Dearka & Miriallia

Book II

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Chapter 11

Us

Dearka stood from his seat and headed up the stairs. As he walked into Miriallia's room he saw someone waiting for him. "What do you want?"

The annoyance in his voice was evident as he moved toward his bag that Meg had brought to the room. He no longer cared about one of the most basic rules of humanity, 'be kind to your elders.'

Dearka felt the man rush him and they both hit the wall. Dearka cried out in anger, "what the hell is your problem!"

"I told you before I wanted you out of my daughters' life and I wasn't joking," Mr. Haw's gruff voice came.

Miriallia, Annabella and Mrs. Haw all heard the loud thud coming from the room above them. As Miriallia and her mother jumped up to go upstairs, Meg entered the room.

"Meg, please watch Annabella for us," Mrs. Haw ordered as she and Miriallia move quickly up the stairs.

"I wouldn't do this if I were you," Dearka warned.

"Well you're not me, are you?" he yelled.

"Daddy, let him go!" Miriallia cried when she entered the room.

"Oh my God, what do you think you're doing?" her mother screamed.

Dearka felt the pain as he was being forced against the wall again and began to get angrier. Although, he was more irritated at the fact he hadn't seen it coming than that it had happened at all.

"Some top soldier I am, maybe it was better I lost that rank," he thought at his stupidity for letting his guard down.

"I want this guy out of our home. I don't want him anywhere near our daughter or thanks to him, grandchildren!" he hollered.

Miriallia now had tears streaming down her face. "Daddy please stop!"

"You had better let me go," Dearka gave one last warning.

"Oh yeah, and why is that?" Mr. Haw demanded.

"Because I could kill you with my bare hands you moron!" Dearka threatened.

He felt the grip on his shirt loosen and was knocked back into the wall, but this time it was Miriallia rushing into his arms. He looked down on her with a small smile indicating he was all right, Miriallia looking relieved.

"Get out," Mrs. Haw said softly making everyone turn to see if they had heard her correctly.

"What?" Mr. Haw questioned in confusion.

Mrs. Haw turned her back on the three of them. "I said get out! If you aren't going to treat them with respect then I want you out of my house."

"And where is it you'd like me to go?" he yelled.

"I don't care where you go. Maybe you can ask your sister if she'll take you in, but knowing how rude you are to HER husband, I'm sure that won't be an option either," Mrs. Haw stated and then headed out the door without even looking back.

"Now look what you've done! Ever since you met my daughter, my family has been ravaged by you," Mr. Haw said through gritted teeth.

"Don't blame me for your inability to adapt to change," Dearka said in his authoritative voice.

Miriallia hugged him tighter and buried her tear stained face into his shirt. As Dearka watched Mr. Haw leave the room, he lifted Miriallia's head up. "I'm sorry that I threatened your father. I know you love him regardless of what he says or does."

Dearka could understand that all too well. Even though his parents had beaten him down, he still loved them and he knew they loved him also. Miriallia sighed and released her grip on Dearka before walking to the bed.

"It's okay. He didn't leave you much of a choice. Why don't we just lie down together, if you feel up to it, I could maybe make it up to you," she said with a small smile gracing her features.

Dearka didn't argue as he closed the door to her room and hit the lock. He had waited a long time to be with her again. And it felt right to start their life off from where it taken pause thanks to the EAF. Neither of them wasted any time as they got on the bed.

"Are you sure this is okay though?" he asked cautiously.

"It's safe. Nothing will happen to the baby so don't worry," she said calming his nerves.

"That's not really what I meant," he said nodding his head toward the door.

"Oh," she realized knowing what he was talking about.

"It's not that I don't want to, but after what just happened I'm not so sure it's such a good idea," he finished.

"It's fine, we're getting married and having another baby. It's not like my mother doesn't know we're having sex and my father just has to deal with it," she replied.

With that said, he gratified her every desire and his as well. The two felt as though they had never been apart and when it ended they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

A Few Hours Later…

Dearka woke up and gently moved out of Miriallia's embrace. He didn't want to leave her arms, but felt he needed to see if things were all right with her mother whom he assumed had been watching Belle while they were upstairs.

Grabbing some clean clothes from his bag and changing into them he watched Miriallia roll from her side and onto her back again. She was so adorable carrying the new baby that it made him smile.

He headed out the door and looked back for a moment to stare at her beautiful figure. "How did I get so lucky?"

Dearka noticed the master bedroom door open but saw nobody inside making him nervous that Miriallia's father was roaming around somewhere in the house just waiting to pounce and torture him some more. He walked down the stairwell and saw Belle playing with all her old toys on the floor in the living room.

The sight brought another smile to his face and he couldn't believe how perfect she was and soon he would get to experience what it must have been like to watch Belle as a baby.

"Well there's no sign of him down here, I guess I'm safe for now," he thought making his way into the living room.

Mrs. Haw looked up from her book and smiled at the young man making an entrance. "Did you sleep well dear?"

Dearka blinked with an innocent look on his face before answering. She was such a nice woman and he was really happy that he would get someone like her as a mother-in-law.

"Yes I did, thank you," he replied as he sat on the ground to play with Belle and her blocks.

"This little girl is going to be an engineer or an architect the way she plays with those blocks," Mrs. Haw stated while looking back down at her book.

"Daddy, please play with me," Belle said looking up at him.

"Sure Belle," he said softly grabbing a block and helping her build the castle she was working on.

Dearka looked around the room and out into the foyer when he hadn't heard any other sounds coming from the home. Mrs. Haw looked up from her book and noticed his concern.

"He's not here anymore. He went to stay with his sister. I'm surprised she even allowed him to go there when he called her earlier. I was going to let him stay, but he heard you and Miriallia and I had to kick him out before he did something inappropriate again," she said.

"You heard us?" Dearka asked with the look of horror in his eyes and the embarrassment evident on his cheeks.

"Old house and thin walls," she said with a grin.

Dearka buried his face in his hands forcing Belle to pull at his arms to get him to play with her again. "Daddy, keep building please."

He let his hands fall from his face slowly and began helping Belle with her project again trying to avoid the stare he felt from Mrs. Haw. "I'm really sorry about that. We shouldn't have…"

"Oh don't be ridiculous. It's none of our business what the two of you do behind closed doors. You're both adults now and you're getting married after all," Mrs. Haw said moving her eyes back down to her book.

He still felt uncomfortable knowing she had heard them in bed together. It was probably the last thing any parent wanted to know about. Even though they knew it was happening, it was better if they didn't know when it was happening.

"Mr. Haw must be even more thrilled with me now," Dearka said feeling defeated.

"You did well the last time you were here, but I can't say that Miriallia's condition wasn't going to make him change his mind about you. I know you were starting to grow on him a little. Especially after you left to search for Annabella and Miriallia because of some of the things he said after you left.

But now, I honestly can't lie to you and say that he is going to accept you as part of the family anymore. He forgets that he and I were no better when we were your ages, but that doesn't matter to him. The fact is you and Miriallia are still not married and you are still and always will be a Coordinator and a ZAFT soldier, two things he's not too fond of."

"I'm no better than he is," Dearka admitted.

Without anyone realizing it, Miriallia had come down the stairs and into the foyer pausing when she heard Dearka speaking with her mother.

"How so?" Mrs. Haw inquired.

"Even now I'm not too fond of Naturals. To tell the truth you and Miriallia are the only ones I feel comfortable around. I can't even imagine having to live among them all the time and that's one of my biggest fears that Miriallia will ask me to leave ZAFT and move here to Orb. I don't know what I would do then," he replied.

Upon hearing his confession, Miriallia walked through the doorway. Her mother looked up and greeted her with a smile on her face.

"Hello sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" she asked her daughter.

"Yes I did, but I was wondering what happened to my partner in crime," she said with a smirk.

"Oh for the love of… You knew they could hear everything?" he snipped at her.

"Where's dad?" Miriallia asked avoiding the question.

"He went to your Aunt's. He'll be back in a few days once he's calmed down a bit so it's just the four of us until then," her mother replied.

Dearka was red in the face from the embarrassment that overtook him again along with the annoyance that his fiancée had set him up for this kind of humiliating situation on purpose. Miriallia noticed the look on his face and laughed at him.

"Stop looking at me like that. You can't deny that you didn't enjoy it," she said teasing him.

"No, he can't deny that," Mrs. Haw chimed in.

"Is this how it's going to be from now on when I'm around the two of you? Are you both going to gang up on me and make me feel awkward?" he asked awaiting their response.

"Yup!" they both teased him at the same time.

"That's just great, I'm never going to have a moment's peace," Dearka said moving his attention back to Belle and the castle.

"I heard what you said about Naturals. Did you really mean it? Do you really think you wouldn't be able to live on Orb?" Miriallia asked in all seriousness.

Dearka stayed silent for a moment as he contemplated how to answer her question. She was in a very fragile state and he didn't want to upset her more than he had to.

"I'm not really sure. I would prefer not to live here if I had a choice. But I guess the question is do I have that choice?" he asked turning it around to her.

Mrs. Haw stood up and headed out of the room. "This sounds like a conversation that you two need to have alone."

Miriallia looked down at the floor and sighed in discontent. "Of course you have a choice. I was just hoping you would consider leaving ZAFT and moving here."

Dearka stood up from his spot with Belle and made his way to the sofa after Mrs. Haw exited the room. He knew it was going to be a long conversation and the floor was honestly not that comfortable.

"The PLANTs are all I know sweetie. And there isn't much else I can do but be a soldier," he answered.

Miriallia's eyes filled with tears as she held on to her hope for a future with Dearka on Orb. "Of course there are other things you could do. You could work for Orb as a pilot or even as a mobile suit developer. Or you could just stay home with the children and I could become a photographer again."

"Uh-uh," Dearka said shaking his head. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back into the couch with a sour look on his face.

"But why not?" Miriallia begged for an answer.

"Because I would be betraying the PLANTs by using my knowledge on the internal workings of the ZAFT mobile suits to help Orb. I also refuse to fight against my home if it came down to it again. I know you can relate to that. And to top it off, there's no way I'll let you work in such a dangerous job again. Or have you forgotten being a war photographer is what almost got you and Belle killed the first time around?"

"So what are you saying? I just shouldn't work?" Miriallia asked with a dangerous tone to her voice.

"I never said that Mir. I just said I didn't want you doing anything dangerous again," Dearka said cautiously with the realization that her mood had severely changed on him.

"But it's okay for you to do something dangerous?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"I…"

He was stumped and didn't know what to say to that. She trapped him with his own words and he was afraid that his response would send her over the edge. Miriallia tapped her foot on the ground while waiting for his answer.

"I hope you're not thinking its okay because you're a man," Miriallia warned.

"No! That's not what I meant. Stop putting words in my mouth Mir. I don't know what to say to appease your temper right now. It may sound wrong but I've been raised to believe that a man should take care of his family. You, Belle and that baby are my family and I'll do whatever I have to in order to keep you guys safe and happy, even if it means risking my own life."

"Dearka, you don't have to risk your life for us and we are already happy just having you with us. I don't know what I would do if I lost you again so I'm begging you to consider leaving ZAFT for me and for our children," Miriallia said.

Dearka could feel the walls closing in around him. He loved what he did and had no intention of leaving. He went through hell to stay with ZAFT and even took the demotion with grace and dignity. He was proud of who he had been and who he was becoming, but now she wanted him to give all that up.

"And what difference would it make if we moved to Orb and I worked for the Orb military? I'd still be in danger and then I really might be forced to fight against the only home I've ever known," he reasoned.

Miriallia hadn't thought of it that way when she suggested the job possibility. All she was thinking was what he could do so they could live happily in her home country. She hadn't been gone long, but she missed the feeling of the Earth's gravity as it enveloped her entire body. There was just something about feeling your feet firmly on the ground that made her feel stronger ever since Heliopolis' destruction two years prior.

"I don't want to go back there, Dearka. I want to stay here with you and the children. I want to be near my family and my friends and I want this new baby to have all the things Belle had when she was born, a place to call home and people who love him or her surrounding them," Miriallia said with fallen hopes.

Dearka looked up at her from where he was sitting the worried look setting across his features. How was he going to convince her now? She made it perfectly clear what she wanted and it wasn't the same thing he wanted.

"Look, let's not get worked up over this right now. We're here for a week and we can discuss this later when Belle is in bed and when we can both be more reasonable. A lot just happened since we walked through the door and I really don't have the energy to argue about this," he said praying she wouldn't bite his head off for the bold suggestion.

She stood there for a moment before answering him, pondering his proposal. "All right, we'll talk about this later if you promise to hear me out and not blow off the idea of living here all together."

Dearka nodded in agreement to her conditions and motioned for Miriallia to join him as he moved back to the floor with Belle. "You want to help us?"

"What are you two making?" Miriallia asked as she made herself comfortable next to Dearka.

"We're making a castle mommy," Belle answered clearly.

"A castle huh? I don't know how good my building skills are, but maybe I could place a block or two," Miriallia said in a soft motherly tone to her daughter.

The three of them continued to work with the blocks until dinner. After the peaceful gathering, Dearka and Miriallia helped Belle get ready for bed. Dearka walked into Belle's room first and realized Belle had grown a bit since she was there last.

"Uh-oh," Dearka said softly.

"What?" Miriallia asked following behind with Belle in her arms.

"Well, Belle grew quite a bit since she was here last. I don't think she will stay in the crib anymore. She'll try to climb out again like she did on the ship," he answered.

Almost as if on cue, Mrs. Haw entered the room with a booklet and screwdriver. "Well it's a good thing you're here then. Normally Miriallia and I leave all the construction work to Mr. Haw, but since he's not here, I'm sure you can figure it out," she said handing him the stuff.

"Figure what out?" Dearka asked confused looking at the stuff in his hands.

"This crib is a convertible silly," Miriallia said with a smile.

Sure enough as Dearka began to read the cover of the manual he realized he was being volunteered to fix Belle's bed for her. "Great now I'm being used for manual labor," he said with a smirk as he moved over to the crib and started reading the book in his hand.

"I'd let her stay on the daybed, but it's still a little too high off the ground in case she falls out of bed," Miriallia said as Dearka began working on the crib.

"That's okay, I'll figure this out in no time and she'll be fast asleep in a matter of moments," he said changing the settings on the soon to be toddler bed.

Miriallia watched as Dearka continued taking the crib apart and converting it. She had quite the little smile on her face from his willingness to do anything for his daughter and for her.

Once he completed the conversion, he helped Miriallia put Belle in to the toddler bed. He enjoyed watching Belle when she had firsts in anything and was so glad that soon he would get to experience it from the beginning with the new baby.

"Goodnight Belle," Dearka said kissing her forehead.

"Night, night daddy," Belle answered.

Dearka and Miriallia slipped out the door and flipped off the light after Miriallia said goodnight to Belle too. When the door shut Miriallia fell into Dearka's arms. "I'm so happy to be here like this with you and Belle. Can we talk about living here on Orb now?"

Dearka sighed in defeat and motioned for her to head toward her room. Once in the room he sat on the bed and pulled her down next to him. "I'll make a deal with you, if you let me continue to remain with ZAFT, I'll get us a place on both PLANT and Orb."

"You would really do that for me?" Miriallia asked with the smile lighting up her features.

"That does mean when we are staying here you would have to be working and when we were on the PLANTs I'd have to work. And that is also only if Yzak will authorize me as part time so don't get your hopes up yet," Dearka continued.

"Thank you so much Dearka! I promise I'll do whatever it takes for that to happen for us and I won't pressure you about it anymore," Miriallia said in delight.

"Now I have a favor to ask of you," Dearka said in all seriousness.

"Uh-oh, what could you need from me?" Miriallia asked in concern.

"I was thinking since Annabella was born here in Orb that maybe you would consider having our second child up in the PLANTs," he asked in an extremely careful tone in order to not startle or upset her.

"I… guess we could do that," she answered with slight uncertainty at the thought.

"Do you mean it? It would mean so much to me if you would have the baby up there. I can't even tell you," he said feeling ecstatic.

"Dearka I would do anything for you as long as you would do the same for me," Miriallia answered making any remaining insecurities of his disappear.

"Without a doubt, I would do anything for you," Dearka said wrapping his arms around her and dragging her down to the bed as they began to explore one another once again.