"Sayren! It's a misunderstanding! I don't have another girlfriend!"

"Athrun, I trust you and all, but I can't do this. She was there! On your bed!"

Sayren walked away and left, to Paris.

"SAYREN!!"

But she didn't budge.

Athrun woke up panting.

"It was… a dream…" he mumbled.

He stood up and left to his bathroom to take a cold shower.

Athrun Zala looks like your typical rich player. He led a normal and happy life. He could get any girl to be his girlfriend, and had everything anyone could ever want.

But that's what people think…

On the other side, his life was full of sorrow, emptiness and darkness.

He once loved, a black-haired angel, whom until now, he still loves.

But because of a misunderstanding, she left and went abroad.

Athrun tried to reach her and all. But it was no use. She had rejected everything.

It's been about 3 years now. And Athrun hadn't been feeling well. Every night, the same dream would haunt him.

Lately, he vomits quite often. And a huge headache would taunt him. Sometimes when he couldn't withstand it, he would faint.

Athrun's condition has been droping. And it's because of one thing. Not a thing, but a person.

It was that girl, Sayren. He's love sick…

Sayren Vanellia Reed….

The lovely angel…

"Sayren, come back. Come back to me… Please…" Athrun whimpered. He cried during his bath.

Again and again, he kept calling her name. Hoping that she would hear him.

"Sayren.. I love you… Always and forever…" He cried out loud.

His parents had tried to heal him. They introduced rich girls to be him. But none of them, had been able to mend his heart.

Finally, they gave up and called Sayren to tell her about Athrun's condition.

"Hello?"



"Sayren?"

"Yes?..."

"This is Lenore Zala, Athrun's mother."

"Oh, yes? How can I help you?"

"You see, ever since you left, Athrun's been gloomy."

"…"

"And now, he's sick. He's been vomiting, and a huge headache has been taunting him. Sometimes he would faint. And his grades has been dropping."

"…"

"So, if you can please, come back here, to Japan. And let him explain to you what actually happened. We beg of you, Sayren. You're the only one he wants."

"I don't know… Please, let me think about it."

"Yes, please do. We'll wait for your response. Please, Sayren. We beg of you."

"Yes. Very well then. Have a good day."

She hung up. Sayren went to the bathroom and splashed cold water to her face. She stared at her reflection at the mirror.

flashback

"Athrun?! Who's that?!"

"Who? What?"

Athrun rushed up to his room, and found a girl on his bed, sexy and half naked.

"Who are you?"

"Athrun, its me! What do you mean you don't know me?"

"I really don't know who you are…"

Athrun and Sayren was taking a week off together in a beach hotel.

Sayren rushed out of the room and ran to the nearest taxi.

"Sayren!"

"Let me go! I can't believe you cheated on me!"

"I didn't! I swear I didn't!"

"Then?! Who was that girl?!"



"I don't know…"

"HUH! Yeah, right."

Sayren went in and left Athrun, truly guilty. He really had no idea who that was.

end of flashback

Sayren decided to give him another chance. It wasn't like him to be sick. He had always been fit.

So she left Paris, and to Japan, with a little light of hope.

Hi! This is my first fanfic!

I hope you guys like it!