AN: Since I am an obsessed Mwurrue fangirl, beware of fluff, sap, and other words that describe fluffy sappiness :)

Oh yeah spoiler warning for Destiny.

Episode Four: Mwu and Murrue

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In the studio for Talking to the Couples in Orb, a man and a woman in their twenties sat on the couch, unsure of what to do. Opposite them sat the host of the show.

MapleRose stared at the blond man sitting in front of her and gave a dreamy sigh. One could almost see the stars, sparkles, and hearts in her eyes, and the drool coming from the corner of her mouth.

Frankly, this reaction from the host scared the man she was staring at. Mwu leaned closer to the brunette woman beside him and whispered, "Is she all right?"

Murrue studied the dazed host and whispered back, "I think she's just zoned out, maybe daydreaming?"

"So uh, should we…"

Murrue checked her watch. "It's been two minutes, I think we'd better, or the show won't ever start."

Mwu nodded. He stood up and walked over to the host, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Uh, excuse me?"

But it had the opposite effect, as an excited squeal escaped her as she melted under his touch, falling farther into her daydream.

The blond man groaned in frustration. He looked at the young woman sitting in front of him and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"Hello? Are we starting this interview or what? If not, then we're leaving."

That seemed to work. The young hostess blinked and snapped back to reality. "Oh, sorry, I um, just had a fangirl reaction…" her voice trailed off.

"Is that like an allergic reaction?"

"Uh, well, sort of, but it's much more pleasant." MapleRose cleared her throat, "Yeah, um, so let's get started with the interview then."

Mwu raised a blond eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He walked back to the couch and sat back down, slung an arm across Murrue's shoulders, and waited expectantly.

"So uh, welcome to the show, I'm so glad that you could both make it. Let's start with the basic question," MapleRose cleared her throat again and avoided looking at her guest, in case she had another fangirl reaction. "Where did you guys meet?"

"Heliopolis," they both answered simultaneously. Looking at each other, they then started laughing.

"Sorry, I thought I was supposed to answer," Murrue told him, leaning against his shoulder.

"Ah, that's okay, great minds think alike, or so they say," he replied, laughing. Then he looked back to the host, waiting for the next question.

MapleRose found herself staring again. Shaking her head, she quickly glanced at her notes.

"I see. Um, so what did you think about each other, was it love at first sight?"

The couple looked at one another, silently discussing who should go first. Finally, Murrue answered.

"For me, no actually. Um, I," she paused and looked unsure. "Are you sure you want to know what I really thought about him?"

"Of course," answered the host. "Don't be shy about telling the truth. It's what this show is for after all."

"Relax Murrue," he assured her as well. "I won't get mad or anything if that's what you're worried about."

"Okay, if you really want to know…" she straighted up and continued. "Actually, when I first met Mwu, I thought he was an egotistical and irresponsible slacker who's in love with himself and loves to brag."

"Hey!" her boyfriend protested with feigned offense.

Murrue merely shrugged. "Well, you wanted the truth. I mean, you kept on proclaiming that you're the man who can 'make the impossible possible'. If that's not egotistical, I don't know what is."

Mwu sighed. "Okay, I guess…but where did the 'irresponsible slacker' part come from?"

Murrue laughed. "Does it bother you that much? I said I thought you were irresponsible, what with how you acted like nothing was wrong and didn't seem to take anything seriously. But soon I saw that you were one of the most reliable person I've ever met," she patted his hand in assurance.

"What about you, Mwu-san, what did you think about Murrue-san when you first met her?"

"Hmm." Mwu looked at the woman sitting beside him, looking her up and down as if studying her. Then, he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I could tell you… but I don't think you'd want to know."

Murrue rolled her eyes. "Yeah… I figured you'd say something like that…and you're right, I don't think I want to know."

The host sighed and shook her head. "I think we get the idea."

Then she remembered something from the last episode, and couldn't resist asking. "What about Natarle-san, what did you think of her when you first met her?"

"Natarle?" Mwu looked confused, "What about her?"

But Murrue wasn't one bit confused. She'd heard about what Natarle had said about her Mwu.

"Just because that woman can't find a guy on her own, she—"

"Okay, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we have to move on," before things get ugly, or worse, before those Lohengrin jokes start.

"So um," MapleRose flipped through her notes, "When did you get, you know, serious about each other?"

Murrue snorted. "Well, when I saw him ogling over me, I knew he was serious."

That answer made Mwu laugh. "Oh come on, do you really think I'm that shallow?" he asked, pretending to sound hurt.

"Don't pretend to be so innocent. I saw you gawking."

"Yet you didn't do anything about it, Cap'n," he winked. She looked away, blushing, causing him to laugh again.

"But seriously, when she came to the hangar, asking me not to leave, I was so happy because she cared about me," he told the host.

"Is that why you came back then?" asked MapleRose, referring to the incident at JOSH-A.

"Yup!" he replied. "Of course, I came back for her."

MapleRose felt all soft and squishy inside hearing those words, and almost went fangirl again. But she quickly pinched herself and brought the fangirl in her under control, for the time being anyway.

Murrue blushed and smiled to herself. "Yes well… I was sad to see him leave… I think that was when I realized…" she trailed off, blushing. "I have to admit, I was really surprised to see him show up on my bridge in the middle of a battle, but I don't think I was ever so glad to see someone."

Then she turned to the man beside her and smiled. "Thank you Mwu. You saved us from being microwaved," she giggled, "Though I must say it was quite an entrance that you've made. I thought you were some crazy idiot trying to pull off a stupid stunt."

"Hey, I pulled it off, didn't I?" he protested. "I didn't exactly have many options you know, so I did what I could."

Murrue shook her head, a smile tugging at her corners. "You really are crazy and hopeless."

"Thank you."

Murrue rolled her eyes and beckoned for the host to continue.

"Oh," MapleRose snapped out of her trance. "Right. About your first kiss, it was on the bridge of the Archangel, right?" Both of the guests nodded in confirmation, though there was a tint spreading on Murrue's cheeks.

"Hmm, I have to say, it was very smooth of you Mwu-san, pulling a kiss out of nowhere like that," said MapleRose.

"Why thank you," Mwu grinned proudly.

"Though, it wasn't exactly the most romantic spot, is it…" the host continued.

Mwu shrugged. "Hey, it was in a middle of the war, you try finding a more romantic spot."

"Well, true," MapleRose replied, "But you could've waited for a more romantic setting like, oh say a sunset or something."

"We were busy that time, there weren't too many moments when we were alone," Mwu explained, sounding slightly defensive.

MapleRose giggled. "But you got caught anyway."

At that, Murrue's face flushed as she hid her face in Mwu's shoulder. Mwu just laughed.

"Yes, yes we got caught, but it doesn't matter."

"Not to you…" Murrue mumbled into his shirt.

"Why, didn't you like the kiss?" Mwu asked her with feigned offense.

"I," she looked flustered, "It's not that I didn't like the kiss, but the crew saw us, and…"

"Heh, don't mind her," Mwu told the host, "She's still embarrassed about it."

"And apparently, nothing embarrasses you," Murrue retorted.

Mwu laughed again. "True. But I don't know what you're still so embarrassed about Darlin'," he kissed the top of her head. "I mean, after all that we've done together, like that night at—"

"Okay!" MapleRose interrupted before too much information that she'd rather not know about was revealed. "Let's fast forward to Colony Mendel. How did you react to the news of Mwu-san being injured?"

"Oh," Murrue lifted her head to look at the host. "I, I was surprised I guess, then I got kind of scared that even the great Mwu la Flaga got injured," she admitted.

Mwu patted her hand and told the host, "Nah, it was just a scratch. She worries too much."

"As for me, it wasn't exactly fun though. I couldn't do anything except eat and sleep," he sighed. "I snuck out to find Murrue a couple of times, but then I get caught and placed back into confinement."

"Come on, it wasn't 'confinement', it was for your own good that they wanted to monitor your condition for a few days."

Mwu made a face. "I had to sleep in the sick bay for those three days, they won't even let me sleep in Murrue's room. Those were the darkest days of my life, I tell you." He made a dramatic gesture, which made Murrue laugh.

"Oh stop being so overdramatic!" she swatted at his arm.

"Who's being overdramatic? I'm telling the truth," he insisted.

Murrue rolled her eyes and ignored his theatrics. Turning to the host now, she spoke up, "But I guess it wasn't all bad. We had some time alone together, and he told me about his father and his childhood."

"Aww, he told you about his childhood? That's so sweet!" MapleRose exclaimed.

"It is?" Murrue was confused.

"Of course! Because it means he really cares about you," MapleRose explained. "I mean, guys usually only tell women they love about their past."

"Oh," Murrue looked away and blushed.

"Hmm, it's true," Mwu took this opportunity and kissed her, "I do love you Murrue."

MapleRose let out a dreamy sigh and the fangirl in her almost escaped again. "You're so lucky Murrue-san…"

Before Murrue could reply, Mwu spoke up, "Oh no, I'm the lucky one, to have her by my side."

Murrue smiled to herself and leaned into Mwu.

"Oh, you're good," MapleRose commented.

Mwu laughed and winked at MapleRose, which caused her to melt into a puddle of fangirl goo. "Yes, I know."

Murrue looked at him. "Yes, I suppose he is rather charming and sweet most of the time. And sometimes he's rather annoying… But then there are those times when he's just a plain jerk."

"A jerk? Who me?" Mwu looked appalled. And the host was curious at that comment too and asked Murrue to elaborate.

"Well," she started, folding her arms, "Like the time that he promised to be 'right back', bringing victory back with him."

"You know," he protested softly, "Technically I didn't promise to be back, I mean, I didn't say 'I promise'. I just said that I'll be back."

She huffed, "It's the same thing."

He sighed in defeat. "Yeah I know…and I'm sorry Murrue. But you know, I couldn't exactly just sit back while I watched the Archangel—and you—get blown to pieces, now can I?"

"And you think it was fun for me to watch you get blown to pieces?"

"No…" he exhaled again. "But really, I didn't have too many options at the time."

Murrue sighed as well. "Yeah… I guess so…I shouldn't really be angry with you for that. I'm sorry Mwu," she took his hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.

He smiled softly. "Besides, I did keep my promise by coming back, didn't I?"

"Yeah, well, you said 'right back', not 'two years'," she teased.

"Hey I came back, and that's what's important, right?"

"Mwu-san," MapleRose interrupted, "How did you survive anyways? I mean, that explosion looked quite fatal." Then at Murrue's dismayed look, she quickly added, "Not that I'm not glad you somehow survived. I'm just curious, as I'm sure most of our viewers are."

"Heh, well," he scratched his head, "I'm not exactly sure really. I don't really remember. But I think it had something to do with plot holes, special editions, producers, scriptwriters, and contracts, and perhaps some tips from Kira and Waltfeld." He shrugged, "I did always tell everyone I could make the impossible possible." Then he turned to Murrue with a smug grin, "See, I told you I could, now do you believe me?"

She sighed. "Yes Mwu, I guess I believe you. I mean, even I can't understand how you could've survived that, especially without a helmet in the middle of space…unless you really made the impossible possible." Then she smiled, "But I guess I don't really care how you did it, as long as you're here."

Then she looked away, as if remembering something. "But you're still a jerk, not remembering me, and denying who you are."

He exhaled. "I know…But that wasn't my fault either! Explosions tend to leave side effects you know. I mean, look at Waltfeld, he's lost an arm and leg."

"What about Kira?" asked MapleRose. "He survived a couple of explosions, and he didn't seem to lose anything."

"Oh, they told me that Kira was underage."

" 'They?'" asked Murrue. "Who are 'they'?"

"The people who brought me back to life, something along the lines of scriptwriter I think," he answered vaguely and shrugged. "I'm not really sure myself."

"Oh."

"Mwu-san, I have to agree with Murrue-san there though," MapleRose pulled them back on topic, "You were kind of a jerk, making Murrue-san cry like that."

Mwu winced. Apparently he had been chewed out on this topic a lot.

"Okay, fine, I know I was a jerk. I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of. But it was all in exchange for my life back with Murrue. I swear I didn't know what I was getting myself into when I signed that contract."

There was that reference to the mysterious contract and those mysterious people again. MapleRose decided not to go into that, so she decided to change the topic.

"And that hair…No offense Mwu-san, but I don't think you look good with long hair."

He laughed. "Yeah, you're right. I like shorter hair better too. It uses so much less shampoo and makes me look so much more masculine. That's why I cut it, see?" he ran a hand through his short blond curls.

"Yeah," MapleRose sighed, smiling while staring at him again. "I see that. And I see that you got rid of that ugly helmet thing too. That, the long hair, and white gloves reminded me too much of Rau le Creuset."

Mwu wrinkled his nose in distaste and shuddered at the idea of becoming like that other blond guy. "It wasn't my idea. Part of the contract."

"I see…" MapleRose made a mental note to herself to check up on that mysterious contract later.

"So anyway," said MapleRose, flipping through her notes and decided to get back to the interview. "Why didn't you fly away when Murrue-san let you go?"

Mwu pulled Murrue closer to him. "Because I didn't want to leave my Murrue again."

Murrue blushed. "You, you didn't even remember who I was then."

"But part of me remembered," he objected.

"Yeah, I know, you told me," she smiled. "He's like a boomerang, always returning to me no matter what."

He laughed. "Well, that's one way of putting it."

"But you aren't leaving again, right?"

"I don't plan to Darlin'," he replied, brushing his lips against her cheek.

MapleRose zoned out into semi-fangirl mode again. She was snapped back to reality at the beep from her headphones reminding her that time was almost up. She cleared her throat and asked the last question.

"So, any plans for the future? Like kids, maybe?"

"K-Kids?" Murrue was quite taken aback by that question. She blushed at that thought. "Maybe one day…but—"

"But first we'll have to get married, right?" Mwu finished for her with a wink that made her blush grow redder.

"I, I was gonna say that Mwu isn't responsible enough to be a father yet," she mumbled, trying to hide the grin on her face.

He laughed and hugged her. "Maybe you're right. Besides, I don't think I'm ready to share you yet."

The fangirl in MapleRose was getting harder and harder to control. As she got ready to wrap up the show, a thought suddenly occurred to her.

"Hey you know what I just realized Murrue-san? If you do get married, then Rau le Creuset would be like your father-in-law. And so would Rey Za Burrel for that matter."

Murrue looked horrified at this realization, and Mwu pretended to gag.

"I'd rather not think about that," he told the host.

"Yeah…It'd be a strange family reunion, that's for sure…"

MapleRose's headphones beeped again, remind her that time was up. So she turned to the camera and smiled happily.

"This episode was actually pretty peaceful wasn't it? I hope you enjoyed it as much as they enjoyed sharing—and as much as I enjoyed watching. For the next show, due to popular demand, we've managed to chase down Athrun Zala and Cagalli Yula Athha. And hopefully, things will be as peaceful as they were this time."

As the lights dimmed and the credits started rolling, Mwu pulled Murrue into his embrace and kissed her.

Seeing this, MapleRose let out an excited squeak and finally had another fangirl reaction.

AN: wow, MapleRose sure is an obsessed fangirl isn't she :) and I'm sure the fangirl in her would probably scare Mwu...and Murrue too... I think if MapleRose didn't love Murrue so much (in a purely platonic way of course), she would be very jealous.

Wow, this chapter turned out so long! (it probably won't be this long again) 'cause MapleRose just has so much to say to them.

The part about men only revealing their past to women they care about comes from Air Summer Special. I thought about it, and it's true.

I couldn't help poking fun at Destiny too. The contract and stuff comes from my one-shot "How to Survive Fatal Explosions". And yes, I do like Mwu so much better with shorter hair... and his Destiny appearance does make him look Creuset-ish ;)

The last bit I can't resist, just an observation I've made: www. geocities. com/mwurrue/ artOT6.html