A/N: I thought it would be interesting if there was a story where Fllay lives but Kira chooses Lacus. So here it is! Of course, if I get really good reasons to make it KxF, I might.

Disclaimer: What makes you think a kid owns Gundam Seed?

Prologue

Fllay lay on her bed thinking. She lived in ORB for now, where her father's house still stood despite the shocking damage ORB had received during the war.

She couldn't stop thinking of what she had been through. She had nearly been killed twice over the past month in an hour. She relived the moment she realised she was going to have to pay for all her wrongdoings, for using Kira so relentlessly.

The Gundam she knew Commander Le Crueset piloted aimed at the Dominion's escape shuttle and fired. She couldn't believe he had done that. To her, he was like her father, and it blinded her to his real intentions. Nonetheless, she trusted Kira to save her… again.

It dawned on her that she had always been depending on Kira during her time on the Archangel. He had never failed her-no, he had never failed them, all of them on the ship. He kept them alive. He kept her alive.

She was right. Kira made it in time, blocking the deadly beam with the shield of his new Gundam. It looked very much like the Strike, so much that Fllay never doubted who was piloting it. She stared out of the window, hoping, knowing it was wishful thinking, but still hoping, that she could see Kira. She knew he saw her. She just knew it.

Then, a strange feeling passed through her. A shout came from the front, from those who were paying more attention to the battle. One of the weird individual pods was directly above them, preparing to fire. She knew that Kira wouldn't make it this time.

She realised then that this was retribution. She had escaped punishment the first time, but her just deserts would not leave her alone until she had paid for all her crimes. She was ready, though. She wasn't about to deny that she was in the wrong.

But Kira was faster than she had thought. His shield swept over the escape pod as easily as swinging an umbrella over a head. Once again, she found herself in his debt. She would be eternally grateful to him. Right then, she thought that if she didn't apologise to Kira face to face, she would not rest in peace for the rest of her days.

This gave her resolve, and when the escape pod docked with the Archangel, she ran to the bridge, intending to talk to Kira immediately. Unfortunately, they were still in a middle of a battle, and she found herself sent away.

She was too tired to protest, even when the entire crew of the Dominion ended up in Archangel's cells with her. She knew it was only a precaution. The captain was preoccupied, and the rest of the crew was just following the rules. It didn't matter. She would soon get to see Kira again.

She didn't realise how wrong she was then. She hardly glimpsed Kira before ORB officers arrested them and interrogated them. They wanted to know how the EA got their hands on nuclear technology. And the rest of the crew identified her as the one who handed it to Azreal.

Soon, she would be on trial for her life. She hadn't had the details as to who was to judge, who was her defence attorney, and all that. She only had been allowed to return to her old home, nothing else. A maid brought her daily necessities. She was not allowed to step out of the yard.

Often, she wondered why nobody else had been to see her, but she guessed that they had been forbidden as well. She would give anything to talk to Kira, even if it was only for half a minute.

"Miss Fllay?" came a muffled voice from the other side of the door. "You have permitted visitors."

Fllay's heart leapt. Here she was thinking about Kira and visitors and now… "Who is it, Nel?"

"I don't know." The voice seemed further away now, as though its owner was heading off. "You'll have to see for yourself."

Fllay had already swung herself out of bed before the sentence was finished. She hastily slipped on her shoes and took the stairs outside two at a time. Upon reaching the living room, and finding no one there, she thought Nelia had lied to her to provoke her. Then she heard voices in the kitchen and realised she jumped to a conclusion.

Anxiously, she hoped that it was Kira, but it could easily be Sai, or Miriallia, or even that hated tough-girl Cagalli, though she hoped not. She paused at the door, took a deep breath, and went in.

A/N: Okay, this is the prologue. Here's something important: KxF fans, if you give me too much trouble, then I'll for sure make it KxL and vice versa. So you get the picture. And this story may only be updated after some time, as I'm currently preoccupied with my Seventh Tower fanfic. Please review!