Hi! How are you? How has your week been? I hope you had a good holiday (for those who celebrated one) and I hope your summers have been good so far!
Guys *crawls forward, face to the floor*…I have a confession to make… I'm really embarrassed and devastated to admit that…Kira's eyes aren't brown as I portrayed them… I thought they were…but they're not. (honestly, I think I'm having some color problems with my eyes . this is the zillionth or so time I've messed a color thing up. Bleh. lol)
But… now I can't think of Kira with violet eyes… he's always been brown eyed to me *cries* so…sadly… you're going to have to suffer with me… sorta…
However, as of this chapter- I will be changing his eye color back to purple (unless you liked it better brown? I dono, doesn't Kira seem more like a brownie? heheh=3 )
Anyhoo, *stands up dusting off knees* (ack! My back!) here's some food for the thought before I chatter along like always-
In Japanese Athrun is voiced by a guy whose first name is 'Akira'.
….. Honestly I didn't know that. But I found it interesting in my dorky way. ^_^
Wikipedia- you hold my heart in the palm of your knowledge (quite literally if you mean it figuratively… heheheh)
The3pleA - *roar!* you reviewed late! We can never be friends again! …. Jk ^_^ and I know =P I put aside my free-fiction writing for this ^_^ =) (thinks despairingly of her OCs in her other writings… 'SORRY!')
Oohh, was Cagalli too depressing in chapter seven? =/ oh dang, my bad, I was trying to balance it out as best as I could with some fluffish parts. But no worries, Cagalli will be back and better then ever now =) And actually, this is my first try at suspense/mystery so thanks =). I normally suck at it so we'll see how well I'm able to handle this now. *prays* (plot don't fail me now!) And thank you very much for reviewing and thanks for the msg to my fingers- they feel much better =) *waggles fingers in a wave*
Memeylupht- Oh, my bad, man, I didn't explain this as clear as I thought. =/ Okay, so, Mana, Kisaka and her 'crew' came with Cagalli to take of her Junis Seven. After a year or so being there, Cagalli joined ZAFT as a spy. While she was out of Junis Seven training, the EA attacked and Manna, Kisaka and her 'crew' died in Junis Seven.
But yes, there will probably be more flashbacks concerning them and Kimi-hime's past with Cagalli will be explained in time. *evil laugh*
And I was trying to balance Cagalli's sorrow with mystery, plus I'm also a pretty straight-forward logical plot-driven person in my writing. I love humor and romance but some times I worry that I won't complete much if there's not something concerning the plot in my update… soo that was my way of reassuring my frantic side that we're getting some where. I'm like Cagalli =) I'm bi-polar when I write! LOL
Cagallifangirl- yeah,,, fast updates,,, there's a reason for that ^_^ when I say I have no life… I pretty much have no life =.= hahaha I live under a rock =3 ;) no most of my friends live pretty far away so I don't have that much to do outsides write (and burn my hands with evil curling irons ^_^ ) AND YES! LIP TOUCH! Poor Athrun, he's so confused… I think I made him too innocent for his own good *strokes chin* hmmm, maybe I should spice his personality up a notch? Hmmmmm =3 . And you burned your hand too? *shock* Holy crudoli! We must be related! … jk….. but thank you *bows* my hand feels much better! And no it's definitely not fun, and it especially doesn't help when your friend is sitting there peeing-her-pants-laughing as you hop around the room in pain. Whoo…
Falconrukichi- hahahha, I nearly did have Athrun kill Kira and yuna… nearly, but then I couldn't go through with it and it didn't suit my evil plot to rule the world… oops, wrong one. Anyhoo, =3, And yes! ASUCAGA! *High five!* and the idea for the blood explanation actually came from another piece of my work (free-fiction writing) so I was sorta saved by a previous self… yay. ^_^
Precious1421- ahhahahahah! Glad you enjoyed the 'punishment' =P I was worried I was the only one who would find humor in that situation. (Good lord, thank God exploding toilets don't exist, huh? ….wait, they don't…right?) well, i'm thrilled that you enjoyed chapter 6 and enjoyed chapter 7 and will continue to enjoy Tangled Fates. And yes, Cagalli, as bi-polar as I write her to be sometimes, will be back to her funky blonde self =D
FushionAC- You and me both are waiting for that! Haha, unfortunately we're going to be going through a couple or so chapters to get there… so we must be patient together… (oh wait, I'm the writer! What am I talking about? X)
I did make Lacus in mystery, didn't i? *pleased smile* and yes, Lacus plays a pretty important part. Since I never did mention this, I am planning some K/L moments and perhaps some other characters =) . I'm not the hugest fan of K/L however, writing out Lacus and Kira suits me quite peachily so they deserves some fun ^_^ hahahaha
Well, I did make a significant hint to one person, can't really blow the cover on the rest quite yet that were at the secret meeting of Project Pauper. The second person is complete guessing. But no worries, you did get some right. Whether one or more, I won't say. =P
And next time? (foo!) there won't be a next time! *throws hair curler out the window and dusts off hands* I never liked curling hair anyway ;) straight hair for me! Whoo!
And thank you… friend, for your… overwhelming 'concern'… some how…I'll survive *wiggles fingers weakly* heheheheheh ;)
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Thank you everyone for reading and reviewing! You guys are the pieces to my puzzle- you make my writing life complete! Every review makes me want to jump up and down like a kid jacked up on sugar. Thanks and enjoy!
Alright! Alright, I'm done talking! ^_^ enjoy!
*Disclaimer. I know...it's a horrible truth…but really… I don't own Gundam Seed…(Dang it! Can I at least have Athrun though?)
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*flash back*
Narrator POV
The moment Kira Yamato saw his best friend's pale face he knew that coming here to PLANT with out back up was a huge mistake. One that he had dragged Yunna and into and one, that he refused to drag Cagalli into.
"Where's the princess?" Yuna asked as he settled into the pilot's seat at the helm of the small ORB space-craft. Kira sat in the other one across from him.
Kira's lips were pursed and his eye brows were furrowed as he focused on getting out of there as quickly possible. "We have trouble. The princess isn't coming home with us today." His words were quiet as he brought the ship up, leveling it out and aiming it for the 'sky'.
Yuna frowned. "What happened?" he demanded. He was biting his bottom lip- an expression Kira always saw during a fight before Yuna retreated behind everyone else. Kira would feel disgusted with Yuna- he was a coward and all talk- but Kira himself knew the feeling of fear too much to say anything.
Kira shook his head. "Somebody…I guess contacted ZAFT of our existence."
"A spy? Aboard the Archangel?" Yuna suggested, tense.
Kira frowned. "No! The crew of the Archangel are the most trust worthy soldiers in ORB!"
"Well get us out of here!" Yuna sounded panicked and he was gripping his armrests.
Kira gritted his teeth, trying not to snap: 'well you could help!'; knowing that wouldn't solve anything. Taking a deep breath and going into a rather meditation stage, he let his conscience expand and focus. Everything, including Cagalli- left his mind as the purpose to break free and return to the Archangel was resolved. His fingers tightened over the control and his purple eyes widened, absorbing everything and then narrowing, concentrating. There was a rather cold-blank look to them, a mode they often called SEED mode that trained Coordinators' minds and brought out their best.
A flicker of red shot across the sky and Kira glanced at it in irritation, preparing to dodge.
The radio crackled to life filling the ORB scout ship with a young male voice. –Surrender, ORB ship!-
Kira flicked it off, ignoring Yuna's protests that maybe surrendering wasn't such a bad idea.
There was no way in hell Kira was going to surrender Yuna. Himself, he could take any form of interrogation ZAFT dished out and keep his mouth shut. He would do it all for ORB; Uzumi and Cagalli.
But Yuna was a loose cannon. From day one Kira had argued him coming along on the expedition.
A beam shot at them from the red-blur (a GUNDAM!) and he spun the controls- dodging it, swirling upward in evasive maneuvers.
His stomach tossed about slightly and he was thankful for seat belts as the gravity yanked him and Yuna around. (yup, it's true folks. Seatbelts save lives.)
Suddenly there was an explosion, throwing both his ship and the red GUNDAM back slightly in a blinding flash.
The vessel blocked all sound but Kira didn't need his sight or his ears to guess the damage that had taken place as a hole was created in the 'sky'. After the red-blur caused from the flash faded from his eyes, he blinked, struggling to make shapes out in the wreckage that was falling through the air.
A black serpent-like machine with four legs, a tail and wings flew rather lazily down, it's long body twisting like a coiled snake in a downward motion. It's black hull shined and someone had painted the word 'CHAOS' across it's collar bone like a collar in red letters.
"What the hell is that?" Yuna yelled, panting.
Kira frowned. "I have no idea…" he murmured, watching the monstrous machine approach them- completely ignoring it's dangerous foe.
The red GUNDAM swung it's sword at the monster but the machine whipped it's tail to block it.
The head of the…dragonish-machine turned as if to peer at Kira- or Kira's ship- and Kira bit his bottom lip, trembling slightly. He wasn't one to be scared so often at the sight of monsters- but this…this was different. This one made his heart pound at the way it focused on him. It had red eyes that seemed to be so real, as if it was watching them.
In a split second- before Yuna could emit a girlish scream that would have Cagalli rolling on the floor laughing- the machine shot forward, wrapping itself around Kira's vessel. It's fore claws dangled over the scout ship's front window and Kira shuddered at the razor sharp steel claws that scratched at the glass with long eerie metal screams that tore at his ears.
The metal around them squeaked, and grinded and Kira froze as he saw points of the ship- now entangled- starting bend inward towards them. "Damn…" he whispered as he realized that the new mysterious pilot was doing. They were crushing the smaller ship in a bear-hug like attack!
The ship trembled and Kira's head snapped back at the force that was radiating through out the whole ship. His head throbbed in pain and he grimaced- stars in his eyes.
Any second now and they would be history.
He squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for this mysterious foe to grind them into dust when suddenly there was a humming sound above and Kira stared upwards in shock.
Like most ships, the scout vessel had an escape hatch upwards.
Someone was opening it from the outside!
Snapping out of his frozen state, Kira unbuckled, grabbed a gun from inside a drawer in his seat and crouched, leveling it carefully at the hatch.
The humming stopped and the hatch popped open.
Yuna let out a gasp and hurriedly undid his buckle.
And then a face poked down.
"You're a girl!" Kira yelped in surprise.
The black-haired girl shrugged. She looked to be around her twenties, if not in them and her yellow eyes watched Yuna and Kira with distaste. "We do exist- go figure. Now if you want to live I suggest you get your asses up here." She waved her hand impatiently and withdrew from the opening.
Kira glanced at Yuna to confer, but Yuna was already moving to get out of the ORB vessel.
Kira sighed. Whatever.
Following Yuna up, Kira realized that the girl, if she was the pilot of the monster-machine- had opened a belly hatch in the machine's gut right over their escape hatch. It was brilliant. If that was her intention.
Once he had climbed into the dark and small enclosure of the dragon machine, the dragon-machine's belly hatch slid shut with a whisper of sound. He look around, stooping slightly as to not bump his head on the low ceiling. He was standing in what must be the cockpit and the only inside part of the machine. It was narrow- the machine was slim- and small, and the interior could only be around twelve feet in length and just reaching three feet in width. His head and fingers brushed black tubes and wires that ran across the ceiling and the walls and he felt his way to stand behind the woman who sat at the only chair available. The closer he got to the front, the more he had to stoop as the ceiling came lower and lower. Here, the room tapered more to a narrowed point and the sides at the very front had horizontal diamond-like walls that were covered by some sort of thick tinted glass through which he could see the outside world. It was the dragon's eyes and they stretched from the floor to the ceiling- over three feet in height and in length.
It gave a side view and most of the front view and looking forward Kira saw a screen from floor to ceiling in front of the female pilot- giving her a view of the outside of the ship from the front of the ship.
"Hold on, kiddos. This machine isn't exactly a bus." The woman's face was lit by the light from the visual screen in front of her, her golden eyes trained on the red GUNDAM. "All that's left is to destroy the evidence." She said it in a sing song voice and Kira stumbled as the machine twisted slightly. On either side of her were little stool-sized desks that she kept her hands on and above them each was another screen that switched camera views from different parts of the machine so that she could see what was going on below, behind and above the machine's massive body.
The screen on the right was currently showing the ORB scout vessel- or what was left of it- burst into thousands of sharp pieces and fall to the ground like black glitter.
"All better. Just like a band aid." The sardonic way she spoke- showed no humor but the gleam in her eyes displayed her satisfaction in the power of her machine.
She was rather sadistic. She was dangerous.
How could anyone fight with such an awkward and massive mobile suit?
Kira searched for some sort of control-console but there was none. The pilot kept her hands flat on the stools on either side of her, her lips pursed.
"Damn it, you idiots could have given me time to suit up." She mumbled. "Now I have to make sure the hull isn't pierced through otherwise we won't have any air."
"Are you a friend?" Kira asked, the gun still warm in his hand.
She snorted, noticing his weapon that he had clenched in one trembling hand. "Even if I said no, I would suggest not shooting that in here. I'm the only one who can pilot this hunk of metal and you won't make it anywhere if you make a hole or damage the controls."
"So you are a friend?" Yuna broke in, crawling up to join them. "Oh wonder-"
She scowled, glancing at him in disgust. "Hell no I'm not a friend! What? Do you think I just wanted to pick up a bunch of strangers-" she trailed off muttering something about a pain in the ass. The ship started to hum, vibrating slightly from the power of the engines.
The machine lurched- how was she controlling it?- and Kira clutched at the back of her seat as their ship shot towards the hole she had made.
"Who are you?" Kira demanded through clenched teeth.
Without breaking her concentration, her eyes never leaving the screen in front of her, the pilot responded. "Call me Kitalla. I'm a free-lancing mercenary."
Kira's eyes narrowed. She was a mercenary? They were even looser cannons. Unpredictable and always siding with those with the most power, most money, or the better chance at wining. "Who are you working for?"
"Working for?" she snorted. "I'm not working for anyone. Lately I've just been doing favors. But it don't change the fact that you guys owe me big time. Do you think I enjoy just randomly hopping into my suit, leaving my ship and coming down to save your pathetic-" she glanced at Yuna who was half curled up in a ball and added. "And whiny asses?"
Space stretched out before them and she relaxed the speed and Kira sighed in relief, Yuna slumped to the ground gasping. They had left PLANT behind.
Kira bit his bottom lip unhappily–a habit he had picked up from the rampant princess. In his head he could hear his friend telling him just how big of a worry war she thought he was.
Cagalli… He sighed. She had been so thrilled when he had told her that they had come to take her home… It hurt to realize that he had failed in his mission and Cagalli still would have to wait. ORB still had to wait for their beloved princess.
He would have to put his faith in the Archangel to retrieve Cagalli and focus on getting himself out of whatever mess he had just landed himself into.
Keeping one hand on a stool, the girl spun around to face them, her yellow eyes narrowing. "Remember, I didn't do this for you. I did it for a friend. So lets make this trip as tolerable as possible and keep your mouth shuts. I hate questions and I hate answering even more so. Got it?" Before they could respond she spun back around her seat and plowed on. "Don't matter cause, I don't care. Welcome to the Harmony."
A mercenary ship named the Harmony with a GUNDAM called Chaos that was piloted by a sadistic-sounding woman?
The gods of irony were having fun today.
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Narrator POV
Kimi-hime always prided herself in making the right decisions. When she burned down Cagalli's house and killed her mother that had been a right decision. When she had agreed to participate in Project Pauper, that had been a right decision. And killing the sleeping boy in front of her seemed very much like the next right decision. She held the gleaming knife in her hands ( One that bore the bloodstains of countless others who had stood in her way), poised over the boy's throat. The blade quivered in her hand, reflecting her own conflicted expression.
But maybe this wasn't the right decision. After all, if someone came in here before she could get away and found his dead body well…no… that wouldn't be a very good thing at all.
With a disgruntled sigh, she spun her blade around her hand once then slid into it's sheath. She turned to exit the small dorm room, her blonde hair rippling down her back when she heard him speak.
"You couldn't do it."
She paused, her hand on the door and a slow, cruel smile curved around her face. "It's not that I can't. I killed Val Hibiki- I can kill you." She glanced at him and waggled her fingers. "Count every day and be grateful. Cause come time when I can kill you…" her fierce falcon-like eyes darkened. "I will…"
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Cagalli POV
My injury still twinged, my heart still ached but in a way… I was refreshed. But then that was how I grew up. I had to be ready for change and hurt, I had to be prepared to put off my pain for the better good. I had a whole freaking day and a half to mourn my friend when I shouldn't have at all in case it blew my cover. Now I need to be the strong person my friend knew me for and live up to their memory and their hope. It was the only thing I could do for them.
Kira…
He always told me that despite being undercover, I deserved to have friends. No matter who they were, as long as they made me happy. Well…Kira. Here's to happiness… here's to you. Today, I'm all Cagalli! Well…we'll see.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I glared darkly at my alarm clock which had woken me up. "You suck, you know that?" I muttered to the inanimate object. Sighing, I got up and hit the off button before it would wake up the other sleeper in the room.
The other sleeper who is a guy…Like a member of the other gender. A member with deep green eyes, a warm, strong hug, kick-ass fighting skills and a handsome appearence.
Who also happens to be just sleeping a few feet a way.
"What the…" I paused in rubbing my amber eyes, my mouth half open in a yawn. In the mirror across from me, I watched my reflection re-mouth the words I had just thought. I ruffled my hair irritably then leaned over and fished under the bed. "Ahah… I knew it…" I straightened up holding a small empty jar that smelled of Sake. "Yeah, that's totally the explanation for anything I might be thinking."
So what was I thinking?
I flopped back down on my bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment, running over everything I was feeling- giving myself a moment to prepare for a new day. Crying had felt really good and I was feeling rejuvenated in a way. Not that that took away the sting of Kira's death but…
I rolled over to look at my dorm-mate an sighed, arms tucked under my chin as I watched him wearily. It surprised me how gentle he looked when he was asleep- all attentiveness, stiffness and worry gone as he slept peacefully. A slight smile on his face.
"Honestly," I murmured softly, "I always though that the son of Patrick Zala would be…" I paused, searching for a better word. "Cold." I finished, lamely.
"Well, not that you're hot!" I added, stammering, my cheeks coloring with warmth. "I mean, you are but-" Shut up already, dumbass! The little voice in the back of my mind saved me and I groaned.
"But you're not really…cold, are you? You're like Kira. You seem to be really nice at times." I bit my lip. "Really nice people tend to die." My heart twisted in my chest and I frowned slightly, perturbed.
"Yeah…" my voice was even more so hushed as I studied Athrun. "I know… you're stronger then me… better then me… but you are nice…and kind." I flushed slightly, remembering the feel of his strong, muscular arms wrapping around me so surely and strong. Not in a masculine-macho way like 'he's the big tough man and I'm the weak little Damsel in Distress', not as a friend way, but in a 'you matter to me- let me show you how much'. Or something…something.
I scrubbed my face irritably with the heels of my palms. "Honestly, Cags" I mumbled to myself. "Just what are you thinking?" Absentmindedly my fingers touched the ends of my hair and I sighed heavily, burning with the memory of how Athrun's hands had woven into my hair, in a way that kept me from pushing him away.
"Gentle…" I repeated, in a rather sad way. I knew Athrun was an ace-pilot. I knew he had killed many people- his hands were stained with others' lives. But… he was still… different then how I always perceived ZAFT war soldiers, the son of Patrick Zala in particular.
But then… so was Dearka and Shiho and maybe even Yzak- who could tell with that one? Nicol seemed sweet to the core and I was stunned to find out that the mild-tempered Nicol was an ace pilot.
"You seem to be making yourself an exception." I told Athrun with a snort as I remembered our previous conversation. Lord, I couldn't believe I had told him not to trust me! I mean, not that I wanted him to- no,- but honestly, did I want him to be any more suspicious of me?
"I wonder how things would be if you were like Kira and you knew me before I came to PLANT?" I rolled over, my head flopping over the side of the bed so I was watching Athrun upside down, my hair falling around my face. "And Dearka and Shiho… They would be good friends too…I think. It's not that I don't like you guys…but you are Coordinators. Kira has always been an exception…" I couldn't believe I was talking aloud to him. And if he woke up I was screwed. But it felt so good to get out all the thoughts that had been stumbling through my head. "I like Kira, and I'm starting to think I might like you! Isn't that wrongly bizarre? I guess if you were me you would be able to keep your eyes on the prize and ignore everything else…"
Athrun sighed softly in his sleep.
"Yup, you are definitely a daddy's boy…" I snickered to myself, feeling slightly bitter. "Honestly though, ever since I started to live in PLANT I really started to see Coordinators as more then what some Naturals say you guys are. You're not…really that much different…" I thumped my chest slightly over my heart. "Down here…"
If I was waiting for Athrun to answer me that wasn't going to happen and I felt slightly disappointed, whether with how I was acting or the fact that he wasn't responding.
"Sometimes, when I'm really lonely…" my voice was sad and soft and I hated myself for sounding so pitiful. "I wonder how it would be if I was born a Coordinator… then I wouldn't have secrets to keep… we could all be friends and trust eachother." I closed my eyes, imagining Athrun's emerald eyes watching me. "But I will always be glad to be a Natural and live in ORB." My smile was faint yet still there.
"I think…I want to try… being friends with you… even if it will hurt to leave. Hurt to betray you. But honestly, I think it would hurt more to ignore you. And I think that's what Kira has been trying to tell me for the past couple years." I sighed. "I wish he was here to rub it in my face when I finally get it." I blinked, slowly getting up, stretching my stiff limbs. "People aren't meant to be alone- are they? No matter who we are, whether evil, or shy, we some how always tend to be around someone. Like moths to a flame, we keep close to one another. We desire the warmth a companion offers… because they remind us that we're not by ourselves in the world." my eyes opened and I turned away from my sleeping lieutenant. "I'm sorry…"
Silence filled the room for a bit as I stood there, thinking as both Akira and Cagalli.
"I need a bath." I said after a moment, and glancing at Athrun still sound asleep I blushed again. His tangled blue locks hung over his face, his lashes thick over his pale cheeks and his breathing too soft more me to hear. "Shoo, you subconscious pervert!" I mumbled, flicking my fingers at the sleeping yet handsome boy then I checked the time. I had a half an hour before his alarm went off… I had been talking to the subconscious pilot for over twenty minutes!
Now was the time to get that shower!
Twenty minutes later I stepped out of the shower- skin pink, hair soaked, a fluffy towel wrapped around me.
And I stood there dripping for a moment before it hit me. "I forgot my clothes." I sighed and bopped myself on the head before tip-toeing to the bathroom door and listening intently for signs of life.
The room was silent and I took a deep breath and opened it before streaking to my dresser. The TV was on the nature channel on mute and I flicked a glance at it curiously.
In the stillness of the safari a bold gazelle leapt away from safety to the stream to take a needed drink.
"Shirt…Check! Pants…check! Jacket- Okay… where's jacket."
The gazelle, ears perked, yet relaxed, lowered it's head, unsuspecting and started to lap up water.
If only it had heard the awakening of the hyena…
"Mmm…your jacket is on your bed…" I heard a husky voice respond, bleary from sleep and I froze, peeking out of the corner of my eye at the bed across the room. A warm blush spread across my skin.
The gazelle froze. It's head snapped up, turning about, it's brown eyes wide as it sought out the warning yip of the sneaky predator.
Athrun turned over, half-awake, rolling over to face me and I snapped my head about. "Akira- oh damn…" his voice sounded suddenly more awake, funnily enough.
I was quite aware of the fact that I wore nothing but a big (thank you, god of big towels) that covered me from collar bone to half way down my thigh. I was even more so aware of the fact that my eyes were still a gleaming amber- I hadn't put my contacts in.
"You… are to turn around now!" I snapped, furiously.
Instead of running back to safety, the gazelle lowered its pronged head, daring the hyena to attack.
"How was I supposed to know that when I woke up you would be getting out of the shower?" Athrun cried in protest and I heard the shuffling of blankets.
"STAY!" I barked before darting to the bathroom with my eyes close.
"EEYAAK!" my eyes flew open in astonishment.
Yet to the gazelle's horror, it slips and falls into the watery bank, it's leg trapped in the mud… And the hyena stalks forward.
I slipped on a puddle, my hands throwing up, my towel thankfully still wrapped around me modestly as I fell flat on my back.
"Akira!"
And the hyena pounces!
A figure leapt over my bed and I groaned, rubbing the stars out of my eyes as pain flooded from my stomach.
You got to be kidding me… Screw you, prophetic animals!
"Akira? Are you alright?"
I didn't check to see if the gazelle was devoured- it was too much for me to take!
At the last possible second I remembered to close my eyes, my one hand over my stomach. I wanted to check if my stitches were alright. But until I got my contacts in...
"Akira. Are you conscious?" Concern filled Athrun's voice and I didn't need my eyes open to know that he was bending very closely over me ( I could feel his breath- not so sweet smelling in the morning- brushing my face), that his green eyes would be wide and watchful in case I was in pain.
No. Athrun, you're asleep. You haven't woken up yet. You are completely dreaming. "Yes…" I mumbled, gritting my teeth, humiliated. I bowed my head and once I was sure my blond bangs shadowed my eyes from sight, I peeked up and shoved my hands out.
"Whoa!" Athrun slipped, falling on to his butt from my sturdy push and I flew forward like a bat out of hell towards the bathroom slamming the door shut.
As an after thought I called out. "Sorry! But you're still a pervert!"
"Yeah, in shining armor." I heard him mutter and I looked at the mirror in the bathroom in surprise to see that the corners of my reflection's lips were creased up in a smile. Stunned, my fingers reached up to my own lips, tracing their shape as if to confirm what I was seeing was true.
Oh yeah, today was a rather different day. That's right folks. Today I was gonna have some fun.
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Narrator POV
Elsewhere
"Mmmm….Where am I?" Kira's eyes slid open slowly and he groaned as head ache hit him. He had had the worst night mare ever which started with him and Yuna being wrapped up like a fly in a spider's web.
A girl with long, light purplish hair smiled down at him. "Good morning sir, I'm Flay Alstar. How are you feeling?"
Kira yawned. "Confused." He mumbled, sitting up and rubbing his head. He was sitting in a ship dorm, in a pile of blankets on a bed and the girl in front of him was dressed in a silver uniform with golden and red ornaments.
"Do you need water?"
"Excuse me." A cool voice interrupted and Flay seemed to jump in surprise, spinning about. She bowed to the entrance and Kira turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to remember what had happened to him.
"Good evening." A man stepped forward with a low bow at the waist. He had dark green hair that hung shaggily around his face and a focused expression. "The captain would like to speak to you." He smiled slowly.
An ominous chill ran down Kira's back and in the recesses of his mind Cagalli's voice echoed. "Baka! Baka! Baka!" Oh damn.
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Narrator POV
"I hate you…"
"Hahahhahahah!"
"It wasn't funny, Zala!"
"You're right…It wasn't funny… hahahha, It was HILARIOUS!" Athrun danced out of the way as a sharp kick flew at his exposed stomach.
"Your face-!" Athrun chortled, unable to help him self as he burst into another peal of laughter at Akira's red face.
They had separated earlier that morning and later on, a few minutes ago, Athrun had snuck up behind her and had jabbed her in a pressure point in the middle of her back, making her jump and scaring her enough to make her scream. Actually, she didn't scream- she had let out a high pitched squeal before spinning around with a hook-punch.
"Don't ever do that again!" Snarled Akira, looking furious. Her violet eyes glinted at him oddly in the light. Well, her eyes always looked odd to him. They just didn't fit her face.
"Where are you going?" Athrun asked, trotting up behind her, his hands clasped behind his back. "I thought we were friends."
Akira shot him a disgusted dark look as if he was a piece of gum she had found on the bottom of her shoe. Her clear revulsion to him would have annoyed him normally if she was someone else. But on Akira, her annoyed expression was…cutely endearing. The way she seemed to bristle like a cat, her brow furrowing, her eyes narrowing and lips jutting out slightly in a boyish pout. And it was the only expression she had made this whole morning that didn't seem to carry a look of pain. Whether from her cleaned-up wound or her friend, he didn't know.
Anyway, he was starting to enjoy teasing Akira. She was different from his other friends and different from Lacus. Her view on the world and everything was unique and vastly interesting and at times humorous- whether she intended it to be or not.
"To the medic center… I think I'm picking up a new allergy." She snarked scathingly.
"Do you miss cleaning the bathrooms? I think you miss cleaning the bathrooms." Athrun threatened with a grin, trying- as a gentleman- not to go back too far as to when Akira had hurtled out of the bathroom at Octus five wet, her shirt sticking to her skin…
"Fist, it's about time you get reacquainted with Athrun's face." She patted her knuckles gently, speaking to it in loving tones.
Athrun ducked around her blow and slipped behind her, head-locking her. He sighed. Why was she always so clumsy and slow. "Are you angry?" he asked, positive that her annoyance was what was hindering her.
He felt her stiffen up under him and he wandered what she was thinking. Probably a hundred ways out of the situation that would cause the most pain to the attacker, possibly injuring the latter for life.
"Let me go." He felt her jaw clench as she resisted the urge to snap.
"You remember what I said about temper?"
"What happened to personal space? You just popped my bubble!" her voice was filled with indignation and Athrun snickered, letting go and easing back to gaze at her.
"From the moment you roomed with me, you never had one." Feeling confident- after all she had hugged him quite a lot yesterday, she owed him!- he slid his arm around her slim waist, pulling her close. Her body was warm and fit perfectly next to his. If he didn't keep reminding himself that he was engaged and that this was only to help his hurt-subordinate then he might have taken a moment to think about how good it felt to have her next to him, tucked under his arm like that.
"Why do you have to make that sound sooo much worse then it is?" she glared at him suspiciously, her hands coming up slightly in half-clenched positions.
Athrun paused in walking, making her stop too. He gazed deeply into her dull violet eyes until a blush rose to her skin. Amused slightly, the blue-haired Coordinator bopped his forehead against hers.
"Eyeeh?" Akira pushed away one hand to her forehead, her mouth hanging open. "Holy fig-and-apples!"
"Where I'm from- that's how we say hi!" Athrun cheerfully told the stunned blonde.
"Eh? You're full of bull, lieutenant!" she punched him in the arm- but this time lighter then all the other times she had.
Athrun straightened up, his head turning away slightly, all joking aside as he thought back. "My mom actually used to do that to me." He murmured after a moment.
He felt Akira watch him uncertainly for a moment before relaxing. "Your mom… she died right…" her voice held an equal measure of sorrow in it and Athrun remembered that she too had lost her family in Junis Seven.
"Lenore Zala…" Athrun nodded. "When ever she thought I was keeping secrets or was sad she would bop me on the head."
He glanced over and Akira's unsettling eyes were staring straight at his. He smiled slightly at her unspoken question.
"I don't know. But it worked!'
For a moment he was worried that Akira would make a nasty comment but all she said was: "My mom would threaten to hold me up side down if I kept secrets from her. She said that they would fall out of my brain that way and then she could see them."
Athrun chortled. "Did you believe her?" he grinned.
To his surprise Akira was smiling back at him, her eyes partly closed as if she was reliving a memory. "Yeah… I was the most gullible thing back then."
Since she didn't seem to be leading them anywhere, Athrun walking in the direction of the bridge, and Akira simply followed. He had to stop himself from smiling wider at that.
"Really gullible?"
Akira glanced at him, amusement in her eyes. "Ah, I see what you're trying to do. Worm under my cold defenses." Her smile was razor sharp.
Athrun winced. Was it that noticeable? His attempts to be friends? "Well you did say we could be friends."
"Yeah friends. I never said anything about re enacting the Spanish inquisition."
"How do you know I don't do this to my other friends?" he blustered.
"The fact that you have friends, is quite obvious that you don't." she said calmly and Athrun made a face.
"Oh, I forgot cause Mrs. Social Butterfly is an expert on making friends," he muttered.
She elbowed him ruthlessly. "No, I just know that you should be thankful when it's okay to have them." As soon as she had finished her words her face went pale and Athrun paused glancing at her, eyes narrowed.
"You're… not allowed to have them?" he raised an eyebrow and it was a like a cold glass slid over her face.
"I'm allowed." She muttered crossly. "My life is just a wee bit complicated." She glanced up and added. "And I'm not telling you anything!"
Athrun snorted. "You would fit right in on a soap-opera."
She glared at him and Athrun sighed.
"My apologies. That was rude of me."
Most manner-graced women would immediately assure him that it was alright and he had done nothing wrong.
Of course there's always the exception to the rule. The kid who slurps at the diner table- sticks their muddy feet on the coffee-table, or chases everyone else around with worms in their hand. So on and so forth, to those who just don't let things go. "It was." Akira flicked him.
"Are you scolding me?" Athrun demanded.
She scowled. "Well it's not like I'm allowed to pick a fight!" her scowl deepened. "Doctor's orders."
Athrun sighed, this time leisurely. "I feel like a great weight has been lifted from my shoulders." He remarked to the furious blonde. "The rabid tiger is on a leash."
"Who are you calling a rabid-tiger?" she demanded before muttering something under her breath that sounded vaguely like: 'Dumbass hyena!'
He grinned at her and she stuck out her tongue. "Zala, I liked it better when you ignored me."
Struggling not to roll his eyes, Athrun ignored the temptation to point out to her that it was actually the other way around. "Really? It was honestly less entertaining though." He smiled wider, his cock-eyed smile and felt slightly pleased when a blush rose on Akira's skin.
She shoved past him, staring down crossly. "Your face annoys me."
"You shouldn't confuse your face with the floor- honestly. The floor isn't as half as plain." Okay now, that was mean. Especially cause her face was anything but plain. It was rather regal, confident and stunning, to say the least.
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU!" In a split second the blonde spun around, her fists raised and her eyes were narrowed in fury.
Athrun parried her blows with a light laugh, letting her attack him. After letting her launch attacks at him for a few minutes, Athrun blocked one last time then spun around her, coming at her back. His arms wrapped around her, over top of her arms in a back-wards bear hug and he smiled. His height just bringing his mouth level with her ear. Her body shivered against his in such a way that made Athrun slightly pleased. The inexplicable urge to press his face into her hair overwhelmed him for a moment, and he forced himself to murmur into her ear.
"I think I won again. So what's the moral of the story?"
For a second he thought she had muttered. "Kick them hard and kick them low." She wriggled about, trying to get free and then at last said louder, sounding very much like a sulking child. "Control my temper?"
He squeezed her tighter. It would be a complete lie if he didn't say he was enjoying this and he almost felt bad. It was obvious that Akira was only acting so friendly out of unhappiness and he felt like a villain taking advantage of that.
Taking advantage of what? You're only instructing her to hold her temper. Jeeze, it's not like you're making out with her! Part of his brain exclaimed. Of course along with that came a mental image of making out with her and suddenly Athrun was very aware of her slim body pressed against his, her chest rising and falling with her breath. Her slightly pink lips parted and her golden hair smelling of ki-wi and lilacs.
Suddenly the ring on his left ring finger felt like it was burning red hot and he let go of the younger pilot as if stung. Resuming the Lieutenant tone-of-voice he continued, slightly in a lofty tone. "Don't get so easily antagonized."
"One day, I'm going to kick your-"
"Ah-ah! What did I just say?" Athrun waved a finger back and forth reprimanding in her face and her violet eyes followed it back and forth like a cat about to pounce.
She made a loud "Gerrumph!" sound before stomping past him and Athrun chuckled, keeping up just behind her.
He was surprised with how much he was enjoying himself with this more talkative side of Akira. He could tell that she was still reining a lot in, but at the same time he was intrigued with the idea of a challenge. Or at least that was what he was telling himself.
Along with: She wasn't Lacus. And she wasn't any other girl that he knew. She was Akira and some how that made her stand out to him.
"So just how long are you going to stare at me with that creepy smiling face of yours?" Akira demanded and his eyes snapped up to meet hers as she glanced at him over her shoulder. Why did she look sorta guilty when she said that? He wondered.
"Creepy!" he scoffed and she stuck out her tongue before promptly walking into wall.
"Ouuuch!" she backed up, rubbing her forehead where she had hit a corner and Athrun stared at her speechless for a moment.
"Hahahahah!" he shut his mouth at her furious glare and settled for smirking, his shoulders shaking slightly.
"Not one word, Zala!"
"Zala-" Athrun prompted gloatingly.
"Zala-sempei." She growled through her teeth and Athrun ruffled her hair- he was starting to develop a fetish for stroking her hair- it was so soft.
"Good girl!"
"Just one more word, Athrun," she hissed.
"Oh I guess you don't want to hear about the Chaos then?"
That made her freeze- her mouth still open. Something flickered in her eyes and she turned to face Athrun, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. "Spill!"
"Why should I?" he frowned, duplicating her stance, crossing his arms over his own chest.
She gritted her teeth. "Cause they are a common enemy and withholding information from your comrade is not right."
"I'm still not feeling inclined to tell you." He smirked.
She grumbled something murderously, obviously trying to figure out what he wanted. "I'll… clean up the mess on your side of the room." She growled reluctantly.
Athrun snorted. "You mean your mess which some how got on my side of the room when you were cleaning this morning? That mess?"
She made a face and Athrun wanted to smile. He really was starting to love this.
"Fine…" Akira deliberated for a moment. "Please?" her eyes flickered up to Athrun's in a pitiful way and he struggled not to smile.
"Ran out of threats did you?"
"Oh shut up!"
"Oh and what? Leave all the talking to you?" he snorted.
"You're so funny, Zala, that it makes me want to punch you all that much harder."
He nudged her with his elbow. "Spare me your fist and I'll spare you the view of the men's bathroom with a cleaning rag in hand."
Her mouth opened, closed, opened again. "That…" and then her mouth closed again and then opened and she stared at him hard for a moment. Then a slight timid smile crossed her face for a moment and Athrun's eyes widened. "It looks like we got a deal- I'll be nice, you be nice and share like a good friend would."
"Ahhh, I just thought of something else…" Athrun mumbled, blinking slightly.
Her expression darkened.
He grinned at her slightly. "I'll tell you after you smile for me."
"Huh?" her jaw dropped and she looked furious. "That's not fair! That sounds like some form of harassment, anyway!" her expression was suspicious.
Athrun shrugged. "You said it, not me. Besides, you're the one who was dancing around the room in a towel. For all I know you were trying to seduce me."
He narrowly missed a kick to the shins.
Akira stomped off. "And don't talk to me ever!" she yelled over her shoulder and Athrun's smile grew wider as he leaned against the wall behind him.
Of course, Akira's promise fell apart before the end of the day.
"What does it take to get some damn food in this place!" Akira snarled, slamming her fist on the table after receiving a sharp 'no' from the cook to her request.
"Lunch time was a while ago…" Athrun told her helpfully, not about to admit to her that if he asked the chef, the chef would make food for them because of Athrun's rank.
"Shut up you!"
"Don't tell your lieutenant to shut up- I'll demote you!"
"I'll demote your face!"
Sad to say, that was how their conversation had been taking place for quite a while. Athrun teasing the younger pilot and the pilot snarling back. Observers who watched them badger back and forth found it rather odd, and questioning but neither of them noticed. With Akira, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking and the same went for Athrun but truthfully both of them, deep down were feeling rather delighted (of course this was covered up with denial that was nearly as thick as the hatred between Coordinators and Naturals.) One of them was in the constant of reminding herself that she was his enemy, she was a princess of ORB and might leave at any time and last but not least for sure, she was a freaking Natural!
The other was the more of the gentleman (not that Akira was a boy but she could at least be slightly polite as a lady!). Athrun would every now and then wince, glancing at the ring on his finger every now and then jolt forward with the startling thought that he was engaged.
Wow. What a revelation! When did that happen?
Besides, it was absolutely, and utterly illogical, and naïve, and stupid to think that maybe, just maybe, just a tad bit maybe, you could feel attracted to someone you hardly knew. Just completely ridiculous… right?
"Oh fudge it." Akira muttered as that thought hit her.
She was needy. No wait… she didn't want to say it but maybe…maybe it would make her feel better?
She was desperate. She needed someone to cling to for warmth. And Athrun…
But she didn't want to betray him. He was…good… even for a Coordinator.
"What?" Athrun asked, sliding into the seat next to her at the cafeteria table.
Akira glanced at him miserably. "I hate you- you know that?" Lord was she being bi-polar today…
His brow crinkled. "Ouch. That hurt." He summoned up a pained expression.
"No really, why do you have to bother me so much?" she frowned. "I mean, yeah I agreed to being,..." it took her half a minute to get out the word. "friiieenndsss…But I said nothing about BFFs."
Athrun shrugged and gave her a true and the most simplest reason. "I'm bored." The ship had enlisted quite a lot of people…that were all over twenty. It was fine for some random conversation but when you didn't have much to do…no…not fun. "Aren't you bored?"
"I wouldn't be able to tell." She muttered sarcastically and Athrun grinned.
"You still owe me a smile."
"Go to-"
"What did we agree on?" Athrun poked her.
Akira gritted her teeth and finished her directive. "a warm fuzzy place…with sharp objects." Her smile grew twisted. "Better?"
"You can make a better smile then that."
"Oh yeah?" she glared at him. "Your smile ain't so hot, either!" and just like that she reached forward, placing her fingers lightly on the corners of his lips and pulling them to the side, stretching his mouth into a weird smile. "There, much better." She snorted.
Trying not to flush at the close contact and wondering if this was out of conduct Athrun narrowed his eyes.
Well, fine then. Two could play at this game. He reached forward and pulled at the corners of her lips- his fingers grazing against her soft lips and filling him with a strong compelling urge that he brushed away before he could even delve into it.
Don't even think about it, Athrun! He scolded himself, swallowing tightly.
They stared at each other furiously, neither letting go and admitting face. And this is what happens when you put two incredibly competitive people together.
"I'll kick you in the shins!" she hissed between her lips.
"Do that and say good bye to the stash of sake beneath your bed!" Athrun retorted, shaking a finger at her face. Akira never really drank- he had figured that out- and was always rather mature about it. Didn't make him any more keen on letting her keep an inappropriate stash beneath her bed.
"HEY!"
And of course with that jerk of her mouth, his fingers came loose.
Her smile turned gleeful and a warm feeling filled Athrun's chest. There, that was it! That was what he was waiting for! That smile that touched her sad violet eyes and made them sparkle with triumph. If he ever got to see the sun rise at dawn then he was positive that it would look like that. The shadows melting away in the promise of hope and warmth. It was definitely an improvement and Athrun sat back slightly, feeling smug.
"I win!" Akira declared and Athrun smiled.
"Nay. I win."
Her smile vanished and her eyes widened, a pink tinge spreading across her cheeks.
Starting to realize that he was going to get well-acquainted with the feeling in the pit of his stomach that arose at the sight of Akira's smile, Athrun got up. "The Chaos… Is the original Neuron-linked GUNDAM." He told the blonde quietly, about to tell her everything he could drench up about the mysterious GUNDAM.
Apparently that meant a lot to the girl because suddenly Akira jumped to her feet, her mouth open. "Damn… Then the pilot is a-" she stopped, staring wide-eyed at Athrun. Then she shook her head and spun around. "I need to go check something!" she called to him.
Surprised and curious, Athrun followed her as she sprinted towards the hangar for the GUNDAMs.
He was about to follow her out onto the cat-walk- what was so she panicked about?- when a hand grabbed him.
"Huh? Oh, Polk, hi!"
The burly man smiled at Athrun, holding out something wrapped up in cotton. "It's the piece of metal you gave me."
Athrun straightened his shoulders, taking it. "Mhmm?"
Polk's eyebrows squinched. "Where did you say you got it? Athrun?"
"Out of someone's stomach."
Polk raised an eyebrow before shrugging and continuing. "Well, that piece of metal is made out of a strong alloy."
"One for a very fancy car?" Athrun asked, feeling a sudden tingle go down his spine. He fingered the object in his hands.
Polk shook his head. "No… One for a very fancy ship." he emphasized the word 'very' making it clear to Athrun that no common ship had this type of metal outing o it.
Athrun froze, his green eyes widening as he stared up at Polk- realizing what that meant. Akira had lied… This wasn't from a car crash…
Akira's words echoed in Athrun's mind with an ominous chill. "Don't trust me."
OOOO
Cagalli POV
I didn't know when I had lost Athrun but right now I was actually pretty glad that I had as I slid into the clean cockpit of the Huntress. My eyes traveled the cock pit quickly, - it was only my second time in here- and I marveled at the engineering. The brilliance it had taken to design something so beautiful yet so deadly.
Powering up the computer systems- not the GUNDAM it's self- I carefully laid my hand flat on the soft pad.
Okaaaay, let's give this a try again and see if it was just a fluke. Please be just a fluke… right, computer systems check.
At once the screen before me loaded up a summary of the GUNDAM's systems, informing me that everything was top-notch. Oh…super.
It had worked. The NL-TCMOD4 ZAFT GUNDAM, HUNTRESS had responded just like it was supposed to my thoughts.
And if my theory was correct on this… Then no, I definitely couldn't tell Athrun that I suspected that the pilot of the Chaos was a Natural. I felt sorta guilty, withholding that information- she could be part of Blue Cosmos!- but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't chance him drawing the same conclusion I had. That only Naturals could neuron-connect with these GUNDAMS. If he realized that then I would be in some pretty deep doo-doo. Not that I wasn't already- but there were worse situations then this by far.
Kira was proof of that.
OOOOO
Aboard the Archangel
Narrator POV
They were just passing the last PLANT nearest to the moon and earth when the crew of the Archangel saw it. A galactic fight between a few ZAFT and EA ships.
Murrue Raimus flinched at the sight, wondering if there was a way that they could slip around unnoticed. "Take a wide route." She ordered. "We don't want to get mixed up in the crossfire!"
"Yes Captain!" her crew responded, going smoothly into work. Raimus smiled- honestly! You couldn't ask for a better crew then this!
"Captain!" called up her radar specialist.
"Hm?"
"We have a mobile suit headed this way!" Chelsea's blue eyes met her captain's instantly, wide with panic.
Raimus jolted upright. "Prepare defensive systems!" she ordered at the sense of urgency. They only had two solo-flight pilots with them, but she didn't want to get involved with any fight if she could help it.
"Captain! I have… more bad news." Chelsea continued, her face pale.
"What?" she demanded, her fingernails digging into her armrests.
"The mobile suit…"
"What about it? We can fend it off."
The girl shook her head. "That's not it… it has the symbol of Rau Le Crueset on it!"
As a captain, you must always keep your calm. Find peace with your inner demons. And yet, at the name of the legendary ace fighter of ZAFT, Raimus found herself stiffening in fear. Her brown eyes narrowed. "We will not perish!" she snapped to her nervous crew. "Even if I have to destroy him myself!"
First, that Japanese drink 'sake'... I should have done my research but i sorta wrote this on the fly, anyhoo, I believe that IS the correct spelling and use of the word (?) so please correct me if i'm wrong =3
This chapter is my recovery from the chapter before. It's light and amusing and sorta as a break-the-ice kinda way between Athrun and Cagalli. Cagalli's taking a deep breath and stepping out and she's struggling to let down her walls which goes against the grain for her.
And Athrun is being plagued by his guilty conscience. Poor Athrun! And not only that, he knows that she lied to him about her injury… uhooohhh.
Kira isn't sure quite yet if he went from the pot and into the fire and the relation between Cagalli and Kimi-hime is revealed! She killed Cagalli's mom! Sadistic little kid or what?
And Kitalla isn't all mysterious words after all, huh? Looks like she's a smart aleck who is not to pleased with doing her 'friend' favors. =3
Not to mention it seems the Archangel is in a heap of trouble. Will Rau Le Creuset destroy them? Capture them? Or will they be saved?
Well, I'm sure this chapter could be a lot better…but… I'm sorta lazy feeling. For now, the next couple chapters will (don't hate me) not be following the main plot so strongly. It will be more character development with our current love interest (A/C) and not to mention some with Shiho and Yzak… If I feel like it =.=
And of course there will a lot going on with Murrue Raimus (hee hee) and perhaps some with Kira. So I'll keep it exciting at times.
Ooh, gosh, but I can't wait until I get to the more fun parts! *bounces up and down.* sometimes I really wish it was someone else writing this so I get to be the reader! XD lol
But anyway, you're the reader, it's your opinion that matters. So review what you want to see in the next couple chapters, review what you thought about this chapter. Was there too little Asucaga? I'm trying not to over do it- I mean, her friend did just die to her, I don't want her hooking up all asudden quite just yet. Sorry…
Flames are welcome along with everything else. *shrug* I don't care. But all Reviews are welcome. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my lame humor fest that I had today =3
-Azetta
Jabber Bomb
Before I go to bed, I always make a list. Write some for the fanfiction. Write some for my other books. Draw some. Then finish with a good book to read.
Next thing I know it's four in the morning and I'm finishing typing a chapter for Tangled Fates and I still haven't gotten to my other things. Oh foo…
Anyway, does anyone who reads this do any form of karate? No? Yes? Haha, well, I was excited cause in my karate a few days ago I got to do some grappling (ground wrestling- no punching or kicking) it's pretty awesome. It's a bit more fun then sparring (normal fighting). My one itsy bitsy issue with it is that sometimes the person you're up against pulls hairs. *screams!* I'm the only girl out of three in my class of guys, guys, and more guys. I'm also the highest belt girl in my karate (belt before black) besides a lady black belt.
Anyhoo, I hate when people start pulling hair! UGH! It's so unfair, especially when the guys do it cause they don't have long hair you can pull! =(sorry guys who might be reading this =P =) hehehehehheh, oh well, all is fair in war… … well…not really…
But guess what! The day of my funeral- I mean, black-belt test has been chosen! In October!
So… I think I'm going to be traveling unexpectedly during that time… (haha, despite doing karate for years, I have a HUGE fear of the unknown and there's something ominously wet-your-pants scary to me about a ten hour long black belt test)
Can't wait? I can!
RIP
-Azetta
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