a deep breath he began. "They are on their way. I ran here to tell you that Asuran and Kira are on their way."

Yzak blinked at Dearka. Never once had he been told to shut up by his best friend. "Good," he muttered. Walking away from Dearka, Yzak headed over to the staircase to where he would walk to the first floor where he would confront the two males. The eyes of many girls were landed on him. He was a girl's dream guy, but Yzak didn't waste his time showering a girl with gifts, calling her twenty-four-seven to see if she was alright, and also he didn't like to tell his emotions to one. It found it rather hard to just tell him mother, so why would he even bother telling a girl.

His eyes still kept on Asuran as he was with Kira. The two males hadn't seen him which was a good thing, because they would probably run away from him. Kira's sister.. Um, Cagalli probably had told them already so they've must've known also, he was looking for revenge. And what better to do it with than hurt the one thing Asuran Zala loved dearly? From here they looked to be talking, good thing for him. Following them from a distance, he watched the two stop by a wall, in the lunch line. Now was his chance to get Asuran Zala back for the embarrassment he had caused him.

Slowing down his pace, as he came by the side of Asuran. His hand shot out and grabbed his shoulder and then pushed it to the wall. With his other hand, Yzak grabbed Asuran's chin and brought his face close to his. And in a spilt second Yzak had kissed him passionately. Surely Asuran, was not expecting this, but now came the fun part. Hopefully Kira was still gullible as before. As Yzak broke the kiss he moved up to his ear as began to whisper something. "Let the games began."

Asuran tried to push Yzak away, but he couldn't. He watched Kira confused on the side, while others stared at the two. He could see girls whisper around about the two. Why was this happening to him? Like why didn't it happen to someone else?! He deserved better than this. So what if he was better than Yzak in everything, that was Yzak's problem not his. But no Yzak was taking it out on him. He had no idea what Yzak was trying to pull off, but he wasn't going to let it happen… Whatever it was.

"Oh Asuran, that was a lovely chat we had on the phone last night," Yzak spoke, as he let go of Asuran. "I can't believe you said those mean things about Kira and what things you said to me. But then again.. You said you loved me right?"

Asuran looked at him angrily. "What phone call?!" he yelled with rage.

Kira looked at the two. Was it true? Asuran loved Yzak? "Asuran.. He is lying isn't he?"

Asuran looked to Kira worried. "Of course he is lying."

"I am not lying, he said to me! He loves me and not you!" Yzak said dramatically, as he looked to the scared Kira. Prefect.

"Asuran.." Tears threatened to fall from Kira's eyes. "How could you?!" The brunette yelled now. Bangs covering his eyes, tears could slowly be seen coming down the sides of his cheeks. Kira didn't give Asuran a chance to respond, and within seconds he had darted away from the slightly older male. He didn't want to here it from Asuran. He didn't want to know him any more, all those memories they had shared were now gone. Kira had one class with Asuran, and he knew he would trying to talk with him. But what if his mother asked why he was home so early… Just use the sick excuse, it always worked. Leaving the cafeteria, Kira began to find his over to the doors that led to the front of the school.

Yzak just smirked when Kira had left the cafeteria. Now Asuran Zala was truly weak. Kira was the thing that always brought him happiness and if he had just taken that happiness away it would be perfect. Walking away from Asuran, he looked to Dearka who just shook his head with a smile plastered on his face. Operation make Zala weak, was a total success. Just to bad for Kira. Glancing to the male that was still leaning on the wall for support didn't really seem to know what happened. Oh yes he was weak, just where he wanted him. No he would rise to the top. This Friday was most good indeed, but for Asuran and Kira, probably the worst they'll experience in their life.

Walking up the stairs to see Dearka and Miguel talking about Yzak's latest achievement and congratulated him on a job will done. To Yzak it had been nothing, but a feeling inside him occurred. A feeling of guilt. He would love to remove the emotion, but he knew what he did was wrong. He hadn't realized Kira was so gullible. Sure he was gullible, but not that gullible! He told the two males who kept talking about him to shut up. He'd rather not talk about it now. The guilt was really setting in. Maybe it would go away if he went to go do something…

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Asuran was still stunned that something like that happened. He hadn't seen it coming.. How could Yzak do such and thing, but the worst thing of was Kira didn't believe him. Wanting to pound Yzak into the wall wasn't the right thing to do. Though it did seem good at the moment. Looking up to a Yzak who sat on the balcony of cafeteria, he glared at him. He did not glare back though, he didn't even have his eyes on him. The silver haired male seemed to be out of it at the current moment.

Now having a loss of appetite, he decide he would go look for Nicol. He really needed to talk with someone, and Nicol seemed the right person to. He always had good advice. Walking out of the cafeteria, he knew where Nicol would be. The music room with the grand piano there. Passing people who had seen the indecent with Kira, Yzak, and him, began to whisper. The male's head looked down to the tiled floor, not wanting to see the stares of others. They must've known what Yzak had said was a lie. But from the whispers that could be heard they sure seemed to believe Yzak more.

"How could Asuran do that to Kira?" one whispered.

"No wonder Kira doesn't trust Asuran, he's been cheating around with Yzak," another whispered.

It nearly caused Asuran's heart to break, when heard that. It wasn't true! They were all lies. All of them. Not wanting to hear the rest of the things the other people had to say, Asuran began to run away from it all. He just wanted to talk with Nicol now. Teachers told him to slow down, he did not listen. All he wanted to do was listen to the soft, reassuring voice of the piano, and his friend. Nothing more… Nothing less. Though running away, he could feel the stares of the others. He nearly bumped into another person, but swiftly dodged them, without hitting him. Navy blue hair covered his pained eyes, as he just continued to run to the music.

Cagalli seemed to be in sight, but Asuran didn't want her ask what was wrong.. She was Kira's twin sister. So instead of stopping to talk to her, he continued so rudely past her. His thoughts remained to Kira. Kira was probably thinking how. How could Asuran Zala, his best friend, his childhood friend betray him. The thought of male hating him, was just painful. It also felt like the more he ran, the less he got to the music room. He could still hear the words of the many people in the hall of what happened. Stopping abruptly, and having enough with the false crap that was being spread around, his fist balled up and soon came crashing against a locker. "SHUT UP ALREADY!" he yelled. A tear and slid down his check. Asuran Zala was in true pain.

The talking ceased to continue. The eyes of many people where on Asuran, they not known that it was affecting him that much. Was something about the rumours they have heard from their friends in the cafeteria fake? Was the story that Asuran was cheating on Kira with Yzak true? Or false? Some people began to scratch their heads with confusion. But Asuran didn't not give them an answer instead he left the area, as he slowly began to walk to the music room. He would pay for the repair of the locker, since he had smashed it in.

After letting some of his rage out, he finally came to the music room. Hearing the soft sound of the piano, Asuran touched the cold door knob and gently twisted it, trying not interrupt Nicol's practice. Slipping in silently, he closed the door behind him, making sure he was not about to interrupt the wonderful playing. The light green haired male's hands seem to glide over the keys, as she melody of the song seemed to bring him to his knees. Every time the navy blue haired male had heard the piano he always thought of Nicol. How is hands could make such music. How he was able to read the notes in front of him, it just amazed him.

As soon as the piece of music was over, Asuran meant to speak up, but Nicol did for him.

"Something wrong Asuran?" Nicol asked, turning his head slightly to look at him.

"Yea…" murmured Asuran, "it is about Kira.." He began looking for a place to sit down, so he would not have to stand.

"What happened? Yzak did something stupid?" Nicol said, watching Asuran find a stool.

Oh how Asuran would count the many times Nicol knew what was wrong. "Yea," he told him.

It had taken a while for the two males to get through the whole thing. Asuran tried to explain it best he could without his emotions getting in his way. For him it was rather hard. Nicol had understood, and in a way felt like one of those people that said, 'And how does that make you feel' people. Both Nicol and Asuran knew, that Yzak would've been coming after Asuran sooner or later. And neither of them would've expect sort of thing from Yzak. Instead of physical tactic, he used a mental one. Yzak knew where to attack him.. And he had struck correctly.

The day had carried out in a depressing way. There was no Kira to cheer Asuran up this time. By the time it was time to go home, the navy blue hair male decided to walk home this time. Not wanting to do something stupid and punch Yzak or something like that. The walk wasn't that bad, nobody to talk to him, no people, just silence, and the odd passing car. Hands were stuff away in pockets so that they could keep warm from the chilling wind that brought more clouds. Clouds that were rather dark in a scary way. Another rain storm? It wouldn't be so bad, that is if he wasn't caught in the storm. The feet of Asuran quickened as he hurried home.

Hurrying really wasn't a good idea either, for what was waiting for him was a suit and a tie. That is right, he still had the dinner party to go to. Though he wasn't feeling up to it, he'd knew his father would make him go to it. Maybe after the important was over he would sneak up to his room and get some rest. This Friday was not so good anyway, and he' d like to get it done and over with.

Seeing the big yellow bus that carried the students, Asuran's emerald eyes caught Yzak's sapphire eyes. Though seeing them behind glass they showed some guilt in them. Anger boiled up inside him once again. Seeing his face seemed to make angry at the pain he had caused him, and Kira. But holding his tongue, he continued to walk home.

As the large gate to the Zala manor opened, Asuran entered the property, as he held a steady pace to the main attraction. The mansion. That was what his father said. Though the main attraction was his mother's garden. His father hated it, but Asuran persuaded him every year to keep it and have some gardeners make it pretty. The pretty sculptures, the sweet fragrances of the flowers, the water fountains, and the colours of all the different flowers. It was the best thing on this property. He didn't care about the house, but the garden instead. Eyes averted to the part of the garden that could be seen from the road to the house. Even from a distance it could wonderful.

The sight of the garden was replaced by the large house. The thing stuck out like an eye sore to Asuran. He opened the door to find his father talking with a few people that were helping prepare for tonight's party. Slipping off his shoes, and removing his jacket off of his shoulders, he made his way to the stair case that split in the middle to different parts of the house. Though he was stopped to only hear the voice of his father.

"Hello, Asuran. How was your day?"

"Hello father. Okay, I guess." In Asuran's words. It was shit.

"Oh that is good," his father said happily. "I want you get start getting ready in about three hours time. Got it?"

"Yes, father. You wouldn't mind if took a nap till that time? I am kind of tired."

"No, no of course not," replied his father.

Asuran shrugged his shoulders and headed up the stair case. He was going to take a nap any way regardless of his father's decision. It didn't take him more than twenty seconds to get up the set of stairs. Now was the tasking of going down the hall too his room. Any person could get lost in this place just trying their way to a bathroom. The soft feeling of carpet against his socks felt good. Being in his shoes all day began hard to get on his feet and the cushioning of the carpet just felt like such a relief to get on to. It would be an even greater relief to get finally lay down on his bed.

Coming to one of the many doors down the hallway, he opened the door to come to his room. The room with the best view of course. It seem that nothing in his room had been touched since he left it this morning. Throwing down his bag and jacket. He walked over to his bed. Asuran reached over to the alarm clock that stood on the night stand just inches away from his bed. He adjusted the time to when he was suppose to be getting ready. Placing the alarm clock on the nightstand, he turned the annoying thing on, and crawled into bed.

The soft bed felt good. It was so much better than those hard plastic chairs in school. He also felt some what cold, so he pulled the covers closer to him and hoped that nobody would dare to disrupt him. He was incredibly tired from today and he felt like he could sleep forever, but he knew that was impossible. Though the many things that ran through his mind didn't stop him from sleeping. The room was dark, since the blinds were still closed from this morning. In a way it seem like it was night, but in truth it was still the afternoon. Asuran didn't care, he was out like a light.

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The alarm clock rang out like an annoying bug in his ear , was it time to get up already? It had only felt like minutes that he was asleep. Eyes peered over to the alarm, it was time to get up. A hand went shooting out from under the covers to go an hit the alarm clock. Once hitting the snooze button, the annoying ringing was gone. Legs were now draped over the side of the bed, as Asuran rubbed his eyes trying not to go back to sleep. He stood up now, arms stretched high into the air, he glanced to the messy bed. To make it or not to? Make it, or hear the howling of father at him for not making his bed.

Once the bed had been made he strolled over to his closet to get some formal wear on for the night. Where had he put it again… Oh yes, at the BACK of his closet. Too bad he couldn't just say he couldn't find it. Throwing the once ironed suit onto the bed he took off his shirt and threw it over into the laundry hamper. Putting on his suit, the sound of his answering machine went off.

"You've reached Asuran Zala, I am either away or busy, please leave a message after the beep. BEEP." Asuran's recorded voice said.

"ASURAN!" Cagalli's voice screeched over the phone. "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO KIRA?! YOU'D BETTER NOT SHOW YOUR FACE AT SCHOOL OR ELSE!"

Asuran just looked at the machine rather shocked. Kira really did believe what Yzak said. Could he not trust him? What was so untrustworthy about him. It didn't make sense! Anger somewhat boiled up inside, anger at Kira. For not trusting his word. But most of his anger was concentrated on Yzak. If he hadn't been so jealous then this wouldn't have never happened. Shaking his head, he tried to ignore Cagalli's voice screeching in the back of his head. "Damn it, just shut up already," he muttered angrily, before pulling his pants on now.

It didn't take him long to get his suit on and such. He had gotten so use to putting it on, it had been like wearing street clothes and such. Looking over to his room, he found it rather messy. Going over to spots he began to pick up some items and just toss them in his closet. Surprisingly he had found his Mp3 player which he had thought he had lost last week. Picking up the small item, he went over to his desk and placed it on the glass desk. His desk was semi-messy due to the fact that he was making little robotic animals, since his father did not allow animals in the house. Go figure. What a fun sucker he was.

The first one that he had ever mad he had given it to Kira. It was a bird, and Kira had named it Tori. Which was Japanese for bird. There were many others he had given him. The desk intend far along the wall, so he had plenty of space to work with. And not to mention he had he his computer. Taking another looking around, his room didn't see messy. Probably just because he had a lot of stuff. Game consoles, large entertainment system, stereo, computer, video games, a bed, dresser, bookshelf, desk. And then he had a balcony so he had some furniture out there. What could he say, he like to sit outside.

Throwing a couple more pieces of dirty clothes in the hamper, he gave a small nod, and headed over to the door that lead to the hall way. Turning off the light he opened the door and soon closed it behind him, as he headed down the hall towards the large staircase. The soft sound of music fill most of the house. The small band of people that usually came an played at his father's parties. Rolling his, at the sound of the music, he wished he could hire Nicol. He was way better than these people combined. Nicol played different things while they just played the same damn thing at each party. The songs got boring after the third time.

Walking down the staircase Asuran saw a few people enter the front door. Yuri & Romina Amalfi it looked to be. They were Nicol's parents. Yuri, Nicol's father, did business together with his father and knew each other rather well. So it would only make sense that he would come. Poor Nicol, he was probably left at home, but then again that kid could make anything fun.

Reaching the bottom of the staircase he was greeted by his father who seemed rather happy tonight. He had said there was someone that he wanted him to meet. And that person was the last thing on his mind. Asuran just smiled slightly at his father.

"Ah, Asuran, how was your nap?" Patrick Zala asked slightly concerned.

"It was rather good, no interruptions for once," Asuran commented.

"I am glad you slept well, you must've had a tiring day at school to make you take a three hour nap," his father said, with a small smile.

"So father, who is this person you want me to meet?"

"Just wait Asuran, the people are starting to arrive. I'll introduce her as soon as she gets settled in," replied his father.

"She? It is a gi-" Asuran was cut off by sound of Nicol's parents.

"Ah! If it isn't Asuran!" joked Yuri Amalfi.

"Yes, it has been a while hasn't it Mr. and Mrs. Amalfi," Asuran said, his hand reaching out to shake Yuri's hand.

Yuri's hand took his and shook it gently. "Yes it has Asuran dear," Romina said sweetly with a soft smile to Asuran.

Asuran began to mingle with the guests that came through the door, but some how he had missed two people… But he hadn't noticed them at all. Heading over to the food table to get some food he sighed, what a long evening. When was this "girl" going to get here… His father better not try and match maker, for the old man seemed to be to old and involved in work to do something like that.. A memory flashed in his mind. One from a few nights ago. Women's shoes on the shoe rack at night when he went down for his nightly raid of the kitchen for food. And that morning they were gone..

Something was suspicious, but Asuran hadn't questioned his father. He wasn't no detective but he knew one plus one equalled two. Maybe his father had found someone to replace his mother.. That was probably the big news to him! This did not seem to good now. I'd rather get his head chewed of by Cagalli than meet someone that his father was dating. Taking a piece of shrimp he dunked it in seafood sauce and went on his way over to go get something to drink as he continued to figure out this mystery of what was going on with his father.

Well, it wasn't long before his father had found him. This was going to be one of the worst days in his life. First Kira, now this. What could possible make this day worse?! His father had dragged him by the wrist to bring him over to lady sitting on a bench. She seemed to be the same age as his father, or possibly younger. Her hairstyle seemed rather familiar, the silvery colour was recognizable. But to Asuran at the moment he could not think of anyone with silver hair. Shaking off the fact of familiar, he watched as stood up to greet him.

"Ah, Ezalia!" Asuran's father began. "This is my son, Asuran. And Asuran this Ezalia Joule, my girlfriend."

At least he didn't say fiancée, then he probably would've fainted. "It is a pleasure to meet you Ezalia," he said, bowing his head slightly to show some respect. He didn't get it though.

"No, no, it is a pleasure to finally meet you Asuran dear," Ezalia said with a sweet smile. "I'd like you to meet my son. Come' on out honey!" Ezalia called.

A male in a black suit came out from a small crowd of people. With one look at his face, Asuran knew right away that this had ought to be the worst day of his life.. It was none other than Yzak Joule that had stepped out of the crowd. His sapphire pierced Asuran's emerald eyes showing no signs of guilt now. "I've told you not call me 'honey' mother, I have a name. It is Yzak," the male had told his mother.

"Asuran I'd like you to meet my son Yzak. Yzak, this is Asuran, and his father Patrick," Ezalia said, introducing Yzak to the Asuran and his father.

"I've already meet Yzak. We attend the same school," Asuran commented, as hatred lathered all over his words.

Inside Asuran was rather angry at his father and Yzak. Different emotions, one of them all just told him to get away before he beat the crap out of Yzak. He didn't care if he was being rude, but he could not stand another second, with Yzak smirking like he had won the game… That was it! Asuran turned quickly, as his fists balled up headed toward the stair case to his room. He was going to run away from home. Maybe stay with Nicol, since Kira was still probably upset.. Well it is his own fault for believing that damn Yzak.

His father attempted to stop him with shouting but it didn't work, Asuran didn't give him the time of day right now and just continued up the staircase. Everyone had their eyes pasted on the father and son. So what if he was ruining his father's party, his father always ruined things for him! So why couldn't he do the same? Out of the corner of his eye he saw his father coming up the stairs rather angry.

"Asuran!!" his father yelled.

No reply. Asuran's pace quickened as he headed to his room. Thank the lord for a lock on his room. He would use his balcony as his escape route, he had jumped from it plenty of times and remained perfectly fine. The slamming of the door could be heard through the awkward silence between the party guests. Then came the banging of the fist and the rattling of the door knob. The only way it seem that his father would get in if he had kicked down the door. And the old man probably couldn't do that. Well too bad for him! All he seemed to care about was work! It seemed when he wanted Asuran to attend something he would be really nice to him, but then he would turn back to the old grouch. No. He wasn't going to put up with that crap anymore!

Changing into a part of jeans and a shirt, he reached over for a coat. He knew it was raining out so he had better keep warm or catch a cold. Plus he knew if someone saw him running down the street in formal wear they might be thinking something happened, and the last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself. It was bad enough that his father would be looking for him, but he also didn't need the police pulling him over and talking to him. So just regular street clothes would do the best, that and the suit seemed to be getting a little to small for him. It would probably slow down his running. Putting the coat on over his shoulders and buckling the straps so the rain would get him and make him cold.

Throwing a backpack onto his bed, he grabbed a few things in it. A changes of clothes, tooth paste, tooth brush, hair brush, mp3 player, cell phone, and his trusty wallet. He found himself basically set. The banging on the door was beginning to give him a headache already. "SHUT UP WITH THE BANGING OLD MAN!" he barked at his father. This was the first time that Asuran had disrespected his father, but to Asuran he seemed to deserve it. Throwing the backpack over his shoulder he went over to the balcony.

Opening the door, quietly he felt the wind hammer against his body. This would be somewhat tough. Silently closing the door behind, so his father wouldn't hear that he was sneaking out of the house. It would be must hard to run when someone knew your escape route. The rain hit his face, it was cold. He had no idea how he was going jump down from the balcony when it was raining and with winds like this. It was almost suicidal, but no Asuran would never think of suicide. His mother had taught him never to think that way, and always say that the hardest battle in life was life itself.

"This Friday couldn't get any worse. And here I thought Fridays were suppose to be good."

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.x. Author's Note .x.
Semi-cliffy! Alright! After a long break I finally got this chapter up! I would like more review than last time. My friends love this fanfiction so far. My one friend Zags, didn't like Gundam SEED before, still doesn't but stays she likes my story. I would've added the more parts with Yzak in the last few parts, but then my chapter would be way longer! And I think it is long enough. I really hoped you enjoyed this chapter, and please review! I only received one review! Flames are not welcome. Also, since Kira and Asuran aren't going to get back together, I need some ideas who he should end up with. My friend suggested him ending up with Mwu in a teacher x student relationship, but I don't know. I need you to help me decide! All it takes is a minute or two, clearly it took me over five hours to type this. Well R&R!