Gundam Seed/Destiny © Mitsuo Fukuda and Affiliations.
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Warning : unbetaed, not well done, and written by tardy me.
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Restarting
By Naw d Blume
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Athrun stared to a red pendant in his palms sadly. Something he'd been feared was becoming reality. How long would he be able to keep this information? He needed to decide what action he should be done soon. It burdened him much that he put his whole concentration in it. He didn't realize that someone came into the room where he was.
"I didn't expect you to be in this state, Athrun."
Athrun jerked a bit. He put the red pendant in his palms back to his neck. After that he looked to the glass-window reflecting a figure. "Dearka."
Dearka walked to him and stood right on his right side. He stared into a colored kindergarten building in front of their base. Many kids were playing together. Some teachers were there as well to put attention to their behavior. Athrun followed his friend. He gazed at the little kids.
"Young humans have delicious scent, right?"
Athrun stared hard to Dearka.
"It's a joke. A joke. You are too serious. Even Yzak knows how to joke sometimes," he chuckled.
"Your joke isn't funny. What are you up to now?" Athrun asked and put back his attention to the kindergarten's yard.
Dearka whistled, "You are indeed a good captain with good instinct," he paused, "I know, Athrun. You know what I meant."
Athrun gave no response.
"I don't intend to uncover this knowledge to anyone. We still have two years for this task. Don't you think that we need to be away from ZAFT, The Boss, The Council, and our kinds?"
Athrun sighed, "Why do you tell me this?"
Dearka turned his body and walked to the door. There was no sign of response until he was at the door, "sometimes, the happiness you found isn't something permanent. I want to see how long this will continue." And with that, he disappeared.
Athrun gave long sigh. Dearka wasn't like what people saw him. He was actually more suitable for being captain –even being compared to himself who was a Zala. He had judgment different from most people. He had longer age than him. Dearka was one of those who was born in the beginning. Athrun did understand what Dearka meant with his words. The blonde man had ever had such thing happened to him. He had the experience.
'I'm still in denial. I know it. She was our … target ….'
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Meyrin knelt in front of a little boy who was gripping on her hem, "what is it, Roy?"
Roy looked at her with a pair of wide eyes. "Miss Meyrin, where is Miss Cagalli?" he asked her.
Meyrin patted his head. She smiled. She wondered how to answer the boy's question without making him worry since the object of his question was hospitalized. "Miss Cagalli is ill. She needs to rest for some days."
"Ill? What ill? I want to visit her," tears started coming from his eyes.
Meyrin smiled sadly, "Don't cry, Roy. She will get better soon and join us again," she wiped his tears, "stop crying, okay. Miss Cagalli will be happy and get better fast if you are having fun. Now, go playing with the others."
The boy nodded. He ran to his other friends who were playing football.
Meyrin stood. Her eyes softened watching the kids playing with each other. Cagalli was one of the teacher in the Himawari Kindergarten. She was liked by the kids –one of them was Roy. Just a day before, she met her while buying some vegetables in the supermarket. This morning, she got a phone call from the hospital that she was hospitalized and in comatose condition. She felt terribly sorry and guilty.
A day before.
Meyrin was taking the last pack of purple eggplants when her fingers that nearly took the pack brushed other's fingers. She took back her hand in surprise and bowed, "I'm sorry."
"Mey?"
In front of her was her comrade Cagalli Athha. They were co-workers in the Himawari Kindergarten for almost four years and had become good friends with each other. "Cagalli?"
Cagalli grinned. "Yo! You want to buy the pack?"
Meyrin blushed. Grinning Cagalli was something she couldn't face. The grin always made her blushing. "No. You can take it."
Cagalli took the pack and put it inside Meyrin's trolley. "You…" she pointed at her, "… take it."
"But… but…" Meyrin stuttered.
"No buts. I don't really want the purple eggplants after all. They remind me to Yuna!"
We laughed together. Yuna was a man who had been stalking Cagalli for weeks until she beat the crap out of him. Most men found no interest in her since she was quite boyish. And … many girls fell for her since they thought her as a perfect man –including Meyrin until she was able to see her as a girl. They became best friends until then.
Both of them continued their shopping together. When they finished their activity, Meyrin asked Cagalli if she wanted to ride on her car.
"No, thanks. My house is only ten minutes from here."
Meyrin fidgeted, "But it's raining quite hard, now."
"It's fine. I bring a big umbrella. It won't make me soaked."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Moreover, your house is on the opposite way to mine."
By that, they parted ways. Cagalli went home on foot while Meyrin rode her car. The red haired girl surely didn't expect that there would be an accident occurred to her blonde friend. If only she was insisting harder … Cagalli won't be in such condition….
Flashback ends.
Meyrin wiped a single tear that fell down on her cheek. She prayed for her friend's health. The kids missed her. The coworkers missed her. The kindergarten was veiled by the negative aura called sadness. A day without the cheerful teacher and friend was already bad. She couldn't wait for her better health any longer.
She looked around seeking if any kid had hard time having fun when she felt someone staring at her. It was the man in the old house. Again. He was suddenly occupying the house one day three years ago. She knew there were some people there, although she didn't know how many. Surely, one of them was a man whose eyes often gazed at the kindergarten ground. She had locked eyes with him several times until she gazed to other direction.
The gazing eyes were sharp as if stabbing her eyes.
She shuddered, then turned her head and went to a corner where a little girl was having hard time playing a seesaw with her short legs.
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Kira deplaned some minutes before. He walked to the nearest exit when his phone rang.
"Yes?"
There was silence until someone on the other side of the connection cleared his throat, "You must be careful. A Zala is here."
Kira whispered, "The young one, isn't it?"
"… yes. Don't be too troubled. For now, she is still safe. But, you must wary about your own self since he is quite sharp and has excellent instinct."
"I see. Thanks for informing me."
A pause.
Beep… beep… beep…
The person on the other side of the phone already cut through the connection. Kira stared to his phone and sighed. "You are always like that."
He continued walking outside. Orb Airport was busier than the last time he set feet on its ground. He supposed to come back in the other fifteen years. It's only been five years after all. His fear had become veracity. In hundreds years of his life, he hadn't ever felt such strong worry as recently. One thing he feared the most was a Zala finding her.
He hoped everything's gonna be well.
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"Wow… wow… wow… keep it down, Yzak. Your voice reached my room."
Yzak stopped his activity by licking the red dots on his wife's neck. Shiho who was crouching so that Yzak whose head was on her lap could drink her blood straightened her back. Yzak still put his head on the most comfortable place of her lap.
"You are a disturbance, you know."
Shiho stood abruptly. It caused Yzak falling down from the couch. She walked to Dearka who was at the door of their room, "Dearka! Long time no see!" She hugged that one of her close friends firmly while Yzak was still on the floor.
"Hey, I don't mind you hug me … but your blockhead husband is staring at me."
Shiho chuckled, "He always stares at everyone. You know that he is too easy to jealous."
Yzak growled. "I am not!"
"You are right, Shi. Yzak is indeed the jealousy type."
The two friends made fun of him then laughed quite loudly. It was a rare moment when the old house was filled with the merry laugh. It was only Dearka who often filled the house with the laugh. When Shiho joined to merry the house, brighter aura covered the house. In the living room, Nicol played the old piano he seemed to fond. His melody added the enjoyment. A big smile was present on his young face. The arrival of the brown haired girl was pleasurable.
Contrary to the four of them who was feeling happy, nothing changed the depressed feeling of the captain. Athrun sat on a corner of the biggest room of the house –the library. He heard everything above. He knew that Shiho came. He knew that she was feeding Yzak when Dearka disturbed them. He knew Nicol was enthusiastic about everything so that he played the piano in happy melody.
All of them tried to be in good mood since in their knowledge, for three years passed, there was no other information used to finish their task. The rumor that started the occurrence of the top confidential task seemed to be just rumor. Athrun knew better –since the night before.
Athrun sighed. He must determine what he and The Chosen would do later.
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Two years ago.
"It's been a year."
Dearka opened one of his eyes. His brown eye stared into a pair of cerulean eyes whose owner was at the door. "I know."
Dearka closed his both eyes. While laying comfortably, he started humming some random tunes. After some time, he stopped humming and took long breath, "it's a difficult task. No one expect the task done in a blink of eyes."
Yzak groaned. He walked into the room and sat down on the coach opposite of Dearka. He took a remote on the table and turned on the TV. The TV's volume was quieted down to mute so that the TV was only airing moving pictures. "We have found nothing."
Dearka chuckled and then sat down. He eyed Yzak, "Finding nothing doesn't mean there is nothing, right? It's only a year."
The silver haired man growled, "It made me bored."
Dearka stood and walked to Yzak. He sat down beside him and huddled him –while Yzak resisted the urge to punch him hard. "You bored only because Shiho isn't here." He run fast while laughed after saying that.
"Damn you, Dearka!"
Dearka was already disappeared from the door, but Yzak knew that he had heard his curse. Remember? Dearka had good ears.
Yzak continued occupying the room. He watched the moving pictures on the screen. It was a cooking program. The chef was pouring a red colored drink –red wine.
Suddenly, he felt thirsty.
Thirsty for red blood.
Flashback ends.
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To be continued.
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I wonder if someone still read. It's so late since the time I promised. I feel so guilty like a perpetrator of a crime in his trial –for 10 years of jail.
Nothing can express my apology. I'm only able to say 'I am so sorry!'.
Hey, does anyone remember me telling this an English version of my Indonesian story 'Restart'? I want to rephrase it. After much thinking, I decided not to make them same in different languages. Instead, 'Restarting' and 'Restart' will be quite different, although the essence is still about 'restarting something from the beginning'. *Hmmm, I'm not sure if I make the sentences right to explain what I meant :( *
So, anyone wants to give me CnC and RnR? Everyone is welcomed every time :)