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The happy couple were as much in bliss, as Natarle was stewing in her own vile. She made the worst possible error, she decided to drop in Murrue and wanting to pretend to be friendly and ask her if she wanted to have breakfast. Since she was the executive officer she had all the codes to every single door, hatch, or entry way in the entire ship. She decided to go into her private quarters, and what she saw made her both jealous and mad. There they were Kira and Murrue sleeping in each others arms, and wearing nothing at all except a sheet that did very little to hide their state of undress.
She could hardly believe it, but the smell and the way they were there was no mistake on what had happened the night before. She was really tempted on screaming at them, that the Archangel was a military ship, and not their little love nest. But what stopped her was the expected words from the happy sleeping couple. Kira would shout that she was invading their privacy, and what they did in their off hours was their business and nothing to do with her. Murrue would yell at her about misuse of classified information or that she needed to grow up, and find herself a lover. Either comment was worse that the joy of seeing them looked shocked at having been discovered. So quietly she went outside and did the thing she should have done, knocked on the door. Murrue heard the knocks and asked who was it and what was the emergency? Natarle told her that she wanted to share some breakfast with her, since they had very little time to talk with each other. Maybe even help her try and find her own prince charming. Murrue saw Kira awake and waiting to hear her response. She had to agree to it, if only to get her away long enough for Kira to dress and pretend he was going to have breakfast as well. "Kira, thank you for a wonderful night, but I will have breakfast with the green beast. Be sure to get dressed and come have breakfast, so you can rescue me." Murrue told him and kissed her lover tenderly on his lips, which ended in her being held close and him whispering that he had a wonderful night too, hopefully more to come. Murrue watched him dress, "Hurry up, or I will more than likely end up wanting to have another taste of heaven, before I even have my morning coffee." Kira joked and Murrue smiled while blushing. She left her quarters after finishing to wash her mouth and using a deodorant. She walked outside to where Natarle was with a smile on her face. "So why do you look like the cat that ate the canary?" Natarle asked and Murrue told her she would tell her some details at breakfast.
The course that took them to the debris belt was unexpectedly free of enemy presence. No ZAFT ships, mobile suits, or even probes. Mu simply could not believe that Rau La Cruze had stopped chasing the Archangel. The nanites that had taken to like on the Archangel and on the Strike were particularly happy. That much spare material just floating in space, it must have looked like a free buffet. Kira went to the where the crew had their breakfast and decided to take a nice cup of coffee, he tasted the cup and found it to be to bland. Why didn't he think of telling the nanites to steal a good blend of coffee, instead of this junk. He added some cream to try and add some flavor to it and walked to were Murrue and Natarle were chatting. "Well how is the love of my life?" Kira asked. Natarle joked and told him the Archangel was fine, but she was sure the ship was glad he asked.
Murrue knew who he intended to ask about and she allowed him to sit next to her, and she kissed him. "Now where did you get that cup of coffee? It takes much sweeter and creamier than mine." Kira told her, "Oh, you. It's just plain coffee like yours, I guess you like tasting me more than you have come to notice." Natarle was getting sick of this honeymooner scene. "So Kira anything knew happening on the Strike or the Archangel we should know about. We have plenty of ammunition and supplies so why are we going to the junkyard in space?" Natarle asked. "I think I would like to get the nanites a chance to get some much needed raw materials, they must have upgrades to the Archangel and the Strike that they want to build, but simply lack the materials to do so." Natarle could not understand why these machines would want to upgrade the mobile suit or the ship without being told to. "Natarle, the nanites in the Strike consider the Strike their host, improving the Strike's abilities to defend itself would also prolong the life of their little colony. The same goes for the ones that have bonded to the Archangel. They would want their host to be able to defend itself too. But for upgrades they sometimes require extra materials, such as metals, cable, or electronic circuits. The debris belt should have an abundant supply of the needed materials. Speaking of which I need to talk to the nanites about forming a colony on the Zero. I think Mu was glad with his upgrades and would not mind some more." Kira kissed Murrue for a little bit, but she held him close and a simple kiss to excuse himself, became a french kiss. Mu saw them kiss, and was not able to say anything at all. The passion was plain to see, the love was clear, and the hunger to be with each other. The passion spoke on commitment, the love spoke of caring for each other, and last but not least the hunger showed them yearning to always be together. The one kiss was enough for Mu to know Kira loved her with every fiber of his being, and she loved him the same. Some would call them lovers, others would call them a denial of what was normal, Mu called them a couple.
Rau La Cruze was seeing what his little brother had done in the former euroasian base. He had changed the umbrella of Artemis into something that would serve their secret mission for decades to come. From a den of greed and war he had used somehow used learned the way the Blitz became invisible. This ability was spread through out the entire umbrella of Artemis and now it not only defended the base, but made it invisible to all that did not know the base once existed. The virus had entered the euroasian mainframe and destroyed any mention of the base, blueprints and location. He saw what his little brother was up to and he smiled, "Why waste a perfectly good base, when you can use it for something much better than what the previous owners had even imagined. This shall be the heart of our secret order. From here warmongers can feel the fear their victims felt. Brother you are making good progress find our members and when we have enough, Blue Cosmos will see hell before they die."
The nanites aboard the Strike did form a colony in the Zero, and as the Zero, Strike and Archangel flew through the debris belt. Ancient Satelites, remains of battleships, and mobile weapons began to disolve and it continued until they arrived at the place Kira could not stop crying when he saw it. The remains of Junius 7, blasted apart by a nuclear missile. The final resting place of the person Kira once called his mother. As his final tears fell on the floor of the cockpit, he could not express the sadness he was feeling in words. Mu managed to attach a tow line to the Strike and take the Strike back to the Archangel. "No one would judge him a weakling, after seeing what he saw." Mu told the bridge as he took the Strike in. In space no one can hear you scream, but the look on the faces of thousands of frozen floating corpses there was no need for them to scream, the way they looked spoke of tragedy, fear, sadness, and pain. Blue Cosmos called these people monsters, space aliens, and freaks. But deep down they were husband and wives, parents and children, young and old. The few civilians that had been in the pod Kira had rescued from Heliopolis, they felt that in order to pass they had to pay their respects to the dead. They made hundreds of origami flowers. They spread them and as the final flower was set loose. Kira saw a strange escape pod, and a destroyed civilian transport. He took it aboard the Archangel. Natarle made fun of him, by telling him that he had a habit of picking strange stuff.
When the door to the escape pod opened a young woman. with long pink hair came floating outside. "Thank you so much for the rescue, but could someone kindly lend me their hand?" She asked and Kira being the gentleman that he was took hold of her hand and helped her stop in place. "Oh me oh my, this isn't a ZAFT ship is it?" She asked as she saw one of the officers had a sign of the Earth Alliance Forces. Mu, Murrue and Natarle took her with them to a private room to talk. A strange orb shaped robot floated following them, making strange noises.
Kira in his mind cursed his luck. Here was the daughter of supreme chairman Siegel Cline, and his brother's future bride. The ramifications of her being on the Archangel were not hard to see. Natarle would want to use this young woman to force something out of ZAFT. What was a rescue would be used to ransom something from ZAFT or the PLANTS. He knew that Natarle would not be the only one that would think it, he would have to talk to Murrue as soon as she was available. The many ramifications began to clash with each other in his mind and left him with a bitter taste on his mouth.