Hope
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Going home was not an option for Lacus Clyne, remembering her beloved house was not a beautiful mansion as it was. Returning to bloody ruins that reminded her of terrible past and her father's death would be too painful. The Clyne faction ended along with the Natural and Coordinator dispute, and as well as her duties as their leader. She glanced at the brown haired boy in front of her, too young to experience war and too mature to ever overlook the repercussions.
"We can go somewhere far away," She suggested to him. "We can make more good memories... and be happy."
When he didn't answer, she sat next to him and gently held his hands. He turned to look at her, an uneasy smile tugging at his lips.
"Is happiness to be found in a future that is grasped with blood stained hands, Lacus?"
She froze, never expected for her own words to come and backfire at her. War was like a dream, spending too long inside started to make everything lost its perspective while claiming that it's been clearer from this side all along. It could make your whole world turned upside down, and when all choices seemed impossible, Kira Yamato looked at his hands.
"Tell me Kira," Lacus started slowly, tracing the lines in his hand with her delicate fingers. "Are you defined by your past alone?"
"I'm not, even if that's true."
"Can you make me happy?"
"I can," He said, pausing to cup her face, "And I will."
"Then I'll entrust my future to you, if you will entrust yours to me."
He kissed her then, and she kissed him back without any hesitation, not minding about the hands that cupped her face, has also brought death as well. She could live with it if he could.