You Know You Wanna

Athrun/Kira; some Cagalli/Athrun

Rating: M

a/n Well, here's that "part II" I talked about. I know it's been a month since I said I'd have something new up; uh, sorry I didn't. I can't do everything at once, and school always comes before hobbies. Here's Part II, anyway. I hope it's up to par; I haven't written anything in a long time… Flames will be used to stylize my purple jeep wrangler.

update - May 2008: I wreaked that jeep last December. XD Totaled it. No flames, either way, though. Haha haha ha...

2: You Really Wanna

Athrun patiently drummed his fingers on the coffee table, white receiver pressed hard against his ear. "No…yes…of course…no….no…yes…Would you stop asking me that? Yes!"

This was exactly how the conversation between Athrun and Cagalli had sounded for the past two and a half hours. It was now 8:00 a.m. Kira was still passed out in his school-girl uniform and tangled underneath the bedsheets. Athrun's stomach protested that he drop the argument for now and find some grub, but he merely drummed his fingers faster. Food can wait. Cagalli laughed, a high-pitched broken sound that made a chill run down Athrun's spine. Why did women have to be so evil?

"You think that's going to hook me?" she said, dominance oozing over every word (it was clear who had control of the situation,) "My brother is as dumb as an ox. Getting out of a week of class would be nice, but not if my classes won't have the same grades as is expected of me. Would you do the homework? I know you're not stupid."

Athrun frowned. "Kira isn't stupid, Cagalli. He can do the work efficiently."

"Efficiency isn't excellence, Athrun. I need excellence. If you'll do it, that ups your chances of me saying yes by 50 percent."

Only fifty? Bitch… This entire ordeal was turning out to be nothing more than a giant, useless bargain. Athrun momentarily thought about calling off the whole thing, but the dark, adventurous, Scorpio side of him quickly abolished the idea. Seeing Kira act like a girl was still the greater side of the deal. He even cracked a grin at the thought. "What else do you want?"

A short silence followed on the other end. Cagalli said softly, "I want you to fuck me."

Athrun nearly dropped the phone. Oh, wait—he did just drop the phone. "Did you just say what I thought you—?"

"Fuck. Me. Yes, I did. No, this isn't a joke. But it's not serious either. I'm not 'in love' with you, or whatever. I just…You see, there was this party the other night, in Chelsea, and I—"

"What the hell were you doing in Chelsea?"

"None of your damn business!"

"… …Okay…continue."

"There was this gay boy dancing under the flashing lights of some 80's club—and I don't know why I was in an 80's club, I hate the 80's—but anyway, I was watching him, his dancing, you know, and…I got his attention."

"But he was gay, right? Gay-gay? As in homosexual?"

"God, I don't know why I'm telling you this… You're just another dense male, like all the rest of them."

Athrun sighed. Cagalli was definitely an attention-whore. To get her to continue, Athrun said, "Fine. Cagalli, I've known you since I was seven. I'm listening and trying not to be dense now, so finish your story." He hated admitting to something he wasn't. He did for his own sake. "I really do wanna know what a gay guy has to do with you…and me…doing…"

He could almost hear Cagalli's grin. "Go on. Say it."

"You know what it is. You already said it. Just finish telling me about your evening."

Cagalli mumbled something about Athrun being too fucking chivalrous all the time, but he ignored the remark because she finally picked up where she'd left off: "He noticed me noticing him, so he came over and said hello. I said hey back. He told me about his English major at NYU, and I told him about my pink Volks Wagon Beetle. One thing led to another—like him leading me to his apartment…and…well…we did it."

"But you said he was gay!"

"I thought he was. But he was just in a gay bar, like me. We're not gay."

"And apparently you're not together, either...?"

"Well, he was very attractive, and you know what they say about attractive men…"

"No, I don't."

"You've never heard the phrase about the white couch?"

"No."

"Nevermind, it's not important. Turns out that even though losing my virginity was great, and we were nearly perfect for each other, his wife found out about the gay bar thing—I'm not sure if she knows about me or not—and now she's suing him for a divorce."

"So, you had sex with a married man whom you hardly knew because you'd just met him in a gay bar…" Athrun was only just beginning to think of all the horrible repercussions that could come from such an act. "…and you ruined his life."

"Hey; he wanted it just as much as I did. We were like two doves, flying higher and higher and higher up into the wild and passionate world beyond the center of my sun…"

Athrun rolled his eyes. Cagalli was sighing romantically. Athrun blinked and wondered when Cagalli had decided to show her ditzy, girly side to the world. "Still, what does that have to do with me? You don't like me."

"No, I don't. Not like that; but Athrun, I need it."

"No," Athrun said, feeling his frown returning, "don't say that. You don't 'need' sex."

"Yes I do. And, well, you're my friend, and you're a boy, so I figured…"

I will call the whole thing off if she's going to be reckless like that… "I can't do that, Cagi." Maybe then wasn't the best time to use the long-outdated nickname… He didn't care. "I can't."

"You won't get your little gender-switcher sandwich, then." For some reason, her saying this irked Athrun a little. "You won't ever get to see Kira in a skirt again. Ever." Dammit, that was irking him too; worse, even!

Athrun fell back onto the couch and closed his eyes. His mind wandered for a minute, and he thought he could still hear Cagalli's voice telling him something that was obviously unimportant, but he couldn't really hear it. He murmured that he'd call her back with an answer after some thought. The line went dead. So think he did.

He pondered his own virginity for a while. Like all of his friends said: Did he truly want to go to college without having banged someone first? Wasn't that what high school teenagers/young adults did in modern society? He'd never felt the urge before. All he cared about were his grades and his reputation. He'd kissed girls before, but they either never wanted to go farther, or they just didn't let him know.

He thought about Kira, too, ironically. He wanted to think about their kiss last night, and about how (he thought) he'd wanted to go farther then… That's where those thoughts ended abruptly. Making Kira look like a fairy yesterday had made him giddy, like he was drunk. He was sober enough now to know the difference, right?

He didn't want to kiss Kira again. That was unlike him in more than ten ways. And, after some more thought, he found that he might actually like kissing Cagalli. She was Kira's twin after all, right? So it would be okay then. No!

That thought started to go down an unpleasant road involving making Cagalli look like Kira. Athrun filed it to the back of his dark mind for later analysis. It could be useful in the future considering what he was about to do.

Another couple hours had passed—(where the hell was Kira?)—and Athrun decided to call Cagalli back. All he got was her voice message, so after the beep he said, "Cagalli? It's Athrun. I've decided to agree to your terms. Tomorrow is Monday, right? So Kira can go in your place as you then, to keep it an even week. Our school has already let out for the summer, so don't worry about him. Um, I think it would be a good idea for you to come over and explain your daily routine to him, okay? I'll talk to you later. Bye." Immediately after he'd ended the message, his stomach reminded him of its earlier proposition. This time Athrun agreed.

Kira slowly opened his eyes, seeing first the small, white hills of pillows scattered about his head, then the color of their gray carpet, and then the mirror on the back of their bathroom door.

…But who was screaming? And why? It was a very shrill sound, to say the least, and Kira didn't like it when people screamed.

Oh. He was the one making that awful screeching. And it didn't take him two seconds longer to figure out why he was screaming—he'd seen his reflection.

Athrun's footsteps thudded quickly from their adjacent living room and he was instantly standing in the doorway, probably wondering what in the world had attacked Kira. He had a bag of chips in one hand and a diet Nestea in the other. When he saw Kira huddled under the sheets with a pillow clenched tightly up to his chin, Athrun blinked. There was nothing else in the room. Kira glared daggers at the puzzled, blue-haired boy.

"YOU did this to me, didn't you!? Fix it now! I want my hair back, and I want my clothes back, and I don't want to be in this fucking female contraption any fucking more!"

"Calm down," Athrun said, shaking his head and laughing softly. He didn't look tired at all. Kira, however, felt quite tired. "You know I can't magically make your hair grow back. What happened to the 'I love my new haircut!' thing yesterday?"

"My shoulders hurt… I think I slept on them wrong… It's a girl's haircut, you ass!"

Athrun laughed again. The nerve of that jerk… "If it makes you feel any better, remember your half of the deal and get over it. You have to dress like that for a solid week. You might as well get used to it." Athrun went over to the window.

Kira threw the pillow off to one side and scooted off the bed. He blushed when he realized his skirt was hiked up to his hip bones (what underwear?). Did Athrun see? If he did, Kira couldn't tell. Athrun seemed to be studying whatever was out the window.

"I'm going to take a shower," Kira said, hoping to gain Athrun's attention again. It didn't work. Athrun now had a troubled expression. "Oh my God, I'm gonna shoot myself! Athrun look, it's a gun! Argh!" All but blinking, Athrun was a statue. "Hey!" Kira said, louder, "My penis is in clear view and I am going to take a shower!"

This was when Kira realized that Athrun really wasn't paying attention. His friend turned from the window, walked right pass Kira's bare south of the boarder, down the steps, and out the door to the ground floor of the apartment. Kira snapped his gaping mouth shut. He hadn't actually wanted Athrun to look for that reason. It would've been funny. He liked embarrassing his roomie almost as much as Athrun liked embarrassing him. (And Athrun only liked it 'cause he knew it didn't bother Kira as much.) He sighed and shrugged now that the other boy wasn't in the room to be pestered. He slipped off his clothes and stepped into the bathroom.

Almost immediately, thoughts of his best friend come flooding back, thoughts of when he was smoothing the shaving cream onto Kira's legs, thoughts of the way that made Kira feel… What possessed Athrun to do such a thing?

Kira felt his skin burning. He shut the door to the bathroom and locked it should Athrun come back soon. The apartment had an excellent air-conditioning system, so even the bathroom stayed pleasantly cool throughout the summer. When he leaned his back against the black tiles of the wall, his skin turned icy. It was slick with sweat.

He thought of Athrun's baby-soft hair so close to his face, tickling his cheeks. The green of Athrun's eyes swallows everything, and he's lost in the moment. He could feel his heart beat racing already, and it wasn't slowing down. Kira gasped, and opened his eyes.

No. No more thoughts of Athrun. He forced himself through the shower beads and blasted his burning body with cold water. Slick, it slid down his shoulders and splashed across his weak eyes.

He was awake now. But that didn't stop his hand from moving of its own accord.

There was a knock at the bathroom door. Athrun's voice yelled over the rush of shower water: "Kira! Your sister's here. She's gonna show you how to be a woman."

Kira's heart skipped a few beats. He couldn't breathe, but not just because of the water. It was because more than just water now ran down his smooth legs and into the drain. He leaned his head against the tiles, breathed slowly. "I think I want you to show me that, Athrun," he said, even though he knew said boy wouldn't hear him over the rushing water.

a/n New chapters will come. I like this whole updating thing.

;Shaku;